#lukeric

[sillystigmata]

We’re back.

[yaoiblackmold]

Shipping LBF and Eric Bogosian together is hilarious to me because it's basically like a theoretical "would you fuck a younger/older version of yourself" but this time it's real and both of them were like yes I would fuck my clone.

[wildeoscars]

ignorama iwtv rpf masterlist

I’ve decided to gather my iwtv rpf fics into one post! Below you’ll find my most recently posted, and the rest are chronological below the cut.

˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

To Everything There Is A Season Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 1.2k words, Teen

Eric used to worry about the future a lot more when he was younger. Now—laying on his couch with Assad on top of him, dozing away in the warmth of a lazy summer afternoon—it’s less a worry and more of a tender yearning, an ache. To have his story coming to an end just as Assad’s is gearing up.

Sometimes A Fantasy Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 3k words, Explicit

He did feel bad for the poor kid. He remembered jerking off for a week after he saw The Velvet Vampire in theaters. Assad was worse off now, though, because while there hadn’t been a chance in hell he’d ever get to fuck Celeste Yarnall, Assad had very much been able to fuck one Eric Bogosian, and now he had to do without.

Bigmouth Strikes Again Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 4.3k words, Explicit

If there was a real problem, he and Jo would have talked it out already like the adults they were. No, this was her solution to draw him out of his own head, a little pain to throw off the comfort he’d gotten so accustomed to lately. God, he loved her. Loved Assad for indulging them.

A Cog Dog Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 4.7k words, Explicit

It was everywhere in Eric’s writing, his monologues, tumbling from his mouth seemingly beyond his control in polite company. If Assad got him riled up enough in bed, it came out then, too.

Eric Bogosian was a dog.

Treat Me Like The Dog I Am Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 3.8k words, Explicit

They came up with a game the night after Assad gifted Eric his collar. The rules were simple: Eric just had to be good. If he was good, he got a treat. If he wasn’t, Assad would punish him.

[Sequel to A Cog Dog]

Try My Love (See How Well It Fits) Eric Bogosian/Luke Brandon Field/Assad Zaman, 4.2k words, Explicit

“You’ll listen to me, and you’ll get to fuck Assad. You’ll be so good, won’t you, sweetheart?” Eric asked, his lips twisted into that sardonic grin of his as they pressed against the shell of Luke’s ear. It was red hot, the flush on his face extending from the tips of his ears down to the neckline of his shirt. Sweetheart. The endearment never felt so cold, yet so all-encompassingly warm.

Performance Anxiety Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 1k words, Explicit

He didn’t even like going to the urinals if someone else was in the bathroom with him, and now, with Eric pressed up against the length of him, hard against his ass and waiting? It was impossible.

Du trägst ‘n Gott zwischen deinen Schenkeln Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 1.3k words, Explicit

Assad was staring. He knew he was staring. It wasn’t polite to stare at people in general, but it was particularly rude when they had their genitals out.

XXL Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 2.8k words, Explicit

He'd had never seen the boy’s face so red, had never seen him so panicked. “Eric, I am so sorry. If I’d know, I. I would have. I’d never invade Jo’s privacy like that. You have to know, I’d—”

“Oh, those aren’t hers,” Eric interjected, cutting off Assad’s panicked ramblings before he could spiral any further. “Well. She uses them, sure, but not on herself.”

A Sight Worth Seeing, A Vision Of You Eric Bogosian/Luke Brandon Field, 965 words, Mature

“Debbie Harry, huh?” Eric asks with a grin, wolfish and playful. Luke squirms in his lap. Aroused. Embarrassed. It’s not like he’s had a massive crush on her since he was 13.

“Yeah. Big Blondie fan, you know.” He laughs, desperate.

Lazy Sunday Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 1.7k words, Explicit

Assad knew how much Eric loved his thighs.They were strong but soft, something to hold on to. And Eric had last night. He easily folded him in half with his knees to his chest, holding him in place with a strong grip on his thighs. Assad could feel bruises forming already.

Safe In Your Skin Luke Brandon Field/Assad Zaman, 2.6k words, Explicit

Assad had been truly terrifying, even when there had been no real danger. Luke’s injuries were fake, the twin gaping wounds in his neck no more than makeup, yet the fear had been real. The way his body trembled had been real. Assad’s hand, surprisingly gentle, rubbing his cheek as Armand talked Daniel into accepting death, had been real. The way Assad’s knee pressed into his crotch—intentional or not—had been real, and the mixed signals had his brain spinning.

