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50_smutlets claim, that belongs in my Within You, Without You universe.
Title: 18. Swinging
Pairing: George/Lee
Word Count: 1188
Rating: NC-17
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“Now remember, this is going to look far kinkier than it’s meant to,” George said.
Lee’s lips pursed and he tried to contain a smirk, but he couldn’t keep an eyebrow from creeping upward.
“Oh is that right?” Lee laughed. “What have you been up to, then?”
“I just made something I thought we could use for uh, during uh …”
Lee’s jaw dropped, but his voice went up. “Like a sex toy?”
George cleared his throat and pulled a small black package from inside of his robes.
“A bit like that, yeah. Well, no. Not like you’re thinking.”
Lee leaned close and looked at the smooth parcel in George’s hand.
“That doesn’t look like a plug or a dildo to me.”
George gave Lee a double take. “No, it’s nothing like that!” he boggled. “Here, let me just show you.”
He walked to the center of the room and set the small black square on the floor and backed away. Pointing his wand at the object, he spoke a spell and it suddenly sprung to life. Rising in the air, it tripled in size as a half-dozen straps unfurled and weaved together until it went still, suspended in the air like an upside-down spider.
Lee took a defensive step behind George, nearly hiding behind him.
“Georgie, what the fuck is that?” he asked in a low voice as though the thing might reach out and attack him.
George sniggered. “It’s kind of like a hammock. Or a swing, if you will.”
Lee gasped. “You made a sex swing? You kinky bastard!” he exclaimed with bright eyes and kissed George hard on the lips.
“I told you, it just looks kinkier than it really is.”
“It’s looks pretty bloody kinky from where I’m standing, mate,” Lee said, investigating it closely. He tentatively touched the black leather straps and pushed on it.
George coughed and shifted on his feet.
“I was just thinking about when we, you know …?”
“When we fuck?” Lee added nonchalantly.
“Yes, that,” George agreed quickly. “Your sore leg gets tired, doesn’t it?”
Lee nodded with a slight frown but he was reaching up and pulling on the straps, testing their strength.
“And I always try to hold it for you, or you need to shift positions or something. But I thought this might help. See, it would hold your leg for you and then we’d have both our hands free.”
George felt like he was making a sales pitch but this was far more important than pitching to a customer.
Lee put one knee in the seat and held the top straps, idly twirling in a circle.
“You made a sex swing, George,” Lee said plainly, though George could see through his dry teasing.
“Yeah, reckon I did.”
“And you want to tie me up in it.”
George chuckled nervously.
“Well, just your leg – though it could bind a person if they wanted – but this one won’t. You’ll have complete control over it. … That’s if you’re interested, of course.”
Lee stood again and finally reassured him with his smile.
“All right then, lover, let’s try it out.” He quickly tugged his t-shirt over his head and kissed George. Their lips moved together through excited smiles and their hands slid over slowly revealed flesh as they removed each other’s clothes.
“How do you want me?” Lee whispered.
“Just lay back. I’ll help you.”
George followed Lee with kisses on his neck and chest as he sat back into the cradle of soft leather. The wide straps shifted and moved on their own, to support the contours of Lee’s body. Then George lifted Lee’s leg, which looked beautiful and perfect in spite of the muscle damage George knew was within. He kissed the inside of Lee’s knee and along his inner thigh while the straps magically wrapped around it and held Lee’s leg in place.
“You comfortable?” George asked, still raining kisses along Lee’s thighs and across his belly, conspicuously ignoring the mauve cock straining towards him. “Just say the word if you don’t like it.”
“I’m good. I’m fine. I’m good,” Lee answered, his voice tight and breathless.
Dropping to his knees, George guided Lee’s reclined body to shoulder height in front of him. After whispering a washing spell that Lee had shown him, which made Lee squeak a bit, he squeezed and parted his buttocks and breathed against the pinkish skin that was hidden to all except him.
Lee let out praising moans and long sighs as George laved and kissed his hole, reveling in the iniquitous feeling of his face pressed against Lee’s arse cheeks.
He looked up to see Lee writhing and arching while holding onto the straps that were over his head.
“More of your mouth, please. Don’t stop yet. So good,” Lee crooned.
Acquiescing, George licked at the lighter colored head of his cock that peeked out from retracted skin and then sucked. George loved the thrill he got from knowing that his ever-unflustered Lee would nearly beg for his blowjobs now. He hummed to show his own enthusiasm while he eased a thumb slowly in and out of him.
He moved to a stand and took in the sight of Lee’s carefully displayed body, as he lightly ran his hands over his skin and the soft binds that gently tied his legs up. Without any more thought, he slid inside. He gripped the top of Lee’s thighs as he thrust in and out and realized that instead of rocking his hips, he had freedom with the hammock and he pulled Lee onto his cock, hard.
