Love My Heart Explores
Title: Love My Heart Explores
Author: tafidadarling
Fandom: The Social Network which belongs to Columbia Pictures.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Cameron/Eduardo, Tyler and the rest of the Winklevii clan
Rating: FRAO for language and adult situations.
Summary: Eduardo lies so he won't get hurt. That is until he realizes Cameron won't let that happen.
Notes: This is for Lizzie who wanted Cameron/Eduardo in love. And with cuddles. But also sex. And domesticity all around. I think I covered it all. Title stolen from yet another Lauren Adams song. I have to upload these because if you love acoustic/folk music, you'd adore her.
Posted to socialnetwrkfic.
Eduardo lied when people asked how they met. Somehow saying 'a party at Harvard' was easier than explaining the real story. It was also decidedly less romantic. 'I fell in love with him in the middle of a deposition' didn't quite have the same ring to it as say 'It was love at first sight at the winter dance'. Cameron had come to him alone because Tyler thought their case was solid. Cameron liked being safe. Eduardo wasn't safe.
They scrambled into his hotel room after the twins sighed their settlement. Hands tearing through clothing, searching for skin-on-skin contact. That night the kisses were hard and desperate. Cameron thrust into Eduardo without abandon. As they lay in a sweaty, tangled mess, Eduardo muttered, "What now?"
"You have a deposition in the morning," Cameron said as he pulled Eduardo's limp body to his. "And I will be waiting for you when you get back."
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Eduardo lied when Cameron asked if he was nervous about dinner at his family's house. "You've already met Tyler, and you know he likes you," Cameron said as if that would calm him down. Of course Eduardo had met Tyler. He had defended him and his ideas. Now, though, he wasn't meeting him as the friend of the asshole who stole his and his brother's website. He was meeting him as his brother's boyfriend.
He had, of course, worried over nothing. Tyler hugged him tightly upon his entrance. Mr. Winklevoss shook his hand declaring it was about time Cameron stopped hiding him. Mrs. Winklevoss chided his eating habits right away, as only a mother could, and gave him seconds once his plate was empty.
"Your family is really nice," Eduardo said breaking the silence that had fallen on the drive home.
Cameron reached over and laced their fingers. Eduardo wanted to scold him for taking his hand off the steering wheel, but now wasn't the time.
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Eduardo lied when he said he wouldn't beg for it. Cameron had removed his fingers leaving Eduardo feeling empty. His cock was hard and leaking against his stomach, but every time he reached for it, Cameron would slap his hand away.
"I said beg for it," he growled, his face framed by Eduardo's legs.
"Please Cam, God. Fuck me now."
Cameron leaned down to claim Eduardo's lips in a bruising kiss as he inched into his tight channel. Eduardo wrapped his legs around Cameron's waist urging him in deeper and then holding him there, the head of his cock brushing Eduardo's prostate.
'Two can play at this game,' he thought.
Cameron just smiled coyly and swiveled his hips.
"Fu-fuck. Just move already, god dammit," Eduardo said breathlessly between moans.
Neither of them lasted long.
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Eduardo lied when he said he wasn't surprised. He was afraid of ever being caught off guard again, but when Cameron knelt in front of him, pulling out the ring, Eduardo's fork clattered to the plate. He could almost swear his heart stopped beating. All he could hear was the glide of Cameron's tongue as he licked his lips nervously. The pancakes were pushed aside as Eduardo threw himself into Cameron's arms. The kiss tasted like maple syrup. The ring was dropped several times before Cameron could slide it on Eduardo's finger.
"My answer's obviously yes," Eduardo said as Cameron lifted him up onto the table.
"And the fact that you joined me on the dirty floor regardless of your Armani suit pants you'll have to wear to work wasn't an indication?"
"I'll have you kn-know," Eduardo gasped. Cameron had reached his hand into said suit pants, fingering Eduardo's slit through his silk boxers. "I mop that floor once... once a week."
"Yes, you're a good little house wife, aren't you?"
Eduardo let the comment go since it wasn't every morning he started his day with pancakes and blow jobs.
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Eduardo wasn't lying when he admitted he never could see his life turning out like this. He had settled down, bought a house in the suburbs and even owned a dog. Unexpected, but he wouldn't take anything back. As he lay on the couch with Cameron, it wasn't the first time he realized what he considered the worst thing that happened to him led him to the best.
Cameron must have sensed the gears shifting in his head because after a quick kiss he murmured, "Stop thinking. Just enjoy the show." There was a blizzard outside, and they watched the flakes twirl through the picture window.
"When if your family coming tomorrow?"
"Our family," Cameron corrected. "Five. Don't worry. The roads will be clear by then."
"I'm not. I just wanted to know when to start the turkey." The grandfather clock in the next room chimed. "I guess I can say Happy Thanksgiving now."
Cameron chuckled. "Happy Thanksgiving babe."
"I'm really thankful for this," Eduardo whispered. Cameron titled his chin up and slowly kissed him. The fire began to crackle out, the moment private - not meant to be seen even by the storm outside.
