Lost RPS, Josh/Naveen, angst, blowjobs, NC-17 (2495 words), part onehaldoorApril 28 2010, 06:45:30 UTC
It's getting close to wrap for the season-for the whole program, in fact-and there's one last get-together at Matt's house. The party is huge and rowdy with cast, crew and significant others of all shapes and sizes filling the place. There are more people in the pool than it comfortably holds, and although no one seems too far gone yet, it's still nuts.
If it gets any crazier, Naveen thinks, someone's bound to get hurt. He's on the deck, clutching a multi-coloured cocktail he doesn't recognise that someone thrust at him when he arrived. After sipping it carefully, he doesn't want it, but it's better to hang on to it than to risk being given something worse. Leaning against the railing, he surveys the motley crew in the yard and wonders if he'll ever be involved in anything like this again.
Not just the party; the whole deal. Lost is such an unusual phenomenon for an American TV show; still stranger for people like Dom and him because they haven't done American TV much before. Even those who have, like Matt, say things are different with Lost, and the show 'family' has been a more amazing bunch than he's ever known. It's hard to imagine a better group, though Naveen's had plenty of offers since being with Lost.
Naveen's come alone tonight; things haven't been so good at home and he's not sure he's welcome there any more. He’s unusually melancholy because of it, despite the general feeling of camaraderie and fun in the air. All he can think is how alone he'll be once it's all over. He gazes into his drink once more, contemplating whether to go in search of something decent or to just drink it.
A nudge at his elbow makes him look up and a warm hand is suddenly drawing him backwards slowly, as if not spilling his drink is the main thing on Josh's mind. Naveen knows it can't be that; Josh has rarely been bothered about such things before. It's only when he checks around them he realises that Josh doesn't want anyone to see where he's leading Naveen in case they follow. God knows how no-one's already in the spa-room off Matt's deck, considering how many people are here, but it's typical Josh would find the one place they can be alone. He's usually in the midst of all the action, but when he wants to disappear, he can certainly make it happen.
It's not a big room, and perhaps the heat is putting most people off it, but Josh isn't bothered by a little sweat, and he knows Naveen won't care. Besides, Josh isn't wearing much: a thin t-shirt and a loose pair of shorts and he's barefoot. Naveen has jeans and a tank top on; he’s feeling very much like Sayid in some ways, though he has sandals instead of Sayid's normal footwear.
Josh is blocking the door once they’re inside, and drawing Naveen nearer before he can register that Josh has more on his mind than few quiet words.
"No," Naveen warns, "This is how we almost got in trouble before. We decided it wasn't worth the problems it could cause, remember?" He finds a surface to dump the glass he’s still holding and makes a move to get out of the room.
Josh shakes his head, eyes deepening with a need that causes a frisson of lust to tingle its way to Naveen's cock. "You decided. I agreed because you didn't give me any choice. This may be the last chance we get to be together."
Naveen stupidly doesn't point out that of course they'll see each other again; there's the wrap party, a cast-get together, several scenes to be re-shot, and who knows what else. He looks into Josh's eyes and it's more than he can bear to think about not spending time with Josh on a regular basis like they have done over the last six years.
At first it wasn't even sexual, and lately it wasn't again; he wouldn't let it be. It was too damned risky and they both knew it. Naveen wants to tell Josh again that they shouldn't be doing this, but his mouth won't form the words.
Josh licks his lips, knowing Naveen's watching them, and then drops to his knees. It shouldn't be so irresistible to see him down there; it certainly hadn't been the day he told Josh they couldn't carry on like this, but that strength seems to have left him now.
Lost RPS, Josh/Naveen, angst, blowjobs, NC-17 (2495 words), part twohaldoorApril 28 2010, 06:46:54 UTC
Naveen’s pants are open and Josh pulls out his cock, already stiff with need, and grins up at him briefly. "See?" he asks, stroking a couple of times, making Naveen hiss out a breath. "You want this as much as I do."
Without any more discussion, he's sucking Naveen's dick into his mouth, slurping around the head and tonguing the slit in the way he knows will dissolve any further resolve Naveen thought he had. Naveen's good sense has completely fled; had done before Josh even got his fly unzipped.
