Challenge 07/LB - maggie
I wanted to give this challenge a go before time ran out! It's to yummy to pass up.
Justin yawned.
Chris stopped mid-thrust, feeling his face gather into a thunderous expression. "Oh no you did not," he said, and Justin had the nerve to smile dreamily up at him, blue eyes at half-mast. "Hmmm?" Justin asked, running one hand down Chris's taut arm. He lazily pumped his hips a bit, body swallowing up Chris's cock in such an accommodating way that Chris had to bite his lip to keep from hungrily fucking into Justin again.
Instead, he grabbed Justin around the waist and wrangled him on top, the back of Chris's head thumping against the bed as Justin settled his weight onto his thighs and hovered. "Like this," Chris said shortly, dropping his hands to hook around Justin's legs right above his knees. "Okay," Justin said after a while, voice soft and maybe a little puzzled, but he shifted into a good angle and started to ride, big hands splayed back over Chris's legs for leverage. Chris watched the ease of Justin's well-trained body as he moved, impossibly strong and confident, doing exactly what Justin wanted it to do. Perfect and lovely and detached.
"I dated this model once," Chris told him. "Yeah?" Justin grunted, his voice only slightly strained, still almost sleepy. Chris felt sharp bile in his mouth and said, "yeah. She was so pretty, she'd fall asleep when we were screwing because anything that wasn't only about her bored her."
Justin pushed himself down to the root of Chris's cock, then curled forward to cup one hand behind Chris's head and grasp his shoulder with the other. "Bullshit," he murmured. "You never dated no model." He laughed a little and gave Chris a kiss that was all languid licking and biting, pressing his face against Chris's and sighing, "Feels so good. But 'm so tired." His voice was raspy; he drew out tired like blackstrap molasses, taaaahrd. Chris shuddered.
"Roll over," he said.
I spun this off from topaz119's fic Unfamiliar Things; it's meant to be before her story, one of the miscommunications that Justin refers to. I don't know if I got across all that I wanted to, though. hmmm!
Justin yawned.
Chris stopped mid-thrust, feeling his face gather into a thunderous expression. "Oh no you did not," he said, and Justin had the nerve to smile dreamily up at him, blue eyes at half-mast. "Hmmm?" Justin asked, running one hand down Chris's taut arm. He lazily pumped his hips a bit, body swallowing up Chris's cock in such an accommodating way that Chris had to bite his lip to keep from hungrily fucking into Justin again.
Instead, he grabbed Justin around the waist and wrangled him on top, the back of Chris's head thumping against the bed as Justin settled his weight onto his thighs and hovered. "Like this," Chris said shortly, dropping his hands to hook around Justin's legs right above his knees. "Okay," Justin said after a while, voice soft and maybe a little puzzled, but he shifted into a good angle and started to ride, big hands splayed back over Chris's legs for leverage. Chris watched the ease of Justin's well-trained body as he moved, impossibly strong and confident, doing exactly what Justin wanted it to do. Perfect and lovely and detached.
"I dated this model once," Chris told him. "Yeah?" Justin grunted, his voice only slightly strained, still almost sleepy. Chris felt sharp bile in his mouth and said, "yeah. She was so pretty, she'd fall asleep when we were screwing because anything that wasn't only about her bored her."
Justin pushed himself down to the root of Chris's cock, then curled forward to cup one hand behind Chris's head and grasp his shoulder with the other. "Bullshit," he murmured. "You never dated no model." He laughed a little and gave Chris a kiss that was all languid licking and biting, pressing his face against Chris's and sighing, "Feels so good. But 'm so tired." His voice was raspy; he drew out tired like blackstrap molasses, taaaahrd. Chris shuddered.
"Roll over," he said.
I spun this off from topaz119's fic Unfamiliar Things; it's meant to be before her story, one of the miscommunications that Justin refers to. I don't know if I got across all that I wanted to, though. hmmm!