Kink - Crossdressing - fürs Team
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120_minutenTeam: Thalia
Challenge: Kink – Crossdressing – fürs Team
Fandom: The Expendables 3, aka Luna/Smilee/Thorn/Mars
Titel: Got my red dress on tonight
Inhalt: Smilee has to wear Luna’s red dress.
Anmerkung: Story is in English! Established OT4, Smilee is a loser but they all totally love him. Sorry, not beta-read! I have no idea why the idea of Kellan Lutz wearing dresses is making me so freaking happy but here we are.
Got my red dress on tonight
Mars sees him first and he is not at all subtle about it. He stops mid-sentence, his mouth falling open, as he stares over Thorn’s shoulder at Smilee who had just entered the bar.
“What is it”Thorn asks, head whipping around at breakneck speed. Mars hears him gasping and it’s probably only due to Luna’s incredible reflexes that Thorn isn’t jumping over tables and lunging at John this very second.
“Sit down you idiot!” Luna snarls. “What do you want to do? Fuck him right on the dance floor?”
“Yes!” Thorn whines, struggling in vain against Luna’s grip. “Don’t you see him?”
“No, I am totally not seeing the 6feet something dude that just walked into this bar wearing my dress!”
Thorn lets out a barely audible moan but he ceases fighting and turns around again, staring at Mars with slightly crazy eyes. Mars laughs in his face and takes a good long look at Smilee who is trying his hardest not to fall flat on his face as he stumbles down the stairs behind the main door in some huge silvery stilettos.
“Didn’t know you were wearing size nineteen, Luna”, Mars says with a grin.
“How about I plant my foot in your face so you can check.”
“Not in here, darling” Mars drawls and only flinches slightly as Luna kicks him under the table.
“Those aren’t mine, idiot. He must have gone shopping.”
She is not as calm as she lets on though, Mars notices. Her hands are clenched on the table and she bites her lip, while taking deep breaths. He can see her breasts move beneath her black shiny silk top and a shudder runs down his spine. He looks back at Smilee – Thorn is still staring at him in awe and all but drooling on his shirt – who is getting crowded by Gunnar and the others. They are roaring and laughing at him, clasping down on his shoulders, asking why he never told them and that red is very much his colour (it’s not). Smilee just rolls his eyes, discreetly reaching for the bar so he won’t stumble and crash into someone. Those shoes must be killing him.
“Reminds me of L.A.”, shouts Toll over their combined laughter. “When that one dude of Barney’s was wearing that dress. What’s his name? Trash or something?”
“Don’t care”, says Hale, shaking his head. “Next time you put on a dress, kid, make sure it comes in your size. Nobody wanna see your pale ass hanging out.”
Smilee turns bright red but he tries to keep his stoic face, only turning his head to throw a glance at Mars that’s half amused and half a cry for help.
Big tough Marine is afraid of a little banter, Mars thinks while raising his glass and winking at Smilee.
The others keep on nagging him for a while, with Lee groaning and mumbling something about “those damned kids” and Barney just laughing and shaking his head, glancing at Luna and telling Smilee to please be careful with that dress, it probably cost more than his bike.
“It does!” yells Luna, causing even more laughter and a confused shrug from Barney and then Gunnar finally lets Smilee go, giving him a push that has him all but crash into the bar and then against Luna.
She catches him with ease, parting her legs and putting her hands on his hips, so that he is standing right in front of her, his hand clutching her shoulder, until he isn’t swaying back and forth anymore.
“Careful, baby”, she says and Smilee starts grinning like an idiot.
He is huge anyway but those shoes give him some six inches more. It should be weird to see him tower of Luna like that whose face is level with Smilee’s belly but Mars is sure that he has never seen anything sexier in his entire life.
Judging from the way he shifts on his seat, Thorn probably agrees. Mars grins at him. “Keep it in your pants, dude”, he murmurs, but Thorn only groans, moving closer to Mars and rubbing their legs together. His skin is practically burning and when Mars laughs and puts his arm around him Thorn sinks against his chest with a deep sigh. “I better hurry”, Mars says. “If you are getting your hands on him first there won’t be anything left for Luna and me.”
“Probably”, says Thorn gravely. “I just... look at him”, he adds, gesturing to Smilee who is still standing between Luna’s legs.
“I do”, says Mars and by God, he gets Thorn and his almost painful arousal. Smilee looks amazing with his broad shoulders straining the fabric of Luna’s dress and the hem riding up high enough to see that he isn’t wearing his standard black briefs underneath.
Mars feels his mouth getting dry and licks his lips.
Thorn whimpers and slides his fingers underneath Mars’ t-shirt, caressing the muscles on his belly with short scratches. Boy, is he desperate but Mars really can’t blame him. Instead he turns ever so slightly to the side, so that Thorn can easily slip his arm around him and nuzzle his neck with his lips and teeth. The bar is crowded but dark and Mars doubts that anyone in their right mind would dare giving them shit for the way they touch each other anyway.
They are Expendables, the tattoos prove it, and the whole damn world belongs to them, or at least the four of them belong to each other and that’s more than enough.
