When Perry Met Carlton
Title: When Perry met Carlton
Author: cancer22
Chapter: Interlude 1
Pairings: Coxian and Shassie along with some het. mentioned.
Summary: The moment all you Psych fans have been waiting for has arrived. Consider this an early Christmas present since the author of this story is now a college grad. Oh yeah, I totally rock.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, if I did I would not be looking for a job right now.
Warning: May seem a bit OCC but I tried my best to keep the characters in line but sometimes it just slips out.
Unbeta'd so all mistakes found are no one's fault but mine.
Interlude 1
Carlton sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was trying to focus on the paperwork in his hand but it was late and the words was starting to blur together. It was one reason he hated the holidays, it was criminals favorite time of the year and it made more paperwork for him.
Sighing again, he placed the paper face down on the desk and decided it was time for a coffee break. Picking up his mug, he walked away from his desk and made his way to the coffee room. A few moments later he was back and was surprised to find Shawn sitting on his desk with his hands behind his back.
“Spencer what the hell are you doing?”
“Hey Lassie-face, how’s it going?” Shawn smiled as he hopped down from the desk.
“Get out.”
“Is that any way to talk to the man that saved your life, I don’t think so. Besides, I came all this way just to see you.”
“What do you want Spencer?”
“I told you what I want.”
“No,” Carlton replied, shaking his head. “You told me why you came, you didn’t tell me what you wanted.”
Shawn smirked, taking a few steps closer to Carlton but keeping his hands behind his back. “Always the observant one aren’t you Carly,” he continued to smirk, “You want to know why I’m here okay I’ll tell you. I came here to see you.”
“Why?”
“Because I need you to do something for me.”
Carlton grumbled as he became agitated. Placing his mug on his desk, he sat down back in his chair and looked up at Shawn. “What do you need Spencer?”
“Before I tell you I want you to close your eyes.”
“I don’t have time for this Spencer-”
“Would you just humor me and close your eyes,” Shawn replied, “I want to give you something but you have to close your eyes for the surprise.”
“You want to give me something.”
“Yeah, think of it as an early Christmas gift.”
Carlton growled but closed his eyes like Shawn asked. Holding out his hand, he waited for Shawn to place the gift in it but as time passed his hand remained empty. Opening one eye, he realized that Shawn’s hands were no longer behind his back but one was draped over his head. He looked and realized that Shawn was dangling mistletoe of his head. “Spencer what the hell-”
Shawn smiled as he circled the mistletoe over both of their heads. “It’s tradition for two people to kiss when they are under mistletoe you know.”
“What, you can’t be serious,” he asked flabbergasted, jumping up from his chair. He ran his fingers though his hair as he moved away from Shawn. “I’m not kissing you.”
“You don’t have a choice Lassie, it’s tradition. You wouldn’t want to upset the Christmas spirits now would you.”
“Christmas spirits Shawn, are you out of your mind?”
“Some doctors would say yes but that’s besides the point, you have to kiss me.”
“Shawn-”
“That’s the second time you’ve called me Shawn,” he grinned, walking over to Carlton again. “It’s a sign that you want this just as bad as I do.”
“That’s preposterous.”
“No, it’s the truth. You want to kiss me just as much as I want to be kissed by you.”
This caused Carlton’s heart to beat faster and his head to spin. Shawn wanted to kiss him, Carlton Lassiter. Something was definitely wrong if Spencer was doing off of this for a kiss. Maybe it was a joke between him and Guster or worse, a dare. “Spencer I think you should go,” he stuttered nervously, backing as far away from Shawn as he could. “What you’re saying is crazy.”
That was the last thing Shawn wanted to hear as he threw the mistletoe on the floor and grabbed Lassiter by the wrist. “I jumped in front of a bullet to save your life. There aren’t too many people in this world I would do that for. Gus, yes of course; my dad, maybe if he hadn’t pissed me off that particular day and Jules, if I was the closet person to her at the time then yeah, why not, but with you it was different. I jumped in front of you without so much as a thought because in that split second that gun was pointed at your head I tried to imagine my world without you and I couldn’t. There is no world for me if you aren’t in it, don’t you get that.”
“Shawn-”
“I like you, like seriously like you on the borderline of love like,” Shawn continued his confession, mistletoe completely forgotten. “And I know you feel the same way I do.”
“How Shawn, how could you possible know that; and don’t give me any bullcrap about you being psychic and one with the spirits because I don’t believe that?”
“Spirits didn’t have to tell me anything, you did, you always have. You think I didn’t notice the sideway glances you would throw in my direction when you thought I wasn’t looking. Or way your whole body would tingle every time I touched you, especially the one time my ass found it’s way on your lap. Oh yeah, someone was definitely happy to see me,” he smiled, grabbing Carlton’s hand and intertwining their fingers together. “And I felt your heart stop the moment that bullet hit me, it was if your whole world had just ended. No matter how hard you try to deny it you want me just as bad as I want you.”
