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Tweak says, "You'd have to have been there!"

Chris Keller [Oz] (willkillfortoby) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-03-26 16:11:00

Entry tags:

chris keller, tobias beecher

Who Chris and Toby
What Toby is an alcoholic and Chris wants him to stop. And it has nothing to do with his jealousy that Toby is spending time with somone else. Really.
Where The Beecher/Keller residence
When Wednesday afternoon
Rating R-ish. R-esque? Rated T for wTf?

Chris hadn't been home when Toby got back the day before from his little evening out at the bar. He had made sure Holly was alright-when he had started being concerned for the kid notonly because it would piss of Toby if he wasn't, who knew?-before grabbing the keys to his bike and taking off. He had driven for hours, ending up at some bar himself, drinking and passing out, waking up in a hotel room that someone had taken him to, charged to his credit card while he had been knocked out. He would have been a bit more pissed if he a)didn't have a pounding headache with his hang over and b)wasn't so relieved that the room was the only thing charged on the card, besides the drinks he had from the night before.

Pulling himself together, Chris headed back to Beecher's, his anger still there over the man's actions, his jealousy over Toby wanting to go to a bar 'by himself' (something Chris doubted) rather than have him come out to meet him added to it and now his annoyance at his headache, the sound of the bike making it worse.

It was not until around two o'clock that Chris pulled into the garage at their place-their place being a new thing to him since Holly had said she wanted him to move in, since Beecher had said he wanted him to live there-and trudging into the house, tugging off his coat and throwing his helmet and keys on it before heading for the bathroom for aspirin and a shower.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-29 05:36 am UTC (link)
	Once his lips were free, he panted out a string of curses, hips working down onto Chris' hand as he felt the intrusion get larger. There was pain, always, but it felt good despite that, making Toby cry out as Chris' fingers hit him just right. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-29 05:55 am UTC (link)
	"Mmm, talk to me baby," Chris purred in reaction to the curses, nipping at the man's chest before raking his teeth over a nipple, fingers twisting as his hand twisted in the stroke, matching the sensations, wringing a groan from himself. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-29 06:01 am UTC (link)
	He had to take a second to adjust to the feel of Chris' mouth on his chest, before he could manage words. "God, Chris, please... want you to fuck me, baby, love your cock in me. Please, baby, fuck me.." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-29 06:06 am UTC (link)
	"Love it when you say 'please'," Chris growled softly, biting down against on the man's chest as he pulled out his fingers after one more thrust and twist in, lining up his cock before pushing it in just a bit, stroking the man in his tight grip a few times with each inch he slipped in. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-29 06:30 am UTC (link)
	Toby cried out at the bite, arching sharply off the bed once he felt the tip of Chris' cock slide in, taking him down inch by inch. "Oh, fuckyesbaby, fuck," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-29 06:34 am UTC (link)
	"This what you want, Toby, huh?" Chris purred, licking at the mark he had made with his teeth before biting down again just a few inches away, pushing himself in more, waiting, staying where he was, before again shifting forward, taking his time, being patient as he lapping at the mark he had made again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-29 06:38 am UTC (link)
	"Yes, Chris, fuck," Somehow, he managed to make those three separate words, although just barely. He tried to shove himself down onto Chris' cock, working him in further, as his hand reached down to continue to stroke himself, feeling his need quickly building. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-29 06:48 am UTC (link)

Closing his eyes and leaning his cheek to Toby's chest, panting, he could hear the man's heart thumping over the sound of his own laboured breathing. Since Toby was taking care of stroking himself, Chris put a hand up on the man's chest, so he could feel the heart beat, feel it quicken as he pushed himself all the way in, staying there before begining to pull out to the point of the head of his cock nearly coming out of Toby before shoving back in just as slowly. All the while he listened to Toby's heart, his thumb tapping the rhythm of it.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-29 06:50 am UTC (link)
	Toby fell silent apart from his breathing, as he felt Chris place his cheek to his chest; he was used to the man being oddly intimate (odd for him, at least), when in the heat of things. But this particular move caught him off guard, and he had to glance down at the man for a second, watching him curiously. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-29 06:59 am UTC (link)

