In at the Eye
An entry for Rounds of Kink 15
Title: In at the Eye
Pairing: Caleb Danvers/Reid Garwin
Kink: Intoxication and Altered States
Prompt: “You are so drunk right now, Caleb.”
Prompter: mickey_sixx
Rating: FRAO
Word Count: 1891
The headlights of Tyler's hummer illuminated the driveway of the Danvers manor as the car pulled up to the house. Despite the late, or rather, despite the early hour, music blared inside the car, loud enough to be heard even though every window was closed. It rolled to a stop outside the front door, the porch light flicking on when the car triggered the motion sensor. The driver's side rear door opened and, after a few seconds, Caleb rolled out and hit the gravel with a dull thud.
Then the passenger door opened and Reid climbed out, swaying somewhat unsteadily and keeping one hand on the hummer, using to support himself as he made his way around the car to Caleb, who was trying, and failing, to get to his feet. Once Reid was stood beside the prone figure, he sucked in a deep breath, let go of the car, wobbled a bit and then managed to bend down and haul the flailing Caleb up, using his own body to support his brother.
'Jeez, Caleb, you weigh a ton!' Reid grunted, turning both Caleb and himself around to face the hummer.
The driver's window rolled down, and Tyler poked his head out, grinning at the two boys and obviously trying not to laugh.
'You got him?' Tyler asked.
'Yeah,' Reid nodded, shifting the near paralytic Caleb to redistribute the weight more evenly across his already complaining back.
'I'll be back to get you in the morning, 'kay?'
'Yeah, yeah,' said Reid, swaying slightly when Caleb's knees buckled, briefly taking all of the older teen's weight.
'G'night, guys!' Pogue leaned in his seat, waved to Reid and Caleb through the open door, and then threw up all over the back seat of Tyler's car.
'Oh man, Pogue!' Tyler turned his head, looking on in dismay as Pogue dry-heaved a few times, and then sat back up, his head lolling sideways to rest on the window.
'Aw! That's too bad, baby boy!' Reid chuckled. 'All over your nice clean car, too!'
His amusement was short-lived, however, as moments later Caleb rolled his head to the side and, catching a glimpse of the vomit, promptly puked all over both Reid and himself.
But mostly on Reid.
'Ugh!' the blond practically shrieked, wrinkling his nose in disgust.
Tyler poked his head back out and smirked at Reid.
'Aw! That's too bad, Reid!' Tyler mimicked his brother's earlier words. 'All over your nice new clothes!'
Caleb mumbled an apology in Reid's ear, and then threw up again, coating his blond hair and running down his neck and under his clothes.
'I swear, Caleb,' Reid muttered. 'I'm gonna kick your ass tomorrow.'
He closed the car door with a savage kick and, ignoring Tyler's protests, made his way up the steps to Caleb's front door, very aware that each movement made the uncomfortably warm vomit trickle further down his back.
He paused at the door. Under any other circumstances, he would have waited for Caleb to find his keys, but covered in puke as he was, he decided to forgo the niceties, and simply opened the lock with his power.
They managed to make it over the threshold and, with another exercise of power, he flicked the lights on and closed the door behind them.
'Come on, Caleb,' Reid grunted, almost fully sober now as he dragged his drunk brother across the hall to the stairs.
They managed to make it to the top of the stairs, and from there it was a relatively short stagger to Caleb's bedroom, where Reid dumped him on the bed with a sigh of relief. Ignoring Caleb for the moment, Reid plucked at his clothes in disgust, and then began to shed them, peeling each sodden piece off himself, then wiping up what little had spilled on his skin with his relatively clean pants.
Clad only in his underwear, he grabbed Caleb's arm and, taking absolutely no heed of his groan of protest, hauled him upright.
'C'mon, Caleb,' he said. 'Get those off.'
