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Early happy Birthday Babes!
Title: Penance
Fandom: Convergence (only in Nicci's head is this a fandom *g*)
Rating: Mature
Summary: Joshua finds something from his past and it's duly exorcised.
Notes: Done for Nicci's birthday, even if she IS getting it a little early.
Joshua ran his hand over the cassock. He had been looking for an old shirt in the closet when he had come across it.
"I thought I'd thrown this out," he muttered to himself. There were few things he wanted to remember from his years of servitude to the Church. The last ones had not been all that bad, but he had only learned how lonesome he had been when his life had been invaded.
Joshua smiled as he put the cassock on the bed. Five years had gone by since they had moved to the Scottish Highland and he felt no regret for having left his old life behind. Running a finger over the rough material, Joshua did remember one specific occasion where he had worn it. In hindsight a rather amusing one too.
And one that stirred his body's memory.
"What's so amusing?"
Joshua did not turn around, he simply pointed at the cassock. "I was remembering the first time you 'tried' helping me with the buttons."
"I seem to recall trying to button it," Nostradamus said with a snigger.
Joshua turned his head and smiled softly. For the past few years Nostradamus had worn his hair shorter than when they had met and Joshua still loved the look. "I'm sure you were trying to help," he said huskily.
"You were such a stick in the mud." Nostradamus gave him his best mock pout as he wrapped his arms around Joshua's waist. A hand strayed down Joshua's front, fingering the button of his trousers. "I think you looked sooo hot in that outfit, by the way," he whispered, his breath hot against Joshua's ear.
Shivering a little, Joshua leaned back into the embrace.
"Would you wear it again?"
Joshua closed his eyes and shook his head, soaking in the heat from Nostradamus' body.
"Why not?"
"It reminds me of a time best left forgotten," Joshua mumbled.
"Then why did you save it? Why not just throw it out?"
Wincing, Joshua tried to pull out of the embrace, but Nostradamus would not let him.
"Joshua, put it on."
Joshua drew in his breath, hard.
"Not for the Church, not for your religion, but for me," Nostradamus coaxed.
Through their bond, Joshua had no trouble feeling how much Nostradamus wanted him. Even if he had not known already.
"It'll be good for you, you'll see," Nostradamus continued. "Take off your clothes and put it on," he said, taking a step back.
Joshua immediately missed his warmth. Turning his head a little, he heard the door to the bedroom open. "Please."
Joshua bowed his head, then nodded. The door closed and he was left alone, staring at the cassock. It was there, on the bed, mocking him. Maybe Nostradamus had the right idea? It would be like exorcising his past.
Then again, it was also very much about the sex. Joshua's lips curved up into a smile. It was amazing how, after years together, they still had more sex than he figured most people in a relationship normally had.
Not that he was complaining.
The cool air caressed his skin and Joshua quickly dropped his clothing on the chair next to the door, donning the cassock. The rough garment slid over his skin, making it itch as it had always done. He had just never given it all that much thought in the past.
Doing all the buttons up took time, but his fingers seemed to remember the procedure and his mind wandered as he went on. He wondered why Nostradamus was so fond of the cassock and he reminded himself to ask... if the Fiend would let him before he stripped him again.
Finishing the last button, he heard the door open again.
"Turn around," Nostradamus demanded.
Joshua turned around, watching his companion leaning back against the now closed door. It looked like a relaxed composure but Joshua knew better. He could feel the lithe body vibrating with the right kind of tension.
"Are you going to watch me take it off or are you going to help me?" Joshua asked.
Nostradamus came forward, a tempting swing to his hips. Bare feet as always and the sleeveless t-shirt topping a pair of loose canvas trousers. Joshua absolutely loved that look.
Dropping the bottle of lube he had been holding, Nostradamus put his hands lightly on Joshua's hips, and looked up at him through his eyelashes. "So... do you have a confession to make?" he asked quietly.
Joshua's mind was blank for a moment, then he nodded. "I... yes."
