redwineandqueer
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When David first suggested they go to the Dude Cave together as an important step on Patrick’s “journey to unearthing the full spectrum of his queer desires,” he’d had two thoughts: a) David had been spending far too much time with his mother and b) spending an evening admiring gorgeous men with his boyfriend draped over his shoulders sounded pretty awesome actually.
“You know I used to be able to put my foot behind my head - I wonder if I still could?”
Patrick had been wrong. Deeply, profoundly wrong.
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“That’s why we needed to talk, baby,” Patrick says, running his hands up David’s chest and cupping them behind his neck. It’s David’s favourite position for talks like these - he feels held, safe and secure in Patrick’s strong hands. “I want to watch your face while the machine fucks you with my cock.” He takes a deep breath. “And Jake fucks you with his.”
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David and Patrick's (and Jake's) continued adventures with their pet fucking machine.
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- Part 3 of Get Up I Feel Like Being A Sex Machine
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Where We Can Go As We Are by redwineandqueer for schittyfic (sixtysevenlmpala)
Fandoms: Schitt's Creek
18 Feb 2021
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By the time David gets to Patrick’s apartment, his stomach is churning and his palms are so sweaty he can barely grip the key to get the door unlocked. It’s stupid - he’s been to Patrick’s place more times than he can count in the two months since he’s moved in. But this is his first time being here alone and part of him can’t shake the feeling like he’s trespassing somewhere he shouldn’t be.
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They’re cuddled up on the couch one Friday night about three weeks after David came home to a brand-new fucking machine on his living room floor. It’s David’s night to pick the movie but he’s having trouble concentrating on Netflix’s rom-com section long enough to decide which one he’s in the mood for. His eyes keep darting over to the small cabinet under the stairs. Or, more specifically, to what’s in the small cabinet under the stairs.
The fucking machine had gotten a lot of use in the weeks since Patrick brought it home. David might even venture to say he’s been a bit obsessed. Two nights ago, Patrick had put David on his knees, the machine slowly fucking his ass and then sat on the couch and turned on a baseball game. He stuck his soft cock in David’s mouth to ‘keep it warm’ and then proceeded to make David’s brain melt out of his ears by playing with the speed and pattern of the machine until David was panting and drooling and begging incoherently.
But there’s one thing they still haven’t done and, tonight, David can’t stop thinking about it.
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Alternate title: Fucking Machine 2: Electric BoogalooSeries
- Part 2 of Get Up I Feel Like Being A Sex Machine
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Sinking into the depths of their new tub after it was installed had been one of the first times Patrick really understood the appeal of luxury. David had insisted on running Patrick’s first bath and had filled the warm water with a blend of scented oils that soaked into Patrick’s skin and made him boneless with relaxation. The water went right up to his neck and the candles David placed around the room made Patrick feel like he was glowing.
The tub is indulgent. It’s hedonism to the extreme.
It’s perfect.
And, as David had proven after Patrick had time to luxuriate, it could easily fit two people.
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David runs Patrick a bath after a stressful day.
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“Okay, no. We are not doing this. I draw the line at toothpaste innuendo in your great aunt’s bathroom, Patrick.”
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- Part 8 of Sex Bloopers
Bookmarked by redwineandqueer
11 Apr 2021
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Patrick wishes David would touch him more often.
Or all the time. All the time would be good.
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10 Apr 2021
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His new client was tall, dark, and handsome, with cheekbones that could cut glass, and legs that wouldn’t quit.
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Patrick is a detective. David is his mysterious client. There’s a priceless diamond, a masquerade ball, murder, thievery, blackmail, secrets, betrayal, gangsters, smoking, whiskey, and angst galore. (And a happy ending.)
It’s a film noir AU.
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Two days after their night together at Stevie’s, Patrick decides to make David a pie. Things don't go so well.
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Patrick blinks.
He’s tall—taller, anyway—with perfectly swept dark hair, wearing a short sleeved button up with some monochromatic abstract pattern. It stands out in direct contrast to the rich color of the tattoos etched from his biceps to his wrists. Swaths of orange and pink and blue florals. He’s so struck by the color, the contrast, the face, that he can’t really pick out the details in the designs at first.
“So what am I working with?” David says with a casual wave of his hand.
// David is a tattoo artist. Patrick wants a symbol of a new start.