Reid began stripping his brother, tossing his shirt onto the small pile of Reid's own clothing. Caleb could hardly stay upright. He swayed backwards and forwards, his hands braced against the mattress on either side of himself to provide some stability, his eyes glazed and unfocused. He blinked rapidly, and apparently finally managed to bring Reid into focus as the blond knelt on the floor to remove his shoes.
'Hey, Reid,' he said, a dopey grin on his face.
Reid smiled back at him, unlacing the shoes and pulling them off. He tossed them over his shoulder, and then reached up to unbuckle Caleb's belt. Before he could manage to do so, Caleb's hands grabbed his own.
Reid looked up at Caleb, who smiled and leaned down towards him.
'...Love you, Reid,' he said, his speech slurred.
'Love you too, Caleb,' Reid drawled, trying to shake his hands free from Caleb's surprisingly strong grip.
'Nuh-uh,' Caleb shook his head. 'Y-you don't... you don't understa- understand.' He leant closer, his face only inches from Reid's, the smell of his breath overpowering at such a close distance. 'I looove, you.'
'You are so drunk right now, Caleb,' Reid snorted. 'I'm gonna enjoy-'
He was cut off when Caleb leant forward and pressed his lips against Reid's. The kiss was sloppy, and Reid thought he could taste the vomit, but still, it what it lacked in... well, pleasantness, it made up for in passion. Caleb was eager, his mouth pressing hard against Reid's own, his hands releasing the blond's in order to grip the sides of Reid's head, his hands fisting in the matted hair in order to hold his head still. Reid's own hands fell to rest on Caleb's thighs and rub them gently through his pants.
Eventually, Caleb broke the kiss, leaning back, his arms flung out behind himself for support. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, which was matched by a similar sparkle in Reid's own. Smirking up at Caleb, Reid reached forward and continued where he left off, unbuckling the older teen's belt, unbuttoning his fly and pulling his pants roughly down to his ankles and off his legs. There was a very obvious tent in Caleb's boxers, and Reid stared up into the pleading look on Caleb's face
Grinning broadly, Reid slipped his hands under the waistband of Caleb's underwear and removed them, pulling them out at the front to allow his dick to spring free without being caught on the material of his boxers.
Now fully naked, Caleb wiggled his hips, his cock bobbing mere millimetres from Reid's face. Reid looked up, locking eyes with Caleb as he spat in his hand, reached forward and then wrapped it around his brother's penis.
Reid stroked his dick firmly, and Caleb gasped, his hips jerking upwards into Reid's grip when a spark earthed itself in his hardness. It was a familiar sensation, as Caleb himself had often experimented with using his power to stimulate himself during masturbation. The fact that Reid was now using it on him implied that the blond had also found such a use for his own power, although it was slightly more intense than what Caleb himself used. Not painful, exactly, but creating a sort of odd tingling sensation that was driving Caleb wild. He couldn't articulate any of this, of course, settling instead on expressing himself with a loud moan.
Reid jerked him off for a while, the power creating an odd counterpoint to the building pressure in the pit of his stomach. A bead of pre-come formed on the tip of Caleb's cock, glistening in the light and beginning to slowly ooze down the engorged head.
Licking his lips, Reid leant forward and ran his tongue across the glans of Caleb's dick, managing to lap up the pre-come with a single swipe. Caleb groaned and bucked upwards, the head of his cock slipping briefly inside Reid's mouth. The blond backed away and swallowed, tasting the familiar bitter tang.
Grinning up at Caleb, Reid lowered his mouth to suck at the junction of thigh and groin, leaving a red mark on the pale flesh. Caleb's toes curled in the carpet and he fell back onto the bed, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes and moaning loudly.
Then Reid leant forward and took the head of Caleb's cock in his mouth, sucking hard, his cheeks hollowing dramatically. He bobbed his head up and down the shaft, each downward move allowing him to take more and more of it into his mouth, until the head hit the back of his throat. There was a temporary pause to allow him to relax his throat, during which he hummed, sending delicious vibrations coursing through Caleb's cock.
The older boy bucked upwards into the tight, wet heat, his eyes rolling up into his head when Reid's throat relaxed and he slipped in all the way, the blond's nose nuzzling gently at his shaved groin.
