Gareth/?, NC-17
anonymous
March 6 2010, 16:25:00 UTC
Gareth rubbed his cheek across the silky smooth calf, causing a gasp above him as his stubble caught on flesh, reddening it slightly. He was pleased they had dispensed with the stockings earlier
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Re: Gareth/?, NC-17amand_rMarch 6 2010, 16:30:28 UTC
This was his prize. Everyone knew he hated musicals, no matter who was in them. This was his reward for sitting through two hours of song and dance and he would take it slow if that was what he wanted.
Suite Life: Gareth, John - PG-1351stcenturyfoxMarch 6 2010, 16:58:17 UTC
"Oh, that's just wrong," John intones upon seeing Gareth's huge jacuzzi bath. There's a damp-ish towel hanging off the side covering two of the multiple jets, and an open bottle of hotel shampoo tipped to drizzle a thick honey-coloured stream down the drain. Clearly Gareth's already had a bask in the thing.
"What?"
"Hello. Where's mine?"
Gareth grins at him. He'd got in late for the publicity interview weekend, asked for a smoking room, was told there were none, hotel counter clerk recognised him (though pretended she didn't because that's not cool in a five-star hotel) and upgraded him to a suite. Which he could have just explained to John, but he didn't feel like it. Let him wonder why Gareth had got the honeymoon suite and he ended up with the very-posh-but-not-this-posh queen double down the hall
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Re: Suite Life: Gareth, John - PG-1351stcenturyfoxMarch 6 2010, 16:59:08 UTC
Gareth rolls his eyes, imagining how much effort the not-winking probably took, even though he knows John's not serious, and he'd say worse to Eve were this her room. She was clever not to answer her mobile. "Predictable. How about... no?"
"Oh, come on."
"Still not gay," Gareth says, and John looks mock-affronted.
"Chicken."
"Prat." And he shuts the door behind him, because Barrowman's already fucking singing. Gareth settles at the desk, rings down for Glenlivet because he and John agree on that and plugs his iPod in, because it's oddly fun to write music to other music -- and there's the "drowning out 'I'm just a little girl from Little Rock'" consideration, too, and if it keeps up after the bottle arrives he'll have to leave anyway, because Gentlemen Prefer Blondes? Just... no
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Dream Sequence [David Tennant/John Barrowman, R for wanking and stripping] Part 1
anonymous
March 6 2010, 17:10:10 UTC
David is fairly certain he is dreaming, and he is also fairly certain that he would like to wake up. Not as certain about the latter as he is about the former, but it's a close thing
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Re: Dream Sequence [David Tennant/John Barrowman, R for wanking and stripping] Part 2
anonymous
March 6 2010, 17:11:00 UTC
And then the pants go down and David feels his jaw drop with it because John was wearing nothing under there. Which is impressive as that means that the bulge in John's pants was entirely his. David's vaguely shocked that there is now dead silence coming from the telly because his cock is screaming with delight at the moment. The glass slips from his fingers and spills all over the bed, soaking through particularly at the rising mountain that is Mount David. It's so very warm and cold at the same time that David can't tell which part of the mess is his and which part is the Tequila's
( ... )
GDL (John, Eve) open rating
anonymous
March 6 2010, 17:18:56 UTC
Title: The Last Kiss (or Strike the Set, Lights Out)
He leans back against the wall, then straightens up quickly. Not allowed to crease the suit, yet. He wants to go outside for a coffee and fag break. Except John will make that face and complain if he smokes.
Speak of the devil. John strides past, stops and turns back. “Gaz, you ready for our last kiss?”
Gareth smirks and shakes his head. “It’s not. We’ve still got the, uh, other scene after this.”
John grimaces. “It doesn’t count if half of us is dead.” He’s still disappointed and upset about that. Or… well, maybe that’s just wishful thinking on Gareth’s part. He’s still a bit disappointed about it. There was so much more they could have done with his character, and damnit if he hadn’t been having ideas about it. He’d wanted to do a real space adventure episode. Some more time-travel. He’d wanted to do an ‘evil doppelgänger’ episode and play a really nasty version of Ianto. He’d wanted to snog Naoko. So much wasted potential
( ... )
Re: GDL (John, Eve) open ratingcruentumMarch 6 2010, 17:22:52 UTC
Aw man :( Poor guy needs a hug. Nice insight there and yeah, must have been a weird time filming that, also with all the fans watching the filming and whatnot. Aw sadface. Butlove the fic you made out of it :)
Re: GDL (John, Eve) open rating
anonymous
March 6 2010, 17:33:35 UTC
There was more, that is decidedly much more bitter-sounding, but it never made it out of my head and onto the page. Glad you liked it (I only write these for you, you know).
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OMG YES.
This was made of win.
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"What?"
"Hello. Where's mine?"
Gareth grins at him. He'd got in late for the publicity interview weekend, asked for a smoking room, was told there were none, hotel counter clerk recognised him (though pretended she didn't because that's not cool in a five-star hotel) and upgraded him to a suite. Which he could have just explained to John, but he didn't feel like it. Let him wonder why Gareth had got the honeymoon suite and he ended up with the very-posh-but-not-this-posh queen double down the hall ( ... )
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"Oh, come on."
"Still not gay," Gareth says, and John looks mock-affronted.
"Chicken."
"Prat." And he shuts the door behind him, because Barrowman's already fucking singing. Gareth settles at the desk, rings down for Glenlivet because he and John agree on that and plugs his iPod in, because it's oddly fun to write music to other music -- and there's the "drowning out 'I'm just a little girl from Little Rock'" consideration, too, and if it keeps up after the bottle arrives he'll have to leave anyway, because Gentlemen Prefer Blondes? Just... no ( ... )
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I would hope to God that she DOES have a Twitter. "OMGZ JOHN BARROWMAN NAKED IN GARETH'S ROOM guys I think they're banging SOMETHING!"
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He should find out. He really should. THANKS ANON!
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He leans back against the wall, then straightens up quickly. Not allowed to crease the suit, yet. He wants to go outside for a coffee and fag break. Except John will make that face and complain if he smokes.
Speak of the devil. John strides past, stops and turns back. “Gaz, you ready for our last kiss?”
Gareth smirks and shakes his head. “It’s not. We’ve still got the, uh, other scene after this.”
John grimaces. “It doesn’t count if half of us is dead.” He’s still disappointed and upset about that. Or… well, maybe that’s just wishful thinking on Gareth’s part. He’s still a bit disappointed about it. There was so much more they could have done with his character, and damnit if he hadn’t been having ideas about it. He’d wanted to do a real space adventure episode. Some more time-travel. He’d wanted to do an ‘evil doppelgänger’ episode and play a really nasty version of Ianto. He’d wanted to snog Naoko. So much wasted potential ( ... )
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Glad you liked it (I only write these for you, you know).
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