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Fic: Be Obscene
Author: the_smooth_one
Rating: R to NC-17, perhaps.
Warnings: Major boy-on-boy. Nasty dirty stuff. And I don't know if they've ever done this, but if they have, it gives me hope for humankind.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Pairing: Aaron Stanford/Nick Stahl
Summary: They're not gentlemen.
Aaron’s not going to lie; he likes fucking around just as much as the next man. One intellectual comment about romance doesn’t make a nobleman. He’s certainly not one of those. He doesn’t kiss softly, or caress gently, or cook breakfast in the morning, and he doesn’t call a cab. He doesn’t call when he says he’s going to, he doesn’t whisper sweet nothings, he doesn’t send flowers or candy or write poetry lamenting about the stars and shit.
It surprises every person he fucks around with, that he’s not their knight in shining armor. Just because he has soulful eyes and likes to talk about philosophy and Chinese history, they think he’s a gentleman.
He’s twenty-six. He’s no fucking gentleman.
Neither is Nick. He’s like Aaron, has soulful eyes and likes to talk about politics and Darwinism, but he’s no gentleman either. He doesn’t call to say I love you. He doesn’t run baths or cooks dinner or decorates the bed with rose petals. He doesn’t quote poetry lamenting about the sun and shit.
His nickname for Aaron is Fucking Slut. He bites Aaron’s tongue just to taste the blood. He goes down on Aaron when there’s six people in the elevator. He leaves bruises all over Aaron’s skin and doesn’t let them heal before he does it again. Sometimes he doesn’t use lube at all, just walks behind Aaron and shoves him against the wall and fucks him so hard Aaron has to call in to work. He just smirks every time Aaron lies and says he’s sprained his ankle again.
Nick’s twenty-three. He’s not a fucking gentleman.
But they don’t need to be, they decide. They are not their fathers, for fuck’s sake. And really, it turns them on, being lewd. Aaron especially likes to talk about the day a middle-aged woman was treated to the sight of Nick giving Aaron a somewhat discreet handjob on the subway. Nick had smirked at her and winked, and she had scoffed, “Such obscenity!”
All Nick had said was, “Yep.” and went back to work.
It’s not the first time they’ve been called that, but who said it was wrong? They’re not gentlemen. They never claimed to be gentlemen.
They’re obscene. But it works. Fuck, does it work.
Author: the_smooth_one
Rating: R to NC-17, perhaps.
Warnings: Major boy-on-boy. Nasty dirty stuff. And I don't know if they've ever done this, but if they have, it gives me hope for humankind.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Pairing: Aaron Stanford/Nick Stahl
Summary: They're not gentlemen.
Aaron’s not going to lie; he likes fucking around just as much as the next man. One intellectual comment about romance doesn’t make a nobleman. He’s certainly not one of those. He doesn’t kiss softly, or caress gently, or cook breakfast in the morning, and he doesn’t call a cab. He doesn’t call when he says he’s going to, he doesn’t whisper sweet nothings, he doesn’t send flowers or candy or write poetry lamenting about the stars and shit.
It surprises every person he fucks around with, that he’s not their knight in shining armor. Just because he has soulful eyes and likes to talk about philosophy and Chinese history, they think he’s a gentleman.
He’s twenty-six. He’s no fucking gentleman.
Neither is Nick. He’s like Aaron, has soulful eyes and likes to talk about politics and Darwinism, but he’s no gentleman either. He doesn’t call to say I love you. He doesn’t run baths or cooks dinner or decorates the bed with rose petals. He doesn’t quote poetry lamenting about the sun and shit.
His nickname for Aaron is Fucking Slut. He bites Aaron’s tongue just to taste the blood. He goes down on Aaron when there’s six people in the elevator. He leaves bruises all over Aaron’s skin and doesn’t let them heal before he does it again. Sometimes he doesn’t use lube at all, just walks behind Aaron and shoves him against the wall and fucks him so hard Aaron has to call in to work. He just smirks every time Aaron lies and says he’s sprained his ankle again.
Nick’s twenty-three. He’s not a fucking gentleman.
But they don’t need to be, they decide. They are not their fathers, for fuck’s sake. And really, it turns them on, being lewd. Aaron especially likes to talk about the day a middle-aged woman was treated to the sight of Nick giving Aaron a somewhat discreet handjob on the subway. Nick had smirked at her and winked, and she had scoffed, “Such obscenity!”
All Nick had said was, “Yep.” and went back to work.
It’s not the first time they’ve been called that, but who said it was wrong? They’re not gentlemen. They never claimed to be gentlemen.
They’re obscene. But it works. Fuck, does it work.