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(Anonymous) 2011-04-27 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)Well, this is awkward - 1/2
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They haven’t actually had sex. Not like…real sex. The thought makes his stomach twist in what might be anxiety or maybe something else entirely. They haven’t actually talked about it and he’s kind of grateful for that because there are some things that never get any less awkward to say. That’s not to say though, that he hasn’t, you know, thought about it sometimes. He has. He’s pretty sure Thomas has too.
He decides not to worry about it. Things between them just tend to happen.
Things like, now, for instance.
He’s on his knees between Thomas’s legs and it really should be more uncomfortable than it is. He’s never given head before, but he thinks he must be doing a pretty good job judging by the sounds Thomas is making and the way his hands are curling and uncurling against his sheet.
He tries to take as much of Thomas’s cock into his mouth as he can but it gets too difficult not to gag, so he uses his tongue instead, tracing the head in little patterns and Thomas really seems to like that because he lets out a series of whimpers that make Guy tingle everywhere. He’s actually kind of shocked at how turned on this is getting him, or rather, both of them. He’s glad that Thomas is enjoying himself but he really wasn’t expecting to get this hard himself.
He shifts on his knees to try and make it a little less uncomfortable but only succeeding in making himself choke back a groan so he stops. He’ll worry about himself later.
Looking up through the stray strands of hair that have fallen into his eyes, he sees Thomas’s face, neck arched back just a little and his eyes drifting back and forth between him and the ceiling. He’s biting his lip and Guy decides that he really likes that. Thomas is an attractive person normally but like this…well. This is something entirely different and it fills him with a weird possessive kind of pride he’s never felt before knowing that he’s the one responsible.
He tries to swallow him down again and does a bit better this time, so he tries bobbing his head and uses his hand to stroke what he can’t take into his mouth. He’s drooling because he can’t really swallow right and that really should be gross but somehow it’s not.
“O-oh shit, G-guy, I’m-”
He likes it when Thomas says his name like that and he feels his erection throb in his pants. He bobs his head down further and swirls his tongue and Thomas tries to say something again but it only comes out as a series of strangled sounds. He does it again and then several things happen in very quick sequence.
Well, this is awkward 2/2
He coughs and wipes his mouth with the back of one shaky hand. Thomas lets go of his hair and apologizes in hurried, stuttering waves, fumbling to zip up his pants again as he does.
“O-oh my god, I’m so sorry I, I didn’t mean to I tried to- Shit. I’m so sorry-”
Guy’s partially listening, but he’s mostly just staring down at his own crotch, a wet stain making the denim darker in places. His entire body is blushing and he’s not sure if he should feel embarrassed or angry at himself so he settles on both.
“-I. Fuck. Here, let me-” Thomas reaches out to help him up and Guy ducks away, shaking his head tensely.
“No. It’s fine.” He doesn’t look up but he can feel Thomas looking him over and it’s only a matter of time before-
“…Did you just-”
There it is. Guy grits his teeth, “Don’t worry about it.”
He tries his best to turn around on the floor and stand up, anything to keep the front of himself facing away from Thomas, anything to get out of that room and somewhere where he could go evaluate every life choice he’s ever made in solemn silence. And also brush his teeth. And do his laundry. And maybe die.
He makes for the door but is stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Every muscle in his body tenses. He fights even as Thomas successfully turns him around; refuses to meet his eyes.
“Hey.”
“…”
“Stop that. I uh…that was actually kind of hot, I mean, every part of-”
He makes eye contact then, but it’s only to glare. Thomas has that doofy half smile on his face and he really does legitimately look sorry and it’s more difficult to be angry than Guy would like it to be.
“Whatever. We’re never speaking of this again.”
Thomas nods and it looks honest enough, but in the back of his mind he’s filing some very important facts away. He’ll have to play with Guy’s hair more often.
Re: Well, this is awkward 2/2
ahaha how ashamed and pissed off he is
this is delicious
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