Shake It Up, Baby (1/1)
Title: Shake It, Up, Baby
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Pairing: Messe (Mookie Morris/Jesse Cottam) with a very breif mention of [onesided?] Sebastian Pigott/Mookie
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 767
Disclaimer: Probably not real, and probably didn't happen/isn't happening. These two boys own themselves.
Summary: Jesse gives Mookie a taste of what he's in for
Author's Notes: Yes, I'm fast. I know. xD; This is just a quick drabble that I wrote up. And, um, seeings as we're only one episode into the top 24, I'm not sure how In Character they are, so it is what it is.
Jesse flops down onto the oversized sofa, resting his head in Mookie's lap. "Hey. You were awesome, tonight, kid."
The surprise in the younger boy's eyes fades quickly, and he smiles. "Thanks. You'll be great tomorrow, I'm sure."
Jesse just smirks, "Probably." He looks up, meeting Mookie's gaze. "So, you gonna dance for me tonight like you did up on that stage?", he asks, his voice low, and husky.
Mookie blinks down at him for a moment, not entirely sure what to make of his comment. "Um.."
His confusion brings a mischievous glint to Jesse's eyes, and the older man laughs softly. "Kid, you're gonna grow up fast around here." He sits up, his body turned in towards Mookie, "But I'll try to help make sure it's not too fast."
"Jesse..?" Mookie can feel a soft blush creeping up over his neck and cheeks, and averts his gaze. Why is Jesse so damn close? And why is he looking at him like that?
"Just making sure you know what you're up against." Jesse winks at him, "Give you a little time to prepare." He stands, and glances around the room again, he's not sure he likes the look that Sebastian is giving him, perhaps he's not the only one who's set his sights on the kid? "Stop by my room tonight, if you feel like it. The door'll be unlocked." And with that, he turns and leaves, not bothering to wait for a response from Mookie.
~*~
"Shit. Jesse," the younger boy moans, his fingers curling into the bed sheet beneath him as his back arches. His eyelids flutter for a moment, before he closes his eyes completely, moaning again.
Jesse smiles around Mookie's dick, casting a glance up towards the writhing boy. He watches as the boy's head tilts back further when Jesse swirls his tongue around the head of his cock, and he can feel his own erection throbbing between his legs. He takes the shaft fully into his mouth, and Mookie's hips buck upwards pressing himself in even further. Eager, is he? Jesse continues to pleasure him, alternating between taking him in deep, and pulling back to pay attention to the tip, and it's not long before the younger boy comes completely undone.
"Nnnghh.. Jesse", he closes his eyes tighter, and practically clings to the blanket, "I.. I'm ..coming..", he cries, mere seconds before he comes hard down Jesse's awaiting throat.
The older man swallows everything that he has to offer, before pulling back, and wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. He stretches out across Mookie, and leans down to press a kiss to the younger boy's lips. He can feel the smaller body shaking beneath him, and it brings a soft smile to his lips. "Mmmm. Calm down, kid. You're good."
Mookie's eyes open slowly to look at the man hovering over him, and he smiles weakly. "I.."
Jesse presses a finger to Mookie's lips, and grins. "Shh." He rolls over to lay on his back, and pulls Mookie semi-on top of him, so that the boy's cheek is resting against his chest. He guides Mookie's hand down to his erection, and wraps both of their hands around it. The younger boy restrains at first, and Jesse leads their movements until Mookie finally gives in, and Jesse pulls his hand away, letting the boy continue solo.
He moans softly, one of his hands moving to gently stroke the younger boy's spine. "So close," he moans, encouraging the boy to continue, and continue he does. Right up until Jesse comes into his hand, moaning out obscenities, and Mookie's name.
Mookie wipes the sticky mess on his hand off onto the blankets, then trails his hand back up to rest against Jesse's heaving chest. He glances up at the old man, and sees him looking back down at him, a smile on his face, and a gentle light in his eyes. He leans forward slightly to press a kiss to the younger boy's forehead, before laying back down, his arm wrapping tighter around Mookie's back.
"Sleep, Mookie," he murmurs, his own eyes drifting shut, "It's another long day tomorrow."
The younger boy obliges, his eyes closing as his exhaustion finally hits him. "Mmm. 'Night." He feels Jesse shift long enough to pull the blanket up to cover them, then relaxes back against him once he's laying again.