His eyes snapped opened to question Lee, whose eyes were heavy and dilated. They exchanged a quiet, intense look before Lee nodded slightly. With encouragement given, George pushed Lee away, nearly sliding out completely and then forcefully pulling him back again. They both growled loudly before George did it again. And again. Each time so strong and deep that his teeth clashed in his head and his pleasured moans became primal snarls.
He felt like something had been set free, which once unleashed, an unknown part of him took over and though he loved Lee dearly he didn’t want to make love he wanted to fuck, like a man, like an animal, driven by pure selfish want and instinct.
The intensity built quickly and George realized too late that he had pushed himself so far, so fast and he came with an open mouth growl, slamming into Lee one final time and his own legs nearly gave out.
While he still had the strength and still panting, he let Lee out of his contraption and they fell onto the bed together.
“I think I lost a little control there,” George eventually said.
Lee made a quiet, rumbling sound that was something like a laugh. “I always did like watching you work … Don’t suppose you’d mind finishing the job?”
George rolled up onto his elbows and grinned. “Anything to make the customers happy,” he said, and he shimmied down to tend to the erection still waiting for service.
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Yeah, I know. I know! The swing is a bit something like this. I blame![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rondastarr, she shows me these things.
50_smutlets claim, that belongs in my Within You, Without You universe.Title: 18. Swinging
Pairing: George/Lee
Word Count: 1188
Rating: NC-17
My Table
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“Now remember, this is going to look far kinkier than it’s meant to,” George said.
Lee’s lips pursed and he tried to contain a smirk, but he couldn’t keep an eyebrow from creeping upward.
“Oh is that right?” Lee laughed. “What have you been up to, then?”
“I just made something I thought we could use for uh, during uh …”
Lee’s jaw dropped, but his voice went up. “Like a sex toy?”
George cleared his throat and pulled a small black package from inside of his robes.
“A bit like that, yeah. Well, no. Not like you’re thinking.”
Lee leaned close and looked at the smooth parcel in George’s hand.
“That doesn’t look like a plug or a dildo to me.”
George gave Lee a double take. “No, it’s nothing like that!” he boggled. “Here, let me just show you.”
He walked to the center of the room and set the small black square on the floor and backed away. Pointing his wand at the object, he spoke a spell and it suddenly sprung to life. Rising in the air, it tripled in size as a half-dozen straps unfurled and weaved together until it went still, suspended in the air like an upside-down spider.
Lee took a defensive step behind George, nearly hiding behind him.
“Georgie, what the fuck is that?” he asked in a low voice as though the thing might reach out and attack him.
George sniggered. “It’s kind of like a hammock. Or a swing, if you will.”
Lee gasped. “You made a sex swing? You kinky bastard!” he exclaimed with bright eyes and kissed George hard on the lips.
“I told you, it just looks kinkier than it really is.”
“It’s looks pretty bloody kinky from where I’m standing, mate,” Lee said, investigating it closely. He tentatively touched the black leather straps and pushed on it.
George coughed and shifted on his feet.
“I was just thinking about when we, you know …?”
“When we fuck?” Lee added nonchalantly.
“Yes, that,” George agreed quickly. “Your sore leg gets tired, doesn’t it?”
Lee nodded with a slight frown but he was reaching up and pulling on the straps, testing their strength.
“And I always try to hold it for you, or you need to shift positions or something. But I thought this might help. See, it would hold your leg for you and then we’d have both our hands free.”
George felt like he was making a sales pitch but this was far more important than pitching to a customer.
Lee put one knee in the seat and held the top straps, idly twirling in a circle.
“You made a sex swing, George,” Lee said plainly, though George could see through his dry teasing.
“Yeah, reckon I did.”
“And you want to tie me up in it.”
George chuckled nervously.
“Well, just your leg – though it could bind a person if they wanted – but this one won’t. You’ll have complete control over it. … That’s if you’re interested, of course.”
Lee stood again and finally reassured him with his smile.
“All right then, lover, let’s try it out.” He quickly tugged his t-shirt over his head and kissed George. Their lips moved together through excited smiles and their hands slid over slowly revealed flesh as they removed each other’s clothes.
“How do you want me?” Lee whispered.
“Just lay back. I’ll help you.”
George followed Lee with kisses on his neck and chest as he sat back into the cradle of soft leather. The wide straps shifted and moved on their own, to support the contours of Lee’s body. Then George lifted Lee’s leg, which looked beautiful and perfect in spite of the muscle damage George knew was within. He kissed the inside of Lee’s knee and along his inner thigh while the straps magically wrapped around it and held Lee’s leg in place.
“You comfortable?” George asked, still raining kisses along Lee’s thighs and across his belly, conspicuously ignoring the mauve cock straining towards him. “Just say the word if you don’t like it.”
