Pairing Jason King / ?
Disclaimer: Fiction means this is made up
It was the moan that did
it. Or rather, it was the absence of a moan.
It had happened as it had
happened many times before. Jason was woken up by a soft voice whispering in
his ear in Swedish, by lips brushing softly across his.
Still partially in dream land Jason dropped his hand
lightly on top of his line mates head as the lips traveled down his breastbone.
There was nothing particularly hurried about the soft lips or the warm mouth on
his cock and that is just the way Jason likes it.
Jason sighs and enjoys the hot tongue licking up his
cock like it was a lollipop, the delicate little strokes of a finger down his
ass, teasing the sides of his hole.
"Go in." He whispers hoping his words would
be understood and sighs happily when the tip of the stroking finger slides into
him.
"DonŐtÉ tease.. suck.." His voice deepens
and his accent becomes more pronounced as he is close to coming. He doesn't try
to make sentences, wanting to keep hold of the dreamy hold sleep has on his
body.
Fortunately Daniel seems to understand. Jason slides
his hand over the short hair on his friend's head and gasps, feeling his body
come briefly totally alive, sensation tingling from his toes to his fingertips.
"God, you can come and wake me up anytime you
like." Jason finally gets out when his body calms down to sleep again.
"Where are you going?" he asking, tugging Daniel against his body,
"let me return the favor."
Daniel stops trying to pull away when Jason runs his
hand down his body to his cock. Daniel already had his hand loosely around
himself, and Jason wiggles his fingers around and between Daniel's until they
are both holding him, sliding their fingers up and down. Jason swipes his thumb
across the top, collecting the bubble of come there; spreading it down so their
hands move more smoothly.
He pulls Daniel against him, on their sides, angling
his body so there is plenty of room to move their hands up and down.
"Why so quiet?"
"Don't wanna wake anyone." Comes the whisper
back. Jason laughs and nuzzles at his neck, the soft wet slapping sounds of
their hands making him get hard again. Before he can plan what to do about
that, he feels Daniel jerk and hot come spill over his fingers.
He pulls Daniel close, wiping the ropey threads across
both their stomachs, licking the hint of sweat off Daniel's forehead.
Jason is almost asleep, cuddling Daniel's warm body
against his when he doesn't hear it.
The little sound of contentment that Daniel makes.
And it's not like Daniel to try and sneak out of bed
after they have messed around. And it is not like Daniel to keep his hand on
his dick. And not talk.
In fact, the more Jason thinks about itÉ. He rolls
over and turns on the light.
"Who are you?" He prods the body next to him
that has suspiciously rolled its face into the pillow.
"Daniel?"
"UmmmÉ Yes?" Is the unconvincing reply.
But he looks a little different, Jason pulls the
blanket back, there should beÉ he runs his fingers across not-Daniels hip.
There should be a line of hickeys across here.
"Henrik." Jason glowers at the other man.
"What the fuck is going on?"
"Ok, I justÉ" Henrik looks down and wipes a
the cum drying on his stomach, "I wanted to see what you were like."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Jason
asks, still amazed it is this brother that minutes ago had his mouth around his
dick
"Well, Daniel had you", Henrik pouts, "
and I wanted to see what you had."
"Is this a set up?" Jason asks in sudden
understanding. "Is the rest of the team out there with a camera? Like the
Mo-Markus-Todd thing?"
"No!" Henrik says.
"Was it Daniel's idea?"
"You can't tell him!" Henrik says in sudden
terror. "He will fucking flip!"
Jason thinks for a second. It's not like he objects to
either brother, especially not one that is prepared to sneak into his room and
suck his dick. And one that felt he owed him something, or rather that he had
something over. In fact the more Jason thought about it, the more he liked it.
He looked into Henrik's pleading face. "Ok, I
won't say anything to Daniel."
"God, thank you." Henrik gushed.
"IfÉ" Jason cuts into the thanks.
"If, what?" Henrik looks wary at the change
of Jason's tone of voice. "But you won't tell?" he pleads a slight
touch of desperation in his voice.
Jason rolls ontop of the other man and grinds their
hips together. "Well, I'm kind of hot and bothered now. And I think I
wanna fuck you."
Henrik grins. "That sounds like a great
idea."
"And I'm gonna wanna fuck you tomorrow as well."
Jason slides his hands under Henrik to squeeze his backside. "And have
this arse again the night after that as well."
Henrik nods and smiles more broadly. "Ok, I
deserve to be punished I suppose."
"You do." Jason licks across Henrik's lips,
pulling back when the other man opens his mouth. "So I think I am going to
start collecting."
Jason puts a couple of fingers against Henrik's mouth
and smiles as his tongue snakes out to wet them.
He licks down Henrik's body as his fingers probe at
him then slide slowly in. For good measure he leaves a coupe of hickeys under
his belly button so he can tell the two brothers apart.
But as he eases himself into Henrik, he remembers how
good it feels to have Daniel ease himself into /him/, and tries to think of a way
to manipulate both brothers into his bed.
A competition he thinks. The two of them love to
compete.
