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ofvanityThis is nobody's fault but my own. =D I love this pairing, but going through the comms and the inception_kink delicious meme, there is just too much serious hero worship, idolizing, I-Have-Kids-And-A-Past-Wife drama. Don't get me wrong, I love the fics where the build-up is slow and perfect and 30k+ in length, but sometimes, I just want this. In case you're wondering, yes, this is what I thought about when I watching the movie.
This is my first time writing daddy!kink, but I definitely see a future in it. There's something vile and delicious about it. At least, for me.
Title: Lanterns
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ofvanity
Pairings: Arthur/Cobb
Word Count: 1500~
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Daddy!kink, hints of underage sex, D/S undertones, dirty talk, abuse of common phrases.
Disclaimers: I claim no ownership of the bountiful Inception kingdom nor of it's beautiful rulers, (i.e., King Nolan, Prince Arthur, etc, etc.). I am merely a peasant.
Author's Note: Well, sometimes. I go on this raging Arthur/Cobb binge. Then things like this happen.
Summary: Cobb wakes up, with his face pressed into the keyboard and a hand unbuckling his belt. -
Cobb wakes up, with his face pressed into the keyboard of his laptop and a hand unbuckling his belt. For a second, he forgets where he is but the laptop’s glower brings it all back. He fell asleep typing that paper--but it’s due next week so falling asleep on it isn’t too bad. He wipes sleep from his eyes and closes the laptop, ignoring the document he’s ruined by pressing his face into the keys, he can fix it later. Right now, he’s more interested in the hand working its way into his jeans.
He swivels around and Arthur immediately catches his mouth, sucking on his tongue when he gives in. Arthur pulls him up and leads him to the bed. He moans into the kiss, sounding like something between surprise and pleasure. Arthur kisses him slow and dirty with anticipation and Cobb is starting to lose all his thoughts. When they break, Cobb finally looks into his eyes, wild with lust and has a clear thought, “What time is it?”
Arthur shrugs, “About eight. I let myself in.”
Cobb pulls his shirt over his head, “Don’t you have school today?”
Arthur latches his mouth on Cobb’s chest, sucking a wet path across his shoulders and collarbone. Breathless, he shrugs a shirt off his shoulders and edges out of his jeans. “I, uh, called in sick. If you forge the signature on my doctor’s note, I’ll be fine. Don’t you have Econ?”
Cobb slips off his own jeans, followed by both of their briefs and eases Arthur back onto the bed. “Yeah, maybe.”
Before Arthur can respond, Cobb is licking and biting at his lower lip, and Arthur is making those sweet little noises Cobb loves. When he moves to Arthur’s neck, he hears, “You’re not going to miss it are you?”
Cobb stops, “Do you care?”
“You should.”
“Says the truant high-schooler,” Cobb snorts and returns his attention to Arthur’s jaw.
Arthur laughs lightheartedly and shifts his thigh against the heat of Cobb’s erection, bringing Cobb back to his mouth. Arthur bucks up into his stomach, rubbing trails of precome against the already slick skin. “You should still go to class.”
“You know what, baby boy?” Cobb slinks down, kissing a wet path down to suck on Arthur’s navel. Arthur arches, moaning loudly and sucking his bottom lip into his mouth, forgetting his train of thought. “Be quiet about my classes and let me fuck you.”
Arthur groans, he loves it when they play this game, and Cobb is licking and sucking obscenely right at the skin inside his thigh. “Yeah, daddy, daddy just fuck me.”
Cobb licks a broad stripe from Arthur’s hip to the top of his pubic hair, nuzzling his stubble into the mess of curls. “I think you forgot something, baby boy.” He nuzzles lower, holding Arthur’s hips down firmly so the touch stays feather light.
Arthur arches, whining, “Please, daddy. Please, I want it so bad, daddy. Please, mmm yeah.” Cobb runs the tip of his nose along the shaft, breathing hot, short puffs on Arthur’s cock. “Spread your legs for me, baby.”
Arthur obeys instantly, knowing he will be punished if he doesn't, and his thighs fall farther apart, Cobb dips his head and finally takes Arthur into his mouth, reaching to the hilt in one fluid motion. Arthur hisses, gasping and twisting the bed sheets into his hands, “Oh, oh, oh, daddy. Yes, daddy.” Cobb groans into it, tongue swirling and flickering over the slit.
