Fanfiction: Another day, another airport (Hugh Jackman/Robert Downey Jr, NC-17)
Title: Another day, another airport
Words: ~1330
Beta: The lovely havenward
A/N: For raggedy_edge to celebrate her being born an undisclosed amount of years ago. Happy belated birthday, darling, I hope you like it.
Another day, another flight, another airport. Robert sighed and sipped his over-priced paper cup coffee. He did truly love his work but, some parts were less fun than others. Like airports and, more specifically, airport coffee. Sighing again he scanned the crowd through his sunglasses; it might be a bit pretentious to wear them but they lent him at least a smidgen of anonymity. And people watching is always easier when no one sees him watch. He was letting his eyes travel over the trickles of people, coming going, leaving loved ones and reuniting families when he saw something he hadn't expected. A familiar pair of broad shoulders topped by an equally familiar mop of brown hair. Hugh Fucking Jackman. A slow smile spread on Robert's face, maybe this airport stay wouldn't be so bad...
He got up from his seat and moved through the crowds until he was just behind his friend (Lover? Occasional fuckbuddy? Ah, who cared). The other man was standing in line for the news stand and from what Robert could see he was alone. Excellent. He casually walked, no sauntered, up to stand beside Hugh, nudging the other man slightly with his arm. Hugh, who'd been more or less staring into space, jumped a bit and tensed before recognizing him.
"Robert? What the blazes are you doin' here?"
"Waiting, as one is prone to do at an airport..." He smiled brilliantly. "And yourself?"
"Buying something to entertain me while I wait..." He held up a copy of Men's Fitness. "Going home?"
Robert nodded. "Yup, finished some stuff for Holmes and am on my way back. When's your flight?" He let his eyes travel rather suggestively over Hugh's body.
Hugh raised an eyebrow "Couple of hours... was about to head over to the VIP-lounge for a lay down after getting this." As he spoke he payed for his magazine and the two men walked away from the stand. "Want to come keep me company?"
Robert smiled another brilliant smile. "I thought you'd never ask."
Both painfully aware that every slightly prolonged touch and meaningful look could turn up in a gossip rag they walked towards the VIP area looking like nothing more that a couple of friends who'd happened to run into each other. Which was true, in a way, except how they where friends who liked to fuck each other every chance they got. Like now.
They'd barely made it into the pleasantly dimmed area and made sure it was deserted before Hugh grabbed Robert by the front of his shirt and spun him up against the wall, slipping his strong thigh in between his legs. Their lips came together in their usual kind of kiss, a battle for dominance and power and Robert groaned into Hugh's mouth. His hands where not idle, clever fingers were searching out buttons and slipping through gaps of fabric, finding skin and hard muscle.
When Robert's fingers slid along the edge of Hugh's jeans caressing the soft skin beneath Hugh broke the kiss and tossed his head backwards.
"God, that feels good."
Robert smirked. "Just Robert is fine you know."
Hugh's eyes crinkled with his smile. "Cheeky bastard."
"You love it, now come here..." Robert pulled Hugh close again and sealed his lips over the other man's while arching his back and thrusting forward in search of friction. Hugh wasn't late to oblige and soon pieces of clothing where dropping like leaves in fall and Robert had twisted them so that he was the one pressing Hugh into the wall. With a final kiss to his lips he started traveling downwards, leading with his hands and following with tongue and lips until he reached his goal
At the first lick along his cock Hugh groaned deep in his chest as his head fell back against the wall with a muffled thud. Robert smiled against the silky skin before closing his lips around the head and hollowing his cheeks; the wet pressure pulled another moan from Hugh who let a hand come to rest on Robert's head encouraging him to get on with it.
Usually he would have taken his time, but both of them knew that anyone could walk in at any time. It was stupid and risky and neither of them would stop for a second. Robert bobbed his head and Hugh watched him through slitted eyes, seemingly savoring the sight of the other man on his knees in front of him, lips stretched around his cock. Robert felt an extra trill feeling Hugh's eyes on him. It felt like Hugh would be content watching and enjoying forever but with time being an issue they both wanted more... so Hugh tightened his hand in Robert's hair and stopped him.
"Up... I need..." Robert stopped and started to get on his feet, sliding his body along Hugh's all the way up.
"There's some sofas in that room... for resting. Bet you could bend me over one of them and fuck me silly." He whispered in Hugh's ear, finishing with a nibble on his earlobe.