Mars sighs, planting a kiss on Thorn’s forehead and then focusing his attention back on Luna and Smilee who are still trying to up one another with the sheer force of their grins.
“Didn’t think you’d do it”, purrs Luna, letting her hands slowly glide up and down Smilee’s hips, tracing the way the folds of the fabric are now stretched out over his broad chest.
“Debt of honour” Smilee says through gritted teeth. “I always pay mine.”
“We know”, says Luna. She is smiling again, reaching up to press her hand on Smilee’s collarbone.
“Although you could have shaved.”
“Gotta draw the line somewhere”, Smilee says and he laughs when Luna starts combing through the hair on his chest peeking out from the dress’ low neckline. “That would have taken hours as well. Didn’t want to make you wait for too long, you know.”
Luna smiles and that’s it for Mars. He will not be relegated to the sidelines just because Luna never learned how to share and Smilee is horrible at multitasking.
“You are just lazy”, Mars quips loudly and he can feel how hard it is for Smilee to tear his eyes away from Luna’s shoulders and hair to look at him. When he finally does, Mars has to bite down hard on his tongue as not to moan and beg Smilee to take him right here on the table. Pretty boy is staring at him with such intensity that it’s just as well that Thorn is still occupied with touching every last inch of Mars’ skin or he’d probably go up in flames right on the spot.
“You think so, huh” Smilee says, grinning like a madman.
Mars tries to swallow but his mouth has gone completely dry. Nonetheless he throws Smilee a sly grin.
“Yeah I do”, he drawls, making sure that his hand slips between Thorn’s thighs. “And by the way your lipstick is way too bright, pretty boy.”
“As if you would know.”
“Dude, look at me.” He can hear Thorn gasp as Mars moves his hand up and down his leg always stopping right before his crotch. “I’m the best dressed of all of us. Trust me, your lipstick doesn’t match at all.”
“He is right, John”, Luna says quietly, as if this really was an issue that needed discussing instead of Mars talking shit. Damn, he loves her.
Smilee hesitates for a moment like he isn’t sure what to do with that information – then he all but lunges across the table, grabbing Mars by the shoulders and forcing a big wet kiss on his lips.
Thorn yelps digging his nails deep into Mars’ hip but Mars couldn’t care less. All he sees are Smilee’s bright eyes and a huge grin framed by red. He hears his own blood thundering in his ears and before he can stop himself, he grabs Smilee around the neck and pulls him closer for round two. Smilee winks at him.
“Gonna kiss it off, then?”
“You bet your pale ass.”
Challenge: Kink – Crossdressing – fürs Team
Fandom: The Expendables 3, aka Luna/Smilee/Thorn/Mars
Titel: Got my red dress on tonight
Inhalt: Smilee has to wear Luna’s red dress.
Anmerkung: Story is in English! Established OT4, Smilee is a loser but they all totally love him. Sorry, not beta-read! I have no idea why the idea of Kellan Lutz wearing dresses is making me so freaking happy but here we are.
Got my red dress on tonight
Mars sees him first and he is not at all subtle about it. He stops mid-sentence, his mouth falling open, as he stares over Thorn’s shoulder at Smilee who had just entered the bar.
“What is it”Thorn asks, head whipping around at breakneck speed. Mars hears him gasping and it’s probably only due to Luna’s incredible reflexes that Thorn isn’t jumping over tables and lunging at John this very second.
“Sit down you idiot!” Luna snarls. “What do you want to do? Fuck him right on the dance floor?”
“Yes!” Thorn whines, struggling in vain against Luna’s grip. “Don’t you see him?”
“No, I am totally not seeing the 6feet something dude that just walked into this bar wearing my dress!”
Thorn lets out a barely audible moan but he ceases fighting and turns around again, staring at Mars with slightly crazy eyes. Mars laughs in his face and takes a good long look at Smilee who is trying his hardest not to fall flat on his face as he stumbles down the stairs behind the main door in some huge silvery stilettos.
“Didn’t know you were wearing size nineteen, Luna”, Mars says with a grin.
“How about I plant my foot in your face so you can check.”
“Not in here, darling” Mars drawls and only flinches slightly as Luna kicks him under the table.
“Those aren’t mine, idiot. He must have gone shopping.”
She is not as calm as she lets on though, Mars notices. Her hands are clenched on the table and she bites her lip, while taking deep breaths. He can see her breasts move beneath her black shiny silk top and a shudder runs down his spine. He looks back at Smilee – Thorn is still staring at him in awe and all but drooling on his shirt – who is getting crowded by Gunnar and the others. They are roaring and laughing at him, clasping down on his shoulders, asking why he never told them and that red is very much his colour (it’s not). Smilee just rolls his eyes, discreetly reaching for the bar so he won’t stumble and crash into someone. Those shoes must be killing him.
“Reminds me of L.A.”, shouts Toll over their combined laughter. “When that one dude of Barney’s was wearing that dress. What’s his name? Trash or something?”
