summary:Lloyd fucks you with his gun simply because he can.
warnings:18+ only. lloyd hansen. threats. sex with a weapon. dirty talk. slight dubcon but all parties are willing. light choking. 1 ruined orgasm. slight anal play. don’t fuck guns, m’kay? no beta, only myself to blame.
word count: 1,801
author’s note: thanks to Twitter for inspiring me to write this. I mean it was only a matter of time since I’m a slut for fucking objects that shouldn’t be fucked.
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Lloyd fires off a shot with steady hands and a killer focused stare. The kickback makes his forearms flex, the muscle fibers under his collared, blue and white striped shirt twitch from the blow.
You lean against the wall behind him as he studiously works. You’d been at the small gun range for the last hour or so. It was a private club and the middle of the week so it was rather quite besides the loud shots that rang off every so often from Lloyd’s gun. He was trying out a new technique and he wanted to make sure it was a good fit before using it on the field.
Shot after shot he hit the target with stunning ease. Little holes peppered the paper bullseye with acute accuracy. He wields the gun so confidently; it makes you lightheaded at times. He was immensely self-assured after all these years that you were pretty sure he could hit the target blindfolded.