Nostradamus' hand strayed and the fingers teased over Joshua's crotch. It felt odd, the feel of his erection rubbing against the rough material. And more than a little blasphemous as well.
Nimble fingers undid a few of the buttons and Nostradamus' hand slid inside.
Joshua groaned as fingertips slid over his heated skin.
"Go ahead," Nostradamus mumbled, eyes partly closed as he caressed Joshua's cock.
"I.. I'm in love," Joshua stuttered. "In lust as well."
The tail slid up under the hem of the cassock, snaking its way between Joshua's thighs. Joshua widened his stance a little. He could feel the slickness of it against his skin and knew what Nostradamus had been doing while he had been ...redressing.
"Is that so?" Nostradamus said with twist to his lips.
"I... I have..." Joshua swallowed hard as the tip of the tail slid along his testicles. "I have fallen for the temptation of ...the flesh."
"And who tempted you?"
Joshua panted, closing his eyes as his head fell forward.
Nostradamus' hand tightened around his erection and Joshua winced. "Who?"
"I... a..." Joshua grinned. "A demon with eyes like fire and the body of a god."
"Heresy," Nostradamus cried out.
The tail slid hard along Joshua's cleft, the tip breaching him effortlessly.
Joshua groaned. He was glad they had as much sex as they did or that manoeuvre would have hurt. As it was, it made him roll up to stand on his toes for a moment, the sensation shooting through his body as the tail pushed in, rubbing hard against his prostate.
"You must pay penance," Nostradamus said, voice a husky whisper.
"Y-yes," Joshua managed to get out, as the tail was pulled out and pushed back in.
"Louder," Nostradamus said, letting go of Joshua's erection, to hold onto his hips with both hands.
"I..." Joshua ground out, the tail returning to his prostate. "I must pay penance."
"Yes," Nostradamus said breathlessly.
"What is my penance?" Joshua asked.
Joshua raised his head again, looking down at the burning red eyes. "Worship me," Nostradamus whispered. "Like you've never worshiped anyone or anything before."
Joshua fell to his knees, Nostradamus' hands sliding along his ribs until they were perched on his shoulders. With unsteady hands, Joshua undid the drawstring holding up the trousers and let them fall to the ground. He buried his face in the curly fur at the base of Nostradamus' erection for a moment, then he looked up into Nostradamus' heavily lidded eyes.
"Yes," was all he said, then he put his hands on Nostradamus' backside and swallowed his cock almost to the root. Teasing a finger under the root of the tail, Joshua held on while he pulled back a little, hollowing his cheeks as he went.
Nostradamus' fingers tangled in Joshua's hair while he lazily rolled his hips, pushing his cock back into Joshua's mouth.
Losing himself in the rhythm, Joshua moaned as Nostradamus' tail found the very same one inside of him.
The cassock was rough against his nipples and his cock, but Joshua could find no breath to spare for complaint. The tail rolled along his inner thigh and coiled around his cock, jerking him off, slowly.
Joshua fingered Nostradamus' testicles, rolling them, roughly, knowing that Nostradamus was enjoying it.
Feeling something against his knee, Joshua squinted down and noticed the bottle of lube. With as much of a grin as he could manage with his mouth full, Joshua managed to snag it and open it with one hand. Reaching around Nostradamus, he let go of him for a moment, leaving Nostradamus holding onto his head, fucking his mouth.
It was not easy to focus as his body was succumbing to the pleasure, but Joshua managed to coat his fingers with lube, although a vicious twist of the tail inside of him made him squeeze a little too much out.
Nostradamus' throaty chuckle was not lost on him either.
Dropping the bottle, Joshua pushed two fingers up under the root of the tail and found the hot opening. Sliding in his fingers, Joshua felt Nostradamus' buck, almost chocking on the cock in his mouth.
Relaxing his throat, Joshua swallowed around Nostradamus and he knew that the Fiend would not last for much longer. Not that Joshua was far off either.
