The Cat That Got The Cream

Oct 30, 2005 19:30

Title: The Cat That Got The Cream
Author: J33-3
Fandoom: Placebo
Genre: pwp
Pairing: Brian / Xavior
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Brian gets locked in the studio and finds a way to kill his boredom...
Author's Note: One of my very first fics. please excuse the grammar and tense mistakes but i can't be bothered to correct them all hahaha


Bang…bang, bang.

“Hey, Hello?”

Bang, bang, bang!

“Is there someone out there??...Hey…shit…DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME? HEY!!”

BANG, BANG, BANG!

“Shit” Brian muttered to himself. “Where the fuck have they gone? And without me!!”

Brian tried once more to turn the knob, but, the door is locked, and he doesn’t have the key. He bangs once again, shouts a little more, but in vain…he falls against the door, defeated, then turns around and looks everywhere for another exit. There’s a window but…the room is at the 4th floor…
Brian is definitely stuck in the studio…

“The phone!!!!!!” Brian rushes to the next room, picks up the phone, only to discover there’s no dialling tone… “Shit crap fuck!!”

He sits on the couch, staring blankly at the wall opposite him.
“I can’t believe they forgot me…and shit! The air’s heavy in here!” He goes to open the window but immediately closes it again when the burning air hits his face. “What a good idea to record in the fucking summer…” he groans.

Little droplets of sweat are slowly appearing on his forehead and the small of his back. “Oh well, since I’m alone…” and he takes his t-shirt off and drops it to the floor.

His gaze then falls on the little fridge hidden in the corner of the room. He almost runs toward it and opens it hastily. “Beer! Excellent!” he takes one, not paying much attention to what else is in the fridge.

He lies down on the couch, savouring the cold beer, but as all good things, it has an end… “God, I’m so bored…” Brian looks all around him in search of something, which could make the time, go faster.

“Playing drums? Uhm no…. too hot in here. Uhmmmmm…” suddenly it downs on him…that thing in the fridge….

He gets up and makes his way towards the fridge. “Yeah, here it is!!” A can of whipped cream. “Yummy!” He puts a little on his finger and licks it clean. “Mmm… if I wasn’t alone…” an evil grin appears on his face.

He presses the top of the can, throwing a little of cream in the air above him. He leans forward, trying to catch it with his mouth, but only giggles when it falls down on his chest. He smears it all over his chest and nipples, enjoying the cold and smooth feeling against his hot skin.

As he licks the palm of his hand, something crosses his mind. He grins even wider and returns toward the couch. He takes his jeans and boxers off and lies down again, the whipped cream in the hand.

He presses some on his fingers and brings them to his chest, caressing the skin there, then going down towards his stomach, shivering at the cold contact. He dips his other index finger into the cream and sucks hard on it, grazing his tongue over the top of it. He feels a little twitch down at his groin and licks his lips in anticipation. He puts more cream in his hand and oh so slowly makes his way towards his arousal, spreading the cold sweet material all over his burning cock, the contrast sending shivers along his arching spine and making his whole body shake with delight.

He is gently stroking himself while teasing his left nipple, eyes closed when he feels someone staring at him.

“Xav!!!!!” Brian exclaims and sits up, blushing deeply, his hand still wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock. “I didn’t hear you come in, I thought you were all gone…” he stammers but stops at the look on Xav’s face. Pure lust. “Xav? How long have you been here?”

Xav keeps staring right down at Brian’s hand, slowly licking his lips. “Quite a while…” he murmurs. He approaches the couch and looks up at the confused and flushed Brian. “Lie down” he grins evilly and takes his jacket and shirt off. He then removes his shoes and trousers, leaving only his boxers.
He pushes Brian down on the couch, immediately starting to lick and bite at his collar bone, moaning at the sweet taste.

Brian is too stunned to say anything, not even realizing what’s happening here, he gulps and tries to relax and enjoy whatever Xav plans to do. He moans as Xav starts to lick his way towards his nipple, groaning as he bites hard on it then flicks his tongue. Brian’s hands found their way to Xav’s back, where he sticks his nails, scratching and grazing.

Xav looks up at Brian again, his nose covered in cream, licking his lips clean, like a tiger after its meal. His hands caresses Brian’s thighs, up to his sides, then back down to his stomach and inner thighs.
Brian shivers, moaning out loud, his back arching, eyes still closed, lips parted.
Xav leans down and tentatively flicks his tongue on Brian’s cream-covered cockhead. Brian pants, wriggling on the couch. Xav’s grin grows wider and he leans down again, licking up all Brian’s length, making him groan even louder and bucks his hips, begging for more.
Xav grabs Brian’s hips, holding him still as he takes him all in his hot mouth. Brian cries out in pleasure and surprise, clawing at Xav’s shoulder, his back arching again, heads thrown backwards. He stays in that position for a few seconds as Xav moves up and down, sucking hard and fast, leaving him no chance of thinking straight.
Xav’s tongue quickly drives him to the edge. He’s now panting and moaning and groaning, unable to breathe normally. As Xav scratches his nails along Brian’s inner thighs, Brian comes hard and deep in his throat, clinging to Xav’s shoulders, screaming his name.
Xav falls down on a panting Brian, and they both lie there for a while, recovering their breathe.

Brian slowly opens his eyes, grinning in orgasm bliss, only to discover Steve, Stef and Xav, all dressed, staring down at him, eyes wide-open and jaws hitting the floor at the sight of their little friend covered in whipped cream and cum.
Brian closes his eyes again, sighing deeply….
It was just another fantasy…

The end.
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