FIC: Feels Like the First Time (Ryan/Simon, PG-13)
Man, I am lovin' being back on standard time. It isn't so much the extra hour, although who doesn't love that, but the extra sunlight in the morning. Getting up in the dark really throws me for the day, which is why I dislike Daylight Savings so much. I don't tend to get a lot done in the after dinner hours if I'm alone.
Anyway, I wrote comment double-drabbles for birdisland's comment fest the other week and as she's friends-only many of you can't see them, so I thought I'd post them here. This first one is Rymon, and is based on Simon and Ryan staying at Ryan's parents' house when they were in Atlanta for Idol auditions, sleeping in Ryan's old room. Warning for some related roleplaying; also refers to Ryan and Simon's first time together, a story Ryan tells in the fourth section of High Art.
"Are you sure you're ready, Ryan?"
"Yes, Mr. Cowell, just, please be gentle."
"Of course I will. But I keep telling you to call me Simon."
"Oh, oh, Simon."
"Did I hurt you?"
"No, I-I like it. Oh, I like it."
"Good, I'm going to move faster now."
"Please, kiss me?"
"Better?"
"Yes, you can go-go faster."
"I knew you'd be a natural. You fit like a glove."
"I want to be good for you."
"So good. Here, use your hand."
"I'm almost there-"
"Shh, your parents."
"Oh, oh, wow."
"Yeah, wow."
"That was-"
"Yeah, it was."
"-really kinky."
"I don't think you kissed like that when you were fifteen."
"You wouldn't have been interested in me at fifteen. I didn't know what I was doing."
"And I knew what I was doing at thirty?"
"I did."
"Yes, chasing after me."
"As I recall you weren't running very fast."
"By forty-five I'd learned a few things."
"Maybe a few."
"Do you ever wish that it had been me your first time?"
"No. I couldn't have fucked you first."
"You'll never let me forget that, will you?"
"Not a chance."
Anyway, I wrote comment double-drabbles for birdisland's comment fest the other week and as she's friends-only many of you can't see them, so I thought I'd post them here. This first one is Rymon, and is based on Simon and Ryan staying at Ryan's parents' house when they were in Atlanta for Idol auditions, sleeping in Ryan's old room. Warning for some related roleplaying; also refers to Ryan and Simon's first time together, a story Ryan tells in the fourth section of High Art.
"Are you sure you're ready, Ryan?"
"Yes, Mr. Cowell, just, please be gentle."
"Of course I will. But I keep telling you to call me Simon."
"Oh, oh, Simon."
"Did I hurt you?"
"No, I-I like it. Oh, I like it."
"Good, I'm going to move faster now."
"Please, kiss me?"
"Better?"
"Yes, you can go-go faster."
"I knew you'd be a natural. You fit like a glove."
"I want to be good for you."
"So good. Here, use your hand."
"I'm almost there-"
"Shh, your parents."
"Oh, oh, wow."
"Yeah, wow."
"That was-"
"Yeah, it was."
"-really kinky."
"I don't think you kissed like that when you were fifteen."
"You wouldn't have been interested in me at fifteen. I didn't know what I was doing."
"And I knew what I was doing at thirty?"
"I did."
"Yes, chasing after me."
"As I recall you weren't running very fast."
"By forty-five I'd learned a few things."
"Maybe a few."
"Do you ever wish that it had been me your first time?"
"No. I couldn't have fucked you first."
"You'll never let me forget that, will you?"
"Not a chance."