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01 July 2009 @ 02:51 pm
Numb3rs Fic: Two Against the Storms  
Written for comment_fic
Posted to numb3rs_slash


Title: Two Against the Storms
Pairing/Characters: Don/Charlie
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: None
Summary: They swore they weren't going to do this again
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ

Other comments are housed at comment_fic.


They haven't done this in years - swore they'd never do it again.

But Don's breath is hot on the back of his neck and the tips of his fingers running down Charlie's bare arms is making him shiver in the way that feels like want need crave.

All it takes is a subtle tipping of his head back and Don's there: devouring his neck; skillful hands - hands that can kill, and god they make him want to die sometimes - skimming their way beneath clothing; firm body pressing him into the wall - demanding his surrender.

They don't even make it to the bedroom. Don removes just enough clothing for contact and thrusts messily against him, biting down hard on Charlie's shoulder when he comes.

Charlie's still straining and wonders, as Don pants hard and fast into his neck, if he's forgotten about him.

But then Don drops to his knees, takes him into his mouth and Charlie remembers - with that one split second of brainpower he has left before Don sucks it out through his cock - why they couldn't quit each other before.

He sails away into the bliss he missed, the realm free of numbers that only Don can send him to.

A splash of white light, a moment of ecstatic nothingness, then slothful languor as he sinks down to join Don on the floor.

They curl around each other in an odd mirror of how they used to when they were kids, both scared of thunderstorms.

It's them against the outside world and Charlie knows, deep down, they both need that strength.

And that's why they'll always keep coming back.

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Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on July 1st, 2009 09:50 pm (UTC)
Confession
This was written for devon99's prompt at comment_fic: Numb3rs, Don/Charlie, Seduced.

So, unfortunate as it is, my time at comment_fic is over. I have one more fic besides this that I was urged to publish (thank you to devon99 for urging me to publish this one) and then it's done. There are comms I'm willing to support and those I'm not - for various reasons. This comm no longer falls into the category of comms I can in good conscience advocate people to support.

FWIW I don't think this fic's that good, but devon99 asked nicely and I did feel bad about inflicting the Otherwise Engaged Series (and a complete arc of the Devolution Series also loaded with het not cest) on the cesters last month, so at least this is a return to basic - and porny - cest for you all. Hope you enjoy it, brief as it is.

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
One Part Exuberance; Two Parts Obsession: sexy donpenguingal on July 2nd, 2009 02:12 am (UTC)
skillful hands - hands that can kill, and god they make him want to die sometimes - skimming their way beneath clothing

That in particular made me *GUH*. I love a good bit of pr0n. :)
Devo79: wankingdevo79 on July 2nd, 2009 12:27 pm (UTC)
*points at Penguingal's comment*
*nods*

I agree :)
rubynye: Back to Back (Numb3rs)rubynye on July 2nd, 2009 03:55 am (UTC)
That is so them. Don and Charlie against the world.

I really love the detail about Don's hands being "hands that can kill". Underscoring sex with danger is like adding a little coffee to chocolate, it just makes it that much richer and deeper and hotter.
devon99 on July 2nd, 2009 06:48 am (UTC)
Glad to see you posted this, I still really like this, even on a second read through. There's some lovely lines in it.

Sorry to hear you won't be comment_ficcing any more. You too disillusioned with the comm? I saw the modly post.