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Title: When We Met
Pairing: Ace/Spanners
Beta: techh_ism and my gf
Chapters: 4 of 15?
Rating: R
Summery: Before Ace went Dimension hopping he met a young scouser. One meeting changed their lives forever.
Disclaimer: Red Dwarf isn't mine, and Ace and Spanners are sadly the property of Grant Naylor.
Ace and Lister, or rather ‘Spanners’ as Ace nicknamed him, had started ‘dating’ two months ago. Mostly they wrote to each other, but as neither was very sappy, so their letters gave no indication of their relationship.
When Lister turned seventeen he found a job at a local repair shop. Mostly it was just cars, but the pay helped him find his own apartment. He never needed much so he put most of his money away.
A month before his relationship with Ace started, Ace graduated from the Academy and immediately was assigned to a ship. Thankfully the ship didn’t travel far from Earth so when Ace had planet leave he was able to visit Lister.
In the two months of their relationship Lister saw Ace once, the night they got together. They shagged that night. It was very painful, and Lister didn’t think about it very fondly, but it was with Ace, and that kept him awake nights masturbating into dirty socks.
There was no romance that night, as neither of them planned for anything to happen. Instead of romance, it was very to the point. Ace had arrived, mentioning he only had two days before he had to return to the base. They ate curry, Lister showed Ace his new apartment, told him about the new job, and other minor things he left out in his letters. They admitted that they had missed one another. There was kissing, Lister remember the kissing.
After Ace gave him a blow job Lister was shocked he still had the bones to continue. In the end they ended up on the floor, after starting on the couch, limbs tangled, and Lister in pain. He didn’t say anything to Ace, scared that Ace would change his mind if he hurt Lister.
At some point they fell asleep on the floor, and Lister awoke, sore, to the smell of food cooking. He walked to the kitchen, and Ace was standing in his boxers cooking breakfast like he lived there. Lister liked the image.
Breakfast started off in silence, Ace swallowed his eggs, “Do you remember that conversation we had in that dirty garage last year?”
Lister laughed, “Which one?”
“About starting something.”
Lister blushed, “Yea,”
“I like you, Spanners. If you would agree, I’d like to start seeing you.”
Lister didn’t look up from his food, “D’ya shag all yer friends?”
Ace’s eyebrows shot up, “Of course not.”
“Then I think we started ‘seein’’ each other las’ night. And ya already know ‘ow I feel.”
“Do I?”
Lister shot him a look, “Ya know I like ya, Ace. I’ve fancied ya fer a while.”
That was two months ago. When Lister was asked by his boss the other day if he had a girlfriend, as he wanted to set Lister up with his daughter, Lister almost said ‘no’, because he didn’t, but he said ‘yes’ to end the conversation. It did make Lister wonder if ‘boyfriend’ was the right word for Ace. They held hands on the couch before they kissed, they ate together, and slept together, but he rarely saw Ace, and he couldn’t imagine going to the movies with Ace, or regular couple dates.
Calling Ace his ‘boyfriend’ seemed to demean their relationship, even though their relationship was still young. Lister decided to ask Ace about it when came back for planet leave next week. Lister already took the whole week off work, true he needed the money, but he needed to see Ace more.
The week passed so slowly Lister could have sworn he died and hell took the form of being at work waiting for Ace to arrive. The Friday ended with a huge order, Lister had to repair an engine and do almost every check to a Hopper someone brought from Mimas. The suspension was shot, and Lister had to do all the repairs himself because his boss was asleep in the back room.
Lister finally finished the job at almost eleven o’clock, well past his clock out time. Exhausted he wanted to go home and sleep, but he also really needed a drink. Hanging up his mechanic hat, he rubbed his eyes, and clocked out. The night was chilly, but Lister forgot his jacket at home that morning. Perfect smeggin’ day. he thought, bitterly. The streets were crowded with people going out to start their weekend drinking. Jus’ one bevvie, then home and bed. Lister decided as he entered his usual bar.
Without even ordering the bartender gave him his usual lager. Lister nodded in thanks. “Hi,” a voice from his left cooed. Lister turned his head, and a very attractive woman he usually saw on the lap of a different man every week was eyeing him.
“Hi.” Lister said, awkwardly. He never came here to meet people, but to simply drink.
“I’ve seen you around. I’m Lise.”
“Dave.”
“Long day, Dave?”
“Very. Jus’ ‘ere to relax before headin’ home.”
She eyed the grease stains on his fingers. “What do ya do?”