“I can’t do this Shawn,” Carlton whispered as Shawn pressed his body closer to his. The feeling of Shawn’s body against his sent shivers through his body. “I can’t lose anybody else.”
“You won’t, because I’m not going anywhere. I didn’t before and I’m not now, especially not after you kiss me.” Shawn didn’t wait for Carlton to say anything else as he pressed his lips against the detective’s. He could feel the tension immediately leave Carlton’s body as he wrapped one arm around him. Pushing the detective against the wall caused Carlton to gasp at the contact and gave Shawn the perfect opportunity to thrust his tongue inside Carlton’s mouth. The taste of coffee instantly excited his taste buds as his tongue plunged in deeper.
Lassiter moaned at the intrusion and graciously accepted Shawn’s tongue inside his mouth. He couldn’t help but pull Shawn as close to him as possible as their tongue’s got more acquainted with each other. As the kiss continued Carlton couldn’t help but think how Shawn’s mouth tasted like a sweet Hawaiian pineapple. If this was what it was like to kiss Shawn on a daily basis he couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
Finally, out of breath, the pair had no choice but to pull apart and regain their breath as the same time never taking their eyes away from each other. Shawn smiled at Carlton while the detective touched his now swollen lips.
“That was even better than I imagined,” Shawn gasped, trying to catch his breath. “You have no idea how long I wanted to do that.”
“I think I do,” Carlton smiled in return.
Shawn laughed as he pulled Carlton back into his arms and rested his head against the older man‘s chest. He was happy when Carlton didn‘t resist him, instead the detective wrapped Shawn up in his arms. If possible Shawn‘s smile became wider. “Merry Christmas Lassie-pants.”
“Shawn Christmas isn’t for two weeks.”
“I know,” Shawn shrugged, wrapping both arms around Lassiter’s neck. “But since I just got everything I wanted I might as well celebrate it so once again, Merry Christmas Carlton.”
Carlton laughed before he leaned forward and captured Shawn’s lips again. This kiss was more gentle and slower than the first one but still had the same passion behind it. Finally the pair pulled away and Carlton couldn’t help but laugh again the flushed Shawn. “Merry Christmas to you too Shawn.”
Don't worry, it isn't over yet. I still have one more chapter to go plus another interlude with my other favorite slash couple, Coxian
Author: cancer22
Chapter: Interlude 1
Pairings: Coxian and Shassie along with some het. mentioned.
Summary: The moment all you Psych fans have been waiting for has arrived. Consider this an early Christmas present since the author of this story is now a college grad. Oh yeah, I totally rock.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, if I did I would not be looking for a job right now.
Warning: May seem a bit OCC but I tried my best to keep the characters in line but sometimes it just slips out.
Unbeta'd so all mistakes found are no one's fault but mine.
Interlude 1
Carlton sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was trying to focus on the paperwork in his hand but it was late and the words was starting to blur together. It was one reason he hated the holidays, it was criminals favorite time of the year and it made more paperwork for him.
Sighing again, he placed the paper face down on the desk and decided it was time for a coffee break. Picking up his mug, he walked away from his desk and made his way to the coffee room. A few moments later he was back and was surprised to find Shawn sitting on his desk with his hands behind his back.
“Spencer what the hell are you doing?”
“Hey Lassie-face, how’s it going?” Shawn smiled as he hopped down from the desk.
“Get out.”
“Is that any way to talk to the man that saved your life, I don’t think so. Besides, I came all this way just to see you.”
“What do you want Spencer?”
“I told you what I want.”
“No,” Carlton replied, shaking his head. “You told me why you came, you didn’t tell me what you wanted.”
Shawn smirked, taking a few steps closer to Carlton but keeping his hands behind his back. “Always the observant one aren’t you Carly,” he continued to smirk, “You want to know why I’m here okay I’ll tell you. I came here to see you.”
“Why?”
“Because I need you to do something for me.”
Carlton grumbled as he became agitated. Placing his mug on his desk, he sat down back in his chair and looked up at Shawn. “What do you need Spencer?”
“Before I tell you I want you to close your eyes.”
“I don’t have time for this Spencer-”
“Would you just humor me and close your eyes,” Shawn replied, “I want to give you something but you have to close your eyes for the surprise.”
“You want to give me something.”
“Yeah, think of it as an early Christmas gift.”
Carlton growled but closed his eyes like Shawn asked. Holding out his hand, he waited for Shawn to place the gift in it but as time passed his hand remained empty. Opening one eye, he realized that Shawn’s hands were no longer behind his back but one was draped over his head. He looked and realized that Shawn was dangling mistletoe of his head. “Spencer what the hell-”
Shawn smiled as he circled the mistletoe over both of their heads. “It’s tradition for two people to kiss when they are under mistletoe you know.”
