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[turps]

Well after some gentle encouragement, I've just posted my kink MX fic at the lists. Now I'm waiting to see if I get drummed from the fandom for being a kinky bitch ;) This is the Club Heaven fic Mouse, I decided the idea was to good to hide.

So as I post all my stuff here now, I present to you



This is an old story that I wasn't going to post at the lists. Just
felt a bit funny as it's on the kinky side. But a few people have
seen it and said it was okay, so here goes nothing.

Title: Club Heaven - Casting off the Cloak
Author: Terri
E-mail: tertrek@btinternet.com or brenjess@btinternet.com
website: http://terri.populli.net
Rating: NC17
Pairing: B/J
Summary: Brennan and Jesse relax in the way that they like best.
Warning: Kink, bdsm
Notes: A while ago one of my friends set up a place on her website
dedicated to Club Heaven, a fictional exclusive club where
*everything* goes. She did an X-Files version, I did a Mutant X one,
and it never got archived anywhere but there. I've shown the story to
a few people and they seemed to like it. Then someone suggested that
I post today ( yes Meg, I mean you *G*) what could I do but post. I'm
still damn nervous about doing it though. Thanks go to Jenny, Vera
and Cyndra who all reassured me kink could be done in MX *g*

One last thing, this is really pure PWP, so don't expect anything
more. I'd hate to disapoint.

~*~*~*~

Stopping in front of a huge ornate mirror, Brennan critically checked
his appearance. Examining the hang of his deep blue silk shirt, and
the tightness of his pants - leather -- but so soft and supple,
allowing him to move with his usual languid grace. A silver hoop hung
from one ear, catching the light through strands of his dark hair.
Matching the bracelet that encircled his wrist, and the necklace from
which a Caduceus hung.


The symbol was pewter; solid, weighty, symbolising the person that
meant more to him than anything -- his teammate, his friend and
tonight, his sub Jesse. Brennan thought the Caduceus represented
their relationship perfectly, the link between the two entwined
snakes and the double helix of DNA obvious to those in the know,
while also showing other club members that he was a man to be
respected, one of the full members at Club Heaven.


Club Heaven, a place full of powerful men and women, the major
players, their combined worth billions. But once through the heavy
front doors none of that mattered. No one had titles or jobs, hell
you didn’t have to have a name if you didn’t want one, you
could be
anything you wanted, do anything that you liked. No one would look,
or stare, or make comments. It was perfect for those walking the
kinkier side of life, like Brennan and Jesse, and many other people
who inhabited the shadowy rooms and alcoves.


At a million dollars a year membership it certainly wasn’t cheap
to
join, but using Jesse’s trust fund, and his savings from years of
not
so legal business details, they managed. Despite the cost the two men
couldn’t think of not using the club now, it was such an
important
part of their lives, the part that most people didn’t see, the
part
that had to come out and play on a regular basis. Outside they were
Brennan and Jesse, inside Dom and sub, and that was just the way that
they wanted it.


Now, after a too long absence chasing New Mutants, Brennan was back
at the place that he loved so much, knowing that Jesse -- his sub --
would be waiting, ready to transport him to his own private heaven.
Living in such close proximity to three other people they rarely
managed time to act out this fantasy, it meant that every visit to
the club was treasured; every minute spent there a joy. When life
became too hard, too many fights, too many crazies to defeat they
would retreat to the safety of the club. Redefine their roles, their
position and importance to one another -- it kept them sane, and if
they ever felt like going over the edge, just feeling the symbols
that adorned both of their bodies would help bring them back.


With a last quick look in the mirror, Brennan pushed open the doors
to the main room, eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness. The room
was filled with people, men and women, no one caring if people were
naked, or a man was led round the room on a leash by a dominatrix
dressed in head to toe black leather. Waiting until the lady and
her ‘pet’ walked past the door, Brennan nodded at the fellow
Dom,
admiring the flexing ass of the sub complete with butt plug adorned
with a longhaired tail that brushed the floor.


