Rhink One Shots

Written Biscuit 1

Warning: smut smutty smutzies.
About: happens after filming GMM 844 (aka "Can You Escape A Straitjacket?"). Established relationship.

Rhett stretched his arms above his head, trying to at the same time equilibrate his laptop on top of his crossed legs. It was a pretty crazy day at the studio, and the tall man was just glad it was Friday night and they could finally relax a bit. He takes a deep breath and begins to close the tabs he had opened on the device he has on his lap.
- Everyone's gone. – he heard Link say as the dark haired entered into their own office room. – Let me just take a quick shower and we can go home. – he continued, making Rhett raise an eyebrow.
- You're going to take a shower here instead of taking one at home? – he asks as his eyes follow Link through the room. The smaller walks to one of the closets and opens it, carefully looking for something. Probably a towel.
- Didn't you want to go see a movie today? I just figured it'd be a lot quicker for me to take a shower here and then we can go straight to the cinema. – he shrugged.
- Well, I want to take a shower too! – Rhett stated, slowly beginning to close the laptop that had started falling off from his leg.
Link looked over at him for a second. – Then you also can take a shower here and then we'll be ready for the movie.
- Why do you want to take a shower here?
Link opened another door of the closet. – Because home is comfortable and you know it will take us forever. Where are the damn towels? – the question seemed to be made to his own self rather than Rhett.
The blond man observed his partner kneeling down to get a better look of the shelves. He put his laptop on the other side of the sofa where he was sat on, after that immediately turning his eyes back to Lincoln. The time it took for the dark haired to find the towel, Rhett decided to spend just looking at the man. He was never able to take in how beautiful his lover was.
- Why are you smiling like that? – Link asked standing up and walking closer to the blond, a blue towel hanging on his arm.
- You did so great today. – Rhett answered, but not to the question. Who cared about the question? Lincoln was absolutely stunning today. In every way possible. – So so great. – he smiled wider, grabbing the bottom of Link's shirt and that way, pulling the dark haired closer.
- And you're a jerk for making everything so harder for me. – Link giggled.
- Oh? – Rhett took the towel away from Link and threw it close to his laptop. He put his hands on Link's hips and made the smaller spin around, after than pulling Link down and sitting him on his lap.
- Rhett, what are you... If we don't hurry, we won't get to the cinema in time. – the man with the glasses tried to sound serious but a giggle left his mouth when Rhett's hands moved to his sides, slightly tickling him.
- The movie can wait. – the blond answered, his lips placing a light kiss under one of Link's ears.
- It literally can't.
- I can.
The taller man then spread more kissed on his partner's neck, earning from the other a sigh and even a slight little moan when his mouth stared sucking on a spot Rhett knew always drove Link crazy.
- Did you enjoy it? Being trapped like that? – Rhett asked with a soft voice, lightly blowing on the area he previously gave more attention.
- Uh-um. – Link just nodded and then moved his head more to the side, exposing more of his neck to the taller man. Rhett smiled with the view of his partner's relaxed face. His eyes closed, his mouth slightly opened, his cheeks gaining a more pinkish color. Link gave in so easily, how precious.
- You were so sensitive. – Rhett continued, his hands now moving to the inner part of Link's thighs. – Such a sensitive kitten. – he spread Link's legs, then sliding his hands painfully slowly to Link's crotch, stopping them there. – I love when you're like that. – he squeezed one of his hands, smiling when the man on his lap let out a whine as his lips opened more, shaping a small 'o'. Rhett's continued to make soft movements, feeling Link's member hardening more and more every time his hand touched it on top of the jeans. He drank Link's small whines and gasps as he massaged him, adoring every second of it.
- Will you... - Link whispered.
- What?
- Touch me... Please... - the dark haired spoke between sighs.
- Oh no, not yet. – Rhett smiled.
- Please...
- Go get your straitjacket. – the blond commanded, his hand slowly drifting away from Link's crotch.
- What?
- Bring your straitjacket. Let's have some real fun. – the taller smiled as he almost pulled Link up, obligating him to stand up. His flushed face and slightly messy hair gave Link such an innocent look. Specially combined with the bulge in his jeans that had no chance to be hidden at this point.
He followed the dark haired out of the room with his eyes. Link walked slowly, like the floor was unsteady, carefully pushing his glasses more to the bridge of his nose. While he was gone, Rhett took the time to think what he could do with the new acquirement in their closet. There were many options, possibilities; he wished he prepared to this a little earlier.
