19 - More potassium than DMil's banana
*waves to everyone who is still around*
It's great to still see people prompting and writing :) We may have lost a few people on the way but we also had some new intake. Thanks for keeping this place alive!
Let's hope that conference season and the next election will help to pick up the pace a bit.
The ususal stuff:
1) All fills for prompts of ( Read more... )
It's great to still see people prompting and writing :) We may have lost a few people on the way but we also had some new intake. Thanks for keeping this place alive!
Let's hope that conference season and the next election will help to pick up the pace a bit.
The ususal stuff:
1) All fills for prompts of ( Read more... )
“Well,” Ed replied, “I only mention it because you clearly fancy me.”
Andy stopped breathing, dizziness reeling through his mind. He really didn’t know how to reply this time. It wasn’t that it was untrue, it was just -
“You know that?” Andy said, very very quietly. He had been so careful.
“I figured it out yesterday,” Ed said, his voice ringing with pride. “I knew as soon as you put those laces on.”
“You knew… because of my laces?” Andy said, his voice sceptical.
“Also, you look nice in a football kit,” Ed continued, far more confidently now. “So I must look nice in mine as well, right? And you had your eyes all over me.”
“That’s because you were doing all those stupid poses!” Andy protested. “You looked like you wanted to be in some sort of calender!”
Ed looked suitably crestfallen. “You mean it wasn’t because I looked ridiculously attractive?”
“You - did look quite nice,” Andy confessed.
Ed brightened. “So you liked the poses?”
“I never - “
“But you didn’t want to stay with me last night?”
“Ed, you were drunk out of your skull! And it doesn’t work like that. And how did I know you were doing it because you wanted me?” Then, because Ed looked like a kicked puppy, he added, “But it is nice to know it was deliberate.”
Ed smiled and stroked a thumb across Andy’s cheek. Andy became suddenly and distractingly aware that he could feel Ed’s breath against his face and, a hot thrill running through his body, Ed’s hand on his thigh.
Ed’s face was so close to his own. Shaking with nerves, Andy inched himself forward, their lips almost touching, his eyes on Ed’s the whole time.
Ed kissed him. It was surprisingly soft at first, almost tentative, before it became rougher, more urgent, more Balls-ish. And Ed’s hands were everywhere - stroking across his back, his chest, running down his tie… Andy tried to respond in kind, but ended up with a hand clutching desperately at Ed’s shirt.
They broke apart, and Andy felt good with Ed’s arms around his waist.
“So,” Ed said, mischief glinting in his eyes, “I can stay over here tonight then?”
Ed had said the words half-jokingly, yet Andy could, with his head spinning in fear and elation, tell that it was a serious question.
“I - “ This was it. Andy took a deep breath. “I’ve only been with a man before once. And that was at university. And I was drunker than you were last night.”
Ed’s fingers found the base on Andy’s hair, winding themselves into the strands. “Do you think that I mind that?”
From the need apparent in Ed’s face, it was clear that he didn’t.
“Can’t a man be nervous?”
“I’ll be gentle with you,” Ed said teasingly, running his fingers down Andy’s spine.
“Christ,” Andy arched his back to Ed’s touch, “I hope not.”
Ed’s eyes darted to the squat cabinet that stood beside the bed. “Do you have any lube?”
“Yeah…” Andy replied, a new worry blooming in his mind. “But I’m not sure - I mean - As I said, I’ve never - “
Ed bit his lip, and looked up at Andy with big eyes. It was surprisingly sweet. “I was thinking about you fucking me, actually. If that’s ok.”
Andy’s breath hitched.
“But you don’t have to,” Ed babbled. “If you don’t want to. I mean, look - “
Andy cupped a hand around the back of Ed’s neck and kissed him. Hard. And Ed was taking off his Labour red tie.
He unbuttoned Ed’s shirt with trembling fingers, his eyes moving over every inch of exposed flesh, trying to memorise every curve. And, somehow, Ed soon had him sprawled naked on the bed, their bodies creasing the white sheets as they frantically kissed.
Ed’s lips moved down Andy’s neck, down Andy’s chest, and Andy groaned with arousal as he realised what was coming next.
Ed had the self control to lick up Andy’s thighs first, teasing around the base of Andy’s cock as Andy cursed him.
“Ed, just - “ Andy’s mind was racing enough that this was actually happening “ - please.”
Ed responded by lifting up his head and licking one long stripe up his own palm. Then he winked at Andy.
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