YNLH: The Kissing Disease for jonjokeat
Recipient: jonjokeat
Title: The Kissing Disease
Author:musashden
Characters: Raylan, Boyd (mention of Ava and Johnny but they don't speak)
Pairings: Raylan/Boyd
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Episode 3.09 "Loose Ends."
Summary: Boyd and Raylan's thoughts and actions after
[Spoiler (click to open)]
Raylan kisses Ava
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The Kissing Disease
Raylan had been lost in thought all day. He half assed his way through work and nearly got in a car accident on his way home because of his daydreaming. He had kissed Ava yesterday and it was still buzzing around in his head. It had been nice - just the way he remembered it being. But that wasn’t why it was still on his mind. There had been something different bout the kiss that he couldn’t put his finger on right away. It had hit him later on while he lay in bed absently picking dirt out of his navel. And when he figured it out he couldn’t help the thrill it sent through him.
Ava had tasted like Boyd. A strange mix of whiskey and mint lip balm that was so very ‘Boyd’ that Raylan couldn’t believe he hadn’t figured it out before. As soon as the other man crossed his mind Raylan’s hand slid south. He closed his eyes and sighed, thinking about the last time he had kissed Boyd. It was months ago, after Helen’s funeral - the last time Boyd had tried to comfort Raylan and in a fit of rage Raylan had pushed him away. Seemed like the very next day he was with Ava and Raylan was burying his emotions over the matter and moving on with his life so he wouldn’t have to think about any of it. What he wouldn’t give to have Boyd next to him right that moment. Raylan let his mind wander as he slowly stroked himself.
Boyd would enter the room quietly - his bare feet not making a sound on the old hardwood floor of his bar apartment. He’d slip under the covers and settle next to Raylan on his side. He’d slide his hand over Raylan’s, lean in close to his ear and whisper ‘Let me do that for you’. Raylan would let him and practically sing as Boyd worked him over. He’d bite, lick and suck every inch of Raylan’s skin - making him arch up and beg. ‘Come on, Boyd. Stop teasing me’. Boyd would comply - take one of his fingers in his mouth before pushing the slick digit inside Raylan. He’d come undone after just a few more strokes and Boyd would let out a little triumphant ‘whoop’ as Raylan moaned his name over and over.
Raylan arched up at his own fantasy - biting his lip when he came. He tossed his head back and curled his toes as waves of pleasurable tingles washed over him. He couldn’t help the name that escaped his lips as he came down from his high. “Boyd!! God… damn it…”
Meanwhile, at Johnny’s bar….
Ava and Johnny looked up when Boyd suddenly shuddered. Normally they wouldn’t have noticed it but he let out an odd sounding yelp and shook the table when he twitched almost violently. When he noticed their looks he sniffled. “Chill, snuck up on me.” He said before jittering slightly. He rolled down the sleeves of his shirt and cleared his throat. After a few seconds they went back to counting receipts and closing up the bar. Boyd’s head was suddenly filled with thoughts of Raylan. They had been persisting nearly all day since Ava came back smelling like him. It made his head spin. Especially when she told him Raylan had kissed her. He had pretended to be angry but really his mind had already wandered off down memory lane. To the last time Raylan had grabbed him and kissed him like he really meant it.
They had been in some random bar and they were about to leave when Raylan suggested going to the bathroom before the drive home. Boyd was finishing up at one of the urinals when he heard Raylan whistle at him. He looked over and Raylan was standing in the only stall that still had a door. Boyd zipped up his pants and walked over. ‘You can’t wait until we get home?’ Raylan just shook his head and grabbed the front of Boyd’s jacket. He pulled him into a kiss and maneuvered the other man into the tiny stall. The kiss made Boyd hard in a second. It was wet and sloppy - Raylan was definitely drunk - but it felt so good. Unfortunately their make out session was interrupted by a hard knock on the door. The man on the other side informed them that he need to take a dumb and all desire and lust flew right out the window. He gave them a disgusted look when they both exited the stall but they ignore it. In fact Raylan grabbed Boyd’s hand and hurried him out to the truck where they finished what they started.
The next day…
Boyd didn’t even realize where he was until the door opened and Raylan was standing on the other side. They both looked at each other a little dumbfounded for a second. “What are you doing here?” Raylan asked putting on his best glare. He willed himself to meet Boyd’s gaze and tried desperately not to blush. He had just taken a shower - rubbing himself to the thought of Boyd’s pretty hazel eyes watching him. Grinning that wide toothy smile as he watched Raylan. Commenting in that low, deep voice how much he loved bringing him off. He looked down at Boyd’s hands when he brought them out of his pockets. Oh God it he got a boner right now he’d never live it down.