What's amazing about Josh-apart from his incredible ability in blowjobs-is the way he looks up at Naveen while he's giving head. His eyes are a swirling mixture of emotions and it's like Naveen's his whole world, though Naveen knows this can't be true. He won't think about Josh's family; that'd just be asking for trouble, and it's too late now anyway. Instead of returning that sultry gaze, he focuses on Josh's lips, pink and moist, as they move on Naveen's cock.
He's good-Naveen doesn't think he's known anyone better, man or woman-and it doesn't take long before Naveen feels like he's going to explode. He reaches a hand down, clutching at Josh's hair, a choked sound trying to leave his throat. Josh pulls off his cock slowly, lips and tongue soft now as Naveen meets his eyes. Naveen can't say anything, although part of him is dying to say something like Hurry up; just fucking do it before I turn you over and force my cock up your ass dry!.
Josh tongues his glans slowly, their eyes caught in each other's. Naveen feels the impending orgasm ebbing away, though he's still turned on, desperate to reach it. Josh has always liked this delay, getting Naveen worked up and then backing off, teasing him. He gets worse if Naveen begs though, drawing it out more until he's almost crazy with need. Naveen steadfastly waits, his eyes shifting back to the tongue circling lazily around his cock-head. His ears are ringing, thudding with blood that's being forced too fast; too slow; too… damned urgently to his cock again as those damp lips suck on his frenulum.
Josh's hand is sneaking into Naveen’s pants under his cock and he's squeezing his balls gently, something he knows Naveen likes. The gentle sucking just there is getting to be too much too and Naveen gasps for air, his eyes blurring as he tries not to come yet.
It's too late though; Josh has undone him and his burning hot climax has him groaning as he clutches Josh's head like he'll fuck right down his throat without pause. He doesn't quite though, and Josh grins up at him as Naveen's come spits out onto his face. Josh isn't the least bit perturbed by this; he swipes up what he can with his tongue, then surges upward, ripping his head from Naveen's shuddering grasp.
Naveen tastes himself in Josh's kiss, his tongue feeding Naveen whatever he managed to lick up. Josh has him by the head in a similar way to how he's just been gripping Josh, and the kiss is as mind-blowing as the orgasm. Naveen grabs Josh's waist, holding on for dear life as they pull out of the kiss to breathe, then he's licking at the rest of his own spunk off Josh's face, bathing him with wide strokes of his tongue like they’re cats. Josh purrs like he actually is one and goes back to his mouth, drawing Naveen's tongue into his own so he can suck on it.
It's almost enough to get Naveen hard again, but he's not as young as he used to be. The feel of Josh's erection rubbing against him through the shorts Josh has on reminds him he should do something to repay the favour. He sucks in air when Josh finally lets his tongue go, whole body quivering with a kind of fuzzy satisfaction that will only feel complete when he's had Josh's cock in his mouth in return.
Josh lets him drift downwards and it doesn't take much to remove the shorts and underwear so Naveen can do what he wants. He wants to make Josh come apart the way he's just done, but somehow he's not sure he can take the time; it's not that he's not willing, he just isn't sure he's capable after the orgasm he's just had. He takes a handful of cock and licks over and around the head, his other hand gripping Josh's hip hard.
Lost RPS, Josh/Naveen, angst, blowjobs, NC-17 (2495 words), part threehaldoorApril 28 2010, 06:48:18 UTC
"Just suck it, please?" Josh grunts, the last word so entreating that Naveen doesn't fight it. He slurps Josh's cock in greedily and rocks steadily, letting it graze the back of his throat and humming around it.
Josh groans in that deep-throated, sexy way he has, and when Naveen looks up his eyes are practically rolling back in his head. Naveen swallows around the head and pulls back just as Josh's orgasm hits, letting Josh's come fill his mouth, hot and thick and sweet. He's tempted to give it back to Josh the way he's just done to Naveen, but Josh is staggering back, finding something to lean on and chuckling softly.
