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Arcade Gannon, eating fruit sexily

Date: 2012-05-27 11:20 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I'd love to see some fic in which Arcade has got hold of some fresh fruit and he really indulges himself while he eats it - slowly, juice running down hands/wrists and so on. Maybe someone else (Boone?) can't stop watching?

TIA

Re: Arcade Gannon, eating fruit sexily

Date: 2012-05-29 08:37 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I, err, might be filling this for you. Do you care if it's M!Courier ogling Arcade eating the juicy flesh of some fruit.. Or do you prefer Boone? Also...do you mind a little smut thrown in there? I actually might be able to give you a little Arcade/Boone with voyeur m!Courier, depending on the way the writing swings. So to speak. ;)

Re: Arcade Gannon, eating fruit sexily

Date: 2012-05-30 01:13 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Excitement!

I don't mind if it's M!Courier or Boone, and smut is actively welcomed ;)

Arcade/Boone with voyeur M!Courier sounds amazing.

I guess my only pretty please would be, if you do include M!Courier, do you mind if he's similar in age to Arcade, rather than a young version?

Thank you so much, anon.

Re: Arcade Gannon, eating fruit sexily

Date: 2012-05-30 03:07 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Oh god.
I laughed and then I realized I want this so hard.

Re: Arcade Gannon, eating fruit sexily

Date: 2012-05-31 02:21 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Story of my life.

Enjoy The Show

Date: 2012-07-07 06:32 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Arcade smacked his lips and took another bite of that damnably tantalizing fruit. His lips pressed against it as he bit down, and an accompanying trail of juice lined his lower lip. He mopped it up with the pad of his thumb and then flicked his tongue over it. “Mmn.”

The courier, from his bedroll on the ground, was getting quite the show.

Arcade was lounging a mere five feet away, propped up against the Courier’s power armour. In one hand was a pre-war novel, and in the other, one of the fresh pears that they had stumbled across hours earlier. He seemed completely unaware of the courier’s watch.

He turned the page and bit the fruit once again. This time, a stream of juice flowed down the length of his arm, and Arcade unceremoniously lapped it up with his tongue, eyes not leaving the book.

Goddamn.

The courier was practically drooling when the man seated across from him sank his teeth into the pear a third time. Maybe it was the way that Arcade’s lips pursed against the fruit that was about to drive him insane. Or maybe it was the fact that he licked his lips each time. Or the way he sucked on the tip of his index finger to catch a stray drop.

He found himself unable to imagine anything but what else those lips could be pursed around and what that tongue could be sweeping up.

The man bit down on his lip as he watched his completely oblivious companion.

Well, seemingly completely oblivious.

Before the courier knew it, Arcade’s eyes were locked on his, a blonde brow raised with curiosity. “You know, your ribs are never going to heal without proper rest,” he scolded, “So as much as you enjoy watching me and as much as I enjoy letting you watch me, I’m afraid I’m going to have to tell you to go to sleep”

“But I wasn’t—“

“Oh?”

“I was just….thinkin’. Not really lookin’ at anything at all.”

Arcade sighed and gave a curt shrug, shifting and flipping the page in his book. “Well, I guess I can’t exactly argue that,” he said. Bullshit. His tone was almost too passive. The courier was being mocked.

He frowned and screwed his eyes shut, blindly listening to Arcade thumb through the pages in the book until he fell silent, supposedly once more glued to the text. Cautiously, the courier cracked one eye open and then the other, only to have his lips part in a breathy sigh. The first thing he saw was Arcade slowly tracing his upper lip with his tongue, and then the side of his hand, followed by popping his index and middle fingers in his mouth one at a time.

“Fuck.”

Arcade smirked.

“You’re doing this on purpose,” the courier accused, propping himself up on his elbow.

“Actually, I always eat like an underpaid prostitute. I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to notice.”

The man flopped back down on his bedroll and stubbornly faced the other direction. He was already being mocked, it was the least he could do to deny the other the satisfaction of seeing that aching bulge in his pants.

“Screw you.”

“Ah, ah, ah,” Arcade chided, “It would be poor bedside manner to do that while you’re injured.”

AA Note

Date: 2012-07-07 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Forgot to mention! This is a different AA than the other potential one. :,) I just saw this prompt and couldn't resist, eheh.

Re: AA Note

Date: 2012-07-18 03:21 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
OP here! I'm very glad you saw the prompt and couldn't resist, because this is awesome :D

I really enjoyed all the fruit eating detail, and Arcade being a total tease for a frustrated m!Courier. Excellent stuff - thank you so much anon writer!

Re: Enjoy The Show

Date: 2012-07-12 07:33 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Arcade the sass master. Adorable! :)

Re: Enjoy The Show

Date: 2014-08-31 12:54 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
“Actually, I always eat like an underpaid prostitute. I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to notice.”

From sexy to funny as hell in .5 seconds. Bravo a!a, bravo!

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