Baby Light My Fire 10.3
Title: Baby Light My Fire
Fandom: RPS
Story: Highway: Co-Location 10.3
Characters: Alan Davies and Robert Sean Leonard
Authors: michelleann68 + evila_elf = evila_ann
Prompt: coclaim100 59 Fire
Word Count: 2060
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Alan and Robert play with fire.
Authors’ Notes:
Where it all began:
Big table of prompts is here:
Order of the story is here:
Previous story:
Home is Where the Heart is
It wasn’t long before Robert returned, padding softly over in his socks. He paused to drink in the sight of Alan; soft orange glow creating a halo around his skin and lightening his curls. Alan turned then, catching his eye and beckoning him over with an outstretched hand. Robert swallowed as he approached, feeling his heart fluttering in his chest. Finally! He had been waiting for this since Alan had left LA. He kept his steps even and measured and paused next to his friend.
Alan reached upward, brushing fingers against Robert’s leg until he could reach his hand, then tickled the palm lightly before he threaded their fingers together. A soft tug and he had Robert lowering himself and he pulled the man closer.
Robert watched the firelight dance in Alan’s dark eyes and reached out, caressing Alan’s cheek with the back of his hand, smiling as Alan closed his eyes and leaned into the touch.
Once again, Alan took hold of Robert’s hand, this time laying all the way down and pulling Robert with him. Robert resisted the urge to lay his hands all over the body below him, even though they were close enough to feel heat radiating between them. Alan squirmed, eager for a touch of any kind. He wanted so badly to just grab Robert and pull him down against him, but that would take away from the fun, and Alan secretly loved Robert’s teasing, no matter how maddening it was. When a touch finally did come, just a light brushing of his right nipple, he arched up, but the touch disappeared. Then there was a tug at his pants as Robert struggled with the button.
“Hold still,” Robert hissed when Alan’s hips twitched impatiently.
Alan reached down and shooed away the hands, unbuttoning himself and pulling down the zip. He watched as Robert stared, transfixed, watching every move of his fingers. Time for a little fun of his own. Alan raised his hips and slowly inched down his jeans, careful to keep his underwear in place.
Robert waited until Alan wiggled the pants down to his knees before stretching himself across the nearly-nude body and using a well-placed foot to push the pants the rest of the way off. He rubbed his socked foot against Alan’s calf.
“Someone is overdressed,” Alan hungrily complained, not at all satisfied by the feel of clothes against his skin. He ran his hands up the back of Robert’s Tee, inching it up so he could gradually feel more and more skin pressed against his stomach and chest.
Robert removed his glasses as Alan started to tug his shirt off, placing them a safe distance away. Alan’s lips were on his before the shirt was all the way pulled over his head and he shivered with delight as Alan’s hands slid down his back, making their way to his ass, patting the pockets of his sweats until they found what they were looking for.
Alan grinned triumphantly against Robert’s mouth and he set his treasure back above his head for later use.
Suddenly, Robert pulled away, gasping for breath and sitting back on his haunches. Alan gave him a worried look, but he waved off the concern. “Forgot to breathe,” Robert said sheepishly.
“Someone needs oxygen, stat.” Alan sat up and pulled Robert down by the shoulders, turning him so he landed on his back and Alan was able to hover over him, looking down at the heaving chest, orange light dancing off the sweaty skin. He licked his lips, mesmerized by the golden-looking skin. A log from the fire popped and Alan snapped from his trance, running his hands down Robert’s side and dipping just under the band of his pants. He leaned forward, kissing just above the navel and giving the skin a light nip, watching it jump and quiver. He kept his face where it was and slowly began to inch down the sweats, dragging his knuckles lightly over Robert’s covered cock. Since Alan was already in the vicinity, he moved down to brush his lips over the cotton, feeling the hardness twitch under his lips. Then he was moving to tug the pants the rest of the way off. “Why are you wearing socks?” He now sat at Robert’s feet, one hand rubbing light circles against a knee, while the other poked at the socks.
It took Robert a moment before he finally answered, “Feet were cold.” He stretched to rub them against Alan’s leg.
“You really want to wear socks during sex?” Alan laughed and crawled back up so he could look down into Robert’s eyes, smoothing the hair back from his forehead.
