First time, Be gentile!
Title: Dressing Room
Pairing: Noelian
Rating: NC-17 (Just to be safe)
Warnings: Slash, Fluffy
Disclaimer. I don't own anyone, not for profit, not my property etc. Just a bit of dirty fun.
Word Count: 1,860
Notes: This is my first fic ever. Feedback is greatly appreciated, unbeta'd.
"Julian, can you get this?" Noel turned his back to the large northerner and motioned to the zipper just out of his reach. "I forgot to ask the make up girl earlier..." Julian sighed, set down the book he was reading and walked over to help. "You know, you ought to invent a costume you can at least get yourself out of, little man."
"Cheers, Ju. I know it's a pain to get out of, but it does look quite good, don't you think?" Noel jutted one sparkly hip to the side dramatically and Julian suppressed a giggle. They were both a bit drunk and still buzzing on adrenaline. Just now getting out of costume after everyone else has left for the pub.
"Do we always have to be late to drinks?" Julian asked Noel as he undid the zip the last few inches, exposing the pale flesh of Noel's back and the top of his superhero style pants. "Aw, c'mon, I won't make us that late, you're the one taking ages to undo me!" Noel caught Julian staring from behind in the mirror.
"Another bloke might think you fancy him, Ju." Julian flushed. "Oh, sorry mate, just thinking about the show, lost track. There you go, I can leave if you like while you get changed." Julian was obviously ruffled by being caught. "You don't have to go, you know I don't mind you here, I like the company, anyways..."
"Right then, I'll be back to my reading while you finish up." Julian returned to his chair, and picked up his book. However, his eyes lingered on Noel, and Noel knew it. He could feel Julian's eyes following his every movement, and was surprised by how the thought turned him on. He decided they might be very, very late to the pub. As he began to take off the dazzling suit as slowly as possibly exaggerating every movement, taking advantage of pulling the legs down to make sure Julian got a good, long look at his arse. "Don't be cheeky Noel."
"What? I'm just changing." Noel turned his head to hide his grin. "You're taking the piss is what you're doing. It won't work. I don't fancy you, we’re mates! I just wandered off for a moment." Noel frowned. "I would never take the piss, especially not if I thought you fancied me." Noel stepped out of his suit and walked over to Julian. All fluidity and sex.
"Do you?" Noel asked. "Do I what?" Julian replied haughtily. "Don't be daft, you know what. I don't mind. Really. I wouldn't mind a bit, actually." Noel stopped and stood between Julian's open knees. Julian slouched down in the seat never really looked at Noel from this vantage point before. All sharp angles and glowing from the drink, and the show. So pale and lean.
"Breathtaking." "Hmm?" Noel asked. "Noel, I think we've both had a bit too much to drink, I don't think we know what we're-" Noel cut Julian's sentence short with a soft experimental kiss. Finding that Julian wasn't protesting he slipped his tongue in, timidly at first and then exploring, tasting, savoring every second of this contact with Julian. When the ended, Noel thought for sure he had spooked Julian.
"That, that wasn't right Noel." Noel's heart sank, but just then Julian pulled him in close. "If it's to be a proper kiss we both have to participate." he kissed Noel fiercely, all pent up passion and lust. Julian knew before looking that Noel was already aroused, bent over him in the chair, kissing like teenagers. Julian's body responded in kind and his corduroy trousers has suddenly become much tighter. Noel broke the kiss and this time stepped back and nudged Julian's knees together so he could straddle him comfortably in the chair.
He moaned a soft yelp when he brushed against Julian's cock and found that he was just as aroused by the circumstances they found themselves in. Noel rolled his hips expertly eliciting a gruff exhalation from Julian. "Noel, I..." Julian found himself at a loss for words, he wanted this, he'd wanted this for some time, but he didn't want to take advantage. Again, Noel did the answering, in the form of a hard kiss as he rocked himself against Julian.
"I want this too." Noel whispered into Julian's mouth between kisses and started working his way down Julian's neck, undoing one button at a time, painfully slow, but somehow not slow enough. Noel wanted this to last forever, to drink in every last moment and keep it like a photograph. Julian's ran his hands down Noel's back and slipped them into those ridiculous pants to squeeze his arse. For a a little while, that was enough, just touching, kissing, feeling. Eventually Noel slid down onto the floor, and parted Julian's legs.
He settled down in between them and started undoing his corduroy trousers. Julian obliged lifting his hips so that Noel could pull them down enough to do as he pleased. He gripped Julian's cock loosely as first, gently stroking. Julian bit his lip and muttered quiet obscenities.
