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He puts the ice cream on the nightstand and barely has time to say "That's for later" when David's mouth is on his again. "Oh, hello," Charlie murmurs, laughing into his kiss, and he slides his chilled hand inside David's shirt. He grins when David shivers.

"Do you know what I want to do with you?" he whispers. "Everything."

Date: 2004-10-21 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
*if he'd ever died, he mused, heaven must surely feel like this: the most wonderful, attentive lover one could ever ask for. Charlie's talented tongue covers every possible area, teases noises out of him he didn't know he could make, and makes him feel, above all, like the luckiest man in the world*

Charlie... Charlie Charlie Charlie...

*he pulls him to him, kissing him, spreading his thighs so that Charlie lies between them, and reaching between them both, cupping Charlie's cock, and stroking him slowly*

Love me from the inside out, my darling...

Date: 2004-10-21 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
Oh, I don't know, you drive a hard bargain, love...

But I'm interested: what is it you're planning on doing with that ice cream? It's far too -

*his words are cut short as Charlie's mouth descends on his nipple, a dollop of ice cream on the end of it*

Good GODS!

*but there's the biggest smile on his face*

Date: 2004-10-21 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
*he shudders as he feels Charlie's throat work around the head of his cock, his hand scrabbling for purchase in anything - anything - that might keep him grounded. He finds Charlie's head and holds him while his hips move of their own volition. He doesn't remember sending an instruction to them, doesn't remember giving them permission*

Ch-ch- Love...

*he tugs on Charlie's arm, wanting him up, kissing him, fucking him, loving him, making last night disappear in a haze of love and truth and beauty*

Love... please... fuck me...

Date: 2004-10-21 09:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
*the muscles in his legs tense, as they always do, when he's penetrated. The only notable difference this makes is that his thighs clamp around Charlie's thighs as he starts to move.

The motion is made easier by the lube, but the stickiness of Charlie's hands, and of David's body, causes them to stick together in places - a not-entirely uncomfortable experience, he must say, and the friction between them is pleasurable, beautiful, delightful even, and his mouth is mashed against Charlie's, his hands on his ass, pulling him tighter, closer, further inside him as they make love*

Yess... like that... like that...

Oh, but I do love you

Date: 2004-10-22 04:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
*he takes Charlie's face between his hands as they abandon his ass, letting Charlie do as he wishes with him truly, and he kisses him, his eyes open and watching Charlie as he fucks him to within an inch of his life with his passion and his fervor, and Gods, how David loves him.

And is loved by him*

Charlie... Charlie, my Charlie... you're so beautiful I can't believe it... *he smiles as he clamps his muscles down on Charlie's cock inside him and Charlie gasps*

Come for me, my love...

Date: 2004-10-22 06:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
*It's the feeling of the slickness inside him that causes him to come, a white-hot shivering of every nerve in his body as Charlie collapses onto him, still inside him, all around him.

It's with soft figners that he strokes Charlie's skin, feeling the heat and the wet of sweat and the chill of the night that's cooling them down when he pulls the covers over them after some careful manouevering and he settles Charlie in his arms, their lips tiredly together*

I love you. You know that, right?

Date: 2004-10-22 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
*David smiles. He's far from perfect and he knows it, but if he's perfect to Charlie, to Charlie who loves him for who he is and what he is, then he's not willing or obliged to argue*

You're far more perfect than I could have ever hoped, wished, dreamed for.

*he kisses him, smoothing his hair*

Now sleep, my love...

Date: 2004-10-22 07:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com
*Charlie secure in his arms, he shuts his eyes, ready for a full night's sleep.

When his dreams come, there's sunshine and smiles.

And somehow he knows that when he wakes, it'll be just the same*

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