Robert splayed his hands on Alan’s back and pulled him down, groaning - and hearing Alan do the same - as their clothed erections pressed against each other. He moved his hands down and slid them under Alan’s boxers, squeezing his ass.
Alan was torn between pushing back against the hands and grinding down. So he did both, leaning back into the touch, the grinding forwards, feeling the fingers tighten and dig into his skin.
“Still too many clothes,” Robert breathed into Alan’s ear. He hooked his thumbs on the outside of the underwear and started tugging them down as far as he could reach.
Alan finally rolled off to the side so he could pull off the offending garment and allow Robert to do the same with his own. As soon as they were tossed away from the heat of the fire and the heat of their bodies, Robert and Alan rolled back together as if they were magnetized, their bodies seeking the comfortable spots they had found many other times before. Alan laid his head in the crook of Robert’s shoulder, taking a moment to slow down, to remember to enjoy this, not rush to the end. He felt Robert’s hand cling to him and pull him in tighter, their bodies merging. Alan shivered and planted his lips against Robert’s neck, trailing kisses up till he pressed his lips to the back of his ear, one of Robert’s favorite places to be kissed.
Robert groaned and pressed Alan’s body harder to him. He looped his leg around Alan, the sock scratching his skin, causing Alan to suck in a deep breath.
“You are evil.” Alan laughed.
Robert dragged his fingers slowly up Alan’s body. “You know you like it.”
“Mmmmhmmm.” Alan dipped down and kissed Robert, letting his lips linger, and started to make his way down Robert’s body, feeling encouragement from his partner. “A little impatient? Patience, love, patience.”
Robert threw his head back, arching up to try and make as much contact with Alan as possible. In response, he felt Alan’s thumb rub across his hip, gently rubbing back and forth. Robert bit back another groan.
Alan smiled. He loved watching Robert’s responses, learning what Robert wanted and what he needed, and each time they met up, Alan enjoyed showing how much he had learned. How much he had remembered. He pressed his lips to Robert’s stomach, feeling the warmth of the skin against his lips. It was almost as hot as the fire that was warming the side of his face.
Robert groaned, long and slow, slowly losing control, and tried to pull Alan up. His fingers slid across the heated flesh and Robert felt like he was on fire. His body was taking its own course. It was all too much. The four months that they had been apart had seemed a lifetime, and he had wanted a moment, like this, for so long.
Alan followed Robert’s suggestion and crawled up his body, trailing kisses which acted as fuel to their own small fire. “You taste good,” Alan more or less said as he continued to drop kisses until they were face to facet. Their bodies aligned and erections pressed together between them, enveloped in the warmth of each other.
Stopping and looking down at Robert, Alan was still surprised that they were here together after all this time apart. It was surreal. Propping himself on one arm, he used his fingers to trace around Robert’s face. He smiled when Robert closed his eyes, turning into the touch, lips kissing his fingers. Alan rolled his hips, pressing himself against Robert, getting a small bit of friction that felt phenomenal.
Robert gasped and everything seemed to slow down except his need, his want. Like a coil in his stomach, it was beginning to unravel and he knew he could not stop it. It had been too long and tonight was proving to be too much. Pressing his hands into Alan’s back, Robert thrust his hips, grinding against Alan.
Sucking in a sharp breath, Alan laid his head down on Robert’s shoulder before he pressed his lips against the salty flesh where the shoulder met neck. Searching for something to grasp, he finally settled on the blankets above their heads. He felt Robert’s fingers dig in to his back, bruising his skin, holding him tightly. A slow long groan escaped his lips and a shiver raced down his back like a lit fuse.
Pressing his body up slightly, Alan captured Robert’s mouth and claimed it as his, surging his tongue in and taking possession, his body meeting each thrust as a free hand worked its way down their bodies and inside the small space. He brushed his thumb against the top of Robert’s erection and was immediately rewarded as Robert moaned deeply into his mouth.
Robert could taste salt on Alan’s lips and he relaxed his hands’ grip on Alan’s back, working them down to his ass, rubbing up and down. Then he gently trailed a fingertip across one of the firm round mounds of flesh and it was Alan’s turn to moan.
