Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Pinned ❯ Pinned ( Chapter 1 )

Pinned
An Alec Vincent fic by Setsuna Jikan
[dedicated to grisom]


They crashed into their room, hands grappling, trying to diverge the other of clothing as fast as possible. Vincent slammed Alec into the wall, kicking the door shut behind him as he moved in to ravage Alec's neck. Alec moaned helplessly, fingers tangling in Vincent's hair, pulling him flush against himself. Vincent pulled away from the mark he was making on Alec's neck, kissing him deeply, finger's fumbling with his belt. He pulled Alec's loose jeans and boxers down, grabbing Alec and giving him a rough stroke; Alec bucked forward.
"Fucking tease..." he breathed, glaring into laughing red eyes. He made to shove Vincent away, growling when his hands were forced upwards. His t-shirt was shoved up above his head, the blue material tying his hands to the metal coat hanger attached to the wall. He struggled, trying to free himself; Vincent dropped to his knees, nuzzling Alec's hip bone and exhaling softly. Alec stopped struggling, gasping. "Vincent..."
Vincent looked up into green eyes dazed with desire; he smirked and licked Alec's arousal. Alec groaned, head falling back as his hips tried to move forward. Vincent's mouth surrounded his length, sucking slowly. Alec could barely breathe, choking on his own gasps and moans. He let out a low keening noise, wanting more. Needed more. Vincent reached a hand up to stroke Alec's cheek, sliding his fingers into his open, gasping mouth. Eagerly, Alec sucked on those digits, mimicking what Vincent was doing to him , making sure they were slick. Vincent moaned around Alec, pulling his fingers from his mouth. He slid one into Alec, stretching him, making sure he'd be ready enough. By the time he had three fingers thrusting in and out, he'd found Alec's prostate and was relentlessly hitting it with each thrust. Alec was groaning, arms pulling uselessly at the hook above his head, wanting to clutch at the man tourturing him.
"Vincent," he begged, groaning when Vincent hit his prostate again. "Please, stop teasing me! Please! Christ," he swore, arching upwards as he felt himself drawing close to climax; Vincent pulled back and grabbed his base.
"Nope, not yet," he admonished, licking a trail across Alec's flushed cheek to his ear, thrusting his tongue in once. Alec whined, straining towards Vincent, trying to get some--any--relief. Using one hand, Vincent shucked his own pants, kicking them across the room as he spit on his hand, slicking his member up quick. Bracing Alec, he thrust all the way in, giving Alec a few moments to adjust before drawing almost all the way out, thrusting in deep again.
Alec cried out, head swimming, sparks crackling and dancing before his eyes. His legs clutched weakly around Vincent's waist. He was so close, past it, but he couldn't come. Vincent wouldn't let him. He dimly was aware of the tears that were flowing down his cheeks as he gasped in air, head slamming into the wall. Vincent leaned in to kiss his cheek, lapping at the salty drops.
"Shh..shh..." he soothed, still placing gentle kisses across his cheek while slamming into him. Alec gasped as his shirt started to stretch, bringing him down on Vincent harder, legs tightening in reaction. Vincent grunted and moved to give Alec more support, still pounding in. He could feel Alec's shuddering breaths more than he could hear them; the man was past his limits. Feeling himself growing close he let go of Alec's straining erection. Alec gasped, coming almost immediately, clenching tightly around Vincent, milking him into an orgasm. They stood there on weak legs, trying to get their breath back. Alec squirmed, arms starting to hurt and ache. Vincent lifted him up and untied the shirt, making sure Alec didn't fall from the lack of support. Holding him against his chest, leg still weakly wrapped around his waist; Vincent made his way to the bed and collapsed on top of it, Vincent still buried all the way in Alec. Shifting them around Vincent fixed that little problem and turned Alec around, pulling him flush against his chest, grabbing the blanket with one hand and throwing it over them. Alec snorted, knocking his head back against Vincent's shoulder.
"Get me a cigarette, Vincent," he asked, holding a hand palm up. Vincent chuckled and grabbed a pack of the side table, drawing two sticks out. Flicking on his Zippo he lit them, passing one over to Alec. They lay there, sated, just smoking in the bed. Drawing on his cigarette, Alec shot Vincent a look.
"What the hell was with me being hung up on that damn hook?" he asked calmly; Vincent shrugged.
"It was sexy. Did I hurt you?" Alec thought about it and shrugged.
"Not really. I was just curious." He extinguished the butt of his smoke on a crystal ashtray, rolling back over to face Vincent. In a rare show of affection, he wrapped his arms around Vincent's neck, burying his face in his chest. Vincent brought up his free hand to stroke at Alec's soft blonde hair. "That was good."
He smiled, putting his butt in a glass. "Yeah, it was." He hugged Alec close, pressing his face against that soft hair. Alec yawned, nuzzling Vincent's shoulder.
"Later, we have to figure out where my glasses went during all that or your dead," he informed Vincent sleepily; Vincent smirked.
"Oh, like it's all my fault," he said sarcastically and Alec nodded.
"Yep." They lay there silent for a few moments. Just as he was drifting off, Alec murmured "Love ya Vin'ent..." Vincent smiled and pulled Alec closer.
"Love ya too, kid."

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AN: Hehehe, I wrote this mainly on Friday, finishing up here and there. Basically, while trying to figure out what to write for grisom for her birthday (obviously smutty), Alec and Vincent kept stealing the limelight. So to appease them I decided to write them having hot steamy vertical sex. Hopefully I now can write some Ian and Arashi goodness! ^^ Though in the meantime this is dedicated to grisom. Cause she rocks and stuff. WOOT! Heh, gay sex biotches!
Sets, out!
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