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06 January 2006 @ 01:08 am
Numb3rs Fic: Squirm  
Posted to numb3rs_slash


Title: Squirm
Pairing/Characters: Don/Charlie
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: None
Summary: Some intimate activities make men squirm while others don't
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ


"Hold still."

Don didn't even need to say it. Charlie not only couldn't move, he couldn't seem to breathe.

The sensation was vaguely erotic, but his uneasy feeling - okay to be fair, his fear - won out over any sort of enjoyment he might get out of the process.

"Just a little bit longer."

"Can we take a break?" Charlie squeaked out between clenched teeth.

"Sure."

Charlie waited until Don backed away then took in great gulps of air.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," Charlie said after another deep breath, sounding more confident than he felt. "Let's finish it."

"Okay," Don agreed and moved back into position.

Charlie tried not to hold his breath, but it was impossible to relax and just breathe normally. He stared at the ceiling and tried to ignore what was going on between his legs.

"Oh, I think you're going to like this..." Don purred.

"Me? I'm doing this because you begged for it."

"Well, I wouldn't say begged."

"Yeah, you begged."

"Okay, maybe a little," Don admitted. "But I did say I'd make it worth your while once I was done, which will be in just a few seconds..."

Charlie winced as he felt Don drag the straight edge razor dangerously close to his penis. Clenching his hands into fists, he fought back the impulse to pull away, tell his brother to stop.

"There. All done."

Don wrung out the washcloth he had waiting in a bowl of warm water and cleaned the remains of the shaving cream from Charlie's groin.

"I can breathe now?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah, buddy. Razor's on the nightstand. You're good," Don chuckled. He put the bowl aside and ran his hand over the smoothly shaved skin. "Nice..."

"Seriously, you like it?"

"Oh, yeah. Definitely."

"Good, because I am so not letting you do this again. Ever."

"Are you sure?"

"Trust me, there is no way you're going to talk me into letting a sharp object near... Oh..."

Charlie's voice trailed off as he felt the warmth of Don's tongue trace over the freshly shaved skin.

"Don't mind me," Don said as he continued licking, pushing Charlie's legs open further to gain better access. "Just keep talking..."

Charlie opened his mouth, but all that came out was a strangled groan as Don dipped down to tongue him behind his balls.

"Sorry, I didn't catch that last bit," Don teased, moving to lick his way up the underside of Charlie's rapidly hardening cock. "I must have been distracted."

"Don, please..." was the most coherent thing Charlie could manage.

Don chuckled and the puff of air across his suddenly sensitive skin made Charlie twitch.

"That's right, I did promise to make it worth your while," Don said. "I guess now would be a good time for that."

Charlie nodded and his hands drifted down into Don's hair.

Don pulled Charlie's hands away and placed them on his brother's body. "I want you to touch it. I want you to touch yourself... Feel what it's like."

Tentatively, Charlie ran his hands over his groin finding the sensation of bare skin there odd, but not unpleasant. As his hands ran over his body, Don lazily licked the head of his cock.

"Feels weird," Charlie admitted.

"Really? How does this feel then?" Don slipped down further and sucked his balls gently into his mouth, making Charlie squirm.

"That... Yeah..." Charlie panted heavily, unable to put a sentence together. "More..."

Don grinned. "I think I can do that for you." He slowly enveloped the head of his cock into his mouth, enjoying the low moan it elicited from the back of Charlie's throat. One hand dipped down to fondle Charlie's balls as the other roamed freely, caressing the newly uncovered skin.

As Charlie's hands found their way back into his hair, Don took him deeper, little by little, enjoying the feel of his brother writhing in pleasure beneath him. Glancing up at Charlie briefly, he found his head thrown back and his mouth open in a wordless 'o'. He drew back far enough to graze the tip of his cock lightly with his teeth, earning him a quiver of the flesh under his fingertips, then without any further preamble, swallowed him whole.

Charlie's eyes flew open as he realized Don was taking him deeper that he ever had before. His gasp caught in his throat as Don slipped a slick finger inside of him and brushed against his prostate.

Charlie arched off the bed so far he felt like he was levitating, coming so hard his vision blurred and turned to grey briefly before he slammed back down, shaking all over as the violent aftershocks overwhelmed him.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, breathlessly.

"So, was that worth your while?" Don teased.

"I don't get why it wasn't like that before." Charlie shook his head in disbelief.

"Let's just say I was inspired. That and it's really a much more enjoyable experience without all the hair down there."

"Does that mean I should try it sometime?" Charlie raised an eyebrow at him.

"Hey, I'm not letting you near me with a straight edge! You get distracted too easily and I'd like to keep things intact down there, thank you very much!"

"What, so I never get to try it?" Charlie pouted.

