The Mighty Boosh fic - Just how deep you can fall
Title: Just how deep you can fall
Word Count: 200
Genre: RPS
Pairing: Noel/Julian
Rating: R
Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction. No profit has been made.
A/N: Written for Challenge #2 at boosh_shorts - Food & Drink
A/N2:It's angsty because I can't write anything but this. I tried fluff but it just didn't feel right. FAIL T_T
Just how deep you can fall
It’s Noel who wants some control over it in the end. He chooses the bar, orders the drinks, leaves through the back door. When Julian finds him in the dark alley Noel is barely breathing but he nods anyway. Julian helps him out of his boots and jeans, tries taking the still full bottle from his hand but Noel grips it like a lifebelt, shaking his head violently - it’s going to be an excuse later, because it has to be something. So Julian just kisses him, trying to ignore the fact that Noel was never more sober in his entire life.
He does everything like Noel asked before, - hard and fast Julian, I need you to fuck me like that, just this once, do you understand? I need this for us to go on, so I can function again when you are around - and with every thrust he wants nothing more than to make this last, but Noel whimpers against his shoulder and fuck it, how does Noel think he is going to function after this?
When Noel comes - silently, head bent back against the brick wall - the bottle slides from his fingers, dark liquid spilling over them like doom.
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Word Count: 200
Genre: RPS
Pairing: Noel/Julian
Rating: R
Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction. No profit has been made.
A/N: Written for Challenge #2 at boosh_shorts - Food & Drink
A/N2:It's angsty because I can't write anything but this. I tried fluff but it just didn't feel right. FAIL T_T
Just how deep you can fall
It’s Noel who wants some control over it in the end. He chooses the bar, orders the drinks, leaves through the back door. When Julian finds him in the dark alley Noel is barely breathing but he nods anyway. Julian helps him out of his boots and jeans, tries taking the still full bottle from his hand but Noel grips it like a lifebelt, shaking his head violently - it’s going to be an excuse later, because it has to be something. So Julian just kisses him, trying to ignore the fact that Noel was never more sober in his entire life.
He does everything like Noel asked before, - hard and fast Julian, I need you to fuck me like that, just this once, do you understand? I need this for us to go on, so I can function again when you are around - and with every thrust he wants nothing more than to make this last, but Noel whimpers against his shoulder and fuck it, how does Noel think he is going to function after this?
When Noel comes - silently, head bent back against the brick wall - the bottle slides from his fingers, dark liquid spilling over them like doom.
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