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Mar 06, 2010 23:18



2010 Winter Games Kink Meme
Part 2

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FILLED Re: There needs to be more JR/Apolo fluff/awkward/cuteness anonymous March 11 2010, 05:01:45 UTC
“Apooolllllooooo.” J.R. said suspiciously excited.

“What do you want?”

The older man asked curiously between bites of cereal.

“I was just thinking about how maybe I couldgiveyoualapdance.”

“What was that now? You mumbled the last everything.”

J.R.’s cheeks began to blush because saying it out loud definitely embarrassed him, but he still wanted to try.

“Just let me show you.”

J.R. got up and moved to Apolo’s chair, pulling it out so he’d have more space to work. He gently pushed Apolo’s legs apart before straddling them, shifting to find the right position.

Apolo didn’t say anything, but his hands instantly went to J.R.’s hips to hold him steady while he adjusted. Apolo is trying to take J.R. seriously (as seriously as you can take your boyfriend when he’s giving you a lapdance in his boxers and a wrinkled t-shirt from some 90’s cartoon,) he really is, but with the jerky, unstable way J.R. is moving his hips, Apolo can’t help but to laugh.

He tries to cover it as a cough and J.R. seems to not notice, but the more J.R. gets into it, hips never quite fitting into the smooth rhythym they should, Apolo begins to let out quiet giggles. J.R. glares at him, lips folding over in a pout, but he doesn’t stop. Apolo’s hands haven’t left J.R.’s side because yeah, even though this might be the most pathetic and bad lapdance he’s ever had, he loves J.R. and he knows the younger man might honestly fall if he moves his hands.

J.R. leans in to kiss Apolo and yeah this could get a bit better for Apolo. Soon their tongues darting in and out of each other’s mouths have Apolo almost forgetting about the motions of their bodies. Not enough though because every time J.R.’s slender hips are crashing against Apolo’s, he can’t help but to laugh into their kiss.

“Can you just stop?”

J.R. huffs as Apolo breaks their kiss to try and stop the laughs.

“I’m sorry, but you’re just so cute and adorable and you can’t move your hips worth shit J.R.”

“Well....”

Before even trying to come up with a response, J.R.’s cheeks blushed all hot and red again and he moved to climb off of Apolo.

“Hey, no. Stay here. I’m gonna show you how it’s done.”

J.R. gets this little glint in his eyes that Apolo almost misses, but manages to catch. It makes him smile as he climbs into the other boy’s lap, shifting to make it good for J.R.

J.R. wants to curse Apolo because the way his hips are moving so fluidly is making J.R. squirm, trying not to get hard from the delicious sensations. Of course, Apolo has to be a dancer and he has to have this incredible control over his hips that sends them crashing above J.R.’s groin in perfect rhythm.

J.R.’s really trying not to blush any more because Apolo’s actually kinda good at this and it just makes J.R.’s early attempt really embarrassing and pathetic. Somehow Apolo even picks up on this little bit of uncertainty, taking J.R.’s hands in his, placing soft kisses on each one.

“You’re incredibly baby. Maybe it’s a good thing you suck at lapdances. Wouldn’t wanna give other guys any ideas, huh?”

J.R. smiles, leaning up to kiss Apolo and maybe even slow him down a bit because right now J.R. is sporting a hard-on that he wishes would go away.

“You know you’re the one for me ‘Polo.”

Apolo responds by moving his hips with more strength, more intensity and J.R. is getting painfully hard by now.

“’Polo, please!”

He gasps out. Everything is getting to him now; the friction he didn’t notice before, Apolo’s hand intertwined in his, Apolo’s lips against his and Apolo’s other hand running patterns up and down J.R.’s thigh.

Embarrassingly, he comes with a soft gasp, leaving a damp spot in his boxers. Apolo kisses his cheek and he climbs off of J.R.

“Let’s go shower and get you cleaned up baby.”

Apolo’s eyes have taken that misterious twinkle from J.R.’s eyes as he leads him, hand in hand, to their shower.

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OP HERE anonymous March 11 2010, 05:09:42 UTC
*_* OMFG THANK YOU!! D'awwww so cute ;_; So so cute !! THANK YOU

DorkyShy!JR <3333 looooooove

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