Confused, Naveen swallows so he can speak. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he gets to his feet as gracefully as he can and looking at where Josh's eyes rest, realises he's still on show. He tucks himself back in and snorts, "You can laugh; you have no pants on."
His eyes alight, Josh just shakes his head as he locates the missing shorts and slides them back on. Naveen steps up to him just as a loud noise sounds right outside the door. It makes him jump back and his heart start to thump. "We should go back out there before someone realises."
"Nobody cares," Josh mutters, his eyes darkening as Naveen moves toward the door and reaches out a hand for the wooden pole Josh has blocked it with.
"I don't think that's true," Naveen replies, frowning back at him, though he doesn't move the pole just yet. "Are things that bad?"
"I wish…" Josh starts, then shakes his head, looking away.
"What? What do you wish, Josh? You know we can't. It won't work."
Josh laughs briefly, but this time there's no humour in it. "Yeah, you're right, of course. I have… obligations; you have them too. Just forget it."
He starts to shove Naveen out of the way so he can move the blockage. Naveen lets him and steps away. What's the point in arguing? Josh will never leave his family; even this is pushing it.
As Josh is about to open the door, he looks back, a sad sort of desperation in his eyes. "She's left me anyway. But I'm not going to break up what you have. Good luck."
Naveen can't believe what he's hearing. He hasn't been happy at home for months and he's tried not to think about the possibility of Josh being available properly; it's just seemed so unlikely. Before he can get himself together enough to say something, Josh has disappeared.
Heart thudding wildly, Naveen stutters into motion, forgetting all the people around him as he seeks Josh's swiftly moving figure across the balcony. He can't call out to him or everyone will notice, and there's so many people to manoeuvre around it's a wonder no one's noticed how and he and Josh just came from the spa room together, both undoubtedly looking very worked up. He doesn't care though, apologising cursorily as he bumps or knocks them on his way inside.
Lost RPS, Josh/Naveen, angst, blowjobs, NC-17 (2495 words), part fourhaldoorApril 28 2010, 06:49:46 UTC
Somewhere near the front door, Josh is talking to Margherita, and Naveen stops dead as he turns to look back at him. Josh frowns momentarily into his eyes, and then turns back to Matt's wife. She's saying something Naveen can't hear but it looks like Josh is leaving. His heart jumps in fear as Josh kisses her and lets her open the door for him.
Naveen wonders if it's too late to care what Matt and Margherita think of him, licking his lips in indecision. Only a few seconds pass, but it could be hours for all the thoughts that flicker through his head. He nods to himself at last and crosses the room to Margherita.
"I'm sorry," he tells her, trying to smile sincerely, "I have to go, but do thank Matt for me; this is a wonderful party. Thank you too."
"I hope nothing's wrong?" she replies, concern in her pretty eyes.
"Oh, no, nothing really; I think I have a migraine coming on. I should go home and sleep. I'll call Matt tomorrow."
"Are you sure you don't want to lie down?"
"No; thank you, though." He knows he sounds icily polite, but time is ticking by too fast. Josh could have left by now. Perhaps she'll think it's the pain-well it is, but not from a migraine.
"If you're sure?"
"Perfectly. Thanks again."
Finally, he's out the door, checking about madly for Josh. He finally spots Josh's four wheel drive where he can see the interior light illuminating the halo of Josh's hair. Gulping in relief, Naveen bounds across the grass to where he's parked. He yanks the door open, startling Josh.
"Shit! Oh, it's you." Josh wipes at his face and grunts, "I need to get home. Why drag this out, Nav?" He's the only one who calls Naveen that, and him using it now makes Naveen's new resolve seem all the more worthwhile somehow.
"I'm not going home tonight," Naveen says, "or any night, actually."
"What?" Josh sounds breathless, and it suddenly occurs to Naveen with astonishing clarity that Josh was wiping tears from his face. The thought makes his heart leap unevenly.
"I've got a hotel room booked for now, but I…"
"Why are you telling me this?" Josh asks slowly, like he can't quite accept what Naveen's implying.
"Come with me?" Naveen knows he sounds desperate, but he doesn't care; he can't pass up this opportunity.