Further in a woman lay spread eagled on a velvet-covered table,
groaning as two men sucked on her nipples, while a naked woman ate
out her pussy with noisy abandon. It was an erotic sight, one that
Brennan would have stopped to enjoy, if he didn’t have his own
wet
fantasy waiting in one of the shadowy alcoves. Knowing that Jesse
would be waiting for him -- naked but for his collar that Brennan had
fastened before he left Sanctuary -- was enough to make Brennan hurry
across the room. Bypassing heaving groups of people having group sex,
a man who was spanking his sub with a large wooden paddle and one Dom
who was fucking his sub with harsh thrusts on a chair.


Approaching the alcove that he thought of as theirs, Brennan mentally
dropped into ‘Dom mode’. The change was swift, after so many
years he
could quickly switch, and he imagined he could feel the change take
place, feeling taller, stronger, more authorative within seconds.
Fingering his Caduceus, he felt excitement build as he entered the
alcove, to see Jesse kneeling in the submission position; arms spread
forwards, neck totally exposed. Seeing him that way was always a
beautiful sight for Brennan, knowing that Jesse would submit totally
to him, trusting him implicitly. It was the ultimate turn on.


"He’s looking hot tonight."


Turning, Brennan met the gaze of one of the other Dom’s, who
stood
admiring Jesse, his sub kneeling at his feet. Knowing the man by
sight, Brennan acknowledged his words with a smile, knowing the man
was no threat.


"Yeah, he is. He’s going to look even better soon, you should see
him
sucking cock, those lips do things that could blow your mind."


"You mind an audience?"


Considering, Brennan looked from the man to Jesse. Being sucked with
an audience added another element to their play, an element that they
enjoyed occasionally. But did he want that tonight? Looking at Jesse
again with calculating eyes, Brennan saw how the blonde fought to
stay still, legs spread, ass exposed. It had been too long for them
both, and he could tell that tonight would be a pleasure for both.
Why shouldn’t they have an audience?


"Be my guest." Indicating the chair opposite his own, Brennan waited
until the other Dom was settled, with his sub at his feet, before
entering the alcove himself. Walking past Jesse, he stooped a little -
- running his fingers along Jesse’s spine -- using just enough
electricity to gently jolt not shock. Stopping at the crease of the
ass, Brennan removed his hand, pleased at Jesse’s low moan of
disappointment.


"You liked that pet? Please me and you might get more. But first, as
you no doubt heard, we’ve an audience tonight. I told him how
good
you were at sucking cock, how good those pretty lips feel. Now I want
you to prove it. You know what to do, do it, now, and no coming
yourself"


With graceful movements, Jesse shifted until he was kneeling,
steadily lowering the zipper on Brennan’s pants. The feel of
Jesse’s
hands brushing against his groin made Brennan shiver, clutching his
hands into fists to help stay still as he felt his pants pulled down.
Jesse’s breath ghosted across his sensitised skin, then --
seconds
later -- he felt a hot tongue lick slowly down the length of his
cock, so slow, so deliberate. It was driving Brennan crazy within
seconds, as Jesse alternated quick and slow movements, one barely
there touch at the head, followed by a unhurried lick. The feeling
was intense, pushing him hurriedly towards orgasm. Barely holding on,
the control was ripped away when Jesse took his cock fully into his
mouth, deep throating him with practice ease. Engulfed in that hot
moist mouth, Brennan couldn’t stop himself coming -- didn’t
want to
stop himself coming -- climaxing with a strangled groan, as Jesse
swallowed rapidly.


"That was good, you make me feel great every time." Running his hand
through Jesse’s hair as his pants were pulled up and fastened,
Brennan couldn’t help smiling. Jesse looked so decadant, lips
swollen
and damp, pupils dilated, the blue just a thin ring of colour.
Bending, Brennan pulled Jesse up towards him, holding his face in his
hands as he indulged himself with a lengthy kiss. Showing Jesse with
action just how much he desired and adored him. Pulling back, Brennan
couldn’t help notice how hard Jesse was, his cock leaking pre
come,
foreskin rolled back from the swollen head. Admiring the control
Jesse had in not allowing himself to come, Brennan knew that he
should allow Jesse his release --should, but wouldn’t.