Twisting his fingers, Joshua found his target, pulled out again and added a third finger. The rhythmic rolling of Nostradamus' hips went flying and Joshua could do nothing but open up and let Nostradamus fuck his mouth with wild abandon.
One last twist of his fingers, and Joshua felt the semen running down his throat. Pulling back a little, Joshua swallowed hastily. Thankfully Nostradamus hardly faltered in his own torture of Joshua's body, the tail wringing a long release out of Joshua.
Nostradamus collapsed in Joshua's arms, the tail only loosening a little, the tip staying inside of Joshua, occasionally twitching enough to make Joshua shake from over-sensitivity.
Joshua held the Fiend in his arms, trying to calm his own breathing. Nostradamus undid the rest of the buttons, one by one before sliding the cassock off Joshua's shoulders.
Kissing Nostradamus' lips lightly, Joshua sighed contentedly. "Was that what you had in mind for the cassock?" he asked with a chuckle.
"I'd say," Nostradamus sniggered. "I think that was the last thing we needed to exorcise in this house," he added a little more seriously.
Joshua nodded tiredly. "I think we should get into the bed," he suggested. "I'm too old to keep doing this on the floor."
Nostradamus snorted, the pulled his head back to look at Joshua. "On one condition," he said with an ill concealed grin.
"That being?" Joshua asked.
"You fuck me through the mattress until I forget how to think straight."
"Like you ever could that," Joshua laughed out loud.
The tail tightened almost painfully. "You were saying?" Nostradamus asked sweetly.
"Give me a little time, because I can't do that already," Joshua said with a wink. "But you get on the bed and I'll make sure you forget your own name." With that he reached around to Nostradamus' cleft again, pushing his fingers inside, hard enough to make Nostradamus arch in his arms.
"Deal," Nostradamus panted. "Old man," he added softly, giving Joshua long, thorough kiss.
The End
Title: Penance
Fandom: Convergence (only in Nicci's head is this a fandom *g*)
Rating: Mature
Summary: Joshua finds something from his past and it's duly exorcised.
Notes: Done for Nicci's birthday, even if she IS getting it a little early.
Joshua ran his hand over the cassock. He had been looking for an old shirt in the closet when he had come across it.
"I thought I'd thrown this out," he muttered to himself. There were few things he wanted to remember from his years of servitude to the Church. The last ones had not been all that bad, but he had only learned how lonesome he had been when his life had been invaded.
Joshua smiled as he put the cassock on the bed. Five years had gone by since they had moved to the Scottish Highland and he felt no regret for having left his old life behind. Running a finger over the rough material, Joshua did remember one specific occasion where he had worn it. In hindsight a rather amusing one too.
And one that stirred his body's memory.
"What's so amusing?"
Joshua did not turn around, he simply pointed at the cassock. "I was remembering the first time you 'tried' helping me with the buttons."
"I seem to recall trying to button it," Nostradamus said with a snigger.
Joshua turned his head and smiled softly. For the past few years Nostradamus had worn his hair shorter than when they had met and Joshua still loved the look. "I'm sure you were trying to help," he said huskily.
"You were such a stick in the mud." Nostradamus gave him his best mock pout as he wrapped his arms around Joshua's waist. A hand strayed down Joshua's front, fingering the button of his trousers. "I think you looked sooo hot in that outfit, by the way," he whispered, his breath hot against Joshua's ear.
Shivering a little, Joshua leaned back into the embrace.
"Would you wear it again?"
Joshua closed his eyes and shook his head, soaking in the heat from Nostradamus' body.
"Why not?"
"It reminds me of a time best left forgotten," Joshua mumbled.
"Then why did you save it? Why not just throw it out?"
Wincing, Joshua tried to pull out of the embrace, but Nostradamus would not let him.
"Joshua, put it on."
Joshua drew in his breath, hard.
"Not for the Church, not for your religion, but for me," Nostradamus coaxed.
Through their bond, Joshua had no trouble feeling how much Nostradamus wanted him. Even if he had not known already.
