FIC - Private Viewing (1/1) - JANSIS
Title: Private Viewing (1/1)
Author: Wheelie47
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Van and Jake
Word count: 2,555
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Summary: Speedo inspired one shot. Van’s reaction to Jake’s appearance…
The jarring ring tone of Jake's phone late at night yanked him from his exhausted sleep where he lay uncomfortably cramped on his couch. It took him a moment to realise where he was before he reached for his phone, hoping that it was the call that he'd been waiting for before he'd fallen asleep on the couch; his busy schedule finally catching up with him.
Ever since the showing earlier of his episode of The Good Wife his phone had been ringing off the hook but none had been from Van. He couldn't help but grin as he remembered the call he got from Billy…
…
‘Speedos dude?!’ Billy chuckled loud down the phone. ‘Where have you been hiding those?! I can see why Van’s really into you!! Makes me want to try a turn of my own.’ Billy teased Jake relentlessly. He’d been ecstatic when his two best friends and ex co-stars had finally given in to their undeniable attraction to each other after the show ended; mumbling something about ‘it's about time you guys got your heads out of your asses and finally got your shit together’. But that didn't stop Billy from teasing the hell out of either of them whenever he could.
‘Billy!!’ Jake exclaimed in mock horror, knowing full well that Billy was only joking. There was no way that Jake would even look at anybody else; he was definitely a one man guy. And Van was definitely his guy!
‘What?! You can't blame a guy for trying after seeing that on my screen! But on second thoughts I wouldn't want to make Van pissed at me. He is one scary dude when he gets going!’
‘And you know it! But seriously we need to get together with you for a drink. We haven't seen you for weeks!’ Jake said, and it was true, what with his and Van’s busy schedule recently they hadn't been out with Billy for one of their mammoth drinking sessions in a long time.
‘Are you trying to get me drunk dude?! I'm not into threesomes man!’ Billy laughed long and hard.’
‘Fuck you man!’ Jake chuckled.
‘You wish! Catch you later’ Billy retorted with a laugh as he ended the call…
…
‘Hey’ Jake answered simply, with a broad grin when he saw Van's name on the screen. He tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach and the tingling sensation in his chest every time he spoke to Van, touched Van or was anywhere near Van… but he simply couldn't help it. It was just what Van did to him. He missed his boyfriend so much when they were apart and he knew Van felt exactly the same way… he knew that from the many late-night telephone calls that they’d been having recently since their busy schedules and living in different states kept them apart. Late-night phone calls that often resulted in breathless phone sex and the use of his own right hand that, while it scratched an itch, could never satisfy the need and the want of being with Van.
He'd hoped that Van might have called earlier but he knew that, because he was visiting his parents after they'd come back from their cruise, Van probably hadn't had the time to sit down and watch his episode of The Good Wife yet.
He felt guilty that he couldn't have gone to see Van’s parents too. Van had asked him to go with him … but what with being in Phaedra Backwards and getting ready for Derby Day he just couldn't get away.
‘Hey?! That's all you got?!’ Van ranted, the frustration sounding loud in his voice.
The grin faded immediately from Jake's face; he'd been hoping that, after Van had seen the episode, that he might feel in need of a little light relief from the pent-up sexual frustration they both felt when they were apart and Jake had been ready at the end of the phone for most of the night, that is until sleep had finally overcome him. But judging by Van’s tone phone sex was the last thing on his mind.
‘Speedos Silbermann… fucking red speedos?!!’ Van’s voice was getting higher with annoyance.
Jake hadn't told Van what part he was playing in The Good Wife or what his character would be wearing or not wearing as the case maybe because he wanted it to be a surprise. It was a shame that the episode screening had coincided with his parents return because Jake would have killed to see the look on Van’s face when he appeared on screen.
‘There I was…. sitting down with my parents to watch your part and there you were with the tiniest bit of red material keeping it from being a full frontal… in front of my parents Jake! You could have warned me… I didn't know where to put myself. And when my mom said you had a hot body… I think I went the same shade as your Speedos!’