“I -“ Boyd started. He rolled his eyes and sighed. Raylan’s faint smell had barely been on Ava yesterday but now it hit him like a smack in the face. Running up his nose and landing right on the pleasure center for his brain. “I…fuck it.” He said before taking a step forward. Raylan was surprised by the kiss Boyd planted on him. But instead of pushing him away he put one arm around his shoulders and ran his hand through his hair. Raylan wondered for a moment if he was still dreaming. His subconscious would never be this nice to him. And he had never been able to feel Boyd’s warmth in his fantasies. And God was he warm - his hard body pressing into Raylan and making him back up. He heard the door slam and Boyd pulled away for a second. He opened his mouth to say something but Raylan just pulled him back to his lips.
“Don’t ruin it.” He panted before he shoved his tongue in Boyd’s mouth. Boyd returned his enthusiasm - shrugging his jacket off when Raylan pushed it off his shoulders. Boyd snatched off his towel and Raylan moaned into his mouth. What was it about this man that set Boyd’s nerves of fire? He could never stop wanting him - even for the twenty years they didn’t see each other. It drove him crazy. Why couldn’t they get a grip and just be together. They were constantly playing games, dating each others ex’s and taking shots at one another. He had wanted to scream at Ava when she told him they kissed - just grab her and yell ‘he belongs to me damn it!’ - even though Raylan had initiated it. In fact that’s what he wanted to say to Raylan before he begged him not to stop. ‘You belong to me’.
Boyd gripped Raylan’s ass before sliding his hand down his thigh. He brought it up and hooked it around his hips. Raylan hopped up and did the same with his other leg. Boyd was caught off guard by the sudden weight on him and they ended up on the floor just shy of reaching the bed. Raylan tried to move to get up but Boyd held him down. It didn’t matter. Raylan unbuttoned Boyd’s jeans and only eased them down enough to get his hands on his dick. Boyd moaned and put his head back as Raylan worked him in his palm. He licked his fingertips and pushed them inside Raylan. He let out an odd grunt - like he was in pain but he just pressed his hips down, trying to get them deeper. Boyd watched him as he writhed about. Judging by the look on his face Raylan hadn’t stopped wanting him. In fact it seemed he hadn’t stopped fingering himself when he masturbated either. Boyd knew it took some getting used to but after several months Raylan just bucked into his hand like they hadn’t missed a day.
“Come on.” Raylan demanded. Squirming under Boyd’s gaze - he tossed his head back when he couldn’t take it anymore. “Stop teasing me.” Boyd smirked and pulled his fingers out. Before Raylan could complain about the loss of contact Boyd was inching inside him. “Jesus…Christ!” he gasped and spread his legs wider.
“Don’t blaspheme.” Boyd said with a little smile. He was very close to calling the lord’s name as he was enveloped by Raylan’s heat. Along with a few other dirty words to describe how good it felt to be inside him. He lost his cool once he was seated all the way in. He gripped Raylan’s hips and shuddered. “Shit! You tight motherfucker!” He pushed in hard and Raylan’s eyes went wide for a second. “You drive me crazy - all I think about is this hot little ass of yours.” Raylan just gripped his shoulders as he started thrusting. Boyd was down right merciless - rocking into Raylan as hard as he could. But Raylan didn’t seem to mind - he clung to Boyd’s shirt. Reveling in the feel of being spread so wide. He loved the look on Boyd’s face - he was biting his lip, trying hard not come too soon. Raylan didn’t care - he had been on the edge since he opened the door. There was only one person that could make him feel like this. Only one person that he’d allow inside. He was on fire. The pressure inside building to the point where it felt like he would just burst open and spill a million little tiny, climaxing ‘Raylans’ all over the floor.
“Boyd…” Raylan hissed through his teeth - his voice shaking as he pounded into him. Rubbing his spot with every pass of that slick mushroom cap. Boyd looked at him when he heard his name. Without missing a beat he leaned down and kissed Raylan - laving at the inside of his mouth and loving the way Raylan purred. Boyd jerked when Raylan suddenly clenched around him. “Yes.” Raylan dug his nails into Boyd’s back and arched up into his thrusts to send him deeper. “Yes!” Boyd jabbed right into his prostate and he saw stars as he was pushed over the edge - helpless to stop the tsunami of pleasure mixed with pain. It was good - so good he actually screamed. “YES!!” He bucked hard into Boyd, almost like he couldn’t control his own body as he came all over his abdomen. At the peak he almost sobbed - it felt like it would never stop and he really didn’t want it to.
“Damn it, Raylan.” Boyd hissed. Raylan could feel him swell and licked his lips at the hot rush of fluid the filled him. Boyd pressed his forehead to Raylan’s chest and let out a long growl as he emptied himself inside the other man. Going still except for the occasional muscle twitch that came from utter relaxation. After a minute or so he looked at Raylan and they smiled at each other. A kiss - not even between the two of them - had led them here. Wound them up into such a frenzy. It spread through them both like a disease and consumed them until they got the cure for their little ‘love sickness’.
