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kathierif_ficTitle: BBA
Fandom: The A-Team (movie)
Pairing: BA/Face/Murdock
Rating: FRM
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Just like a cheap Japanese porn movie
A/N: Written for kink_bingo, prompt “fucking machines”. Exactly 1000 words, yay!
“This is like a cheap movie.” Face wrapped his arms protectively around his chest. It wasn’t that he was embarrassed or ashamed of his body, because he wasn’t. He’d grown up in an under-funded orphanage and had spent almost all of his adult life in the Army, and neither of those had room for a lot of modesty.
“A cheap horror movie,” Face complained and started to pace again, to get rid of his excess energy and to ward of the chill. “Even more, like a cheap porn movie.”
Murdock watched him from the bunk in the corner of the room. Like Face, he was naked, his clothes, including his hat, taken at gunpoint by the people who had kidnapped the three of them.
“Now, Facey,” he started, but Face didn’t even listen to him as he continued to pace.
“A porn movie,” Face said. “No, worse. A Japanese porn movie. A cheap Japanese porn movie.”
BA looked up from the mechanical parts spread around him with a deep frown. “What do you know about cheap Japanese porn movies?” he growled, even if he was sure he didn’t want to know the answer.
“They are very interesting, from a cinematographic point of view,” Murdock helpfully answered. “But really, Facey, this is nothing like a cheap Japanese porn movie. For example, there are no tentacles…”
“Stop,” Face yelped and shot Murdock a panicked look. “Don’t give those sickos any ideas!”
“Murdock’s right, Face,” BA growled. “Hannibal will get us out of here. Don’t you worry.”
“Easy for you to say, BA,” Face pointed out and dragged his fingers through his hair. “You’re not the one sitting here freezing their balls off.”
“I’m the one who has to build this crazy thing, man,” BA snapped and dropped the screwdriver.
“Yeah well, Murdock and I will have to test-drive it before they get to sell it to cheap Japanese porn movie companies,” Face shot back hotly and glared at the black thick dildo on the rickety table as if it had personally attacked him.
“Come on, Facey,” Murdock soothed and wrapped his arm around Face’s shoulders, to pull him close against his side. “It’s BA. Trust the big guy, he takes care of us.”
BA nodded firmly without looking up from the contraption he was building. He was running his hands over steel, checking that there were no sharp edges.
“It’s not BA I don’t trust, it’s these guys,” Face muttered into his hands.
“Don’t think about them,” Murdock advised. “Just think about BA doing this for you. He knows how much you love the ‘vette, and this baby is going to go even smoother than that car, right, BA?”
“Right,” BA said firmly and nodded. “That sucker’s going as smoothly as my van.”
“And when he says van, he means that big black tool of his that he uses so well,” Murdock cut in and dropped his hand on Face’s thigh.
“It certainly has the same size,” Face murmured as BA grabbed the black dildo with a sneer.
“And you know you can take that and still moan for more,” Murdock grinned. “Isn’t that right, Facey?”
Face didn’t answer, but he didn’t need to. They all knew the answer, and Murdock could clearly see him blush.
“Trust me, baby, you’re gonna love this,” he grinned. “I can’t wait for BA to build me one of my own.”
BA glared at him and screwed the dildo carefully in place.
“It’s like BA, only better,” Murdock mused, not intimidated in the slightest by BA’s glare. “It never grows tired. We should call it a BBA – a Better BA.”
“Shut up, you crazy fool,” BA growled. “Faceman, this is really the safest device I could ever build for you.”
“Better than the original, even,” Murdock added and rubbed his hand higher on Face’s bare thigh. “You want to try it now?”
~+*+~
“Too bad we couldn’t take the prototype,” Murdock murmured and traced circles and figure-eights on the small of Face’s back. “We could fuck you with it until one of us is ready for round two.”
“That’s just because you couldn’t wait for me,” Face complained and arched his back into the teasing, feather light touch.
“What are you talking about, fool, not taking the prototype?” BA asked and sat up.
“The Colonel blew it up with the building, didn’t he?” Murdock asked before starting to chuckle. “Or did he?”
“He did,” Face murmured into his folded forearms before groaning as clever fingers started to stretch him out.
“So what?” BA asked. “Man, crazy fool, you don’t think I keep the plans in my head?”
He shifted to the edge of the bed. “Keep working him, man,” he added gruffly. “And now watch this.”
Face tried to twist around, but warm, strong fingers kept him in place without using any force.
“Now that,” Murdock said, a tone of awe in his voice, “that looks like it could come out of a cheap Japanese porn movie.”
Face groaned. “You added tentacles, didn’t you?” he asked. He had, just like Murdock, watched BA construct the whole thing from the first motor to the final piece of metal and silicone, and he had a pretty good idea of what BA had done in the days since Hannibal had pulled them out of their prison.
Murdock twisted his fingers in him. “Just relax,” he said, the grin audible in his voice. “You, my friend, are going to enjoy this.”
“Hell yes, sucker,” BA agreed.
Cool lube touched his ass, followed by smooth silicone, and Face exhaled and relaxed into their touch and the smooth and relentless hum of a machine.
He was safe, and with Murdock and BA being on the same side and not disagreeing for once, he knew he didn’t stand a chance anyway.
He could just as well give in gracefully now and enjoy the ride – smooth like his corvette, thick like BA and teasing like Murdock and with the relentless force of the A-Team.
