Remix!
This is a story that I wrote a while ago, some of you may have read it before. I poked it a little and now I think it's...better. I basically just want to keep all my Brex together.
So, here it is, sadly another PG story.
Oh, porn, where art thou?
“Knock it off.”
*Plink. *
“Stop!”
*Plink*.”
"Jesus! Knock it off, will you?” Lex scribbled furiously on the pad in front of him, his head bent low over the desk.” So you finished your paper, *I’m* still working,”
*Plink*
"Fuck you, okay? You’re the frickin’ ant and I’m the goddamn grasshopper, I get it…”
SPLAT.
Lex froze, his fingers clenching tight around the pen in his hand. “Tell me you did not just shoot a spitball at…on! My head.”
“I wouldn’t want to lie.”
“Bruce, you fucking…” Lex swiped a hand over his head and kept on working, making it plain that he was ignoring his roommate and planned on doing so till hell froze over.
He heard the bed creak, and felt Bruce’s presence behind him. Yeah, well screw him, he had work to do.
Bruce blew lightly on the damp spot on his head.
“Knock it off or I swear to God I’ll kill you!” Lex snarled.
Bruce chuckled and worked a finger into the collar of his shirt.
“Anyone else would be exaggerating, but you--you really could, I think…” He licked Lex’s ear and growled softly, low in his throat.
“Stop damnit, Bruce! Just because you’re bored doesn’t mean…” Bruce interrupted him.
“Do you know when you’re angry, your scalp flushes? It runs right up the back of your neck and over your head…” He followed the trail he described with his tongue, and Lex burned even more fiercely.
Shut up! Shut up! He tried to tune Bruce out, tried to ignore the hot tongue gliding over his equally hot skin.
“…just like it does when I’m fucking you.” Bruce continued, his lips moving against his skin.
Oh shit! That hurt. Lex tried to ignore his dick. Knock it off we’ve got work to do. But when Bruce licked up the back of neck to the top of his skull, he exploded in a combination of anger and desire that wasn’t about to be satisfied any time soon. “Fuck off you freak!”
Bruce chuckled. “Freak?” He swatted Lex off his chair as casually as a cat with a toy, and Lex hit the floor and rolled against the legs of the bed with the force of the blow. Bruce grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him flat and lay down on him, pinning him underneath.
“Bruce, get up! Get off, you asshole! Get up!” He bucked up in an effort to dislodge him but Bruce just grinned and said, “That’s not going to make me move. But it just might get me off.”
He ground against Lex. “And stop cursing.”
Lex was aroused and angry and just-exhausted. He sighed and stilled completely. "Bruce… please. Please.”
Bruce froze, and his face went beyond blank. Lex looked up into eyes like chips of blue ice and then Bruce was up, across the room, putting on his coat and gone before Lex could even move.
Oh shit. Shit!
***************
Lex was trying to avoid clumps of icy slush coating the sidewalk that were too liquid for comfort.
Damn Bruce. He’d been walking around looking for him for what seemed like forever. It was cold, wet and nasty and his shoes were getting ruined. It was nearly dark, getting close to curfew and he was getting very unfriendly looks from the locals. Yeah, I'm richer than you. Fucking deal with it!
His mood had already slid from guilty to angry and back to guilty. Damn. Bruce was just being playful…Okay, so Bruce being playful could be dangerous, could really…hurt, he thought as he rubbed the bruise on his cheek. But still, playful was a rare mood for Bruce and he’d ruined it.
Lex rounded a corner and came upon a tiny copse of trees. He stepped into the shadows of the trees and whispered, “Bruce? Are you in there?”
“Yes.”
Shit! Lex jumped and his heart pounded-geez-he hadn’t really expected an answer….
A piece of the shadows rearranged itself and became Bruce leaning against a tree.
“Bruce, I’m sorry.” Bruce lifted a hand and Lex stepped forward, letting his hand slide across his cheek. “I’m sorry,” he said again as Bruce stroked him.
“No,” Bruce pressed lightly against the bruise.” I’m sorry.”
Lex nodded his head.“Fair enough.” He threw an arm around Bruce’s neck and kissed him on the cheek, then punched him in the mouth, hard as he could. Ow!
Bruce was actually unprepared and the blow split his lip and made him rock back. Blood flew; Bruce touched his mouth, smearing blood, and watched Lex try not to shake his hand in pain.
“You know, most normal people don’t split their boyfriend’s lip for apologizing.”
“Fuck, Bruce. The last thing we are is normal!” Lex laughed.
Bruce grabbed him in a full body hug. “Don’t curse. It’s low class.” He growled against Lex’s ear.
“I knew the lecture would come eventually,” He gasped as Bruce’s hands worked up under his sweater and pinched at his nipples.
Bruce smiled against his neck. “I’m going to break you,” he said and bit Lex’s jaw, shook him a little, “of that habit.”
Lex sank against Bruce and groaned as he grabbed him by the hips and pressed him tight against his.
"Faggots!”
Lex looked around at a couple of townies glaring at them. He could see they were working themselves up for action.
“Fuck off, losers, before my boyfriend kills you,” he growled. They sneered and laughed as they moved in on the two.
Until Bruce pulled himself up to his full height and smiled a very…Bruce smile, blood still in his teeth and on his chin. He inclined his head and licked the flecks of blood on Lex’s cheek, keeping his eyes locked on the boys the entire time.
When he growled and took a step forward, the kids broke and ran.
“God, I love that! “ Lex laughed. “I love having a psychotic boyfriend.”