- Here. – Link spoke as he came back into the room, holding the white jacket in one of his hands. Rhett smiled and stood up.
He took the jacket and put it on the sofa beside him, opening it ahead of time while Link impatiently stood beside him and watched him do the job.
- Hey there, again. – Rhett spoke after finishing taking care of the jacket, now turning his attention completely to Link.
- Hi. – the dark haired answered and closed his eyes when Rhett's hand caressed his cheek. He held back the urge of pulling himself more up when Rhett's lips came in contact with his. The blond kissed him softly and sweetly, his tongue passing through Link's lower lip and then slowly entering into his mouth.
- You're so sweet, baby. – the taller spoke against his partner's lips, leaving the other desiring for more and more, whining when Rhett backed away.
But the blond didn't lose time. He spread wet kisses from Link's jawline to the base of his neck, pulling down the collar of his shirt to spread more kisses on a part of Link's chest.
His fingers wrapped around the base of the shirt, in a slow motion pulling it up. Link obediently raised his arms, letting the piece of cloth slide off without difficulties. Only messing up his glasses, a little. Rhett decided to do Link's work for him, and pulled the glasses back in place, receiving back a nice almost shy smile from the dark haired.
He grabbed the straitjacket and held it open in front of Link, helping the dark haired slowly put his arms in the sleeves.
- What? – Link asked when he felt Rhett's eyes on him with a much serious stare.
- If you don't want this or if you want me to stop – at any time -, you tell me. – the blond answered. Link nodded and stepped closer, pulling his arms more inside the sleeves.
Rhett then spun him around, starting to buckle up the jacket, strongly, in a way Link wouldn't be able to move at all. That thought excited him. Little Link, all his, delivered to Rhett's control only. The confidence the dark haired had in Rhett made the taller feel all warm inside. Of course it was reciprocated. Rhett trusted Link more than any other person. That was one of the things that made things work out so well between them.
The blond ignored the crotch strap, tying it in a knot and pulling it more to the side where it wouldn't mess with the fun the two would have.
- Good? – Rhett asked after he finished, gently massaging Link's shoulders.
The dark haired made an attempt to move his arms, but of course it was a failure. The two long sleeves tied on his back didn't let him move an inch. Link nodded. Rhett smiled in response. Before sitting back down on the sofa, the blond quickly ran to his desk and opened the only drawer that required a key. From there, he took a small bottle of lub about which only the two lovers had knowledge of.
He went back to the dark haired and put the bottle to the side. Without breaking eye contact, the taller started to unbutton Link's jeans, his fingers doing the job perfectly, like he was used to do it. Which he was. When they were loose enough, Rhett slowly slid them down, his body following the gesture, until Link's pants were at his ankles and Rhett was kneeling before him.
Link's grey boxers were already stained with a wet spot in a place where his erection was trying to get free. Rhett noticed the smaller man's breath getting louder when he got inches away from his seeking for attention member, lightly blowing hot breath on that sensitive area.
Rhett smiled when he heard the buckles making a sound, denouncing the fact that the dark haired had tried to move his arms. Of course, no success in that.
- Someone's getting impatient. – Rhett said with a smirk, gaining from Link a whine.
He looked up at Link, observing the other close his eyes swallow hard when the blond pressed his bearded chin against the bulge in Link's boxers and slowly slid it down. He drank every second of Link's expression. His mouth opening, letting out quick waves of deep breaths while he tried to hold back the moans that threatened to come out at any moment. Good thing they were alone...
The buckles made another sound when Rhett moved away, making the other let out a small chuckle at how desperate Link was getting to touch himself. This was just the beginning...
He slid both of his index fingers under the elastic of Link's underwear and softly pulled them down, partially revealing the other man's hard member, then letting the piece of cloth join Link's jeans at his ankles.
- So pretty. So ready. Just for me. – Rhett whispered.
- Yes... - Link was able to mutter, immediately being cut by a moan, as a reaction to Rhett's light touch. The blond passed one of his fingers from the base till the very, pretty wet with precum, top of Link's length.