Cobb bobs slowly, tonguing the crown and then taking it to the base in a steady, calculatingly slow rhythm. Arthur is keening, trying desperately to keep still but as Cobb pulls off, he can’t suppress the whine from the bottom of his throat. He goes stock still as Cobb creeps up his body, dragging his chest and stomach across Arthur’s cock in warning. Arthur knows he’s in trouble now. “Was that a protest, Arthur? What did I say about doing that?” Arthur sucks his lower lip into his mouth, “Not to.”
Cobb tsks, “You know what that means, don’t you?”
Arthur frowns, biting down on his lip. “Please don’t punish me, Daddy.”
Cobb smiles fondly, petting Arthur’s hair, where it’s sticky with sweat. “I won’t now but consider this a warning. I’ll let you make it up to me instead.”
Cobb brings his fingers to Arthur’s mouth, tracing the shape of his lips before prying them open, “Suck,” he orders.
Arthur obliges, taking three digits to the third knuckle, slurping obscenely. Cobb moans, rutting himself against the slick planes of Arthur’s hip, coating their bodies further. Arthur doesn’t dare presume he can move, he’s already been warned. His obedience is rewarded with a chaste kiss to his lower lip as Cobb’s hand falls to trace over the puckered ring of muscle at Arthur’s entrance. “Tell me, baby boy, did you do your homework?” Arthur nods urgently. “All of it?”
He bites his lip again, wringing the sheets in his hands, “Yes, Daddy.”
Cobb hums in approval, sliding a finger in to the first knuckle, met with almost no resistance. Arthur’s breath starts puffing tightly and Cobb asks, “Did you practice your violin?”
Arthur huffs in the affirmative and Cobb slides the finger in to the third knuckle. Arthur moans softly, “Please, can I t-touch you, Daddy?”
Cobb hums, “Of course, baby. And your manners are not unappreciated.”
Arthur slides his hands over Cobb’s chest, rubbing circles around Cobb’s pert nipples. Cobb moans softly and dips his head, sucking a mark into the hollow of Arthur’s throat, curling the digit inside him. Arthur’s hitched gasps turn darker, into moans. “Ohhnnyeahah.”
Cobb sucks on Arthur’s collar bone and pushes another finger in to the second knuckle, curling and reaching inside Arthur’s stretched heat. “What about your room? Did you clean it?” Cobb asks just as he grazes over Arthur’s prostate.
Arthur keens, absently pressing into Cobb’s hand, “Yesyesyes, Daddy, I promise.”
“Good boy,” Cobb moans and presses farther in, stretching Arthur farther open.
Arthur’s hands curl around Cobb’s hips as if to keep him in place and moans into the curve of Cobb’s neck, hungry and aching with suppressing his orgasm. Cobb is pressing into that sweet spot with every flex of his fingers and Arthur’s hips are rocking on their own accord, sliding the underside of his cock against Cobb’s stomach. “Can I come--please, let me, ohh, please, Daddy,” he mouth around Cobb’s neck, tasting sweaty skin with the tip of his tongue.
Cobb kisses him, slowly with his tongue fucking into Arthur’s mouth, “I’ll let you come, baby boy. I’ll let you come, just tell me, did you eat your vegetables?”
Arthur shuts his eyes and rocks forth on Cobb’s stomach and back against his blunt nails, his voice is dark and hushed with need, “Yes, Daddy, yes.”
Satisfied with the answer, Cobb curls his fingers a final time and presses another against Arthur’s perineum. Arthur comes with a cry, hands clenching in the sheets again as his toes curl and the orgasm rocks out of him. He only feels the mess of hot liquid all over his chest when Cobb presses a hand to Arthur’s chest, smearing it and coating his hand. Arthur isn’t even fully aware of what’s happening until a thicker weight is pressing against his already loosened entrance.
Arthur moans sweetly into Cobb’s mouth as he pushes past the ring of muscle. Arthur clenches down at first, over sensitized, but when Arthur hears the slap of skin as Cobb’s hip meets the inside of Arthur’s thigh, he can feel himself getting hard again. The bliss hasn’t even worn off and Cobb is slamming into him, and the headboard is slamming into the wall and Arthur could come again, stretched and full.
