Short Fiction: Here's To The Bubbles.
Title: Here's To The Bubbles
Author: pieofthetiger
Genre: Hancest ; Pairing: Zaylor.
Chapter: 1/1 ; Word Count: 1425
Rating: Possible 17+ ; Warning: May contain traces of suds.[No seriously; Contains: wet naked teenagers, sexual advances and a drunk Taylor Hanson.]
Written For: getupandgo_25
Prompt(s): jacuzzi; kissing; alcohol; music; and red jelly beans
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I do not know any of the characters personally. All of my fiction is exactly that; FICTION and it all is of my own creative and rather warped mind.
Summary: "Bubbles... bubbles." Taylor mumbled, waving him away and he proceeded to climb fully clothed into the tub, giggling as the water slopped over the sides when he sat down.
"Zaaaac." Taylor half giggled and half snorted, stumbling across the room and leaning against what he thought was a wall; which of course happened to only be a curtain. He let out a squeaking sound as his shoulder thunked against the window pane behind it.
"God you're so wasted Tay." Zachary laughed walking over to help his wavering brother stand properly on his feet.
"Nuh-uh!" Taylor mumbled and wobbled away from him after giving his not so little brother a wriggling hug. Zachary just laughed and followed him over to the small bar fridge, snickering as Taylor pulled out a bottle of champagne.
"You don't like Champagne Taylor." He laughed shaking his head trying to take it off him.
"I do soooo." Taylor laughed and took off with it, trying to pull it open with his teeth.
He walked into the bathroom, his footsteps could be heard from the other side of the room. Zachary sat down on the couch; but jumped back up when Taylor squealed-loudly. He frowned and walked into the bathroom to find Taylor filling the Jacuzzi bath tub with water and pouring in bubbles.
"What ARE you doing?"
"Bubbles... bubbles." Taylor mumbled, waving him away and he proceeded to climb fully clothed into the tub, giggling as the water slopped over the sides when he sat down.
Zac gaped at him a little, watching in astonishment as Taylor then jumped right out of the bath and ran through the hotel room, water soaking the carpet after him. His eyebrow raised as Taylor came back into the bathroom with his arms full.
"What cha got?" Zachary asked trying not to stare as Taylor's water logged jeans slipped down his hips, the water obviously making it impossible for the pants to stay up. If there was a moment that Taylor actually NEEDED suspenders; it was now.
"Wine glasses and red jellybeans." Taylor grinned dropping the packet of red beans to the floor, causing the plastic to split; the beans scattering across the wet floor. "Awww man, i wanted to eat those." Taylor sulked frowning and leaning down to grab a handful of the offending confectionaries, stuffing a couple in his mouth as he climbed back into the bath with the glasses and wine.
"That is so gross Tay."
Taylor just shook his head and pointed to the tap, motioning for Zachary to stop the water before they flooded the bathroom. Zachary sighed and leaned over, not catching the mischievous look in his brothers eyes.
One minute he was turning the tap off and then next he was scrambling to get his head above the water as he was pulled into the bath with his brother. he got to the surface to find a cackling Taylor trying to pour wine into glasses, the booze instead sliding down over his hands into the water as he shook, the laughing making it almost impossible to pour the drinks.
"You're going to pay." Zachary hissed staring at his older brother through wet locks, bubbles clinging to his facial hair.
"Alright Santa... after I pour the drinks." he mumbled and scowled when the glasses were taken from him and the drinks poured properly. "hey I was doing it."
"No... no you weren't"
"Then what was I doing Einstein?" Taylor growled flicking bubbles at him.
"I have no idea... but no way was it called pouring drinks, you got most of it either on you or in the bath." Zac shook his head and handed one of the drinks to Taylor who giggled and raised his glass.
"Here's to the bubbles!"
Zac just rolled his eyes and took a mouthful of the wine, watching as Taylor sculled it down like water, depositing the glass on the floor before his hands disappeared beneath the water. Zachary arched a brow as they reappeared with the hem of his shirt in his hands.
