An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: F.E.A.R. (Video Games)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Point Man & Paxton Fettel
Characters: Paxton Fettel, Harlan Wade, Alma Wade, Point Man
Additional Tags: Child Abuse, Stream of Consciousness, Character Study, Body Horror, Human Experimentation, Hallucinations, disturbing imagery
Summary:
The Point Man wakes from one nightmare only to find himself deep in another. Trapped inside his own mind and heedless of his injuries, he stumbles away from the wreckage of the chopper and his injured companions and into the decimated city.
ignigeno I don’t have any porn, but I do have this that I’ve been sitting on for a year and a half.
Lily bobs her head and hums in affirmation, barely audible over the tattoo of rain on the roof of the tent. They’re both down to their underwear, the sock’s been pinned on the curtain and she’s just offered to blow him for the first time.
James turned red and told her she didn’t have to. Now he’s looking at Lily like he’s waiting for the punchline.
”Really, Jay. It’s not, like, degrading for me or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking. Like I say, you need to stop judging sex by what you’ve heard a bunch of horny twenty-year-olds talk about in the barracks.”
The crease in James’ forehead deepens. “I-F Y-O-U-R-E S-U-R-E.”
Lily smiles and kisses him, cupping his face between both hands.
Lily slides back, crawls over to their blanket nest and stacks their pillows. She directs James to lean back against them.
James does, and he watches nervously as Lily slides down the length of his body. She smiles up at him reassuringly.
“Relax, babe,” she murmurs and presses a kiss to his hip.
Lily slides further down, presses a kiss to the inside of James’ thigh and then hooks her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulls them down. His freed cock curves up slightly toward his belly, thick and flushed. Lily licks her lips and hears James inhale sharply.
She smiles and licks a stripe up the underside of his cock. James’ breath catches and his hips buck. Lily folds her lips in to protect him from her teeth and sucks him down.
James is gasping, fast and shallow, by the time Lily swallows him to the hilt, staring down between his spread legs. She bobs her head up with a wet, obscene sound and then hollows her cheeks. James’ whole body jolts. One of his hands fists the blankets while the other one tangles in Lily’s hair. He doesn’t hold her there with it, he doesn’t push her head down, he just anchors himself.
Lily presses her tongue against the underside of James’ cock and hums, tuneless. He twitches in her mouth and she looks up. James has dropped his head to his chest, eyes squeezed shut, lips parted as he pants.
He’s gorgeous. Lily lets out a little moan and swallows him again with a swirl of her tongue. She slides her free hand into her underwear and works her clit with two fingers. James fights to stay still, but his hips buck and twitch regardless. Lily is unbothered. She swallows around him, bobs her head, runs the tip of her tongue across his slit, and swallows again.
James’ breathing is shallow and labored and the hand in Lily’s hair clenches and unclenches.
Lily bobs her head once more, hollows her cheeks and that’s it. James’ back bows and he shouts wordlessly as his cock pulses on her tongue. His breathing shutters with every wave of pleasure as Lily nurses him through it and she doesn’t stop until he makes a pained little noise.
Lily rests her head against James’ thigh and quietly finishes herself off, biting her lip and gasping.
When Lily opens her eyes again, she finds James looking at her with a dazed, slightly awestruck expression. Strands of hair are stuck to his forehead and his chest still heaves as he pants. James opens his arms and Lily drags herself to his side and lets him pull her against his chest.
“Told you you’d like it,” she murmurs into his shoulder.
James hums in affirmation and plants a kiss on her forehead.
My F.E.A.R. OFC Lily. I’ve mentioned her a few times and have drawn her as a bird once. I need to formally introduce her here at some point. Probably after I get her bio done, which may be a while.
Lily balked. “In there? After that… thing? Are you crazy?!”
“Frightened, Little Bird?”
“Mr. Fettel, you’re mistaking prudence for cowardice. Flickering lights mean demons, and I do not want to be that person in the first five minutes of a Supernatural episode.”
Giving Pax his old clothes back because continuity goddamnit.
Thanks to Iggy for letting me stare at her art for two and a half hours until I figured it out. I tried to mimic her shading technique without much luck. -.-
