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walk a thousand miles to fall down at your door by xstarlesscity (NC-17)
Fandom: BANDOM (Fall Out Boy and Cobra Starship)
Pairing: Pete/Gabe
Length: Around 15,000 words.
Author on LJ:
xstarlesscity
Author Website: Masterpost on LJ
Why this must be read: If you're a fan of highly kinky fic and can read stories with power play, there are few stories better than this one. The characterization is messy and perfect without falling into cliche (the dom is not who you might guess on first glance), and not only are the various explored kinks extremely hot and well-balanced, but one kink serves perfectly as a story-driving device (which is wonderful for my "good pacing" literary kink). Basically, it's all-around good.
Summary
Excerpt
walk a thousand miles to fall down at your door
Pairing: Pete/Gabe
Length: Around 15,000 words.
Author on LJ:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Author Website: Masterpost on LJ
Why this must be read: If you're a fan of highly kinky fic and can read stories with power play, there are few stories better than this one. The characterization is messy and perfect without falling into cliche (the dom is not who you might guess on first glance), and not only are the various explored kinks extremely hot and well-balanced, but one kink serves perfectly as a story-driving device (which is wonderful for my "good pacing" literary kink). Basically, it's all-around good.
Summary
“only one of us gets to come tonight. you choose who.” pete asks every night and gabe thinks he knows better than to put his pleasure before his master’s, but after two weeks of that same question every day, gabe is pretty sure he’s going to explode. total power exchange, orgasm control, crossdressing, rimming, body worship, dominant masochism, punishments, leashes, sex toys, domestic service- if you can think of it, it’s here.
Excerpt
"Look, can I speak freely or whatever?" Gabe says, resting his now-cool tea against Pete's knee, abruptly changing the subject.
Pete kisses his neck and sits up to face him. "Duh." He rubs his hand up Gabe's hip to his face, cradling his head.
“This- like, this me-or-you thing, is this like, forever?" he asks, and Pete's thumb slips across his lip and presses inside his mouth. Gabe’s tongue flick at it absently, accustomed by now to Pete regularly invading his space.
"No," Pete says. His smile is blinding, his eyes crinkled. It's his shenanigans face, his trolling face, his mischief face. Gabe smiles back despite himself, but he knows he's in deep shit now. "Just till you get the answer right."
Well, what the fuck.
walk a thousand miles to fall down at your door