Josh gets out of the car and looks down at him. It's hard to see the expression properly in this light, but Naveen feels the intensity of it.
"Yes," is all Josh says, and then he's enveloping Naveen in a crushing embrace, seeking his lips with a warm, hot mouth.
Re: Lost RPS, Josh/Naveen, angst, blowjobs, NC-17 (2495 words), part fourzelda_zeeApril 29 2010, 22:07:19 UTC
Oh hon, thank you so much! I'm sorry I didn't reply earlier - I read it and loved it and then yesterday was kind of crazy and I didn't get a chance to comment til now.
This was just delicious and such a rare treat and you even made it angsty for me. It was just lovely of you to write this and I appreciate it so much! *MWAH*
Re: Lost RPS, Josh/Naveen, angst, blowjobs, NC-17 (2495 words), part fourhaldoorApril 30 2010, 03:35:41 UTC
I'm so glad you like it (and now I notice the silly bits... I mean 'warm, hot mouth'? DUH - should be wet, I think, not hot), and that it was such a treat (I know! How many people write RPS with Lost guys these days? Far too few). The angst is never far away in my fic, so it was no trouble. You are entirely welcome! ;-)
If it gets any crazier, Naveen thinks, someone's bound to get hurt. He's on the deck, clutching a multi-coloured cocktail he doesn't recognise that someone thrust at him when he arrived. After sipping it carefully, he doesn't want it, but it's better to hang on to it than to risk being given something worse. Leaning against the railing, he surveys the motley crew in the yard and wonders if he'll ever be involved in anything like this again.
Not just the party; the whole deal. Lost is such an unusual phenomenon for an American TV show; still stranger for people like Dom and him because they haven't done American TV much before. Even those who have, like Matt, say things are different with Lost, and the show 'family' has been a more amazing bunch than he's ever known. It's hard to imagine a better group, though Naveen's had plenty of offers since being with Lost.
Naveen's come alone tonight; things haven't been so good at home and he's not sure he's welcome there any more. He’s unusually melancholy because of it, despite the general feeling of camaraderie and fun in the air. All he can think is how alone he'll be once it's all over. He gazes into his drink once more, contemplating whether to go in search of something decent or to just drink it.
A nudge at his elbow makes him look up and a warm hand is suddenly drawing him backwards slowly, as if not spilling his drink is the main thing on Josh's mind. Naveen knows it can't be that; Josh has rarely been bothered about such things before. It's only when he checks around them he realises that Josh doesn't want anyone to see where he's leading Naveen in case they follow. God knows how no-one's already in the spa-room off Matt's deck, considering how many people are here, but it's typical Josh would find the one place they can be alone. He's usually in the midst of all the action, but when he wants to disappear, he can certainly make it happen.
It's not a big room, and perhaps the heat is putting most people off it, but Josh isn't bothered by a little sweat, and he knows Naveen won't care. Besides, Josh isn't wearing much: a thin t-shirt and a loose pair of shorts and he's barefoot. Naveen has jeans and a tank top on; he’s feeling very much like Sayid in some ways, though he has sandals instead of Sayid's normal footwear.
Josh is blocking the door once they’re inside, and drawing Naveen nearer before he can register that Josh has more on his mind than few quiet words.
"No," Naveen warns, "This is how we almost got in trouble before. We decided it wasn't worth the problems it could cause, remember?" He finds a surface to dump the glass he’s still holding and makes a move to get out of the room.
Josh shakes his head, eyes deepening with a need that causes a frisson of lust to tingle its way to Naveen's cock. "You decided. I agreed because you didn't give me any choice. This may be the last chance we get to be together."
Naveen stupidly doesn't point out that of course they'll see each other again; there's the wrap party, a cast-get together, several scenes to be re-shot, and who knows what else. He looks into Josh's eyes and it's more than he can bear to think about not spending time with Josh on a regular basis like they have done over the last six years.
At first it wasn't even sexual, and lately it wasn't again; he wouldn't let it be. It was too damned risky and they both knew it. Naveen wants to tell Josh again that they shouldn't be doing this, but his mouth won't form the words.