“I’m good. I’m fine. I’m good,” Lee answered, his voice tight and breathless.
Dropping to his knees, George guided Lee’s reclined body to shoulder height in front of him. After whispering a washing spell that Lee had shown him, which made Lee squeak a bit, he squeezed and parted his buttocks and breathed against the pinkish skin that was hidden to all except him.
Lee let out praising moans and long sighs as George laved and kissed his hole, reveling in the iniquitous feeling of his face pressed against Lee’s arse cheeks.
He looked up to see Lee writhing and arching while holding onto the straps that were over his head.
“More of your mouth, please. Don’t stop yet. So good,” Lee crooned.
Acquiescing, George licked at the lighter colored head of his cock that peeked out from retracted skin and then sucked. George loved the thrill he got from knowing that his ever-unflustered Lee would nearly beg for his blowjobs now. He hummed to show his own enthusiasm while he eased a thumb slowly in and out of him.
He moved to a stand and took in the sight of Lee’s carefully displayed body, as he lightly ran his hands over his skin and the soft binds that gently tied his legs up. Without any more thought, he slid inside. He gripped the top of Lee’s thighs as he thrust in and out and realized that instead of rocking his hips, he had freedom with the hammock and he pulled Lee onto his cock, hard.
His eyes snapped opened to question Lee, whose eyes were heavy and dilated. They exchanged a quiet, intense look before Lee nodded slightly. With encouragement given, George pushed Lee away, nearly sliding out completely and then forcefully pulling him back again. They both growled loudly before George did it again. And again. Each time so strong and deep that his teeth clashed in his head and his pleasured moans became primal snarls.
He felt like something had been set free, which once unleashed, an unknown part of him took over and though he loved Lee dearly he didn’t want to make love he wanted to fuck, like a man, like an animal, driven by pure selfish want and instinct.
The intensity built quickly and George realized too late that he had pushed himself so far, so fast and he came with an open mouth growl, slamming into Lee one final time and his own legs nearly gave out.
While he still had the strength and still panting, he let Lee out of his contraption and they fell onto the bed together.
“I think I lost a little control there,” George eventually said.
Lee made a quiet, rumbling sound that was something like a laugh. “I always did like watching you work … Don’t suppose you’d mind finishing the job?”
George rolled up onto his elbows and grinned. “Anything to make the customers happy,” he said, and he shimmied down to tend to the erection still waiting for service.
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Yeah, I know. I know! The swing is a bit something like this. I blame
rondastarr, she shows me these things.
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Date: 2007-02-16 06:59 am (UTC)george is so cute.
we could use for uh, during uh …”
and
when we, you know …?”
yeah, george! we all know....
They exchanged a quiet, intense look before Lee nodded slightly
oh i love these boys.
though he loved Lee dearly he didn’t want to make love he wanted to fuck,
yep. still love them.
i suppose i love
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Date: 2007-02-16 08:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-16 09:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-16 11:15 am (UTC)Seems that George had just the right idea.
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Date: 2007-02-16 12:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-16 01:15 pm (UTC)*bad pun, but couldn't help self*
And damn! The sex this time! Rough and wild! Yeah, I do believe both boys loved it like that! The swing will come in handy many times over now!
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Date: 2007-02-16 02:15 pm (UTC)*loves our boys*
*loves
Well done!
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Date: 2007-02-16 02:44 pm (UTC)*fans self*
"George loved the thrill he got from knowing that his ever-unflustered Lee would nearly beg for his blowjobs now."
Hot, hot, hot!!!
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:28 pm (UTC)Fifty prompts! I had to branch out a little bit! (I totally made myself blush)
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-16 03:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-16 03:32 pm (UTC)George's was much more classy in my head. I had a difficult time finding a picture of one that didn't have people in it!
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:34 pm (UTC)I know, even my kinky turns fluffy. *sigh* I guess that's my lot. :D
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:37 pm (UTC)Yeah, I think they surprised themselves by how much they liked that.
... me too!
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:39 pm (UTC)George can say 'fuck' in context, but he was trying to be dignified and talk about it like a 'therapeutic device'. Turns out he just liked the wild bit too. :D
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:42 pm (UTC)George is coming around, but he's really an old fashioned boy at heart.
Thank you!
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:46 pm (UTC)George felt like he was making a sales pitch... - *snicker* I love that George is ever so thoughtful, thinking of poor Lee's leg...
I’m good. I’m fine. I’m good - I love his babbling. :D
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:48 pm (UTC)He's so sweet, he just wants to helpful.
I had fun making Lee babble. Heh.
Thanks!
18. Swinging
Date: 2007-02-16 03:53 pm (UTC)Bravo!
Re: 18. Swinging
Date: 2007-02-16 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-16 09:39 pm (UTC)Fabulous!
