This will soon be a nice little collection of Marble Hornets fics of various lengths, genres, and pairings.
It will survive on my very small amount of motivation and the requests of its readers. That means you guys. Please feel free to leave any prompts that may come to mind.
And I mean anything. Requests can range from crack-pairings to mindless drabble about a day in the life of Hoody.
Whatever you wonderful people want, I shall give as best I can. Now...start!
For those of you who don't know, this first fic, The Broken Cat, was actually supposed to be a chapter in Amaurot, my multi-chapter Marble Hornets fic. But alas...I figured it was too explicit for that time and place. So. Here it is.
People may have already read the unedited version, but it has been revised quite a bit. Yay! Enjoy! Haha I'm gonna get so banned for this!
Rating: Rated M for explicit sexytimes
Pairing: Tim/Jay
Summary: After Tim beats the shit outta Hoody, Jay is so smitten by his rescuer that he just has to...
Enjoy. Or don't!
1 - The Broken Cat
The forest was motionless in the still-wet haze of swirling mist. With his back against the rough bark of a tree, Jay shivered under Tim's gaze.
"Sh...shit Jay," Tim breathed, surveying the mess of a man beneath him.
"Uh! Uhm, what?" Jay squirmed, eyes darting to examine a blade of grass.
"You...just look nice without a shirt on. I mean, right now, with you blushing and stuff I can't - it's just really hard to..." Tim licked his lips. "Function."
"Oh," Jay's fingers, still tangled in Tim's hair, loosened a bit. His mouth opened and closed in search of a response. Tim just smiled, bringing his face back down to meet Jay's.
Mouth recaptured, any words that were going to be said were forgotten. Jay let Tim suck gently on his bottom lip, and kissed back when he could. His breath was growing shallow again. The softness of Tim's mouth - the slight tease of tongue - was fucking unbearable.
He's so w-warm and wet...
God Jay wanted it. Did Tim know how much he wanted it? He hoped that he knew.
He found it unutterably hard to think about anything besides the large, warm hands that were squeezing his hips. The heavy, even pressure was delightful. Jay wheezed as Tim broke the kiss, swallowing air in heated gulps. He heard a chuckle, and Tim leaned forward. Their fronts touched. They brushed for a moment.
"Ah!" Jay shuddered at the spark of contact, heat immediately rushing to his groin. His hips swung forward, eager for the feeling of Tim's weight against him. Jay closed his eyes for a moment, begging silently for more of the same sweet friction.
Tim pulled away, breath ragged, grinning. Jay's eyes widened as the bigger man repositioned himself between his legs. Jay could see beads of sweat trickling down his neck. Then - he gasps loudly as Tim grinds into him, strong hips abruptly pushing up against his own. Fuck. Jay feels his own back arch, hands slipping to grip Tim's shoulders. A broken moan leaves Jay's mouth as Tim holds him down.
"Yes," Tim hissed, rocking back and forth slightly. Jay's hands were gripping his shoulders with white knuckles. Tim thrusts against Jay again, satisfied by the way the smaller man's face becomes strained in pleasure. So cute. God was he cute. So small and vulnerable...
Tim bent lower, rolling his hips forward roughly. Jay gasped, head thrown back in pleasured-pain. Tim could feel the camera man's erection hard and hot against his. He dipped his face down to lick at Jay's fluttering pulse, kiss at his flushed face. Jay whimpered in response, clutching Tim with desperation.
"T-tim, please -" Jay begged, trying to pull Tim closer.
"Hm?" Tim straightened up slightly, resisting Jay's tug. A dark smile flashing across his face.
It was alright to be a little mean, right? Sure it was.
His voice grew huskier. "You're asking so sweetly...but exactly what are you asking for?"
Another rock of the hips sent a cry careening from Jay's lips. The smaller man's erection was straining against the fabric withholding it. He feebly tried to wiggle out of his pants, moving his hips upwards helplessly in an attempt to relieve some tension. Jay didn't know. He just didn't know any more, these feelings were too much, too good, too hot and Tim's mouth was suddenly at the side of his head. Jay shuddered at the heated breath.
