fic: delayed 1/1
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2minsforslashingTITLE: Delayed
AUTHOR: Frala
E-MAIL: frala at hotmail dot com
DISTRIBUTION: Just at Perchance to Dream
DISCLAIMER: I neither claim any ownership to any of the characters aside from the ones I made up. And I'm not implying anything about any of the characters in real life. Its all fiction, none of it actually happened, I made it up.
AN: Thanks to Mae for the beta, and Jazzy for the pairing idea.
AN2: For the lovely and talented![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
florianna.
RATING: NC 17 slash.
CHARACTERS: Kyle Chipchura, Matt D'agostini
SUMMARY: Kyle's day turns out a lot different than he'd expected, but he likes it.
~~
You know of all the ways I thought I'd get to spend today, spending this much time at the fucking airport wasn't even close to being one of them. My trophy is sitting at home; just waiting for me to be having fun with it... and fuck I can't even lie and pretend it'd be quite as much fun without Matt here too.
I suppose I can wait for his flight to stop being so delayed. Oh look the line at Timmy's looks like its long enough that I might not even get through it before he lands. And every old person in the city is here to figure out how to use their debit card for the first time.
Awesome.
At least the chick in front of me has a great ass to distract me.
Just not quite enough distracting. My mind keeps wandering to another ass, and how it feels wriggling against my hips when he wakes up horny and knows it'll get me up too. Fuck, I need to think of something else like right now.
Nothing comes… but I might if I don't get through this fucking line up soon. I can't stop the images once they start. Him on his knees in front of me. Him behind me, pounding my ass hard, him kissing me all sweet and slow and whispering my name, him… fuck, just him.
I'm so worked up when I get to the front of the line I get an ice cap, and find myself licking my lips when they add some caramel drizzle. Mm before we left Hamilton for the summer we'd made sundaes and there was a lot of fun to be had with caramel.
Okay so every single fucking aspect of my life is about him now? Where did I sign up for that? Cause I don't remember doing it at all.
And yet I'm sitting in this sweltering un-air-conditioned place, sucking down ice coffee and waiting for him, clearly not too bothered by any of it. Yeah, yeah I know.
Finally the fucking doors slide open and people start coming out.
A lot of people.
And not him.
A little part of me hates that I check my phone to make sure I didn't miss a text or call, but only a little part, and when I look up he's coming through the doors, talking to some kid. Like not just young cause he looks like jailbait anyway, but like an actual little kid.
They even pause for a moment before she runs off to her mom and Matt looks around for me.
The element of surprise is mine.
"Picking them awful young Dags…"
I'm rewarded with a jump in the air, and a small shriek, that even though it was very short, just might have made that little girl proud.
He turns and punches me in the shoulder. "Fucker!" But he's grinning, and he leans in and whispers low. "I need out of here right now with you."
Totally a man after my heart!
I nod and he pats the bag over his shoulder, telling me he's ready to go, his hand brushing just past mine as we walk outside. Fuck, it's hot. And fuck, so is he. He's walking just a little ahead of me, his shorts just tight enough that I can see his ass perfectly.
I want that.
Now.
We get into my car and he turns, kissing me hard, sucking on my bottom lip, tugging me to him, nearly on him before I can even really kiss him back. But when I do, wow. Neither one of us is breathing very well when we stop.
And the AC getting cranked doesn't even begin to cool things off either. His hand is on my thigh as I pull out, and only inches higher as I drive out the road toward the highway. I'm just about to take the turn off for north when this big fucking balloon cowboy pops into my line of sight and I pull back off the exit lane and head into Leduc.
I don't know what the hotel is called; just that years ago I used to want to stay there based on the balloon cowboy alone. I figure I never got to then, but I can totally bang my guy in it now.
Matt grins and leans in, flexing his fingers over my cock and kissing me hard before getting out to go book the room. He tugs his wallet out of his back pocket and pats his ass before he disappears through the door.
Tease.
Not that he'll actually make me wait for it. But he knows how much I already want it.
The room is around the corner and up the stairs so he walks over, pulling off his shirt and stroking over his stomach, even before I have the car in park, let alone being near the room. It's a fucking miracle that I don't run something over getting there, but I don't.
Matt is all the way naked when I get to the room, laying on the bed stroking his cock, with the door wide open, he grins and wiggles his other finger for me, leaning up on the bed more. "C'mere…" His voice is soft, but thick with need as he wiggles forward a little.
I get rid of my clothes before I do get to him, and he kisses me again, whispering that he wants me against my lips, wrapping his legs around my hips, tugging me to him, grinding hard. I'm not doing anything but reacting, god, he's so fucking hot.
One more whisper and he pulls me to him harder, reaching down to grasp my cock and gasping as he pulls me in more. I'm gasping too, filling him with one long deep thrust that has us both crying out into each other's mouths.
He's thrusting back just as hard as I am and we're just clinging, rocking, staying as tight to each other as we can, still kissing furiously the closer we get. Fast, god, I like to make it last longer… I just can't.
He comes first though, gripping harder to me and biting on my lip, not letting go until after I come too, shaking and clinging to him just as much.
Both of us collapse together, shivering hard and breathing harder, just staying as close as we can, his legs still around my hips even. It's not until I reach down that I even realize we didn't stop and put on a rubber.
Seems like he realizes that too and he kisses me slow, whispering there hasn't been anyone but me in a long time… and I nod back at him, honestly replying the same way. And then he kisses me harder slower, deeper.
I still don't know when exactly all this happened, or how this was all of a sudden okay.
But maybe it's not such a bad thing to sign up for after all.
THE END
AUTHOR: Frala
E-MAIL: frala at hotmail dot com
DISTRIBUTION: Just at Perchance to Dream
DISCLAIMER: I neither claim any ownership to any of the characters aside from the ones I made up. And I'm not implying anything about any of the characters in real life. Its all fiction, none of it actually happened, I made it up.
