Lassie's mouth hits the curve of his chin, tongue swiping against his stubble as his hips jerk into his touch. "Fuck." He shivers as Shawn's free hand strokes up his stomach and chest, leaving trails of heat as he's pressed back against the startlingly cold wall. He bites back another groan, arching his back into Shawn and away from the wall's chill, tilting his head to scrape his teeth against Shawn's throat as he tightened his grip on his shoulders.
He felt Shawn's rhythm falter momentarily, his breath shaking as he exhaled. Another crack of thunder shakes the building, rattling the windows in their frames as Carlton sucks at the spot beneath Shawn's chin that made his knees weak. He opens his eyes and catches a glimpse of the freckle on the side of his neck that had teased him beneath flannel collars for so long. Shawn's face is tucked into the crook of his shoulder, his free hand petting his chest hair in time to the hand on his cock. Rainwater was still dripping from his hair and rolling down his cheek to land on Shawn as he sucked at the freckle, hearing Shawn whine in annoyance. Shawn backs off a moment, Carlton holding back a whine of his own as Shawn's hands move to the front of his own shirt, unbuttoning it quickly. Carlton lifts his hands from Shawn's shoulders and settled them at his hips as Shawn shrugs out of his flannel and drops it on Carlton's head.
Carlton makes a confused noise before Shawn's hands land on top and rub vigorously at his wet hair before kissing him again and slipping his thigh between Lassiter's legs. His heart jumps as the lips beneath his quirk into a smile before parting to kiss back. Strong arms pull him closer, one cold hand slipping up under the t-shirt he had under the flannel, fingers splaying across heated skin.
Carlton rocks against Shawn's thigh and wonders how exactly this happened, deciding if it weren't for the thunder and the bite of Shawn's nails at his bare shoulders he'd think he was dreaming. He shifts his grip on Shawn, moving a hand to his fly to pop the button and drag down the zipper as Shawn made greedy, hungry noises against his mouth.
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SORRY FOR DELAY i had to sleep and be plagued by mcDonalds jingles
Date: 2010-12-28 01:18 am (UTC)He felt Shawn's rhythm falter momentarily, his breath shaking as he exhaled. Another crack of thunder shakes the building, rattling the windows in their frames as Carlton sucks at the spot beneath Shawn's chin that made his knees weak. He opens his eyes and catches a glimpse of the freckle on the side of his neck that had teased him beneath flannel collars for so long. Shawn's face is tucked into the crook of his shoulder, his free hand petting his chest hair in time to the hand on his cock. Rainwater was still dripping from his hair and rolling down his cheek to land on Shawn as he sucked at the freckle, hearing Shawn whine in annoyance.
Shawn backs off a moment, Carlton holding back a whine of his own as Shawn's hands move to the front of his own shirt, unbuttoning it quickly.
Carlton lifts his hands from Shawn's shoulders and settled them at his hips as Shawn shrugs out of his flannel and drops it on Carlton's head.
Carlton makes a confused noise before Shawn's hands land on top and rub vigorously at his wet hair before kissing him again and slipping his thigh between Lassiter's legs. His heart jumps as the lips beneath his quirk into a smile before parting to kiss back. Strong arms pull him closer, one cold hand slipping up under the t-shirt he had under the flannel, fingers splaying across heated skin.
Carlton rocks against Shawn's thigh and wonders how exactly this happened, deciding if it weren't for the thunder and the bite of Shawn's nails at his bare shoulders he'd think he was dreaming. He shifts his grip on Shawn, moving a hand to his fly to pop the button and drag down the zipper as Shawn made greedy, hungry noises against his mouth.