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Title: No Ice Cream Necessary
Author: oraclejenn
Pairing: Bobby/John
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes, you need something more than Ice Cream to figure out what you want.
Notes: This takes place DURING X2, after Magneto has stopped the jet from crashing and during that night before they head to Alkali. I do take VAST liberties with what had happened between the boys previously. Done basically because lionessfreedom wanted a tent scene. This is my first attempt at an all dialogue fic.
"Drake, you awake?"
"Am now Allerdyce, what do you want?"
"Got an extra pillow?"
"No. We got one pillow and one sleeping bag each. This isn't the Ritz John, it's a tent in the middle of no where."
"Don't have to be a dick about it."
"Let me get to sleep alright? Didn't get much last night."
"... ... where did you go last night?"
"Went to think."
"Kitchen for ice cream, huh?"
"Yeah."
"Think about what? What we did last night?"
"... ... yeah."
"Fuck, if you didn't want to...."
"I did. I wanted to John. Wanted you for a while, just never made a move."
"So then it wasn't..."
"No, it wasn't. Just... had to try to figure out what that means with everything else."
"... ... and?"
"And what?"
"And what did you figure out?"
"Nothing. Soldiers came in and started shooting, kind of cut down the thinking time. Was more worried about you... and Rogue."
"Yeah, Touch of Death high on your list. I bet... Hey! Get off me! Let my arms go or so help me god..."
"Stop being an ass. If you notice I said you first. Was looking for you first John, not her."
"Just don't fucking pin my hands down like that again ... You gonna go back to your sleeping bag now Drake?"
"You weren't complaing last night and no, I'm not. Like it here. Have a problem with me on top of you Allerdyce?"
"Yeah, I don't bottom."
"Ouf! John what.... Hey! Jesus John, someone could... oh shit...."
"Problem with what I'm doing Drake? Didn't have a problem with it last night."
"They could hear us. John, fuck... stop."
"Really want me to do that Bobby? Want me to take my hand off you and leave you hard like this?"
"Yeah, we.... ughh.... oh fuck...."
"Don't really want me to stop do you Bobby-boy? Could always replace my hand with something else? That work better for you?"
"John... I... Jesus.... your tongue's so fucking warm John."
"Tell me Bobby-boy. Tell me what you want me to do. Want me to jerk you off, let you spill over yourself or do you want me to suck it down?"
"Mnnghh... want... want your... oh shit... want your mouth around me. Fuck, please John."
"That's all you had to do Bobby. Just tell me what you wanted. Here, bite on this and try not to scream. I expect a return favor when I'm done."
"Yeah... anything... anything you want John just... fuck... please... want you."
"See, didn't need ice cream to think about what you wanted. Just a warm mouth."
Author: oraclejenn
Pairing: Bobby/John
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes, you need something more than Ice Cream to figure out what you want.
Notes: This takes place DURING X2, after Magneto has stopped the jet from crashing and during that night before they head to Alkali. I do take VAST liberties with what had happened between the boys previously. Done basically because lionessfreedom wanted a tent scene. This is my first attempt at an all dialogue fic.
"Drake, you awake?"
"Am now Allerdyce, what do you want?"
"Got an extra pillow?"
"No. We got one pillow and one sleeping bag each. This isn't the Ritz John, it's a tent in the middle of no where."
"Don't have to be a dick about it."
"Let me get to sleep alright? Didn't get much last night."
"... ... where did you go last night?"
"Went to think."
"Kitchen for ice cream, huh?"
"Yeah."
"Think about what? What we did last night?"
"... ... yeah."
"Fuck, if you didn't want to...."
"I did. I wanted to John. Wanted you for a while, just never made a move."
"So then it wasn't..."
"No, it wasn't. Just... had to try to figure out what that means with everything else."
"... ... and?"
"And what?"
"And what did you figure out?"
"Nothing. Soldiers came in and started shooting, kind of cut down the thinking time. Was more worried about you... and Rogue."
"Yeah, Touch of Death high on your list. I bet... Hey! Get off me! Let my arms go or so help me god..."
"Stop being an ass. If you notice I said you first. Was looking for you first John, not her."
"Just don't fucking pin my hands down like that again ... You gonna go back to your sleeping bag now Drake?"
"You weren't complaing last night and no, I'm not. Like it here. Have a problem with me on top of you Allerdyce?"
"Yeah, I don't bottom."
"Ouf! John what.... Hey! Jesus John, someone could... oh shit...."
"Problem with what I'm doing Drake? Didn't have a problem with it last night."
"They could hear us. John, fuck... stop."
"Really want me to do that Bobby? Want me to take my hand off you and leave you hard like this?"
"Yeah, we.... ughh.... oh fuck...."
"Don't really want me to stop do you Bobby-boy? Could always replace my hand with something else? That work better for you?"
"John... I... Jesus.... your tongue's so fucking warm John."
"Tell me Bobby-boy. Tell me what you want me to do. Want me to jerk you off, let you spill over yourself or do you want me to suck it down?"
"Mnnghh... want... want your... oh shit... want your mouth around me. Fuck, please John."
"That's all you had to do Bobby. Just tell me what you wanted. Here, bite on this and try not to scream. I expect a return favor when I'm done."
"Yeah... anything... anything you want John just... fuck... please... want you."
"See, didn't need ice cream to think about what you wanted. Just a warm mouth."