AN: Thanks to Mae for the beta, and Jazzy for the pairing idea.
AN2: For the lovely and talented
florianna.RATING: NC 17 slash.
CHARACTERS: Kyle Chipchura, Matt D'agostini
SUMMARY: Kyle's day turns out a lot different than he'd expected, but he likes it.
~~
You know of all the ways I thought I'd get to spend today, spending this much time at the fucking airport wasn't even close to being one of them. My trophy is sitting at home; just waiting for me to be having fun with it... and fuck I can't even lie and pretend it'd be quite as much fun without Matt here too.
I suppose I can wait for his flight to stop being so delayed. Oh look the line at Timmy's looks like its long enough that I might not even get through it before he lands. And every old person in the city is here to figure out how to use their debit card for the first time.
Awesome.
At least the chick in front of me has a great ass to distract me.
Just not quite enough distracting. My mind keeps wandering to another ass, and how it feels wriggling against my hips when he wakes up horny and knows it'll get me up too. Fuck, I need to think of something else like right now.
Nothing comes… but I might if I don't get through this fucking line up soon. I can't stop the images once they start. Him on his knees in front of me. Him behind me, pounding my ass hard, him kissing me all sweet and slow and whispering my name, him… fuck, just him.
I'm so worked up when I get to the front of the line I get an ice cap, and find myself licking my lips when they add some caramel drizzle. Mm before we left Hamilton for the summer we'd made sundaes and there was a lot of fun to be had with caramel.
Okay so every single fucking aspect of my life is about him now? Where did I sign up for that? Cause I don't remember doing it at all.
And yet I'm sitting in this sweltering un-air-conditioned place, sucking down ice coffee and waiting for him, clearly not too bothered by any of it. Yeah, yeah I know.
Finally the fucking doors slide open and people start coming out.
A lot of people.
And not him.
A little part of me hates that I check my phone to make sure I didn't miss a text or call, but only a little part, and when I look up he's coming through the doors, talking to some kid. Like not just young cause he looks like jailbait anyway, but like an actual little kid.
They even pause for a moment before she runs off to her mom and Matt looks around for me.
The element of surprise is mine.
"Picking them awful young Dags…"
I'm rewarded with a jump in the air, and a small shriek, that even though it was very short, just might have made that little girl proud.
He turns and punches me in the shoulder. "Fucker!" But he's grinning, and he leans in and whispers low. "I need out of here right now with you."
Totally a man after my heart!
I nod and he pats the bag over his shoulder, telling me he's ready to go, his hand brushing just past mine as we walk outside. Fuck, it's hot. And fuck, so is he. He's walking just a little ahead of me, his shorts just tight enough that I can see his ass perfectly.
I want that.
Now.
We get into my car and he turns, kissing me hard, sucking on my bottom lip, tugging me to him, nearly on him before I can even really kiss him back. But when I do, wow. Neither one of us is breathing very well when we stop.
And the AC getting cranked doesn't even begin to cool things off either. His hand is on my thigh as I pull out, and only inches higher as I drive out the road toward the highway. I'm just about to take the turn off for north when this big fucking balloon cowboy pops into my line of sight and I pull back off the exit lane and head into Leduc.
I don't know what the hotel is called; just that years ago I used to want to stay there based on the balloon cowboy alone. I figure I never got to then, but I can totally bang my guy in it now.
Matt grins and leans in, flexing his fingers over my cock and kissing me hard before getting out to go book the room. He tugs his wallet out of his back pocket and pats his ass before he disappears through the door.
Tease.
Not that he'll actually make me wait for it. But he knows how much I already want it.
The room is around the corner and up the stairs so he walks over, pulling off his shirt and stroking over his stomach, even before I have the car in park, let alone being near the room. It's a fucking miracle that I don't run something over getting there, but I don't.
Matt is all the way naked when I get to the room, laying on the bed stroking his cock, with the door wide open, he grins and wiggles his other finger for me, leaning up on the bed more. "C'mere…" His voice is soft, but thick with need as he wiggles forward a little.
I get rid of my clothes before I do get to him, and he kisses me again, whispering that he wants me against my lips, wrapping his legs around my hips, tugging me to him, grinding hard. I'm not doing anything but reacting, god, he's so fucking hot.
One more whisper and he pulls me to him harder, reaching down to grasp my cock and gasping as he pulls me in more. I'm gasping too, filling him with one long deep thrust that has us both crying out into each other's mouths.
He's thrusting back just as hard as I am and we're just clinging, rocking, staying as tight to each other as we can, still kissing furiously the closer we get. Fast, god, I like to make it last longer… I just can't.
He comes first though, gripping harder to me and biting on my lip, not letting go until after I come too, shaking and clinging to him just as much.
Both of us collapse together, shivering hard and breathing harder, just staying as close as we can, his legs still around my hips even. It's not until I reach down that I even realize we didn't stop and put on a rubber.
Seems like he realizes that too and he kisses me slow, whispering there hasn't been anyone but me in a long time… and I nod back at him, honestly replying the same way. And then he kisses me harder slower, deeper.
I still don't know when exactly all this happened, or how this was all of a sudden okay.
But maybe it's not such a bad thing to sign up for after all.
THE END
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Date: 2007-08-04 12:32 am (UTC)I still don't know when exactly all this happened, or how this was all of a sudden okay.
eee, so cute.
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Date: 2007-08-04 12:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-04 01:05 am (UTC)oh, and this line made me laugh..."And every old person in the city is here to figure out how to use their debit card for the first time."
I freakin loved this so much
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Date: 2007-08-04 01:14 am (UTC)LOL im sooo glad you liked this!