“Don’t care”, says Hale, shaking his head. “Next time you put on a dress, kid, make sure it comes in your size. Nobody wanna see your pale ass hanging out.”
Smilee turns bright red but he tries to keep his stoic face, only turning his head to throw a glance at Mars that’s half amused and half a cry for help.
Big tough Marine is afraid of a little banter, Mars thinks while raising his glass and winking at Smilee.
The others keep on nagging him for a while, with Lee groaning and mumbling something about “those damned kids” and Barney just laughing and shaking his head, glancing at Luna and telling Smilee to please be careful with that dress, it probably cost more than his bike.
“It does!” yells Luna, causing even more laughter and a confused shrug from Barney and then Gunnar finally lets Smilee go, giving him a push that has him all but crash into the bar and then against Luna.
She catches him with ease, parting her legs and putting her hands on his hips, so that he is standing right in front of her, his hand clutching her shoulder, until he isn’t swaying back and forth anymore.
“Careful, baby”, she says and Smilee starts grinning like an idiot.
He is huge anyway but those shoes give him some six inches more. It should be weird to see him tower of Luna like that whose face is level with Smilee’s belly but Mars is sure that he has never seen anything sexier in his entire life.
Judging from the way he shifts on his seat, Thorn probably agrees. Mars grins at him. “Keep it in your pants, dude”, he murmurs, but Thorn only groans, moving closer to Mars and rubbing their legs together. His skin is practically burning and when Mars laughs and puts his arm around him Thorn sinks against his chest with a deep sigh. “I better hurry”, Mars says. “If you are getting your hands on him first there won’t be anything left for Luna and me.”
“Probably”, says Thorn gravely. “I just... look at him”, he adds, gesturing to Smilee who is still standing between Luna’s legs.
“I do”, says Mars and by God, he gets Thorn and his almost painful arousal. Smilee looks amazing with his broad shoulders straining the fabric of Luna’s dress and the hem riding up high enough to see that he isn’t wearing his standard black briefs underneath.
Mars feels his mouth getting dry and licks his lips.
Thorn whimpers and slides his fingers underneath Mars’ t-shirt, caressing the muscles on his belly with short scratches. Boy, is he desperate but Mars really can’t blame him. Instead he turns ever so slightly to the side, so that Thorn can easily slip his arm around him and nuzzle his neck with his lips and teeth. The bar is crowded but dark and Mars doubts that anyone in their right mind would dare giving them shit for the way they touch each other anyway.
They are Expendables, the tattoos prove it, and the whole damn world belongs to them, or at least the four of them belong to each other and that’s more than enough.
Mars sighs, planting a kiss on Thorn’s forehead and then focusing his attention back on Luna and Smilee who are still trying to up one another with the sheer force of their grins.
“Didn’t think you’d do it”, purrs Luna, letting her hands slowly glide up and down Smilee’s hips, tracing the way the folds of the fabric are now stretched out over his broad chest.
“Debt of honour” Smilee says through gritted teeth. “I always pay mine.”
“We know”, says Luna. She is smiling again, reaching up to press her hand on Smilee’s collarbone.
“Although you could have shaved.”
“Gotta draw the line somewhere”, Smilee says and he laughs when Luna starts combing through the hair on his chest peeking out from the dress’ low neckline. “That would have taken hours as well. Didn’t want to make you wait for too long, you know.”
Luna smiles and that’s it for Mars. He will not be relegated to the sidelines just because Luna never learned how to share and Smilee is horrible at multitasking.
“You are just lazy”, Mars quips loudly and he can feel how hard it is for Smilee to tear his eyes away from Luna’s shoulders and hair to look at him. When he finally does, Mars has to bite down hard on his tongue as not to moan and beg Smilee to take him right here on the table. Pretty boy is staring at him with such intensity that it’s just as well that Thorn is still occupied with touching every last inch of Mars’ skin or he’d probably go up in flames right on the spot.
“You think so, huh” Smilee says, grinning like a madman.
Mars tries to swallow but his mouth has gone completely dry. Nonetheless he throws Smilee a sly grin.
“Yeah I do”, he drawls, making sure that his hand slips between Thorn’s thighs. “And by the way your lipstick is way too bright, pretty boy.”
“As if you would know.”
“Dude, look at me.” He can hear Thorn gasp as Mars moves his hand up and down his leg always stopping right before his crotch. “I’m the best dressed of all of us. Trust me, your lipstick doesn’t match at all.”
“He is right, John”, Luna says quietly, as if this really was an issue that needed discussing instead of Mars talking shit. Damn, he loves her.
Smilee hesitates for a moment like he isn’t sure what to do with that information – then he all but lunges across the table, grabbing Mars by the shoulders and forcing a big wet kiss on his lips.
Thorn yelps digging his nails deep into Mars’ hip but Mars couldn’t care less. All he sees are Smilee’s bright eyes and a huge grin framed by red. He hears his own blood thundering in his ears and before he can stop himself, he grabs Smilee around the neck and pulls him closer for round two. Smilee winks at him.
“Gonna kiss it off, then?”
“You bet your pale ass.”
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