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FIC: Feat. Pair: Katie/Marcus. Wanting, by Skysage

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Title: Wanting
Author:

skysage
Word Count: 3090 words, complete
Alternate Links to Fic: none
Pairing: Katie Bell/ Marcus Flint
Rating: NC-17
Author's Summary: Poor Marcus is left alone to his own devices. So he does the only thing he can do... only he's not quite as alone as he thought...
Author's Website: Author's fic list
Why everyone should read this:
First of all, like my very first rec for this month, this story too was recced by Angylinni here. And like 'Fallen Angel', the link given at the time no longer works as Chasers does no longer exist.

Why rec this again? Because it's pure smut and most of us need that now and then. Hot and steamy, and it's not-often-used dynamic reversal with this pairing. Katie is in charge, all the way!

Excerpt:
Slipping further down the chair so that his arse was almost off the edge, he pushed his boxers down just far enough to pull his hardening cock free. He couldn't help the sigh of relief that escaped his lips as he wrapped his hand around its thick length, pleasure seeping up his nerves and into his brain. Lightly, he smoothed his thumb over the head of his cock, wetting it with the precum starting to leak from the tip. Like this, he could almost pretend that it was Katie's tongue teasing him just before she was about to deep throat him...

"Fuck... Katie..."

The images and memories blotted out reality, and it was no longer his hand, but hers stroking him, teasing him. She was there, looking up at him, wanting him, needing him just as badly as he needed her. Teeth clenching, he tightened his grip, pumping faster, his other hand reaching down to cup his balls. He wanted her... oh, sweet Merlin, how he wanted her. He found himself whispering aloud the things he would say to her if she were here, things he knew would make her hot and wet for him. He knew how she loved it when he kept talking to her, telling her what he thought and felt at that very moment. Better yet, he knew how she'd feel when he told her these things, how she'd clench around him, back arching, head thrown back as she screamed...