ET (etextraordinary) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2010-05-06 06:52:00 |
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Challenge #157: Coffee
Title:Thursday Morning
A/N: Three drabbles set in early S2. Thank you to qafmaniac for the super speedy beta!
And the condom goes to: Three to The Baths
Justin was not having a good day. The first thing I heard when I walked into the diner was a loud, exasperated, "Fuck”, followed by Debbie's calm voice.
"Why don't you let me get the coffee?"
He was leaning on the counter, scrubbing his hands over his eyes. Shit, he was crying. I pulled him close and whispered in his ear: "No use crying over spilt milk."
He pulled back and looked up at me.
"I’m not crying. My allergies are acting up"
I kissed him and said: "Then, how about some coffee?"
"Your wish is my command."
***
He was smirking. Justin's moods these days were all over the place, one minute he was frustrated and on the verge of tears; the next he was beaming.
Justin slowly poured the steaming hot coffee into my cup and purred: "What else can I do for you, sir?"
The 'sir' went straight to my cock. I looked him in the eyes.
"An egg-white omelet and your ass."
Justin scribbled my order onto the pad and pinned it to the wheel. I stalked up behind him and pulled him with me into the bathroom before he could spin it.
***
Justin started to moan, loudly, but I crushed my mouth to his before it could be heard in the diner-not that everyone didn’t know exactly what was going on anyway.
I turned Justin around and pushed my sheathed cock into him, thrusting hard. Before I thought it was possible, we were both coming.
Justin spun around in my arms, still catching his breath. He smiled at me and I kissed him leisurely; slowly bringing him down. I helped him get his clothes straightened out when Debbie hollered.
“Justin!”
He kissed me one last time.
“You’re coffee’s getting cold.”
I smiled.