Knowing his Sub needed to descend into his own headspace, Brennan
picked up the bag that Jesse had brought in earlier, rummaging
through the contents until he found a leather cock-ring. Desire
flooded his body again when Jesse moaned at the sight, the other man
knowing that release wouldn’t come anytime soon. Fingering the
strip
of leather, Brennan slipped it over Jesse’s cock and balls,
pulling
it tight.


"Assume the waiting position, I’m going to get a drink, maybe
I’ll be
back soon, maybe not." Satisfied when Jesse dropped back onto his
knees, legs spread, hands upwards, Brennan met the knowing eyes of
his fellow Dom. "Care to join me? Your Sub will be safe here, or
bring him too. Then you’re welcome to come back."


"Don’t mind if I do. Your boy has the most delicious lips;
I’ll enjoy
seeing what you get him to do next. I’ll take Quinn with me
though,
he’s new at this, under constant inspection"


"Great, come on then, you can tell me all about your boy, we’ll
share
tips and a cold one.


" Allowing the two to precede him, Brennan bent over until his head
was level with Jesse’s. "Wait here and think what will happen
when I
come back, how I’m gonna take you in front of those two, my cock
in
your tight ass. You like that idea I can tell." Idly running a finger
across Jesse’s cock head, Brennan allowed just a touch of
electricity
to generate, just enough to cause Jesse to shudder, caught between
pain and pleasure. "Remember, think of what I’m gonna do when I
get
back, but no moving."


XxX


With that last command, Brennan left, leaving Jesse quivering in
position. Every nerve seemed to be super charged, body on the verge
of overload just from that one touch. It had been so long since
they’d been able to do this, since he’d been able to descend
into his
Sub mindset. It was a place that he had to visit, to give up all
control, let others make every decision for him.


After battling with Mutant X it was a relief to enter the club,
knowing that the only thing that would be expected of him was to obey
Brennan, his Dom, to give and receive pleasure. Jesse trusted Brennan
totally, knew nothing would be done to him that he didn’t like,
he
also knew what ever happened in this place stayed here. This
relationship, as pleasurable as it was, would never work in
Sanctuary, not when they lived and worked with so many people. Club
Heaven was aptly named, for them it was heaven.


At this particular moment heaven for Jesse was kneeling in position,
legs burning a little, the taste of Brennan in his mouth. His cock
felt huge, needy. The need to stroke himself was almost too much,
relieve the pressure in his aching balls, but he wouldn’t. Had
learned that hard way that to disobey Brennan was a bad thing to do,
the last time he hadn’t been able to sit comfortably for days
after
the punishment session with the paddle. Brennan mad was a scary thing
to see, his Dom mad was beyond scary.


The feel of his collar was comforting, snug and warm against his
skin. They’d chosen it together when they’d decided to
embrace this
lifestyle whenever possible. Visiting speciality shop after shop
until they’d found exactly the right one, then standing hand in
hand
while it was customised to their exact specifications, a Caduceus
etched into it’s surface. Brennan had also held his hand when
that
symbol was tattooed on his hip, not for the pain, compared to what
they experienced day after day that was nothing. But for the simple
need to touch as their relationship was made visual to everyone that
knew what to see. That day had been perfect, one that Jesse would
remember for a long time, and one that he would recall every time
that he felt the collar at his throat.


Shifting slightly, Jesse wondered how long his Dom would be gone; it
could range from hours to minutes. However long it was, Jesse would
use the time as he was told, thinking of what would happen when
Brennan returned, how he would be fucked, and he would be, the only
thing to wonder was, how. Breathing deeply, Jesse began to centre
himself, letting his mind go free. It was liberating in the extreme,
and Jesse treasured every minute.


