February42014

Le petit mort - a Resslington fanfic.

English is not my native tongue, so please be kind to me. I haven’t written anything in english for a very long while. But I couldn’t resist. I just had to. 

It’s a Ressler/Red story. And, yes. They fuck. And Red’s bottoming, You were warned.

Ressler

Don likes to fuck Red face to face, leaning over this rascal and watching the corner of his ironical mouth twitch painfully.Don likes to meet his gaze, which is challenging, mocking or, suddenly intense and cordial, a second before his eyelids shut tightly in response to a first thrust. Don overindulges in taking in the sight of Red tilting his head back, pushing the sheets, since the pillow has been long ago swept away by the action that took place moments earlier. He can’t take his eyes off the way Red bites down his lower lip, or scowls, with a predatory, greedy urge to grab Ressler by the ass, and push him even closer, making him go deeper inside, because that way….yeah, right there…like this…would be just…what he needs. Just fine. Perfect. And a little more harder.
And then his face softens, his look becomes distant and dark…like his past, and the uncanny labyrinth of his soul, ready to capture Don, make him loose what’s left of all of his shattered perspective on what’s right or wrong.
Red’s short moans grow heavier, turning to be more profound and drawling. It feels like he’s slipping away, escaping somewhere far away, into his inner space where Don can’t reach for him. And it’s so painful a feeling, that he can’t help but thrust deeper, trying to physically keep him to himself, getting hold of him, making him stay…and belong.
Suddenly Red gets back to reality and whispers a hoarse “let me turn over”. And it doesn’t sound like he’s accepting a “no”. It’s a demand, not a plea.
Don hates the idea, but something in his guts - a very deep instinct, far beyond any analysis or even emotion, responds to that string in Red’s voice and signals that it’s not the right moment to push on. That’s the most fine line, an edge where one has to thread softly. He can be rather clumsy and straight forward when it comes to relationships and saying things, not too good at taking hints and being sensitive to non verbal communication, but he somehow manages to know, when it’s ok to get hard on Red, to make him go wild, and when it’s not. And it happens to be that kind of a moment.
He frowns a little and pulls himself out, holding the rim of a condom with his hand, while Red turns over and lays face down on the bed.

Red

That treasure of a body, Donald was gifted with, makes Red go wild with excitement. The perfectly shaped shoulderline meeting up with prominent collarbone, strong neck with drops of sweat sliding town to his wide strong chest. That sexy beast, captured by formal suits and duity to defend the law, only free to go wild on a hunt for bad guys and in bed with one of the most dangerous of them all. The look that Don gives him, as if he wants to pin him to the bed, it’s almost like he’s holding an aim on him…it makes Red so high, that it’s hard to control. He loves the rush of adrenaline and fucking with Donald feels as if they both hold a gun at each other’s head. Probably they should try doing so once. For real.
The paradox is that on a moment like this, Red is absolutely in love with his young lover’s lips. Bright and sensual, so unlike his whole masculine and sharp frame, they are urging to kiss them, savoring their softness ever so slowly…But Red restrains himself. And it hurts, to watch only, without getting closer to the softer side of Donald and what can be discovered beyond…But pain is way too close to pleasure when it comes to the ones like him.
He knows what he wants and how to get it. He is familiar with his body and it’s desires, and doesn’t stop when it comes to getting pleased. Even if it’s a guilty pleasure, like luring that guy, who also happens to be an FBI agent, to do him right. Oh, so right. And that’s the best thing about Don – as rigid as he might seem while socializing, he knows how to make Red satisfied when they fuck. And he doesn’t need to be guided or controlled to do so. Much to Red’s astonishment, Don himself, is quite good at leading and controlling when it comes to getting physical.
Don works so good for him, moving just the way it feels the best, hitting the right spot, choosing the right angle, being so hot and full of vitality, that Red can’t help but feel the tight knot in his core loosening, string by string….His breathing grows deeper, chest going up and down, speeding up, and he doesn’t hold back his moans any more. All of his masks fade away, one by one – irony, passion for gambling, triumph, aggression…and when it comes to the last barrier, – detachment, it feels likes it will be torn of his face with all of the skin it has grown in to.