Caleb wasn't surprised that Reid was so good at giving head. Both he and Pogue had heard Tyler's stories about Reid bringing both girls and guys back to the room he and Reid shared, and God knew all three of them had seen him at Nicky's, hitting on practically anything that moved.
Still, Caleb wasn't prepared for it when the sparks of power continued to course through his dick once Reid resumed his sucking. Fuck, he didn't know you could do this!
Under this assault, it wasn't long before Caleb felt the familiar tightening in his groin, and he managed to let out a stuttered warning before all coherent thought was driven from his mind. He moaned loudly, arched upwards, and came hard, Reid swallowing rapidly, not letting a single drop of cum leak out.
Eventually, the spurts turned to a dribble, and then stopped altogether. Reid gave one final suck on Caleb's dick, and then pulled off it with a soft “pop”. Caleb's rapidly softening dick fell back against his thigh, shiny and slick with spit.
Reid swallowed again, trying to get the taste out of his mouth, and palmed his own cock through his briefs.
'Your turn, Caleb,' he said, looking up at the prone form.
The only response was a loud snore, and a slight shifting of Caleb's body on the mattress.
'Fuck!' Reid swore. 'Typical.'
Sighing to himself, he stood, gripping his dick through the thin material of his underpants. He fully intended to whip out his cock right there and then, and jerk off onto his sleeping brother. It would serve him right for falling asleep right in the middle of sex. What stopped him, however, was the smell. He had ignored it whilst he had been blowing Caleb, but now that his mind was no longer distracted, he found that no matter how he tried, he could not ignore it.
'Shit,' he muttered, turning on the spot and heading away from the bed and towards the door that led to Caleb's bathroom. He'd just have to take care of himself in the shower, and get some revenge on Caleb in the morning.
He smirked to himself, wriggling out of his underpants and letting them drop to the floor. Shower and jerk off first, revenge later.
Yeah, that sounded like a plan.
~fin
Title: In at the Eye
Pairing: Caleb Danvers/Reid Garwin
Kink: Intoxication and Altered States
Prompt: “You are so drunk right now, Caleb.”
Prompter: mickey_sixx
Rating: FRAO
Word Count: 1891
The headlights of Tyler's hummer illuminated the driveway of the Danvers manor as the car pulled up to the house. Despite the late, or rather, despite the early hour, music blared inside the car, loud enough to be heard even though every window was closed. It rolled to a stop outside the front door, the porch light flicking on when the car triggered the motion sensor. The driver's side rear door opened and, after a few seconds, Caleb rolled out and hit the gravel with a dull thud.
Then the passenger door opened and Reid climbed out, swaying somewhat unsteadily and keeping one hand on the hummer, using to support himself as he made his way around the car to Caleb, who was trying, and failing, to get to his feet. Once Reid was stood beside the prone figure, he sucked in a deep breath, let go of the car, wobbled a bit and then managed to bend down and haul the flailing Caleb up, using his own body to support his brother.
'Jeez, Caleb, you weigh a ton!' Reid grunted, turning both Caleb and himself around to face the hummer.
The driver's window rolled down, and Tyler poked his head out, grinning at the two boys and obviously trying not to laugh.
'You got him?' Tyler asked.
'Yeah,' Reid nodded, shifting the near paralytic Caleb to redistribute the weight more evenly across his already complaining back.
'I'll be back to get you in the morning, 'kay?'
'Yeah, yeah,' said Reid, swaying slightly when Caleb's knees buckled, briefly taking all of the older teen's weight.
'G'night, guys!' Pogue leaned in his seat, waved to Reid and Caleb through the open door, and then threw up all over the back seat of Tyler's car.
'Oh man, Pogue!' Tyler turned his head, looking on in dismay as Pogue dry-heaved a few times, and then sat back up, his head lolling sideways to rest on the window.
'Aw! That's too bad, baby boy!' Reid chuckled. 'All over your nice clean car, too!'