Noel, now feeling more confident in his abilities made surer, firmer strokes, then licked a long line from base to tip. Julian's cursing was becoming less coherent but far more audible now, Noel took Julian into his mouth. He got him all the way down, lapping and swirling his tongue around Julian's cock the whole time. Noel made eye contact with Julian, and the lust in his eyes could have set fire to the whole building. Noels own erection grew painfully stiffer.
He eased Julian out of his mouth and motioned to the couch, where they might be more comfortable continuing their activities. Once they had settled down, Julian laying with Noel's back to him, both of them propped up on some pillows, they started again. Julian licked hot, wet lines up and down Noel's neck, while one hand held his hip and the other stroked him slowly and rhythmically. Julian took his time, making sure that every brush, slide, and squeeze sent shock waves down Noel's spine.
Noel bucked his hips up into Julian's hand wanting more, but Julian continued at his own pace until Noel cooed his name over, and over again. "Julian, oh, oh fuck, Julian, Julian, Julian!" He repeated his name like a spell or a prayer. Julian knew he wouldn't be able to take much more of this. He bit Noel's ear lobe softly and whispered, "I don't suppose you have anything in the way of..." Julian hesitated. "Lube? I think I can find somethin'." Noel answered.
Julian released his grip on Noel, immediately wishing he hadn't, the contact was electric, he never wanted it to end. Noel walked across to the dressing table and rifled through it's contents, he remembered sometimes the make up girl would use baby oil to take off some of the tougher jobs. He shrugged and grabbed it, sauntering back over to Julian on the couch. "I think this should do." He said and tossed the bottle to Julian.
Noel pulled Julian's trousers off his ankles, and stepped out of the pants that were still clinging to his thighs. He clambered on top of Julian once again, facing him. Noel put a hand on either side of Julian's face and kissed him like he needed him to live, as if Julian had the last drop of oxygen on earth. Julian slicked his fingers with oil and rubbed them both down. Their erections shining and obscene somehow only made Julian's head swim more.
He wanted to lose himself in this beautiful intoxication. Noel placed kisses across the expanse of Julian's broad chest, and back up to his neck. He whispered a breathy "Please, Ju." and with that Julian slipped the first finger inside of him. Noel tensed at first, but then relaxed accepting the intrusion. Julian gave him time to adjust.
They'd never been together before, and Julian didn't want to rush things. Noel's insistent push back let Julian know it was safe to go for more. Slowly, and deliberately Julian worked Noel, getting him comfortable enough to be ready for him. He twisted and twirled his fingers, and Noel thought that he just might pass out from the fireworks of pleasure shooting off inside him. Noel leaned in and whispered again between little sighs and moans, this time it wasn't breathy, but a ragged plea "Fuck me, Julian. Oh, god just fuck me." Julian growled into the smaller man's shoulder and bit down.
He slid his fingers out, and adjust himself so he could enter Noel. Noel let out a sharp hiss when Julian began to enter him. Julian settled his hands, one on each hip to steady himself, and Noel who was supporting himself on Julian's shoulders, but neither one one of them thought that would last for very long. after a little work Julian was all the way inside. Feeling how warm and tight Noel was made Julian's head spin.
He stilled himself for a moment, noting each sensation. When Noel pushed back into him he began to move, long, languid strokes, deeper and deeper until he found just the right angle to make Noel's eyes roll back into his head. Once he'd found it he pushed into that spot over, and over and over again. Noel urged Julian on, "Harder, oh god, yes, Julian!" Noel's almost there and so is he.
He takes one hand from Noel's hip and starts stroking in time with his thrusts, they go on like this for what seems to be ages, all at once Julian feels the heat coiling in his stomach, he picks up speed matching with his hand until he hears Noel let our a stuttered moan, and breathes his name into his cheek. "Julian...." that's all it takes to send him over the edge, his vision goes white, he feels like he's boneless, floating.
Julian comes to his senses and kisses Noel fiercely. Noel's eyes finally regain focus and he gives Julian his goofy lopsided grin. "Well, that was unexpected." Julian says, now unsure of what to do, or what this means. Noel sets his nerves at ease.
"Yeah, it was wicked, but next time let's try it on a bed, yeah?" Julian smiles and pulls Noel in for a soft kiss, and then the smaller man slides off of him to nestle himself between Julian and the couch. "I think we're going to need a shower before the pub. My hair’s a mess" Noel says. Julian thinks he's never been so excited for a shower in his life.