Even as he thrust into the man, Chris focused on the sound of Toby's heart, the heart that beat for him-it didn't sound different than others, it didn't speak his name, it didn't seem to have a hidden message to it's rhythm, but this heart was his. He knew Toby shouldn't love him, no one should, but the beating heart Chris tapped his thumb along to begged to differ with every pump. The thought made him smile, and he glanced up to look at Toby to find him already looking at him, and a small smile pulled his lips up as he leaned up to kiss the man for a moment before muttering "It beats for me, baby, only for me," His hand rubbing a circle over the man's heart so it was certain he was clear. All the while his hips worked slowly, in, out, in, out, working Chris' pleasure higher, building it with every forward-back motion.

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otherofoz
2008-03-29 07:12 am UTC (link)

"All yours," Toby muttered back into the kiss, working himself down onto Chris with the same deep, slow rhythm. He was getting close, and for once, it wasn't a harsh rush of feeling, a frantic tension. Inseat, he simply pressed himself up into Chris harder a few times, gasping in near-shock as he felt himself come between them, a warm burn spreading from his spine, along his limbs.

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-29 07:19 am UTC (link)

Chris' eyes closed with the warm pleasure, the dizzying feeling of it rushing to his head. He gasped with the man's climax, caught off guard but yet he wasn't far behind, a soft near-whimper coming from him as he stilled in the man, kissing him with an open mouth, lips moving together rather than crashing apart. There was a moment, hand over Toby's heart, mouth over his mouth, body over his, that Chris thought this was what making love felt like.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-29 07:23 am UTC (link)
	The realization seemed to hit Toby too, as he let out a shaky breath into the kiss, his clean hand moving up to card through Chris hair. Fingers tangling in the strands, he simply held Chris into the kiss, revelling in the contact. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-29 07:26 am UTC (link)

"Mmph," Making a quiet noise into the kiss, Chris urged it to go on, to keep this contact, this feeling. He wanted to feel like this all the time, to be as happy, as sated, as safe as he felt at that moment with Toby. It had been the opposite when the man had said he was at a bar-Chris had been angry, wound up and felt insecure in even the most basic of feelings. He had been off balance without Toby and right then he felt complete. Of course, he didn't know how to voice those words, but the moment the kiss finally ended, his eyes blinking open to look down at Toby, it was all there to read from them, his hand smoothing up Toby's chest to cup his cheek.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-29 05:57 pm UTC (link)
	Smiling gently, Toby pressed his cheek into Chris' hand, letting his eyes shut as he relaxed under the man. "I love you," That was really all he had to say- Chris knew the rest, whether he believed it or not. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-29 06:05 pm UTC (link)
	"I love you, Toby," Chris looked at the man, cheek pressed to Chris' hand, and he smiled. He would kill to keep that look on Toby's face for him and him alone. He would kill for less, really, but this was why he was forming a plan of what he had to do, thinking over how he would do it, even as he bent for another soft kiss. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-29 06:08 pm UTC (link)
	Chris had succeeded in making Toby forget what this was all about, simply returning the kiss with a small smile, enjoying the tender feel of the moment. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-29 06:13 pm UTC (link)

"Mmm," Chris smiled all the more as he moved to lay at Toby's side, still kissing him, half his body still laying on top of the man. He liked moments like this, where everything seemed like it was going his way, and Toby was no worse the wear for it. The man was happy, Chris figured, so he could do as he pleased and it all balanced out.

His hand on the man's chest rubbed it again as he pulled away from the kiss to look at the man's smile, to enjoy what he had managed to earn.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-29 06:15 pm UTC (link)
	"You look too smug for your own damn good," Toby sounded amused as he let his head drop back to the bed, eyes sliding shut. "I'm taking a nap- too much damn reading. Stick around," The last was a soft command- more a request, but not quite a question. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-29 06:20 pm UTC (link)
	"I just had sex, Toby, what the fuck don't I have to be smug about?" He smirked and leaned over to kiss the side of the man's head by his ear, nuzzling against it, "Got no where else I want to be, baby," He muttered, staying as he was, still half on-half off Toby as he closed his own eyes. He was warm, sated and happy. Why would he want to bother leaving? (Reply to this) (Parent)

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