thank you to @crxssjae for tagging me in the WIP game! the rule is to tag the last 5-6 lines you wrote for your WIP. I have been going full-force on the kamijey proxy-sex-turned-threesome fic lately and i also wanted to try the "snippet" feature of ellipsus
tagging (no pressure) @merrinpippy @svtboo @heterodox-heterographer @quicklikelight @greggorsamson
Jey held his gaze for a moment longer, on principle, then nodded. The movement pulled at Jey's roots where they were trapped in Kevin's fist. Jey's face went slack for a second.
Well, Kevin thought. Isn't that fun.
"Good boy," he cooed, softening the clenched fist to scratch at Jey's nape like a dog's.
He took his time thinking of what to say, relishing the unconscious shudders wrecking Jey's body as Kevin petted him.
"Speak, then," Jey gritted out through clenched teeth.
Kevin pulled Jey's hair gently in reprimand. He mentally counted to ten, on principle, then indulged the request.
"You cause a lot of trouble, you know that, Jey?"
The way Jey averted his eyes and stared at the wall told Kevin he did indeed know it.
"I went through all this effort to get the target off Sami's back and what do you do? Pant after him like a bitch in heat."
from ch. 3 of extremophile organisms, right before this previously shared snippet
transcript under the cut
The door opened slowly.
Sami looked up to see Kevin Owens towering over him.
Oh, fuck.
His mind went into overdrive, spinning scenarios: Sami misunderstanding the situation (couldn't be, those moans of "c'mon uce, please" were still ringing in his head — it was Jey in there) and Kev thinking he was a creep stalker who couldn't leave him alone. Kev looking at him in contempt and closing the door wordlessly. Kev smirking and closing the door wordlessly. Kev grabbing him by the beard and dragging him in and punishing him for the filthy little voyeur that he was.
Nothing could have prepared him for what actually happened.
"Hey," Kevin greeted in a loud whisper. "He's taking a nap."
@crxssjae that was Dec 30, 2022, yes. this fic takes place roughly a couple of weeks before that, after Kevin has Publicly Broken Up with Sami and Roman has accepted Kevin's title challenge but before Roman has gone all-in on terrorizing/mindbreaking Sami. crucially, this is also when Jey is at peak delusional ucey girlprince being the world's most chivalrous attack puppy while completely blind to the danger that Roman represents to "his three brothers"
"December 2022" is the working title for Extremophile Organisms, the kamijey fic, because it was the first fic I ever started working on and I hadn't gotten the hang of working titles yet 😂 have an excerpt from *rolls dice* chapter 2
That business taken care of, he walked into the shower and went through his shower routine, his body going on autopilot as the familiar parade of soaps and lotions and serums and shaving cream soothed his overactive mind. So automatic were the motions, in fact, that it did not occur to him that this might not be the best timing for his usual jerk-off session until after he had poured the lube on his hand and began stroking his dick into hardness.
The gasp coming out of his mouth took him by surprise. He went completely still for a second, wondering if Sami had heard him— and that thought, of course, made everything worse. He slapped a hand over his mouth, almost scandalized by the moan that had threatened to spill out— he had perfected the art of rubbing a silent one in the shower by the time he was twelve, making the most of brief moments of privacy in a small house full of nosy relatives, and had never quite gotten out of the habit. The wild animal currently jackrabbitting his hips into his curled hand while his other hand had to force his mouth shut was near unrecognizable to him.
He shoved his fist into his mouth, desperate to keep himself silent, and the taste of flesh against his tongue brought him back viscerally to Kevin's fingers in his mouth as the man asked him if he'd ever sucked a cock before. His mouth licked and suckled at his knuckles, begging for something he wasn't quite ready to name. Sami's hand over his mouth while he stripped Jey's dick efficiently in some backstage closet. Sami's hand holding his jaw open as he fed himself into Jey's mouth with his usual mixture of care and boldness. Kevin's hand clenched on his hair as he pushed him forward and forced Sami's cock deep into his throat—
Jey stared incredulously at the white stripes slowly dripping down the shower wall; his cum stared back impassively. Had he really just—?