......I Don't Know Know What To Say.

......I don't know know what to say.

Yesterday, I wrote a little ficlet based on a gif post of Jeeg Robot. And it is a Fabio/Majid fic. It's very smutty and I love this pairing.

I posted it to my ao3 with the name Quick to Anger. I posted it on here first and got such amazing feed back and I am so thankful and happy that people actually liked it.

But, the first comment I received from ao3 was, 'lady gaga talented brilliant incredible etc gif'.

.....Did ........Did I just get compared to Lady Gaga????? WHAT???? I do NOT deserve that comparison. Not at all! But I'm thankful that someone liked my work enough to compare me to such a amazing person as her!

I don't deserve this, but I love you guys!

Joe as Agron. Nicky as Nasir. .......I think I can die happy now. I'm just going to go into that corner over there and continue looking at this masterpiece.

Yusuf & Nicolò circa 1099

I am so disappointed in education right now.....

I want you all to know that an Arab Muslim from Tunis proposed the Theory of Evolution near 600 years before Charles Darwin even took his first breath. Don’t let them erase you.

Looking on in amusement, Majid watched as Fabio's dogs tore apart one of his oldest friends. He really should have known better than cross him. His Zingaro, always so quick to anger. Even to the people closest to him.

As Fabio walked past, sanitizing his hands, Majid reached out, grabbing his arm and pulling him into his lap. Back pressed tightly against his chest as his hand came up, silencing any protest Fabio most likely had.

"Look at the mess you've made," Majid growled in his ear, grinning at the full body shiver he received. "No one is safe from your wrath. Are they, my love?"

"Fucker deserved it," Fabio gasped out, only able to get in small bouts of air under Majid's tight grip.

Majid chuckled early. "Of that, I have no doubt." He bit down on Zingaro's earlobe, smiling at the groan he let out. "But, that's not all it was. Is it? You get off on it. On the violence. On the blood. The pure chaos. It's even better when it's your own creation, isn't it?"

Fabio couldn't help the moan that bubbled up in his throat at Majid's words. Paired with the hand around his throat and the sound of his dogs tearing apart the double crosser outside, he could feel his pants getting tighter.

Majid huffed a laugh, nose brushing against his temple. "That's what I thought. You need the control. Need to be the one who gave the order. But this time, you listen to MY order. Touch yourself."

Fabio jerked in Majid's grip. He hated being told what to do. Absolutely despised it. That's why he gave the orders and had people under him. But, Majid's commanding tone made him want to obey. He reached down and began to undo his belt.

"No!" Majid's grip tightened on his throat, causing his back to arch. "You're not going to pull your cock out. You're going to rub yourself while still in your pants. I want to see you make a mess of yourself."

Fabio growled out in disgust, but found himself cupping his erection through his jeans, gasping through his teeth at the pleasure his simple touch created.

"That's it, baby," Majid breathed, pressing his own hard length into Fabio's backside with a roll of his hips. Having this power over Fabio always got him riled up. Knowing that he was the only one who could give Fabio orders was a high that no drug could give him. "Get yourself off for me."

He used his grip on Fabio's neck to tilt his head to the side, exposing the creamy skin to his hungry mouth as he latched on to the juncture between his neck and shoulder, sucking harshly.

Fabio cried out in ecstasy, grinding his palm down on his cock as Majid nipped at his skin.

Pushing back against the thrusts of Majid's hips, he felt pinned. But in a good way. An intoxicating way. He loved feeling so helpless in Majid's hold. It was the only time he didn't mind not being on control. Especially since he knew that Majid would never hurt him. Well, not unless he asked for it.

"You love this, don't you? Love the screams as someone dies by your order. The blood from the wounds your beloved dogs make. Love knowing it was you that ended a life. But, you love this more."

Majid wrapped his free arm around Fabio's waist, pulling him down harder on to his lap as he ground his cock up into the cleft of his ass. "Being used for my pleasure. Taking whatever order I give you. Even with being the clean freak that you are, you'll cum in your pants. Just because I told you too."

Fabio rested his head back on Majid's shoulder, trying to breathe against the tight grip around his throat. His hand pressed harder against himself at his lover's words.

He was right. If Majid told him to, he would bathe in mud.

No matter how disgusting it would be.

"Majid," Fabio groaned out.

"Are you close, baby?" Majid's lips brushed against his jaw line as he spoke.

Fabio nodded, pressing up against his hand and back against Majid's cock as he got close to the edge.

"Then come." Majid's teeth sank deep into Fabio's neck.

Fabio screamed his release, his cum coating the inside of his pants. He vaguely felt Majid's hips stutter as he groaned out his own orgasm, riding the waves of pure euphoria.

He took in a much needed gulp of air as Majid released his grip on his throat, wrapping his arm tight around Fabio's chest, pulling them flush together as they came down, panting for breath.

After Fabio's breathing was more under control, he turned his head, lips brushing against Majid's cheek.

Majid tilted his head down, sliding their mouths together as his fingers curled around Fabio's long hair.

They pulled apart and shared a smile. Majid's nose rubbing against Fabio's, making him huff out a laugh.

"I hate you," Fabio mumbled as he felt the cum in his pants start to dry and become sticky.

Majid laughed. "No you don't." He pressed a kiss against his love's temple, turning his gaze to the window when he realized that the screaming from earlier had stopped. He whistled when he saw that the body resembled more ground beef than human, thanks to Fabio's dogs. "That's two messes you need to clean up."

Fabio waved his hand in dismissal. "Get someone else to do it."

Majid threw his head back and laughed as Fabio turned in his arms, tucking his head under his chin.

Except in the comic book it was Andy that said no to finding Nile and Nicky, Joe AND Booker were trying to convince her they needed to find her. I do love the differences between the comic and the movie, but this is one thing I wish they didn't change.

I do understand that he probably said no because he didn't want to drag Nile into the mess he created, but if they left it in, it still would've spoken about how much he cares for his immortal family. We know he loves them. He just had a shit way of showing it.

Something I’d like to point out about this whole exchange amongst the team is how Joe and Nicky approach expressing the same opinion regarding Nile. They are both united in their stance that finding her is the thing they need to do, but their responses to pushback (from Booker essentially) are very distinctive.

Joe is the first to outright say they have to find Nile. He’s direct, firm, and concise. And his tone in the second gif is bordering on anger at the implication that they leave one of their own vulnerable. He’s protective and determined, and after this point continues sketching out Nile’s face, undeterred.

Nicky also calls Booker out, but focuses on appealing to the team’s empathy. You can see that not only did he feel the pain of Nile’s death, he also keenly sympathizes with her fear and it comes through in his voice and all across his face. He’s gentle but steady when reminding them of what they already know they should do.

They’re both ultimately saying the same things, but in their own characteristic, complimentary ways. And I know a lot is said about Nicky’s compassion (and rightfully so), but I also wanted to highlight that Joe is just as compassionate (in this example, towards Nile’s situation), it just manifests differently.

I'm so happy you liked it! I literally just wrote it off the top of my head.

If anyone wants to read it, I do have it posted to my account and it's edited, So it's a bit better than what I left in the comment section. This was actually very fun to write. I hope to do more with this pairing.

Zingaro was showing remorse after he let’s his dogs attacked his own bestfriend.