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riptide_asylum) wrote2009-02-24 09:23 pm
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"Alone Time" (Fear of Falling, 1988)
Title: Alone Time
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Things have gotten so busy at the agency that something important's been neglected.
The past month had been a good one for the Riptide Detective Agency. As a result of an article in the Harbor Herald, they'd had a steady stream of clients come through their door.
The runaway who turned out to have gone to her dad's in Mendocino, the missing emerald necklace that turned out to be stuck in a dryer lint trap, the vandalism surveillance that had netted three punks sorely in need of attitude adjustments. They'd been so busy in fact, they'd forgotten today was the day the FAA inspector was coming recertify Mimi's airlegs. He'd come right through their door, too, clipboard in hand and Cody's plans for trying to get some alone time with Nick went right out the window.
He only hoped the inspector wouldn't hold it against them that Murray had offered to find evidence his wife was cheating on him. Cody shook his head, stretching his long legs out under the table in the salon. Nick was a good pilot. No matter how tired he was, he'd get through it.
Then hopefully he'd have some time for Cody.
Cody sighed deeply, tossing the magazine to one side. A steady stream of business was good, putting a little distance between them and the wolf at the door, but it also kept them too busy, too tired to do more than roll into a bunk together, exhausted and needing to get up early the next day. He missed Nick, he missed the heat of him, the--Cody sighed. If he was honest, he just really needed to get laid.
Cody looked at his watch, adjusting himself in the tight jeans. He had no idea what time Nick would get back from the helipad, what with all the rotors and hatches and...stuff to inspect, and the test flight out to Catalina. Which, if it went as well as it had last time, would include time spent beached on Catalina, fixing the pistons with the inspector's help. Or the time before that, which ended with Nick having to apologize for punching the guy out, and redoing the test with a brand new inspector. Who knew when he'd see Nick again.
Cody shifted again, his jeans increasingly uncomfortable. He looked at the clock again and sighed. It was no use. He couldn't keep his mind off Nick, all the things they hadn't been doing for the last month. It could be hours yet and--
Unfolding himself from behind the narrow table, Cody checked the door was locked and jogged downstairs to their stateroom.
Cody stripped hurriedly, fumbling in the nightstand for the lube and groaning as his cock sprang free. The bed was still unmade from the morning and Cody kicked the sheets off his legs, bunching them down at the bottom of his bed, settling more comfortably in the middle. He grasped his insistent cock firmly in one hand and began to move, letting his greased fingers slide easily along his length.
Closing his eyes, Cody pictured Nick: naked and aroused, crawling up the length of the bunk towards him, lust in his eyes. Nick's warm hands running over Cody's skin, then the weight of him, pinning Cody to the bunk, his cock hot and insistent against Cody's belly...
Cody whimpered softly, speeding up his stroke. Nick's talented, supple hands taking the place of Cody's own, then moving lower, over his sensitive balls, teasing their way between his cheeks...Cody whimpered again, picturing his lover's face alight with desire, needing--
"You gonna let me help with that, baby?" Nick was leaning casually against the doorframe, arms folded across his chest. Cody froze. He sometimes forgot Nick could move through the boat with unbelievable stealthiness.
"Don't stop on my account." Nick sauntered over and dropped lightly on the foot of the bunk with a big smile.
Cody could feel the blush rising in his cheeks. "I guess the trick now is to act nonchalant."
His partner snickered.
Cody continued. "How long've you been--"
"Long enough to enjoy it, man. Almost as much as you were. You're hot when you're turned on, you know." Nick slid into the bunk fully clothed, pushing Cody gently towards the wall, putting his arms around him, kissing him hungrily.
Cody pulled back, looking at Nick questioningly. "Only when I'm turned on?"
Nick laughed and kissed Cody again, softer. "C'mon man, keep going. I wanna watch." The rough cotton of Nick's polo and jeans scratched Cody's bare skin, and he writhed away with a whine. Nick resettled the two of them, capturing Cody's bare leg between his denimclad ones, stealing another kiss.
"Nothing you haven't seen before, Nick."
"Doesn't mean I don't want to see it now. Here. I'll help." He slid a hand down his partner's stomach, and Cody groaned into Nick's warm, wet mouth. Thinking of Nick was nothing compared to the real thing.