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Date: 2007-02-17 03:24 am (UTC)Oh yes! I love that George made the swing, with Lee's injury in mind, and then this . . . OMG, that is so freaking hot!! This was great!! Good to see George letting loose and fully embracing himself.
Fabulous!!!
Re: 18. Swinging
Date: 2007-02-18 05:56 am (UTC)I do love the idea of using that swing...
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Date: 2007-02-18 10:05 pm (UTC)OH MY GOD.
I love you.
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Date: 2007-02-21 12:14 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2007-02-21 12:15 am (UTC)Thank you so much! :)
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Date: 2007-02-21 12:16 am (UTC)But George was trying to be sweet and practical - the kink was just a side benefit. ;)
Thanks!
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Date: 2007-02-21 06:40 am (UTC)Georgie caring for his Lee. Yeah, you're right.
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Date: 2007-03-15 03:19 am (UTC)I dropped over here to see if you'd written some new George/Lee, and found this scorching smutlet! Rawr!! As everyone else who wasn't so belated as me has said, I adore George's hesitancy, especially since it's a definite contrast to the contraption he's brought to their relationship. Even if he is couching its use in such hilariously therapeutic terms. And Lee— taking George's first (?) truly wanton, uninhibited (but loving) fucking and, it appears, liking it just fine. George has come a long way in this series, that's for sure!
I love this pairing in this universe of yours. I'm now all inspired to write a Ron/Dean, the plot-bunny having been inflicted to me by someone on my flist. *smile*
:goes off to read your next ficlet in the table and feels deliciously indulgent:
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Date: 2007-03-16 01:57 am (UTC)Then I re-read this and completely embarrassed myself. *hangs head* I still can't believe what I put 'on paper' sometimes. I've been writing smut for over a year now, you'd think I'd have gotten over it! ;)
I adore George's hesitancy, especially since it's a definite contrast to the contraption he's brought to their relationship
It's things like this that make this series so fun to write. He is so full of incongruity. He's not just the self-sure, swaggering, funny guy.
In this universe he's spent several years trying to force himself into a straight mold, which has resulted in him not liking and being very hesitant about sexual things, thinking that there's something wrong with him for not being 'a randy Weasley' like his brothers. I know you aren't reading the main story this one is derived from (and I totally get that, no problem:) but chapter six is full of 'dirty talk, Weasley style' that portrays the brothers, particularly Charlie and Fred, talking up their blokey, het, sex lives, which serves to show why George feels so reserved about accepting himself as a gay man. He also uses 'blaming Harry for Lee's attack' as a means to distance himself from his family so he doesn't have to deal with this issue.
Anyhow, you've been so enthusiastic about this, but I know you aren't following the other thing, so I thought I'd flesh it out a little for you.
Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-03-16 07:27 pm (UTC)Yes, I'm utterly shameless. George/Remus was my first (well, first and a half, I do suppose R/S was truly my first OTP) OTP, but always from George's POV. Until I started writing Ron, I felt that I knew George, within my own universe, as well as I knew myself.
I know you aren't reading the main story this one is derived from (and I totally get that, no problem:)
Yeah; even though I'm straight-ish and have only been intimate with men, I just don't like reading het. Odd perhaps, but that's how it is.
which serves to show why George feels so reserved about accepting himself as a gay man. He also uses 'blaming Harry for Lee's attack' as a means to distance himself from his family so he doesn't have to deal with this issue.
In that story arc, has he finally told his family? I remember them being together during Christmas but George keeping a safe distance from Lee, and me being pissed off at him for doing so. I'm glad that you're writing it in that George doesn't feel (perhaps rightly?) that his own family will be immediately and unequivocably accepting of him being queer. That rings much more true to me than families simply saying, "Oh, YAY!" and that being the end of it.
Thanks for fleshing out the story for me; I'm happy to read these whenever they appear.
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Date: 2007-03-16 08:45 pm (UTC)You're not alone there, many people are like that. I probably read about 85% slash myself, so I get that.
In that story arc, has he finally told his family? I remember them being together during Christmas but George keeping a safe distance from Lee, and me being pissed off at him for doing so. I'm glad that you're writing it in that George doesn't feel (perhaps rightly?) that his own family will be immediately and unequivocably accepting of him being queer.
I am writing his 'coming out' right now, for the other story. (this whole tandem stories things is a bit of a pain in the ass to keep track of, but...) I will be writing his coming out to his parents, here, in this series of smutlets. Coming out to his brothers and Harry will happen in the other story line. Though there will some tension about it all, I'm mostly going for 'happy endings' cause that is just what makes me happy! ;)
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Date: 2007-06-27 06:55 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-12-07 10:45 pm (UTC)Love the swing... weeeeeeee!