“Mechanic.”
A wide grin spread on her face, “So, you’re good with yer hands?”
Lister laughed, “I suppose.” He took another sip of his lager.
“Wanna show me how good?” her eyes roamed his body.
Lister bit his bottom lip. She was very attractive, and even though he hadn’t seen Ace in two months he was still with Ace. “Sorry, babe. I’m taken.”
She pouted. “If ya become untaken come find me. Just ask fer Lise Yates.” She kissed his on the cheek and went back into the crowd.
Lister finished his lager, ordered one for the road, and paid. He didn’t remember the walk home, but next thing he knew he was holding an empty can of Leopard Lager and his apartment key.
He opened the door, half hoping Ace was waiting for him, but it was empty, and dark. Lister threw the can on the floor along with his pants, shoes, and shirt in a trail leading to the couch, where he collapsed. He flicked on the telly, and curled up hugging the couch pillow.Maybe I should’ve taken ‘er with me? Lister wondered. He was cold but too tired to get a blanket, so he grabbed his discarded shirt and draped it over himself.
Lister awoke when the sun decided to punch him in the face. He pulled the shirt over his head. But instead of a shirt there was a blanket. “Did you know you suck your thumb when you sleep?” a familiar voice asked. The blanket was thrown off, and Lister sat up so fast he almost gave himself whiplash. “You should also lock your door at night.” Ace said grinning at him from where he sat on the floor.
“When did ya get in?” Lister asked, staring.
Ace ran a hand through his hair, “An hour ago. Just came over, and tossed a blanket on you. Then you woke up.”
“Oh. Welcome back.”
Ace grinned, “It’s good to be back.” He stood walking over, and sat beside Lister on the couch. “Why’d you sleep on the couch?”
“I wus tired.
“Drink too much?” Ace asked, eyeing the empty can of lager.
“Nah, jus’ had a lon’ day yesterday.”
“How’s work?”
Lister leaned back, “Exhausting. Apparently Lew taught me too well, me boss doesn’t do any tha work.”
Ace laughed, “Lew says ‘Hi.’, by the way.”
“’Ow is he?”
“He’s fine. Busy.” Ace leaned back as well.
“And you?”
“Very busy. I’m taking the test to get my gold wings in two months, which may or may not clash with our next visit.”
Lister sighed, “Oh well, nuthin’ we can do, ‘eh? It just means ya better pass.”
Ace kissed him. Lister partially wished he hadn’t as he still tasted last night’s lager, and had not brushed his teeth yet, but his concerns disappeared when Ace deepened the kiss. Just as Lister was melting into it the kiss ended. “Want me to make you breakfast?”
Lister’s face lit up, “That would be fantastic. I should shower.”
Ace just smiled, and went to kitchen. Lister stood, quickly undressing, and bolted to the bathroom. The shower after a long day felt fantastic. Lister noted he was running low on soap, he’d have to buy some today. Finally feeling clean, Lister stepped out of the shower, and brushed his teeth. It occurred to him that he had forgotten a change of clothes, before he remembered Ace had seen him naked and it shouldn’t be a problem.
Lister grabbed a towel, and tried to channel his non-existent ninja skills, while walking to his bedroom. He tripped, but Ace remained in the kitchen. Lister dressed in top speed, and went to the kitchen. Ace was sitting at the table, eating a slice of toast with marmalade and reading the paper Lister used to help prop the table leg.
Lister sat, awkwardly, and began to eat his egg on smoked kipper. “Ya really like kippers dun ya?”
“Huh?” Ace’s eye’s met Lister’s, and an eyebrow shot up.
“Ya made them last time too. And ya taste like them.” Lister said taking a bite.
“I suppose I do like them. If you dun I can make you something else.”
“I wasn’t complainin’, Ace. I was just sayin’.”
Ace smiled, “I’m glad you like my cooking. I don’t get to cook for others often.”
“Who taught ya?”
“I taught myself, and we covered it school. Once I moved out I realize I would have to cook for myself, so I learned. Can you cook, Spanners?”
“Nah, I can make wut my friend’s call concoctions, but I can’t cook well.”
“I can teach you. If you’d like.”
“If ya teach me to make curry I might marry ya.”
Ace laughed, but Lister froze, and felt his face burn. He meant it as a joke, and to anyone else it would be, but this was Ace. Thankfully, Ace was laughing, “I’ll hold you to that.” He winked.
Lister’s felt his whole body temperature rise. He forced himself to keep eating so that Ace wouldn’t catch his flustered state.
