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johnentwistlesbassguitar · 2 months ago

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Pairing: Keith Emerson/Greg Lake

Rating: explicit

Warnings: dubcon...sorta

Word count: 2k

Hmm this is very different than what I normally post but I've had this fic sitting in my notes app for a while and deciding its good enough to post, basically it's Keith's first time with a man and that man happens to be Greg ;)

Keith always felt pent up after a show, maybe it was the thrill of being in front of such a large audience, or his habit of humping keyboards. But one thing was for certain his pants were getting tight in the crotch area and he needed some action.

Backstage Greg was sweaty and still catching his breath. As soon as he saw Keith he could sense the tension, he was flushed, and walking in a way that suggested he was trying to hide something. So many times this had happend and so many times Greg had let Keith find some random chick to satisfy his urges but not tonight.

As Keith walked by Greg tugged on his wrist, stopping him from leaving. Without making it far too obvious he pulled Keith down to his level so he could whisper in his ear.

"I know what you want" he spoke slowly lowering his voice a little "there's a supply closet just down the hall"

He'd taken the boldest approach and was unsure what he would do if he got turned down. Anxiously Greg watched Keith for any kind of reaction, he was clearly surprised either by the fact that Greg wanted him or that it was so obvious he needed to get fucked.

Greg exhaled and Keith shivered at the feeling of his warm breath. He shook a little trying to formulate a response, he could sense Greg getting impatient. Keith's face grew warm and his palms were getting sweaty, he wanted this Keith had known he liked men for a while just hadn't had the opportunity to act on it yet. He was just shocked that Greg of all people would offer to "give him a hand".

"Sure.." he stuttered trying to keep the desire out of his voice.

Greg giggled, and looked around to make sure they were mostly alone before sliding an arm around Keith's slim waist. He walked slowly to make Keith more desperate as he whispered sweet and dirty things in his ear.

"You know...you looked gorgeous out there tonight" he smirked "I can't wait to see what you look like when I make you beg for it"

Greg felt the way Keith tensed under his grip and it only encouraged him. Keith's thoughts were racing and Greg's arm felt heavy and warm on his bare waist. The contact was making his already horny thoughts so much more heinous.

"I can't wait you hear you scream and moan my name in you're cute little voice" His voice dripped with sensuality.

At this point Keith's pants are wet with precum and his legs are starting to tremble. God Gregs deep voice turned him on. He wasn't used to this kind of attention from a man, especially not Greg. It left him wondering if this was some kind of prank, he was too nice for that though and Keith knew it.

Greg pushed open the closet door with the arm that wasn't holding Keith and audibly sighed in relief when he saw there was a lock. He made sure to close the door gently to not attract the attention of anybody lingering backstage.

Greg quickly pinned Keith up agaisnt the wall making sure he couldnt move too much, it was a tiny room but they could make do. He started to strip Keith, he fought back a little out of instinct but Greg could handle him. Greg found it adorable the way Keith blushed and whined as he was undressed.

"Shhhh relax, I won't hurt you" Greg winked.

Goosebumps covered Keith's body and he stared at Greg with wide glassy eyes. His dick was painfully hard and he was ready to start pleading. Keith had no idea of what Greg's plan were for him, it made him even more turned on thinking about all the depraved fantasies he could have forced on him. It was too much to bear, Keith let a soft whine escape his lips as a way to get Greg going.

Greg was too busy admiring Keith's beautifully thin body, the way his ribs were slightly visible through his skin, and how his waist curved, and his skinny but not awfully lanky limbs. He ran his hand over Keith's torso, he wasn't awfully hairy but his chest and stomach had a thin layer of fuzz. As his hand approached Keith's stiff dick he paused wanting to make things last longer.

He let go of Keith only to remove his own pants and underwear. Greg chose to keep his top on as a way to appear less vulnerable.

Keith was really shaking now, he was too horny to regret anything yet but damn was Greg larger than Keith expected him to be. His hard, veiny cock throbbed and dripped tantalizingly.

