ext_14267 (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
laughingacademy.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
crack_van2013-11-30 05:48 pm
laughingacademy.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2013-11-30 05:48 pm
Entry tags:
Untitled Smut, by mister13eyond (NC-17)
Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE
Pairing: Cecil/Carlos
Length: 3,208 words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3
Warnings: “vomit, body horror, eyes and hands and mouths where they don’t belong, language, penetration, graphic sex, and general monster-Cecil far above and beyond the usual depictions of monster-Cecil. But also lots of consent and fluff”
Why this must be read:
“The first time Carlos saw Cecil ‘naked’, he threw up.”
It’s to mister13eyond’s credit that the story credibly transitions from that moment to a successful consummation, once Carlos has had a chance to brush his teeth and gargle. It helps that Cecil, though flagrantly inhuman in his natural form, is anything but a monster.
“Untitled Smut” on AO3 and on Tumblr
Pairing: Cecil/Carlos
Length: 3,208 words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3
Warnings: “vomit, body horror, eyes and hands and mouths where they don’t belong, language, penetration, graphic sex, and general monster-Cecil far above and beyond the usual depictions of monster-Cecil. But also lots of consent and fluff”
Why this must be read:
“The first time Carlos saw Cecil ‘naked’, he threw up.”
It’s to mister13eyond’s credit that the story credibly transitions from that moment to a successful consummation, once Carlos has had a chance to brush his teeth and gargle. It helps that Cecil, though flagrantly inhuman in his natural form, is anything but a monster.
Cecil leaned back in and kissed him, slow and heavy and hot. Carlos relaxed into the kiss, a soft sound of contentment, and realized he was overthinking things. Relax, relax, just enjoy him, just enjoy himself. Cecil’s hands slid over his body, one tracing his ribs, another skating over his hips. Carlos groaned, kissing back hard, leaning up into the hand petting through his hair as Cecil’s hand pulled him closer by cradling the back of his neck-
Wait.
Carlos counted in his head. Ribs, hips, hair, neck…
He creaked one eye open.
“Keep them closed, Carlos,” Cecil murmured against his lips. “Don’t look. Just feel.”
Carlos took a breath, squeezed his eyes shut again. “O..kay.”
Cecil kept kissing him. And then Cecil was also kissing his ears, his throat, his collarbone. And Cecil was kissing his stomach. And the small of his back. All at once.
Carlos whimpered a little at the back of his throat and Cecil froze, all of him, all mouths and hands and motions pausing, and there was a small whisper at his ear, Cecil very very softly asking “Do you want me to stop?”
Carlos kept his eyes closed, took a minute to steady himself. In its own way, all the kisses and touches were nice. Just Cecil lavishing attention on his body, right? Nothing scary or weird about a lover trying to kiss and touch as much of him as possible. “No, I’m okay.”
“Untitled Smut” on AO3 and on Tumblr