Title: The Kissing Disease
Author:musashden
Characters: Raylan, Boyd (mention of Ava and Johnny but they don't speak)
Pairings: Raylan/Boyd
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Episode 3.09 "Loose Ends."
Summary: Boyd and Raylan's thoughts and actions after
[Spoiler (click to open)]
Raylan kisses Ava
.
The Kissing Disease
Raylan had been lost in thought all day. He half assed his way through work and nearly got in a car accident on his way home because of his daydreaming. He had kissed Ava yesterday and it was still buzzing around in his head. It had been nice - just the way he remembered it being. But that wasn’t why it was still on his mind. There had been something different bout the kiss that he couldn’t put his finger on right away. It had hit him later on while he lay in bed absently picking dirt out of his navel. And when he figured it out he couldn’t help the thrill it sent through him.
Ava had tasted like Boyd. A strange mix of whiskey and mint lip balm that was so very ‘Boyd’ that Raylan couldn’t believe he hadn’t figured it out before. As soon as the other man crossed his mind Raylan’s hand slid south. He closed his eyes and sighed, thinking about the last time he had kissed Boyd. It was months ago, after Helen’s funeral - the last time Boyd had tried to comfort Raylan and in a fit of rage Raylan had pushed him away. Seemed like the very next day he was with Ava and Raylan was burying his emotions over the matter and moving on with his life so he wouldn’t have to think about any of it. What he wouldn’t give to have Boyd next to him right that moment. Raylan let his mind wander as he slowly stroked himself.
Boyd would enter the room quietly - his bare feet not making a sound on the old hardwood floor of his bar apartment. He’d slip under the covers and settle next to Raylan on his side. He’d slide his hand over Raylan’s, lean in close to his ear and whisper ‘Let me do that for you’. Raylan would let him and practically sing as Boyd worked him over. He’d bite, lick and suck every inch of Raylan’s skin - making him arch up and beg. ‘Come on, Boyd. Stop teasing me’. Boyd would comply - take one of his fingers in his mouth before pushing the slick digit inside Raylan. He’d come undone after just a few more strokes and Boyd would let out a little triumphant ‘whoop’ as Raylan moaned his name over and over.
Raylan arched up at his own fantasy - biting his lip when he came. He tossed his head back and curled his toes as waves of pleasurable tingles washed over him. He couldn’t help the name that escaped his lips as he came down from his high. “Boyd!! God… damn it…”
Meanwhile, at Johnny’s bar….
Ava and Johnny looked up when Boyd suddenly shuddered. Normally they wouldn’t have noticed it but he let out an odd sounding yelp and shook the table when he twitched almost violently. When he noticed their looks he sniffled. “Chill, snuck up on me.” He said before jittering slightly. He rolled down the sleeves of his shirt and cleared his throat. After a few seconds they went back to counting receipts and closing up the bar. Boyd’s head was suddenly filled with thoughts of Raylan. They had been persisting nearly all day since Ava came back smelling like him. It made his head spin. Especially when she told him Raylan had kissed her. He had pretended to be angry but really his mind had already wandered off down memory lane. To the last time Raylan had grabbed him and kissed him like he really meant it.
They had been in some random bar and they were about to leave when Raylan suggested going to the bathroom before the drive home. Boyd was finishing up at one of the urinals when he heard Raylan whistle at him. He looked over and Raylan was standing in the only stall that still had a door. Boyd zipped up his pants and walked over. ‘You can’t wait until we get home?’ Raylan just shook his head and grabbed the front of Boyd’s jacket. He pulled him into a kiss and maneuvered the other man into the tiny stall. The kiss made Boyd hard in a second. It was wet and sloppy - Raylan was definitely drunk - but it felt so good. Unfortunately their make out session was interrupted by a hard knock on the door. The man on the other side informed them that he need to take a dumb and all desire and lust flew right out the window. He gave them a disgusted look when they both exited the stall but they ignore it. In fact Raylan grabbed Boyd’s hand and hurried him out to the truck where they finished what they started.
The next day…
Boyd didn’t even realize where he was until the door opened and Raylan was standing on the other side. They both looked at each other a little dumbfounded for a second. “What are you doing here?” Raylan asked putting on his best glare. He willed himself to meet Boyd’s gaze and tried desperately not to blush. He had just taken a shower - rubbing himself to the thought of Boyd’s pretty hazel eyes watching him. Grinning that wide toothy smile as he watched Raylan. Commenting in that low, deep voice how much he loved bringing him off. He looked down at Boyd’s hands when he brought them out of his pockets. Oh God it he got a boner right now he’d never live it down.
