Warmth
Title: Warmth
Rating: FRT/FRM - SC
Author: physicsmagic13
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THEM! All characters (c) CBS
Cold. Cold is always how he feels; how he has always felt. His chest tightens and freezes whenever an obnoxious comment is thrown his way by the kids at school, or whenever his mother forgets his own name. His burning anger is diffused by ice whenever someone beats him at anything. Ethan and him have a fierce rivalry and Ethan regularly wins, be it a spelling bee or a science fair. So why does he not feel cold around him, but instead he feels warmth engulf his chest? Their rivalry would continue on to college, and the coincidence that they share a dorm at CalTech is overwhelming. CalTech is a fairly small school with about 2200 students, but with that amount, how does it happen that he ends up shacking up with the one person he knows from home, with the one person he’s always felt a burning desire to beat?
The warmth he felt was uncomfortable; sometimes when they spoke Spencer was surprised Ethan couldn’t use his chest as his own person space heater. As time moved on, Ethan and him would speak more and more. People on campus would say that they were friends, best friends. Ethan’s sexual comments were not lost on Spencer, who began to feel more and more as if maybe Ethan felt that same warmth. On more than one occasion when they stayed late in the lab, an observer would notice that Ethan would slowly move his hand onto Spencer’s thigh. But on that particular night, Spencer decided to confront it.
“Ethan, what…?” Though he doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as his breath hitched in his throat; Ethan was whispering a “Shh…” as he slowly moved his face closer to Spencer’s, pushing his lips against his. Spencer isn’t used to this kind of thing and he’s clumsy against Ethan’s own experienced lips. He can feel Ethan’s tongue pushing against his lips asking for entrance, and Spencer grants it. As the minutes wear on, their mouths begin to move in unison when they finally break for air. Spencer’s dizzy, his first kiss has left him mind blown. Ethan smirks at his bewildered expression before standing up and slowly exiting the lab.
It had been three long days since Spencer had seen Ethan; their schedules just didn’t mesh well that week. He had discovered an advancement in the experiment they had been working on and couldn’t wait to share the good news. He ran through the school and out to the dorms at record speed, not even stopping to catch his breath. He can barely breathe as he slams his way into their shared dorm, when he’s stopped dead in his tracks. The sight before his eyes was one he never expected to see. There was Ethan, seated on Spencer’s own bed, his head thrown back in pleasure. Reid moved his eyes down to take in the young brunette girl, her head bobbing up and down Ethan’s manhood. As they both became aware of Spencer standing there, Ethan just stared blankly at him. He glanced down whispering a soft “Keep going,” before closing his eyes again. Spencer felt his eyes start to prickle, and he b-lined for the bathroom. He stood there watching himself cry in the mirror for at least ten minutes until he gathered himself up enough to go to his 2:15 class. He walked slowly, feeling empty inside. For the first time as he thought of Ethan, he felt cold.
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I don't really know what I think of this... It's sort of a late night drabble brought on by no sleep and prompt searching XD I found one called "Warmth" and this just popped into my head, so there we go! Please Read and Review!~
~Spencer
Rating: FRT/FRM - SC
Author: physicsmagic13
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THEM! All characters (c) CBS
Cold. Cold is always how he feels; how he has always felt. His chest tightens and freezes whenever an obnoxious comment is thrown his way by the kids at school, or whenever his mother forgets his own name. His burning anger is diffused by ice whenever someone beats him at anything. Ethan and him have a fierce rivalry and Ethan regularly wins, be it a spelling bee or a science fair. So why does he not feel cold around him, but instead he feels warmth engulf his chest? Their rivalry would continue on to college, and the coincidence that they share a dorm at CalTech is overwhelming. CalTech is a fairly small school with about 2200 students, but with that amount, how does it happen that he ends up shacking up with the one person he knows from home, with the one person he’s always felt a burning desire to beat?
The warmth he felt was uncomfortable; sometimes when they spoke Spencer was surprised Ethan couldn’t use his chest as his own person space heater. As time moved on, Ethan and him would speak more and more. People on campus would say that they were friends, best friends. Ethan’s sexual comments were not lost on Spencer, who began to feel more and more as if maybe Ethan felt that same warmth. On more than one occasion when they stayed late in the lab, an observer would notice that Ethan would slowly move his hand onto Spencer’s thigh. But on that particular night, Spencer decided to confront it.
“Ethan, what…?” Though he doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as his breath hitched in his throat; Ethan was whispering a “Shh…” as he slowly moved his face closer to Spencer’s, pushing his lips against his. Spencer isn’t used to this kind of thing and he’s clumsy against Ethan’s own experienced lips. He can feel Ethan’s tongue pushing against his lips asking for entrance, and Spencer grants it. As the minutes wear on, their mouths begin to move in unison when they finally break for air. Spencer’s dizzy, his first kiss has left him mind blown. Ethan smirks at his bewildered expression before standing up and slowly exiting the lab.
It had been three long days since Spencer had seen Ethan; their schedules just didn’t mesh well that week. He had discovered an advancement in the experiment they had been working on and couldn’t wait to share the good news. He ran through the school and out to the dorms at record speed, not even stopping to catch his breath. He can barely breathe as he slams his way into their shared dorm, when he’s stopped dead in his tracks. The sight before his eyes was one he never expected to see. There was Ethan, seated on Spencer’s own bed, his head thrown back in pleasure. Reid moved his eyes down to take in the young brunette girl, her head bobbing up and down Ethan’s manhood. As they both became aware of Spencer standing there, Ethan just stared blankly at him. He glanced down whispering a soft “Keep going,” before closing his eyes again. Spencer felt his eyes start to prickle, and he b-lined for the bathroom. He stood there watching himself cry in the mirror for at least ten minutes until he gathered himself up enough to go to his 2:15 class. He walked slowly, feeling empty inside. For the first time as he thought of Ethan, he felt cold.
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I don't really know what I think of this... It's sort of a late night drabble brought on by no sleep and prompt searching XD I found one called "Warmth" and this just popped into my head, so there we go! Please Read and Review!~
~Spencer