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A Behind the Scenes Series: Game of Thrones

By: MistressMayvenn
folder Casts RPF › Game of Thrones
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 7
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Disclaimer: My 3rd in the BTSS, and I do not know Kit Harrington or Richard Madden personally, and had nothing to do with Game of Thrones- I am just borrowing them for naughty purposes, and for free. No money is being made on this work of fiction.
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Taking cues

Kit watched intently, the mirth in his eyes belying his deepening arousal. Richard's Adam's apple bobbed with the force of his nervous swallow. Kit was hoping this playful approach would counter Richard's shyness. 'Just be cool' Kit coached himself silently.

Richard's nimble fingers deftly undid the botton and hook on Kit's slacks. His left grabbed the now two loose ends, his right the zipper. He took a deep breath, then pulled Kit's zipper down. Kit smiled. "Here, let me...just...sit up a bit", he thrust his hips up, raising his ass up off the couch for a minute. Kit used just his back and stomach muscles; Richard couldn't help but admire how strong his friend was. Kit's role as the 'Bastard of Winterfell' had given him the best body. 

Richard ran his hand under the waistband of Kit's slacks, trying to separate his underwear from his pants. Quickly, he found there was a problem with that idea. "You aren't wearing underwear", Richard stated. He said a million prayers of thanks to his acting coaches for the lack of shake in his voice. 

"Yeah, is that a problem?" Kit asked 'innocently'. "I can... you know... grab a blanket or something. Here," he reached to take a throw from the back of the couch a bit away from him, "Like this one." Richard could feel the warm skin move under his hands, because he'd never let go of Kit's pants. When Kit moved to get the blanket, he'd twisted right in front of Richard's eyes. Eyes now not as playful, but rather building with utter lust. When Kit looked back, he sort of froze. He'd been trying to get to Richard; from the look on the other man's face, he'd succeded brilliantly.

Richard pulled down in a harsh, tugging motion, just before Kit could get his hips back down or the blanket laid over himself. He pulled till the pants came to Kit's knees. He looked fixedly at Kit's cock suddenly and beautifully laid bare before him. Kit wasn't quite fully hard yet. 'That's going to change,' Richard vowed to himself. He deliberately, slowly sat back, and took down first the right leg, then the left, till Kit's pants were completely off. He kept his hands on Kit's ankles, more grip than rested to his hold. "Better?" Richard asked again, this time the lust thick enough to carry in his voice.

Kit's grin got wider. He loved where this was going. "Sort of. Huge favor this time." Kit let a pause enter his voice. Richard dragged his eyes from Kit's dick up to the mans gorgeous eyes. Kit was fairly certain his request wouldn't be denied. "Can you get me off?" 

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Richard might be shy normally, but never could it be said he wasn't a man of action when needed. He switched his hands from Kit's ankles, slid them up the calves, and stopped with a firm hold on Kit's thighs right above the back of his knees. He pulled, in a half light tug, half jerk, and got Kit's ass to the edge of the couch.

Kit's grin was morphing into a heated, wonder-filled smile. He'd been right; Richard was the sexiest man in the cast, especially when aroused as he was now. He rolled up the throw a bit, and placed it on the floor in front of Richard. Good at taking cues, Madden dropped to his knees in front of Kit. He slid his hands up his friends' well muscled thighs, stopping at the glorius 'V' spot that framed Kit's dick. 

Richard lowered his face, just his breath over Kit's manhood for a moment. Kit's member twitched involuntarily, his pulse sped up. He was now fully hard, and Richard had plenty to nuzzle. Richard started with warm, full kisses and nips on Kit's inner thighs, going up and down everything but the cock itself. Kit writhed becomingly under Madden's erotic efforts. Kit's pleasant moans and sighs became a cry when he felt teeth press hard on the junction of his thigh and pelvis. Richard set in, not too hard as to really hurt, but he had Kit's undivided attention.

Like a call to one of the Young Wolf's battles, Kit's yelling out loud summoned Madden to duty. He wrapped his right hand around Kit's now fully hard penis. 'All of him is just so beautiful' he thought, just a moment before he wrapped his own full lips around the head of Kit's cock.

 

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