So sorry this took so long! Michelle went off to play in LA. So blame her ;)
Title: Pool Party
Fandom: RPS
Story: Highway: Reconnected 14.11
Characters: Alan Davies and Robert Sean Leonard
Authors:
michelleann68 +
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evila_annPrompt: None
Word Count: 1375
Rating: R
Summary: Alan finally decides to try out the pool.
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Catching a Late Night Read When Robert woke from an afternoon nap, he was greeted with the sounds of...splashing? He turned over and sat up, instantly feeling a cool breeze brush across his face from the open outside door. Brow furrowing, he grabbed his boxers from the bottom of the bed and stood to put them on before putting on his glasses and curiously seeking out the source of the noise.
Alan noticed Robert immediately as the other man emerged from the bedroom, blinking owlishly in the bright afternoon light and shaking his head slightly. “Come on in!” Alan called, patting the surface of the water. “After ten days, I couldn’t take the taunting any more,” he explained, as Robert slowly approached.
“Are you skinny dipping?”
“You sound surprised.”
“I shouldn’t be,” Robert said with a tired sigh as he sat down at the edge of the pool.
“Did I wake you? I was trying to be quiet.”
“Still not all the way awake yet.”
“Join me?”
Robert just shook his head, dipping his feet into the water. “Warm,” he said with surprise.
“It has a wicked heating system.” Alan placed his hands on either side of Robert’s legs and kissed his knee. “Plenty of room in here and the water’s fine.” He kissed a few inches higher, then pulled back and swam backwards a few feet, pleading with his eyes for a swim buddy.
Robert wiggled his toes in the pleasant water, as if debating, knowing full well he would end up giving into Alan sooner or later. "I don't know..." he said at last, slowly.
"Not taking 'no' for an answer, here."
Robert couldn't hold his grin back any longer as he inched forward and lowered himself into the water. As soon as he let go of the edge, a tidal wave of water splashed over him. He snorted water out of his nose and brushed a thumb over his glasses so he could see better. "Alan!" But Alan had already made his move, slipping up behind him and wrapping arms around his waist, folding up to cross at his chest, lips and hot breath against his neck.
Alan kissed Robert's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Race you to the far side and back."
Immediately, Robert was released and he turned to see Alan doing his best to dart away. Robert quickly removed his glasses, setting them carefully on the edge, and swam after. It had been years since he had done any serious swimming, but his body quickly adapted back into the familiar feeling as he tried to close the gap between him and Alan.
Alan reached the edge first, only due to his head start, and he stopped, wiping water from his eyes as he watched Robert move fluidly, like he was one with the water, muscles in his arms and back shining and rippling just under the surface. Robert touched the edge with a splash and together they pushed off the side and started back to the start point, paces matching. "You were staring at me arse, weren't you?" Alan asked, leaning against the edge.
"Well," Robert made some odd gesture, "it was kinda hard to miss. And it was...glowing."
Alan splashed Robert. "Well, let's get your lily white ass out here then."
Fingers hooked into the material of Robert's boxers before he could even think to dart away, and he was pulled close. He rested his hands on Alan's shoulders to keep from sinking.
Alan pressed their lips together, using it as a distraction while his hands worked the wet material slowly down. Robert tried to pull back, but Alan just pressed him against the side of the pool, deepening the kiss as he slid his hands down the back of Robert's pants. "Coming out peacefully?" he said coyly, squeezing.
"Do I have a choice?"
Alan shook his head, amused by Robert's reluctance to give up. "Be right back, love." He kissed Robert's chin, then took a breath and ducked under the surface to yank Robert's pants all the way off, surfacing a moment later to toss them out of the pool. "Now, where were we?" He sidled up next to Robert again.
"Bedroom?"
"The pool is already warmed up." Alan grinned.
"Well. When you put it that way..." With speed he didn't know he had, he ducked under Alan's arm and managed to turn him, pushing his chest against the side of the pool and settling close behind him.
"Rob--" Lips on his swallowed the second syllable as Robert leaned over his shoulder, bringing his hand around the other to caress his cheek with palm and thumb as he briefly deepened the kiss.
Robert gently licked his lips as if in a sweet farewell before pulling away, then kissing down Alan's neck to his shoulder, dragging teeth and tongue over the damp surface. He slid his hand down Alan's other side, mirroring his mouth's path, squeezing his shoulder. Then he dipped the hand under the water, feeling Alan's chest tremble under his fingertips. He reached lower, tickling through the curls of pubic hair. Just as he grabbed hold of Alan's dick, he gently bit Alan's shoulder, feeling Alan buck into his hand, try to jerk away from the pain, and gasp into his ear all at the same time.
Alan grasped the edge of the pool for dear life, bowing his head against his white-knuckled hands, feeling hot breath breathed deliberately against his neck. His whole body trembled as Robert pressed closer and his grip tightened, thumb brushing the head of his dick. He vaguely wondered how Robert had managed to turn the tables on him. Willing himself not to lose it, he tried to focus on the pain in his shoulder, but lips and tongue were massaging the hurt away, leaving a warm tingling sensation that was vibrating throughout his entire body. "You don't...happen....to have a...con...dom stashed anywhere?" Alan panted hopefully.
"Other birthday suit," Robert said with regret. He was tempted to go track one down, but he didn't want to lose this moment, this feeling, as Alan squirmed against him. Robert wished he could see Alan's face. He closed his eyes when he heard his name whispered, wondering if Alan was close. He moved his hand slowly and lightly, letting the water that was parting away from his hand create most of the sensation.
Alan pressed his head back and pressed his cheek to Robert's ear. His mouth was slightly open and wordless noises escaped in time with the ripples that crashed against his waist. He had an urge to let his feet float up, leaving him cradled in Robert's gentle and persistent hands. He forced his feet to remain on the hard concrete surface and willed himself not to drift away from Robert. He felt a tighter and more aggressive turn to Robert's grip and found it too much to take. His feet floated off the bottom of the pool, no longer able to keep them down. His hips joined Robert's hand's steady pace and Alan felt a floating sensation, like a part of him was leaving his body and being lifted right out of the pool before slamming right back where it belonged, his whole body suddenly feeling as though poked by a thousand needles. "God... yesss" were the only words that seemed to make any sense.
Robert was happy that he could successfully demonstrate that turnabout was fair play and he laughed, nuzzling Alan's neck and holding him tight as Alan's feet returned to the pool floor. He cautiously relaxed his grip once he could trust that Alan would not slip into the pool and drown. "Okay?"
"Mr Leonard, you surprise me." Alan felt a poking in his back. "My turn.."
Robert swam away. "No, let's go in and get out of the sun." He reached the metal stairs and pulled himself out of the pool, then dashing inside to the shower.
Alan rolled his eyes and resisted calling Robert a tease. They both already knew it. He swam over to the edge and grabbed Robert's glasses and climbed out of the pool. He headed to the sound of the shower, looking forward to rinsing out the clorine and finding new ways to play with Robert.
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