Nick's hand kept moving, down around the base of his cock, cupping his balls lightly, and Cody broke the kiss to groan, letting his head fall lightly onto Nick's shoulder.
"That's it, Cody," Nick whispered. "Tell me how much you like it."
Cody's blush deepened. Nick rolled Cody's balls in his hand, thumb lightly grazing the surface of his sac, and Cody wriggled with pleasure, burying his face against the collar of Nick's shirt, whimpering.
"I love you, baby," Nick whispered. "Love that sound. C'mon." He let his fingers trail smoothly down to Cody's cleft, thumb rubbing his perineum now. "Show me."
Cody shivered, looking at Nick, registering the love and heat in his eyes. Cody spread his legs as wide as he could in the confines of the narrow bunk, then looking down at the engorged cock in his hand, Cody resumed his stroke. Nick made a pleased, encouraging murmur in his ear and Cody quickly returned his gaze to his lover's face. "You like that?" he whispered.
"So hot, baby. So hot."
Encouraged, Cody rocked his hips, thrusting into his fist. Nick groaned, moving his hand back to Cody's balls, massaging them gently. Cody set a firm rhythm, hand sliding from shaft to head and back, twisting gently. His eyes never left Nick's face.
Nick licked his lips, watching Cody's hand on his cock, and before long he was gently humping Cody's hip in time with the strokes, legs clenched around Cody's own.
"Tell me, Nick," Cody said breathily. "Tell me how much you like it."
Nick's eyes jumped to Cody's face in surprise. He smirked and leaned in close, nuzzling Cody's jaw, forcing him to turn away and expose his neck. "Baby. You are so fucking hot," Nick whispered. He nipped Cody's earlobe, hard, then sucked at the bitten place, and Cody faltered in his rhythm.
Nick squeezed Cody's balls gently, his thumb moving faster over the tightening skin of Cody's sac. At the same time, he mouthed the line of Cody's jaw, drawing closer until he could claim Cody's mouth again, kissing hard and frantic now. They kissed with the rhythm of Cody's hand on his cock, until Cody stiffened, squeezing the base of his cock, struggling to make it last.
Nick broke the kiss to lie next to Cody, panting. "Yes. Come on, baby. Come for me. Wanna see that too."
Cody registered the lust in Nick's eyes, his denim-covered erection against Cody's hip tantalizingly hard and warm. He was so close. Watching Nick watch him, Cody felt a glow of pleasure build at the base of his spine. Nick pressed up against him, his body responding through the jeans, one hand still cradling Cody's balls...Nick, watching him lie there, naked and open, pleasuring himself, faster now, almost rough...
Cody threw his head back with a gasp, bucking against Nick's hip, fist tight around the head of his cock. He fought to stay quiet as the glow became flames and warm seed pulsed through his fingers, sticky and wet. Pleasure shook him, with Nick breathing heavily on his neck, Nick's clothes stiff against his skin as he writhed. The tremors lessened and Cody managed to open his eyes and fix them on Nick, pleasure distilling through his limbs until finally he was still, panting, dropping his head back onto the pillow.
Nick nuzzled his jaw with a contented growl, depositing a kiss on his chin, tugging one lip gently. "Beautiful," he whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Cody, that was perfect." Nick gazed at him, love and fire in his eyes. "Perfect, man." Nick licked his lips again, and Cody beamed. Nick's shirt was striped with come, and his erection an insistent pressure against Cody's thigh. Nick gently released his balls, taking Cody's hand from his softening cock to move it to his lips, sucking in Cody's index finger.
Cody's spent cock twitched at Nick's wet mouth around his finger. Nick watched him with knowing, hungry eyes, his breath hot and moist against the tip of Cody's finger.
Nick sat up suddenly, letting Cody's finger drop from his lips as he stood up from the bunk. Pulling his shirt up over his head and off, Nick began unbuttoning his jeans as Cody struggled up to pull him back down. He needed Nick on him, in him, needed to touch and kiss him.
Latching a finger through one of Nick's beltloops and pulled, tumbling Nick on top of him, creating a tangle of limbs and warmth. "Nick," Cody murmured.
"I know, baby. I love you too." Nick shoved his jeans down his thighs awkwardly, and Cody used his foot to get them the rest of the way off. The two of them lay naked together, nuzzling and content, then Nick's fingers were teasing their way between his cheeks.
