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[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: millitimed to morning. boysmut. YAYPR0N!]

Mornings are becoming Charlie's favorite time of day.

He wakes up slowly, warm to his bones, his nose pressed to Darien's back. He moves his lips slowly across Darien's shoulders and kisses his arm. "Y'awake?"

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[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

His eyes roll back and the lids flutter as the muscles tense and twitch and relax. Other muscles do as well, and not too far away, and he lets out a hiss.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie glances up at him and his mouth quirks. There's the obvious next step . . . but teasing Darien is always so gratifying. Driving him crazy, taking him higher before he's satisfied . . . it's a good feeling.

So he skips the obvious and tickles Darien's navel with the tip of his tongue instead.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

His hips buck up gently as his fists tighten around portions of the duvet. His muscles shake and his lips part in a silent moan more visible than audible before the Quicksilver takes over his top half.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Well, now I can't look," Charlie says in a sulky tone. "And I had a whole rhapsody brewing on this beautiful chest . . . this perfect stomach . . . this gorgeous hips . . ."

Silence for a few moments except the wet sound of tongue on skin.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

The rest of him goes with a shuddering groan, and so does Charlie and god if he isn't three seconds from losing it just from the feel of Charlie's mouth on his skin.

"L-look now. Y-y-you...mmmmm..."

[bloodyrockgod]

"You're beautiful," Charlie whispers, and he means it entirely. "I can't choose a best feature, love--I love them all."

He ducks down between Darien's legs, lifting hem over his shoulders. "I will admit to be preoccupied with this general area, though."

He tongues Darien's inner thighs, nuzzles his balls, licks the tender opening to Darien's body.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

His body lengthens, stretching with a groan as he rocks gently against Charlie's mouth.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie laps at him, stroking his hands slowly up and even more slowly down the length of Darien's body as far as he can reach. It's a silent message: All of you, all of you, I love all of you.

When he lifts his head his chin is wet with saliva, and he wipes it with the back of his hand. "Want me to brush my teeth before I go on?" he asks in a low voice.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He grunts and looks at Charlie.

"You made all that fuss about the sink and you didn't brush your teeth?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"You complain about my toothpaste."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Didn't you change your toothpaste?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"Must be in my other pants."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He laughs.

"One, that is not what I thought the tube you kept in your pants was and two, you're not wearing any pants, genius."

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie sighs and says, "Darien. I just had my tongue up your ass. Do you want me to brush my teeth before I kiss you or not?"

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you put it that way."

He nods to the bathroom before sitting up to kiss Charlie on the top of the head. Then he stands and heads for the bathroom.

"Come on, babe. We can both get all squeaky."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Oo," Charlie says in anticipation and follows Darien into the bathroom. "Gonna wash out my mouth with soap?"

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Didn't we just have a whole discussion about toothpaste?"

Headtilt.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Juuust checking." He waggles his tongue.

It could be argued that is one of Charlie's best features.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

Charlie's best feature, in Darien's mind, is being Charlie.

He rolls his eyes and holds out Charlie's toothpaste for him along with his tooth brush. Then he pulls out his own toothpast and gives his teeth a scrub.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie cleans his teeth, watching Darien out of the corner of his eye. The words pounding into the tile keep running through his mind.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

Darien quirks an eyebrow at Charlie.

Maybe he remembers those words.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie spits out the toothpaste, rinses his mouth with a handful of water, and bares his teeth. "Squeaky clean." He runs his tongue over his teeth.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

Darien spits out his toothpaste, rinses his mouth out with a cup he'd left there for that purpose, and then grins.

"See, uh, I'm seeing the clean but I think I'm going to have to do something to help with the squeaky."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Whatever could that be," Charlie says with an innocent expression.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

A few of the canisters are knocked to the floor as Darien presses Charlie up against the counter. The length of his body rests against Charlie's skin before he dips his head down to being a line of kisses and licks, nips and suction along Charlie's flesh.