"I never said that." Don stood up and lowered his boxers, revealing that he too was completely shaven.

"You did yourself?" Charlie asked with a hint of wonder in his voice, sitting up on the edge of the bed so he could run his fingers along Don's newly revealed skin.

"Had to practice for you," Don shrugged. "I admit I was curious to see what it would be like. And yeah, I was curious what effect it might have on you."

Charlie looked up at Don with a grin. "Well, let's find out." He buried his face in the crease of Don's thigh, licking a stripe of bare skin as he nudged Don's legs further apart. The skin was soft, smooth and held a powerful musky scent that aroused him.

Turned on by the change, he avidly began a tour of the area, licking, mouthing, dragging his lips across the sensitive skin, even breathing on it to see what Don's reaction would be.

Don put a hand on Charlie's shoulder to steady himself, but otherwise just stood there enjoying his brother's explorations.

"I think I like it," Charlie murmured, pulling his head away for a moment. "Now let's see if I can take care of this for you." He wrapped his fingers around Don's erection and gave the head a long hard lick. This time it was Don's turn to squirm as Charlie teased with his tongue and then with his hands, holding back just enough to make Don ache with the need for release.

"Charlie... Please..." A hint of a whine escaped him and Charlie took pity on him.

"Okay, okay. I won't make you wait any longer."

Taking his brother's lead, Charlie slid all the way down, taking him as deep as possible.

Don's breath hitched and then failed as he felt one of Charlie's hands slide up to rub a pebbled nipple while his other hand stroked the sensitive spot behind his balls.

He came with a shout, barely staying standing as he quickly put his other hand on Charlie's shoulder for support. Legs trembling, he let Charlie ease him down onto the bed, breathing heavily as an irrepressible grin broke out on his face.

"Okay," Don managed between gasps. "That was... totally worth all the effort."

Charlie curled up beside him and lazily dragged a finger through Don's chest hair.

"Don't get any ideas," Don warned.

"Me? No! Trust me!" Charlie looked affronted. "I like your chest hair and am pretty attached to my own as well. This was definitely a special thing and I have no plans on getting carried away with the idea."

"Good," Don said. "Because if the word 'wax' comes out of your mouth I might have to be less careful with the straight edge next time."

Charlie scrunched up his face in a painful wince. "Ow. It hurts just to hear you say that. I know you won't hurt me though."

"Does that mean there might be a next time?" Don asked hopefully.

"Well," Charlie said, dragging his finger across the smoothness he was beginning to grow attached to. "Maybe if you let me shave you next time."

Don squirmed at the thought.

"Maybe," he said. "Just maybe."

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Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 6th, 2006 09:21 am (UTC)
Confession
I'm still a Comment Porn virgin. /sigh/ I got to third base ;-) in the comments of Distraction thanks to melissima (Thanks for the sexy duds, woman!) and when I saw penguingal's challenge on her LJ I thought I'd give it a go.

It was a nice thought at least. I think I broke every rule she set out, save one (and that remains to be seen - if she actually squirms or not). Still, the fic got written and I hate to let it go to waste so I'm posting it. It's nowhere near as good as my other stuff since I approached it with a sort of 'what can I write in a few minutes while I am watching TV' attitude. Let's just say I watched way more TV than I normally do and paid far less attention to the fic than is my preference.

Still... Best to just publish and move on. I'm not dwelling on this fic, nor am I sending it out to beta. I'm just putting it out there with a tip of the hat to penguingal. I hope you enjoy this (i.e. squirm in a good way) and forgive me for doing such a lousy job with your challenge.

Hey, I’m still new at this stuff. I'll get better soon. At least I hope so... ;-)

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
melissimamelissima on January 6th, 2006 03:00 pm (UTC)
Re: Confession
Poor Charlie! I think you found the limits of his trust in his brother.

Timed challenges are _so_ tough. I think you pulled it off, though. Well Done.
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 7th, 2006 01:18 am (UTC)
Re: Confession
Yeah, I would imagine every guy can't help but be nervous with a very sharp object next to his privates. Trust can't outweigh the primal instinct to protect one's self from very painful harm.

I believe that I didn't spend a full hour writing this, I just spread it out over three hours of TV viewing. ;-)

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
The Girl with the Dark Side!scots_rock on January 6th, 2006 11:38 am (UTC)
XD this was hilarious!!! and hawwwt! love the way don and charlie talk to each other. and at first when i started reading i thought they were right in the middle of getting laid! I am totally saving this ficlet to my computer!
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 7th, 2006 09:27 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it!

I figured it would be fun to keep people guessing for a while since they were doing something you wouldn't expect. ;-)

I love writing humor and even though I'm not normally that good at it, the Eppes just make it so much easier!

