#kmitd

“Oh God!” Gale whined, tossing his head back and moaning up at the ceiling. “You’re so big!”

John grunted, the snap of his hips not slowing as he leaned forward and mouthed at Gale’s shoulder where his jersey had slipped down. The new jersey John had to order because he put on more muscle and outgrew the last one. Again.

“Yeah?” John groaned, reaching back and grabbing the lip of the island counter he had Gale splayed out on, using his grip to put more force behind his thrusts. “Bet I could bench press you now.”

Keening up at the ceiling, Gale let his hands drop from John’s curls to grip at his biceps. He moaned low and loud when they didn’t even come close to wrapping around John’s bulging arms.

Gale swore the team’s diet plan and training regime was tailor made to drive him insane with desire.

“Yeah, doll,” John whimpered, burying his face against Gale’s collarbone, his thrusts practically choking Gale with how hard they were, his ass sliding along the counter with each fuck forward. “So fucking tight and tiny, bet I could pick you up and fuck you against the wall without breaking a sweat.”

Gale groaned brokenly, eyes fluttering closed as his heels dug into John’s firm ass.

“Oh Jesus!”

Gale’s head whipped around to look over his own shoulder toward the direction of Curt’s room where his door was now open and he was covering his eyes. One blue eye was still peeking out through a tiny gap in his fingers.

“Oh my God, Curt,” Gale gasped, slapping at John’s chest, trying to get him to stop fucking into him.

John’s hips stilled as he pulled his face away from Gale’s shoulder, frowning at him before he seemed to notice Curt over Gale’s shoulder. “Oh my God, Curt!”

“It's not even double digits on Sunday,” Curt whined, and Gale flushed realizing how loud they must have been to wake up a post-party Curt.

“Cover your eyes, you fucking pervert,” John snapped, grabbing the spatula he had been using to flip the protein pancakes and tossing it at Curt who artfully dodged it.

“I’m just appreciating the view,” Curt argued, finally dropping the useless hand from in front of his face and gesturing at where Gale was still spread out on the kitchen counter. John hastily pulled the jersey back into place, covering Gale up as best as he could. “Which, damn Buck, you can definitely still get it, but in front of my pancakes?”

Gale refused to feel embarrassed about getting fucked by his boyfriend in his own kitchen. Even if said kitchen was technically Curt’s too.

He hissed when John pulled out, despite how gentle John tried to be about it. John took a menacing step towards Curt, his boxer briefs still pulled halfway down his thighs.

“Curt, I’m wa-”

“What the fuck?” Curt squealed, covering his eyes for real at John’s full frontal assault. “Put your horse dick away Bucky!”

John grumbled, tucking himself back into his underwear and Gale took the opportunity of Curt’s eyes being covered to slide off the counter and grab his own underwear.

“Well maybe that’ll teach you to come barging in when we’re in the middle of a private moment,” John huffed, planting his hands on his hips and staring Curt down triumphantly.

Curt’s face pinched as he dropped his hand and glared at John.

“A private moment? Curt scoffed. “In our shared kitchen at 8:00 AM on a Sunday?”

“Well, I -“

“Well, nothing,” Curt snapped, expression going positively vicious as he stared John down. “I’m always down to listen to Buck moan like a pornstar, but your dirty talk needs some work brother.”

John spluttered and Gale couldn’t help the slight huff of laughter he let out. He bit his lip at the affronted look John sent him and the pleased look Curt threw his way. He knew better than to encourage Curt like that.

“Oh doll face, I’m gonna rack you up and do bicep curls with my big meaty pitcher arms. Yeah baby, does that make you horny?”

“You little,” John murmured venomously before he took off like a shot and started chasing a screaming Curt around the living room.

Gale picked up where John left off with the protein pancakes, sighing when he heard a loud crash and twin ‘sorry’s’ before the screeching and giggling started back up again. Gale had signed up for this.

just for you babe

Her hand slipped against the door's handle, scowling to herself as she stepped into the shop properly. Thorin would spend the rest of the night trying to convince herself that she hadn't come out all the way to this coffee slash book shop for the man behind that counter. That would be ridiculous. And she'd never hear the end of it from Dwalin if he found it.

It didn't matter, now, because she had been caught in the rain.

"Oh!" Bilbo's voice echoed from the back of the shop and before Thorin had even managed to take a step, he was fussing over her. When she did attempt a step forward, he pushed her arm gently. "No, please, don't, you're going to get mud everywhere!"

Her mouth turned down. "So you want me to stand here, soaked?"

Bilbo gave her an affronted look. "No. Take your boots off please."

Thorin opened her mouth, then snorted before she crouched down to untie her boot laces. It wasn't a quick process, but she couldn't exactly continue arguing with Bilbo. When she looked up as she managed to toe off her left boot, her hands fell limp for a moment. Bilbo had reappeared with an armful of towels. She tried to ignore the thudding in her chest.

He was just being nice, she reminded herself.

"Leave your boots there, thank you, and you can come into the back. I'll see if I have anything extra you can wear until your clothes are dry." Bilbo said, holding a towel out to her. Thorin ignored her own blush, snatching the towel from him and hiding her face in it as she dried what rain water had dripped from her hair.

She peeked at him as she rubbed her cheeks, and was caught off guard by the look on his face. It wasn't something that Thorin was used to having directed at her. Truthfully, she wasn't quite sure she wasn't imagining it.

