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[bloodyrockgod]

Home.

Charlie's on the couch with his guitar, and there's tea on the coffee table.

There's also a Darien around here somewhere . . . hm . . . where could he be?

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[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He was out getting fresh coffee. What can he say? He likes his Starbucks.

He closes the door behind him, walks over to press a kiss to Charlie's hair, and puts the tray of coffee cups on the counter. Three are put into the fridge and one is sipped.

"Hey, babe. Whatcha wanna do for dinner?"

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie leans back and regards Darien thoughtfully. "Something without garlic."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He looks down at Charlie with an eyebrow raised.

"You saying my breath stinks, man?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"No," Charlie says primly, "you don't eat a lot of garlic. You see the correlation?"

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"You have something against garlic?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"Only when I plan to be kissing later. It's fine if you have a superpowered breath mint at your disposal, or you're a sad lonely soul with no kissing in your immediate future."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He chuckles.

"All right, Charlie, man. Whatever you want. Dill still cool?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"Dill is excellent," Charlie says, nodding with approval. "Oh! You know what's good with dill? Cucumbers."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He nods.

"I can do that. You in a cucumber mood, baby?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"I can deal with cucumbers." He wiggles his toes. "Darien."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He heads for the kitchen, turning and quirking an eyebrow when Charlie says his name.

"Yeah, babe?"

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie puts aside his guitar and saunters over to Darien, and puts his hands on Darien's waist. "Fancy a snog?"

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He looks down at Charlie.

"No. Never. Not for a million years."

Which is exactly why his hands are on either side of Charlie's face, the pads of his fingers pressing lightly against his cheeks to pull him close as he dips down for a kiss.

[bloodyrockgod]

"I knew it," Charlie whispers against his mouth. "You get the ring on my finger and completely lose interest . . ."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

One hand stays perched as it is while the other slides down Charlie's shoulder, dropping from his arm to his side. He slips it back and pulls Charlie forward a moment later, deepening the kiss inbetween a smile.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie gropes Darien blatantly. Snogging includes groping, doesn't it?

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

Of course it does.

He smiles.

"Hey, tiger..." he murmurs against Charlie's lips before ducking down for another kiss.

Charlie's not the only one groping.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Hey, puppy . . ." He takes a step back until he meets the counter.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He is summarily lifted onto the counter and festivities continue.

[bloodyrockgod]

Mm, kissin'.

"It's just nice to know the honeymoon's not over yet." He puts his arms around Darien's neck.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"They're supposed to end?" he asks with mock innocence. "No one told me."

[bloodyrockgod]

"I've heard rumors to that effect." He holds Darien's face and kisses him.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head.

"They lie."

And his hand slips up to run into Charlie's hair.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Poor, poor them," he says, shaking his head, and nuzzles into Darien's neck. "I feel like we haven't just hung out for the longest time."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He smiles.

"Well, what'd you wanna do tonight, then? I'm up for hanging. I'm hung already."

Smirk.

"You know what I mean."

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie frowns at him. "You're going to be punished for that joke, you know.

"I don't know, exactly, though I hope making out is involved."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Of course. An important part of all activities. Like... breathing."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Yes, exactly. It's not a complete evening without breathing and kissing."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Breathing and making out," he clarifies.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Oh, yes. Making out." He traces down Darien's chest through his t-shirt, smiling. "Very important distinction, that."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He nods.

"Kissing doesn't involve the groping."

[bloodyrockgod]

"And the groping makes it all worth while," Charlie says with a nod. "Touching is a vital part of any marriage."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He nods before putting his hands carefully around Charlie's legs and pulling him closer, flush. "Wanna head for the couch, babe?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"Carry me!" Charlie says, beaming.

Which would be a yes.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

And Charlie is summarily carried... to a wall. Where there is kissing for a moment before they make it to the couch.

"Not hungry?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"Not for cucumbers," Charlie whispers before employing his tongue elsewhere.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

See icon.

[bloodyrockgod]

Gratuitious tonge icon usage.

What can I say, the man is blessed.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

His hands tighten on Charlie's arms, where they seem to have moved since putting him down.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Do you wish to make a request?" Charlie whispers into his ear.

And then licks it extravagantly.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Huh?"

Darien's brain is out for the moment. Regular service will resume when Charlie stops licking.

[bloodyrockgod]

But licking is fun.

Darien's reaction is even more fun.

"Was there something in particular that you wanted me to do, baby?"

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

Is moaning a little and sliding his hand into Charlie's hair an answer?

[bloodyrockgod]

Hm . . .

Charlie goes to work on Darien's neck, and there's a guitar-string-calloused hand sneaking under the tight t-shirt.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He groans now and leans up against Charlie's touch.

"Love you," slips out of there.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Love you too," Charlie murmurs and whoops, there goes Darien's shirt onto the floor.

More licking. More kissing. Some other stuff perhaps, too.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

Stuff and things. It's a whole combo.

[bloodyrockgod]

Mun is picturing Darien with a side of fries.

Yum.

Charlie holds himself over Darien and grins. "You are putty. I love it."