"I want to see your face..."
"Oh, how about this then..." Robert started maneuvering them closer to one of the designer sofas without breaking their contact, his hands settled at the small of Hugh's back while he nuzzled the other man's neck, breathing in and savoring his scent - musky, rough and with a slight edge. Robert found it intoxicating.
When the back of Hugh's legs touched the sofa Robert kept pushing until they where both sitting, chest to chest with erections sliding against each other. Robert produced a condom from somewhere and wasted no time in getting it on Hugh. Then he made the mistake of looking into his friend's eyes and time stopped. The surge of feeling in those hazel orbs stole the breath from him and he reached out to touch the other man's cheek.
Hugh gripped Robert's hips and pulled him closer, letting his cock nestle in his crack while he stole a kiss. Robert came out of his slight stupor and kissed back, raising himself and slowly taking Hugh inside. Their eyes locked again as the kiss ended and Hugh was completely sheathed in Robert's heat. They moved slowly, surely, ignoring everything around them. They felt like they'd stumbled onto something bigger, something more important than flights and timetables and it tugged at them both.
Robert's lower arms rested on Hugh's shoulders and he had his hands loosely linked behind his lover's head. Hugh's hands rested on Robert's hips, tracing circles with his thumbs as he followed the rise and fall that brought them both closer to the edge, inch by inch. Their breathing were getting harsher and a low growl started building in Hugh's chest as the pace started to quicken. Still they held each other's eyes even as they tumbled closer and closer. Hugh let one of his hands slide from a hip to curl around Robert's cock, a move which pulled an almost strangled cry from him.
They where both so close but Robert broke first, Hugh could see the orgasm hitting him in his eyes and the sight coupled with the clenching muscles around his cock pulled him over right after. It felt like it lasted forever but still it was over too soon. They sat with their foreheads touching, breathing the same air, unwilling to move just yet.
"That was..."
"Yeah..."
"I'm... You..."
"I know. Later?"
"Later."
They got cleaned up, got their clothes in order and couldn't help touching each other every chance they got. The last thing that went on was the masks, the faces they showed to the public. Both of them knew they had stumbled onto something, something huge, but they also knew they had to wait. This was neither the time nor the place but maybe someday, someday soon if either of them had anything to say about it, it would be.
Words: ~1330
Beta: The lovely havenward
A/N: For raggedy_edge to celebrate her being born an undisclosed amount of years ago. Happy belated birthday, darling, I hope you like it.
Another day, another flight, another airport. Robert sighed and sipped his over-priced paper cup coffee. He did truly love his work but, some parts were less fun than others. Like airports and, more specifically, airport coffee. Sighing again he scanned the crowd through his sunglasses; it might be a bit pretentious to wear them but they lent him at least a smidgen of anonymity. And people watching is always easier when no one sees him watch. He was letting his eyes travel over the trickles of people, coming going, leaving loved ones and reuniting families when he saw something he hadn't expected. A familiar pair of broad shoulders topped by an equally familiar mop of brown hair. Hugh Fucking Jackman. A slow smile spread on Robert's face, maybe this airport stay wouldn't be so bad...
He got up from his seat and moved through the crowds until he was just behind his friend (Lover? Occasional fuckbuddy? Ah, who cared). The other man was standing in line for the news stand and from what Robert could see he was alone. Excellent. He casually walked, no sauntered, up to stand beside Hugh, nudging the other man slightly with his arm. Hugh, who'd been more or less staring into space, jumped a bit and tensed before recognizing him.
"Robert? What the blazes are you doin' here?"
"Waiting, as one is prone to do at an airport..." He smiled brilliantly. "And yourself?"
"Buying something to entertain me while I wait..." He held up a copy of Men's Fitness. "Going home?"
Robert nodded. "Yup, finished some stuff for Holmes and am on my way back. When's your flight?" He let his eyes travel rather suggestively over Hugh's body.
Hugh raised an eyebrow "Couple of hours... was about to head over to the VIP-lounge for a lay down after getting this." As he spoke he payed for his magazine and the two men walked away from the stand. "Want to come keep me company?"
Robert smiled another brilliant smile. "I thought you'd never ask."
Both painfully aware that every slightly prolonged touch and meaningful look could turn up in a gossip rag they walked towards the VIP area looking like nothing more that a couple of friends who'd happened to run into each other. Which was true, in a way, except how they where friends who liked to fuck each other every chance they got. Like now.
