FIC: Show & Tell
Title: Show & Tell
Author: Cassie Morgan
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Good Charlotte
Categories: Benji Madden/Joel Madden, BDSM, Angst
Rating: PG-13/R
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Chel, as ever, for the beta and letting me bounce ideas off her. Jenn, for making me laugh and being plain adorable.
Disclaimer: Benji, Joel & Josh Madden are real people, and most of the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Notes: Inspired by the bandana pics I posted earlier. Jenn & Chel poked... I wrote.
Summary: Josh notices something the twins thought they were keeping to themselves.
"I thought you two were planning on keeping your relationship a secret from the world?" Josh called out, looking up from his laptop, his face cracking into a grin as his younger brothers walked into the room.
"We are," Benji replied.
"Yeah," Joel continued, crossing his legs under him as he sank down on the bed; Benji sitting behind him, legs to either side. "That's why no-one else knows."
"Oh," Josh murmured thoughtfully, glancing back at his computer screen. "No one else knows..."
"Josh?" Benji ran a hand down Joel's upper arm, his forehead creasing into a frown. "What are you trying to say?" He felt a nervous flutter in his stomach, felt Joel's arm trembling beneath his fingers. "Josh?" He asked again.
When Josh still didn't reply, Benji swore and climbed off the bed, Joel less than a step behind him, reassuring hand on his back.
"What are you saying Josh?" Joel asked, reaching out for Josh's laptop as he started to close it. "No, don't." He shook his head, forcing the monitor back up again. He stared at Josh's wallpaper before turning to his brother. "What is it, Josh?"
"There's pictures," Benji stated softly, refusing to look at either Josh or Joel. "Someone saw us and there's pictures." His voice wavered as he continued, the colour draining from his face. "Everyone knows." His knees gave way and he sank to the floor.
Joel's eyes widened, darting between Benji and Josh. He shook his head as he dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms around Benji's shoulders. He pressed a kiss to his lips. "No. No, that can't be it. I... No." He took in a shaky breath. "That's not it, Benji, I promise. We'd know about it - it would have exploded, there'd be a fucking media frenzy right now. Josh wouldn't have been... teasing us like that if it was something like that." Joel looked up at Josh for confirmation, relieved when he nodded and crouched down next to them.
"That's not it," Josh promised, pulling Benji in close for a quick hug. "I'm sorry I made you think that. I didn't mean to." He rocked back on his heels, looking at both his brothers. "I'm sorry," he repeated, running his hands over his face. "Shit... I'm sorry, guys.I didn't think...didn't mean to scare you, Benj."
Joel nodded. "Ok." He exhaled heavily, leaning in against Benji; a brief gesture comforting them both. Joel rose to his feet, holding his hand out to Benji and pulling him up, their fingers tangling together.
"So what is it then?" Benji asked.
Josh giggled as he stood up. "You'll see," he told them as he sat down at his desk and pulled up a couple of pictures. He grinned and turned the computer around.
Benji blinked. He looked from the picture on the screen to Josh, to Joel and back to computer screen again. "It's a picture of me at Warped the other day."
"Yeah," Josh agreed. He pointed to the bandana in Benji's back left pocket. "What's that?"
"It's a bandana," Joel answered.
"Well done Joel." Josh nodded. "A black one. In his left pocket." He turned his attention back to the screen and opened up another picture - one of Joel.
"Nice ass," Benji whispered in Joel's ear, tongue teasing the shell.
Laughing, Josh cleared his throat. He raised an eyebrow at his brothers when they turned to look at him.
"Sorry Josh!" They chimed in unison, then burst out giggling.
Josh sighed and shook his head in amusement. "Ok, and this picture?"
"Is of Joel," Benji answered, leaning back against Joel with a sigh; Joel's arms wrapped around him, his chin resting on his shoulder.
"Anything else?"
"I've got a bandana in my pocket," Joel offered.
