fickle_obsessed (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fickle_obsessed) wrote2012-08-07 10:15 pm
fickle_obsessed) wrote2012-08-07 10:15 pm
(no subject)
Kink Gag/Silence
Fandom Skins
Pairing Cassie/Chris
Rating Soft R
Word Count 1348
The walls were paper thin in the flat. It didn't matter so much when the old upstairs neighbour was there. He was even louder than both of them and kind of a dick so Cassie never felt the need to be quiet whatever it was she was doing, or how late it was. They'd suffered through far too many instances of him running up stairs so forcefully she was sure the ceiling would come down on them, not to mention the arguments at stupid o'clock in the morning. It was easy not to give a shit in the face of that kind of thing but since he'd been evicted and the nice old couple had moved in instead it was completely different.
Cassie liked the old couple. The husband, George, would thrust five pound notes at her when she helped him carry his shopping upstairs despite the fact she always protested and the wife, Edith called her sweetheart and gave her old clothes that she didn't wear anymore. It was like having grandparents for the first time. And that was the problem, they treated her like she was something special, like she was a good girl which had made things awkward in the bedroom with Chris. They hadn't had sex in their bedroom for three weeks now. Oh they'd done it plenty of other places - Cassie had started using the five pounds George had given her to get into the cheap student nights in town and fuck Chris in the toilets, but it was starting to get annoying.
Cassie laid in bed beside Chris, staring up at the thin crack in the ceiling. She didn't move when she felt Chris's hand creep up her leg, under her thin nightie, when she turned her head to look at him he was staring straight up at the ceiling like her, as if nothing was happening.
"Chris," Cassie whispered with a frown.
"Y'know they're probably half deaf, they wouldn't hear a thing."
"They can hear better than you can."
"We are grown adults," he protested into her ear.
Cassie didn't feel like a grown-up, despite all the things she'd been through and anyway that wasn't the point.
"Maybe you should ask them, yeah? If they mind us shagging directly under them?"
Cassie turned quickly on to her side to look at him, completely aghast at the suggestion. He really just didn't care, it was like nothing mattered to him, like he was impossible to embarrass.
"What?"
"I'm not asking the lovely old couple upstairs if they'd mind hearing us shagging, Chris!" she hissed.
Chris raised his hands. "Okay, okay so..." he trailed off for a moment considering his options. He'd probably be okay having a wank in the bathroom, but that really didn't seem fair when Cass was right there next to him. "What if I'm, like, really quiet?" he asked.
Cassie almost burst out laughing at his suggestion. "You can't do quiet."
He scoffed at that. "Says you."
"I can be quiet."
"Wanna bet?"
Cassie didn't speak.
"Two weeks of washing up says I can manage to keep quiet and you can't, deal?"
Her eyes flickered to the ceiling. If anything would keep Chris quiet it was the possibility of having to do the washing up.
"Deal," she sighed.
Cassie pressed her lips together as Chris disappeared underneath the duvet with a smug look on his face. She kept her eyes on the ceiling as she felt his breath warm on her legs, focusing on not making any sound even as she felt his tongue between her legs, working against her with such passion she was sure his main priority was winning their bet.
She gasped loudly at the feel of his thumb on her clit, making him stop what he was doing to pull the covers from over him so he could see her.
He raised an eyebrow at her and smirked.
"Want to make it three?" he asked quietly.
Cassie scowled at him, reaching for the pillow just in case.
"Cheat," he said as he ducked his head again.
Cassie clung to the pillow beside her breathing deeply to keep control as Chris went down on her again, sucking at his flesh and slipping his tongue inside her even as his fingers rubbed against her, sending jolts of pleasure through her body as she bit her lip hard enough to make it bleed in her effort to keep quiet. Until it was all too much as she had to twist her face into the pillow as she came with a muffled cry, bucking her hips against his mouth.
Chris popped his head back up again, licking his lips as he took in the sight above him, the pillow crushed beside her, with an imprint of her face on it. Making his way back up her body he kissed her deeply, moving the kisses to her ear so he could speak. "Obviously I'm gonna have to work harder."
"Chris." Cassie said his name almost as if she was in pain.
He pulled back quickly to look at her, faintly concerned.
"No trying to make me all...loud," she said. "They're really nice yeah, I don't-I don't want them thinking of me like that."
