Sentence Fic: Until I Use Him Up

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Title: Until I Use Him Up
Rating: Strong R, for sexual situations, dub-con turned non-con, use of alcohol to coerce sex.
Genre: Angst, dub-con, dark!story AU
Pairings: Peter/Elizabeth, Dom!Neal/sub!Peter; eventual Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
Warnings: Dub-con turned non-con, manipulation, drinking, abuse of power, some cock torture, dark!Neal
Summary: Neal wants something from Peter, and he'll take it any way he can.
Notes: Written for Single Sentence Challenge I. Slightly expanded. Title from...something. I can't figure out where I got this from. I thought it was a musical lyric, but now I can't find it.

Thanks to neontiger55 and kinky_sprite for their input! :-)
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I. Taking what didn't belong to him is second nature to Neal, and there is nothing he wants more than Peter, and on the long nights when Peter drinks too much, Neal doesn't stop him, and he greedily accepts what a sober Peter would never offer him.


II. The first time it happened was an accident. El was out of town, the case had been bad, and Peter had started drinking at dinner and just didn't stop, leaving him good and relaxed, and handsy. Neal allowed Peter to kiss him and when Peter asked in a sweetly sleepy voice for sex, Neal had given it to him, delighted to discover that Peter was a submissive bottom and was willing to let Neal take the lead. In the morning, Neal watches regret and shame flicker across Peter's face, and when his partner apologizes for using him, Neal doesn't correct him.


III. Peter was easier to manipulate now that he felt guilty -- no more coffee runs for Neal, or silly paperwork that the probies could do. Neal thought he should maybe feel more guilt than he did, but the prickle of his conscience was minor compared to the enjoyment of having the power dynamic shift just a little in his favor.


IV. The second time they fucked, Peter wasn't as drunk, but Neal knew that part of the con was to convince the mark that what you wanted, they wanted as well. Neal used that to get his way with Peter and soon Peter was panting and moaning under him while Neal plowed hard and fast into him until they both came.


V. Everything was confessed to Elizabeth after the fourth time. She was great, totally understanding, wanting details, and asking to join them the next time. The night they were to all be together, El and Neal were alone while Peter got them dinner. She stroked Neal's cock through his pants and smiled. Neal was only to eager to accommodate her, and before he knew it, his pants were unzipped and her small hands were wrapped around his cock and then she was squeezing, squeezing until he thought he might scream.


VI. Elizabeth was still smiling, but there was nothing soft or gentle about it as she lifted Neal's head and forced him to look her in the eyes. "I know what you're doing, and if you think you can use this to hurt my husband, I will destroy you," she promised, and although Neal wasn't sure how she could do it, he had no doubts that she would.


VII. "So what now?" Neal asked, and Elizabeth pressed a perfectly filed nail into the slit of his cock. The small smile on her face was the only answer he received, and he knew that she had saved and damned him in that moment before Peter returned to them.

~fin

Comments

[squeakyoflight.livejournal.com]

Whoa.

Dark! and a bit scary! and a Neal and Peter and Elizabeth I'm not sure I like... and yet, I liked this fic.

Squeaky