Short Mike/Rudy ficlet
“Wait, wait. Rudy, stop.”
Mike heard Rudy sigh from somewhere under his jaw and instantly felt the loss of warmth as he pulled his body away. Mike really hated to do this, but his mind was starting to go fuzzy and he had to know. He had to be certain. “Rudy, are you - are you sure?”
Rudy lifted his head to stare Mike in the eyes and Mike immediately felt like the biggest twit ever. God, what was he thinking, stopping at a time like this? Was he really this girly and insecure?
“I’m sorry, just forget - “ Rudy held a finger to Mike’s lips, and then paused.
“Ever since the first time I heard you laugh,” Rudy whispered, “I’ve done everything in my power to hear that sound as often as possible,” To prove his point, Rudy trailed a finger lightly down Mike’s side, which trembled with his surprised giggles. Rudy gripped Mike’s hip. “For the past five years, however, it has been my secret mission to discover just how many different - more enticing - sounds you can make.”
“Rudy, what - nmmph!” Mike felt a sharp pain as Rudy stopped sucking the hollow of his throat and nipped at his chin instead.
“No. No biting your lip. I need to hear you, Mike.”
“But Ru - ah-ahhn!”
Rudy smiled. “That’s a start.”