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Tweak says, "Teeth and claws!"

James Deacon Ferrell (the_deacon) wrote in morningstar_mnr,
@ 2010-03-18 11:08:00

Entry tags:

chas, deacon, smut

Lunch time; Charlie and Deacon; The Far Pavilions
Deacon had dropped Nia at the daycare and headed to the gallery to take Charlie to lunch. They'd opted for The Far Pavilions, getting a warm welcome from Raj and shown to their usual seat. Orders placed and a couple of beers in hand they waited on their food.

"So was Allan excited about that guy with the horses?"

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call_me_chas
2010-03-19 02:31 pm UTC (link)

Across the lobby with a cheery wave to Vincenzo then into the elevator. Charlie pressed the button for 14 and as he lowered his hand let the back of it brush across Deacon's thigh - and back again.

He closed his eyes and smiled to himself as the elvator stopped on two to let a lady in a swimming costume in and stepped back to Deacon's side. The lady smiled at them - Mrs Phillips, nice legs, bottom could do with some work - and Charlie smiled back and let her see him looking.

"Nice weather," she said. Charlie agreed - even though it wasn't.

The elevator sped up.

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	the_deacon 2010-03-19 02:36 pm UTC (link)
	Deacon gave her the look she expected as well when the lift stopped on their floor they both gave her a wave as they exited and then hurried on down the hall to their door. Inside and door shut and locked and Deacon gave Charlie The Look. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 02:49 pm UTC (link)
	Charlie returned it as he took his coat off and hung it up - because one didn't treat cashmere lightly - then reached out and hooked a finger into Deacon's shirt collar to pull himself closer. "Kiss," he demanded, puckering up. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 02:50 pm UTC (link)
	Deacon lowered his head and kissed him, softly at first but with growing heat as his arms wrapped around Charlie's waist and he began backing him towards the bedroom. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

call_me_chas
2010-03-19 03:04 pm UTC (link)

It was a much longer journey than it have been on the 9th floor, involving a couple of doors and some twists and turns, but they knew the way and today they managed it without too much barging into walls and only caught one painting, tipping it off the level.

Then they were in their room with the watery March sunlight making squares on their bed and Charlie stopped and undid another button on Deacon's shirt.

Didn't stop kissing though.

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	the_deacon 2010-03-19 03:09 pm UTC (link)
	Well they stopped to take quick breaths but that was all. Shirts found their way to the floor quickly and then Deacon's hands were on Charlie's belt, undoing it, slipping it out of the loops and then - as he smiled into the kiss - he folded it in half and then gave him a gentle smack on the rear with it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 03:19 pm UTC (link)
	Charlie gasped against his mouth, his own hands busy on Deacon's belt. It hadn't hurt but the smacking sound had been a surprise, as had the pressure. A nice surprise bringing goosebumps and nipples and little Charlie to attention. He groaned, nipping Deacon's lower lip and sneakily returned the favour, though he was careful not to apply to much gusto. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 03:26 pm UTC (link)
	Deacon chuckled into the kiss and then got Charlie's jeans and boxers out of the way and gripped. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

call_me_chas
2010-03-19 03:44 pm UTC (link)

"Gah!" Charlie's eye opened wide and he gave a gasping laugh as he followed the pull lurching a little as he raised one foot to pull his sock off. It looked like he might be topping from the bottom again, but that was okay. They both knew who wore the pants - quite literally at the moment - in this relationship.

But it was soon remedied. "Not fair,D," Charlie whimpered, pushing against Deacon's hand. "Your jeans off, too! And ..." he tapped his tongue stud against his teeth.

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	the_deacon 2010-03-19 03:49 pm UTC (link)
	Deacon grinned and quickly removed jeans, boxers and socks then moved to the bed. He laid down, stretching out and folding one arm behind his head, showing off for Charlie. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

call_me_chas
2010-03-19 04:16 pm UTC (link)

Removing his other sock, with a bit of a wobble because his attention was elsewhere, Charlie edged towards the bedside then stooped and put both hands on it. He looked Deacon in the eyes for a moment then let hi gaze drift along his body with a long contented sigh.

"I am," he murmured, "the luckiest little bastard in the world." And he crawled onto the bed and nuzzled Deacon's hip. Deacon smelled fantastic.

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	the_deacon 2010-03-19 04:23 pm UTC (link)
	Deacon looked down, watching, and groaned. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 04:27 pm UTC (link)
	"Mmmmm." Humming, Charlie tasted his way down that lovely sweeping line of muscle then it was his turn to grip and lift. He made eye contact with Deacon, mouth opening, before he kissed, tongue working gently. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 04:31 pm UTC (link)
	"God - have I mentioned you're really good at this?" Charlie's mouth was one of his favorite things - but only one. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 05:00 pm UTC (link)
	"Mmm-hmm," Charlie said, nodding, which Deacon could understand to mean, "yes, many times and yet I think I can still surprise you - like when I do this?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 06:04 pm UTC (link)
	Deacon gave a shout - because he could, there was no child in the apartment at the moment. So he did it again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 06:14 pm UTC (link)
	Charlie gurgled with laughter - because he could - which probably added to the overall effect. Then he hollowed his cheeks and suuuuuucked, raising his head slowly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 06:17 pm UTC (link)
	No shout this time but a strangled sound instead and Deacon's hand fisted tight in Charlie's hair, hips bucking up just a bit. "Oh stop...." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 06:23 pm UTC (link)
	With a soft 'pop' Charlie let go and stared at Deacon with a triumphant grin. "Made you look," he said, hand still moving. "Mmm, you taste good. I want more." He licked his lips and pulled against the grip on his hair. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 06:28 pm UTC (link)
	"No," Deacon said with a breathless laugh, holding tight. "You do that it'll be all over - you, the bed, the ceiling..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 06:41 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh but D ..." Charlie complained, but they both knew he was teasing. "Well what will you let me do then?" he asked. He had got his knees well under him and both hands were free to stroke and massage and investigate some of the more hidden places. Charlie bit his lip and raised an eyebrow. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 06:51 pm UTC (link)
	Deacon licked his lips, watching him. "Anything ya want, Mouse," he said, eyes dark with desire. "If you wanna be the boss for a change..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 06:57 pm UTC (link)
	"Me? the boss?" Charlie moved, lowering himself until he was laying over Deacon, heart to heart, their noses almost touching. He flexed his spine, losing his breath. "If you would like that ..." His hand fished in the bedside drawer. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	the_deacon 2010-03-19 07:00 pm UTC (link)
	"I'd like it if you'd like it," Deacon said, sucking a breath as Charlie moved. His hands slid down Charlie's back to his rear, pulling him close. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	call_me_chas 2010-03-19 07:23 pm UTC (link)
	That blush again. It started in Charlie's cheeks and spread and spread until even his toes felt warm. "Then that's what we'll do," he whispered sliding a hand down Deacon's side and coaxing one thigh up to rest against Charlie's hip. He lowered his head and suckled Deacon's collarbones, teeth nipping lightly, while he uncapped their little bottle by feel. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)