Title: Maricon
Author: Bree
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Alonzo reinforces Miguel's masculinity
Author's notes: 's are equal to emphasis on a word
"He's been in another fight," Alonzo though, putting down his
magazine and watching Miguel storm into their pod. After pacing for
a few moments Miguel sat on his bunk, silently fuming.
"What's wrong querido?" Alonzo asked, concern in his voice, moving
forward to stroke Miguel's hair. Miguel stiffened and jerked away
from Alonzo's touch.
"Oh, that's what this is about." Alonzo thought and sighed
inwardly before leaning forward and nuzzling Miguel's neck, feeling
him resist yet respond to his touch nonetheless. Placing soft kisses
in the crook of Miguel's neck and along Miguel's sharply turned jaw,
Alonzo stroked his hands lightly upward over Miguel's stomach before
dropping to his knees in front of him. Edging up Miguel's wifebeater
with one hand and his pants down with the other, Alonzo continued
his ministrations over Miguel's waist, down, down until he reached
Miguel's stiffening cock. Alonzo felt Miguel moan and arch into his
mouth, strong hands traveling over his shoulders and through his
hair, coming to rest on the back of his neck, holding his head in
place as he thrust upwards, fucking Alonzo's welcoming mouth.
Holding him roughly in place, thrusts becoming erratic as he came
down Alonzo's throat, forceful and strong, masculine and macho, ever
bit a man. One final moan and shudder and Miguel pulled Alonzo
upward for a quick kiss before leaving their pod, rejuvenated.
"My baby's no maricon."