Arthur arches off the bed, rolling his hips to meet Cobb’s thrust. In his ear, Cobb is panting, “Yeah, baby boy, you’re so good like this, slutty for it, a slut for me with your tight little ass. You like that, baby? You like when I fuck you like this, don’t you, begging for my cock? Tell me, tell me how bad you want it, baby.”
Arthur moans, angling his hips to pull Cobb in deeper. “Yeah, Daddy, there, I love it there, I want it. Fuck me harder, Daddy, harder, please, Daddy, I’m so close, oh, oh, mmmyeah--Daddy fuck me, daddy come in me. I want to feel you come, daddy, please.”
Cobb comes first, his pace having turned brutal and unforgiving until spasms rock through his body. His vision goes white as he spills inside of Arthur, come leaking out a mess around his thighs until Arthur clenches down around him, coming in long streaks between them. He rides him until the end of Arthur’s orgasm, pressing breathy kisses to his jaw until his head stops swimming, “Good boy, such a good boy...”
It takes him a minute to realize that he’s carding his fingers through Arthur’s hair. When his mind is clear again, he lifts himself out of Arthur and lays next to him, pillowing his hands under his head. There’s another moment of silence and Arthur curls around Cobb’s waist, kissing the underside of his arm. Arthur’s breathing deepens and Cobb watches him fall asleep. He considers the merits of cleaning up and getting up, but he can’t be bothered to right now. Instead, he pulls Arthur closer and falls asleep, too.
Title: Lanterns
Author:
ofvanity Pairings: Arthur/Cobb
Word Count: 1500~
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Daddy!kink, hints of underage sex, D/S undertones, dirty talk, abuse of common phrases.
Disclaimers: I claim no ownership of the bountiful Inception kingdom nor of it's beautiful rulers, (i.e., King Nolan, Prince Arthur, etc, etc.). I am merely a peasant.
Author's Note: Well, sometimes. I go on this raging Arthur/Cobb binge. Then things like this happen.
Summary: Cobb wakes up, with his face pressed into the keyboard and a hand unbuckling his belt.
Cobb wakes up, with his face pressed into the keyboard of his laptop and a hand unbuckling his belt. For a second, he forgets where he is but the laptop’s glower brings it all back. He fell asleep typing that paper--but it’s due next week so falling asleep on it isn’t too bad. He wipes sleep from his eyes and closes the laptop, ignoring the document he’s ruined by pressing his face into the keys, he can fix it later. Right now, he’s more interested in the hand working its way into his jeans.
He swivels around and Arthur immediately catches his mouth, sucking on his tongue when he gives in. Arthur pulls him up and leads him to the bed. He moans into the kiss, sounding like something between surprise and pleasure. Arthur kisses him slow and dirty with anticipation and Cobb is starting to lose all his thoughts. When they break, Cobb finally looks into his eyes, wild with lust and has a clear thought, “What time is it?”
Arthur shrugs, “About eight. I let myself in.”
Cobb pulls his shirt over his head, “Don’t you have school today?”
Arthur latches his mouth on Cobb’s chest, sucking a wet path across his shoulders and collarbone. Breathless, he shrugs a shirt off his shoulders and edges out of his jeans. “I, uh, called in sick. If you forge the signature on my doctor’s note, I’ll be fine. Don’t you have Econ?”
Cobb slips off his own jeans, followed by both of their briefs and eases Arthur back onto the bed. “Yeah, maybe.”
Before Arthur can respond, Cobb is licking and biting at his lower lip, and Arthur is making those sweet little noises Cobb loves. When he moves to Arthur’s neck, he hears, “You’re not going to miss it are you?”
Cobb stops, “Do you care?”
“You should.”
“Says the truant high-schooler,” Cobb snorts and returns his attention to Arthur’s jaw.
Arthur laughs lightheartedly and shifts his thigh against the heat of Cobb’s erection, bringing Cobb back to his mouth. Arthur bucks up into his stomach, rubbing trails of precome against the already slick skin. “You should still go to class.”