That’s why hiding his face into the comforting coolness of the sheets is a last sanctuary he seeks.
When Donald’s hot and heavy body covers him, pulling him close, pushing him into the bed, thrusting hard and fast….Red is ready. Ready to loose himself in that hot pulsating feeling of being faceless and yet, strangely safe.
Don hasn’t got enough nerve to ask him why he prefers to hide his face from him, when things get really hot and emotional. Red doesn’t mind him looking at all, when it comes to some handjob anyway…
Red would hate lying to him about that, or making a joke to diminish the importance of an honest answer. And he would definitely avoid giving an honest answer to Donald.
He doesn’t want him to know that he craves for a feeling of not only loosing all defences, loosing his face and stop being the one who’s always in control of everything, but mostly to stop being at all. Letting go of everything that is Red Reddington, and probably allowing good old Raymond…get a breath. Like, Ray had to die, to give way to Red, it’s Red’s turn to return the favor. Dissolve in this passion and cherish those sweet few seconds of almost total calmness. Peace in the eye of a storm.


They say, in France, that orgasm is a little death.

January162014

OMG. This is ….oh.

(Source: slash-paradise)

October162013
Forbidden Passion.

Erik and Charles Regency AU. 

Forbidden Passion.

Erik and Charles Regency AU. 

September212013
Just a quiet moment for  post-Hogwarts Harry and Snape. I think Harry is somewhere in his lat 20’s early 30’s here.
I was drawing this picture while listening to Carla Bruni’s “Quelqu’un m’a dit” which is a perfect autumn song. It will go pretty well as a soundtrack for this little story told in a picture.

Just a quiet moment for  post-Hogwarts Harry and Snape. I think Harry is somewhere in his lat 20’s early 30’s here.

I was drawing this picture while listening to Carla Bruni’s “Quelqu’un m’a dit” which is a perfect autumn song. It will go pretty well as a soundtrack for this little story told in a picture.

September102012
Finally I finished it. I thought I’d die all over it, because it was a difficult task to do, but I won this battle, for the sake of Stony love. ;-)
In my head canon it’s their first time, going all the way and stuff. I see Steve as mostly heterosexual, well at least that’s what he used to think of himself. And it took real effrot from Tony to seduce him. Their first time is a bit awkward, and they both feel uncanny, because Steve is a virgin and he has never thought his first time would be with a man, and Tony is not used to being on the recieveing end, and somehow, he never had the need to work for someone’s pleasure. It was always the other way around. All the people he had sex with, no matter women or (more rarely in my head canon) men, were trying their best to please him and impress him. 
And now he’s on to face the terra incognita, just as much as Steve does. But Tony wouldn’t bew himself if he didn’t try to look as if he’s expirienced and skillfull, and sure of himself. While Steve is brabe enough, to be vulnerable, and trusting, and anxious,  and opened to this new expirience. 
Actually I always perefer Steve being physically on top, but I also find it very kinky when Tony is posessive, and emotionally dominating, while being the recieving partner.
In this scene, it’s just minutes before Steve will take the initiative from him, and fuck him, just the way he likes it (finding out how he likes it) and it will make Tony loose control and drop all dis defences. 
The scene takes place at Tony’s house at Malibu. I remember there were huge windows and white or  ivory furniture.  
I hope you like it just as much as I do.

Finally I finished it. I thought I’d die all over it, because it was a difficult task to do, but I won this battle, for the sake of Stony love. ;-)

In my head canon it’s their first time, going all the way and stuff. I see Steve as mostly heterosexual, well at least that’s what he used to think of himself. And it took real effrot from Tony to seduce him. Their first time is a bit awkward, and they both feel uncanny, because Steve is a virgin and he has never thought his first time would be with a man, and Tony is not used to being on the recieveing end, and somehow, he never had the need to work for someone’s pleasure. It was always the other way around. All the people he had sex with, no matter women or (more rarely in my head canon) men, were trying their best to please him and impress him. 

And now he’s on to face the terra incognita, just as much as Steve does. But Tony wouldn’t bew himself if he didn’t try to look as if he’s expirienced and skillfull, and sure of himself. While Steve is brabe enough, to be vulnerable, and trusting, and anxious,  and opened to this new expirience. 

