Mini-fic: Exceeds Expectations - The Beginning

Dec 01, 2010 16:13

Title: Exceeds Expectations - The Beginning
Rating: R
Word Count: ~ 750
Summary: Liam and Sean are caught under the mistletoe, and Niall enjoys the show.
Warnings: drunkenness, public making out, voyeurism, and hints at future threesome
Disclaimer: They might have started as someone else's characters, but now they are very much mine.
A/N: I've recently decided to turn some of my HP fanfics into originals. Exceeds Expectations (title due to change at any time) is one of them. In order to get myself writing, I'm going to use the adventdrabbles prompts to write little scenes and drabbles to explore the story-verses. This is what happened to prompt #1: Mistletoe.


They wear matching expressions of shock, and it's absolutely hilarious. Where is your camera when you need it?

They tried to sneak away without kissing, pretending they hadn't seen the mistletoe. Of course they didn't manage. The people at this party are drunk, not blind. Or stupid. And someone always keeps an eye on the door and the mistletoe.

Everyone around me is laughing and cheering them on. "Kiss! Kiss!"

Sean looks as though he wants to strangle someone. He probably blames Liam - he always likes to blame Liam - but this time, it's really not my boyfriend's fault.

Yes, he's pretty drunk. And wasn't looking where he went. But it's not as if he planned to meet Sean underneath the mistletoe.

At least, I don't think so.

I watch Liam shuffle his feet and hang his head, trying to hide behind his hair. He shoots me a quick, pleading glance, but I only raise my glass at him.

Cheers, darling. I don't think I could have come up with a better plan even if I'd tried.

It's become glaringly obvious to me over the last couple of months that the infamous dislike between my boyfriend and our former tutor is in reality less antipathy and more misplaced sexual tension. The air absolutely sizzles when they're together.

But when I point that out to Liam, he blushes and pretends to be busy with something. And Sean ignores me whenever I start hinting that something between all three of us might be possible.

So, this is the best that could have happened. Pressure of tradition and drunken party-goers will force them into close, physical contact. And once they kissed, I don't think either will be able to pretend any longer.

I look from Liam's squirming to Sean's face. He's really hot when he glowers. And now he's glowering at me.

Nope, still wrong address. Though I think it's marvellous. Go for it, give me a show.

I wink broadly at Sean and, God, is the man blushing? I can't believe my eyes but I swear he is.

I know I was right when Sean's face darkens even more. He turns away to snap at someone who is trying to push him closer to Liam.

Liam says something. I can't hear it but I see his lips move. Sean freezes, and then snaps. He all but crashes into Liam, shoving him backwards against the doorframe, and leans in. Kisses Liam squarely on the mouth.

Oh, sweet. God, I knew they'd be hot together.

People hoot and clap, and then they get louder, wolf-whistling, when the kiss doesn't end after a couple of seconds. Liam's hands come up and grab onto Sean's shoulders, and the kiss gets even deeper.

They are giving me a show, the darlings, and the best thing is, it's not scripted and entirely genuine.

Sean tilts Liam's head back, and I can see that there are tongues involved. God, yes. I lick my lips and a tightening of my trousers tells me I'm getting hard. Who wouldn't?

Sean presses closer and then, oh my God, he bends his knees slightly so that he can align his groin with Liam's and he pushes. Liam twines one leg around Sean's and they rub against each other, moving together, so lost in their passion that they aren't aware of anything around them.

I grab my erection and squeeze it. So hot.

I knew it. I knew I was right! And wrong, too, because they're even hotter than anything I could have imagined.

The noise of the people around finally seems to penetrate and they startle, then jump away from each other as if scalded. Sean glowers but he's flushed and his lips are kiss-bruised, so it's not effective. He realises and, flushing deeper, turns and storms away into the direction of the bathroom.

Oh, oh, Sean, honey, everyone will know what you're going to do there. Your slacks don't leave much to imagination!

Liam blinks after him, and when someone slaps him on the shoulder, he blinks at them, too. Then he shakes his head and comes over to me, his expression part stunned and part dreamy.

He blinks at me as well when he stops in front of me, and his large green eyes are misty with alcohol and arousal.

"You were right," he tells me, awed.

I smile at him and grab his neck, pull him closer. "Of course I was, darling," I say and kiss him, tasting Sean on his lips.

I'm pretty sure you can guess who the boys used to be. ;)

original fiction, pairing: niall/liam/sean, rating: r, #1, type: ficlet

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