COMMENT FIC? MRR?
I just finished catching up on Burn Notice. And by "catching up", I mean starting and finishing all three and a half seasons in, like, two and a half weeks. (And HOLY HELL that mid-season finale! DUDE!) Consequently, I now have a lot free time on my hands, since I'm not glued to my TV/computer salivating over Michael, Fiona, Sam, and pretty, pretty
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Um, so, a little bit of Taylor/Ryan snuck in here (I'm a bit of a Taylor/Ryan whore, heh), but it's definitely Ryan/Seth happiness!
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Ryan completely forgets that it’s his birthday until he sees a peach torte on the kitchen table. A lit candle is stuck in the middle of the dessert, slowly dripping blue wax onto the flakey crust.
And Taylor, wearing nothing except black lace panties and a bright smile, stands on her tiptoes, puts her small hands on his shoulders, and softly presses her bare breasts against his chest as she whispers, “Happy Birthday, Ryan.”
Less than ten minutes later, Ryan is eating sweet and syrupy peaches off the flat plane of her stomach and leaving behind the sharp imprint of his teeth along her hips and ribs.
And when he kisses her, she tastes like cinnamon.
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“Quarter of a century, dude,” Seth says.
Ryan shrugs and tosses back another shot of tequila.
Later in the night, Ryan backs Seth up against the wall, firmly pressing a knee in between his thighs. Seth’s head hits the plaster and he mutters, “Ow. Fuck.”
Ryan laughs and curls a hand around Seth’s neck, pulling him in for a messy kiss. Seth sucks in a sharp breath, the air cooling around Ryan’s teeth, and he laughs again.
Working his tongue into Seth’s mouth, Ryan hums softly in the back of his throat, tasting the salt, lime, and alcohol left on his lips. Seth groans now, and Ryan, cock aching and desperate, slowly starts to ride Seth’s leg. Their hips roughly push together, all sweet friction and no rhythm.
And in some darkened hallway of a dirty bar in Tijuana, they drunkenly get each other off with just their hands and mouths, and Ryan is really happy that they decided to drive down to Mexico for his birthday.
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He turns thirty and it’s really not that big of a deal. Everyone makes a fuss, Seth included.
He wakes up to Seth leaning over his bed, grinning sheepishly at him. A cupcake, covered with rainbow sprinkles, is on the bedside table, next to a map of California. Seth hands him both.
“Pick a place,” Seth tells him. “Me and you. Sailing, just like old times.”
Ryan yawns, digging one finger into the frosting of the cupcake and scooping it into his already open mouth.
“Yeah?” he asks.
“Yeah,” Seth says, grinning even wider. “Old times for the old timer.”
Ryan kind of laughs, but then smashes the cupcake into Seth’s shirt. Seth, for his part, just licks it off with a smile. “Oh, yeah. This is gonna be fun.”
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This was absolutely PERFECT, dearest. Thank you oh so much!!!!! <3333!
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(And sorry it took so long to respond, I've been living it up in Vancouver for the past few days!)
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