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moit_ficsTitle: Off-Kilter
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moit
Pairing: Casey/OMC, Zeke
Fandom: Faculty
Rating: hard R
Genre: Angst, smut
Warnings: slash
Summary: Sequel tohoneyandvinegar's Access Denied, though it's really more of a "part 2."
Word Count:
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mmom #3
Author's Note: Before I went to bed, babes, as promised. ♥
Zeke made it to the bathroom in record time. He fumbled his pants down. It only took two strokes and he was coming with a loud cry. He braced his hands on the sink, staring at his reflection with a mixture of confusion and satisfaction. He hadn’t even bothered to lock the fucking door. Not that anyone had strayed from the pseudo-romantic atmosphere of the homecoming dance other than Casey and his . . . date. He looked at his reflection one last time after cleaning himself up. He snorted and walked out of the bathroom, shaking his head.
Upstairs, Casey came silently down Nico’s talented throat. He wanted to scream his pleasure down the halls, if only to spite Zeke, but he also didn’t want them to get caught.
Nico kissed Casey while rebutting his slacks for him. Casey could taste himself on Nico’s tongue, but to his surprise, it only fueled his desire. But when he reached for Nico’s belt, Nico stilled his fingers with gentle hands.
“Let’s wait until we get back to my place. My parents are gone for a few days, remember?”
“Yeah,” Casey sighed, thoughts of what they could get up to—sex!—at Nico’s house.
“So was that him?” Nico asked, placing a series of kisses along the length of Casey’s throat.
“Who?”
“That guy.”
“What guy?”
Nico stopped kissing Casey’s neck and stared at him.
“Oh . . . Zeke. Yes. Sorry, I can’t think with you kissing me like that,” Casey said, running his hands up and down Nico’s bare arms.
“He’s cute.”
“He’s straight.”
Nico’s eyebrows shot up. “Did you see him watching me suck your cock? I bet he ran off to go have a wank. That boy is no more straight than you or I.”
Casey pushed Nico away and reached for his shirt. “I really don’t want to talk about him right now. He turned me down flat, remember?”
Nico looked hurt and Casey suddenly felt bad for his behavior.
“Can we just go?”
“Sure,” Nico replied, sounding much less enthusiastic than he had a minute ago.
Casey sighed and followed him out of the school. He couldn’t get his mind off Zeke, and it was completely unnerving. In the privacy of his mind, Casey wasn’t sure if he got off so quickly because it was Nico’s mouth on his cock, or if it was because Zeke was watching.
Author:
moitPairing: Casey/OMC, Zeke
Fandom: Faculty
Rating: hard R
Genre: Angst, smut
Warnings: slash
Summary: Sequel to
honeyandvinegar's Access Denied, though it's really more of a "part 2."Word Count:
Challenge:
mmom #3Author's Note: Before I went to bed, babes, as promised. ♥
Zeke made it to the bathroom in record time. He fumbled his pants down. It only took two strokes and he was coming with a loud cry. He braced his hands on the sink, staring at his reflection with a mixture of confusion and satisfaction. He hadn’t even bothered to lock the fucking door. Not that anyone had strayed from the pseudo-romantic atmosphere of the homecoming dance other than Casey and his . . . date. He looked at his reflection one last time after cleaning himself up. He snorted and walked out of the bathroom, shaking his head.
Upstairs, Casey came silently down Nico’s talented throat. He wanted to scream his pleasure down the halls, if only to spite Zeke, but he also didn’t want them to get caught.
Nico kissed Casey while rebutting his slacks for him. Casey could taste himself on Nico’s tongue, but to his surprise, it only fueled his desire. But when he reached for Nico’s belt, Nico stilled his fingers with gentle hands.
“Let’s wait until we get back to my place. My parents are gone for a few days, remember?”
“Yeah,” Casey sighed, thoughts of what they could get up to—sex!—at Nico’s house.
“So was that him?” Nico asked, placing a series of kisses along the length of Casey’s throat.
“Who?”
“That guy.”
“What guy?”
Nico stopped kissing Casey’s neck and stared at him.
“Oh . . . Zeke. Yes. Sorry, I can’t think with you kissing me like that,” Casey said, running his hands up and down Nico’s bare arms.
“He’s cute.”
“He’s straight.”
Nico’s eyebrows shot up. “Did you see him watching me suck your cock? I bet he ran off to go have a wank. That boy is no more straight than you or I.”
Casey pushed Nico away and reached for his shirt. “I really don’t want to talk about him right now. He turned me down flat, remember?”
Nico looked hurt and Casey suddenly felt bad for his behavior.
“Can we just go?”
“Sure,” Nico replied, sounding much less enthusiastic than he had a minute ago.
Casey sighed and followed him out of the school. He couldn’t get his mind off Zeke, and it was completely unnerving. In the privacy of his mind, Casey wasn’t sure if he got off so quickly because it was Nico’s mouth on his cock, or if it was because Zeke was watching.
