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mrsronweasley) wrote2007-04-25 12:08 pm
mrsronweasley) wrote2007-04-25 12:08 pm
Drabble: "ReGenesis", PG-13, D/C
So, hi. The gauntlet had been thrown, and also, I was inspired. So, for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
estrella30's Kissing Day, I wrote a "ReGenesis" drabble. It vaguely references the latest episode. Naturally, it's David/Carlos. With thanks to brooklinegirl for the look-through! ♥
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David was smaller than Carlos and, generally, not as quick. But David was a lot more persuasive when he wanted to be, and the element of surprise was never to be underestimated. So when he dragged Carlos away from the dead birds and into the men’s bathroom, Carlos barely kicked up a fuss. In fact, he looked like he knew just what this was all about. But Carlos never did anticipate the surprises.
David pushed him up against the stall door and it swung behind them. They fell into the stall and it was Carlos who held them up this time, his hands grabbing David by the back of his shoulders and pinning him against the door that swung back into place.
As far as first kisses went, this one was starting out pretty good, David decided, especially after Carlos gave up his eternal and solid control. That was the one thing David never got about Carlos: the iron control that the man had over his impulses was impressive, to say the least, but David never understood the need for it. As far as David was concerned, control was for fucks who couldn’t get a life if they chased it around the house all day long. David certainly never felt he needed it, and he wasn’t about to start now.
Carlos losing control was like a thousand bricks hitting David all at once. They’d danced around this particular scenario for too long to ignore, and now – now they were full-on mamboing. Carlos ground his hips against David’s – another revelation that David had only thought about peripherally before – and breathed heavily against him. Lips and teeth and tongue – all things David had expected, but applied with a force that David had only ever exerted on others. The facial hair was certainly new, and it burned a little, okay, but –
Carlos could kiss. He could really, really kiss – and David was a fan of kissing. He was a fan of kissing as it revolved around sex, never as an end in itself. And yet this was – sex, in itself. Kissing Carlos up against the stall door, pawing at his back and ass, knowing that Bob or Wes or any other male who worked at NorBAC could come in at any moment, felt like sex itself. Sweaty and hard and fast. Good, so fucking – fucking –
"David -" Carlos ground out against David’s mouth. "David, what the hell are you thinking –"
"You’re thinking?" David pulled him back in practically by the ears. "Why?"
Carlos’s short huff of a laugh got lost in David’s mouth. It was stupid, he knew, and dangerous – though at least they weren’t in fucking D.C. with those fucking uptight pricks – but just at that moment, when Carlos dragged his hands through David’s hair, pushed a hard thigh between David’s legs, and sucked in his tongue, David stopped knowing anything at all.
Yeah. Okay. This was different.
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estrella30's Kissing Day, I wrote a "ReGenesis" drabble. It vaguely references the latest episode. Naturally, it's David/Carlos. With thanks to brooklinegirl for the look-through! ♥*
David was smaller than Carlos and, generally, not as quick. But David was a lot more persuasive when he wanted to be, and the element of surprise was never to be underestimated. So when he dragged Carlos away from the dead birds and into the men’s bathroom, Carlos barely kicked up a fuss. In fact, he looked like he knew just what this was all about. But Carlos never did anticipate the surprises.
David pushed him up against the stall door and it swung behind them. They fell into the stall and it was Carlos who held them up this time, his hands grabbing David by the back of his shoulders and pinning him against the door that swung back into place.
As far as first kisses went, this one was starting out pretty good, David decided, especially after Carlos gave up his eternal and solid control. That was the one thing David never got about Carlos: the iron control that the man had over his impulses was impressive, to say the least, but David never understood the need for it. As far as David was concerned, control was for fucks who couldn’t get a life if they chased it around the house all day long. David certainly never felt he needed it, and he wasn’t about to start now.
Carlos losing control was like a thousand bricks hitting David all at once. They’d danced around this particular scenario for too long to ignore, and now – now they were full-on mamboing. Carlos ground his hips against David’s – another revelation that David had only thought about peripherally before – and breathed heavily against him. Lips and teeth and tongue – all things David had expected, but applied with a force that David had only ever exerted on others. The facial hair was certainly new, and it burned a little, okay, but –
Carlos could kiss. He could really, really kiss – and David was a fan of kissing. He was a fan of kissing as it revolved around sex, never as an end in itself. And yet this was – sex, in itself. Kissing Carlos up against the stall door, pawing at his back and ass, knowing that Bob or Wes or any other male who worked at NorBAC could come in at any moment, felt like sex itself. Sweaty and hard and fast. Good, so fucking – fucking –
"David -" Carlos ground out against David’s mouth. "David, what the hell are you thinking –"
"You’re thinking?" David pulled him back in practically by the ears. "Why?"
Carlos’s short huff of a laugh got lost in David’s mouth. It was stupid, he knew, and dangerous – though at least they weren’t in fucking D.C. with those fucking uptight pricks – but just at that moment, when Carlos dragged his hands through David’s hair, pushed a hard thigh between David’s legs, and sucked in his tongue, David stopped knowing anything at all.
Yeah. Okay. This was different.
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*claps and claps*
BOYFRIENDS.
I LOVE that you wrote this. SERIOUSLY, I am overjoyed. eeeeeeee!
*goes back to writing more kisses*
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And they're such boyfriends. Oh, BOYS. *hearts theeeeem*
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I was just thinking that the world needed more David/Carlos fic, and then I thought, "maybe Liz will write it," and then you did!
YAY.
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I need to catch up and I REALLY need an icon...
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You DO. And at least you have A ReGenesis icon. I don't have any! I must fix this. And soon.
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I love you so fucking much. Like really a whole hell of a lot.
So amazingly hot and guh and yes.
Also, what
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And DITTO. Seriously. ♥
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That was hot as SHIT, Liz. You must write more. This is never ever EVER enough fic for these boys.
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And seriously, there really, really isn't. And they are SUCH AN OTP. OMG. *smooshes them together*
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"You’re thinking?" David pulled him back in practically by the ears. "Why?"
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