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traintracks) wrote2014-02-02 01:11 pm
traintracks) wrote2014-02-02 01:11 pm
Porn Sunday Drabble-Thingy: "Deathless as Stars", Bill/Charlie, Hard R
Title: Deathless as Stars
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
traintracks
Pairing: Bill/Charlie
Rating: hard R
Words: 190
Summary: Charlie and Bill keep "coming" into one another's orbits.
Warnings: incest, deep-throating, infidelity
A/N: Unbeta'd. For the wonderfultorino10154's Porn Sunday 2014! Sorry this is so short and angsty and minus the money shot. *headdesk*
Bill drew on the cigarette and rested his free hand on Charlie's bobbing head. He blew the smoke out into the night, his words forming shapes that dissipated: "Nobody gives head like you."
Tomorrow they'd go back – Egypt and Romania, dragon fire and curses.
Big brother, little brother.
Right now, all of that fell away.
Charlie started deep-throating Bill's heavy cock, the sounds obscene, almost violent.
Bill drew on the cigarette, his hand beginning to shake.
"That's my boy," he whispered, thrusting slow.
Tomorrow, he'd be Fleur's husband and Charlie would be gone.
Bill looked up into the clear heavens – the planets and the void and the binary stars, forever whipping around in one another's crazy orbits.
He and Charlie had gravity. He and Charlie had forever in half-hour time slots.
Bill cupped the back of his brother's close-cropped head and gazed down at his spit-smeared lips. Soon his come would be running down his brother's chin. Soon the cigarette would burn out.
They had all the time in the world, deathless as stars.
They had no time at all.
Bill flicked off the ash, closed his eyes, and shuddered.
Author:
traintracksPairing: Bill/Charlie
Rating: hard R
Words: 190
Summary: Charlie and Bill keep "coming" into one another's orbits.
Warnings: incest, deep-throating, infidelity
A/N: Unbeta'd. For the wonderful
torino10154's Porn Sunday 2014! Sorry this is so short and angsty and minus the money shot. *headdesk*Bill drew on the cigarette and rested his free hand on Charlie's bobbing head. He blew the smoke out into the night, his words forming shapes that dissipated: "Nobody gives head like you."
Tomorrow they'd go back – Egypt and Romania, dragon fire and curses.
Big brother, little brother.
Right now, all of that fell away.
Charlie started deep-throating Bill's heavy cock, the sounds obscene, almost violent.
Bill drew on the cigarette, his hand beginning to shake.
"That's my boy," he whispered, thrusting slow.
Tomorrow, he'd be Fleur's husband and Charlie would be gone.
Bill looked up into the clear heavens – the planets and the void and the binary stars, forever whipping around in one another's crazy orbits.
He and Charlie had gravity. He and Charlie had forever in half-hour time slots.
Bill cupped the back of his brother's close-cropped head and gazed down at his spit-smeared lips. Soon his come would be running down his brother's chin. Soon the cigarette would burn out.
They had all the time in the world, deathless as stars.
They had no time at all.
Bill flicked off the ash, closed his eyes, and shuddered.
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And *choke*
Beautifully done. What a great big ball of hot glorious angst in 190 words.
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I have no words for the perfection in this.
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Thank you, dear!!! <3
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Bill and Charlie forever!
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(I also have a bookmark folder dedicated to Bill/Charlie thanks to you :D)
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Feels.
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Thank you so much, C!
4th Annual Porn Sunday Master List
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I particularly loved this line: Tomorrow they'd go back – Egypt and Romania, dragon fire and curses.
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How are you so amazing at everything? This was hot, but also beautiful and with just a little hint of guilt and sadness and inevitability.
This especially hit me: "He and Charlie had forever in half-hour time slots."
Loved it!
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