Fic: No Win Situation
Title: No Win Situation - Chapter Eight
Pairing: Michael/Ned
Rating: Through to NC-17
Summary: Michael and his mom have moved from the big city to a small town, will he be able to bury his ghosts with a little help from his neighbour? Or will he always feel the shadows around him...
Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven |
Michael waited for Ned to come downstairs, he was no longer than five minutes, Michael assumed that he was getting Molly changed, he looked up and smiled as he walked in. Ned immediately sat next to him, making Michael smile softly instead of flinching away.
“What do you fancy for lunch?” Michael bit his lip, he took a deep breath and whispered, ‘You.’, looking away, sucking his lip softly. Ned moved closer, cupping Michael’s face softly, stroking his thumb over his cheek, he pressed his lips against Michael’s, smiling when he felt all the tension from Michael lift away, he kissed him slowly, his tongue softly brushing over Michael’s until he had a lap full of the younger boy, his arms around his shoulders, his body arching against him and his kisses becoming eager. Ned whimpered softly, he felt Mike’s youth slip into the kiss, exhilaration filling him. It became messy, hands in hair, lips pressing harder, hands pulling the other closer. Ned pulled away when they were both fearing of passing out from lack of air. Michael panted as Ned kissed down his jaw, his lips attacking his neck, sucking at his pulse point lightly. Michael whimpered, rocking against him slightly, his whole body feeling things he had never felt before. Ned sucked his neck harder, leaving a small mark, his teeth scraping down his neck. Michael moaned loudly, bucking up against him. He felt Ned grow hard against his leg; he rolled his hips slowly, biting his lip. Ned pushed Michael up, against the wall and ground his hips hard against Michael’s, both creating a perfect amount of friction for Ned. He rocked his hips harder; Ned kissed down his neck, sucking lightly, needily. Michael’s fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer, pulling him on him more. They moaned, hips moving frantically.
Ned rocked his hips harder and faster, nearing his orgasm quicker than he had before, Michael made him feel like a teenager again. His body tensed as Michael kissed him needily, he moaned against his lips as he came hard in his trousers, a soft blush of embarrassment hazing his features - it had been a long time since he had come undone in his trousers. He looks at Mike, kissing him softly, playing with his hair. Ned notices Michael’s lack of erection and smiles comfortingly at him.
“I haven’t been on these for long...” He whispers, embarrassed, resting his head on his shoulder and playing with his hair softly.
Ned pulls him onto his lap and kisses his forehead, cradling him protectively.
“What about Julie?” Michael asks after a moment’s content silence.
“I... Honestly, I don’t know,” he whispers. “I love her. She’s perfect. Everything is with her. But then I met you and perfect wasn’t as important as it once was. I can’t stop staring at you. I feel infatuated. So much so. Nothing matters when I am around you.”
“You shouldn’t be feeling like that though, should you?” He whispers softly.
“No... I really shouldn’t, but you can’t help who you like.” Michael tries to pull from his arms; Ned has a strong grip on him.
“Please let go of me.” Ned’s hold tightens. “I’ve got to go home.” He whispers, his heartbreak plastered on his face. “I’ve just... Sorry,” Ned lets go of him, he whimpers and runs out and across the road, tears streaming down his face as he locked himself in his bedroom.
Pairing: Michael/Ned
Rating: Through to NC-17
Summary: Michael and his mom have moved from the big city to a small town, will he be able to bury his ghosts with a little help from his neighbour? Or will he always feel the shadows around him...
Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven |
Michael waited for Ned to come downstairs, he was no longer than five minutes, Michael assumed that he was getting Molly changed, he looked up and smiled as he walked in. Ned immediately sat next to him, making Michael smile softly instead of flinching away.
“What do you fancy for lunch?” Michael bit his lip, he took a deep breath and whispered, ‘You.’, looking away, sucking his lip softly. Ned moved closer, cupping Michael’s face softly, stroking his thumb over his cheek, he pressed his lips against Michael’s, smiling when he felt all the tension from Michael lift away, he kissed him slowly, his tongue softly brushing over Michael’s until he had a lap full of the younger boy, his arms around his shoulders, his body arching against him and his kisses becoming eager. Ned whimpered softly, he felt Mike’s youth slip into the kiss, exhilaration filling him. It became messy, hands in hair, lips pressing harder, hands pulling the other closer. Ned pulled away when they were both fearing of passing out from lack of air. Michael panted as Ned kissed down his jaw, his lips attacking his neck, sucking at his pulse point lightly. Michael whimpered, rocking against him slightly, his whole body feeling things he had never felt before. Ned sucked his neck harder, leaving a small mark, his teeth scraping down his neck. Michael moaned loudly, bucking up against him. He felt Ned grow hard against his leg; he rolled his hips slowly, biting his lip. Ned pushed Michael up, against the wall and ground his hips hard against Michael’s, both creating a perfect amount of friction for Ned. He rocked his hips harder; Ned kissed down his neck, sucking lightly, needily. Michael’s fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer, pulling him on him more. They moaned, hips moving frantically.
Ned rocked his hips harder and faster, nearing his orgasm quicker than he had before, Michael made him feel like a teenager again. His body tensed as Michael kissed him needily, he moaned against his lips as he came hard in his trousers, a soft blush of embarrassment hazing his features - it had been a long time since he had come undone in his trousers. He looks at Mike, kissing him softly, playing with his hair. Ned notices Michael’s lack of erection and smiles comfortingly at him.
“I haven’t been on these for long...” He whispers, embarrassed, resting his head on his shoulder and playing with his hair softly.
Ned pulls him onto his lap and kisses his forehead, cradling him protectively.
“What about Julie?” Michael asks after a moment’s content silence.
“I... Honestly, I don’t know,” he whispers. “I love her. She’s perfect. Everything is with her. But then I met you and perfect wasn’t as important as it once was. I can’t stop staring at you. I feel infatuated. So much so. Nothing matters when I am around you.”
“You shouldn’t be feeling like that though, should you?” He whispers softly.
“No... I really shouldn’t, but you can’t help who you like.” Michael tries to pull from his arms; Ned has a strong grip on him.
“Please let go of me.” Ned’s hold tightens. “I’ve got to go home.” He whispers, his heartbreak plastered on his face. “I’ve just... Sorry,” Ned lets go of him, he whimpers and runs out and across the road, tears streaming down his face as he locked himself in his bedroom.