“You know what, baby boy?” Cobb slinks down, kissing a wet path down to suck on Arthur’s navel. Arthur arches, moaning loudly and sucking his bottom lip into his mouth, forgetting his train of thought. “Be quiet about my classes and let me fuck you.”
Arthur groans, he loves it when they play this game, and Cobb is licking and sucking obscenely right at the skin inside his thigh. “Yeah, daddy, daddy just fuck me.”
Cobb licks a broad stripe from Arthur’s hip to the top of his pubic hair, nuzzling his stubble into the mess of curls. “I think you forgot something, baby boy.” He nuzzles lower, holding Arthur’s hips down firmly so the touch stays feather light.
Arthur arches, whining, “Please, daddy. Please, I want it so bad, daddy. Please, mmm yeah.” Cobb runs the tip of his nose along the shaft, breathing hot, short puffs on Arthur’s cock. “Spread your legs for me, baby.”
Arthur obeys instantly, knowing he will be punished if he doesn't, and his thighs fall farther apart, Cobb dips his head and finally takes Arthur into his mouth, reaching to the hilt in one fluid motion. Arthur hisses, gasping and twisting the bed sheets into his hands, “Oh, oh, oh, daddy. Yes, daddy.” Cobb groans into it, tongue swirling and flickering over the slit.
Cobb bobs slowly, tonguing the crown and then taking it to the base in a steady, calculatingly slow rhythm. Arthur is keening, trying desperately to keep still but as Cobb pulls off, he can’t suppress the whine from the bottom of his throat. He goes stock still as Cobb creeps up his body, dragging his chest and stomach across Arthur’s cock in warning. Arthur knows he’s in trouble now. “Was that a protest, Arthur? What did I say about doing that?” Arthur sucks his lower lip into his mouth, “Not to.”
Cobb tsks, “You know what that means, don’t you?”
Arthur frowns, biting down on his lip. “Please don’t punish me, Daddy.”
Cobb smiles fondly, petting Arthur’s hair, where it’s sticky with sweat. “I won’t now but consider this a warning. I’ll let you make it up to me instead.”
Cobb brings his fingers to Arthur’s mouth, tracing the shape of his lips before prying them open, “Suck,” he orders.
Arthur obliges, taking three digits to the third knuckle, slurping obscenely. Cobb moans, rutting himself against the slick planes of Arthur’s hip, coating their bodies further. Arthur doesn’t dare presume he can move, he’s already been warned. His obedience is rewarded with a chaste kiss to his lower lip as Cobb’s hand falls to trace over the puckered ring of muscle at Arthur’s entrance. “Tell me, baby boy, did you do your homework?” Arthur nods urgently. “All of it?”
He bites his lip again, wringing the sheets in his hands, “Yes, Daddy.”
Cobb hums in approval, sliding a finger in to the first knuckle, met with almost no resistance. Arthur’s breath starts puffing tightly and Cobb asks, “Did you practice your violin?”
Arthur huffs in the affirmative and Cobb slides the finger in to the third knuckle. Arthur moans softly, “Please, can I t-touch you, Daddy?”
Cobb hums, “Of course, baby. And your manners are not unappreciated.”
Arthur slides his hands over Cobb’s chest, rubbing circles around Cobb’s pert nipples. Cobb moans softly and dips his head, sucking a mark into the hollow of Arthur’s throat, curling the digit inside him. Arthur’s hitched gasps turn darker, into moans. “Ohhnnyeahah.”
Cobb sucks on Arthur’s collar bone and pushes another finger in to the second knuckle, curling and reaching inside Arthur’s stretched heat. “What about your room? Did you clean it?” Cobb asks just as he grazes over Arthur’s prostate.
Arthur keens, absently pressing into Cobb’s hand, “Yesyesyes, Daddy, I promise.”
“Good boy,” Cobb moans and presses farther in, stretching Arthur farther open.
Arthur’s hands curl around Cobb’s hips as if to keep him in place and moans into the curve of Cobb’s neck, hungry and aching with suppressing his orgasm. Cobb is pressing into that sweet spot with every flex of his fingers and Arthur’s hips are rocking on their own accord, sliding the underside of his cock against Cobb’s stomach. “Can I come--please, let me, ohh, please, Daddy,” he mouth around Cobb’s neck, tasting sweaty skin with the tip of his tongue.