Alan pressed his hips forward and gently ran his fingers across their erections, no longer able to or wanting to drag this out. Alan pulled abruptly away from Robert’s mouth and, with one finger, ran the length of Robert’s hardness, feeling Robert tremble, his arms tightening once more, then letting go, the power of his release making him cry out into Alan’s hair. Alan shivered in response and tumbled after Robert, sealing them both together.
Collapsing against his exhausted partner, Alan was enveloped in a gentle hug, Robert’s arms coming back up to hold him. After a few moments as Alan listened to their racing hearts slow and beat in unison, he nuzzled his head against Robert’s chest. “We should go up to bed, it is bloody well more comfortable.” Never mind the fact that he would be laying on Robert up there as much as he was now.
“Just a few more moments, I just want to enjoy this,” was the sleepy and sated reply.
“Whatever you want, love.” He tenderly kissed Robert’s cheek.
The two bodies lay intertwined together, both men drifting off to sleep, the exhausting travel and the excitement of once again being together had worn them both out, as well as their recent activities. Sometime later, Alan woke up, his body contorted around Robert’s and the curse of age causing his body to ache, the blankets not enough to cushion against the hard floor. Alan knew, as nice as this was, the fire was almost out and the room was cooling quickly. Sitting up, Alan whispered in Robert’s ear. He smirked as the body below him stretched out like a cat just waking from a dream. Alan watched as he blinked his eyes a few times and returned the smile that grew across Robert’s face.
“We fell asleep,” Robert observed, voice thick and husky.
“Appears so. Ready?”
Robert yawned deeply and stretched again, “Yeah, I am. Long day.”
Alan stood up gingerly, one leg was not completely awake, he reached out and grabbed Robert’s outstretched hand, helping him stand up. “Yes, but a good one.” Alan wrapped his arms around Robert, pulling him into a gentle embrace. “Today I feel my age.”
“Well I don’t feel any age in you,” Robert playfully responded as he grabbed Alan’s ass.
Laughing, Alan turned towards the stairs. “Quick shower to clean up?”
“Good idea, but hurry up, it is cold now.” Robert slipped his hand into Alan’s and they walked side by side, naked, up the stairs to a hot shower and comfortable bed.
10.04 Mac and Cheese
Fandom: RPS
Story: Highway: Co-Location 10.3
Characters: Alan Davies and Robert Sean Leonard
Authors: michelleann68 + evila_elf = evila_ann
Prompt: coclaim100 59 Fire
Word Count: 2060
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Alan and Robert play with fire.
Authors’ Notes:
Where it all began:
Big table of prompts is here:
Order of the story is here:
Previous story:
Home is Where the Heart is
It wasn’t long before Robert returned, padding softly over in his socks. He paused to drink in the sight of Alan; soft orange glow creating a halo around his skin and lightening his curls. Alan turned then, catching his eye and beckoning him over with an outstretched hand. Robert swallowed as he approached, feeling his heart fluttering in his chest. Finally! He had been waiting for this since Alan had left LA. He kept his steps even and measured and paused next to his friend.
Alan reached upward, brushing fingers against Robert’s leg until he could reach his hand, then tickled the palm lightly before he threaded their fingers together. A soft tug and he had Robert lowering himself and he pulled the man closer.
Robert watched the firelight dance in Alan’s dark eyes and reached out, caressing Alan’s cheek with the back of his hand, smiling as Alan closed his eyes and leaned into the touch.
Once again, Alan took hold of Robert’s hand, this time laying all the way down and pulling Robert with him. Robert resisted the urge to lay his hands all over the body below him, even though they were close enough to feel heat radiating between them. Alan squirmed, eager for a touch of any kind. He wanted so badly to just grab Robert and pull him down against him, but that would take away from the fun, and Alan secretly loved Robert’s teasing, no matter how maddening it was. When a touch finally did come, just a light brushing of his right nipple, he arched up, but the touch disappeared. Then there was a tug at his pants as Robert struggled with the button.
“Hold still,” Robert hissed when Alan’s hips twitched impatiently.
Alan reached down and shooed away the hands, unbuttoning himself and pulling down the zip. He watched as Robert stared, transfixed, watching every move of his fingers. Time for a little fun of his own. Alan raised his hips and slowly inched down his jeans, careful to keep his underwear in place.