Pairing: Noelian
Rating: NC-17 (Just to be safe)
Warnings: Slash, Fluffy
Disclaimer. I don't own anyone, not for profit, not my property etc. Just a bit of dirty fun.
Word Count: 1,860
Notes: This is my first fic ever. Feedback is greatly appreciated, unbeta'd.
"Julian, can you get this?" Noel turned his back to the large northerner and motioned to the zipper just out of his reach. "I forgot to ask the make up girl earlier..." Julian sighed, set down the book he was reading and walked over to help. "You know, you ought to invent a costume you can at least get yourself out of, little man."
"Cheers, Ju. I know it's a pain to get out of, but it does look quite good, don't you think?" Noel jutted one sparkly hip to the side dramatically and Julian suppressed a giggle. They were both a bit drunk and still buzzing on adrenaline. Just now getting out of costume after everyone else has left for the pub.
"Do we always have to be late to drinks?" Julian asked Noel as he undid the zip the last few inches, exposing the pale flesh of Noel's back and the top of his superhero style pants. "Aw, c'mon, I won't make us that late, you're the one taking ages to undo me!" Noel caught Julian staring from behind in the mirror.
"Another bloke might think you fancy him, Ju." Julian flushed. "Oh, sorry mate, just thinking about the show, lost track. There you go, I can leave if you like while you get changed." Julian was obviously ruffled by being caught. "You don't have to go, you know I don't mind you here, I like the company, anyways..."
"Right then, I'll be back to my reading while you finish up." Julian returned to his chair, and picked up his book. However, his eyes lingered on Noel, and Noel knew it. He could feel Julian's eyes following his every movement, and was surprised by how the thought turned him on. He decided they might be very, very late to the pub. As he began to take off the dazzling suit as slowly as possibly exaggerating every movement, taking advantage of pulling the legs down to make sure Julian got a good, long look at his arse. "Don't be cheeky Noel."
"What? I'm just changing." Noel turned his head to hide his grin. "You're taking the piss is what you're doing. It won't work. I don't fancy you, we’re mates! I just wandered off for a moment." Noel frowned. "I would never take the piss, especially not if I thought you fancied me." Noel stepped out of his suit and walked over to Julian. All fluidity and sex.
"Do you?" Noel asked. "Do I what?" Julian replied haughtily. "Don't be daft, you know what. I don't mind. Really. I wouldn't mind a bit, actually." Noel stopped and stood between Julian's open knees. Julian slouched down in the seat never really looked at Noel from this vantage point before. All sharp angles and glowing from the drink, and the show. So pale and lean.
"Breathtaking." "Hmm?" Noel asked. "Noel, I think we've both had a bit too much to drink, I don't think we know what we're-" Noel cut Julian's sentence short with a soft experimental kiss. Finding that Julian wasn't protesting he slipped his tongue in, timidly at first and then exploring, tasting, savoring every second of this contact with Julian. When the ended, Noel thought for sure he had spooked Julian.
"That, that wasn't right Noel." Noel's heart sank, but just then Julian pulled him in close. "If it's to be a proper kiss we both have to participate." he kissed Noel fiercely, all pent up passion and lust. Julian knew before looking that Noel was already aroused, bent over him in the chair, kissing like teenagers. Julian's body responded in kind and his corduroy trousers has suddenly become much tighter. Noel broke the kiss and this time stepped back and nudged Julian's knees together so he could straddle him comfortably in the chair.
He moaned a soft yelp when he brushed against Julian's cock and found that he was just as aroused by the circumstances they found themselves in. Noel rolled his hips expertly eliciting a gruff exhalation from Julian. "Noel, I..." Julian found himself at a loss for words, he wanted this, he'd wanted this for some time, but he didn't want to take advantage. Again, Noel did the answering, in the form of a hard kiss as he rocked himself against Julian.
"I want this too." Noel whispered into Julian's mouth between kisses and started working his way down Julian's neck, undoing one button at a time, painfully slow, but somehow not slow enough. Noel wanted this to last forever, to drink in every last moment and keep it like a photograph. Julian's ran his hands down Noel's back and slipped them into those ridiculous pants to squeeze his arse. For a a little while, that was enough, just touching, kissing, feeling. Eventually Noel slid down onto the floor, and parted Julian's legs.
He settled down in between them and started undoing his corduroy trousers. Julian obliged lifting his hips so that Noel could pull them down enough to do as he pleased. He gripped Julian's cock loosely as first, gently stroking. Julian bit his lip and muttered quiet obscenities.
