FIC: Numb3rs: Four Simple Words (Don/Charlie) FRAO
Title: Four Simple Words
Author: CPWatcher
Fandom: Numb3rs
Rating: FRAO (incest/slash/sex)
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Beta: none, another little ficlet, so all mistakes are mine.
Spoilers: Longshot, Blackout
Summary: Don and Charlie hide their relationship.
Author's Note: Written for the Incest50 table - prompt 38 - Deception.
Feedback: Please, here or gsan2@sbcglobal.net
Disclaimer: Not mine, no money made, etc., just playing with them a bit.
Incest50 - prompt 38:Deception
Four Simple Words by CPWatcher(April 2007)
Pushed up against the wall, skirt scrunched up, legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck for support, she moaned every time he pushed himself deeper inside her. The pace was fast, but he was good. Real good. As good as his rep, if not better. She came. This was the fourth time he'd brought her off, only just now getting his own release. Oh yeah, way the hell better than his reputation.
########
"Everybody, this is Agent Liz Warner. She'll be working with us on the racetrack killing." Don introduced.
'Another fucking female agent.' Megan grinned. 'Yes! The testosterone level was getting a little too thick around here, especially since Grainger joined the team.' "Hi, Megan Reeves."
'Another fucking female agent.' Colby smiled. 'About damn time. Megan was cute but her attraction to Fleinhardt is nuts. Maybe I stand a better chance with this Liz chick.' "Colby. Colby Grainger."
'Fucking another female agent?' Charlie, brow crinkling in obvious wonder, as Don introduced the new agent. "Hi, I'm Charlie. Don's brother."
'Fucking another female agent.' David watched Don and Liz's body language and knew the answer to Charlie's questioning gaze. 'Damn, the man was fast and apparently as good as the grapevine says he is based upon Agent Warner's smile. Colby didn't stand a chance.' "Hey. David Sinclair. Nice to meet you."
'Fucking another female agent.' Amita greeted the woman with an air of coolness, wondering not for the first time how she wound up with the wrong Eppes brother. "Amita Ramanujan. I'm a professor at Cal Sci."
'Fucking another female agent?' Alan questioned with mild contempt at his older son's actions when Charlie told him about Liz. "Haven't you had enough of that behavior?"
'Fucking another female agent. Damn straight!' Don's swagger was arrogant as he walked away from his father, while shooting an obvious glare at Charlie for being a tattletale. "It's just me, okay."
'Fucking another female agent.' Don sighed resignedly as he washed all traces of Agent Warner from his body. He recalled how she'd wrapped her legs around him. He gave it to her good, real good, yet found almost no pleasure in it. But he had a reputation to uphold.
########
Don slid into bed and was immediately embraced in the warm arms of his lover. "I'm sorry, Chuck."
Charlie kissed his brother softly, stilling his words. "It was necessary."
"It's fucked up." Don said.
"It's protection."
"Fucking another female agent. As cover. Just so no one suspects the two of us. It's really fucked up, Chuck."
"Yes. But it's a necessary evil." Charlie tried to soothe his tormented brother and livelong lover. "It's not like you go after them. They pursue you. You just let yourself get caught from time to time. Keeps up your ladies man persona."
"Yeah, well it sucks, you know. Always having to play the role."
"Look Donnie, you're the handsome stud, and I'm the intellectual bookworm. One of us had to be the one that had the string of women. They prefer body to brains."
"Hell, I'd trade. I'd give it up in a heartbeat. I'd give up having sex with all those women when all I want to do is be with you."
"I know. But what else can we do? No one would understand the love we share." Charlie said.
"I know. But fucking another female agent. Fuck. That shit gets old Charlie."
Charlie rolled then straddled Don's hips, rubbing their naked bodies together, Don was spiraling into a funk and Charlie had to head it off. "Don't think about fucking another female agent, then. Think about fucking me." Charlie kissed Don deeply, letting up only when it was necessary to breathe.
Don looked up into Charlie's eyes and saw love and understanding. He didn't see any accusations of infidelity and jealousy, only lust and desire. Don still couldn't quite wrap his head around how Charlie just shrugged Don having sex with these women off. Don found it was not so easy to do the same whenever Charlie had to make advances on Amita to keep his own heterosexual cover in place.
