Fic: Numb3rs, Charlie/Edgerton, PG
Title: Safe
Author: starlettmalfoy
Pairing: Charlie/Edgerton
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Sniper Zero, Toxin
Word Count: 606
Warning: Slash, hints of bdsm
Disclaimer: Numb3rs doesn't belong to me, nor do the characters. No matter how much I dream about it at night. >.<
Author's notes: Okay, so I was browsing the prompts table over at rounds_of_kink and I saw this lovely gem, posted by ladygray99. So, just for fun and not necessarily for that comm, I decided to give it a whirl. What came out was *definitely* not what I was expecting. Not my normal writing style, short, and no pr0n.... but hopefully, interesting nonetheless.
Prompt:The collar slipped into place and for the first time in a long while he felt safe.
Kink: Collars (bonus point for Dom!Charlie)
View the Nominations Here
He loved his job. Being the best of the best doesn't come naturally. It takes work, passion, and a little bit of luck. Ian had all three in liberal amounts, and so he was the best. He loved the feel of the rifle below his hands as he peered down the scope, knowing that he had his quarry and knowing that there was nothing that they or anyone could do about it. He never missed, and he always got what he wanted. Always.
The first time Ian had met Charlie, he studied the mathematician. Ian watched as the other man defended his math and didn't back down. Ian admired that. Not many people stood up to him anymore, not even those who were considered his superiors. Inside, he sneered at the ones that cowered before him, and he always watched his back. The ones that ducked their heads and allowed Ian free range were usually the ones to try to take him down a notch behind his back later. So he listened to Charlie and showed him the errors, sliding up next to the curly headed man, whispering in his ears about pulse rate and breathing motions, taking careful note as both of Charlie's skyrocketed.
The second time he had met Charlie, McHugh was still giving Ian trouble. He was frustrated and tired, and then the Eppes brothers showed up. Ian didn't bother to stop the slow smile that appeared on his face as Charlie blushed under his gaze. They said their hello's and worked on the case. Ian relaxed while Charlie was there, letting the math help the case, trusting Charlie's brilliance to be of help. And the whole time, Ian thought of his plan, the one that had been brewing in his mind since their first meeting. When the case was over, the three of them stayed in the mountains for just a little while longer, and Ian grabbed his chance.
Pretending like it had nothing to do with any sort of agenda, Ian challenged Don and proceeded to quickly and efficiantly drink the other agent under the table. Don was soon out cold, sprawled on the floor of the bar, the bartender none too happy about these strangers invading his space. Ian hefted Don into a fireman's carry and followed Charlie back to their cabin. He deposited Don in the one the brothers were sharing and proceeded to ask Charlie back to his own. Ian watched as Charlie's mind nervously raced for an excuse, but Ian would have none of it. He threw his arm around the smaller man and guided him back to the other cabin silently.
The door closed behind them and Ian took a deep breath through his nose. He was going to take a risk, something he should be used to by now. But snipers were naturally careful. They made sure they weren't seen, heard, or thought of until they were gone. And now Ian was going to expose himself to Charlie, because he recognized a potential there. He trusted the other man. It was with these thoughts in mind that he leaned down to cup Charlie's cheek before pressing his lips to the other man's. Charlie responded immediately, letting Ian know that his trust wasn't misplaced.
After the second time they had sex that night, Charlie lay curled up next to Ian, and Ian told Charlie what he wanted. The mathematician lifted his head and nodded quite serenely, surprising the sniper just a little.
Later, when the collar slipped into place around Ian's neck, he realized that for the first time in a long while, he felt safe.
End.
Author: starlettmalfoy
Pairing: Charlie/Edgerton
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Sniper Zero, Toxin
Word Count: 606
Warning: Slash, hints of bdsm
Disclaimer: Numb3rs doesn't belong to me, nor do the characters. No matter how much I dream about it at night. >.<
Author's notes: Okay, so I was browsing the prompts table over at rounds_of_kink and I saw this lovely gem, posted by ladygray99. So, just for fun and not necessarily for that comm, I decided to give it a whirl. What came out was *definitely* not what I was expecting. Not my normal writing style, short, and no pr0n.... but hopefully, interesting nonetheless.
Prompt:The collar slipped into place and for the first time in a long while he felt safe.
Kink: Collars (bonus point for Dom!Charlie)
View the Nominations Here
He loved his job. Being the best of the best doesn't come naturally. It takes work, passion, and a little bit of luck. Ian had all three in liberal amounts, and so he was the best. He loved the feel of the rifle below his hands as he peered down the scope, knowing that he had his quarry and knowing that there was nothing that they or anyone could do about it. He never missed, and he always got what he wanted. Always.
The first time Ian had met Charlie, he studied the mathematician. Ian watched as the other man defended his math and didn't back down. Ian admired that. Not many people stood up to him anymore, not even those who were considered his superiors. Inside, he sneered at the ones that cowered before him, and he always watched his back. The ones that ducked their heads and allowed Ian free range were usually the ones to try to take him down a notch behind his back later. So he listened to Charlie and showed him the errors, sliding up next to the curly headed man, whispering in his ears about pulse rate and breathing motions, taking careful note as both of Charlie's skyrocketed.
The second time he had met Charlie, McHugh was still giving Ian trouble. He was frustrated and tired, and then the Eppes brothers showed up. Ian didn't bother to stop the slow smile that appeared on his face as Charlie blushed under his gaze. They said their hello's and worked on the case. Ian relaxed while Charlie was there, letting the math help the case, trusting Charlie's brilliance to be of help. And the whole time, Ian thought of his plan, the one that had been brewing in his mind since their first meeting. When the case was over, the three of them stayed in the mountains for just a little while longer, and Ian grabbed his chance.
Pretending like it had nothing to do with any sort of agenda, Ian challenged Don and proceeded to quickly and efficiantly drink the other agent under the table. Don was soon out cold, sprawled on the floor of the bar, the bartender none too happy about these strangers invading his space. Ian hefted Don into a fireman's carry and followed Charlie back to their cabin. He deposited Don in the one the brothers were sharing and proceeded to ask Charlie back to his own. Ian watched as Charlie's mind nervously raced for an excuse, but Ian would have none of it. He threw his arm around the smaller man and guided him back to the other cabin silently.
The door closed behind them and Ian took a deep breath through his nose. He was going to take a risk, something he should be used to by now. But snipers were naturally careful. They made sure they weren't seen, heard, or thought of until they were gone. And now Ian was going to expose himself to Charlie, because he recognized a potential there. He trusted the other man. It was with these thoughts in mind that he leaned down to cup Charlie's cheek before pressing his lips to the other man's. Charlie responded immediately, letting Ian know that his trust wasn't misplaced.
After the second time they had sex that night, Charlie lay curled up next to Ian, and Ian told Charlie what he wanted. The mathematician lifted his head and nodded quite serenely, surprising the sniper just a little.
Later, when the collar slipped into place around Ian's neck, he realized that for the first time in a long while, he felt safe.
End.