Josh licks his lips, knowing Naveen's watching them, and then drops to his knees. It shouldn't be so irresistible to see him down there; it certainly hadn't been the day he told Josh they couldn't carry on like this, but that strength seems to have left him now.
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Without any more discussion, he's sucking Naveen's dick into his mouth, slurping around the head and tonguing the slit in the way he knows will dissolve any further resolve Naveen thought he had. Naveen's good sense has completely fled; had done before Josh even got his fly unzipped.
What's amazing about Josh-apart from his incredible ability in blowjobs-is the way he looks up at Naveen while he's giving head. His eyes are a swirling mixture of emotions and it's like Naveen's his whole world, though Naveen knows this can't be true. He won't think about Josh's family; that'd just be asking for trouble, and it's too late now anyway. Instead of returning that sultry gaze, he focuses on Josh's lips, pink and moist, as they move on Naveen's cock.
He's good-Naveen doesn't think he's known anyone better, man or woman-and it doesn't take long before Naveen feels like he's going to explode. He reaches a hand down, clutching at Josh's hair, a choked sound trying to leave his throat. Josh pulls off his cock slowly, lips and tongue soft now as Naveen meets his eyes. Naveen can't say anything, although part of him is dying to say something like Hurry up; just fucking do it before I turn you over and force my cock up your ass dry!.
Josh tongues his glans slowly, their eyes caught in each other's. Naveen feels the impending orgasm ebbing away, though he's still turned on, desperate to reach it. Josh has always liked this delay, getting Naveen worked up and then backing off, teasing him. He gets worse if Naveen begs though, drawing it out more until he's almost crazy with need. Naveen steadfastly waits, his eyes shifting back to the tongue circling lazily around his cock-head. His ears are ringing, thudding with blood that's being forced too fast; too slow; too… damned urgently to his cock again as those damp lips suck on his frenulum.
Josh's hand is sneaking into Naveen’s pants under his cock and he's squeezing his balls gently, something he knows Naveen likes. The gentle sucking just there is getting to be too much too and Naveen gasps for air, his eyes blurring as he tries not to come yet.
It's too late though; Josh has undone him and his burning hot climax has him groaning as he clutches Josh's head like he'll fuck right down his throat without pause. He doesn't quite though, and Josh grins up at him as Naveen's come spits out onto his face. Josh isn't the least bit perturbed by this; he swipes up what he can with his tongue, then surges upward, ripping his head from Naveen's shuddering grasp.
Naveen tastes himself in Josh's kiss, his tongue feeding Naveen whatever he managed to lick up. Josh has him by the head in a similar way to how he's just been gripping Josh, and the kiss is as mind-blowing as the orgasm. Naveen grabs Josh's waist, holding on for dear life as they pull out of the kiss to breathe, then he's licking at the rest of his own spunk off Josh's face, bathing him with wide strokes of his tongue like they’re cats. Josh purrs like he actually is one and goes back to his mouth, drawing Naveen's tongue into his own so he can suck on it.
It's almost enough to get Naveen hard again, but he's not as young as he used to be. The feel of Josh's erection rubbing against him through the shorts Josh has on reminds him he should do something to repay the favour. He sucks in air when Josh finally lets his tongue go, whole body quivering with a kind of fuzzy satisfaction that will only feel complete when he's had Josh's cock in his mouth in return.
Josh lets him drift downwards and it doesn't take much to remove the shorts and underwear so Naveen can do what he wants. He wants to make Josh come apart the way he's just done, but somehow he's not sure he can take the time; it's not that he's not willing, he just isn't sure he's capable after the orgasm he's just had. He takes a handful of cock and licks over and around the head, his other hand gripping Josh's hip hard.
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Josh groans in that deep-throated, sexy way he has, and when Naveen looks up his eyes are practically rolling back in his head. Naveen swallows around the head and pulls back just as Josh's orgasm hits, letting Josh's come fill his mouth, hot and thick and sweet. He's tempted to give it back to Josh the way he's just done to Naveen, but Josh is staggering back, finding something to lean on and chuckling softly.