Robert waited until Alan wiggled the pants down to his knees before stretching himself across the nearly-nude body and using a well-placed foot to push the pants the rest of the way off. He rubbed his socked foot against Alan’s calf.
“Someone is overdressed,” Alan hungrily complained, not at all satisfied by the feel of clothes against his skin. He ran his hands up the back of Robert’s Tee, inching it up so he could gradually feel more and more skin pressed against his stomach and chest.
Robert removed his glasses as Alan started to tug his shirt off, placing them a safe distance away. Alan’s lips were on his before the shirt was all the way pulled over his head and he shivered with delight as Alan’s hands slid down his back, making their way to his ass, patting the pockets of his sweats until they found what they were looking for.
Alan grinned triumphantly against Robert’s mouth and he set his treasure back above his head for later use.
Suddenly, Robert pulled away, gasping for breath and sitting back on his haunches. Alan gave him a worried look, but he waved off the concern. “Forgot to breathe,” Robert said sheepishly.
“Someone needs oxygen, stat.” Alan sat up and pulled Robert down by the shoulders, turning him so he landed on his back and Alan was able to hover over him, looking down at the heaving chest, orange light dancing off the sweaty skin. He licked his lips, mesmerized by the golden-looking skin. A log from the fire popped and Alan snapped from his trance, running his hands down Robert’s side and dipping just under the band of his pants. He leaned forward, kissing just above the navel and giving the skin a light nip, watching it jump and quiver. He kept his face where it was and slowly began to inch down the sweats, dragging his knuckles lightly over Robert’s covered cock. Since Alan was already in the vicinity, he moved down to brush his lips over the cotton, feeling the hardness twitch under his lips. Then he was moving to tug the pants the rest of the way off. “Why are you wearing socks?” He now sat at Robert’s feet, one hand rubbing light circles against a knee, while the other poked at the socks.
It took Robert a moment before he finally answered, “Feet were cold.” He stretched to rub them against Alan’s leg.
“You really want to wear socks during sex?” Alan laughed and crawled back up so he could look down into Robert’s eyes, smoothing the hair back from his forehead.
Robert splayed his hands on Alan’s back and pulled him down, groaning - and hearing Alan do the same - as their clothed erections pressed against each other. He moved his hands down and slid them under Alan’s boxers, squeezing his ass.
Alan was torn between pushing back against the hands and grinding down. So he did both, leaning back into the touch, the grinding forwards, feeling the fingers tighten and dig into his skin.
“Still too many clothes,” Robert breathed into Alan’s ear. He hooked his thumbs on the outside of the underwear and started tugging them down as far as he could reach.
Alan finally rolled off to the side so he could pull off the offending garment and allow Robert to do the same with his own. As soon as they were tossed away from the heat of the fire and the heat of their bodies, Robert and Alan rolled back together as if they were magnetized, their bodies seeking the comfortable spots they had found many other times before. Alan laid his head in the crook of Robert’s shoulder, taking a moment to slow down, to remember to enjoy this, not rush to the end. He felt Robert’s hand cling to him and pull him in tighter, their bodies merging. Alan shivered and planted his lips against Robert’s neck, trailing kisses up till he pressed his lips to the back of his ear, one of Robert’s favorite places to be kissed.
Robert groaned and pressed Alan’s body harder to him. He looped his leg around Alan, the sock scratching his skin, causing Alan to suck in a deep breath.
“You are evil.” Alan laughed.
Robert dragged his fingers slowly up Alan’s body. “You know you like it.”
“Mmmmhmmm.” Alan dipped down and kissed Robert, letting his lips linger, and started to make his way down Robert’s body, feeling encouragement from his partner. “A little impatient? Patience, love, patience.”
Robert threw his head back, arching up to try and make as much contact with Alan as possible. In response, he felt Alan’s thumb rub across his hip, gently rubbing back and forth. Robert bit back another groan.
Alan smiled. He loved watching Robert’s responses, learning what Robert wanted and what he needed, and each time they met up, Alan enjoyed showing how much he had learned. How much he had remembered. He pressed his lips to Robert’s stomach, feeling the warmth of the skin against his lips. It was almost as hot as the fire that was warming the side of his face.