"Yeah, Nick," Cody said softly. "That'll help."
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Things have gotten so busy at the agency that something important's been neglected.
The past month had been a good one for the Riptide Detective Agency. As a result of an article in the Harbor Herald, they'd had a steady stream of clients come through their door.
The runaway who turned out to have gone to her dad's in Mendocino, the missing emerald necklace that turned out to be stuck in a dryer lint trap, the vandalism surveillance that had netted three punks sorely in need of attitude adjustments. They'd been so busy in fact, they'd forgotten today was the day the FAA inspector was coming recertify Mimi's airlegs. He'd come right through their door, too, clipboard in hand and Cody's plans for trying to get some alone time with Nick went right out the window.
He only hoped the inspector wouldn't hold it against them that Murray had offered to find evidence his wife was cheating on him. Cody shook his head, stretching his long legs out under the table in the salon. Nick was a good pilot. No matter how tired he was, he'd get through it.
Then hopefully he'd have some time for Cody.
Cody sighed deeply, tossing the magazine to one side. A steady stream of business was good, putting a little distance between them and the wolf at the door, but it also kept them too busy, too tired to do more than roll into a bunk together, exhausted and needing to get up early the next day. He missed Nick, he missed the heat of him, the--Cody sighed. If he was honest, he just really needed to get laid.
Cody looked at his watch, adjusting himself in the tight jeans. He had no idea what time Nick would get back from the helipad, what with all the rotors and hatches and...stuff to inspect, and the test flight out to Catalina. Which, if it went as well as it had last time, would include time spent beached on Catalina, fixing the pistons with the inspector's help. Or the time before that, which ended with Nick having to apologize for punching the guy out, and redoing the test with a brand new inspector. Who knew when he'd see Nick again.
Cody shifted again, his jeans increasingly uncomfortable. He looked at the clock again and sighed. It was no use. He couldn't keep his mind off Nick, all the things they hadn't been doing for the last month. It could be hours yet and--
Unfolding himself from behind the narrow table, Cody checked the door was locked and jogged downstairs to their stateroom.
Cody stripped hurriedly, fumbling in the nightstand for the lube and groaning as his cock sprang free. The bed was still unmade from the morning and Cody kicked the sheets off his legs, bunching them down at the bottom of his bed, settling more comfortably in the middle. He grasped his insistent cock firmly in one hand and began to move, letting his greased fingers slide easily along his length.
Closing his eyes, Cody pictured Nick: naked and aroused, crawling up the length of the bunk towards him, lust in his eyes. Nick's warm hands running over Cody's skin, then the weight of him, pinning Cody to the bunk, his cock hot and insistent against Cody's belly...
Cody whimpered softly, speeding up his stroke. Nick's talented, supple hands taking the place of Cody's own, then moving lower, over his sensitive balls, teasing their way between his cheeks...Cody whimpered again, picturing his lover's face alight with desire, needing--
"You gonna let me help with that, baby?" Nick was leaning casually against the doorframe, arms folded across his chest. Cody froze. He sometimes forgot Nick could move through the boat with unbelievable stealthiness.
"Don't stop on my account." Nick sauntered over and dropped lightly on the foot of the bunk with a big smile.
Cody could feel the blush rising in his cheeks. "I guess the trick now is to act nonchalant."
His partner snickered.
Cody continued. "How long've you been--"
"Long enough to enjoy it, man. Almost as much as you were. You're hot when you're turned on, you know." Nick slid into the bunk fully clothed, pushing Cody gently towards the wall, putting his arms around him, kissing him hungrily.
Cody pulled back, looking at Nick questioningly. "Only when I'm turned on?"
Nick laughed and kissed Cody again, softer. "C'mon man, keep going. I wanna watch." The rough cotton of Nick's polo and jeans scratched Cody's bare skin, and he writhed away with a whine. Nick resettled the two of them, capturing Cody's bare leg between his denimclad ones, stealing another kiss.
"Nothing you haven't seen before, Nick."
"Doesn't mean I don't want to see it now. Here. I'll help." He slid a hand down his partner's stomach, and Cody groaned into Nick's warm, wet mouth. Thinking of Nick was nothing compared to the real thing.
Nick's hand kept moving, down around the base of his cock, cupping his balls lightly, and Cody broke the kiss to groan, letting his head fall lightly onto Nick's shoulder.