Cobb kisses him, slowly with his tongue fucking into Arthur’s mouth, “I’ll let you come, baby boy. I’ll let you come, just tell me, did you eat your vegetables?”
Arthur shuts his eyes and rocks forth on Cobb’s stomach and back against his blunt nails, his voice is dark and hushed with need, “Yes, Daddy, yes.”
Satisfied with the answer, Cobb curls his fingers a final time and presses another against Arthur’s perineum. Arthur comes with a cry, hands clenching in the sheets again as his toes curl and the orgasm rocks out of him. He only feels the mess of hot liquid all over his chest when Cobb presses a hand to Arthur’s chest, smearing it and coating his hand. Arthur isn’t even fully aware of what’s happening until a thicker weight is pressing against his already loosened entrance.
Arthur moans sweetly into Cobb’s mouth as he pushes past the ring of muscle. Arthur clenches down at first, over sensitized, but when Arthur hears the slap of skin as Cobb’s hip meets the inside of Arthur’s thigh, he can feel himself getting hard again. The bliss hasn’t even worn off and Cobb is slamming into him, and the headboard is slamming into the wall and Arthur could come again, stretched and full.
Arthur arches off the bed, rolling his hips to meet Cobb’s thrust. In his ear, Cobb is panting, “Yeah, baby boy, you’re so good like this, slutty for it, a slut for me with your tight little ass. You like that, baby? You like when I fuck you like this, don’t you, begging for my cock? Tell me, tell me how bad you want it, baby.”
Arthur moans, angling his hips to pull Cobb in deeper. “Yeah, Daddy, there, I love it there, I want it. Fuck me harder, Daddy, harder, please, Daddy, I’m so close, oh, oh, mmmyeah--Daddy fuck me, daddy come in me. I want to feel you come, daddy, please.”
Cobb comes first, his pace having turned brutal and unforgiving until spasms rock through his body. His vision goes white as he spills inside of Arthur, come leaking out a mess around his thighs until Arthur clenches down around him, coming in long streaks between them. He rides him until the end of Arthur’s orgasm, pressing breathy kisses to his jaw until his head stops swimming, “Good boy, such a good boy...”
It takes him a minute to realize that he’s carding his fingers through Arthur’s hair. When his mind is clear again, he lifts himself out of Arthur and lays next to him, pillowing his hands under his head. There’s another moment of silence and Arthur curls around Cobb’s waist, kissing the underside of his arm. Arthur’s breathing deepens and Cobb watches him fall asleep. He considers the merits of cleaning up and getting up, but he can’t be bothered to right now. Instead, he pulls Arthur closer and falls asleep, too.
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Date: 2011-03-23 09:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-23 11:37 pm (UTC)LJ only speaks the truth.
XD
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Date: 2011-03-23 10:20 pm (UTC)Please excuse the capslock, but this is delicious and so damn hot.
<3!
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Date: 2011-03-23 11:38 pm (UTC)thank you! ♥
VILE AND DELICIOUS IS RIGHT.
Date: 2011-03-23 11:14 pm (UTC)I'm kind of in love with you right now. Thanks for sharing! <333333333333333
I'll just be in my bunk. ;_____;
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Date: 2011-03-23 11:42 pm (UTC)C: Thank you, ♥ ♥ ♥
ohboy. :D :D
Re: VILE AND DELICIOUS IS RIGHT.
Date: 2011-03-23 11:46 pm (UTC)Re: VILE AND DELICIOUS IS RIGHT.
Date: 2011-03-24 12:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-23 11:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-23 11:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-24 01:26 am (UTC)is it weird that my favorite part is that they fall asleep all messy? MAYBE. but. it's true.
anyway, thanks for posting. :D
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Date: 2011-03-24 09:42 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading, ♥
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Date: 2011-03-24 09:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-24 09:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-31 09:39 am (UTC)And the barebacking, too, but I try not to be so vocal about that kink. >.>Pure hotness!
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Date: 2011-05-29 01:28 pm (UTC)Daddy!kink is so perfect for this pairing, holymoly!
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Date: 2011-05-29 06:54 pm (UTC)Thank you, <3 :D