Rhett stood up, placing a small quick kiss on top of Link's lips. They felt swollen and hot. When the blond looked at the face of his lover, he noticed how even more pink his face had become. His submissive position made Rhett want to take him quicker. Bend him over and fuck him from behind – quick, hard, just like the dark haired secretly liked. He never directly admitted that to Rhett, making the blond take stuff more slowly and teasingly, but it was impossible not to notice how more vocal, needier, Link would become every time Rhett pinned him down and applied more force to his actions. He always begged for more. More strength, more action, more Rhett.
The blond sat down on the sofa, taking a second to get into a comfortable positon before pulling Link to his lap. The dark haired man's back settled on Rhett's chest perfectly, like two matching pieces of puzzle. Link threw his head back, laying it on Rhett's shoulder, giving the blond a perfect vision of his gorgeous face.
Rhett grabbed Link's erection with one of his hands, making the other gasp with the sudden touch. His back arching on top of Rhett's chest for a second as Link tried to control his breathing. His hips moved on Rhett's, making the blond finally react too when Link's bare ass touched his erection that was begging to be released from the tightness of his skinny jeans.
With slow movements, Rhett slid his hand up and down, shaping Link's member and pleasuring it painfully slowly.
- Yes... - the dark haired whispered when Rhett's hand increased its speed a little.
- You like that? – Rhett purred in his partner's ear, gazing Link's facial expression which transmitted pure pleasure.
- Uh-hum. – the other weakly nodded, his mouth opening again to let out another sigh with a moan.
So Rhett continued, from time to time lightly sucking on the exposed skin of Link's neck, closing his eyes and listening to Link's whimpers like it was a song.
- Rhett... I... I'm... - Link started to mutter after a few minutes, letting Rhett know his body was pretty close to receive that explosion of ecstasy which the blond was helping to build up. That's when the taller took his hand away from Link's member, immediately receiving from the other a failed attempt to jerk his arms and finish the job himself. The buckles moved on Rhett's chest, making the other smile when Link whined in frustration, squeezing his eyes.
- Not touching yourself. Good boy. – Rhett complimented the obvious, with a husky voice.
- Please! – Link whined breathlessly, turning his head slightly to the side, just to see Rhett's face more properly.
- No. – Rhett answered and grabbed Link's shoulders, pulling the smaller man's torso up, making him just sit on his lap. The view of Link being in a straitjacket was a little odd, but at the same time pleasing. So helpless.
Rhett grabbed the small bottle of lube and applied it on his index finger, then spreading it more uniformly. He slightly opened his legs, enough for his hand to fit between them. A small smile appeared on Rhett's face when he noticed how Link's body reacted when his cold finger pressed against his entrance. Straightened back, shoulders widened, another noise from the buckles on the back of the jacket.
Somehow, the dark haired was able to pull himself down, taking Rhett's entire finger inside him in a one quick move, with which another, this time louder, moan left his mouth. Rhett raised his eyebrows at how easily Link had accomplished that, since the movement seemed a lot more impossible in Rhett's head. But he didn't interrupt it. Instead, he spread his legs a little bit more, giving Link a chance to have more control in what he wanted to do.
And the dark haired took it. He didn't hold back the moans and begged Rhett for more. More speed, more freedom, just more! But Rhett decided to take it slowly. Again. He removed his fingers from underneath Link when the dark haired called his name loudly and begged him to not stop.
Link cried out loud when one more time his orgasm wasn't allowed to happen.
- Please! – he begged breathlessly while falling back on top of Rhett, burying a part of his head between Rhett's shoulder and neck. – Rhett, please. – his lips brushed against the skin of his partner.
- What?
- Let me come. – he didn't even hesitate, placing a light kiss on Rhett's neck.
- Hm, I don't know... - the blond answered, planting a soft kiss on Link's cheek, slowly making his way to the other man's mouth. His lips were wet, a bit swollen, oh so sweet.
While kissing his lover, Rhett's hand found his erection, gaining from the dark haired an attempt of gasping, but it failing since Rhett's lips didn't part away from his for a single second.
The blond went up and down, passing his hand through the entire length, pleasuring Link once again. But the dark haired was so sensitive at this point, Rhett didn't linger on that activity for too long, taking his hand away as soon as Link threw his head back and opened his mouth, trying to say something but being interrupted by another moan.
- Rhett!
- Yes baby? – the taller spoke in a soft voice, giving Link a loving bite on his jawline.
- At least... At least let me get out of this... - he spoke with long pauses between the sentences. – It's getting too hot and it's hurting my shoulder.