"A black one," Josh agreed. "In your right pocket." He leaned back in his chair, hands folded behind his head, watching his brothers carefully. His eyes widened when they both stared blankly back at him. "You really have no clue?"
"No clue about what?"
"It's called the hanky code," Josh explained, fighting the blush he could feel heating his cheeks up. He broke eye contact, staring down at the floor as he continued. "Its.. um... its a form of messaging, a code for gay men that indicates if they're a top or a bottom and what kind of sex they're after. Different colours and different sides of the body." He gestured at the picture on the screen again. "Black means S&M. Left means top. Right means bottom."
Benji giggled. "Oh." He twisted his head to the side and kissed Joel on the lips, reaching around and giving him a sympathetic squeeze at the blush on his face. "Umm.."
"S&M?" Joel squeaked. "Like.. whips and chains and shit? And... you're saying that.. um... bandanas and pockets and um... Oh! But.. we... I... um... we're not, that is we don't.... Benji?"
"Whips and chains and shit?" Benji repeatedly slowly, a lazy smile growing on his face when Josh nodded.
Joel stuttered to a stop, swallowing audibly. "Benji?"
Benji giggled and turned around in Joel's arms, kissing him again. "Kinky shit like... like tying you to the bed and making you beg and ice cubes and feathers."
Joel bit his lip and smiled shyly. "Could be fun." he agreed, hesitantly.
Josh looked up from his computer "I thought you said bondage was a 'Benji thing'?" He grinned when the twins glared at him. "Don't mind me," he waved a hand at them, turning his attention back to his computer. "It's only my house," he muttered, chuckling at the sound of them kissing.
"Maybe... maybe we could work on that?" Joel offered, starting to pull Benji out of the room. "We could see if we could make it a twin thing..."
"Sounds like a plan," Benji agreed as they stumbled out of the door, kissing and pulling each others clothes off. "Hey Josh," Benji called over his shoulder, "have you got a pair of handcuffs we can borrow?"
~El fin~
Author: Cassie Morgan
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Good Charlotte
Categories: Benji Madden/Joel Madden, BDSM, Angst
Rating: PG-13/R
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Chel, as ever, for the beta and letting me bounce ideas off her. Jenn, for making me laugh and being plain adorable.
Disclaimer: Benji, Joel & Josh Madden are real people, and most of the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Notes: Inspired by the bandana pics I posted earlier. Jenn & Chel poked... I wrote.
Summary: Josh notices something the twins thought they were keeping to themselves.
"I thought you two were planning on keeping your relationship a secret from the world?" Josh called out, looking up from his laptop, his face cracking into a grin as his younger brothers walked into the room.
"We are," Benji replied.
"Yeah," Joel continued, crossing his legs under him as he sank down on the bed; Benji sitting behind him, legs to either side. "That's why no-one else knows."
"Oh," Josh murmured thoughtfully, glancing back at his computer screen. "No one else knows..."
"Josh?" Benji ran a hand down Joel's upper arm, his forehead creasing into a frown. "What are you trying to say?" He felt a nervous flutter in his stomach, felt Joel's arm trembling beneath his fingers. "Josh?" He asked again.
When Josh still didn't reply, Benji swore and climbed off the bed, Joel less than a step behind him, reassuring hand on his back.
"What are you saying Josh?" Joel asked, reaching out for Josh's laptop as he started to close it. "No, don't." He shook his head, forcing the monitor back up again. He stared at Josh's wallpaper before turning to his brother. "What is it, Josh?"
"There's pictures," Benji stated softly, refusing to look at either Josh or Joel. "Someone saw us and there's pictures." His voice wavered as he continued, the colour draining from his face. "Everyone knows." His knees gave way and he sank to the floor.