I gotta know how this all started, did John approach first? What was Gales initial reaction!? The details 😮‍💨😆

This is liable to change as I continue writing and whenever I start to edit buuut… here’s a super unedited snippet from when they meet 😘

“Buck?”

Startling, Gale ripped his attention from his book and let it land on the voice of the man falling into the seat next to him.

“As I live and breathe.”

Lololol dead 💀 Putting this in the KMITD verse because the Curt ask was from there too🙌

Marge is to Buck what Curt is to Bucky… so close it’s almost suspicious and you kind of wonder sometimes but the other just shrugs it off because that’s how it is 🤷‍♀️🤣

She just has to raise an eyebrow and make a sly comment about washing the sheets before they came over because she knows how important fresh sheets are to them and John is having war flashbacks to that time they visited her when she still lived hours away and Gale teased him all day long before telling him he was ready to have a baby right as Bucky went to put it in and he came all over Buck’s thighs and Marge’s guest room sheets.

Marge says something about self restraint on the phone after hanging up with someone and smirks, John knows she knows about the phone sex he and Gale had last week where he tried to make Bucky come as many times as possible by talking filthier than ever before.

They pull up to a stop light, kids in the car so he can’t even retaliate, and Marge pipes up from the back seat about driving safety and stop lights and John can see the devilish glint in her eyes. He resigns himself to the fact that yes, Gale has told her about that stoplight blowie from last week.

HEARD 🙌

I love their size difference so much specifically because Gale is not small. Dude is tall, and sure he’s slim, but he’s built, not a bean pole. Unless you put him next to the absolute unit that is John and then he looks like a dainty little princess. That shit right there is like gold to me 👏

So, I could definitely see it being a thing for Gale who has always been strong and taken care of himself to enjoy feeling small and cared for around John (when he finally allows himself to) and that would absolutely translate into sex. I usually write Gale as significantly less talkative during sex (in general but especially compared to John) so I could see him waiting to whip out that line for a moment he knows it’ll make John absolutely mcfucking lose it😈

This would hit so hard in KMITD when John starts training in university and then in the pros and goes from a decently fit dude to a brick shithouse. The change would be gradual and I HC Gale as keeping up with him with exercise so he gets more built too so it takes a while to notice. However, there’s gotta be one day where he wakes up and looks at John or maybe pulls on one of his new jerseys and see how it hangs off of him and he has that “oh shit 😳” moment and jumps John.

John: aww come on

Curt: not my fault you're slow, must be tired after fucking mr clevens all night

John: I never get tired of fucking Gale, you wish you had my stamina. I had him seeing stars this morning

Curt: if you never get tired of fucking him then you're just wasting those lips? It's selfish to keep them to yourself

John: maybe if you spent less time looking at my husband's lips and more time focusing on your screen you'd be more used to winning by now

Curt: if I spent less time looking at your husband's lips where would I get the material for my spank bank?

And the whole time Gale is just there with a tea and his book like "😳"

Oh, John absolutely tells Curt details. Like, if it were anyone else Gale and eventually Ken would probably be concerned about the horrifying lack of boundaries between the two. But, Curt and John have been besties since kindergarten so it’s just kind of them and Gale gets pretty used to it after a few months of living with John and Curt being over constantly.

Thankfully, he had a preview to just how open they were with one another while Curt and John were still in high school or he might have actually died of a heart attack at walking in on John describing just how hot it is to come inside of Gale bare while cuddling with Curt during a bestie movie night one evening.

How it works: I search for the words prev assigned me in my latest WIP and then choose four words for you to search in your WIP.

Thank you @onyxsboxes I’ve been living for all of yours today 😍

My words: Feeling, still, rank, apathy

Feeling: (from the rough draft of the next part of the traditional abo series)

Gale swallowed, feeling wrong footed. He wasn’t normally one for nervous yammering but when the person that typically filled the silence for him was dead silent, Gale felt compelled to fix it. It had to have been the flower despite his initial pleased smile.

Still: (from the rough draft of a fic for what happens right after Gale finds out John is his student in the KMITD series)

“I know, I know,” John said quietly, eyes closing as he squeezed Galen’s knees where they were still firmly in his grasp. “I fucked up. I lied, and it could ruin your life, and I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, but I love you, and I don’t want to break up -“

Rank: (fudging this one a bit, but also from the rough draft of the next part of the traditional abo series)

“If you somehow make it to advanced flight training, I’ll see what I can do,” Simpson told him. “Cadet Egan may be a pain in the ass, but he’s an exceptional flyer and a decent enough flyer.” Gale was currently ranked above Bucky in the standings, in first place. “Can’t have some floozy omega besmirching his reputation.”

No apathy in anything though 😅

Your words: Sky, new, hope, love

Idk if I ever have so sorry if this is contradictory to an earlier answer 😅

I can see it for them 🙌 Like, they tried to avoid crossing that line at that time but the knowledge that they were teacher/student definitely got them off more than once 😏 So when they’re married with kids? Free game.

They’re roleplaying detention scenarios, dirty talking about fucking in front of a class, John’s sucking Gale off while he lectures and they’re pretending he’s behind a podium in front of a class, pretending to fuck in the break room, Gale’s spanking John with a ruler at some point (Curt is devastated when John tells him because that was Curt’s fantasy dammit)… nothing is off limits lol