Rhett sighed. He knew Link could very well just be playing tricks on him, but his lovers comfort always came first. So the blond lifted Link a bit, slowly undoing the buckles on Link's back.
- If you touch yourself, I promise I won't make you come until tomorrow. – the older warned, all his attention still going to his task. – Or for the rest of the week.
Link let his arms fall on his sides when his partner took the jacket from his body. Rhett was now standing up beside the sofa, from the corner of his eyes admiring Link's exhausted figure. Some strings of his hair stuck to his sweaty skin, while other made an arch above his forehead, making the dark haired somehow look even more beautiful than he already was.
- Did it really hurt you? – Rhett asked when he saw his partners take one of his hands to his shoulders, slowly massaging it.
- A bit. – Link answered, making a face.
- Oh... Crap, Link, I'm sorry. – he sat on his knees beside his lover. – I shouldn't have suggested this.
Link rested his head on the back of the sofa, his breathing slower but still heavy. – It's not your fault. To be fair, I can't feel both of my arms properly. – he chuckled when Rhett made those puppy eyes only he was able to make, along with an adorable pout. – Rhett, I'm fine. Now finish what you started.
Rhett smiled at the approval to continue doing what they were doing. Quickly, he reached across Link's lap and turned off the lights of the room, leaving them both in complete darkness.
- Wh... - the dark haired started but was quickly cut by Rhett's tongue licking the head of his erection. – Shit. – he whispered under his breath, his hands frenetically searching for something to hold on to. Anything!
Rhett moved his head up and down and Link's pleasure once again, increased by every second, one of his hands meeting and taking a fist full of Rhett's soft hair.
- Fuck, Rhett! – the younger almost screamed when his partner backed away, quickly taking his hand from Rhett's hair to his own arousal. But Rhett was pretty fast too, grabbing both of Link's wrists and pinning them down on the couch.
- No.
- You said I could... - the other whined.
- I said if you touched yourself, I wouldn't. And you almost did that. So what am I supposed to do here, Link? – Rhett's voice was deep and serious, the darkness making him seem almost inexistent.
- Please. – Link cried.
- Let me undress.
And as hard as it was, Link obeyed, carefully listening to the noise of Rhett's clothes being taken off piece by piece. He jumped when the only slight light present in the room, coming from outside, disappeared. Rhett stood in front of him, then slowly lifting his legs and fitting between them. Link arched his back, his mouth opening but no sound coming out, when he felt Rhett entering inside him once again. No fingers this time.
Rhett didn't move for a couple of seconds, letting Link get used to the sensation, and then proceeded to make slow in and out movements, gaining from the other warm breaths and gasps.
He leaned on his elbows, which were on each side of Link's head, this time pressed with more strength against the back of the sofa.
- Can I come this time? – the brunet asked, almost whispering.
- Yes, baby. – Rhett answered in the same tone, as he gave Link a bite on the neck, the speed of his hips increasing by every thrust.
- Fa-faster... - Link asked, and Rhett obeyed, his movements becoming quicker and quicker until both of them could no longer speak, the only thing overpowering the noise of skin-on-skin being their quick loud breaths that mixed together.
Link wasn't sure if he had his eyes opened or closed anymore, but he stopped caring when he saw the moment he so wanted to happen, approaching. Another thrust, another touch on that sensitive area, and ecstasy hit Link harder than he was expecting. He didn't hold back on his vocals, moaning – almost screaming – loudly against Rhett's sweet lips. He felt his thighs shaking as the orgasm hit him in every inch of his body, making Link get absolutely lost and crave his nails into Rhett's back harder than he ever intended. Only Rhett could do this. Only his lover could make him what is reality and what is not.
The dark haired felt absolutely worn out after that moment, almost missing out when Rhett almost silently came inside him, his deep moan vibrating against Link's neck. He dropped his arms, trying to regain his breathing.
He felt almost like a doll in Rhett's arms when the taller lay down on the sofa and pulled Link into his embrace, trapping him between his warm body and the back of the couch. Link had the strength to lazily put his arm on top of his lover's chest, gently caressing the hairs, still pretty short since the taller had shaved not long ago.
- Movies? – the taller whispered with a chuckle.
- Sleeping. – Link corrected.

A/N: we're kicking off Written Biscuits YEEEYY! Now listen, I'm kinda not sure what this is and all it's turns. They completely took the wheel here, okay? Okay. (Please let me know what you think ^-^).