"Uh... Tay?"
"Yeah Zaccy?"
"What ARE you doing now?" Zachary asked as he watched Taylor peel the wet material off his damp skin, baring his nearly smooth chest.
"Getting naked." Taylor responded throwing his shirt behind him, the pile of wet material hitting the floor with a wet slapping sound.
"Why exactly?"
"Because I want to." Taylor just replied, his hands disappearing beneath the water again. Zachary swallowed heavily and decided he probably needed another drink to handle this side of Taylor. he quickly finished his wine and poured himself another; his eyes widening as Taylor's hips thrust up out of the water, his fists yanking down his jeans.
Zac closed his eyes.
Taylor wasn't wearing underwear! Why wasn't he wearing any underwear?!!
"Zac! Help!" Taylor whined wriggling so much that the water was splashing everywhere. If Zachary DIDN'T help then they would have to pay to cover the mess his brother made. Slowly he pried open his eyes and lifted the bottle to his lips taking a long and deep drink. He placed the bottle down on the floor again and eyed his brother up seriously.
His brother hips were out of the water, his jeans half way pulled down his milk white thighs, water dribbling down his chest to pool in his navel. Zachary grimaced when he realized that he was in fact STARING at his brother like he was some kind of platter.
"Zac!"
Shaking himself out of the thought induced trace, Zachary grabbed hold of the jeans and tugged at them, grunting when they wouldn't budge. That was annoying considering only moments ago they had been falling DOWN.
Shifting in the water, Zachary moved so he was over his brother and started to help him peel them off, the rough denim peeling down his long legs. This was taking too long!
Zachary gave them a hard pull and bit back a laugh as the movement caused the pretty blond to disappear under the water. Taylor came back up with a splutter, kicking his legs and sending not only the jeans but also a good amount of water to the already soaked floor.
"I hate you!" Taylor snapped indignantly as he tried to look angry; this only seemed to make Zachary laugh harder. Taylor was a sight to behold, his hair matted to his face, clinging to the tip of his nose.
Huffing rather loudly, Taylor grabbed Zachary by the ankle and yanked him under, sending water up Zac's nose and Taylor into loud annoying laughter.
Flailing, Zachary grabbed out and yanked Taylor down with him, the two struggling to keep the other under the water and get to the surface themselves. Soon they were a tangle of limbs, Taylor's naked legs entwined with Zachary's jeans covered ones.
After a few minutes of fighting, coughing and splashing, Taylor ended up straddling Zachary, trying to build 'snowy mountain' on his head with the rapidly fading bath suds.
"Stop it Taylor... geez. Can't you find something better to do?"
Taylor paused and Zachary found himself wondering if that had been the wrong thing to ask the obviously inebriated blond.
He was right.
Because at that very moment Zachary experiences something he probably should have. Taylor had a hard on and it was pressing not so gently into his own groin.
"T-tay..."
"I know, I'm super horny Zaccy." Taylor whined reaching below the water and grasping himself the motion easily felt against his own groin. But when Taylor actually started to move his hand and moan; Zac found that he couldn't look away from the scene in front of him.
He started to get hard himself, making him feel ashamed and a little restless. Taylor looked at him and moved his face closer, his pink, wet tongue running over his lips. "Zac... I'm get off on you kay?"
"...kay." Zachary found himself breathlessly replying to his brother.
What else could he say? No?
Well he supposed he could of, but he couldn't seem to get his lips around the word. Talking about lips... Taylor's seemed to be getting closer.
...and closer.
Zac's eyes widened when Taylor sloppily kissed him, his hand still pumping lazily at the erection between his legs. Zachary froze, his whole body tense as Taylor twisted and poked his tongue between his lips, finding entrance and quickly finding home in his mouth.
Finally Zachary started to kiss him back, he wasn't sure why but Taylor tasted better than anything else he'd tasted in a long time.
Something had changed about the kiss and Zachary could figure out what. He opened his eyes to look into Taylor's only to find them closed.
