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browngirlAnd now for something new for my birthday, as well. Which should probably have been on the other end of the scale, but c'est la vie.
Title: Family Bonding
Fandom: Numb3rs
Rating: NC-17 with warnings
Pairing: Don Eppes/Charlie Eppes/ Wednesday Addams
Warnings/Spoilers: NC-17. Slash, het, incest, threesome, bondage, um... *laugh*
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strangerian. This is a little sequel to "Family Values", a wonderful (and wonderfully wrong) gift she wrote for me. Also for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
numb3rs100 Prompt #104, Handcuffs, and drabble_a_trois Challenge #23: Control.
Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.
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Don can't get out of these handcuffs. He knows he can't, because they're regulation and they came from his pocket. That doesn't keep him from jerking at every maddeningly light stroke of cool fingertips down his spine.
"Shh." Wednesday's voice breezes across his ear. If he weren't blindfolded he'd see her shiny red lips, he'd investigate what color her tight little nipples are instead of just feeling them against his skin. "Shh," she hisses to him, sibilant and low, then rakes her nails across his shoulders.
Don surges and growls, the bedframe squeaking, the cuffs bands of restraining fire around his wrists. "Whoa!" Charlie calls from beneath him, a surprised laugh and a familiar nervous hand against his chest. "He nearly fell on me!"
"Help hold him up." Her quiet voice sparks Don's defiance; he wants to say he doesn't need help, but Charlie bites his nipple, harder than usual, leaving him too busy gasping to speak.
"Yes ma'am," Charlie murmurs over Don's belly, voice warm and kisses warmer. He slides down, hands bracing Don's waist as he kisses the head and sucks Don in; Wednesday laughs softly over Don's burning shoulders and kisses his nape. Don shudders, dropping his head, overwhelmed.
Title: Family Bonding
Fandom: Numb3rs
Rating: NC-17 with warnings
Pairing: Don Eppes/Charlie Eppes/ Wednesday Addams
Warnings/Spoilers: NC-17. Slash, het, incest, threesome, bondage, um... *laugh*
All Thanks To: / Acknowledgements:
strangerian. This is a little sequel to "Family Values", a wonderful (and wonderfully wrong) gift she wrote for me. Also for numb3rs100 Prompt #104, Handcuffs, and drabble_a_trois Challenge #23: Control.Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.
Title from
Don can't get out of these handcuffs. He knows he can't, because they're regulation and they came from his pocket. That doesn't keep him from jerking at every maddeningly light stroke of cool fingertips down his spine.
"Shh." Wednesday's voice breezes across his ear. If he weren't blindfolded he'd see her shiny red lips, he'd investigate what color her tight little nipples are instead of just feeling them against his skin. "Shh," she hisses to him, sibilant and low, then rakes her nails across his shoulders.
Don surges and growls, the bedframe squeaking, the cuffs bands of restraining fire around his wrists. "Whoa!" Charlie calls from beneath him, a surprised laugh and a familiar nervous hand against his chest. "He nearly fell on me!"
"Help hold him up." Her quiet voice sparks Don's defiance; he wants to say he doesn't need help, but Charlie bites his nipple, harder than usual, leaving him too busy gasping to speak.
"Yes ma'am," Charlie murmurs over Don's belly, voice warm and kisses warmer. He slides down, hands bracing Don's waist as he kisses the head and sucks Don in; Wednesday laughs softly over Don's burning shoulders and kisses his nape. Don shudders, dropping his head, overwhelmed.