Author: tafidadarling
Fandom: The Social Network which belongs to Columbia Pictures.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Cameron/Eduardo, Tyler and the rest of the Winklevii clan
Rating: FRAO for language and adult situations.
Summary: Eduardo lies so he won't get hurt. That is until he realizes Cameron won't let that happen.
Notes: This is for Lizzie who wanted Cameron/Eduardo in love. And with cuddles. But also sex. And domesticity all around. I think I covered it all. Title stolen from yet another Lauren Adams song. I have to upload these because if you love acoustic/folk music, you'd adore her.
Posted to socialnetwrkfic.
Eduardo lied when people asked how they met. Somehow saying 'a party at Harvard' was easier than explaining the real story. It was also decidedly less romantic. 'I fell in love with him in the middle of a deposition' didn't quite have the same ring to it as say 'It was love at first sight at the winter dance'. Cameron had come to him alone because Tyler thought their case was solid. Cameron liked being safe. Eduardo wasn't safe.
They scrambled into his hotel room after the twins sighed their settlement. Hands tearing through clothing, searching for skin-on-skin contact. That night the kisses were hard and desperate. Cameron thrust into Eduardo without abandon. As they lay in a sweaty, tangled mess, Eduardo muttered, "What now?"
"You have a deposition in the morning," Cameron said as he pulled Eduardo's limp body to his. "And I will be waiting for you when you get back."
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Eduardo lied when Cameron asked if he was nervous about dinner at his family's house. "You've already met Tyler, and you know he likes you," Cameron said as if that would calm him down. Of course Eduardo had met Tyler. He had defended him and his ideas. Now, though, he wasn't meeting him as the friend of the asshole who stole his and his brother's website. He was meeting him as his brother's boyfriend.
He had, of course, worried over nothing. Tyler hugged him tightly upon his entrance. Mr. Winklevoss shook his hand declaring it was about time Cameron stopped hiding him. Mrs. Winklevoss chided his eating habits right away, as only a mother could, and gave him seconds once his plate was empty.
"Your family is really nice," Eduardo said breaking the silence that had fallen on the drive home.
Cameron reached over and laced their fingers. Eduardo wanted to scold him for taking his hand off the steering wheel, but now wasn't the time.
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Eduardo lied when he said he wouldn't beg for it. Cameron had removed his fingers leaving Eduardo feeling empty. His cock was hard and leaking against his stomach, but every time he reached for it, Cameron would slap his hand away.
"I said beg for it," he growled, his face framed by Eduardo's legs.
"Please Cam, God. Fuck me now."
Cameron leaned down to claim Eduardo's lips in a bruising kiss as he inched into his tight channel. Eduardo wrapped his legs around Cameron's waist urging him in deeper and then holding him there, the head of his cock brushing Eduardo's prostate.
'Two can play at this game,' he thought.
Cameron just smiled coyly and swiveled his hips.
"Fu-fuck. Just move already, god dammit," Eduardo said breathlessly between moans.
Neither of them lasted long.
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Eduardo lied when he said he wasn't surprised. He was afraid of ever being caught off guard again, but when Cameron knelt in front of him, pulling out the ring, Eduardo's fork clattered to the plate. He could almost swear his heart stopped beating. All he could hear was the glide of Cameron's tongue as he licked his lips nervously. The pancakes were pushed aside as Eduardo threw himself into Cameron's arms. The kiss tasted like maple syrup. The ring was dropped several times before Cameron could slide it on Eduardo's finger.
"My answer's obviously yes," Eduardo said as Cameron lifted him up onto the table.
"And the fact that you joined me on the dirty floor regardless of your Armani suit pants you'll have to wear to work wasn't an indication?"
"I'll have you kn-know," Eduardo gasped. Cameron had reached his hand into said suit pants, fingering Eduardo's slit through his silk boxers. "I mop that floor once... once a week."
"Yes, you're a good little house wife, aren't you?"
Eduardo let the comment go since it wasn't every morning he started his day with pancakes and blow jobs.
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Eduardo wasn't lying when he admitted he never could see his life turning out like this. He had settled down, bought a house in the suburbs and even owned a dog. Unexpected, but he wouldn't take anything back. As he lay on the couch with Cameron, it wasn't the first time he realized what he considered the worst thing that happened to him led him to the best.
Cameron must have sensed the gears shifting in his head because after a quick kiss he murmured, "Stop thinking. Just enjoy the show." There was a blizzard outside, and they watched the flakes twirl through the picture window.
"When if your family coming tomorrow?"
"Our family," Cameron corrected. "Five. Don't worry. The roads will be clear by then."
"I'm not. I just wanted to know when to start the turkey." The grandfather clock in the next room chimed. "I guess I can say Happy Thanksgiving now."
Cameron chuckled. "Happy Thanksgiving babe."
"I'm really thankful for this," Eduardo whispered. Cameron titled his chin up and slowly kissed him. The fire began to crackle out, the moment private - not meant to be seen even by the storm outside.