His amusement was short-lived, however, as moments later Caleb rolled his head to the side and, catching a glimpse of the vomit, promptly puked all over both Reid and himself.
But mostly on Reid.
'Ugh!' the blond practically shrieked, wrinkling his nose in disgust.
Tyler poked his head back out and smirked at Reid.
'Aw! That's too bad, Reid!' Tyler mimicked his brother's earlier words. 'All over your nice new clothes!'
Caleb mumbled an apology in Reid's ear, and then threw up again, coating his blond hair and running down his neck and under his clothes.
'I swear, Caleb,' Reid muttered. 'I'm gonna kick your ass tomorrow.'
He closed the car door with a savage kick and, ignoring Tyler's protests, made his way up the steps to Caleb's front door, very aware that each movement made the uncomfortably warm vomit trickle further down his back.
He paused at the door. Under any other circumstances, he would have waited for Caleb to find his keys, but covered in puke as he was, he decided to forgo the niceties, and simply opened the lock with his power.
They managed to make it over the threshold and, with another exercise of power, he flicked the lights on and closed the door behind them.
'Come on, Caleb,' Reid grunted, almost fully sober now as he dragged his drunk brother across the hall to the stairs.
They managed to make it to the top of the stairs, and from there it was a relatively short stagger to Caleb's bedroom, where Reid dumped him on the bed with a sigh of relief. Ignoring Caleb for the moment, Reid plucked at his clothes in disgust, and then began to shed them, peeling each sodden piece off himself, then wiping up what little had spilled on his skin with his relatively clean pants.
Clad only in his underwear, he grabbed Caleb's arm and, taking absolutely no heed of his groan of protest, hauled him upright.
'C'mon, Caleb,' he said. 'Get those off.'
Reid began stripping his brother, tossing his shirt onto the small pile of Reid's own clothing. Caleb could hardly stay upright. He swayed backwards and forwards, his hands braced against the mattress on either side of himself to provide some stability, his eyes glazed and unfocused. He blinked rapidly, and apparently finally managed to bring Reid into focus as the blond knelt on the floor to remove his shoes.
'Hey, Reid,' he said, a dopey grin on his face.
Reid smiled back at him, unlacing the shoes and pulling them off. He tossed them over his shoulder, and then reached up to unbuckle Caleb's belt. Before he could manage to do so, Caleb's hands grabbed his own.
Reid looked up at Caleb, who smiled and leaned down towards him.
'...Love you, Reid,' he said, his speech slurred.
'Love you too, Caleb,' Reid drawled, trying to shake his hands free from Caleb's surprisingly strong grip.
'Nuh-uh,' Caleb shook his head. 'Y-you don't... you don't understa- understand.' He leant closer, his face only inches from Reid's, the smell of his breath overpowering at such a close distance. 'I looove, you.'
'You are so drunk right now, Caleb,' Reid snorted. 'I'm gonna enjoy-'
He was cut off when Caleb leant forward and pressed his lips against Reid's. The kiss was sloppy, and Reid thought he could taste the vomit, but still, it what it lacked in... well, pleasantness, it made up for in passion. Caleb was eager, his mouth pressing hard against Reid's own, his hands releasing the blond's in order to grip the sides of Reid's head, his hands fisting in the matted hair in order to hold his head still. Reid's own hands fell to rest on Caleb's thighs and rub them gently through his pants.
Eventually, Caleb broke the kiss, leaning back, his arms flung out behind himself for support. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, which was matched by a similar sparkle in Reid's own. Smirking up at Caleb, Reid reached forward and continued where he left off, unbuckling the older teen's belt, unbuttoning his fly and pulling his pants roughly down to his ankles and off his legs. There was a very obvious tent in Caleb's boxers, and Reid stared up into the pleading look on Caleb's face
Grinning broadly, Reid slipped his hands under the waistband of Caleb's underwear and removed them, pulling them out at the front to allow his dick to spring free without being caught on the material of his boxers.