"That's it, Cody," Nick whispered. "Tell me how much you like it."
Cody's blush deepened. Nick rolled Cody's balls in his hand, thumb lightly grazing the surface of his sac, and Cody wriggled with pleasure, burying his face against the collar of Nick's shirt, whimpering.
"I love you, baby," Nick whispered. "Love that sound. C'mon." He let his fingers trail smoothly down to Cody's cleft, thumb rubbing his perineum now. "Show me."
Cody shivered, looking at Nick, registering the love and heat in his eyes. Cody spread his legs as wide as he could in the confines of the narrow bunk, then looking down at the engorged cock in his hand, Cody resumed his stroke. Nick made a pleased, encouraging murmur in his ear and Cody quickly returned his gaze to his lover's face. "You like that?" he whispered.
"So hot, baby. So hot."
Encouraged, Cody rocked his hips, thrusting into his fist. Nick groaned, moving his hand back to Cody's balls, massaging them gently. Cody set a firm rhythm, hand sliding from shaft to head and back, twisting gently. His eyes never left Nick's face.
Nick licked his lips, watching Cody's hand on his cock, and before long he was gently humping Cody's hip in time with the strokes, legs clenched around Cody's own.
"Tell me, Nick," Cody said breathily. "Tell me how much you like it."
Nick's eyes jumped to Cody's face in surprise. He smirked and leaned in close, nuzzling Cody's jaw, forcing him to turn away and expose his neck. "Baby. You are so fucking hot," Nick whispered. He nipped Cody's earlobe, hard, then sucked at the bitten place, and Cody faltered in his rhythm.
Nick squeezed Cody's balls gently, his thumb moving faster over the tightening skin of Cody's sac. At the same time, he mouthed the line of Cody's jaw, drawing closer until he could claim Cody's mouth again, kissing hard and frantic now. They kissed with the rhythm of Cody's hand on his cock, until Cody stiffened, squeezing the base of his cock, struggling to make it last.
Nick broke the kiss to lie next to Cody, panting. "Yes. Come on, baby. Come for me. Wanna see that too."
Cody registered the lust in Nick's eyes, his denim-covered erection against Cody's hip tantalizingly hard and warm. He was so close. Watching Nick watch him, Cody felt a glow of pleasure build at the base of his spine. Nick pressed up against him, his body responding through the jeans, one hand still cradling Cody's balls...Nick, watching him lie there, naked and open, pleasuring himself, faster now, almost rough...
Cody threw his head back with a gasp, bucking against Nick's hip, fist tight around the head of his cock. He fought to stay quiet as the glow became flames and warm seed pulsed through his fingers, sticky and wet. Pleasure shook him, with Nick breathing heavily on his neck, Nick's clothes stiff against his skin as he writhed. The tremors lessened and Cody managed to open his eyes and fix them on Nick, pleasure distilling through his limbs until finally he was still, panting, dropping his head back onto the pillow.
Nick nuzzled his jaw with a contented growl, depositing a kiss on his chin, tugging one lip gently. "Beautiful," he whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Cody, that was perfect." Nick gazed at him, love and fire in his eyes. "Perfect, man." Nick licked his lips again, and Cody beamed. Nick's shirt was striped with come, and his erection an insistent pressure against Cody's thigh. Nick gently released his balls, taking Cody's hand from his softening cock to move it to his lips, sucking in Cody's index finger.
Cody's spent cock twitched at Nick's wet mouth around his finger. Nick watched him with knowing, hungry eyes, his breath hot and moist against the tip of Cody's finger.
Nick sat up suddenly, letting Cody's finger drop from his lips as he stood up from the bunk. Pulling his shirt up over his head and off, Nick began unbuttoning his jeans as Cody struggled up to pull him back down. He needed Nick on him, in him, needed to touch and kiss him.
Latching a finger through one of Nick's beltloops and pulled, tumbling Nick on top of him, creating a tangle of limbs and warmth. "Nick," Cody murmured.
"I know, baby. I love you too." Nick shoved his jeans down his thighs awkwardly, and Cody used his foot to get them the rest of the way off. The two of them lay naked together, nuzzling and content, then Nick's fingers were teasing their way between his cheeks.
"Yeah, Nick," Cody said softly. "That'll help."
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