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Title: Tales Told
Pairing/Characters: Charlie / Amita; Don/Charlie discussed.
Rating: R
Spoilers: None at all.
Warnings: Het, slash, and incest.
Author's Notes: Inspired by several conversations and by Teeming With Secrets; written for
numb3rs100's Prompt #1, Conversation. Kinda-sorta a sequel to "What He Would Not". Also, my first contribution to the Merry Month of Masturbation.
Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.
"Oh, my God, I can't believe you!" Amita chuckles breathily, cloth rustling beneath her voice. "How old were you?"
"Do you really want to know?" Charlie grins, hiding his gasp under her incredulous laugh as he firms up his grips on the sleek phone and his own dick. He can't replicate the angle she tends to use on him, but with his eyes closed he can imagine her watching him, across the room instead of across the country.
"Ugh, no, I don't think I do. Mmm." A hotter, wetter sound than cloth moving echoes through the phone, rippling heat down Charlie's spine. "The precocious Professor Eppes. Tell me more."
"The demanding Dr. Ramanujan," Charlie murmurs, evoking another happy noise. "Where were we? Ah, yes. His shoulders, hard and muscular. I couldn't even dent them no matter how hard I squeezed." Charlie moves his hand in long slow strokes, humming with pleasure and memory. "He used to pin me, hovering just out of reach, grinning as he watched me struggle for way too long before he'd kiss me."
"I bet you liked that," Amita sighs, a tremor building in her voice. "That smile, those shoulders. He sounds pretty hunky. Was he an archaeologist? A geologist?"
Thinking of the next thing to tell her, Charlie remembers Don, pressing him down onto the couch, kissing him hard enough to knock all the thoughts from his head. "Nah," he replies, and if his voice shakes it's just with sex. "Not an academic, no one I knew from school."
Pairing/Characters: Charlie / Amita; Don/Charlie discussed.
Rating: R
Spoilers: None at all.
Warnings: Het, slash, and incest.
Author's Notes: Inspired by several conversations and by Teeming With Secrets; written for
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Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.
"Oh, my God, I can't believe you!" Amita chuckles breathily, cloth rustling beneath her voice. "How old were you?"
"Do you really want to know?" Charlie grins, hiding his gasp under her incredulous laugh as he firms up his grips on the sleek phone and his own dick. He can't replicate the angle she tends to use on him, but with his eyes closed he can imagine her watching him, across the room instead of across the country.
"Ugh, no, I don't think I do. Mmm." A hotter, wetter sound than cloth moving echoes through the phone, rippling heat down Charlie's spine. "The precocious Professor Eppes. Tell me more."
"The demanding Dr. Ramanujan," Charlie murmurs, evoking another happy noise. "Where were we? Ah, yes. His shoulders, hard and muscular. I couldn't even dent them no matter how hard I squeezed." Charlie moves his hand in long slow strokes, humming with pleasure and memory. "He used to pin me, hovering just out of reach, grinning as he watched me struggle for way too long before he'd kiss me."
"I bet you liked that," Amita sighs, a tremor building in her voice. "That smile, those shoulders. He sounds pretty hunky. Was he an archaeologist? A geologist?"
Thinking of the next thing to tell her, Charlie remembers Don, pressing him down onto the couch, kissing him hard enough to knock all the thoughts from his head. "Nah," he replies, and if his voice shakes it's just with sex. "Not an academic, no one I knew from school."
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Date: 2009-05-08 03:25 pm (UTC)I know you think I'm kidding, but I'm really not. The brother and I very much have a "love hurt and also, yells a lot" kind of a relationship. ;)
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Date: 2009-05-06 05:25 pm (UTC)Aw, that sounds just like Don! I love the image.
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Date: 2009-05-08 01:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-08 06:51 pm (UTC)I try! And you seem to have an endless supply of lovely Don/Charlie images.
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Date: 2009-05-06 08:39 pm (UTC)You know reading this makes me want to go ahead and write my universe where Don and Charlie are *out* to their close friends as a couple. It's so tantalizing to think about other people knowing about them!
This was sexy and tantalizing and while I rarely find phonesex to be well done, this certainly was! I'm not an auditory person, but you certainly got me into hearing what Charlie hears in this.
And thanks for helping me see that Gyen fic! That was before my time and I missed it. I must go give her some love and let her know how much we miss her.
Nice one, hon!
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Date: 2009-05-08 01:34 pm (UTC)And yeah, this is one of the fruits of my Great Rereading, when I read all but 4 months of what came before I joined
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Date: 2009-05-07 05:31 pm (UTC)Wow. Awesome!
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