Greg smirked "what're you staring at?" He asked teasingly. Looking down at Keith through half lidded eyes.

Keith's lips parted slightly, he could only whimper in response. His face was warm, he felt overly exposed and wanted to take a breather.

Greg cupped Keith's face "come onnn" he drawled "use your words like a good boy".

Greg was taking full advantage of their height difference to loom over Keith. Keith knew Greg had the size advantage here was no way he could over power him, no escape he was Greg's bitch for the time being.

Keith inhaled and pushed out a single "please" his voice was high and whiny but he wasn't able to be embarrassed, he needed this.

"Hmmm" Greg raised his eyebrows at Keith and made a smug face "could you repeat that"

Bastard, Keith thought he let his chest rise and fall dramatically then said again, louder "please" He looked up at Greg with large pitiful eyes.

Greg rolled his eyes but was too hard to keep this going any longer. "Turn around" he said as he took Keith by the shoulders and pushed him back up against the wall, ass facing him.

Keith shook and whimpered as Greg got him into position. "I haven't even done anything yet" he berated trying to sound annoyed but he found Keith so adorable. He looked so submissive bent down arms braced against the wall with his tight little butt facing upwards.

Greg tugged on Keith's hair to pull his head back and stuffed two fingers in his mouth. "Suck"

Keith did as he was told even if he wasnt sure what was going on. When Greg pulled his fingers away, he quickly without warning plunged one into Keith's hole.

"God you're so tight" he half complained as he tried to loosen Keith up.

Keith whined and jolted in response, he'd never done this before of course he was tight. It shocked him how experienced Greg seemed, he'd need to ask him about it later he had a sneaking suspicion Greg was fucking around with a lot of other men.

Greg's impatience was getting the better of him when he considered ditching the prep and going for it. It would hurt Keith but damn would it feel good. Fuck it, he decided he'd probably heard that his first time would hurt anyways. If Greg was being honest the power was going to his head he wanted to see Keith whine and cry for him like a dog.

He retracted his finger and aligned his hips with Keith's hole, "ready?" He couldn't keep the arousal out of his voice.

Greg didn't wait for a reply, he inserted himself into Keith's entrance violently. He felt Keith's body tense around him and it pulled a groan from deep inside his chest.

Keith screamed and braced himself against the wall. He was panting from the sharp pain, his legs felt like they were going to give out from under him. His eyes watered a little from the ache that spread through him. It felt good though, or he wanted to make himself think it felt good.

Greg took hold of Keith's slim hips so he could thrust deeper and harder. He shook and tried to jerk out of his grasp but Greg dug his nails into Keith's skin like an animal. Greg was going to get what he wanted, he needed it Keith was far to perfect and only his for right now.

Keith cried out in protest, it didn't deter him at all though. Very slowly Keith started to adjust and pleasure took over his mind. Keith moaned and screamed, Greg didn't even think to tell him to shut up. They both just silently prayed there was no one close enough to hear.

Greg moved one of his hands away from Keith's hip to cup around his waist and stomach. Warmth radiated from the area, Greg could feel the thin layer of sweat on Keith's skin from all the rough movement.

"You feel so good" he panted. "You're such a good boy Keith" praise started fall from his lips before he could stop it.

"You're so cute, God look at yourself you're a mess for me".

Greg moaned into Keith's ear, panting against his face as he thrust deeply in and out. He couldn't stop admiring Keith's beauty at the same time though, he was so handsome yet fragile in a way that made Greg want to break him.

He paused and carresed Keith's body as his thrusts calmed down a little "beautiful" he whispered.

Keith's body responded to the praise in a way he found humiliating. His face was pink and sweaty and his cock throbbed, he wanted Greg so bad. It hurt but his body craved release.

Keith huffed "I need you" his voice was high and brittle.

Greg heard him clear enough though and picked up the pace. "You're so eager, my little slut" he said in a deceptively sweet voice.

He dipped his head into the crook of Keith's shoulder as he thrusted and sunk his teeth into the soft skin there. He was met with a low moan in response, he could feel Keith's trembling now.

