Thin Walls
Title: Thin Walls
Author: dorksidefiker
Fandom: X-Men
Characters: Anole/??, Hellion
Prompt: 49. Listen
Word Count: 375
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Julian wishes like hell that he could turn off his brain, or that the walls were thicker.
Warnings: Slash-tastic! Hell, it’s porn (or near enough to make no difference).
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
There were times when Julian Keller wished that he could turn off his brain.
At the moment, as he pressed his pillow around his ears to block out the noises coming from the next room, he would have given anything for that ability. Finally, he let the pillow drop back to the bed with a curse and rolled over, trying for suffocation instead.
He wasn’t sure if it made it better or worse that he didn’t know who was in the next room with Vic. The motel’s walls were thin, but they were still enough to keep him from working out just who it was who was making Vic moan like that.
“God dammit,” Julian groaned, rolling onto his back again as Vic cried out, a wordless, passionate sound that made Julian’s brain go all kinds of places he really didn’t want it going. Closing his eyes only brought into focus the image of Vic sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide as a hard haired head bobbed up and down on his cock. Would he cling to the bed, the sheets, Julian wondered, or would he bury his fingers in his lover’s hair?
Maybe it would have been better to know who was in there with Vic. Then maybe his brain, which was clearly out to get him, would stop putting Julian in the place of the mystery man.
On the other side of the wall, Vic was swearing and begging. Then Vic was cut off as the bed suddenly creaked under added weight. Julian bit his lower lip and groaned softly.
He had never been so hard in his life.
It really wasn’t fair, and as he wrapped a hand around his erection, his evil, mad brain turned to images of Vic pinned beneath him, skin slick with sweat and his face flushed, begging with lips swollen from rough kisses to be fucked.
“Please…”
Author: dorksidefiker
Fandom: X-Men
Characters: Anole/??, Hellion
Prompt: 49. Listen
Word Count: 375
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Julian wishes like hell that he could turn off his brain, or that the walls were thicker.
Warnings: Slash-tastic! Hell, it’s porn (or near enough to make no difference).
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
There were times when Julian Keller wished that he could turn off his brain.
At the moment, as he pressed his pillow around his ears to block out the noises coming from the next room, he would have given anything for that ability. Finally, he let the pillow drop back to the bed with a curse and rolled over, trying for suffocation instead.
He wasn’t sure if it made it better or worse that he didn’t know who was in the next room with Vic. The motel’s walls were thin, but they were still enough to keep him from working out just who it was who was making Vic moan like that.
“God dammit,” Julian groaned, rolling onto his back again as Vic cried out, a wordless, passionate sound that made Julian’s brain go all kinds of places he really didn’t want it going. Closing his eyes only brought into focus the image of Vic sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide as a hard haired head bobbed up and down on his cock. Would he cling to the bed, the sheets, Julian wondered, or would he bury his fingers in his lover’s hair?
Maybe it would have been better to know who was in there with Vic. Then maybe his brain, which was clearly out to get him, would stop putting Julian in the place of the mystery man.
On the other side of the wall, Vic was swearing and begging. Then Vic was cut off as the bed suddenly creaked under added weight. Julian bit his lower lip and groaned softly.
He had never been so hard in his life.
It really wasn’t fair, and as he wrapped a hand around his erection, his evil, mad brain turned to images of Vic pinned beneath him, skin slick with sweat and his face flushed, begging with lips swollen from rough kisses to be fucked.
“Please…”