"It'll be good for you, you'll see," Nostradamus continued. "Take off your clothes and put it on," he said, taking a step back.
Joshua immediately missed his warmth. Turning his head a little, he heard the door to the bedroom open. "Please."
Joshua bowed his head, then nodded. The door closed and he was left alone, staring at the cassock. It was there, on the bed, mocking him. Maybe Nostradamus had the right idea? It would be like exorcising his past.
Then again, it was also very much about the sex. Joshua's lips curved up into a smile. It was amazing how, after years together, they still had more sex than he figured most people in a relationship normally had.
Not that he was complaining.
The cool air caressed his skin and Joshua quickly dropped his clothing on the chair next to the door, donning the cassock. The rough garment slid over his skin, making it itch as it had always done. He had just never given it all that much thought in the past.
Doing all the buttons up took time, but his fingers seemed to remember the procedure and his mind wandered as he went on. He wondered why Nostradamus was so fond of the cassock and he reminded himself to ask... if the Fiend would let him before he stripped him again.
Finishing the last button, he heard the door open again.
"Turn around," Nostradamus demanded.
Joshua turned around, watching his companion leaning back against the now closed door. It looked like a relaxed composure but Joshua knew better. He could feel the lithe body vibrating with the right kind of tension.
"Are you going to watch me take it off or are you going to help me?" Joshua asked.
Nostradamus came forward, a tempting swing to his hips. Bare feet as always and the sleeveless t-shirt topping a pair of loose canvas trousers. Joshua absolutely loved that look.
Dropping the bottle of lube he had been holding, Nostradamus put his hands lightly on Joshua's hips, and looked up at him through his eyelashes. "So... do you have a confession to make?" he asked quietly.
Joshua's mind was blank for a moment, then he nodded. "I... yes."
Nostradamus' hand strayed and the fingers teased over Joshua's crotch. It felt odd, the feel of his erection rubbing against the rough material. And more than a little blasphemous as well.
Nimble fingers undid a few of the buttons and Nostradamus' hand slid inside.
Joshua groaned as fingertips slid over his heated skin.
"Go ahead," Nostradamus mumbled, eyes partly closed as he caressed Joshua's cock.
"I.. I'm in love," Joshua stuttered. "In lust as well."
The tail slid up under the hem of the cassock, snaking its way between Joshua's thighs. Joshua widened his stance a little. He could feel the slickness of it against his skin and knew what Nostradamus had been doing while he had been ...redressing.
"Is that so?" Nostradamus said with twist to his lips.
"I... I have..." Joshua swallowed hard as the tip of the tail slid along his testicles. "I have fallen for the temptation of ...the flesh."
"And who tempted you?"
Joshua panted, closing his eyes as his head fell forward.
Nostradamus' hand tightened around his erection and Joshua winced. "Who?"
"I... a..." Joshua grinned. "A demon with eyes like fire and the body of a god."
"Heresy," Nostradamus cried out.
The tail slid hard along Joshua's cleft, the tip breaching him effortlessly.
Joshua groaned. He was glad they had as much sex as they did or that manoeuvre would have hurt. As it was, it made him roll up to stand on his toes for a moment, the sensation shooting through his body as the tail pushed in, rubbing hard against his prostate.
"You must pay penance," Nostradamus said, voice a husky whisper.
"Y-yes," Joshua managed to get out, as the tail was pulled out and pushed back in.
"Louder," Nostradamus said, letting go of Joshua's erection, to hold onto his hips with both hands.
"I..." Joshua ground out, the tail returning to his prostate. "I must pay penance."
"Yes," Nostradamus said breathlessly.
"What is my penance?" Joshua asked.
Joshua raised his head again, looking down at the burning red eyes. "Worship me," Nostradamus whispered. "Like you've never worshiped anyone or anything before."
Joshua fell to his knees, Nostradamus' hands sliding along his ribs until they were perched on his shoulders. With unsteady hands, Joshua undid the drawstring holding up the trousers and let them fall to the ground. He buried his face in the curly fur at the base of Nostradamus' erection for a moment, then he looked up into Nostradamus' heavily lidded eyes.