Noel, now feeling more confident in his abilities made surer, firmer strokes, then licked a long line from base to tip. Julian's cursing was becoming less coherent but far more audible now, Noel took Julian into his mouth. He got him all the way down, lapping and swirling his tongue around Julian's cock the whole time. Noel made eye contact with Julian, and the lust in his eyes could have set fire to the whole building. Noels own erection grew painfully stiffer.
He eased Julian out of his mouth and motioned to the couch, where they might be more comfortable continuing their activities. Once they had settled down, Julian laying with Noel's back to him, both of them propped up on some pillows, they started again. Julian licked hot, wet lines up and down Noel's neck, while one hand held his hip and the other stroked him slowly and rhythmically. Julian took his time, making sure that every brush, slide, and squeeze sent shock waves down Noel's spine.
Noel bucked his hips up into Julian's hand wanting more, but Julian continued at his own pace until Noel cooed his name over, and over again. "Julian, oh, oh fuck, Julian, Julian, Julian!" He repeated his name like a spell or a prayer. Julian knew he wouldn't be able to take much more of this. He bit Noel's ear lobe softly and whispered, "I don't suppose you have anything in the way of..." Julian hesitated. "Lube? I think I can find somethin'." Noel answered.
Julian released his grip on Noel, immediately wishing he hadn't, the contact was electric, he never wanted it to end. Noel walked across to the dressing table and rifled through it's contents, he remembered sometimes the make up girl would use baby oil to take off some of the tougher jobs. He shrugged and grabbed it, sauntering back over to Julian on the couch. "I think this should do." He said and tossed the bottle to Julian.
Noel pulled Julian's trousers off his ankles, and stepped out of the pants that were still clinging to his thighs. He clambered on top of Julian once again, facing him. Noel put a hand on either side of Julian's face and kissed him like he needed him to live, as if Julian had the last drop of oxygen on earth. Julian slicked his fingers with oil and rubbed them both down. Their erections shining and obscene somehow only made Julian's head swim more.
He wanted to lose himself in this beautiful intoxication. Noel placed kisses across the expanse of Julian's broad chest, and back up to his neck. He whispered a breathy "Please, Ju." and with that Julian slipped the first finger inside of him. Noel tensed at first, but then relaxed accepting the intrusion. Julian gave him time to adjust.
They'd never been together before, and Julian didn't want to rush things. Noel's insistent push back let Julian know it was safe to go for more. Slowly, and deliberately Julian worked Noel, getting him comfortable enough to be ready for him. He twisted and twirled his fingers, and Noel thought that he just might pass out from the fireworks of pleasure shooting off inside him. Noel leaned in and whispered again between little sighs and moans, this time it wasn't breathy, but a ragged plea "Fuck me, Julian. Oh, god just fuck me." Julian growled into the smaller man's shoulder and bit down.
He slid his fingers out, and adjust himself so he could enter Noel. Noel let out a sharp hiss when Julian began to enter him. Julian settled his hands, one on each hip to steady himself, and Noel who was supporting himself on Julian's shoulders, but neither one one of them thought that would last for very long. after a little work Julian was all the way inside. Feeling how warm and tight Noel was made Julian's head spin.
He stilled himself for a moment, noting each sensation. When Noel pushed back into him he began to move, long, languid strokes, deeper and deeper until he found just the right angle to make Noel's eyes roll back into his head. Once he'd found it he pushed into that spot over, and over and over again. Noel urged Julian on, "Harder, oh god, yes, Julian!" Noel's almost there and so is he.
He takes one hand from Noel's hip and starts stroking in time with his thrusts, they go on like this for what seems to be ages, all at once Julian feels the heat coiling in his stomach, he picks up speed matching with his hand until he hears Noel let our a stuttered moan, and breathes his name into his cheek. "Julian...." that's all it takes to send him over the edge, his vision goes white, he feels like he's boneless, floating.
Julian comes to his senses and kisses Noel fiercely. Noel's eyes finally regain focus and he gives Julian his goofy lopsided grin. "Well, that was unexpected." Julian says, now unsure of what to do, or what this means. Noel sets his nerves at ease.
"Yeah, it was wicked, but next time let's try it on a bed, yeah?" Julian smiles and pulls Noel in for a soft kiss, and then the smaller man slides off of him to nestle himself between Julian and the couch. "I think we're going to need a shower before the pub. My hair’s a mess" Noel says. Julian thinks he's never been so excited for a shower in his life.