Damn.
His brother was asleep.
Author: pieofthetiger
Genre: Hancest ; Pairing: Zaylor.
Chapter: 1/1 ; Word Count: 1425
Rating: Possible 17+ ; Warning: May contain traces of suds.[No seriously; Contains: wet naked teenagers, sexual advances and a drunk Taylor Hanson.]
Written For: getupandgo_25
Prompt(s): jacuzzi; kissing; alcohol; music; and red jelly beans
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I do not know any of the characters personally. All of my fiction is exactly that; FICTION and it all is of my own creative and rather warped mind.
Summary: "Bubbles... bubbles." Taylor mumbled, waving him away and he proceeded to climb fully clothed into the tub, giggling as the water slopped over the sides when he sat down.
"Zaaaac." Taylor half giggled and half snorted, stumbling across the room and leaning against what he thought was a wall; which of course happened to only be a curtain. He let out a squeaking sound as his shoulder thunked against the window pane behind it.
"God you're so wasted Tay." Zachary laughed walking over to help his wavering brother stand properly on his feet.
"Nuh-uh!" Taylor mumbled and wobbled away from him after giving his not so little brother a wriggling hug. Zachary just laughed and followed him over to the small bar fridge, snickering as Taylor pulled out a bottle of champagne.
"You don't like Champagne Taylor." He laughed shaking his head trying to take it off him.
"I do soooo." Taylor laughed and took off with it, trying to pull it open with his teeth.
He walked into the bathroom, his footsteps could be heard from the other side of the room. Zachary sat down on the couch; but jumped back up when Taylor squealed-loudly. He frowned and walked into the bathroom to find Taylor filling the Jacuzzi bath tub with water and pouring in bubbles.
"What ARE you doing?"
"Bubbles... bubbles." Taylor mumbled, waving him away and he proceeded to climb fully clothed into the tub, giggling as the water slopped over the sides when he sat down.
Zac gaped at him a little, watching in astonishment as Taylor then jumped right out of the bath and ran through the hotel room, water soaking the carpet after him. His eyebrow raised as Taylor came back into the bathroom with his arms full.
"What cha got?" Zachary asked trying not to stare as Taylor's water logged jeans slipped down his hips, the water obviously making it impossible for the pants to stay up. If there was a moment that Taylor actually NEEDED suspenders; it was now.
"Wine glasses and red jellybeans." Taylor grinned dropping the packet of red beans to the floor, causing the plastic to split; the beans scattering across the wet floor. "Awww man, i wanted to eat those." Taylor sulked frowning and leaning down to grab a handful of the offending confectionaries, stuffing a couple in his mouth as he climbed back into the bath with the glasses and wine.
"That is so gross Tay."
Taylor just shook his head and pointed to the tap, motioning for Zachary to stop the water before they flooded the bathroom. Zachary sighed and leaned over, not catching the mischievous look in his brothers eyes.
One minute he was turning the tap off and then next he was scrambling to get his head above the water as he was pulled into the bath with his brother. he got to the surface to find a cackling Taylor trying to pour wine into glasses, the booze instead sliding down over his hands into the water as he shook, the laughing making it almost impossible to pour the drinks.
"You're going to pay." Zachary hissed staring at his older brother through wet locks, bubbles clinging to his facial hair.
"Alright Santa... after I pour the drinks." he mumbled and scowled when the glasses were taken from him and the drinks poured properly. "hey I was doing it."
"No... no you weren't"
"Then what was I doing Einstein?" Taylor growled flicking bubbles at him.
"I have no idea... but no way was it called pouring drinks, you got most of it either on you or in the bath." Zac shook his head and handed one of the drinks to Taylor who giggled and raised his glass.
"Here's to the bubbles!"
Zac just rolled his eyes and took a mouthful of the wine, watching as Taylor sculled it down like water, depositing the glass on the floor before his hands disappeared beneath the water. Zachary arched a brow as they reappeared with the hem of his shirt in his hands.
"Uh... Tay?"