~end
Fandom: The A-Team (movie)
Pairing: BA/Face/Murdock
Rating: FRM
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Just like a cheap Japanese porn movie
A/N: Written for kink_bingo, prompt “fucking machines”. Exactly 1000 words, yay!
“This is like a cheap movie.” Face wrapped his arms protectively around his chest. It wasn’t that he was embarrassed or ashamed of his body, because he wasn’t. He’d grown up in an under-funded orphanage and had spent almost all of his adult life in the Army, and neither of those had room for a lot of modesty.
“A cheap horror movie,” Face complained and started to pace again, to get rid of his excess energy and to ward of the chill. “Even more, like a cheap porn movie.”
Murdock watched him from the bunk in the corner of the room. Like Face, he was naked, his clothes, including his hat, taken at gunpoint by the people who had kidnapped the three of them.
“Now, Facey,” he started, but Face didn’t even listen to him as he continued to pace.
“A porn movie,” Face said. “No, worse. A Japanese porn movie. A cheap Japanese porn movie.”
BA looked up from the mechanical parts spread around him with a deep frown. “What do you know about cheap Japanese porn movies?” he growled, even if he was sure he didn’t want to know the answer.
“They are very interesting, from a cinematographic point of view,” Murdock helpfully answered. “But really, Facey, this is nothing like a cheap Japanese porn movie. For example, there are no tentacles…”
“Stop,” Face yelped and shot Murdock a panicked look. “Don’t give those sickos any ideas!”
“Murdock’s right, Face,” BA growled. “Hannibal will get us out of here. Don’t you worry.”
“Easy for you to say, BA,” Face pointed out and dragged his fingers through his hair. “You’re not the one sitting here freezing their balls off.”
“I’m the one who has to build this crazy thing, man,” BA snapped and dropped the screwdriver.
“Yeah well, Murdock and I will have to test-drive it before they get to sell it to cheap Japanese porn movie companies,” Face shot back hotly and glared at the black thick dildo on the rickety table as if it had personally attacked him.
“Come on, Facey,” Murdock soothed and wrapped his arm around Face’s shoulders, to pull him close against his side. “It’s BA. Trust the big guy, he takes care of us.”
BA nodded firmly without looking up from the contraption he was building. He was running his hands over steel, checking that there were no sharp edges.
“It’s not BA I don’t trust, it’s these guys,” Face muttered into his hands.
“Don’t think about them,” Murdock advised. “Just think about BA doing this for you. He knows how much you love the ‘vette, and this baby is going to go even smoother than that car, right, BA?”
“Right,” BA said firmly and nodded. “That sucker’s going as smoothly as my van.”
“And when he says van, he means that big black tool of his that he uses so well,” Murdock cut in and dropped his hand on Face’s thigh.
“It certainly has the same size,” Face murmured as BA grabbed the black dildo with a sneer.
“And you know you can take that and still moan for more,” Murdock grinned. “Isn’t that right, Facey?”
Face didn’t answer, but he didn’t need to. They all knew the answer, and Murdock could clearly see him blush.
“Trust me, baby, you’re gonna love this,” he grinned. “I can’t wait for BA to build me one of my own.”
BA glared at him and screwed the dildo carefully in place.
“It’s like BA, only better,” Murdock mused, not intimidated in the slightest by BA’s glare. “It never grows tired. We should call it a BBA – a Better BA.”
“Shut up, you crazy fool,” BA growled. “Faceman, this is really the safest device I could ever build for you.”
“Better than the original, even,” Murdock added and rubbed his hand higher on Face’s bare thigh. “You want to try it now?”
~+*+~
“Too bad we couldn’t take the prototype,” Murdock murmured and traced circles and figure-eights on the small of Face’s back. “We could fuck you with it until one of us is ready for round two.”
“That’s just because you couldn’t wait for me,” Face complained and arched his back into the teasing, feather light touch.
“What are you talking about, fool, not taking the prototype?” BA asked and sat up.
“The Colonel blew it up with the building, didn’t he?” Murdock asked before starting to chuckle. “Or did he?”
“He did,” Face murmured into his folded forearms before groaning as clever fingers started to stretch him out.
“So what?” BA asked. “Man, crazy fool, you don’t think I keep the plans in my head?”
He shifted to the edge of the bed. “Keep working him, man,” he added gruffly. “And now watch this.”
Face tried to twist around, but warm, strong fingers kept him in place without using any force.
“Now that,” Murdock said, a tone of awe in his voice, “that looks like it could come out of a cheap Japanese porn movie.”
Face groaned. “You added tentacles, didn’t you?” he asked. He had, just like Murdock, watched BA construct the whole thing from the first motor to the final piece of metal and silicone, and he had a pretty good idea of what BA had done in the days since Hannibal had pulled them out of their prison.
Murdock twisted his fingers in him. “Just relax,” he said, the grin audible in his voice. “You, my friend, are going to enjoy this.”
“Hell yes, sucker,” BA agreed.
Cool lube touched his ass, followed by smooth silicone, and Face exhaled and relaxed into their touch and the smooth and relentless hum of a machine.
He was safe, and with Murdock and BA being on the same side and not disagreeing for once, he knew he didn’t stand a chance anyway.
He could just as well give in gracefully now and enjoy the ride – smooth like his corvette, thick like BA and teasing like Murdock and with the relentless force of the A-Team.
~end