Confused, Naveen swallows so he can speak. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he gets to his feet as gracefully as he can and looking at where Josh's eyes rest, realises he's still on show. He tucks himself back in and snorts, "You can laugh; you have no pants on."
His eyes alight, Josh just shakes his head as he locates the missing shorts and slides them back on. Naveen steps up to him just as a loud noise sounds right outside the door. It makes him jump back and his heart start to thump. "We should go back out there before someone realises."
"Nobody cares," Josh mutters, his eyes darkening as Naveen moves toward the door and reaches out a hand for the wooden pole Josh has blocked it with.
"I don't think that's true," Naveen replies, frowning back at him, though he doesn't move the pole just yet. "Are things that bad?"
"I wish…" Josh starts, then shakes his head, looking away.
"What? What do you wish, Josh? You know we can't. It won't work."
Josh laughs briefly, but this time there's no humour in it. "Yeah, you're right, of course. I have… obligations; you have them too. Just forget it."
He starts to shove Naveen out of the way so he can move the blockage. Naveen lets him and steps away. What's the point in arguing? Josh will never leave his family; even this is pushing it.
As Josh is about to open the door, he looks back, a sad sort of desperation in his eyes. "She's left me anyway. But I'm not going to break up what you have. Good luck."
Naveen can't believe what he's hearing. He hasn't been happy at home for months and he's tried not to think about the possibility of Josh being available properly; it's just seemed so unlikely. Before he can get himself together enough to say something, Josh has disappeared.
Heart thudding wildly, Naveen stutters into motion, forgetting all the people around him as he seeks Josh's swiftly moving figure across the balcony. He can't call out to him or everyone will notice, and there's so many people to manoeuvre around it's a wonder no one's noticed how and he and Josh just came from the spa room together, both undoubtedly looking very worked up. He doesn't care though, apologising cursorily as he bumps or knocks them on his way inside.
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Naveen wonders if it's too late to care what Matt and Margherita think of him, licking his lips in indecision. Only a few seconds pass, but it could be hours for all the thoughts that flicker through his head. He nods to himself at last and crosses the room to Margherita.
"I'm sorry," he tells her, trying to smile sincerely, "I have to go, but do thank Matt for me; this is a wonderful party. Thank you too."
"I hope nothing's wrong?" she replies, concern in her pretty eyes.
"Oh, no, nothing really; I think I have a migraine coming on. I should go home and sleep. I'll call Matt tomorrow."
"Are you sure you don't want to lie down?"
"No; thank you, though." He knows he sounds icily polite, but time is ticking by too fast. Josh could have left by now. Perhaps she'll think it's the pain-well it is, but not from a migraine.
"If you're sure?"
"Perfectly. Thanks again."
Finally, he's out the door, checking about madly for Josh. He finally spots Josh's four wheel drive where he can see the interior light illuminating the halo of Josh's hair. Gulping in relief, Naveen bounds across the grass to where he's parked. He yanks the door open, startling Josh.
"Shit! Oh, it's you." Josh wipes at his face and grunts, "I need to get home. Why drag this out, Nav?" He's the only one who calls Naveen that, and him using it now makes Naveen's new resolve seem all the more worthwhile somehow.
"I'm not going home tonight," Naveen says, "or any night, actually."
"What?" Josh sounds breathless, and it suddenly occurs to Naveen with astonishing clarity that Josh was wiping tears from his face. The thought makes his heart leap unevenly.
"I've got a hotel room booked for now, but I…"
"Why are you telling me this?" Josh asks slowly, like he can't quite accept what Naveen's implying.
"Come with me?" Naveen knows he sounds desperate, but he doesn't care; he can't pass up this opportunity.
Josh gets out of the car and looks down at him. It's hard to see the expression properly in this light, but Naveen feels the intensity of it.
"Yes," is all Josh says, and then he's enveloping Naveen in a crushing embrace, seeking his lips with a warm, hot mouth.
Neither one cares now if someone sees.
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This was just delicious and such a rare treat and you even made it angsty for me. It was just lovely of you to write this and I appreciate it so much! *MWAH*
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