Now fully naked, Caleb wiggled his hips, his cock bobbing mere millimetres from Reid's face. Reid looked up, locking eyes with Caleb as he spat in his hand, reached forward and then wrapped it around his brother's penis.
Reid stroked his dick firmly, and Caleb gasped, his hips jerking upwards into Reid's grip when a spark earthed itself in his hardness. It was a familiar sensation, as Caleb himself had often experimented with using his power to stimulate himself during masturbation. The fact that Reid was now using it on him implied that the blond had also found such a use for his own power, although it was slightly more intense than what Caleb himself used. Not painful, exactly, but creating a sort of odd tingling sensation that was driving Caleb wild. He couldn't articulate any of this, of course, settling instead on expressing himself with a loud moan.
Reid jerked him off for a while, the power creating an odd counterpoint to the building pressure in the pit of his stomach. A bead of pre-come formed on the tip of Caleb's cock, glistening in the light and beginning to slowly ooze down the engorged head.
Licking his lips, Reid leant forward and ran his tongue across the glans of Caleb's dick, managing to lap up the pre-come with a single swipe. Caleb groaned and bucked upwards, the head of his cock slipping briefly inside Reid's mouth. The blond backed away and swallowed, tasting the familiar bitter tang.
Grinning up at Caleb, Reid lowered his mouth to suck at the junction of thigh and groin, leaving a red mark on the pale flesh. Caleb's toes curled in the carpet and he fell back onto the bed, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes and moaning loudly.
Then Reid leant forward and took the head of Caleb's cock in his mouth, sucking hard, his cheeks hollowing dramatically. He bobbed his head up and down the shaft, each downward move allowing him to take more and more of it into his mouth, until the head hit the back of his throat. There was a temporary pause to allow him to relax his throat, during which he hummed, sending delicious vibrations coursing through Caleb's cock.
The older boy bucked upwards into the tight, wet heat, his eyes rolling up into his head when Reid's throat relaxed and he slipped in all the way, the blond's nose nuzzling gently at his shaved groin.
Caleb wasn't surprised that Reid was so good at giving head. Both he and Pogue had heard Tyler's stories about Reid bringing both girls and guys back to the room he and Reid shared, and God knew all three of them had seen him at Nicky's, hitting on practically anything that moved.
Still, Caleb wasn't prepared for it when the sparks of power continued to course through his dick once Reid resumed his sucking. Fuck, he didn't know you could do this!
Under this assault, it wasn't long before Caleb felt the familiar tightening in his groin, and he managed to let out a stuttered warning before all coherent thought was driven from his mind. He moaned loudly, arched upwards, and came hard, Reid swallowing rapidly, not letting a single drop of cum leak out.
Eventually, the spurts turned to a dribble, and then stopped altogether. Reid gave one final suck on Caleb's dick, and then pulled off it with a soft “pop”. Caleb's rapidly softening dick fell back against his thigh, shiny and slick with spit.
Reid swallowed again, trying to get the taste out of his mouth, and palmed his own cock through his briefs.
'Your turn, Caleb,' he said, looking up at the prone form.
The only response was a loud snore, and a slight shifting of Caleb's body on the mattress.
'Fuck!' Reid swore. 'Typical.'
Sighing to himself, he stood, gripping his dick through the thin material of his underpants. He fully intended to whip out his cock right there and then, and jerk off onto his sleeping brother. It would serve him right for falling asleep right in the middle of sex. What stopped him, however, was the smell. He had ignored it whilst he had been blowing Caleb, but now that his mind was no longer distracted, he found that no matter how he tried, he could not ignore it.
'Shit,' he muttered, turning on the spot and heading away from the bed and towards the door that led to Caleb's bathroom. He'd just have to take care of himself in the shower, and get some revenge on Caleb in the morning.
He smirked to himself, wriggling out of his underpants and letting them drop to the floor. Shower and jerk off first, revenge later.
Yeah, that sounded like a plan.
~fin