The small room was filled with sounds of pleasure and occasional yelps of pain. Pure heat radiated off of them as they both started to grow desperate. Tears streaked down Keith's face as Greg continued to pump his hips into Keith's aching ass.

Greg bit down again as he climaxed and came inside Keith's shaky little body. Keith cried out from the foreign sensation and the feeling of Greg's teeth breaking skin.

Instead of pulling out Greg lingered inside and rested his cheek on Keith's soft hair. He moved his hands up from Keith's slender frame to brush the tears from his eyes.

"You did so good" Greg's voice came out squeaky and breathless.

Greg pulled out but Keith whined "Greg.." he was pouting now. Why did it have to stop but more importantly why did Keith want something that hurt enough to make him sob.

He pressed himself up against Keith's bare back "you're so needy" he sighed placing a small kiss on Keith's head.

Greg stayed like that taking in the warmth of Keith's body. Keith wanted Greg to take his shirt off but he didn't think to ask. He did know something else to ask for though.

"Greg, suck my dick" he chuckled breathlessly at his own request. If Keith didn't get to cum he was going to explode or at least punch Greg in his smug face.

Greg was a bit surprised by Keith's boldness but he deserved it after being so good for him. To be honest he felt a little guilty for being so violent with somebody like Keith, he deserved to be treated softly.

Keith positioned himself against the wall in a way that put his dick right agaisnt Greg's belly then directed him to get on his knees.

Before Greg got started Keith also requested he get naked also which bothered him a bit but he wanted to make Keith feel good so he did it anyways. Keith just wanted them to be equally exposed, Greg didn't have any type of high ground over him if he was fully naked and on his knees. Also, Greg was gorgeous and Keith needed to see all of him.

Greg wrapped his lips around Keith's hard cock and ran his tounge over the tip. He let it fill his mouth as he sucked and moaned around it. This wasn't his first time giving a blow job, though Keith was much more...responsive then most other men.

Keith planted his hands in Greg's hair as he started thrust into his mouth. He gagged and Keith giggled like a maniac. Greg wanted to tell him off but he couldn't even manage an eye roll at the moment.

Greg could feel Keith's dick throb as he desperately thrust deeper and deeper. Greg's eyes were watering now. Above him Keith was groaning and whining for more.

Quickly without warning Keith came down Greg's throat, he was in too deep so his only option was to swallow. He howled in pleasure as he finally got the release he was craving.

Greg pulled away, he was panting heavily. Keith took this opportunity to kneel down and plant a sloppy kiss on Greg's soft lips.

At first he didn't respond but he started to kiss back hungrily, wrapping his arms around Keith and pulling him in close. They were both naked and sweaty kissing all over each other, enjoying the warmth and skin on skin contact.

Greg pulled Keith on top of him and held him tightly, in response Keith planted a little kiss on Greg's soft cheek.

"You make such a good pillow" Keith said before burying his face in Greg's chest.

Greg sighed happily and figured he could stay here with Keith a little while longer.

#ok this is ass actually #but yk ill post it anyways #be nice this fic is old 🥲#emerson lake and palmer #greg lake #keith emerson #my fics ❤️

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alchemania · 7 months ago

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Snow White Dove, Blood Stained Wings.

(Or, the Traveler has a harrowing encounter which leaves her reeling.)

There is a shivering blob of white amongst the snow of Dragonspine, and as Lumine draws closer, jet black hair accented by hot pink stands out in sharp contrast.

Oh. That's a body.

“Hello?” the blonde called, kneeling down and ignoring how the cold bit into her legs. “Can you hear me?” No answer, so she shook the smaller person a little roughly, causing a pair of snow white wings to pop up and flitter rapidly as they jolted awake. Lumine screamed and leaned back, trying to avoid getting walloped in the face, and watched as the other person hissed and grabbed their right wing- now that the Traveler looked closer, it was moving oddly …was it broken? “Here, let me help you up. There's a church down in the city,” and strong hands lift the other person out of the snow - now that she can see the face, it seems to be another young lady, and her cheeks and nose are rosy from the chill.