Jake couldn't help but chuckle as much as he tried to suppress it; the image of Van watching the episode in front of his parents was just too funny for words.
‘Oh so you think that's funny do you?! Let me ask you this Jake! What would you have done if it had been the other way around?' Van demanded.
Jake stopped in mid chuckle as the erotic image of Van squeezed into tight red Speedos, his chest hair plastered dark against his chest flooded into his mind and he couldn't stop the low moan from escaping his lips and his cock twitched in response.
Van could hear the change in Jake's breathing down the phone and he felt his own cock stirring to life in the tight confines of his jeans.
'So you gonna come and open the door or you gonna let me stand out here in the hall all night ' Van asked.
Door?! Did Van just say open the door?! The husky tone in Van’s voice had Jake scrambling off the couch to get to the door; hoping against hope that his boyfriend wasn't teasing him just to get his own back on him and that he really was standing outside his apartment door because God knows he could really… really use some time on his own with Van.
He eagerly unlocked and yanked open his front door to be greeted by the most welcome sight of Van standing in hallway, looking halfway between being pissed at him and wanting to stick his tongue down his throat.
‘Van?! What are… how did… aren’t you supposed to be at your parents’ Jake asked, the words tumbling out in confusion at seeing Van standing in front of him.
‘Well… you see I seem to have this boyfriend who thinks it's nice to tease. And now my parents think I'm crazy because I suddenly left in the middle of the night to come all the way here… and it’s all your fault!’ Van explained, the sarcasm plain in his voice.
‘Van… I kinda think your parents already knew you were crazy before I came along’ Jake chuckled; he knew that would probably make Van even more pissed at him but he just couldn't help himself.
Van had a sarcastic retort on the tip of his tongue but, as he took in Jake's adorably sexy ‘just woken up’ dishevelled appearance and that almost hungry look in his eyes he decided that the distance between them was too big and that there had been enough talking already.
Before Jake could say another word or realise what was happening Van placed both palms flat against Jake’s chest and pushed him back into the apartment; his lips capturing Jake's in a hungry and needy kiss as he kicked the door closed behind them.
Jake's eyes opened wide in surprise for a second before he became completely and utterly on-board with whatever Van had planned and he willingly left himself be pushed backwards over the arm of the couch as he landed against the soft leather with a muffled thud.
‘Eager much?!’ Jake managed to pant out breathlessly in between kisses but was immediately lost for words as Van nibbled at his Adam's apple before licking a hot moist strip up from the hollow of Jake's neck and along his jaw to the soft sensitive skin behind his ear.
Jake could only manage a low rumbling groan as Van’s hand slid down his chest and slipped down the front of his jeans.
‘Why don't you put what you were hiding in those Speedos to good use?!’ Van said breathlessly against the side of Jake's neck, his hot breath ghosting across Jake’s flushed skin as he palmed Jake’s cock through the thin material of his boxer briefs, feeling him harden against his hand.
‘Fuck Van!’ Jake moaned as he desperately bucked against Van’s hand.
‘My thoughts exactly!’ Van chuckled lustfully before capturing Jake's lips in an open mouthed and desperate kiss, slipping his tongue in between willing and parted lips.
Suddenly the heat and the need between them became overwhelming and they were lost in a frenzied tangle of mouths and hands; their fingers tearing desperately at unwanted clothing.
Before he even knew how, Jake found himself naked, hot and hard on the floor next to the couch with an equally naked Van straddling his lap. As he looked up at Van he knew that this wasn't going to be slow and sultry, that would come later, this right now was going to be hard and fast… to fulfil the desperate need after weeks of being apart.
‘Need… to… be… inside… you… now!’ Jake panted and, without breaking eye contact with Van, he reached over to the drawer in the wooden coffee table and pulled out a small bottle of lube before handing it to Van.
‘That's where you keep it now?!’ even in his aroused state Van couldn't help but chuckle at Jake.
‘Extra bottle’ Jake grinned shamelessly as he gripped Van's hips for support; watching lustfully as Van eased up onto his knees slightly to eagerly prepare himself quickly one finger at a time before he slicked up Jake's length.
