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2010 Winter Games Kink Meme
Part 2
I never really expected this to take off so well, let alone end up with 4000+ comments. Now it's time for part 2!
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1. We are all here to have a little fun. Am I right?
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“What, you want to help you hide from Vera Wang?” Johnny asks, amused. Evan nods against his shoulder. Suddenly, Evan snaps up and makes an unpleasant face.
“Oh no, here she comes. Come on come on, let's go,” Evan gets out, grabbing Johnny's wrist and dragging him along. Normally, Johnny would never follow Evan anywhere, but god if this isn't more exciting than just standing around drinking champagne.
Evan pulls them into a supply closet and Johnny sort of wonders if people notice, but Evan doesn't seem to care. And really, now Johnny is in the closet with Evan and the irony is not lost on him. Only Johnny realizes what a bad idea this was pretty quickly, as the supply closet is quite full and it pushes the two of them together and this is really turning out too cliche.
“Thanks,” Evan says. Then he's reaching out and delicately tracing Johnny's jawline with his huge fingers. Johnny's first instinct is to push him away but there is really no where to push him. Besides, it seems like his body is frozen and all he can hear is his heart pounding loudly in his ears.
“Hey,” Evan says, only his voice is all silky and smooth. Evan's face is moving closer but Johnny inches back as far as he can, looking away.
“Evan, don't. This is not a good idea, not now,” Johnny pleads but Evan sort of shakes his head no, while also pouting which is not fair. Johnny feels weak, his limbs hot and heavy and maybe he had more to drink than he thought. “You don't even know who I am,” he says in a last ditch effort. Evan shakes his head again.
“No, you're Johnny. Pretty pretty Johnny,” Evan purrs, and Johnny shivers. He wonders when Evan realized it, “I want you. I've always watched you for so long, you know. You're so pretty, especially on the ice.” And then Evan's lips connect to Johnny's ear, licking the shell of it, making tiny bite marks down to the lobe.
Johnny wants to punch Evan in the face, but his body betrays him by tilting towards Evan. He thinks about all the times they stood on this edge, so close. But Johnny always pulled himself back from the brink, could always think about all the stupid and awful things Evan said about him. They never talked about it, only allowed lingering heated glances.
But now, Evan is drunk and he seems to have forgotten the mutual agreement of silence and non-action. Johnny wants more than anything to be the bigger person, to get out of the closet and not look back on a missed moment. But Evan is still kissing and sucking at Johnny's ear, so that line has already been crossed. So damn the rules.
“Tell me more,” Johnny says in a low tone and he could feel Evan grin against his ear.
“Sometimes, I jerk off thinking about you. About how much fun it would be to fuck you, so hard and raw. You'd scream but your pretty face would be so beautiful,” Evan whispers hotly in Johnny's ear. He grabs Johnny by the small of the back again, lining their hips up. They start a slow sloppy grind, the pressure just enough to feel good. Evan pulls away and smiles lopsidedly at Johnny.
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