"Night, kid."
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Pairing: Messe (Mookie Morris/Jesse Cottam) with a very breif mention of [onesided?] Sebastian Pigott/Mookie
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 767
Disclaimer: Probably not real, and probably didn't happen/isn't happening. These two boys own themselves.
Summary: Jesse gives Mookie a taste of what he's in for
Author's Notes: Yes, I'm fast. I know. xD; This is just a quick drabble that I wrote up. And, um, seeings as we're only one episode into the top 24, I'm not sure how In Character they are, so it is what it is.
Jesse flops down onto the oversized sofa, resting his head in Mookie's lap. "Hey. You were awesome, tonight, kid."
The surprise in the younger boy's eyes fades quickly, and he smiles. "Thanks. You'll be great tomorrow, I'm sure."
Jesse just smirks, "Probably." He looks up, meeting Mookie's gaze. "So, you gonna dance for me tonight like you did up on that stage?", he asks, his voice low, and husky.
Mookie blinks down at him for a moment, not entirely sure what to make of his comment. "Um.."
His confusion brings a mischievous glint to Jesse's eyes, and the older man laughs softly. "Kid, you're gonna grow up fast around here." He sits up, his body turned in towards Mookie, "But I'll try to help make sure it's not too fast."
"Jesse..?" Mookie can feel a soft blush creeping up over his neck and cheeks, and averts his gaze. Why is Jesse so damn close? And why is he looking at him like that?
"Just making sure you know what you're up against." Jesse winks at him, "Give you a little time to prepare." He stands, and glances around the room again, he's not sure he likes the look that Sebastian is giving him, perhaps he's not the only one who's set his sights on the kid? "Stop by my room tonight, if you feel like it. The door'll be unlocked." And with that, he turns and leaves, not bothering to wait for a response from Mookie.
~*~
"Shit. Jesse," the younger boy moans, his fingers curling into the bed sheet beneath him as his back arches. His eyelids flutter for a moment, before he closes his eyes completely, moaning again.
Jesse smiles around Mookie's dick, casting a glance up towards the writhing boy. He watches as the boy's head tilts back further when Jesse swirls his tongue around the head of his cock, and he can feel his own erection throbbing between his legs. He takes the shaft fully into his mouth, and Mookie's hips buck upwards pressing himself in even further. Eager, is he? Jesse continues to pleasure him, alternating between taking him in deep, and pulling back to pay attention to the tip, and it's not long before the younger boy comes completely undone.
"Nnnghh.. Jesse", he closes his eyes tighter, and practically clings to the blanket, "I.. I'm ..coming..", he cries, mere seconds before he comes hard down Jesse's awaiting throat.
The older man swallows everything that he has to offer, before pulling back, and wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. He stretches out across Mookie, and leans down to press a kiss to the younger boy's lips. He can feel the smaller body shaking beneath him, and it brings a soft smile to his lips. "Mmmm. Calm down, kid. You're good."
Mookie's eyes open slowly to look at the man hovering over him, and he smiles weakly. "I.."
Jesse presses a finger to Mookie's lips, and grins. "Shh." He rolls over to lay on his back, and pulls Mookie semi-on top of him, so that the boy's cheek is resting against his chest. He guides Mookie's hand down to his erection, and wraps both of their hands around it. The younger boy restrains at first, and Jesse leads their movements until Mookie finally gives in, and Jesse pulls his hand away, letting the boy continue solo.
He moans softly, one of his hands moving to gently stroke the younger boy's spine. "So close," he moans, encouraging the boy to continue, and continue he does. Right up until Jesse comes into his hand, moaning out obscenities, and Mookie's name.
Mookie wipes the sticky mess on his hand off onto the blankets, then trails his hand back up to rest against Jesse's heaving chest. He glances up at the old man, and sees him looking back down at him, a smile on his face, and a gentle light in his eyes. He leans forward slightly to press a kiss to the younger boy's forehead, before laying back down, his arm wrapping tighter around Mookie's back.
"Sleep, Mookie," he murmurs, his own eyes drifting shut, "It's another long day tomorrow."
The younger boy obliges, his eyes closing as his exhaustion finally hits him. "Mmm. 'Night." He feels Jesse shift long enough to pull the blanket up to cover them, then relaxes back against him once he's laying again.
"Night, kid."