Fic: Sharp Dressed Man
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coffeebuddhaTitle: Sharp Dressed Man
Author: coffeebuddha
Rating: Hard R/FRM
Characters/Pairing: Kevin Ryan/Javier Esposito
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
Word Count: 385
Summary: Kevin likes Javier in uniform, because he likes messing up the clean, pristine lines of it.
Notes: Uniform fic for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
starscythe. Because how could I not when there was this picture?
"You're a horrible person," Javier manages to push out from between clenched teeth. His fingers skitter over loose swinging coats that offer no kind of support for his shaking legs. "Horrible, horri-Jesus Christ."
He can feel Kevin's amused hum, the curve of his grin against sensitive skin. It's mostly dark in the coat room, only a thin sliver of light shining under the closed door, but when he looks down he can just barely make out Kevin's face. His lips are red, swollen, shiny with a sheen of spit and precome; it's a sharp contrast to the clean, starched lines of his dress uniform, which Javier knows will somehow manage to magically retain its crispness even after being on his knees.
Kevin's tongue flickers out, sweeping over the head of Javier's cock where it's resting against his lower lip. "Yeah," he asks with an arched eyebrow before licking a broad stripe up the underside of his cock. Again, this time with more than a little smugness when Javier's breath comes out in a near whimper, "Yeah."
The buttons of Javier's jacket are undone--one dangles by barely more than a thread--his tie is askew, and Kevin's hands bunch up the fabric of his pants, ruining them with wrinkles, as he swallows him neatly down.
Kevin likes Javier in uniform, because he likes mussing up every pristine, carefully ironed inch of him, wrecking him physically just as easily as he wrecks him mentally, leaving nothing but a shaking mess where there had been military precision.
He's supposed to be giving the best man's speech in a few minutes and he knows without looking in a mirror that he looks completely debauched, falling apart at his crumpled seams.
Javier's hand hovers over Kevin's head, his fingertips just barely brushing his still perfectly coifed hair. It would be so easy to thread his fingers through the strands and get a little payback. Kevin looks up at him through impossibly long eyelashes, his mouth stretched and bruised, and Javier's hand falls back to his side.
"Yeah," he agrees as Kevin sucks harder, moves faster. His head smacks back against the wall with a thud the coats do little to muffle. "Horrible," he says again and doesn't even try to keep the hoarse awe out of his voice.
Thanks for reading! Feedback is always appreciated!
Author: coffeebuddha
Rating: Hard R/FRM
Characters/Pairing: Kevin Ryan/Javier Esposito
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
Word Count: 385
Summary: Kevin likes Javier in uniform, because he likes messing up the clean, pristine lines of it.
Notes: Uniform fic for
starscythe. Because how could I not when there was this picture?"You're a horrible person," Javier manages to push out from between clenched teeth. His fingers skitter over loose swinging coats that offer no kind of support for his shaking legs. "Horrible, horri-Jesus Christ."
He can feel Kevin's amused hum, the curve of his grin against sensitive skin. It's mostly dark in the coat room, only a thin sliver of light shining under the closed door, but when he looks down he can just barely make out Kevin's face. His lips are red, swollen, shiny with a sheen of spit and precome; it's a sharp contrast to the clean, starched lines of his dress uniform, which Javier knows will somehow manage to magically retain its crispness even after being on his knees.
Kevin's tongue flickers out, sweeping over the head of Javier's cock where it's resting against his lower lip. "Yeah," he asks with an arched eyebrow before licking a broad stripe up the underside of his cock. Again, this time with more than a little smugness when Javier's breath comes out in a near whimper, "Yeah."
The buttons of Javier's jacket are undone--one dangles by barely more than a thread--his tie is askew, and Kevin's hands bunch up the fabric of his pants, ruining them with wrinkles, as he swallows him neatly down.
Kevin likes Javier in uniform, because he likes mussing up every pristine, carefully ironed inch of him, wrecking him physically just as easily as he wrecks him mentally, leaving nothing but a shaking mess where there had been military precision.
He's supposed to be giving the best man's speech in a few minutes and he knows without looking in a mirror that he looks completely debauched, falling apart at his crumpled seams.
Javier's hand hovers over Kevin's head, his fingertips just barely brushing his still perfectly coifed hair. It would be so easy to thread his fingers through the strands and get a little payback. Kevin looks up at him through impossibly long eyelashes, his mouth stretched and bruised, and Javier's hand falls back to his side.
"Yeah," he agrees as Kevin sucks harder, moves faster. His head smacks back against the wall with a thud the coats do little to muffle. "Horrible," he says again and doesn't even try to keep the hoarse awe out of his voice.
Thanks for reading! Feedback is always appreciated!
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Date: 2011-09-07 04:17 am (UTC)(One small note -- his tie is eskew -- should be 'askew'.)
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Date: 2011-09-07 04:21 am (UTC)(And fixed. Thanks. Typos are the bane of my existence and for some reason my spell check is being wonky.)
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Date: 2011-09-07 06:19 am (UTC)*claps hands*
I adore debauchery!!!!
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Date: 2011-09-08 02:16 am (UTC)Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2011-09-07 07:42 am (UTC)This is just delicious! You and
I love this as I love everything else you write!! *does another happy dance!*
Because it would be weird for me to not ask - does this mean you're one step closer to Roman!Esposito/Celt!Ryan? *tries and fails to not look too hopeful*
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Date: 2011-09-08 02:20 am (UTC)She says flattering things to me and shows me pretty pictures. That's a potent mixture right there. lol
Thank you, bb! &hearts
Sorry, but not really. This was just a quick little drabble. The Roman/Celt AU is going to be a much longer thing and is on a whole other mental list. It'll happen some day, but probably not for the next several months. :( (Feel free to keep pestering me about it from time to time though or I'm liable to completely forget I said I'd write it for you.)
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Date: 2011-09-07 07:09 pm (UTC)*thought* This wasn't at Ryan's wedding was it? That would make it so so so much naughtier! :O
P.S did you see the anonymous ficlet/drabble-athon on
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Date: 2011-09-08 02:22 am (UTC)Nah, I'm thinking it was like Esposito's college roommate or some guy he was in the army with. ;)
You mean the thing I was pestering you about on Twitter? Why yes, I did see that. Also, just to clarify, I know you're not so secretly down with RPF, but it wouldn't break any rules if some happened to be written for that -athon, right?
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Date: 2011-09-08 11:59 am (UTC)Nope no breaking rules ;) *cough* *runs away in secret excitement*
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Date: 2011-09-16 11:22 pm (UTC)(Can you tell I just remembered what tags I have open and waiting for me. ..that sounded dirty, sorry.:)
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Date: 2011-09-16 11:46 pm (UTC)(lol never apologize for accidental double entendres ;)
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