"Like what? On your knees sucking me off?"
She hit him in the arm for that.
"Sorry," he mouthed. "Okay, I won't even try to make you come again, how's that?"
"Better," Cassie replied leaning in to kiss him, as she slipped her hand down between them taking him in her hand.
It was his turn to gasp then, the coolness of her hands and the suddenness of her movement taking him by surprise.
"Every time you make a sound I'm going to stop," she informed him. "Understand?"
Chris nodded in response, not even daring to speak just in case.
"Good boy," she whispered, as she moved her hand again, slow and steady as she watched his face carefully, for any sign he might be able to lose control.
Chris had never used so much concentration in his entire life as Cassie stroked him, speeding up almost as soon as she'd started. She looked gorgeous like this, so attentive, so focused and so content. All he wanted to do was moan her name, to make a sound and encourage her, but he repeated her words in his head like a mantra If you make a sound I'm going to stop. And he had no doubt she would. Cass was a little out there at times, and especially eager to please, but she was different with him, in the bedroom particularly, more in control.
He let his mind drift for just a second and suddenly her hand stilled. He raised an eyebrow, as she frowned up at him, her hand still warm around him, no idea why she'd stopped. Had he made a sound? He didn't think he had.
Cassie smiled dreamily after a second, sitting up to kiss him for a moment. "Would this make it easier for you?" she murmured against him lips.
Again Chris nodded, not daring to break her rules.
She shifted up the bed to sit up so she wouldn't have to support herself, guiding him with her legs to join her, until he was kneeling between her legs. Suddenly she was kissing him furiously, all passion and tongue and teeth as her hand moved rapidly against him. She swallowed down his moans as he let them out freely when she showed no sign of stopping or even slowing. He wasn't sure what the rules were anymore and he didn't really care either, not as long as she was kissing and touching him like that.
Before he knew what was happening he came over her stomach with a groan and Cassie pulled back frowning again. Chris was too far gone to care though, it couldn't have been that loud though, surely?
"We're never fucking in here, you know that, yeah?" she whispered into his ear.
"Yeah, fine, whatever," Chris said, rolling off her. "Wait what?"
Cassie smiled. "The bed creaks."
"Then we won't use the bed."
Fandom Skins
Pairing Cassie/Chris
Rating Soft R
Word Count 1348
The walls were paper thin in the flat. It didn't matter so much when the old upstairs neighbour was there. He was even louder than both of them and kind of a dick so Cassie never felt the need to be quiet whatever it was she was doing, or how late it was. They'd suffered through far too many instances of him running up stairs so forcefully she was sure the ceiling would come down on them, not to mention the arguments at stupid o'clock in the morning. It was easy not to give a shit in the face of that kind of thing but since he'd been evicted and the nice old couple had moved in instead it was completely different.
Cassie liked the old couple. The husband, George, would thrust five pound notes at her when she helped him carry his shopping upstairs despite the fact she always protested and the wife, Edith called her sweetheart and gave her old clothes that she didn't wear anymore. It was like having grandparents for the first time. And that was the problem, they treated her like she was something special, like she was a good girl which had made things awkward in the bedroom with Chris. They hadn't had sex in their bedroom for three weeks now. Oh they'd done it plenty of other places - Cassie had started using the five pounds George had given her to get into the cheap student nights in town and fuck Chris in the toilets, but it was starting to get annoying.
Cassie laid in bed beside Chris, staring up at the thin crack in the ceiling. She didn't move when she felt Chris's hand creep up her leg, under her thin nightie, when she turned her head to look at him he was staring straight up at the ceiling like her, as if nothing was happening.
"Chris," Cassie whispered with a frown.
"Y'know they're probably half deaf, they wouldn't hear a thing."
"They can hear better than you can."
"We are grown adults," he protested into her ear.
Cassie didn't feel like a grown-up, despite all the things she'd been through and anyway that wasn't the point.
"Maybe you should ask them, yeah? If they mind us shagging directly under them?"
Cassie turned quickly on to her side to look at him, completely aghast at the suggestion. He really just didn't care, it was like nothing mattered to him, like he was impossible to embarrass.
"What?"
"I'm not asking the lovely old couple upstairs if they'd mind hearing us shagging, Chris!" she hissed.
