Indecent (1/3)
anonymous
January 12 2012, 04:27:16 UTC
Charley had said ‘no thanks’ in at least a dozen different ways. Peter didn’t seem to be getting the message.
“I'm offering you a shopping spree, which believe me, you’re due for,” Peter explained to him. “My treat. Most people would say thank you and ask where to first. Not bitch about how much they don't need it.”
Charley frowned. Peter was generous, too generous, which often made him uncomfortable. But more than that, wasn't Peter giving him a sort of a backhanded compliment? Like, 'You're so great, I want to buy you many things, but your taste sucks.'
“But what's wrong with my clothes?” Charley complained. “Not enough black?” He plucked at Peter's dark shirt in emphasis.
“For a start.” Peter nodded, either not noticing or not caring that he was being mocked. “Also way too much flannel.”
“I like these shirts!” Charley protested. “They're comfortable.”
“You're not a farm hand, Charley. And plaid is so 2009. Or 1992.” Peter shuddered
( ... )
Indecent (2/3)
anonymous
January 12 2012, 04:28:33 UTC
Peter dragged his eyes away from Charley and picked through the pile, finally coming up with a pair of tight black jeans he’d pulled off a rack earlier. He looked at them, then back at Charley. “Lose the boxers, Charley.”
“What? Dude, you don’t go commando in another-”
“It’ll just be for a moment Charley, and boxer shorts will never work under these.” He held out the trousers and shook them in Charley’s direction.
“Fine.” Charley bent and whipped off his pants before eying Peter and lowering his voice. “But there are easier ways of getting me naked.”
Oh he just had to, didn’t he? Here Peter was trying to behave, as requested, and Charley-naked Charley-was talking about ways he’s got him into such states, and with his fucking bedroom voice. Sure, Charley’s voice was lowered for volume’s sake, not seduction’s, but that didn’t seem to make a difference to Peter’s baser instincts. He threw the jeans at Charley. “Just try these on.” He took another drink and tried to ignore his growing arousal before he started getting hard
( ... )
Indecent (3/3)
anonymous
January 12 2012, 04:29:50 UTC
“Yeah, Charley?” They locked eyes in the mirror again, and Peter couldn’t help rock his hips a bit, letting Charley feel his own growing erection against him.
“Seriously, what are you doing?”
“Seeing if this outfit works,” he answered innocently, doing up the last button. Now Charley was, excepting the hard-on, perfectly decent. And Peter’s urge to do indecent things to him hadn’t lessened even a little.
“Works for who?” Charley choked out as Peter slipped his hands back under the loose fitting shirt
( ... )
Re: Indecent (3/3)fid_ginJanuary 12 2012, 14:47:10 UTC
Nngh. I'm not the OP, but such a lovely thing to wake up to this morning! I think my favourite parts of this were Peter kicking the boxers up off the floor and catching them (could totally see that), and the way he spoke to Charley and made him watch himself in the mirror. SO HOT. Thank you, anon!
Re: Indecent (3/3)miathekingswifeJanuary 13 2012, 19:11:27 UTC
*falls over onto the floor dead* I think I now have a new favorite Peter/Charley fic!!! xD When Peter made Charley watch.......... oh sweet Jesus in heaven. *faints* This was just AMAZING!!!
“I'm offering you a shopping spree, which believe me, you’re due for,” Peter explained to him. “My treat. Most people would say thank you and ask where to first. Not bitch about how much they don't need it.”
Charley frowned. Peter was generous, too generous, which often made him uncomfortable. But more than that, wasn't Peter giving him a sort of a backhanded compliment? Like, 'You're so great, I want to buy you many things, but your taste sucks.'
“But what's wrong with my clothes?” Charley complained. “Not enough black?” He plucked at Peter's dark shirt in emphasis.
“For a start.” Peter nodded, either not noticing or not caring that he was being mocked. “Also way too much flannel.”
“I like these shirts!” Charley protested. “They're comfortable.”
“You're not a farm hand, Charley. And plaid is so 2009. Or 1992.” Peter shuddered ( ... )
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“What? Dude, you don’t go commando in another-”
“It’ll just be for a moment Charley, and boxer shorts will never work under these.” He held out the trousers and shook them in Charley’s direction.
“Fine.” Charley bent and whipped off his pants before eying Peter and lowering his voice. “But there are easier ways of getting me naked.”
Oh he just had to, didn’t he? Here Peter was trying to behave, as requested, and Charley-naked Charley-was talking about ways he’s got him into such states, and with his fucking bedroom voice. Sure, Charley’s voice was lowered for volume’s sake, not seduction’s, but that didn’t seem to make a difference to Peter’s baser instincts. He threw the jeans at Charley. “Just try these on.” He took another drink and tried to ignore his growing arousal before he started getting hard ( ... )
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“Seriously, what are you doing?”
“Seeing if this outfit works,” he answered innocently, doing up the last button. Now Charley was, excepting the hard-on, perfectly decent. And Peter’s urge to do indecent things to him hadn’t lessened even a little.
“Works for who?” Charley choked out as Peter slipped his hands back under the loose fitting shirt ( ... )
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Thank you!
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Glad you liked this, thanks!
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I think I now have a new favorite Peter/Charley fic!!! xD
When Peter made Charley watch.......... oh sweet Jesus in heaven. *faints*
This was just AMAZING!!!
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*passes smelling salts*
Thanks!
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Sorry it took so long to reply to this... Loved it so very very much.
It's a bit difficult to reply, down here on the floor... You did an amazing job.
I need to go do the dishes now. Yes...
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Very happy to have floored you. :) Thank you!
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