Fic: Two Can Play That Game
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Written for:sleepygoof8784
Pairing/characters: Karl/Zoe
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Zoe has a daddy kink, and Karl is a natural fit for her.
Warnings: Smutty wallsexings
Disclaimer: I do not own either of these people...I just play...
AN: written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
trekrpfexchange. I don't write good het...sorry.
Two Can Play That Game
His narrowed eyes watch her from the other side of the room. She can feel them boring into her bare back.
She loves the darkness of him, this evil, smirking image of him. She loves his aggression and the passion with which he does everything. She loves his voice, especially when he speaks low, almost growling.
She purposely lays a soft hand on Chris’s arm, leaning forward deliberately to listen to what he is telling her. She can feel his glare and she can see Chris’s date, watching them closely.
She laughs at Chris’s joke, tossing her raven hair back over her shoulder and giving a full throated laugh that floats over the heads of the company to her watchers ears.
She sees Chris’s date turn away, hurt on her face and she sees her watcher make his way over to her and touch her on the arm. She feels anger and hot jealousy coursing through her and so asks Chris to dance.
He agrees and the two of them walk out on the dance floor. She can feel two pairs of eyes on her; one pair angry one pair anguished.
~*~
He watches her flirt with the actor through narrowed eyes. He doesn’t like things he considers as his own slipping out of his control.
He loves her mischievousness and her dark sense of fun. He loves her intelligence and the shifty way her mind works. He loves her light and her shade and he loves it when they play their games.
Except for now.
He watches her rest her hand lightly on the younger man’s arm and he clenches his fist. The minx was challenging him, daring him to break and show how much he cared that she was flirting with someone else. He would not break…
Pine makes a joke and she laughs, satiny raven locks flowing over her bare ebony shoulder. His eyes are riveted on her skin, on her laughing red mouth, on her dancing dark eyes.
He notices Pine’s date turn away from the pair of them and sees the pain that her flirtation has caused. A few people call him heartless, but they are the people who don’t know him very well.
He walks over to her and takes her by the arm, murmuring soft comfort and explanation in her ear and her bright blue green eyes look up at him with hope and with trust.
He is angry that her games have caused this pain, but he knows that whatever he does do the game must go on. As the other pair walk onto the dance floor, he scowls darkly.
~*~
She knows he will come but is surprised when he does. Her door bangs open and then closed again and suddenly she feels herself up against a wall with his mouth on hers and his hands firmly around her waist.
His mouth is hot and demanding and as always she finds herself arching into him, submitting to him and revelling in his power. His hands are rough on her smooth skin and she shudders with delight as he uses them to the best effect.
He growls soft words in her ear, his hand moving up to cup her breast and her moan his only answer. She hisses as his fingers twist her nipples, her entire body erupting into dark flames.
She feels the cold brick wall behind her, his hand on her arse as she arches desperately against him. With abandon, her hands move under his shirt, her nails raking across his warm flesh.
He growls softly and pushes her against the wall hard, his erection obvious as he moves between her legs. She feels his fingers brush softly against her cheek and she is surprised and touched
His eyes darken and he pushes against her as her hand moves to cup him through his jeans. She squeezes him with a smirk, need burning through her.
~*~
She begs, crying out for him to fuck her. He smirks delightedly watching her pretty face as he does so, his smirk telling her that he likes hearing her talk dirty.
After that, everything happens fast. He lifts her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he moves his cock against her. He smirks and stays still and when she’s practically begging him to take her, he moves suddenly, thrusting deep inside her.
He slowly starts to move, in and out, her body moving to meet his thrusts, needing more. The speed increases as they kiss, tongues and lips, hands moving, his body consumed with pleasure.
His hand is squeezing her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple. She squeezes his cock with her muscles, and she is rewarded by his moan. His lips claim hers as he sinks deep into her, exploding at the same instant that she comes screaming his name.
He pulls away after a moment and kisses her gently.
“Daddy…” she whispers softly, her hand stroking his cheek. “Karl...”
He smiles at her and then his mouth curls into the sexy smirk she loves so much and he bites her ear before growling,
“I don’t want to see you flirting with another man again. Just remember my sweet, two can play that game.”
miss_m_cricketWritten for:
sleepygoof8784Pairing/characters: Karl/Zoe
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Zoe has a daddy kink, and Karl is a natural fit for her.