"C'mon Jay. Say it," Tim cooed, rowing into Jay mercilessly. The smaller man moaned, eyes flickering open to reveal their lustful depths. The blush on his face was precious, and Tim couldn't help but notice how far the man's pants were slipping down his legs. His boxers were showing, and Tim could clearly see - yeah. Those definitely needed to come off. But for now...
"Hah - nnh! Ah - I want - " Jay stammered, clawing at Tim's shoulders like a broken cat.
"Hm?" Tim hummed, prompting Jay with the flick of his tongue. "What is it?"
There was a brief silence as Jay's eyes flashed open, cheeks pink, brow furrowed. Then -
"I need your pants off, now!" Jay blurted.
Tim stopped. He stopped and stared down at the man beneath him, who suddenly blushed several shades darker.
"I mean. Um I mean, if that's cool w-with you -" But Jay was already being flipped through the air and onto Tim's lap.
"Well then darling," Tim growled lowly, leaning backwards against his palms. "Let's see you take 'em off."
Jay was frozen on all fours in front of Tim. He watched, mind clouded with arousal as the dark haired man unzipped his jacket and peeled it off his powerful body.
The powerful body of a proxy...
He threw it to the side, the black folds of leather covering the discarded mask.
His mask. Its mask. The other's mask.
Tim's legs were stretched out in front of him. Inviting. He seemed to be reclining peacefully, a devilish smirk curling his mouth. Trembling, Jay eyed the bulge in the bigger man's jeans. Tim's...he wanted to touch it. And perhaps...taste it. Lick it. Take it into his mouth, hot and wet and big, tongue brushing up the side -
"Jay?" Tim's eyes shone darkly in the gray light. His hand reached up to pet the side of the camera man's face. Jay was burning with want. Shuddering pleasantly, Jay nodded his head and leaned down.
He undid the button with his mouth -
- and heard Tim quirk an eyebrow.
Then slowly, he took the zipper in his teeth and dragged it down. Jay exhaled over Tim's boxers, stimulated beyond his own comprehension, and licked at Tim's length through the cloth.
A short sigh from the bigger man.
Then Jay nipped at the former proxy's hips, licking gently above the hem of his boxers. He pulls them down quickly, nails grazing the man's sides. Jay's heart stutters as Tim springs free, hard and ready in the air. Oh. It was more intimidating than he thought it would be. Jay licks his lips while dark eyes watch his every move.
Jay lets a finger brush the tip, and smiles hazily at Tim's grunt. He licks a stripe from the bottom up, and takes the top into his mouth. Then Jay pauses.
Oh fuck, now what? I haven't really done this before. He wants to ask but when he sneaks a glance at Tim's face the look there just makes him blush. Uh...okay let's see...
Jay sucks hard. His fingers work the base of Tim's shaft in even pumps as he swirls his tongue around the top. A hand then curls into Jay's hair, grabbing a fistful, forcing him lower.
"God that's good Jay," Tim rasps. His fingers wind deeper, pulling through the brown hair, causing Jay to mewl softly around his shaft. "Good, Jay."
Jay's cheeks heat at the satisfaction of being praised. He moves his head up and down slowly at first, stopping when Tim hits the back of his throat. Then, guided by the rough hand, he starts to go faster, sucking long and hard at the top while his tongue flicks over the slit. Tim is muttering incoherently and Jay hums along his length, mind-numbingly hot in his own discomfort. Grazing his teeth up the side gently draws out a low moan from the dark haired man. Gently kneading the balls underneath, Jay popped Tim out of his mouth for a second and kissed up the little bead of pre-cum that had started to form.
He looks dazedly at Tim, whose eyes were now burning dangerously. A final lick just beneath the head of Tim's member makes the bigger man jolt and tighten his grip in Jay's hair. He grits his teeth and pulls Jay on top of him. A hand slides Jay's pants the rest of the way off, the other squeezing at his rump beneath his boxers. Jay settles himself on Tim's hips, whining at the sensation of Tim's hands on his ass.
