Fiction: Horny, Funny, and Drunk
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kethniName: Horny, Funny, and Drunk
Pairing: Matt/Adam
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: For adult language and scenes of a sexual nature
Word Count: 907
Authors Note: For Anon
There are times when Adam feels every minute of his age; when life is an aching, endless expanse yawning in front of him like an a chasm. And then there are moments like this.
Matt is swaying. His shirt is hanging out, small pink feathers are in his hair, and glitter is shining on his face. ‘I’m not drunk,’ he says.
‘What on earth have you been doing?’ Adam laughs.
‘He barely… barely touched any of it,’ Nathan says vehemently. His hair is swept across his head as if he had flown sideways into a tornado, which Adam wouldn’t put past him.
‘You can sleep on the couch,’ Adam says firmly. ‘You’re not flying in that state; I’d never hear the end of it.’
‘Matt, your boy… your boy… your boyfriend is the best.’
‘I know!’ Matt grabs Adam suddenly and squeezes him tightly. ‘You’re the greatest boyfriend.’ He lifts Adam up off the ground and spins him around.
‘I have a lot of practice,’ Adam says. ‘You are drunk,’ he says, kissing Matt’s nose, ‘drunk, cute, and holding me too tight.’
‘Aww, I’m not going to squish you,’ Matt says, letting him down.
‘You can squish him, he’ll… he’ll regenerate,’ Nathan suggests.
Adam pushes him gently in the chest and Nathan collapses back onto the couch. ‘There will be no squishing thank you very much. Just you go to sleep.’
‘We don’t have to go to sleep do we?’ Matt asks, with a big grin. He smacks Adam on the ass. ‘I’m not sleepy. I’m horny.’
‘Yes you are.’ Adam takes him by the hand. ‘Horny, funny, and drunk. Come on hot stuff.’
Matt is in an affectionate mood when Adam gets him into the bedroom. He smiles at Adam with blurred, warm eyes and clumsily runs his hands over Adam’s body.
‘You’re so good.’
‘Oh I’m very good,’ Adam agrees, pulling him closer. ‘What am I good at?’
‘Jus’… you know, putting up with me and not being evil… being really smart and sweet and sexy.’ Matt touches his forehead against Adam’s. ‘But I’d still go out with you even if you were evil.’
Adam pushes him down onto the bed. ‘Would you now?’
‘Yeah.’ Matt pulls him close and fumbles with his jeans. ‘You’re the best thing’s ever happened to me.’
‘My dearest boy.’ Adam kisses him softly and helps him remove his jeans.
Matt watches Adam throw off his shirt and shuck off his jeans. ‘Janice… Janice hated me getting drunk… oh I shouldn’t talk about Janice… she hated it when I mentioned exes…’
‘You’re a cute drunk,’ Adam says, linking fingers with Matt as they kiss. ‘Like a big happy puppy.’
Matt smiles and pulls Adam onto his knee. ‘Never seen you drunk.’
‘I can’t get drunk, dearest,’ Adam says, unbuttoning Matt’s shirt, ‘I metabolise the alcohol too quickly. I can’t get fat either.’ He throws the shirt aside.
‘Fat!’ Matt blows a raspberry. ‘I could make you fat. I’d feed you… cakes and fries and pies and chicken fried pizza! Why’re you laughing?’
‘Because that was gloriously nonsensical,’ Adam says, wrapping his legs around Matt’s waist.
Matt turns around and lies down on the bed, pinning Adam beneath him. ‘I can be sensical,’ he protests, and mashes their mouths together in a kiss.
‘Mmm, rough stuff,’ Adam says happily.
‘You’re such a pervert,’ Matt mumbles against his ear.
‘You’re such a boy scout,’ Adam counters. ‘Where did you go to this evening?’
‘A bar.’ Matt kisses and nibbles Adam’s neck. ‘But Nathan called a bunch of army guys “candy asses” so we had to beat it before we got our asses handed to us on a silver platter.’
‘That’s a pleasantly mixed metaphor,’ Adam laughs. He gently rakes his nails over Matt’s back. ‘Why did Nathan go and pick a fight with soldiers?’
‘I don’t know. We went to a strip bar.’
‘A strip bar!’
‘It was the only place open and we were thirsty,’ Matt whines.
‘That’s the worst excuse for visiting a strip bar I’ve ever heard,’ Adam laughs. ‘Did you get a lap dance?’
‘No,’ Matt sulks.
‘My poor baby, why not?’
‘I didn’t have enough money.’
Adam nibbles at his lower lip. ‘Never mind, dearest, you can fuck me instead,’ he says sympathetically.
Matt smiles sheepishly. ‘Okay.’ He fumbles in the bedside table for the lube and applies it with ungainly fingers.
‘One moment.’ Adam reaches down and makes a minor adjustment. ‘There we are. I’m not sure where you were heading for just then.’
‘I’m drunk,’ Matt points out reasonably.
‘You’re an adorable drunk.’ Adam takes a breath as Matt enters.
‘Aren’t I adorable not drunk?’ Matt pouts.
‘You’re stern, firm, and manly,’ Adam says, closing his eyes, ‘except when you’re feeling down, and then you’re a woobie.’
Matt nuzzles his neck as he thrusts. ‘But I’m not adorable?’
Adam bites his ear. ‘You’re hot stuff and sexy as hell.’
Matt comes with a soft squeak and rolls off Adam. ‘Okay,’ he murmurs, closing his eyes.
Adam finishes himself off and then kisses Matt’s cheek before standing up.