They'd barely made it into the pleasantly dimmed area and made sure it was deserted before Hugh grabbed Robert by the front of his shirt and spun him up against the wall, slipping his strong thigh in between his legs. Their lips came together in their usual kind of kiss, a battle for dominance and power and Robert groaned into Hugh's mouth. His hands where not idle, clever fingers were searching out buttons and slipping through gaps of fabric, finding skin and hard muscle.
When Robert's fingers slid along the edge of Hugh's jeans caressing the soft skin beneath Hugh broke the kiss and tossed his head backwards.
"God, that feels good."
Robert smirked. "Just Robert is fine you know."
Hugh's eyes crinkled with his smile. "Cheeky bastard."
"You love it, now come here..." Robert pulled Hugh close again and sealed his lips over the other man's while arching his back and thrusting forward in search of friction. Hugh wasn't late to oblige and soon pieces of clothing where dropping like leaves in fall and Robert had twisted them so that he was the one pressing Hugh into the wall. With a final kiss to his lips he started traveling downwards, leading with his hands and following with tongue and lips until he reached his goal
At the first lick along his cock Hugh groaned deep in his chest as his head fell back against the wall with a muffled thud. Robert smiled against the silky skin before closing his lips around the head and hollowing his cheeks; the wet pressure pulled another moan from Hugh who let a hand come to rest on Robert's head encouraging him to get on with it.
Usually he would have taken his time, but both of them knew that anyone could walk in at any time. It was stupid and risky and neither of them would stop for a second. Robert bobbed his head and Hugh watched him through slitted eyes, seemingly savoring the sight of the other man on his knees in front of him, lips stretched around his cock. Robert felt an extra trill feeling Hugh's eyes on him. It felt like Hugh would be content watching and enjoying forever but with time being an issue they both wanted more... so Hugh tightened his hand in Robert's hair and stopped him.
"Up... I need..." Robert stopped and started to get on his feet, sliding his body along Hugh's all the way up.
"There's some sofas in that room... for resting. Bet you could bend me over one of them and fuck me silly." He whispered in Hugh's ear, finishing with a nibble on his earlobe.
"I want to see your face..."
"Oh, how about this then..." Robert started maneuvering them closer to one of the designer sofas without breaking their contact, his hands settled at the small of Hugh's back while he nuzzled the other man's neck, breathing in and savoring his scent - musky, rough and with a slight edge. Robert found it intoxicating.
When the back of Hugh's legs touched the sofa Robert kept pushing until they where both sitting, chest to chest with erections sliding against each other. Robert produced a condom from somewhere and wasted no time in getting it on Hugh. Then he made the mistake of looking into his friend's eyes and time stopped. The surge of feeling in those hazel orbs stole the breath from him and he reached out to touch the other man's cheek.
Hugh gripped Robert's hips and pulled him closer, letting his cock nestle in his crack while he stole a kiss. Robert came out of his slight stupor and kissed back, raising himself and slowly taking Hugh inside. Their eyes locked again as the kiss ended and Hugh was completely sheathed in Robert's heat. They moved slowly, surely, ignoring everything around them. They felt like they'd stumbled onto something bigger, something more important than flights and timetables and it tugged at them both.
Robert's lower arms rested on Hugh's shoulders and he had his hands loosely linked behind his lover's head. Hugh's hands rested on Robert's hips, tracing circles with his thumbs as he followed the rise and fall that brought them both closer to the edge, inch by inch. Their breathing were getting harsher and a low growl started building in Hugh's chest as the pace started to quicken. Still they held each other's eyes even as they tumbled closer and closer. Hugh let one of his hands slide from a hip to curl around Robert's cock, a move which pulled an almost strangled cry from him.
They where both so close but Robert broke first, Hugh could see the orgasm hitting him in his eyes and the sight coupled with the clenching muscles around his cock pulled him over right after. It felt like it lasted forever but still it was over too soon. They sat with their foreheads touching, breathing the same air, unwilling to move just yet.
"That was..."
"Yeah..."
"I'm... You..."
"I know. Later?"
"Later."
They got cleaned up, got their clothes in order and couldn't help touching each other every chance they got. The last thing that went on was the masks, the faces they showed to the public. Both of them knew they had stumbled onto something, something huge, but they also knew they had to wait. This was neither the time nor the place but maybe someday, someday soon if either of them had anything to say about it, it would be.