“..thank you,” the girl manages, leaning all her weight on the Traveler. “You are too kind..”

It doesn't take too long to get to the church, taking the teleporters. The petite young lady is tucked into a bed and told to rest, and after ensuring she'll be alright, Lumine makes way to go.

“..it seems the rumors were true, you really will help just about anyone.. I wonder if one day, that will be your downfall..”

Lumine stopped in her tracks, looking to the inhabitant in the bed in her peripheral vision. She looked so small, the blankets covering her up about to her chin, but the room suddenly felt very, veryyyyy cold.

“..what do you mean by that,” she hears herself say, by some miracle.

“Oh…don't pay me any attention,” the raven haired girl placated, waving a hand weakly. “Simply thinking aloud..”.

“..who are you,” Lumine demanded, turning fully around to face the bed as her expression hardened.

“Does that matter..? Would you have left me alone on that mountain to die if you didn't like the answer?”

Silence.

“.. I don't mean you any harm, Traveler, or the people of Mondstadt, if that's what you're worried about," was the quiet reply after a long moment. "I swear it. But I'm aware you do not like the people I work with very much, and so I deemed it best to keep my mouth shut until you offered me assistance.”

“The folks you work with,” Lumine repeated almost dumbly, looking more and more rattled by the moment.

“You got one of my coworkers killed back in Inazuma. Does that ring any bells???”

Lumine can't breathe.

“You're a Harbinger?”

Rapidly, she goes down the list in her mind. Signora was dead, and she'd already met Arlecchino, so this had to be either Sandrone or Columbina.

“Which one?” she barely manages.

“The Damsel,” the girl replies easily, eyes finally opening - they're a beautiful magenta, almost mesmerizing. “Nice to meet you, Traveler. You don't have to be afraid. Like I said, I have no desire to harm you, or anyone here. It's a little disheartening to think you may have simply abandoned me if you knew who I was beforehand….. but at least that's not what happened, no? I don't know why you're so flustered, Master Childe speaks so highly of you -”

“He's NOT my friend!”

There go the wings again, slightly.

“.. we're not all horrible people, you know. Not all of us had a choice in this.”

Lumine thinks of the twins, and Freminet.

Columbina looks sad now, genuinely so.

“...Why can't you understand that?”

“Well, sorry for being a little on edge, considering some of your coworkers have tried to KILL me -”

“But I'm not them. I already said I have no interest in harming you. Do you think that I'm lying?”

Silence, painful.

“Perhaps if you stopped looking at us through your black and white lens, you'll see that we, and you, are much closer to grey than you'd like to admit -”

The door slams, the sound resounding. Lumine is gone.

Columbina closes her eyes, sighing.

“...well. You can't fault a girl for trying.”

She steeples her hands over her chest then, expression thoughtful. “The heart that forever bleeds will one day cease to beat. . I wonder if she will realize that before it's too late. I surely hope so.”

And the Harbinger slept.

#lumine #columbina #i've been thinking about columbina a lot lately and trying to figure out my interpretation of her.#i really like the idea of her genuinely liking the traveler and being one of the kinder harbingers; relatively speaking #the thing is though based on info that's been floating around i think columbina wouldn't really know her own strength #so she'd give mc a hug and crack their ribs unwittingly. that kinda thing. and it gets to the point they just run away whenever seeing her #also the traveler's stance on the fatui is fun to think about. like there's a lot of hostility there but it's varying degrees #signora it's on sight; arlecchino we're civil with. childe is. he's like. kinda wormed his way into our hearts yk.#lyn twins and freminet we're definitely the most friendly to. idk i just like rotating everything in my head and thinking #about where everything comes together. im very interested in our potential dynamics with capitano pierro and pantalone #and ESPECIALLY the tsaritsa. lord i can't even imagine.#anyway yeah. i wanna write more with columbina so keep your eyes peeled; ill probably post more as i think of ideas.#genshin impact

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