Meme
Because the thing that makes sense when I'm swamped with plotbunnies and schoolwork is to hop on the bandwagon and post a writing meme. Right? Right.
Never Will I Ever meme: Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return, I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.(And by the way, you people who told me I need to write ( Read more... )
Never Will I Ever meme: Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return, I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.(And by the way, you people who told me I need to write ( Read more... )
Felix glanced across the crowds and found Gaius watching him intently. The president gave him a questioning look and Felix smiled slightly, turning back to his companions and waiting for an opening to politely excuse himself from the conversation.
Once he slipped away, he started in the direction Gaius had been only to realize he wasn’t there. Felix wove through the crowds towards Colonial One, taking care to avoid being drawn back into the day’s celebration by the boisterous revelers.
The door to Gaius’s office was closed, so Felix knocked. “Mr. President?” When there was no answer, he pushed the door open. “Mr.-”
A hand caught his wrist and pulled him into the room, and Felix heard the door close a half-second before he found himself pressed up against it, Gaius’s mouth on his. Of their own accord, his fingers tangled in the president’s hair and he kissed him back hungrily.
“What kept you?” Gaius asked when he drew back to remove his tie. “I was beginning to worry that you found the finance minister more interesting than me.”
Felix laughed. “I was in the middle of a conversation, Gaius. And seeing as we have a meeting next week, I thought I should get some idea what to expect.”
“Mm, as long as one of us knows what’s going on,” Gaius murmured distractedly against his neck.
His body tingled with need as little thrills of desire flared up at every point Gaius’s lips grazed, and he tilted his head back to give him better access. “It’s what I’m here for.”
Gaius pushed Felix’s jacket from his shoulders, letting it fall carelessly to the ground. “And is that… the only reason you’re here?” he breathed playfully, nipping at Felix’s earlobe.
Felix made an incoherent noise, and it took him a moment to remember the question. “No,” he said softly.
“What are you here for, Felix?” Gaius prodded.
Felix pulled away slightly and Gaius stilled, looking at him expectantly. Meeting his eyes, Felix answered with complete honesty.
“You.”
Gaius grinned and kissed him again, rendering him breathless, and only relented when he was moaning. Taking him by the wrist, Gaius led him toward the bedroom, all sorts of wonderful promises in his smile.
“Come along, then, Mr. Gaeta. Let’s make it worth your while.”
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