So there was some talk of a sleepover in chatzy, which I declared required fic. And for some inexplicable reason, it was decided I should write said fic. Alas, the last thing I need is one more WIP...but...
Dan looked over and snorted in laughter when he saw Tom's face go bright red. But damn, he was adorable like that . Now, let's get one thing straight-- Daniel Radcliffe was NOT gay. He just happened to like fucking guys as much as he liked fucking girls. So, he was bi. Right?
Yeah, and if Tom said he liked you, you'd turn gay in a SECOND, Daniel's inner mind raged.
Moving suddenly to get rid of such thoughts, Daniel crawled into the bed and toed his boots off, making sure to leave enough room for all six girls and Tom as well.
He watched like a hawk as Tom came into the bed, sitting between two girls in particular who looked as if they were going to devour him limb by limb.
Tom coughed a little sheepishly and cast his gaze to either side of him. Both girls looked positively Gryffindorish: claws and fangs, all sharp and menacing, ready to take down it's prey
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Dan shivered as the voice slid over his skin. If only loss of points went hand in hand with a punishment.
"OMG THEY NEED LUBE!" one of the fangirls screamed hysterically. Tom rather thinks she's about to combust, but Alan is steadily walking towards the bed in that rolling glide of his., and all of his attention is focused there. Damn, even when he's not acting, Alan is intimidating.
The dilemma of having no lube handy is beginning to affect the entire collection of watching fangirls. After all, without an adequate supply of lube, how is there any hope of there being hot shagging?
The second shortest jumps. "WAIT! I gots butter in my pocket!" And lo and behold, she produces a soft stick of butter and shoves it at Tom. Collectively, they all shout, "GET IT ON!" and begin to chant.
But as Alan prepares to slink onto the bed, one of the fangirls stomps her foot angrily. "I said no RICKMAN
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So that's his first shipwar, then, which doesn't actually seem that bad. Or, well, Tom's heard they've been violent sometimes and, well, he has been kicked at Tesco's once or twice. He can see how they would be, is all.
Alan's laughing at him quietly from across the room and the butter's all slick and gross where it's melting in his hand. Tom thinks he might want do something about that at some point, only it's so good to finally have at Dan's mouth.
Dan gets all eager, kissing him back like there's some chance any of the peanut gallery might put him off or something, and Tom lets Dan get a fist on his shirtfront to drag him in close so Tom can, erm, set the butter aside. He thinks he's done well enough with the distraction only he feels the warm puffs of Dan's laughter against his mouth, can practically feel Alan rolling his eyes.
"That's it?" he hears from somewhere not nearly far enough away. "They've been up here for ages and that's as far as they've gotten? Really, Alan, I must say I'm disappointed
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This chick is the craziest of them all! Alan thought to himself as he came to the other side of the bed, far away from the couple snogging in the middle. He honestly didn't even WANT to get in the middle of that. He DID want Jason as the man came closer and sat next to him.
A few of the girls moved around and their heads began to turn rapidly, as if watching a tennis match between Tom and Dan and then Alan and Jason.
Just then, Tom let out a long, drawn-out broken moan as Daniel began to wank him and all the girls let out large gasps and shrieks.
Tom's doing all right, really, until the one of them yells about the magic pants, which makes Dan incredibly aware they've an audience again. Since that means his hand stops working over Tom's cock, well, Tom's not exactly thrilled about it.
"No, no, what are you doing?" he protests and tries to make Dan's hand move again, explain the utter necessity of Dan finishing what he's started, arsehole, and Dan's face gets all lit up, like he's just had a thought, and for a moment, Tom thinks about relaxing.
Then Dan says, like it's genius, "We could, you know. Role-play." Then he's licking Tom's ear and laughing quietly like sex-gone-cracked and Tom thinks possibly this would be a good time to escape. Because honestly, Dan plans to encourage them?
And oh, look, the fangirls are naked, what a lovely surprise, and Alan's...oh, sweet Jesus, Jason's playing with his hair, making him purr and coo and moan and everything, how's Tom meant to look either of them in eye after this, honestly, and Dan says brightly, "I call Draco," pitched for
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Yeah, and if Tom said he liked you, you'd turn gay in a SECOND, Daniel's inner mind raged.
Moving suddenly to get rid of such thoughts, Daniel crawled into the bed and toed his boots off, making sure to leave enough room for all six girls and Tom as well.
He watched like a hawk as Tom came into the bed, sitting between two girls in particular who looked as if they were going to devour him limb by limb.
Well fuck, this was going to be interesting.
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"OMG THEY NEED LUBE!" one of the fangirls screamed hysterically. Tom rather thinks she's about to combust, but Alan is steadily walking towards the bed in that rolling glide of his., and all of his attention is focused there. Damn, even when he's not acting, Alan is intimidating.
The dilemma of having no lube handy is beginning to affect the entire collection of watching fangirls. After all, without an adequate supply of lube, how is there any hope of there being hot shagging?
The second shortest jumps. "WAIT! I gots butter in my pocket!" And lo and behold, she produces a soft stick of butter and shoves it at Tom. Collectively, they all shout, "GET IT ON!" and begin to chant.
But as Alan prepares to slink onto the bed, one of the fangirls stomps her foot angrily. "I said no RICKMAN ( ... )
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Alan's laughing at him quietly from across the room and the butter's all slick and gross where it's melting in his hand. Tom thinks he might want do something about that at some point, only it's so good to finally have at Dan's mouth.
Dan gets all eager, kissing him back like there's some chance any of the peanut gallery might put him off or something, and Tom lets Dan get a fist on his shirtfront to drag him in close so Tom can, erm, set the butter aside. He thinks he's done well enough with the distraction only he feels the warm puffs of Dan's laughter against his mouth, can practically feel Alan rolling his eyes.
"That's it?" he hears from somewhere not nearly far enough away. "They've been up here for ages and that's as far as they've gotten? Really, Alan, I must say I'm disappointed ( ... )
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A few of the girls moved around and their heads began to turn rapidly, as if watching a tennis match between Tom and Dan and then Alan and Jason.
Just then, Tom let out a long, drawn-out broken moan as Daniel began to wank him and all the girls let out large gasps and shrieks.
"THIS IS THE BEST FUCKING DAY OF MY LIFE!"
"OH MY GOD. I CAN'T BREATHE."
"FUCK YES HARRY! DRACO!"
"ITS NOT THEM! IT'S TOM AND DAN, DORK!"
"YOU CAN PRETEND THEY'RE ROLE-PLAYING!"
"FUUUUUCK YES!"
That last one had been from Daniel, he believed.
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"No, no, what are you doing?" he protests and tries to make Dan's hand move again, explain the utter necessity of Dan finishing what he's started, arsehole, and Dan's face gets all lit up, like he's just had a thought, and for a moment, Tom thinks about relaxing.
Then Dan says, like it's genius, "We could, you know. Role-play." Then he's licking Tom's ear and laughing quietly like sex-gone-cracked and Tom thinks possibly this would be a good time to escape. Because honestly, Dan plans to encourage them?
And oh, look, the fangirls are naked, what a lovely surprise, and Alan's...oh, sweet Jesus, Jason's playing with his hair, making him purr and coo and moan and everything, how's Tom meant to look either of them in eye after this, honestly, and Dan says brightly, "I call Draco," pitched for ( ... )
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