“I -“ Boyd started. He rolled his eyes and sighed. Raylan’s faint smell had barely been on Ava yesterday but now it hit him like a smack in the face. Running up his nose and landing right on the pleasure center for his brain. “I…fuck it.” He said before taking a step forward. Raylan was surprised by the kiss Boyd planted on him. But instead of pushing him away he put one arm around his shoulders and ran his hand through his hair. Raylan wondered for a moment if he was still dreaming. His subconscious would never be this nice to him. And he had never been able to feel Boyd’s warmth in his fantasies. And God was he warm - his hard body pressing into Raylan and making him back up. He heard the door slam and Boyd pulled away for a second. He opened his mouth to say something but Raylan just pulled him back to his lips.
“Don’t ruin it.” He panted before he shoved his tongue in Boyd’s mouth. Boyd returned his enthusiasm - shrugging his jacket off when Raylan pushed it off his shoulders. Boyd snatched off his towel and Raylan moaned into his mouth. What was it about this man that set Boyd’s nerves of fire? He could never stop wanting him - even for the twenty years they didn’t see each other. It drove him crazy. Why couldn’t they get a grip and just be together. They were constantly playing games, dating each others ex’s and taking shots at one another. He had wanted to scream at Ava when she told him they kissed - just grab her and yell ‘he belongs to me damn it!’ - even though Raylan had initiated it. In fact that’s what he wanted to say to Raylan before he begged him not to stop. ‘You belong to me’.
Boyd gripped Raylan’s ass before sliding his hand down his thigh. He brought it up and hooked it around his hips. Raylan hopped up and did the same with his other leg. Boyd was caught off guard by the sudden weight on him and they ended up on the floor just shy of reaching the bed. Raylan tried to move to get up but Boyd held him down. It didn’t matter. Raylan unbuttoned Boyd’s jeans and only eased them down enough to get his hands on his dick. Boyd moaned and put his head back as Raylan worked him in his palm. He licked his fingertips and pushed them inside Raylan. He let out an odd grunt - like he was in pain but he just pressed his hips down, trying to get them deeper. Boyd watched him as he writhed about. Judging by the look on his face Raylan hadn’t stopped wanting him. In fact it seemed he hadn’t stopped fingering himself when he masturbated either. Boyd knew it took some getting used to but after several months Raylan just bucked into his hand like they hadn’t missed a day.
“Come on.” Raylan demanded. Squirming under Boyd’s gaze - he tossed his head back when he couldn’t take it anymore. “Stop teasing me.” Boyd smirked and pulled his fingers out. Before Raylan could complain about the loss of contact Boyd was inching inside him. “Jesus…Christ!” he gasped and spread his legs wider.
“Don’t blaspheme.” Boyd said with a little smile. He was very close to calling the lord’s name as he was enveloped by Raylan’s heat. Along with a few other dirty words to describe how good it felt to be inside him. He lost his cool once he was seated all the way in. He gripped Raylan’s hips and shuddered. “Shit! You tight motherfucker!” He pushed in hard and Raylan’s eyes went wide for a second. “You drive me crazy - all I think about is this hot little ass of yours.” Raylan just gripped his shoulders as he started thrusting. Boyd was down right merciless - rocking into Raylan as hard as he could. But Raylan didn’t seem to mind - he clung to Boyd’s shirt. Reveling in the feel of being spread so wide. He loved the look on Boyd’s face - he was biting his lip, trying hard not come too soon. Raylan didn’t care - he had been on the edge since he opened the door. There was only one person that could make him feel like this. Only one person that he’d allow inside. He was on fire. The pressure inside building to the point where it felt like he would just burst open and spill a million little tiny, climaxing ‘Raylans’ all over the floor.
“Boyd…” Raylan hissed through his teeth - his voice shaking as he pounded into him. Rubbing his spot with every pass of that slick mushroom cap. Boyd looked at him when he heard his name. Without missing a beat he leaned down and kissed Raylan - laving at the inside of his mouth and loving the way Raylan purred. Boyd jerked when Raylan suddenly clenched around him. “Yes.” Raylan dug his nails into Boyd’s back and arched up into his thrusts to send him deeper. “Yes!” Boyd jabbed right into his prostate and he saw stars as he was pushed over the edge - helpless to stop the tsunami of pleasure mixed with pain. It was good - so good he actually screamed. “YES!!” He bucked hard into Boyd, almost like he couldn’t control his own body as he came all over his abdomen. At the peak he almost sobbed - it felt like it would never stop and he really didn’t want it to.
“Damn it, Raylan.” Boyd hissed. Raylan could feel him swell and licked his lips at the hot rush of fluid the filled him. Boyd pressed his forehead to Raylan’s chest and let out a long growl as he emptied himself inside the other man. Going still except for the occasional muscle twitch that came from utter relaxation. After a minute or so he looked at Raylan and they smiled at each other. A kiss - not even between the two of them - had led them here. Wound them up into such a frenzy. It spread through them both like a disease and consumed them until they got the cure for their little ‘love sickness’.