Charlie licked a path to Don's ear. "You're thinking too much big brother." Charlie whispered. "Instead you should be putting your fat cock up your little brother's hot tight ass."
Don groaned. Shaking off his self-imposed berating, Don kissed Charlie back with passion. Rolling them over till Don lay atop Charlie he looked down at his lover with an aching need. Fuck those other women. They didn't matter. A necessary evil, just like Charlie had said. What was important, and precious, and his entire world, lay right beneath him. Charlie. That's what mattered. Only Charlie. The only thing that ever mattered. He grabbed Charlie's hand and kissed the ring he wore. Their ring. Their vow of love to each other. Charlie took Don's hand and mimicked the action. Don let loose with a megawatt smile.
"I love you, Chuck."
"I love you, Donnie." Charlie gave him a quick kiss. "Now fuck me. Fuck your baby. I need you Donnie. Need you to show me how much you love me."
And that's when Don heard it. The small catch in Charlie's voice. He almost missed it. But it was there. That hint of fear, of worry. And Don realized that Charlie was not truly as confident as he pretended to be. That Don fucking another female agent worried Charlie more than he let on.
Charlie was pushing Don off of him as he attempted to turn over. And that's when Don had another revelation. The only time Charlie willingly wanted Don to take him from behind was after Don had been with a woman for cover. Charlie had told him countless time he preferred making love face to face so he could kiss Don.
Don pushed Charlie to lie back. Kissing Charlie softly Don whispered into his ear. "Wanna see you baby. Wanna see you, as I love you. Love you slow and easy."
Charlie wanted to balk. He didn't want Don to watch him as he fucked him. Charlie couldn't bear to see the look on Don's face the day he realized that he'd really prefer a woman more than a man, more than him. But Charlie could never deny Don anything, so he laid back and tried to relax as his brother prepped him.
Don took his time, determined to show Charlie how much he loved and cherished him. He slowly entered Charlie, kissing his brother softly as he did so. He started an easy, languid pace while murmuring words of love in Charlie's ear.
Don buried his face in Charlie's neck, smelling Charlie's soap, and the scent that was undeniably Charlie. And Don knew he didn't want to be this close to anyone else but Charlie. Coming to a decision, Don knew he would never take another fucking female agent to bed again. Charlie was all he ever wanted, all he ever needed.
"Charlie. I can't do this anymore. These women. I want... I can't do this... Charlie, do you understand. I can't do this anymore."
Don felt Charlie tense, and then heard a sorrowful moan. Stilling his thrusts Don looked at Charlie's face. The pain he saw there made his heart clench. Charlie's eyes suddenly filled with tears, just on the verge of spilling. His normally expressive eyes had a haunted, hollow look of defeat.
Immediately, Don realized his mistake. "Oh shit. Charlie. Charlie. Baby."
Charlie moaned pitifully as the damn of his emotions broke, tears streaming down his face. He turned away, no longer able to meet Don's eyes.
"Charlie. Charlie, please. Look at me. Please, look at me." Don turned his brother's face so their eyes met. "Oh Chuck. I didn't mean us. I didn't mean I wanted us to stop. Fuck no. I love you Charlie. I love you. I'd rather die than hurt you anymore. I can't be with these women anymore Charlie. I can't have sex with these women as cover anymore. I don't want them. I want you. I need you. That's why we had the commitment ceremony. It's you and no one else, from now on. Do you understand, baby? Just you."
Don kissed Charlie eyes, then his mouth, slowly, tentatively, waiting for Charlie reaction which was equally slow in coming.
"I thought that you were dumping me. Dumping me for some woman." Charlie sniffed.
"On no, baby. Never." Don kissed Charlie. "Never. I love you." His erection softening due to the emotional rollercoaster they just got off, Don eased out of Charlie, then turned them so he lay on his back, Charlie's head on his chest, bodies pressed against each other. They would reconnect on a physical level later. Right now all Don wanted to do was hold his partner. He brushed back the curls on Charlie's face and kissed his forehead. "No one but you Charlie. No one but you."
Charlie sighed, and kissed Don's chest. "Yeah, Don, only you."
### end ###