Random bluepulse drabbles. Some may be more risque than others.
A/N: Nothing fancy, just trying out writing short snippets instead of long, detailed AUs. As always, I love hearing what you think! Unbetaed. Story image by the wonderful TestChambers! Thanks for reading my fic!
The Little Things
Jaime loved everything about his boyfriend, from the little sounds he made when Jaime touched him; to the way he lightly tugged one of Jaime's fingers when he wanted to let him know he was horny. But there was one thing that drove Jaime crazy, and he was slightly embarrassed to admit it. He loved the smell of Bart's pubic hair, especially when he was aroused. The sweet and salty fragrance mixed with the heady scent of arousal was like an aphrodisiac to him.
Nuzzling into his boyfriend's crotch, Jaime relished the whimpers that resonated through Bart's lithe body as his nose brushed close to sensitive areas.
"Hnng, Jaime," Bart panted. Jaime loved the way his name sounded when Bart moaned it like that, but he wasn't ready to give Bart what he wanted quite yet. Inhaling Bart's sweet scent, Jaime licked the tender place where his thigh met his crotch, suckling and nibbling on it until the form beneath him was trembling in ecstasy.
Bart wailed and Jaime could feel his cock twitching against his ear.
"Touch me, Jaime," he pleaded, the fingers not embedded in cotton sheets, lightly tugging on his thick, dark hair.
Well, when he asked so nicely… Jaime turned to mouth the base of Bart's dick, tongue lazily stroking the underside. The hips beneath him bucked at the contact, instinctually trying to elicit more friction from Jaime's awaiting mouth. Instead, Jaime stopped what he was doing to hold down his boyfriend's hips, removing his mouth to tut-tut against his boyfriend's inner thigh. Bart whined again, garbled obscenities falling from parted lips.
"Jaime!" He was very frustrated now.
Jaime chuckled before returning to his ministrations. He really did love everything about his boyfriend.