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Trussed	By : Nevoreiel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Franz Ferdinand Views: 1127 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Franz Ferdinand. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Trussed
Pairing: Franzwich! (that's all the members of Franz F.)
Rating: R
Summary: All they want for Christmas is Alex.
Disclaimer: Not real, never happened, no offence meant at all. I love them too much to offend on purpose.
Warning: Bondage as per request, a bit of voyeurism, dubious consent.
Notes: For the Secret Santa exchange at slacken_ties. A 'Franzwich!!111!!!' pairing and a 'BONDAGE!' genre were requested. I'm only too happy to oblige. Merry (dare I say?) Smutmas, Franzmas, etc., glitter_traces!

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Alex looked worn out but peaceful, hair disheveled and shirt rumpled and gaping open. He must've been too tired to even take off his Dior boots. Mumbling incoherently under his breath, Alex tried to find a more suitable position, his shoulders uncomfortably tense. With a startled jolt, he realised that he was securely handcuffed to the creaky headboard of his hotel bed.

His brain still a bit fuzzy, he craned his neck only to see his band mates loitering around his room. Nick looked devious and Alex shifted uneasily.

"Well, look who's awake?" Nick smiled affectionately, sitting on the edge of the bed, knee pressing into Alex's outer thigh.

"What in bloody hell do you think you're doing?!" Alex rattled the steel handcuffs, but they held fast, biting into the thin skin of his wrists.

"Seeing as the holiday season's approaching we decided on an early Christmas present." Nick looked pointedly at Alex, "That would be you. You always seem spread so thin amongst the fans and the media, all wanting a piece of you," Nick pinched Alex's thigh, causing a frown, "so we though we'd show you that we deserve you more than they do."

"But I – "

"We'll have none of that or I shall stuff your inhaler in your mouth," Bob cautioned.

Alex's eyes widened, but he decided not to risk it and stayed silent, eyeing Bob wearily. He turned his eyes to Paul, pleading with a look; perhaps he could be made to see reason.

Paul shrugged, slumped in his chair. "Sorry, mate. Ah'm oanly 'ere tae watch." There was an apologetic smile on his lips.

Bob sat down at Alex's other side, grinning uncharacteristically. "Don't worry. We'll take good care of you."

Glaring, Alex tried scooting up, but was effectively hindered when Bob leaned over him and kissed him most thoroughly. One hand raked through Alex's matted hair, sending an involuntary shiver down his spine.

He thought of kicking out, but that was made impossible when Nick lay down alongside him, one leg thrown over his knees, a strong arm winding around his torso. Alex though he was going to faint, Bob's tongue in his mouth and Nick's hot breath and hotter mouth trailing down his neck.

As Bob released his debauched mouth, lips tingling, Alex gasped in sweet air, hands clenched into fists. While Nick toyed with his nipples and traced each rib, Bob went straight for his belt and trouser zip.

Poor, forgotten Paul had his hand down his pants, jerking it up and down, bright pink tip of his tongue trapped between his teeth. He was thoroughly enjoying the view.

Squirming, Alex gasped when Bob wrapped his fingers around him, moving at a leisurely pace. Nick's breath tickled his skin, becoming irregular as Nick thrust up against Alex's hip. His hand had a death grip on Alex's ribs.

Bob's head was lowered as he gave Alex a helping hand, his other hand maneuvering in his own trousers.

The room was filled with gasps, slick sounds, and the creaking of the bed. Nick's hips snapped faster, eyes closed tightly. Reaching his peak, he stilled and slumped against Alex, lazily running his tongue over the available skin of Alex's straining neck.

Frustrated, Alex dug the heels of his boots into the mattress and raised his hips into Bob's slack grip, wishing the handcuffs were off so he could touch himself. Bob's lips were parted and he panted softly, coming with a sigh. He gave Alex a squeeze and Alex came with a chocked cry, feet sliding slowly from under him.

Nick reached up to undo the handcuffs, key clicking. It was a relief for Alex to be able to move his arms down. He buttoned himself up, rubbing his reddened wrists and looking slightly put out.

Paul was grinning, wiping his hands on a stray hotel towel. "Be thankful 'at Bob did nae get his way an' wrapped ye in ribbons an' sprinkled ye wi' tinsel."

Alex raised his eyebrow and Bob reddened, fidgeting.

"Well, that was pretty good fun," Nick enthused and everyone save Alex nodded. Alex wished he had never mentioned that Nick's blue shirt combined with his black tie had made him look like a police officer.

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