Mig/Marty drabble (Rock Star: INXS)
So, redjellybean923 gave me all these suggestions for drabbles, lots of hot porny slash ones, and who am I to pass up writing hot porny slash? So, here's the first one.
Title: Baby, I Love Your Way
Fandom: Rock Star:INXS/RPS
Characters: Marty Casey/MiG Ayesa
Word Count: 689
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: SLASH. That means, if you're not comfortable with same sex partnerships, don't read this. THERE IS SEX IN THIS.
It was the night before the performance show, and MiG was tweaking a few bits of his cover of “Baby, I Love Your Way,” when Marty stopped by the room to listen in. MiG was unaware of his presence until Marty’s hands were on his shoulders, rubbing away any tension that was preventing him from performing at his absolute best.
“Ooh, baby I love your way,” MiG crooned, trying desperately to concentrate on the song despite the roving hands on his shoulders. “Every day, yeah. I gotta tell you I love your way.”
“Every day, whoa yeah,” Marty chimed in, leaning closer to MiG and singing in his ear, his breath ticking the side of MiG’s face.
MiG’s hands slowly left the piano as he turned his face to meet Marty’s. “You’re disturbing my practice time, Marty,” he said, trying to sound annoyed, but failing because of the breathiness of his voice.
“Oh, yeah, I’ll bet I’m really bothering you right now, huh?” Marty asked, his hand snaking down MiG’s arm and to his crotch.
“I’m serious, I gotta practice,” MiG said, his voice even breathier now that Marty’s hand was resting on his lap. He turned back to the piano and started to play again, as Marty sidled up next to him, unbuttoning his shirt with the hand not in MiG’s lap, and showing his toned stomach and the line of his pelvic bone - the sexiest line on a man’s body.
MiG started singing the chorus again. “Ooh, baby I love your,” he turned and looked at Marty, “line.” He grimaced at his mistake. “Ooh, baby I love your way.” Marty slowly began squeezing MiG’s crotch, distracting him even further until he stopped playing altogether. “Okay, okay. But not here. Someone could walk in.”
“Chill, baby,” Marty said, the perfect picture of coolness. “I locked the door when I came in. No one is interrupting us.”
MiG smiled evilly. “Let’s do this, then.”
Marty grinned back as he started to undress MiG, revealing a chiseled chest and an equally sexy pelvic line. He layered kisses across the entirety of MiG’s toned abs, stopping just short of where his pants began.
“Why are you stopping?” MiG asked.
“Your turn,” Marty said.
MiG licked his lips and laid his own set of kisses across Marty’s chest, making sure to pay extra attention to those fine pelvic bones, surely one of the most sensitive parts on a man’s body. But this time, instead of stopping where Marty did, MiG kept right on, untying the laces on the lace-up pants Marty wore, and slipping them down his legs.
“Ah, I see you like to go commando,” MiG commented, gripping his hand around Marty’s swollen cock and tugging on it gently.
“How the hell else would I fit into these pants?” Marty gasped, enjoying the feel of MiG jerking him off.
MiG laughed and sped up the pace of his stroking, leading Marty to a quick climax as he spurted his load over MiG’s hand.
MiG wiped his hand on Marty’s discarded pants and announced, “Now it’s your turn to return the favor.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” Marty said. He kneeled to the ground and unbuckled the belt holding up MiG’s skintight jeans, then unzipped and yanked down the pants. MiG wasn’t commando like Marty - he wore a tight leather g-string. “Ooh, MiG is kinky.”
MiG chuckled, but his laughter soon turned to moaning as Marty began to stroke him and then take his throbbing member into his mouth. Soon MiG was shooting off and Marty enjoyed the feel of the cum slathering his face.
As the boys cleaned up, a knock came at the door. MiG and Marty looked at each other and then at the door.
“Who is it?” Marty called.
“It’s Dave. I was just wondering if you were doing anything later.”
Marty looked at MiG and shrugged. “I’m in here with MiG.”
“I know,” came the response. “That’s why I asked.”
