Fake News (RPF) | Seduction | PG-13 | George/Jon
Title: Seduction
Fandom: Fake News (RPF)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: George/Jon
Summary: Jon is being seduced.
Word Count: 130
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A/N: Originally an OT ficlet, for the "reasons people have sex" prompt, number 115: I was seduced.
"You know the whole fancy restaurant thing isn't necessary, right?" Jon said, and given the way George was trailing kisses along his throat, it came out a little breathless.
"Sure it is," George murmured against his skin, and Jon groaned, arching into his touch. Slowly, George started peeling off his remaining clothing, one article at a time, teasing.
"It's really not," Jon replied, leaning in for a kiss, which George obliged. "I'm a cheap date. You could show up with bad Chinese food and I'd still put out."
"I know," George hummed, pressing Jon back against the bed. He helped him shimmy out of his boxers, trailing kisses down Jon's stomach.
"So-ah, fuck-why-"
"Because I want to," George said simply, and then Jon stopped talking for awhile.
Fandom: Fake News (RPF)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: George/Jon
Summary: Jon is being seduced.
Word Count: 130
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use. References to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: Originally an OT ficlet, for the "reasons people have sex" prompt, number 115: I was seduced.
"You know the whole fancy restaurant thing isn't necessary, right?" Jon said, and given the way George was trailing kisses along his throat, it came out a little breathless.
"Sure it is," George murmured against his skin, and Jon groaned, arching into his touch. Slowly, George started peeling off his remaining clothing, one article at a time, teasing.
"It's really not," Jon replied, leaning in for a kiss, which George obliged. "I'm a cheap date. You could show up with bad Chinese food and I'd still put out."
"I know," George hummed, pressing Jon back against the bed. He helped him shimmy out of his boxers, trailing kisses down Jon's stomach.
"So-ah, fuck-why-"
"Because I want to," George said simply, and then Jon stopped talking for awhile.