Dr. Feelgood Eric Bogosian/Assad Zaman, 3k words, Explicit

Eric had always loved the look of rubber, the feel of it against his skin. It was something he hadn’t felt in decades, since his life had settled down into something bordering on mundane, but the sensation was impossible to forget. At times he found it difficult to focus on set, Assad looking irresistible in his low-cut shirts and his tight black gloves, but it worked out in the end. Daniel was supposed to be fascinated by this mysterious young man, after all.

Assad had jerked him off one night after filming, gloves still on, and he’d been fantasizing about it ever since.

Step a Little Closer Jacob Anderson/Eric Bogosian, 1.7k words, Explicit

“There’s no way you could do it wrong,” Eric had assured him. And sure, maybe if Jacob had ran into the room and launched himself foot-first at Eric’s junk they would have had a problem, but that hadn’t been the case.

Jacob could have easily convinced Eric he’d stepped on hundreds of dicks in his time, with the ease at which he took to it.

Show Me The Ropes Luke Brandon Field/Assad Zaman, 9.4k words, Explicit

“You could practice on me.”

The words were leaving Luke’s mouth before his brain had time to stop them, and it was too late to take it back by the time they registered.

“I could?” Assad asked, perking up.

Luke could back out now. He could laugh it off, a joke between friends gone too far, and Assad would drop the matter. The more he thought about it, though, the more his head spun.

Assad’s capable hands on him, guiding him into place. The sharp sting of rope rubbing against his tender skin, distracting from the dull throb of his sore muscles. Assad’s gentle voice talking him through it all, praising him. So good for me, Luke. Staying so still.

The Royal Treatment Jacob Anderson/Assad Zaman, 5k words, Explicit

What had been the plan, really?

Buy the lingerie, put it on—and then what? Text his wife on the other side of the world? Have a sad wank alone in his apartment? He wasn’t Cinderella. The clothes weren’t magic. There would be no transformation into this perfect, idealized thing. He was still just Jacob—playing at something he wasn’t just to hide from his real problems, like always.

[ebogohead]

saw a meme on twitter

[bludkin]

"thank you boss" is what Luke says after Eric—

[demonpoppyseed]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Luke/Eric RPF Smut

🥰😘

[badger-and-bloom]

just reced my friend absolutely beautiful insane fauxest smut (the bogosian BDSM package)

we talked about daddy kink fauxcest being a guilty (or not so guilty for me) pleasure for both of us, but didn't go into detail and man, idk how fauxcesty he likes his fauxcest...

so either i just gave him a beautiful gift, or he's gonna look at me with very different eyes soon lol

[diningwiththeasquiths]

WIP ask game: Zamasian or Lukeric casting couch roleplay please. 💀

Thank you for the ask dear 😃🧡

So far I only have an outline of like 200 words, so I’ll sum up this WIP in bullet points:

It’s a fantasy of Assad’s (or Luke’s, depending on who I’ll go with)

He doesn’t discuss it with Eric up front, but instead just slips into character one day hoping Eric will play along

“I just want to say how grateful I am for this opportunity. I really, really need this acting job.”

Of course Eric quickly catches on and is more than happy to assume the role of sleazy casting director

Eric makes him take off his shirt, his trousers and eventually his underwear too, which he justifies by saying there might be a full frontal scene

If it’s Assad, Eric definitely says something along the lines of: “Nice rack, can you push them together for me?”

He takes his time inspecting “the goods” (hole included 😏)

When Assad/Luke turns back around he acts like he’s shocked to see Eric has pulled out his erect dick through his fly

Eric makes him give him a blowjob and Assad/Luke pretends to be inexperienced and reluctant on purpose (think lots of gagging occurring)

Eric tells him to swallow or he won’t get the part

Afterwards Eric points out that Assad/Luke got hard and jerks him off even when he tries to decline

"I have a girlfriend." "Of course you do. Just relax."

It results in a (pretend) forced orgasm

If it’s Luke, he definitely cries actual tears

It ends with them dropping their roles, checking in with the other, and of course there's kissing

And that’s pretty much it. Please let me know your thoughts! 🤭