"Yes," was all he said, then he put his hands on Nostradamus' backside and swallowed his cock almost to the root. Teasing a finger under the root of the tail, Joshua held on while he pulled back a little, hollowing his cheeks as he went.
Nostradamus' fingers tangled in Joshua's hair while he lazily rolled his hips, pushing his cock back into Joshua's mouth.
Losing himself in the rhythm, Joshua moaned as Nostradamus' tail found the very same one inside of him.
The cassock was rough against his nipples and his cock, but Joshua could find no breath to spare for complaint. The tail rolled along his inner thigh and coiled around his cock, jerking him off, slowly.
Joshua fingered Nostradamus' testicles, rolling them, roughly, knowing that Nostradamus was enjoying it.
Feeling something against his knee, Joshua squinted down and noticed the bottle of lube. With as much of a grin as he could manage with his mouth full, Joshua managed to snag it and open it with one hand. Reaching around Nostradamus, he let go of him for a moment, leaving Nostradamus holding onto his head, fucking his mouth.
It was not easy to focus as his body was succumbing to the pleasure, but Joshua managed to coat his fingers with lube, although a vicious twist of the tail inside of him made him squeeze a little too much out.
Nostradamus' throaty chuckle was not lost on him either.
Dropping the bottle, Joshua pushed two fingers up under the root of the tail and found the hot opening. Sliding in his fingers, Joshua felt Nostradamus' buck, almost chocking on the cock in his mouth.
Relaxing his throat, Joshua swallowed around Nostradamus and he knew that the Fiend would not last for much longer. Not that Joshua was far off either.
Twisting his fingers, Joshua found his target, pulled out again and added a third finger. The rhythmic rolling of Nostradamus' hips went flying and Joshua could do nothing but open up and let Nostradamus fuck his mouth with wild abandon.
One last twist of his fingers, and Joshua felt the semen running down his throat. Pulling back a little, Joshua swallowed hastily. Thankfully Nostradamus hardly faltered in his own torture of Joshua's body, the tail wringing a long release out of Joshua.
Nostradamus collapsed in Joshua's arms, the tail only loosening a little, the tip staying inside of Joshua, occasionally twitching enough to make Joshua shake from over-sensitivity.
Joshua held the Fiend in his arms, trying to calm his own breathing. Nostradamus undid the rest of the buttons, one by one before sliding the cassock off Joshua's shoulders.
Kissing Nostradamus' lips lightly, Joshua sighed contentedly. "Was that what you had in mind for the cassock?" he asked with a chuckle.
"I'd say," Nostradamus sniggered. "I think that was the last thing we needed to exorcise in this house," he added a little more seriously.
Joshua nodded tiredly. "I think we should get into the bed," he suggested. "I'm too old to keep doing this on the floor."
Nostradamus snorted, the pulled his head back to look at Joshua. "On one condition," he said with an ill concealed grin.
"That being?" Joshua asked.
"You fuck me through the mattress until I forget how to think straight."
"Like you ever could that," Joshua laughed out loud.
The tail tightened almost painfully. "You were saying?" Nostradamus asked sweetly.
"Give me a little time, because I can't do that already," Joshua said with a wink. "But you get on the bed and I'll make sure you forget your own name." With that he reached around to Nostradamus' cleft again, pushing his fingers inside, hard enough to make Nostradamus arch in his arms.
"Deal," Nostradamus panted. "Old man," he added softly, giving Joshua long, thorough kiss.
The End
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Kinky tail sex AND cassock sex! I could not be more happy with my early birthday pressie. Thanks hon - you rock.
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You're welcome -- I thought you might enjoy it *beg*
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I would really like to read your nano-stories, so could you add me to
And, yeah, I hope you don't mind me adding you to my flist 'cause... Geez, I don't know why I didn't already. I so love your SG-1 fics.
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Drop me your email at ximeria @ popullus.net and I'll send them to you.