‘Gonna make you feel so good!’ Van breathed out as he lent forward to press a quick kiss to Jake's kiss swollen lips before rising further up onto his knees and guiding himself with a grateful and guttural moan down onto Jake's cock until his ass rested flush against Jake's inner thighs, this felt so good… he had missed this so much.
As soon as Van started to move slowly against him, rocking his hips to find the perfect angle to hit that spot just right, Jake couldn't hold back… couldn't resist the urge to roll his hips upwards in an increasingly frantic and desperate rhythm that they both knew wouldn't last long.
‘Fuck! Jake! Harder!’ Van begged; the need for release sounding desperate in his voice as he threw his head back and moaned, his fingers threading through his chest hair to twist and pull his nipples to heighten the erotic sensation as his other hand frantically worked the length of his hard and leaking cock.
Jake could hear the pleading in Van's voice and he knew the sense of urgency that was building in Van; he knew the feeling only too well because it was coursing through his own body… setting his nerve endings alight.
He pushed himself up off the floor into a sitting position, locking Van's ankles behind his ass before wrapping his arms around Van's sweat slicked back, pulling him closer and devouring his boyfriend's supple lips.
‘Jake… gonna...’ Van panted as the change of angle and the feeling of their bodies flush against each other creating a delicious friction on his overheated cock, overloaded his senses and had him shooting his release long and hard over Jake's toned abdomen, splattering in the trial of hair leading down below his belly button.
Jake's upward thrusts became more erratic and urgent as he balanced on the knife edge of his own climax.
Sensing his boyfriend's desperate need Van kissed and licked a path along his shoulder towards the base of his neck before nipping the sensitive skin there. ‘Come for me Jake. Just let it go’ Van breathed against Jake's neck.
‘Vaaan!’ Jake cried out as he finally released deep inside his boyfriend.
They collapsed back against the floor with Van lying spent and completely undone against Jake's heaving and flushed chest. After long moments of them just lying there, their heavy breathing the only sound in the room, Van slipped off Jake and eased onto his side next to his boyfriend. He reached out and grabbed his discarded boxer briefs to clean them up as best he could before resting his head on Jake's chest, revelling in the exhausted rise and fall of his boyfriend's breathing… knowing that he’d been the cause.
Van reached down and traced his fingers lightly over the tattoo on Jake's ankle. ‘I love this tattoo… it's a shame they had to cover it up on screen’ Van mumbled.
The sensation of Van's fingers on his skin sent shivers all over his body and he felt his soft cock twitch weakly in response… God! The things Van could do!
‘You noticed?!’ Jake chuckled.
‘Only after about the fifth time I'd watched it!’ Van admitted in a slightly embarrassed mumble against Jake's chest and slapped Jake's thigh at his boyfriend's belly laugh in response.
Jake whined at the loss of contact as Van sat up and reached for his overnight bag, opening the zip and pulling out a plastic bag.
‘Present for you’ he said as he threw the bag onto Jake's chest.
Jake sat up with a groan and opened the bag, chuckling as he pulled out a pair of new, bright red Speedos, still in their cellophane wrapper. ‘For me?!’ he asked with a mischievous glint in his eye. ‘But where did you get them from?’ he continued, confusion clouding his handsome features.
‘It's amazing what you can buy in New York in the middle of the night you know! And… well I figured they wouldn't let you keep the ones from the show and I thought I'd quite like a second command performance’ Van grinned back at Jake.
Jake shook his head in amused disbelief, thinking he'd found another one of Van's little kinks. He stood on shaky legs and disappeared round the back of the couch to slip them on.
‘Now you're being shy?!’ Van teased.
‘Just giving you the full effect!’ Jake retorted, a wide grin plastered across his face.
‘Well… what do you think?’ Jake asked as he appeared back from behind the couch, twirling around in a circle to give Van the full 360° view.
‘I think…’ Van said huskily as he stood and curled his long fingers into the top of the Speedos, tugging Jake eagerly in the direction of the bedroom, ‘… that I'd like a more up close and private viewing’.
The End
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