Pairing: Ace/Spanners
Beta: techh_ism and my gf
Chapters: 4 of 15?
Rating: R
Summery: Before Ace went Dimension hopping he met a young scouser. One meeting changed their lives forever.
Disclaimer: Red Dwarf isn't mine, and Ace and Spanners are sadly the property of Grant Naylor.
Ace and Lister, or rather ‘Spanners’ as Ace nicknamed him, had started ‘dating’ two months ago. Mostly they wrote to each other, but as neither was very sappy, so their letters gave no indication of their relationship.
When Lister turned seventeen he found a job at a local repair shop. Mostly it was just cars, but the pay helped him find his own apartment. He never needed much so he put most of his money away.
A month before his relationship with Ace started, Ace graduated from the Academy and immediately was assigned to a ship. Thankfully the ship didn’t travel far from Earth so when Ace had planet leave he was able to visit Lister.
In the two months of their relationship Lister saw Ace once, the night they got together. They shagged that night. It was very painful, and Lister didn’t think about it very fondly, but it was with Ace, and that kept him awake nights masturbating into dirty socks.
There was no romance that night, as neither of them planned for anything to happen. Instead of romance, it was very to the point. Ace had arrived, mentioning he only had two days before he had to return to the base. They ate curry, Lister showed Ace his new apartment, told him about the new job, and other minor things he left out in his letters. They admitted that they had missed one another. There was kissing, Lister remember the kissing.
After Ace gave him a blow job Lister was shocked he still had the bones to continue. In the end they ended up on the floor, after starting on the couch, limbs tangled, and Lister in pain. He didn’t say anything to Ace, scared that Ace would change his mind if he hurt Lister.
At some point they fell asleep on the floor, and Lister awoke, sore, to the smell of food cooking. He walked to the kitchen, and Ace was standing in his boxers cooking breakfast like he lived there. Lister liked the image.
Breakfast started off in silence, Ace swallowed his eggs, “Do you remember that conversation we had in that dirty garage last year?”
Lister laughed, “Which one?”
“About starting something.”
Lister blushed, “Yea,”
“I like you, Spanners. If you would agree, I’d like to start seeing you.”
Lister didn’t look up from his food, “D’ya shag all yer friends?”
Ace’s eyebrows shot up, “Of course not.”
“Then I think we started ‘seein’’ each other las’ night. And ya already know ‘ow I feel.”
“Do I?”
Lister shot him a look, “Ya know I like ya, Ace. I’ve fancied ya fer a while.”
That was two months ago. When Lister was asked by his boss the other day if he had a girlfriend, as he wanted to set Lister up with his daughter, Lister almost said ‘no’, because he didn’t, but he said ‘yes’ to end the conversation. It did make Lister wonder if ‘boyfriend’ was the right word for Ace. They held hands on the couch before they kissed, they ate together, and slept together, but he rarely saw Ace, and he couldn’t imagine going to the movies with Ace, or regular couple dates.
Calling Ace his ‘boyfriend’ seemed to demean their relationship, even though their relationship was still young. Lister decided to ask Ace about it when came back for planet leave next week. Lister already took the whole week off work, true he needed the money, but he needed to see Ace more.
The week passed so slowly Lister could have sworn he died and hell took the form of being at work waiting for Ace to arrive. The Friday ended with a huge order, Lister had to repair an engine and do almost every check to a Hopper someone brought from Mimas. The suspension was shot, and Lister had to do all the repairs himself because his boss was asleep in the back room.
Lister finally finished the job at almost eleven o’clock, well past his clock out time. Exhausted he wanted to go home and sleep, but he also really needed a drink. Hanging up his mechanic hat, he rubbed his eyes, and clocked out. The night was chilly, but Lister forgot his jacket at home that morning. Perfect smeggin’ day. he thought, bitterly. The streets were crowded with people going out to start their weekend drinking. Jus’ one bevvie, then home and bed. Lister decided as he entered his usual bar.
Without even ordering the bartender gave him his usual lager. Lister nodded in thanks. “Hi,” a voice from his left cooed. Lister turned his head, and a very attractive woman he usually saw on the lap of a different man every week was eyeing him.
“Hi.” Lister said, awkwardly. He never came here to meet people, but to simply drink.
“I’ve seen you around. I’m Lise.”
“Dave.”
“Long day, Dave?”
“Very. Jus’ ‘ere to relax before headin’ home.”
She eyed the grease stains on his fingers. “What do ya do?”
“Mechanic.”