Joel's eyes widened, darting between Benji and Josh. He shook his head as he dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms around Benji's shoulders. He pressed a kiss to his lips. "No. No, that can't be it. I... No." He took in a shaky breath. "That's not it, Benji, I promise. We'd know about it - it would have exploded, there'd be a fucking media frenzy right now. Josh wouldn't have been... teasing us like that if it was something like that." Joel looked up at Josh for confirmation, relieved when he nodded and crouched down next to them.
"That's not it," Josh promised, pulling Benji in close for a quick hug. "I'm sorry I made you think that. I didn't mean to." He rocked back on his heels, looking at both his brothers. "I'm sorry," he repeated, running his hands over his face. "Shit... I'm sorry, guys.I didn't think...didn't mean to scare you, Benj."
Joel nodded. "Ok." He exhaled heavily, leaning in against Benji; a brief gesture comforting them both. Joel rose to his feet, holding his hand out to Benji and pulling him up, their fingers tangling together.
"So what is it then?" Benji asked.
Josh giggled as he stood up. "You'll see," he told them as he sat down at his desk and pulled up a couple of pictures. He grinned and turned the computer around.
Benji blinked. He looked from the picture on the screen to Josh, to Joel and back to computer screen again. "It's a picture of me at Warped the other day."
"Yeah," Josh agreed. He pointed to the bandana in Benji's back left pocket. "What's that?"
"It's a bandana," Joel answered.
"Well done Joel." Josh nodded. "A black one. In his left pocket." He turned his attention back to the screen and opened up another picture - one of Joel.
"Nice ass," Benji whispered in Joel's ear, tongue teasing the shell.
Laughing, Josh cleared his throat. He raised an eyebrow at his brothers when they turned to look at him.
"Sorry Josh!" They chimed in unison, then burst out giggling.
Josh sighed and shook his head in amusement. "Ok, and this picture?"
"Is of Joel," Benji answered, leaning back against Joel with a sigh; Joel's arms wrapped around him, his chin resting on his shoulder.
"Anything else?"
"I've got a bandana in my pocket," Joel offered.
"A black one," Josh agreed. "In your right pocket." He leaned back in his chair, hands folded behind his head, watching his brothers carefully. His eyes widened when they both stared blankly back at him. "You really have no clue?"
"No clue about what?"
"It's called the hanky code," Josh explained, fighting the blush he could feel heating his cheeks up. He broke eye contact, staring down at the floor as he continued. "Its.. um... its a form of messaging, a code for gay men that indicates if they're a top or a bottom and what kind of sex they're after. Different colours and different sides of the body." He gestured at the picture on the screen again. "Black means S&M. Left means top. Right means bottom."
Benji giggled. "Oh." He twisted his head to the side and kissed Joel on the lips, reaching around and giving him a sympathetic squeeze at the blush on his face. "Umm.."
"S&M?" Joel squeaked. "Like.. whips and chains and shit? And... you're saying that.. um... bandanas and pockets and um... Oh! But.. we... I... um... we're not, that is we don't.... Benji?"
"Whips and chains and shit?" Benji repeatedly slowly, a lazy smile growing on his face when Josh nodded.
Joel stuttered to a stop, swallowing audibly. "Benji?"
Benji giggled and turned around in Joel's arms, kissing him again. "Kinky shit like... like tying you to the bed and making you beg and ice cubes and feathers."
Joel bit his lip and smiled shyly. "Could be fun." he agreed, hesitantly.
Josh looked up from his computer "I thought you said bondage was a 'Benji thing'?" He grinned when the twins glared at him. "Don't mind me," he waved a hand at them, turning his attention back to his computer. "It's only my house," he muttered, chuckling at the sound of them kissing.
"Maybe... maybe we could work on that?" Joel offered, starting to pull Benji out of the room. "We could see if we could make it a twin thing..."
"Sounds like a plan," Benji agreed as they stumbled out of the door, kissing and pulling each others clothes off. "Hey Josh," Benji called over his shoulder, "have you got a pair of handcuffs we can borrow?"
~El fin~