Warnings: Smutty wallsexings
Disclaimer: I do not own either of these people...I just play...
AN: written for the
trekrpfexchange. I don't write good het...sorry.Two Can Play That Game
His narrowed eyes watch her from the other side of the room. She can feel them boring into her bare back.
She loves the darkness of him, this evil, smirking image of him. She loves his aggression and the passion with which he does everything. She loves his voice, especially when he speaks low, almost growling.
She purposely lays a soft hand on Chris’s arm, leaning forward deliberately to listen to what he is telling her. She can feel his glare and she can see Chris’s date, watching them closely.
She laughs at Chris’s joke, tossing her raven hair back over her shoulder and giving a full throated laugh that floats over the heads of the company to her watchers ears.
She sees Chris’s date turn away, hurt on her face and she sees her watcher make his way over to her and touch her on the arm. She feels anger and hot jealousy coursing through her and so asks Chris to dance.
He agrees and the two of them walk out on the dance floor. She can feel two pairs of eyes on her; one pair angry one pair anguished.
~*~
He watches her flirt with the actor through narrowed eyes. He doesn’t like things he considers as his own slipping out of his control.
He loves her mischievousness and her dark sense of fun. He loves her intelligence and the shifty way her mind works. He loves her light and her shade and he loves it when they play their games.
Except for now.
He watches her rest her hand lightly on the younger man’s arm and he clenches his fist. The minx was challenging him, daring him to break and show how much he cared that she was flirting with someone else. He would not break…
Pine makes a joke and she laughs, satiny raven locks flowing over her bare ebony shoulder. His eyes are riveted on her skin, on her laughing red mouth, on her dancing dark eyes.
He notices Pine’s date turn away from the pair of them and sees the pain that her flirtation has caused. A few people call him heartless, but they are the people who don’t know him very well.
He walks over to her and takes her by the arm, murmuring soft comfort and explanation in her ear and her bright blue green eyes look up at him with hope and with trust.
He is angry that her games have caused this pain, but he knows that whatever he does do the game must go on. As the other pair walk onto the dance floor, he scowls darkly.
~*~
She knows he will come but is surprised when he does. Her door bangs open and then closed again and suddenly she feels herself up against a wall with his mouth on hers and his hands firmly around her waist.
His mouth is hot and demanding and as always she finds herself arching into him, submitting to him and revelling in his power. His hands are rough on her smooth skin and she shudders with delight as he uses them to the best effect.
He growls soft words in her ear, his hand moving up to cup her breast and her moan his only answer. She hisses as his fingers twist her nipples, her entire body erupting into dark flames.
She feels the cold brick wall behind her, his hand on her arse as she arches desperately against him. With abandon, her hands move under his shirt, her nails raking across his warm flesh.
He growls softly and pushes her against the wall hard, his erection obvious as he moves between her legs. She feels his fingers brush softly against her cheek and she is surprised and touched
His eyes darken and he pushes against her as her hand moves to cup him through his jeans. She squeezes him with a smirk, need burning through her.
~*~
She begs, crying out for him to fuck her. He smirks delightedly watching her pretty face as he does so, his smirk telling her that he likes hearing her talk dirty.
After that, everything happens fast. He lifts her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he moves his cock against her. He smirks and stays still and when she’s practically begging him to take her, he moves suddenly, thrusting deep inside her.
He slowly starts to move, in and out, her body moving to meet his thrusts, needing more. The speed increases as they kiss, tongues and lips, hands moving, his body consumed with pleasure.
His hand is squeezing her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple. She squeezes his cock with her muscles, and she is rewarded by his moan. His lips claim hers as he sinks deep into her, exploding at the same instant that she comes screaming his name.
He pulls away after a moment and kisses her gently.
“Daddy…” she whispers softly, her hand stroking his cheek. “Karl...”
He smiles at her and then his mouth curls into the sexy smirk she loves so much and he bites her ear before growling,
“I don’t want to see you flirting with another man again. Just remember my sweet, two can play that game.”
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Date: 2009-10-17 01:13 am (UTC)This is dark and seductive and perfect in many ways. I LOVE his eyes on her from across the room!
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Date: 2009-10-17 04:16 am (UTC)I love the pacing in this line here, it's just so spot-on to move the sensation along at a suitably hot speed:
"Her door bangs open and then closed again and suddenly she feels herself up against a wall with his mouth on hers and his hands firmly around her waist." ♥