i'd let her fuck me with a racket
fandom: challengers (2024)
rating: explicit
relationship: art donaldson/tashi donaldson/patrick zweig
additional tags: alternate universe - canon divergence, pegging, strap-ons, you count a tennis racket as a strap on? i do, anal sex, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, analingus, safe sex, barebacking, (they only got 2 condoms and use 1 for the tennis racket), top tashi, bottom patrick, top art, top patrick, bottom tashi, plot what plot/porn without plot
words: 6,799
chapters: 1/1
Tashi says, soft as an apology, “I have to go.”
A line of spit snaps between Art and Patrick, and Patrick is staring at her and looking like he’s given up, like he’ll just let the blood-thumping moment of glorious, untold possibility pass them by.
Art swallows the first plea that eternally lives in his chest, and instead says, “But Patrick told me he’d let you fuck him with a racket.”
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bust up something beautiful - challengers WIP
[Art POV, Patrick is with Tashi, Patrick and Art are playing a set 'for fun']
After Art wins the third straight game, he calls Patrick to the net. Tashi strolls from the sideline to join them, unbidden, but Art tries not to look at her, keeps his focus on Patrick as he demands, “Are you going easy on me?”
This is the most infuriating thing about playing Patrick. Art doesn’t always go one hundred percent in a casual match, or in practice -- it’s not sustainable -- but he’ll set the terms up front. Patrick changes his mind, constantly, about how much of a shit he gives, and even when he’s not changing his mind, he changes his story.
Patrick shrugs. “This isn’t my racket.”
Now Art looks to Tashi, who’s rolling her eyes. “You know his game. Is he going easy on me?”
Tashi’s forehead crinkles and Art stops caring about the tennis for a second because he’s been thinking about this face every day trying to make sure he had the details right, not quite able to reconstruct them from all the publicity shots he found online or ads he ripped out of magazines. Adidas wasn’t sharing this, Tashi’s thinking face.
Tashi isn’t ready to commit, and Patrick isn’t waiting for her input to barrel forward. “I might not be a hundred percent. I flew here on a redeye, I barely slept and then -- ” He leans over the net, confiding, “I don’t know how much you know about sex but it’s basically exercise.”
This gets a bark of laughter from Tashi. “I didn’t realize it took so much work to lie there and moan while someone’s on top of you.” She draws on the word ‘moan’ in such an odd and specific way that it’s clearly a take on Patrick’s personal sex noises.
Art laughs. Patrick refuses to be shamed. “Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.”
“I wouldn’t dream of knocking it. Stop avoiding the question. Duncan, is Zweig going easy on me?”
“Not on purpose. But he’s being lazy with his backhand, and his form is shit because he’s focused on making sure I know how cute his ass looks in these shorts.”
“Hmm,” Art says. “Turn around.” Patrick pirouettes, then bows – he’s quite aware he has a cute ass -- and Art declares, “I’ve seen better.”
This gets a full-body laugh from Tashi, even though it wasn’t very funny and Art is possibly even prouder of getting this reaction than of the ace he smashes, a few minutes later, practically in Patrick’s face. Patrick swears and abuses the borrowed racket, and for the rest of the impromptu match, it pleases Art to see that Patrick is definitely trying.
Clearly, it pleases Tashi too.
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