A wide grin spread on her face, “So, you’re good with yer hands?”
Lister laughed, “I suppose.” He took another sip of his lager.
“Wanna show me how good?” her eyes roamed his body.
Lister bit his bottom lip. She was very attractive, and even though he hadn’t seen Ace in two months he was still with Ace. “Sorry, babe. I’m taken.”
She pouted. “If ya become untaken come find me. Just ask fer Lise Yates.” She kissed his on the cheek and went back into the crowd.
Lister finished his lager, ordered one for the road, and paid. He didn’t remember the walk home, but next thing he knew he was holding an empty can of Leopard Lager and his apartment key.
He opened the door, half hoping Ace was waiting for him, but it was empty, and dark. Lister threw the can on the floor along with his pants, shoes, and shirt in a trail leading to the couch, where he collapsed. He flicked on the telly, and curled up hugging the couch pillow.Maybe I should’ve taken ‘er with me? Lister wondered. He was cold but too tired to get a blanket, so he grabbed his discarded shirt and draped it over himself.
Lister awoke when the sun decided to punch him in the face. He pulled the shirt over his head. But instead of a shirt there was a blanket. “Did you know you suck your thumb when you sleep?” a familiar voice asked. The blanket was thrown off, and Lister sat up so fast he almost gave himself whiplash. “You should also lock your door at night.” Ace said grinning at him from where he sat on the floor.
“When did ya get in?” Lister asked, staring.
Ace ran a hand through his hair, “An hour ago. Just came over, and tossed a blanket on you. Then you woke up.”
“Oh. Welcome back.”
Ace grinned, “It’s good to be back.” He stood walking over, and sat beside Lister on the couch. “Why’d you sleep on the couch?”
“I wus tired.
“Drink too much?” Ace asked, eyeing the empty can of lager.
“Nah, jus’ had a lon’ day yesterday.”
“How’s work?”
Lister leaned back, “Exhausting. Apparently Lew taught me too well, me boss doesn’t do any tha work.”
Ace laughed, “Lew says ‘Hi.’, by the way.”
“’Ow is he?”
“He’s fine. Busy.” Ace leaned back as well.
“And you?”
“Very busy. I’m taking the test to get my gold wings in two months, which may or may not clash with our next visit.”
Lister sighed, “Oh well, nuthin’ we can do, ‘eh? It just means ya better pass.”
Ace kissed him. Lister partially wished he hadn’t as he still tasted last night’s lager, and had not brushed his teeth yet, but his concerns disappeared when Ace deepened the kiss. Just as Lister was melting into it the kiss ended. “Want me to make you breakfast?”
Lister’s face lit up, “That would be fantastic. I should shower.”
Ace just smiled, and went to kitchen. Lister stood, quickly undressing, and bolted to the bathroom. The shower after a long day felt fantastic. Lister noted he was running low on soap, he’d have to buy some today. Finally feeling clean, Lister stepped out of the shower, and brushed his teeth. It occurred to him that he had forgotten a change of clothes, before he remembered Ace had seen him naked and it shouldn’t be a problem.
Lister grabbed a towel, and tried to channel his non-existent ninja skills, while walking to his bedroom. He tripped, but Ace remained in the kitchen. Lister dressed in top speed, and went to the kitchen. Ace was sitting at the table, eating a slice of toast with marmalade and reading the paper Lister used to help prop the table leg.
Lister sat, awkwardly, and began to eat his egg on smoked kipper. “Ya really like kippers dun ya?”
“Huh?” Ace’s eye’s met Lister’s, and an eyebrow shot up.
“Ya made them last time too. And ya taste like them.” Lister said taking a bite.
“I suppose I do like them. If you dun I can make you something else.”
“I wasn’t complainin’, Ace. I was just sayin’.”
Ace smiled, “I’m glad you like my cooking. I don’t get to cook for others often.”
“Who taught ya?”
“I taught myself, and we covered it school. Once I moved out I realize I would have to cook for myself, so I learned. Can you cook, Spanners?”
“Nah, I can make wut my friend’s call concoctions, but I can’t cook well.”
“I can teach you. If you’d like.”
“If ya teach me to make curry I might marry ya.”
Ace laughed, but Lister froze, and felt his face burn. He meant it as a joke, and to anyone else it would be, but this was Ace. Thankfully, Ace was laughing, “I’ll hold you to that.” He winked.
Lister’s felt his whole body temperature rise. He forced himself to keep eating so that Ace wouldn’t catch his flustered state.