HIGNFY Fanfic
Fic:
Title: A welcome return.
Pairings: Ian/Paul
Rating: Mild adult content.
Summary: After the first show of series 12, Paul is back and Ian is happy.
Disclaimer: This never happened as far as I'm aware. There is no offence meant to anyone mentioned in it.
Author's Notes Inspired by this fanfic. Based on the first episode of series 12 where Paul rejoins the show.
This is my first fanfic so hope you enjoy. Comments welcome.
Ian felt happy. At least he thought he did. He felt happy because things seemed to be back to normal. He had lost the game, no change there, but the show had gone well and it’s stability was back.
However, he wanted to tell someone something and had no idea where to start or whether it would backfire on him.
Ian walked down the corridor towards Paul’s dressing room door and knocked.
“Come in”
Ian pushed open the door. Paul was sitting on the sofa with his casual shirt slightly open in a slightly flirtatious manner making Ian very aware of his own attire, still in a wasitcoat and bowtie.
“Good show tonight” he said. “Good to have you back who I can actually have a laugh with rather than Piers Moron”.
Paul looked at him laughing. “You missed me then have you” “I knew you’d be happy I’d when I’d joined you again”
Ian looked slightly embarrassed. He could feel Paul’s eyes smiling at him with that cheeky grin.
He was such a flirt.
Ian wanted to tell him.
“Well, actually.. I have missed you quite a lot. And not just for lack of a good opposite team captain”
“Really?”
“I’ve been thinking about you a lot. I know you tend to flirt with me a lot and I think I’m in love with you”
“Blimey Mr Hislop. I like you a lot but I never thought I’d hear that from a straight faced guy like you”
Ian tried to be cool but he felt nervous and was starting to shake.
Paul stood up and walked towards him putting his arms around Ian’s waist. “You know” he said in a slightly more softer tone. “I think I really like you too”. He kept staring into Ian’s eyes which were still looking into his from his shorter height.
“The problem is, I don’t know exactly what I want from this” said Ian. His voice was almost quivering and sounded very small and upset.
“Hey, come here. I’ll show you what you want” said Paul sounding so sincere in his words.
His lips went towards Ian’s placing a gentle kiss on his lips, soft at first and then as Ian started to kiss back, harder and more firm. Paul’s hands were on Ian’s back, moving up towards his shoulders. One of Ian’s hands went around the back of Paul and held onto him as his other hand felt the curves of Paul’s midriff and up onto his chest.
Paul started pulling Ian’s jacket off, trying to get closer to Ian.
“Wait” said Ian breathlessly. He had to be more cool and in control.
Ian took Paul’s hand and let him to the big sofa in the corner. Paul sat, waiting for Ian to speak again but Ian took him by surprise with an intense kiss, pushing him into a lying position on the sofa. While on top of him, he struggled out of his own jacket and started removing Paul’s shirt. “That’s better,” said Paul. “Now let me take that posh waistcoat off and let me at what’s underneath”
There was more urgency in their air as they undressed each other in order to be closer.
As Paul held Ian in his arms in a spoon position on the sofa, Ian felt happier and more complete.