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Title: Earring
Author: heartofslash
Fandom/Pairing: Black Hawk Down (Army of Two), Grimes/McKnight
Rating: Sexual stuff
Warning: *sporfles*
Disclaimer: Never happened. Never will. Not.
Note: Takes place any time you want it to after, oh... after Grimes and McKnight move back into their house after the mold incident.
Dedication: for byte366
Earring
Wet tongue traces the outer curve of an ear almost translucent in the morning sunlight. A bulge on the helix where the cartilage was damaged at some point. That sort of thing happens when you're in the army. The scapha is smooth under his tongue. How does he know it's called that? It's the kind of thing he remembers at odd times. He curls his tongue under the folded-over ridge and down to the lobe. Nibble. Suck. Sigh. The skin is thick and pliable. He licks the back of it.
There is a lump.
A tiny imperfection, never before noticed. How could he have missed it?
He immediately worries. What could it be? Lumps can be harmless little moles or they can be scary things that turn into scarier things.
He shifts to the side, nibbling the edge of the ear gently, positions himself to see the back of the lobe.
The little lump is the same color as the rest of the lobe, but he can see a minute perforation in the direct center of it.
It's scar tissue. And the perforation used to be big enough to be a piercing. There used to be a piercing in this ear.
What kind of piercing, he wonders… a silver ring? A plain gold stud? He can't imagine anything too flamboyant.
A metallic flash. Hard cold metal he could catch between his teeth and tug. His cock starts to get hard at the mere thought of it.
"Oh my god, sir, you used to wear an earring!" Grimes sputters.
McKnight pulls him down. "Misspent youth. Got it on a dare. Not for long. You got a problem with earrings, soldier?"
Grimes squirms against McKnight's chest and tries to picture McKnight with an earring.
He can't. You don't have an earring when you're in the army, and McKnight is inextricably linked to his uniform in Grimes' mind, even when he's naked.
McKnight nips at Grimes' left ear lobe. Hot breath tickles all the way to Grimes' steadily-growing cock.
"God, no, sir," he groans and squirms and rubs coarse chest hair against coarse chest hair. "I'd get one, if you asked me to," he adds cautiously.
McKnight pushes him away and studies him with way too intense blue eyes.
Grimes tries not to hump his leg.
"Naw," McKnight says. "Don't. I like you just like this."
Grimes goes ahead and humps his leg.
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