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From:

mickeym.livejournal.com

*whispers* There's rimming in the epic :)

And here, have a wee bit of rimming, just 'cos (not from the epic, just random rimming *g*):

Until Chris started sleeping with JC, the kinkiest thing he'd ever done was get a blowjob while someone else watched. Which, okay, not your ordinary run-of-the-mill practice, but still.

After he hooked up with JC, though, that started to seem pretty tame.

JC, it seemed, didn't have many -- if any -- squicks, and he was a really oral person. And the greatest thing about that combination was Chris learned about rimming, up close and personal, as it were.

Hard to even think about it -- or maybe he was hard *because* he was thinking about it. The way JC liked Chris to start out on his belly, legs spread while JC kissed up and down his ass, nuzzling at his inner thighs, just a whisper of breath blowing over tender skin. Kisses led to bites, quick and random, no pattern, over his cheeks before delving inward. The quick bites felt like hard little pinches--not enough to hurt, just to warm him up. And JC always licked over each one afterward, his tongue wet and warm and soothing.

Usually by then Chris was pushing back toward JC, whimpering softly, his breathing faster from the teasing. JC liked to tease, and would trail one finger down between Chris's cheeks, rubbing over the small knot of muscle, then pressing against it lightly. When Chris shivered and pushed back, JC would laugh...and then help Chris up onto his hands and knees, spreading him wider with his hands.

The first touch of JC's tongue was always a tease--always. Slick and smooth, fluttering around his hole but never touching it. Until Chris was rocking back and forth, hissing under his breath. Then the fluttering touches got closer, got longer, until JC was licking over and around, pressing the tip of his tongue against loosening muscle.

Chris felt wide-open, so exposed, like that--but he wouldn't tell JC to stop, for anything. Instead he would shift, trying to open himself even more, to feel JC's tongue everywhere, all at once. When JC pressed his tongue just inside Chris, it was all he could do not to come on the spot, because holy fuck.

He never lasted through a tongue-fucking. Never. It usually only took a few strokes in and out, JC's tongue so hot against his skin, and Chris would take himself in hand and squeeze, and come, gasping.

:)