FIC: Kiss Me
Title: Kiss Me
Author: Cassie Morgan badfalcon
Fandom: ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane, Steve Carlson, Vignette, PWP
Rating: PG-13
Thanks to: You, for reading. havenward, ever, for the beta.
Notes Written for curliegirl and based on the video of The Hug between the boys at the Portland gig... cos lets face it, that hug? Christian was SO about to kiss Steve!
Disclaimer: Christian Kane & Steve Carlson are real people, and 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
Summary: What didn't happened after the concert in Portland...
"You were actually going to do it, weren't you?"
Christian took the bottle from Steve's hands and pushed his feet from the couch, curling up next to him. "Do what?"? He asked, pushing his hair back from his face, tucking it behind his ears
"Kiss me."
Laughing, Christian leaned over and obliged, his hand curling around the back of Steve's neck as he leaned in for a long, deep kiss.
Steve ran his hands through Christian's hair and snagged the bottle back. He grinned and brushed his lips over Christian's cheek. "Not what I meant."
"You complainin'?"
"Never," Steve murmured. He placed the bottle on the floor and pulled Christian on top of him, arms wrapped around him as he kissed him again. "You were, weren't you? Going to kiss me."
Christian nodded, tensing slightly in Steve's arms; tension that Steve quickly rubbed from his neck. "You said you.. we.. that you wanted some kind of acknowledgement that we.. that's there's more..." he trailed off, tongue darting out to wet his lips. "I... but..."
Steve smiled and followed Christian's tongue with his own, parting his lips and kissing him. "I did. And the fact that you were willing to show it... that's enough for me." He rested his forehead against Christian's, his eyes sliding closed. "Would never want you do to anything you were uncomfortable with."
Christian huffed out a laugh. "Never uncomfortable with you," he promised. "They all know we're together anyway. Could hear them all down in the front wolf-whistling. There'll be fanfiction about it all over the internet by now."
"It's almost tempting to kiss you to see what would happen."
"There'd be instant spontaneous orgasms in the front row."
"The internet would explode," Steve agreed, kissing Christian again. He wriggled around on the couch to lay down, pulling Christian fully on top of him. Sliding a hand between them, he worked Christian's zipper down. "Now, while we're on the subject of orgasms..."
Author: Cassie Morgan badfalcon
Fandom: ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane, Steve Carlson, Vignette, PWP
Rating: PG-13
Thanks to: You, for reading. havenward, ever, for the beta.
Notes Written for curliegirl and based on the video of The Hug between the boys at the Portland gig... cos lets face it, that hug? Christian was SO about to kiss Steve!
Disclaimer: Christian Kane & Steve Carlson are real people, and 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
Summary: What didn't happened after the concert in Portland...
"You were actually going to do it, weren't you?"
Christian took the bottle from Steve's hands and pushed his feet from the couch, curling up next to him. "Do what?"? He asked, pushing his hair back from his face, tucking it behind his ears
"Kiss me."
Laughing, Christian leaned over and obliged, his hand curling around the back of Steve's neck as he leaned in for a long, deep kiss.
Steve ran his hands through Christian's hair and snagged the bottle back. He grinned and brushed his lips over Christian's cheek. "Not what I meant."
"You complainin'?"
"Never," Steve murmured. He placed the bottle on the floor and pulled Christian on top of him, arms wrapped around him as he kissed him again. "You were, weren't you? Going to kiss me."
Christian nodded, tensing slightly in Steve's arms; tension that Steve quickly rubbed from his neck. "You said you.. we.. that you wanted some kind of acknowledgement that we.. that's there's more..." he trailed off, tongue darting out to wet his lips. "I... but..."
Steve smiled and followed Christian's tongue with his own, parting his lips and kissing him. "I did. And the fact that you were willing to show it... that's enough for me." He rested his forehead against Christian's, his eyes sliding closed. "Would never want you do to anything you were uncomfortable with."
Christian huffed out a laugh. "Never uncomfortable with you," he promised. "They all know we're together anyway. Could hear them all down in the front wolf-whistling. There'll be fanfiction about it all over the internet by now."
"It's almost tempting to kiss you to see what would happen."
"There'd be instant spontaneous orgasms in the front row."
"The internet would explode," Steve agreed, kissing Christian again. He wriggled around on the couch to lay down, pulling Christian fully on top of him. Sliding a hand between them, he worked Christian's zipper down. "Now, while we're on the subject of orgasms..."