He is so stiff it's mind-blowing. Jay just barely realizes that he's rubbing himself against Tim's erection. His hands splay out over the man's chest, twitching with the effort of staying still. He stares down at Tim, helplessly wagging his rump like a lost puppy.
"Tim..." The name leaves his mouth like an open plea. His eyes are clouded and restless.
That's it. That's all Tim can take.
Next second the boxers are off, and he's throwing Jay onto the ground, legs up and over his shoulders, hands pinning him down at the waist. Jay shudders violently as he watches Tim tower over him, the backs of his knees flush against the strong shoulders. The way Tim's muscles rippled beneath his skin was sinful as he brought their hips forward, the contact sending waves of pleasure through Jay's body. He feels Tim prod his hot entrance, and whines as he feels the pre-cum being smoothed around the opening.
"Gk-" Jay makes a strangled noise as Tim starts to press in. "T-tim w-wait-"
Tim winces apologetically at the traces of hurt in Jay's face, but he's too far gone to stop. His eyes were nearly bleeding with love, and all he could see was Jay. Jay, Jay, Jay. The one who has been there for him all along. The one that loves him. The one that he loves. The one that tastes like warm apple cider and feels like the sweetest hell. Tim's Jay. His Jay. He pushes in to the hilt, and whispers an apology. Jay's face is twisted in half-agony, and Tim sees it in full as he sets into a broken pace, thrusting in and out with unbridled ferocity.
Jay's body was on fire. His passage clenched tightly around Tim, lack of lubrication sending spirals of pain up and around his body. He grasped at the wet ground around him, trying his hardest to keep the tears from slipping out.
Yet Tim continued to pound into the writhing man, shifting his angle with harsh determination. Until suddenly, Jay's body jerked.
There.
Yes, Tim knew he had hit something good when Jay's head snapped backwards, mouth open and spewing a pleasant string of curses, clawing at Tim's chest and clenching hard around his shaft.
"What the fu-"
Tim cut off Jay's cry with another harsh thrust, and shifted into a brisk rhythm. His hands found the fine lines of Jay's torso, and slid over to tease rosebud nipples. The body beneath him quivered.
Molten gold was pooling in Jay's belly as Tim filled him over and over and over again. His passage was slick with precum and sufficiently tight around Tim's cock. His hands scrabbled against Tim's chest, desperate for something to grasp and hold onto.
Tim's hand slid down slyly to wrap around Jay's neglected erection. Jay yelped, honeyed ecstasy bursting through his lower abdomen. He almost let go right then and there. But Tim's hand was slow and steady, drawing him out for as long as he could last.
"Timhhhnnn-" Jay cried out, as Tim rammed into him with renewed ferocity. Jay cried out pitifully every thrust, the spot inside him being hit in repetition without remorse. Shocks of pleasure coursed through his veins. His blood was like magma and his heart was soaring. The camera man felt his abdomen tighten as he reached his end.
Jay slipped into a soft mantra; an endless song of Tim's name. Tim couldn't get enough of it. He felt himself getting close and snarled so deeply in his throat he scared himself. He prepared to finish them both up, hips and hand speeding up in sync. His voice trembled gruffly into Jay's shoulder.
"Fuck, Jay. I love you. Jay, I love you -"
A final thrust and pump of hand sent them both far over the edge. Tim came full and thick inside Jay, who whined, splattering his shaking stomach with his own seed. Tim rode his orgasm out, groaning as he felt some pearly liquid slip out against him. He withdrew carefully, heart still battering inside his chest.
Jay gasped airily, chest still heaving. He buzzed with a pleasant feeling.
"Huh." He said breathily as Tim collapsed beside him.
"Yeah." Tim sighed.
Exhaustion set in and Tim wrapped his arms snugly around Jay's waist.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could've sworn he'd seen Hoody's arm move.
But...then again...they could worry about that later.
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