Actually I always perefer Steve being physically on top, but I also find it very kinky when Tony is posessive, and emotionally dominating, while being the recieving partner.

In this scene, it’s just minutes before Steve will take the initiative from him, and fuck him, just the way he likes it (finding out how he likes it) and it will make Tony loose control and drop all dis defences. 

The scene takes place at Tony’s house at Malibu. I remember there were huge windows and white or  ivory furniture.  

I hope you like it just as much as I do.

July122012
Also a quick one. 
But straight through the heart…

Also a quick one. 

But straight through the heart…

8AM
This was a quick one…just  couldn’t resist. ;-)

This was a quick one…just  couldn’t resist. ;-)

July112012
The midnight kiss.
I did it! 
As far as I see it, it’s the very begining of Steve and Tony’s  relationship. I guess, they didn’t even have sex, yet. Steve is still a bit uncomfortable about having a romantic relationship with another man, but he feels incredibly lonely is this world, utterly unknown and strage to him. He’s hungly for  a human touch, for being needed and to care for someone. And Tony falls for him, partly because he wants all the best for himself, and no matter how bad Steve irritates him at times, he knows, he admits it deep inside, that Steve’s the best. And partly, it’s because, it’s impossible not to trust Steve, even if you’re a someone, like Tony, who prefers a one night stand  to a steafy relationship. 
And the most important thing is, that Steve is very hard to get, even for Tony, no matter how charming he can be. It’s not a pose, not an attempt to  play a kinf of a game, it’s just, Steve is not the one, who jumps into anyone’s bed, unless he has feelings for this person. And it makes Tony both intrigued, irritated and desperate. 
When Steve sees his vulnerability beyond his mask of sarcasm and  everlasting optimism, he’s gives in…a little, just for a kiss maybe, but it’s bigger than a whole world that he’s used to own, for Tony.
And even though Steve is unexpirienced, and shy and even timid in some way,  when he makes a decision, he goes though and doesn’t stop.
And though it’s Tony, here, who lures him into a kiss, Tony it will be, who will fall, and be held in trustworthy hands, and looses his heart to someonw who can keep it and protect it.  

The midnight kiss.

I did it! 

As far as I see it, it’s the very begining of Steve and Tony’s  relationship. I guess, they didn’t even have sex, yet. Steve is still a bit uncomfortable about having a romantic relationship with another man, but he feels incredibly lonely is this world, utterly unknown and strage to him. He’s hungly for  a human touch, for being needed and to care for someone. And Tony falls for him, partly because he wants all the best for himself, and no matter how bad Steve irritates him at times, he knows, he admits it deep inside, that Steve’s the best. And partly, it’s because, it’s impossible not to trust Steve, even if you’re a someone, like Tony, who prefers a one night stand  to a steafy relationship. 

And the most important thing is, that Steve is very hard to get, even for Tony, no matter how charming he can be. It’s not a pose, not an attempt to  play a kinf of a game, it’s just, Steve is not the one, who jumps into anyone’s bed, unless he has feelings for this person. And it makes Tony both intrigued, irritated and desperate. 

When Steve sees his vulnerability beyond his mask of sarcasm and  everlasting optimism, he’s gives in…a little, just for a kiss maybe, but it’s bigger than a whole world that he’s used to own, for Tony.

And even though Steve is unexpirienced, and shy and even timid in some way,  when he makes a decision, he goes though and doesn’t stop.

And though it’s Tony, here, who lures him into a kiss, Tony it will be, who will fall, and be held in trustworthy hands, and looses his heart to someonw who can keep it and protect it.  

July82012
Some lineart to previous pic. And a closeup. ;-)

Some lineart to previous pic. And a closeup. ;-)

12PM
Tony and Steve having some time together. Tony is happy, Steve is still a bit reluctant about the fact that they just walk like this in public. But they both are extremely happy and in love. 

Tony and Steve having some time together. Tony is happy, Steve is still a bit reluctant about the fact that they just walk like this in public. But they both are extremely happy and in love. 

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