It's been a way long time, but this request has always intrigued me.
Justin's cuddled into JC's side. They're at some party for something. Justin doesn't remember, doesn't care. He's tired and a little cranky, ready for bed. Well, sort of. Ready to go home, anyway.
But JC is talking to some chick, hands moving quickly as he emphasizes his points. Every third poke at the air he rubs a hand down Justin's back, just to the edge of his pants. Justin isn't really paying attention to what he's saying, who he's talking to.
Suddenly JC starts to stand, pulls Justin up with him. Shaking himself, Justin blinks a few times, reorients himself.
As everything comes into focus Justin realizes who JC was talking to, is still talking to. One hand on Justin's lower back, JC is offering his other arm towards Carrie Underwood.
She's petite, smaller than Justin thought watching her on television. He watches as she takes JC's arm, smiles up at him. Straight white teeth and Justin wonders absently what it would be like to kiss her. She probably tastes like peaches, smells like vanilla.
He's sure she's a good kisser. Would love to wrap his hands around her little waist. JC breaks into his thoughts, voice pitched low, hand guiding him gently toward the door.
"Ready to go?" Justin just nods, is still caught up in what it would be like to kiss Carrie. Her southern drawl and wonderful curves.
Once they're in the limo, all three of them, Justin leans back into JC. He feels the vibrations, doesn't really listen to his words.
"You just have to be yourself. Take it one day at a time." Justin's heard it all before. Could probably recite the words in his sleep. But he loves listening to JC tell her anyway.
There's more, something that makes her giggle. A pretty little melody and Justin smiles, sits up. She's still giggling when he leans closer, presses his lips to her.
He catches her by suprise, but she doesn't stop him. Just sinks into him, kisses him back. He was right. She smells like vanilla. Tastes more like champagne, but he can taste the chocolate she must have had earlier, and peaches.
Justin can feel JC's hand solid on his back, even as he slides his tongue against Carrie's, touches the curve of her hip.
He finally pulls away, sinks back into JC who just smiles, kisses him lightly.
"Most importantly, don't let old men take advantage of you." Justin laughs, presses his lips to JC's neck. He always loves it when JC gives him advice.
Justin's cuddled into JC's side. They're at some party for something. Justin doesn't remember, doesn't care. He's tired and a little cranky, ready for bed. Well, sort of. Ready to go home, anyway.
But JC is talking to some chick, hands moving quickly as he emphasizes his points. Every third poke at the air he rubs a hand down Justin's back, just to the edge of his pants. Justin isn't really paying attention to what he's saying, who he's talking to.
Suddenly JC starts to stand, pulls Justin up with him. Shaking himself, Justin blinks a few times, reorients himself.
As everything comes into focus Justin realizes who JC was talking to, is still talking to. One hand on Justin's lower back, JC is offering his other arm towards Carrie Underwood.
She's petite, smaller than Justin thought watching her on television. He watches as she takes JC's arm, smiles up at him. Straight white teeth and Justin wonders absently what it would be like to kiss her. She probably tastes like peaches, smells like vanilla.
He's sure she's a good kisser. Would love to wrap his hands around her little waist. JC breaks into his thoughts, voice pitched low, hand guiding him gently toward the door.
"Ready to go?" Justin just nods, is still caught up in what it would be like to kiss Carrie. Her southern drawl and wonderful curves.
Once they're in the limo, all three of them, Justin leans back into JC. He feels the vibrations, doesn't really listen to his words.
"You just have to be yourself. Take it one day at a time." Justin's heard it all before. Could probably recite the words in his sleep. But he loves listening to JC tell her anyway.
There's more, something that makes her giggle. A pretty little melody and Justin smiles, sits up. She's still giggling when he leans closer, presses his lips to her.
He catches her by suprise, but she doesn't stop him. Just sinks into him, kisses him back. He was right. She smells like vanilla. Tastes more like champagne, but he can taste the chocolate she must have had earlier, and peaches.
Justin can feel JC's hand solid on his back, even as he slides his tongue against Carrie's, touches the curve of her hip.
He finally pulls away, sinks back into JC who just smiles, kisses him lightly.
"Most importantly, don't let old men take advantage of you." Justin laughs, presses his lips to JC's neck. He always loves it when JC gives him advice.
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Thank you! It had just the right amount of sweet and sexy. What I wouldn't give to have seen that kiss play out in the limo. LoL.
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