"Yeah Zaccy?"
"What ARE you doing now?" Zachary asked as he watched Taylor peel the wet material off his damp skin, baring his nearly smooth chest.
"Getting naked." Taylor responded throwing his shirt behind him, the pile of wet material hitting the floor with a wet slapping sound.
"Why exactly?"
"Because I want to." Taylor just replied, his hands disappearing beneath the water again. Zachary swallowed heavily and decided he probably needed another drink to handle this side of Taylor. he quickly finished his wine and poured himself another; his eyes widening as Taylor's hips thrust up out of the water, his fists yanking down his jeans.
Zac closed his eyes.
Taylor wasn't wearing underwear! Why wasn't he wearing any underwear?!!
"Zac! Help!" Taylor whined wriggling so much that the water was splashing everywhere. If Zachary DIDN'T help then they would have to pay to cover the mess his brother made. Slowly he pried open his eyes and lifted the bottle to his lips taking a long and deep drink. He placed the bottle down on the floor again and eyed his brother up seriously.
His brother hips were out of the water, his jeans half way pulled down his milk white thighs, water dribbling down his chest to pool in his navel. Zachary grimaced when he realized that he was in fact STARING at his brother like he was some kind of platter.
"Zac!"
Shaking himself out of the thought induced trace, Zachary grabbed hold of the jeans and tugged at them, grunting when they wouldn't budge. That was annoying considering only moments ago they had been falling DOWN.
Shifting in the water, Zachary moved so he was over his brother and started to help him peel them off, the rough denim peeling down his long legs. This was taking too long!
Zachary gave them a hard pull and bit back a laugh as the movement caused the pretty blond to disappear under the water. Taylor came back up with a splutter, kicking his legs and sending not only the jeans but also a good amount of water to the already soaked floor.
"I hate you!" Taylor snapped indignantly as he tried to look angry; this only seemed to make Zachary laugh harder. Taylor was a sight to behold, his hair matted to his face, clinging to the tip of his nose.
Huffing rather loudly, Taylor grabbed Zachary by the ankle and yanked him under, sending water up Zac's nose and Taylor into loud annoying laughter.
Flailing, Zachary grabbed out and yanked Taylor down with him, the two struggling to keep the other under the water and get to the surface themselves. Soon they were a tangle of limbs, Taylor's naked legs entwined with Zachary's jeans covered ones.
After a few minutes of fighting, coughing and splashing, Taylor ended up straddling Zachary, trying to build 'snowy mountain' on his head with the rapidly fading bath suds.
"Stop it Taylor... geez. Can't you find something better to do?"
Taylor paused and Zachary found himself wondering if that had been the wrong thing to ask the obviously inebriated blond.
He was right.
Because at that very moment Zachary experiences something he probably should have. Taylor had a hard on and it was pressing not so gently into his own groin.
"T-tay..."
"I know, I'm super horny Zaccy." Taylor whined reaching below the water and grasping himself the motion easily felt against his own groin. But when Taylor actually started to move his hand and moan; Zac found that he couldn't look away from the scene in front of him.
He started to get hard himself, making him feel ashamed and a little restless. Taylor looked at him and moved his face closer, his pink, wet tongue running over his lips. "Zac... I'm get off on you kay?"
"...kay." Zachary found himself breathlessly replying to his brother.
What else could he say? No?
Well he supposed he could of, but he couldn't seem to get his lips around the word. Talking about lips... Taylor's seemed to be getting closer.
...and closer.
Zac's eyes widened when Taylor sloppily kissed him, his hand still pumping lazily at the erection between his legs. Zachary froze, his whole body tense as Taylor twisted and poked his tongue between his lips, finding entrance and quickly finding home in his mouth.
Finally Zachary started to kiss him back, he wasn't sure why but Taylor tasted better than anything else he'd tasted in a long time.
Something had changed about the kiss and Zachary could figure out what. He opened his eyes to look into Taylor's only to find them closed.
Damn.
His brother was asleep.