Chris raised his hands. "Okay, okay so..." he trailed off for a moment considering his options. He'd probably be okay having a wank in the bathroom, but that really didn't seem fair when Cass was right there next to him. "What if I'm, like, really quiet?" he asked.
Cassie almost burst out laughing at his suggestion. "You can't do quiet."
He scoffed at that. "Says you."
"I can be quiet."
"Wanna bet?"
Cassie didn't speak.
"Two weeks of washing up says I can manage to keep quiet and you can't, deal?"
Her eyes flickered to the ceiling. If anything would keep Chris quiet it was the possibility of having to do the washing up.
"Deal," she sighed.
Cassie pressed her lips together as Chris disappeared underneath the duvet with a smug look on his face. She kept her eyes on the ceiling as she felt his breath warm on her legs, focusing on not making any sound even as she felt his tongue between her legs, working against her with such passion she was sure his main priority was winning their bet.
She gasped loudly at the feel of his thumb on her clit, making him stop what he was doing to pull the covers from over him so he could see her.
He raised an eyebrow at her and smirked.
"Want to make it three?" he asked quietly.
Cassie scowled at him, reaching for the pillow just in case.
"Cheat," he said as he ducked his head again.
Cassie clung to the pillow beside her breathing deeply to keep control as Chris went down on her again, sucking at his flesh and slipping his tongue inside her even as his fingers rubbed against her, sending jolts of pleasure through her body as she bit her lip hard enough to make it bleed in her effort to keep quiet. Until it was all too much as she had to twist her face into the pillow as she came with a muffled cry, bucking her hips against his mouth.
Chris popped his head back up again, licking his lips as he took in the sight above him, the pillow crushed beside her, with an imprint of her face on it. Making his way back up her body he kissed her deeply, moving the kisses to her ear so he could speak. "Obviously I'm gonna have to work harder."
"Chris." Cassie said his name almost as if she was in pain.
He pulled back quickly to look at her, faintly concerned.
"No trying to make me all...loud," she said. "They're really nice yeah, I don't-I don't want them thinking of me like that."
"Like what? On your knees sucking me off?"
She hit him in the arm for that.
"Sorry," he mouthed. "Okay, I won't even try to make you come again, how's that?"
"Better," Cassie replied leaning in to kiss him, as she slipped her hand down between them taking him in her hand.
It was his turn to gasp then, the coolness of her hands and the suddenness of her movement taking him by surprise.
"Every time you make a sound I'm going to stop," she informed him. "Understand?"
Chris nodded in response, not even daring to speak just in case.
"Good boy," she whispered, as she moved her hand again, slow and steady as she watched his face carefully, for any sign he might be able to lose control.
Chris had never used so much concentration in his entire life as Cassie stroked him, speeding up almost as soon as she'd started. She looked gorgeous like this, so attentive, so focused and so content. All he wanted to do was moan her name, to make a sound and encourage her, but he repeated her words in his head like a mantra If you make a sound I'm going to stop. And he had no doubt she would. Cass was a little out there at times, and especially eager to please, but she was different with him, in the bedroom particularly, more in control.
He let his mind drift for just a second and suddenly her hand stilled. He raised an eyebrow, as she frowned up at him, her hand still warm around him, no idea why she'd stopped. Had he made a sound? He didn't think he had.
Cassie smiled dreamily after a second, sitting up to kiss him for a moment. "Would this make it easier for you?" she murmured against him lips.
Again Chris nodded, not daring to break her rules.
She shifted up the bed to sit up so she wouldn't have to support herself, guiding him with her legs to join her, until he was kneeling between her legs. Suddenly she was kissing him furiously, all passion and tongue and teeth as her hand moved rapidly against him. She swallowed down his moans as he let them out freely when she showed no sign of stopping or even slowing. He wasn't sure what the rules were anymore and he didn't really care either, not as long as she was kissing and touching him like that.
Before he knew what was happening he came over her stomach with a groan and Cassie pulled back frowning again. Chris was too far gone to care though, it couldn't have been that loud though, surely?
"We're never fucking in here, you know that, yeah?" she whispered into his ear.
"Yeah, fine, whatever," Chris said, rolling off her. "Wait what?"
Cassie smiled. "The bed creaks."
"Then we won't use the bed."