Robert groaned, long and slow, slowly losing control, and tried to pull Alan up. His fingers slid across the heated flesh and Robert felt like he was on fire. His body was taking its own course. It was all too much. The four months that they had been apart had seemed a lifetime, and he had wanted a moment, like this, for so long.
Alan followed Robert’s suggestion and crawled up his body, trailing kisses which acted as fuel to their own small fire. “You taste good,” Alan more or less said as he continued to drop kisses until they were face to facet. Their bodies aligned and erections pressed together between them, enveloped in the warmth of each other.
Stopping and looking down at Robert, Alan was still surprised that they were here together after all this time apart. It was surreal. Propping himself on one arm, he used his fingers to trace around Robert’s face. He smiled when Robert closed his eyes, turning into the touch, lips kissing his fingers. Alan rolled his hips, pressing himself against Robert, getting a small bit of friction that felt phenomenal.
Robert gasped and everything seemed to slow down except his need, his want. Like a coil in his stomach, it was beginning to unravel and he knew he could not stop it. It had been too long and tonight was proving to be too much. Pressing his hands into Alan’s back, Robert thrust his hips, grinding against Alan.
Sucking in a sharp breath, Alan laid his head down on Robert’s shoulder before he pressed his lips against the salty flesh where the shoulder met neck. Searching for something to grasp, he finally settled on the blankets above their heads. He felt Robert’s fingers dig in to his back, bruising his skin, holding him tightly. A slow long groan escaped his lips and a shiver raced down his back like a lit fuse.
Pressing his body up slightly, Alan captured Robert’s mouth and claimed it as his, surging his tongue in and taking possession, his body meeting each thrust as a free hand worked its way down their bodies and inside the small space. He brushed his thumb against the top of Robert’s erection and was immediately rewarded as Robert moaned deeply into his mouth.
Robert could taste salt on Alan’s lips and he relaxed his hands’ grip on Alan’s back, working them down to his ass, rubbing up and down. Then he gently trailed a fingertip across one of the firm round mounds of flesh and it was Alan’s turn to moan.
Alan pressed his hips forward and gently ran his fingers across their erections, no longer able to or wanting to drag this out. Alan pulled abruptly away from Robert’s mouth and, with one finger, ran the length of Robert’s hardness, feeling Robert tremble, his arms tightening once more, then letting go, the power of his release making him cry out into Alan’s hair. Alan shivered in response and tumbled after Robert, sealing them both together.
Collapsing against his exhausted partner, Alan was enveloped in a gentle hug, Robert’s arms coming back up to hold him. After a few moments as Alan listened to their racing hearts slow and beat in unison, he nuzzled his head against Robert’s chest. “We should go up to bed, it is bloody well more comfortable.” Never mind the fact that he would be laying on Robert up there as much as he was now.
“Just a few more moments, I just want to enjoy this,” was the sleepy and sated reply.
“Whatever you want, love.” He tenderly kissed Robert’s cheek.
The two bodies lay intertwined together, both men drifting off to sleep, the exhausting travel and the excitement of once again being together had worn them both out, as well as their recent activities. Sometime later, Alan woke up, his body contorted around Robert’s and the curse of age causing his body to ache, the blankets not enough to cushion against the hard floor. Alan knew, as nice as this was, the fire was almost out and the room was cooling quickly. Sitting up, Alan whispered in Robert’s ear. He smirked as the body below him stretched out like a cat just waking from a dream. Alan watched as he blinked his eyes a few times and returned the smile that grew across Robert’s face.
“We fell asleep,” Robert observed, voice thick and husky.
“Appears so. Ready?”
Robert yawned deeply and stretched again, “Yeah, I am. Long day.”
Alan stood up gingerly, one leg was not completely awake, he reached out and grabbed Robert’s outstretched hand, helping him stand up. “Yes, but a good one.” Alan wrapped his arms around Robert, pulling him into a gentle embrace. “Today I feel my age.”
“Well I don’t feel any age in you,” Robert playfully responded as he grabbed Alan’s ass.
Laughing, Alan turned towards the stairs. “Quick shower to clean up?”
“Good idea, but hurry up, it is cold now.” Robert slipped his hand into Alan’s and they walked side by side, naked, up the stairs to a hot shower and comfortable bed.
10.04 Mac and Cheese