Rating: R **m/m slash**
Disclaimers: I don't own them and none of this never happened. This is all just a product of my delusional mind
Notes: Sequel to 'I Don't Suck!'. Edge just seems so insistent that Kurt does suck...
~~~You Suck!~~~
Panting... heavy breathing... soft kissing noises. Bedsprings creak.
A heady moan and a breathy whisper. "Oh, yeah. C'mon baby do it for me..."
A sharp cry of protest and bedsprings creaking again. "Ow! Darn it, Edge, you poked me in the eye!"
A sigh, the sound of near infinite patience being stretched too thin. "Kurt, you were the one who insisted on doing this in complete darkness."
"I can't go through with it if I have to see what I'm putting in my mouth!"
Another sigh. Bodies shifting. "There."
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this."
"Kurt, you promised!"
Muttering. "Alright, alright."
Grumbling, more muttering... then, a wordless cry of pleasure. Sucking noises... soft moaning.
"That's it baby, suck me off... C'mon, take a little more-"
A popping noise, a groan of disappointment.
"Edge! Stop pushing my face down! I can't put anymore in."
"You can take more than just the head, Kurt!"
Petulant voice. "I'll choke!"
A voice struggling to keep its composure. "You will not choke, Kurt. Just take a little bit more."
Silence.
"Please?"
"Alright, but stop pushing on my head, or I'll throw up."
Bedsprings creaking... bodies shifting again. Sucking noises resume... moaning, cries of pleasure. Sucking faster, louder moans, cries more intense... a body writhing in pleasure.
"Kurt, oh god, yes! So good, oh yeah... keep going, oh I'm so close!"
Another popping noise, a loud cry of protest.
"Goddamit Kurt, what the fuck! Don't stop now! What the hell are you doing?"
A whine. "I don't want that stuff in my mouth!"
A loud groan, muffled swearing.
"You don't have to swallow- you can spit it out later. Just get your goddamed ass back here and finish me!"
Petulant voice. "You don't have to swear at me!"
Another sigh, patience being stretched to its breaking point.
"I'm sorry I swore at you, baby. You were doing so good, please come back and finish."
A sniffle.
"Please, baby? I swear I'm sorry."
Silence.
Patience snapping.
A roar. "Kurt!!"
Sulky voice. "Alright, fine."
Bedsprings creaking, bodies shifting, sucking noises resume. A sigh of contentment, then pleasure. Moans and whimpers of pleasure begin again... soft mewling noises. Fingers scraping the headboard... grabbing sheets... searching for anything to hold on to.
"Oh Kurt, you're so good... that's it, suck me off baby. Oh god, yeah! I'm coming- Kuuuurt!"
A voice cries its release, a body twists in pleasure.
A popping noise. The bedsprings creak... a thud as feet hit the floor running. A flash of light as the bathroom door flies open then slams closed again. Distant sounds of spitting... gagging noises. Water running... gargling.
An exasperated sigh from the bed.
"Christian never bitched this much... I never should have let him leave me..."