Marty and MiG grinned at each other and quietly gave each other a high five. This would definitely guarantee them a spot in the final three.
Title: Baby, I Love Your Way
Fandom: Rock Star:INXS/RPS
Characters: Marty Casey/MiG Ayesa
Word Count: 689
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: SLASH. That means, if you're not comfortable with same sex partnerships, don't read this. THERE IS SEX IN THIS.
It was the night before the performance show, and MiG was tweaking a few bits of his cover of “Baby, I Love Your Way,” when Marty stopped by the room to listen in. MiG was unaware of his presence until Marty’s hands were on his shoulders, rubbing away any tension that was preventing him from performing at his absolute best.
“Ooh, baby I love your way,” MiG crooned, trying desperately to concentrate on the song despite the roving hands on his shoulders. “Every day, yeah. I gotta tell you I love your way.”
“Every day, whoa yeah,” Marty chimed in, leaning closer to MiG and singing in his ear, his breath ticking the side of MiG’s face.
MiG’s hands slowly left the piano as he turned his face to meet Marty’s. “You’re disturbing my practice time, Marty,” he said, trying to sound annoyed, but failing because of the breathiness of his voice.
“Oh, yeah, I’ll bet I’m really bothering you right now, huh?” Marty asked, his hand snaking down MiG’s arm and to his crotch.
“I’m serious, I gotta practice,” MiG said, his voice even breathier now that Marty’s hand was resting on his lap. He turned back to the piano and started to play again, as Marty sidled up next to him, unbuttoning his shirt with the hand not in MiG’s lap, and showing his toned stomach and the line of his pelvic bone - the sexiest line on a man’s body.
MiG started singing the chorus again. “Ooh, baby I love your,” he turned and looked at Marty, “line.” He grimaced at his mistake. “Ooh, baby I love your way.” Marty slowly began squeezing MiG’s crotch, distracting him even further until he stopped playing altogether. “Okay, okay. But not here. Someone could walk in.”
“Chill, baby,” Marty said, the perfect picture of coolness. “I locked the door when I came in. No one is interrupting us.”
MiG smiled evilly. “Let’s do this, then.”
Marty grinned back as he started to undress MiG, revealing a chiseled chest and an equally sexy pelvic line. He layered kisses across the entirety of MiG’s toned abs, stopping just short of where his pants began.
“Why are you stopping?” MiG asked.
“Your turn,” Marty said.
MiG licked his lips and laid his own set of kisses across Marty’s chest, making sure to pay extra attention to those fine pelvic bones, surely one of the most sensitive parts on a man’s body. But this time, instead of stopping where Marty did, MiG kept right on, untying the laces on the lace-up pants Marty wore, and slipping them down his legs.
“Ah, I see you like to go commando,” MiG commented, gripping his hand around Marty’s swollen cock and tugging on it gently.
“How the hell else would I fit into these pants?” Marty gasped, enjoying the feel of MiG jerking him off.
MiG laughed and sped up the pace of his stroking, leading Marty to a quick climax as he spurted his load over MiG’s hand.
MiG wiped his hand on Marty’s discarded pants and announced, “Now it’s your turn to return the favor.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” Marty said. He kneeled to the ground and unbuckled the belt holding up MiG’s skintight jeans, then unzipped and yanked down the pants. MiG wasn’t commando like Marty - he wore a tight leather g-string. “Ooh, MiG is kinky.”
MiG chuckled, but his laughter soon turned to moaning as Marty began to stroke him and then take his throbbing member into his mouth. Soon MiG was shooting off and Marty enjoyed the feel of the cum slathering his face.
As the boys cleaned up, a knock came at the door. MiG and Marty looked at each other and then at the door.
“Who is it?” Marty called.
“It’s Dave. I was just wondering if you were doing anything later.”
Marty looked at MiG and shrugged. “I’m in here with MiG.”
“I know,” came the response. “That’s why I asked.”
Marty and MiG grinned at each other and quietly gave each other a high five. This would definitely guarantee them a spot in the final three.