Nate saw Brad’s eyes get wide and then narrow. “I think you’d best put your tongue to good use, Sir,” Brad said, rolling onto his back and presenting his ass to Nate. “And your fingers.” It sounded like Brad was challenging Nate; like Brad was daring Nate to back down from fucking him because he was scared he’d hurt Brad.
Nate slowly and deliberately opened Brad’s ass (“More,” Brad had growled until Nate put a third finger to work) — he didn’t even need to stroke himself to hardness because Brad’s enthusiastic willingness to take his girth in his ass was exciting enough. When he pressed in, Brad didn’t even flinch; he just bore down and took Nate to the hilt, never breaking eye contact once.
fav. generation kill characters: #5 — Nate Fick
Generation Kill AU, Brad and Nate met at a bar.
“Some party you got there.”
“Yeah. We’re celebrating.”
“Is it the end of semester already?”
“We’re not in college. We’re from the 22nd Precinct.”
“Are you even old enough to handle a gun?
“I’m old enough to handle a drunk grunt on a libo.”
“How do you know I’m in the service?”
“Will you be more surprise if I also know that you’re trying to flirt with me?”
“I..”
“You’ve been staring at me from across the bar the whole night. If you think I didn’t notice, then you’re wrong.”
“So much for my reconnaissance skill. Guess I really am drunk.”
“Nah, I’m just that good of a cop.”
L’Homme Nate (Generation Kill, Brad/Nate, R, AU)
Nathaniel Fick is not a happy man. He’s had what could only be called “a bad week”.
For a start, he’s supposed to be dead by an assassin’s hand.Assassin Nate. Oh god yes.
That’s all I really have to say. This is short but… not sweet. Hmm. Sizzling? short but sizzling? That totally counts. Anyway, just go. Go read!
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