XxX


Relaxed after half an hour’s good conversation, Brennan was eager
to
get back to his alcove. Returning with his companion he let them
settle in their chair once more, before approaching Jesse. The other
man was still in the waiting position, motionless and serene, and
still, Brennan noted, hard as rock. Deciding it was time to end that,
Brennan sat in the chair, beckoning for Jesse to stand and join him.


"Stand, show your beautiful body to me and our guest, then sit with
me, I want to feel you"


Watching the flex of muscles in Jesse’s body as he stood and
slowly
turned, Brennan could feel himself grow hard once again. Jesse had
one of the best bodies that he’d seen, not as built as his own,
but
compact with obvious strength. Add in those luscious lips and blonde
hair and he was just perfect, and Brennan wanted to touch him -- now.


Grabbing Jesse’s hand, Brennan pulled him close, and with a quick
tug
pulled him onto his lap. Letting his hands roam, Brennan indulged
himself touching Jesse, stroking across his chest, kissing his neck,
dipping his head and sucking one nipple at a time. Tormenting until
Jesse was a breathless quivering heap, and they were both hard.
Panting slightly, Brennan knew he had to end this session soon. As
turned on as he was, Jesse would be in an even worse state, prevented
from release both by the cock ring and Brennan’s own command, a
command that he would never break.


"Move to the wall now, face forward, legs apart. Stay like that so we
can see you, no moving. Then I’m gonna fuck you, so hard and so
long
that you’ll feel me for days."


Reacting immediately, Jesse stood and moved to the far wall, assuming
the position that he’d been told. Standing, Brennan removed his
own
pants, never taking his eyes from the erotic sight in front of him.
Needing to plunge between those cheeks, take what was his. Removing
his shirt too, Brennan felt no shame standing naked in front of near
strangers. Everyone in this place understood, nakedness wasn’t an
issue. Finally, unable to wait any longer, he prowled towards the
wall, eying his target. Jesse was his and he intended to take him --
body and soul.


The first touch was electric, but not by anything generated by
Brennan. The current between them was potent, as he pressed against
Jesse’s back, skin against skin, both heated and flushed with
flaming
desire. Trailing kisses down Jesse’s spine, Brennan stopped at
the
crease of his ass, letting his fingers finish the journey,
discovering that Jesse was lubed ready for him.


"You prepared yourself for me. Do you know how hot that makes me
feel? You finger fucking yourself, did you use two fingers, three?
Did you think of me as your slid your fingers in your ass, knowing
that I was gonna fuck you tonight." Feeling Jesse begin to shake,
Brennan knew he couldn’t wait any longer. Bracing himself against
the
wall, he wriggled until he felt his cock slide towards Jesse’s
hole,
then confident due to a long familiarity he pressed home, pushing
forward with a savage thrust.


Jesse grunted as he was breached, the sound seemingly travelling
straight to Brennan’s cock as he skid in and out, the rhythm fast
and
furious, as he took what he needed in harsh strokes. Sweat beaded on
both their bodies as Brennan continued his rapid pace, fucking Jesse
hard. It was a fierce pace, and one that couldn’t last for long.
Feeling the tension build, Brennan knew he couldn’t last much
longer,
so reaching down a hand between their joined bodies, he deftly
removed the cock ring, hissing in Jesse’s ear.


"Come now."


And he did -- they both did -- Jesse howling his release as Brennan
collapsed against him, only the wall keeping them upright. Finally,
strength returning, they pulled apart, turning to their appreciative
audience, as Brennan wrapped his arms round Jesse, so they stood
chest to back, sweaty, tired but exhilarated. Lightly kissing the top
of Jesse’s head, Brennan acknowledged the discreet retreat of the
others with a smile, knowing that they needed to wind down alone.
Change from being Dom and Sub to being Brennan and Jesse once more.
It was a change that was inevitable, but one thing would always be
constant. They loved one another, that would never change.

Comments

[phoenyxphiyre.livejournal.com]

*grin*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Yeah you can grin. Making me expose my kink side to the world ;)

Thanks hon!

[phoenyxphiyre.livejournal.com]

*lol* Hon - my kinky side is *constantly* trying to out itself to the world...