Bruce twisted Lex around till he was leaning against his chest and smiled even wider. “Me too.”
finoot!
So, here it is, sadly another PG story.
Oh, porn, where art thou?
“Knock it off.”
*Plink. *
“Stop!”
*Plink*.”
"Jesus! Knock it off, will you?” Lex scribbled furiously on the pad in front of him, his head bent low over the desk.” So you finished your paper, *I’m* still working,”
*Plink*
"Fuck you, okay? You’re the frickin’ ant and I’m the goddamn grasshopper, I get it…”
SPLAT.
Lex froze, his fingers clenching tight around the pen in his hand. “Tell me you did not just shoot a spitball at…on! My head.”
“I wouldn’t want to lie.”
“Bruce, you fucking…” Lex swiped a hand over his head and kept on working, making it plain that he was ignoring his roommate and planned on doing so till hell froze over.
He heard the bed creak, and felt Bruce’s presence behind him. Yeah, well screw him, he had work to do.
Bruce blew lightly on the damp spot on his head.
“Knock it off or I swear to God I’ll kill you!” Lex snarled.
Bruce chuckled and worked a finger into the collar of his shirt.
“Anyone else would be exaggerating, but you--you really could, I think…” He licked Lex’s ear and growled softly, low in his throat.
“Stop damnit, Bruce! Just because you’re bored doesn’t mean…” Bruce interrupted him.
“Do you know when you’re angry, your scalp flushes? It runs right up the back of your neck and over your head…” He followed the trail he described with his tongue, and Lex burned even more fiercely.
Shut up! Shut up! He tried to tune Bruce out, tried to ignore the hot tongue gliding over his equally hot skin.
“…just like it does when I’m fucking you.” Bruce continued, his lips moving against his skin.
Oh shit! That hurt. Lex tried to ignore his dick. Knock it off we’ve got work to do. But when Bruce licked up the back of neck to the top of his skull, he exploded in a combination of anger and desire that wasn’t about to be satisfied any time soon. “Fuck off you freak!”
Bruce chuckled. “Freak?” He swatted Lex off his chair as casually as a cat with a toy, and Lex hit the floor and rolled against the legs of the bed with the force of the blow. Bruce grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him flat and lay down on him, pinning him underneath.
“Bruce, get up! Get off, you asshole! Get up!” He bucked up in an effort to dislodge him but Bruce just grinned and said, “That’s not going to make me move. But it just might get me off.”
He ground against Lex. “And stop cursing.”
Lex was aroused and angry and just-exhausted. He sighed and stilled completely. "Bruce… please. Please.”
Bruce froze, and his face went beyond blank. Lex looked up into eyes like chips of blue ice and then Bruce was up, across the room, putting on his coat and gone before Lex could even move.
Oh shit. Shit!
***************
Lex was trying to avoid clumps of icy slush coating the sidewalk that were too liquid for comfort.
Damn Bruce. He’d been walking around looking for him for what seemed like forever. It was cold, wet and nasty and his shoes were getting ruined. It was nearly dark, getting close to curfew and he was getting very unfriendly looks from the locals. Yeah, I'm richer than you. Fucking deal with it!
His mood had already slid from guilty to angry and back to guilty. Damn. Bruce was just being playful…Okay, so Bruce being playful could be dangerous, could really…hurt, he thought as he rubbed the bruise on his cheek. But still, playful was a rare mood for Bruce and he’d ruined it.
Lex rounded a corner and came upon a tiny copse of trees. He stepped into the shadows of the trees and whispered, “Bruce? Are you in there?”
“Yes.”
Shit! Lex jumped and his heart pounded-geez-he hadn’t really expected an answer….
A piece of the shadows rearranged itself and became Bruce leaning against a tree.
“Bruce, I’m sorry.” Bruce lifted a hand and Lex stepped forward, letting his hand slide across his cheek. “I’m sorry,” he said again as Bruce stroked him.
“No,” Bruce pressed lightly against the bruise.” I’m sorry.”
Lex nodded his head.“Fair enough.” He threw an arm around Bruce’s neck and kissed him on the cheek, then punched him in the mouth, hard as he could. Ow!
Bruce was actually unprepared and the blow split his lip and made him rock back. Blood flew; Bruce touched his mouth, smearing blood, and watched Lex try not to shake his hand in pain.
“You know, most normal people don’t split their boyfriend’s lip for apologizing.”
“Fuck, Bruce. The last thing we are is normal!” Lex laughed.
Bruce grabbed him in a full body hug. “Don’t curse. It’s low class.” He growled against Lex’s ear.
“I knew the lecture would come eventually,” He gasped as Bruce’s hands worked up under his sweater and pinched at his nipples.
Bruce smiled against his neck. “I’m going to break you,” he said and bit Lex’s jaw, shook him a little, “of that habit.”
Lex sank against Bruce and groaned as he grabbed him by the hips and pressed him tight against his.
"Faggots!”
Lex looked around at a couple of townies glaring at them. He could see they were working themselves up for action.
“Fuck off, losers, before my boyfriend kills you,” he growled. They sneered and laughed as they moved in on the two.
Until Bruce pulled himself up to his full height and smiled a very…Bruce smile, blood still in his teeth and on his chin. He inclined his head and licked the flecks of blood on Lex’s cheek, keeping his eyes locked on the boys the entire time.
When he growled and took a step forward, the kids broke and ran.
“God, I love that! “ Lex laughed. “I love having a psychotic boyfriend.”
Bruce twisted Lex around till he was leaning against his chest and smiled even wider. “Me too.”
finoot!