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fic: and renewing them again 1/1
TITLE: And Renewing Them Again
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: Thank you as always to Mae, Brenn, and AJ for the beta. *hearts*
AN 2: Takes place right after Keeping Up Acquaintances, posted last week here.
RATING: NC 17 slash.
CHARACTERS: Jason Arnott, Paul Kariya
SUMMARY: Paul's not to sure about how to be around Jason either.
~~
I'd call Petr if I thought even for a minute that he'd appreciate this. Somehow I don’t think that chuckling about how I fucked his ex's face would be the kind of thing he'd really be down with.
Okay he wasn't an angel either, well clearly neither was I since I was fucking him every chance I could too.
Those were some good times though. Me and Petr and JS, me and Petr, JS and me... yeah it was all good times back then for us. I spent a lot of time with Petr back then. Enough to know he would be... well not hurt but that he wouldn’t appreciate it the same way as I do.
I loved the look on Jason's face when he saw my smirk and it dawned on him exactly why he was in the position he was in right then. I got out of there fucking fast though man. Even drunk there was no keeping me around for any longer than I had to be.
He didn’t follow me. Too bad, I'd have given him another go.
And there's my perfect timing again. There's a knock at my door. Predictably, Jason is standing on the other side with beer in one hand and revenge in his eyes.
Aw it's almost cute.
Except you know there's no point in trying to get revenge on me since I don’t care. I mean okay it was nice to put one over on him a little bit, but it didn’t do anything to change him being assy to Petr or anything. In the end of it, all I got was a great blowjob.
"So can I..."
"Fuck me?" I interrupt him, knowing that's not what he was going to say. And grin at the look of fury that crosses over his face for a minute. It's replaced quick by a look of shock but he rebounds fast and he grins back at me.
Clothes are tossed and I'm flat on my back before I even think about reacting. I could play a little power trip here successfully I think but one good look at his cock yeah... my mind got changed pretty fast.
He barely wastes any time either. Fucking awesome. How'd I know he'd be all meat and potatoes? One finger, two fingers, working my prostate and bam his cock is in me.
Not that that's a bad thing. Fuck me... far from it. My legs are pressed slightly back and he's long dicking me hard and fast just like I like it. A lot. He does too I can see it in his eyes how much he's into it.
I can see more though, he'd love to come hard in me, or on me and then fuck off as fast as I did in that elevator. But he doesn't. He kisses me instead, grabbing my cock and mumbling 'fuck that' as he strokes me.
Mm, yeah I got him. He's fucking me harder now, moaning my name and kissing me so hard I can almost taste blood, you know that slightly but not quite metallic taste? Yeah, fuck I don’t even care it’s awesome, he yells my name into my mouth about a second after he comes, fucking me harder, stroking me faster and kissing down my neck until I come too.
A ton of things all swirl through my head as I come down. How good this feels, how not only would Petr not be down with this but he'd be pretty hurt too, how fucking good I feel right now, how bad of a friend I'm being, how good... uh yeah you get the point.
I don’t know what's in his mind but his face is still buried into my neck and he's mumbling something that I can't quite make out but I hear the word fuck for sure. He looks up and me and groans, saying 'fuck that' again before he kisses me.
"Aw Jason... there's nothing wrong with wanting to screw me instead of wanting to screw me over you know?"
He shakes his head. "I didn’t.. I..."
"S'okay." I grin at him and mess up his hair. Fuck, he's kinda like a big over grown puppy or something. I don’t have it in me to give him the boot this time. It's not cause I don’t want to or anything, just... you know I'm going to let him stay here for a while.
But only for a little while.
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: Thank you as always to Mae, Brenn, and AJ for the beta. *hearts*
AN 2: Takes place right after Keeping Up Acquaintances, posted last week here.
RATING: NC 17 slash.
CHARACTERS: Jason Arnott, Paul Kariya
SUMMARY: Paul's not to sure about how to be around Jason either.
~~
I'd call Petr if I thought even for a minute that he'd appreciate this. Somehow I don’t think that chuckling about how I fucked his ex's face would be the kind of thing he'd really be down with.
Okay he wasn't an angel either, well clearly neither was I since I was fucking him every chance I could too.
Those were some good times though. Me and Petr and JS, me and Petr, JS and me... yeah it was all good times back then for us. I spent a lot of time with Petr back then. Enough to know he would be... well not hurt but that he wouldn’t appreciate it the same way as I do.
I loved the look on Jason's face when he saw my smirk and it dawned on him exactly why he was in the position he was in right then. I got out of there fucking fast though man. Even drunk there was no keeping me around for any longer than I had to be.
He didn’t follow me. Too bad, I'd have given him another go.
And there's my perfect timing again. There's a knock at my door. Predictably, Jason is standing on the other side with beer in one hand and revenge in his eyes.
Aw it's almost cute.
Except you know there's no point in trying to get revenge on me since I don’t care. I mean okay it was nice to put one over on him a little bit, but it didn’t do anything to change him being assy to Petr or anything. In the end of it, all I got was a great blowjob.
"So can I..."
"Fuck me?" I interrupt him, knowing that's not what he was going to say. And grin at the look of fury that crosses over his face for a minute. It's replaced quick by a look of shock but he rebounds fast and he grins back at me.
Clothes are tossed and I'm flat on my back before I even think about reacting. I could play a little power trip here successfully I think but one good look at his cock yeah... my mind got changed pretty fast.
He barely wastes any time either. Fucking awesome. How'd I know he'd be all meat and potatoes? One finger, two fingers, working my prostate and bam his cock is in me.
Not that that's a bad thing. Fuck me... far from it. My legs are pressed slightly back and he's long dicking me hard and fast just like I like it. A lot. He does too I can see it in his eyes how much he's into it.
I can see more though, he'd love to come hard in me, or on me and then fuck off as fast as I did in that elevator. But he doesn't. He kisses me instead, grabbing my cock and mumbling 'fuck that' as he strokes me.
Mm, yeah I got him. He's fucking me harder now, moaning my name and kissing me so hard I can almost taste blood, you know that slightly but not quite metallic taste? Yeah, fuck I don’t even care it’s awesome, he yells my name into my mouth about a second after he comes, fucking me harder, stroking me faster and kissing down my neck until I come too.
A ton of things all swirl through my head as I come down. How good this feels, how not only would Petr not be down with this but he'd be pretty hurt too, how fucking good I feel right now, how bad of a friend I'm being, how good... uh yeah you get the point.
I don’t know what's in his mind but his face is still buried into my neck and he's mumbling something that I can't quite make out but I hear the word fuck for sure. He looks up and me and groans, saying 'fuck that' again before he kisses me.
"Aw Jason... there's nothing wrong with wanting to screw me instead of wanting to screw me over you know?"
He shakes his head. "I didn’t.. I..."
"S'okay." I grin at him and mess up his hair. Fuck, he's kinda like a big over grown puppy or something. I don’t have it in me to give him the boot this time. It's not cause I don’t want to or anything, just... you know I'm going to let him stay here for a while.
But only for a little while.
THE END