“What, you can’t be serious,” he asked flabbergasted, jumping up from his chair. He ran his fingers though his hair as he moved away from Shawn. “I’m not kissing you.”
“You don’t have a choice Lassie, it’s tradition. You wouldn’t want to upset the Christmas spirits now would you.”
“Christmas spirits Shawn, are you out of your mind?”
“Some doctors would say yes but that’s besides the point, you have to kiss me.”
“Shawn-”
“That’s the second time you’ve called me Shawn,” he grinned, walking over to Carlton again. “It’s a sign that you want this just as bad as I do.”
“That’s preposterous.”
“No, it’s the truth. You want to kiss me just as much as I want to be kissed by you.”
This caused Carlton’s heart to beat faster and his head to spin. Shawn wanted to kiss him, Carlton Lassiter. Something was definitely wrong if Spencer was doing off of this for a kiss. Maybe it was a joke between him and Guster or worse, a dare. “Spencer I think you should go,” he stuttered nervously, backing as far away from Shawn as he could. “What you’re saying is crazy.”
That was the last thing Shawn wanted to hear as he threw the mistletoe on the floor and grabbed Lassiter by the wrist. “I jumped in front of a bullet to save your life. There aren’t too many people in this world I would do that for. Gus, yes of course; my dad, maybe if he hadn’t pissed me off that particular day and Jules, if I was the closet person to her at the time then yeah, why not, but with you it was different. I jumped in front of you without so much as a thought because in that split second that gun was pointed at your head I tried to imagine my world without you and I couldn’t. There is no world for me if you aren’t in it, don’t you get that.”
“Shawn-”
“I like you, like seriously like you on the borderline of love like,” Shawn continued his confession, mistletoe completely forgotten. “And I know you feel the same way I do.”
“How Shawn, how could you possible know that; and don’t give me any bullcrap about you being psychic and one with the spirits because I don’t believe that?”
“Spirits didn’t have to tell me anything, you did, you always have. You think I didn’t notice the sideway glances you would throw in my direction when you thought I wasn’t looking. Or way your whole body would tingle every time I touched you, especially the one time my ass found it’s way on your lap. Oh yeah, someone was definitely happy to see me,” he smiled, grabbing Carlton’s hand and intertwining their fingers together. “And I felt your heart stop the moment that bullet hit me, it was if your whole world had just ended. No matter how hard you try to deny it you want me just as bad as I want you.”
“I can’t do this Shawn,” Carlton whispered as Shawn pressed his body closer to his. The feeling of Shawn’s body against his sent shivers through his body. “I can’t lose anybody else.”
“You won’t, because I’m not going anywhere. I didn’t before and I’m not now, especially not after you kiss me.” Shawn didn’t wait for Carlton to say anything else as he pressed his lips against the detective’s. He could feel the tension immediately leave Carlton’s body as he wrapped one arm around him. Pushing the detective against the wall caused Carlton to gasp at the contact and gave Shawn the perfect opportunity to thrust his tongue inside Carlton’s mouth. The taste of coffee instantly excited his taste buds as his tongue plunged in deeper.
Lassiter moaned at the intrusion and graciously accepted Shawn’s tongue inside his mouth. He couldn’t help but pull Shawn as close to him as possible as their tongue’s got more acquainted with each other. As the kiss continued Carlton couldn’t help but think how Shawn’s mouth tasted like a sweet Hawaiian pineapple. If this was what it was like to kiss Shawn on a daily basis he couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
Finally, out of breath, the pair had no choice but to pull apart and regain their breath as the same time never taking their eyes away from each other. Shawn smiled at Carlton while the detective touched his now swollen lips.
“That was even better than I imagined,” Shawn gasped, trying to catch his breath. “You have no idea how long I wanted to do that.”
“I think I do,” Carlton smiled in return.
Shawn laughed as he pulled Carlton back into his arms and rested his head against the older man‘s chest. He was happy when Carlton didn‘t resist him, instead the detective wrapped Shawn up in his arms. If possible Shawn‘s smile became wider. “Merry Christmas Lassie-pants.”
“Shawn Christmas isn’t for two weeks.”
“I know,” Shawn shrugged, wrapping both arms around Lassiter’s neck. “But since I just got everything I wanted I might as well celebrate it so once again, Merry Christmas Carlton.”
Carlton laughed before he leaned forward and captured Shawn’s lips again. This kiss was more gentle and slower than the first one but still had the same passion behind it. Finally the pair pulled away and Carlton couldn’t help but laugh again the flushed Shawn. “Merry Christmas to you too Shawn.”
Don't worry, it isn't over yet. I still have one more chapter to go plus another interlude with my other favorite slash couple, Coxian