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
No one understanding doesn't make you an Artist: numb3rs loveslashybits on January 6th, 2006 12:11 pm (UTC)
Hee!

Squirm indeed!

That was cute and hot *g* I like how you started it out sounding like they were doing something 'else'
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 7th, 2006 09:28 am (UTC)
LOL! Yeah, that was the saving grace of the fic. It's not that funny or that hot compared to other fic, but I liked the mystery of 'what the heck is going on?' in the beginning. /grins/

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
Karen: Don Epps (numb3rs)byrons_brain on January 6th, 2006 06:20 pm (UTC)
Thank God Don has steady hands.... great story...
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 7th, 2006 09:29 am (UTC)
Hey, if he didn't he'd never pass his handgun certification! I have faith in him. ;-)

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
sydian: [or] unsorted parts {me}sydian on January 6th, 2006 09:00 pm (UTC)
Does it count if *I* am the one who's squirming?

*fans self* There's nothing like hot pr0n to brighten a girl's evening. ;)

"Good," Don said. "Because if the word 'wax' comes out of your mouth I might have to be less careful with the straight edge next time."


I just about died laughing here. Your Eppes humor is simply the best, Emma!
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 7th, 2006 09:30 am (UTC)
Sure! I wrote it to make penguingal squirm, but anyone beyond that is a happy bonus!

Eppes humor is so built into their characters it makes it a delight to just let it bubble up out of them. So much easier than in other fandoms. I'm glad you enjoy it.

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
sydian: [num] don - bliss {me}sydian on January 18th, 2006 12:32 pm (UTC)
*is happy bonus* :D

You have the humor down pat. And that's just wonderful, because I love to see the boys all happy and playful like this. *sighs happily*
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 20th, 2006 02:20 am (UTC)
I think the humor is part of the larger appeal of this fandom. There's so much range built in: from fluffy family humor to dark soul rending angst. It's all easy to tie into canon and the characters can be written with a wide variety of emotions while still staying true to their on screen counterparts. /sigh/ It's just lovely...

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
cat_willow (Jan): charlie013-What.jpgcat_willow on January 6th, 2006 09:23 pm (UTC)
Not being one to rank a person's fic, I just really enjoyed this one. Was on pins and needles waiting to find out what Don was doing to poor Charlie. Amused and tittlated by the sex and the banter.

[In the possibly TMI dept., the only problem I personally experienced was the lousy ingrown hairs that followed!]
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 7th, 2006 09:32 am (UTC)
I would imagine some people would guess it before others, but I did like the idea of coming to the realization over time, not just being up front about it. ;-)

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
memprimememprime on January 10th, 2006 02:15 am (UTC)
It's good to know that he uses his steady hands for more than just holding a gun. ^^ Love it!
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 10th, 2006 06:30 am (UTC)
LOL! Great point! I wish I'd had Charlie say that! ;-)

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
One Part Exuberance; Two Parts Obsessionpenguingal on January 10th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC)
*thumbs up*

Excellent! This did indeed make me squirm in the best way possible. And I appreciate any effort that was made. Nice idea!
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 10th, 2006 06:32 am (UTC)
Well, my heart was in the right place, my muse just got a bit carried away. /grins/

Glad I got you to squirm though! Thanks for the challenge!

I just read the other entry and enjoyed it quite a bit so I'm glad you did it.

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
Elf: Prison Break_Safe in your armsblaidd_drwg on January 10th, 2006 02:39 am (UTC)
you did good in fooling me as to what was going on in the beginning. i wanted to squirm along with Charlie once i realized what was really happening. i loved how patient Don was - stopping when Charlie needed a break, the steadiness of his hands and concentration in performing the task on Charlie, the way he showed his love the benefits of being smooth and most of all how he practiced on himself *yikes* so he wouldn't hurt his brother.
ps. love the humor between our guys as you write it. :)
*big hug*
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 10th, 2006 06:40 am (UTC)
Thank you. I'm glad you liked it.

To be honest, I wrote the first line before I even knew what was going on. I had a title and a first line and somehow the idea came next and the fic was born. ;-)

I think the idea came from the fic The Thing About Penguins. I found a photo of a model wearing the *ahem* gift, and it took a moment to hit me what was off about the picture - what was /blushes a little/ missing.

It's supposedly both intensely intimate *and* a major show of trust to let someone do that for you, so that made it plausible, since one can easily see Charlie trusting Don with his life. Sharp objects though, would make any guy nervous. /grins/

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais
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Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on January 10th, 2006 06:42 am (UTC)
Melted brains is good! Usually it takes Comment Porn to do that to me, but if this fic worked for you, I'll take that as a supreme compliment. /smiles/

Thanks,

Emma DeMarais