‘Where y’going?’
‘First, I’m going to clean us both up, and then I’m going to make a little hangover tray for you so when you get up you won’t be staggering around like a stunned bear.’
Matt stretches on the bed and gives Adam a sleepy smile.
‘Love you, Adam.’
‘Love you too, great lug.’
The End
Pairing: Matt/Adam
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: For adult language and scenes of a sexual nature
Word Count: 907
Authors Note: For Anon
There are times when Adam feels every minute of his age; when life is an aching, endless expanse yawning in front of him like an a chasm. And then there are moments like this.
Matt is swaying. His shirt is hanging out, small pink feathers are in his hair, and glitter is shining on his face. ‘I’m not drunk,’ he says.
‘What on earth have you been doing?’ Adam laughs.
‘He barely… barely touched any of it,’ Nathan says vehemently. His hair is swept across his head as if he had flown sideways into a tornado, which Adam wouldn’t put past him.
‘You can sleep on the couch,’ Adam says firmly. ‘You’re not flying in that state; I’d never hear the end of it.’
‘Matt, your boy… your boy… your boyfriend is the best.’
‘I know!’ Matt grabs Adam suddenly and squeezes him tightly. ‘You’re the greatest boyfriend.’ He lifts Adam up off the ground and spins him around.
‘I have a lot of practice,’ Adam says. ‘You are drunk,’ he says, kissing Matt’s nose, ‘drunk, cute, and holding me too tight.’
‘Aww, I’m not going to squish you,’ Matt says, letting him down.
‘You can squish him, he’ll… he’ll regenerate,’ Nathan suggests.
Adam pushes him gently in the chest and Nathan collapses back onto the couch. ‘There will be no squishing thank you very much. Just you go to sleep.’
‘We don’t have to go to sleep do we?’ Matt asks, with a big grin. He smacks Adam on the ass. ‘I’m not sleepy. I’m horny.’
‘Yes you are.’ Adam takes him by the hand. ‘Horny, funny, and drunk. Come on hot stuff.’
Matt is in an affectionate mood when Adam gets him into the bedroom. He smiles at Adam with blurred, warm eyes and clumsily runs his hands over Adam’s body.
‘You’re so good.’
‘Oh I’m very good,’ Adam agrees, pulling him closer. ‘What am I good at?’
‘Jus’… you know, putting up with me and not being evil… being really smart and sweet and sexy.’ Matt touches his forehead against Adam’s. ‘But I’d still go out with you even if you were evil.’
Adam pushes him down onto the bed. ‘Would you now?’
‘Yeah.’ Matt pulls him close and fumbles with his jeans. ‘You’re the best thing’s ever happened to me.’
‘My dearest boy.’ Adam kisses him softly and helps him remove his jeans.
Matt watches Adam throw off his shirt and shuck off his jeans. ‘Janice… Janice hated me getting drunk… oh I shouldn’t talk about Janice… she hated it when I mentioned exes…’
‘You’re a cute drunk,’ Adam says, linking fingers with Matt as they kiss. ‘Like a big happy puppy.’
Matt smiles and pulls Adam onto his knee. ‘Never seen you drunk.’
‘I can’t get drunk, dearest,’ Adam says, unbuttoning Matt’s shirt, ‘I metabolise the alcohol too quickly. I can’t get fat either.’ He throws the shirt aside.
‘Fat!’ Matt blows a raspberry. ‘I could make you fat. I’d feed you… cakes and fries and pies and chicken fried pizza! Why’re you laughing?’
‘Because that was gloriously nonsensical,’ Adam says, wrapping his legs around Matt’s waist.
Matt turns around and lies down on the bed, pinning Adam beneath him. ‘I can be sensical,’ he protests, and mashes their mouths together in a kiss.
‘Mmm, rough stuff,’ Adam says happily.
‘You’re such a pervert,’ Matt mumbles against his ear.
‘You’re such a boy scout,’ Adam counters. ‘Where did you go to this evening?’
‘A bar.’ Matt kisses and nibbles Adam’s neck. ‘But Nathan called a bunch of army guys “candy asses” so we had to beat it before we got our asses handed to us on a silver platter.’
‘That’s a pleasantly mixed metaphor,’ Adam laughs. He gently rakes his nails over Matt’s back. ‘Why did Nathan go and pick a fight with soldiers?’
‘I don’t know. We went to a strip bar.’
‘A strip bar!’
‘It was the only place open and we were thirsty,’ Matt whines.
‘That’s the worst excuse for visiting a strip bar I’ve ever heard,’ Adam laughs. ‘Did you get a lap dance?’
‘No,’ Matt sulks.
‘My poor baby, why not?’
‘I didn’t have enough money.’
Adam nibbles at his lower lip. ‘Never mind, dearest, you can fuck me instead,’ he says sympathetically.
Matt smiles sheepishly. ‘Okay.’ He fumbles in the bedside table for the lube and applies it with ungainly fingers.
‘One moment.’ Adam reaches down and makes a minor adjustment. ‘There we are. I’m not sure where you were heading for just then.’
‘I’m drunk,’ Matt points out reasonably.
‘You’re an adorable drunk.’ Adam takes a breath as Matt enters.
‘Aren’t I adorable not drunk?’ Matt pouts.
‘You’re stern, firm, and manly,’ Adam says, closing his eyes, ‘except when you’re feeling down, and then you’re a woobie.’
Matt nuzzles his neck as he thrusts. ‘But I’m not adorable?’
Adam bites his ear. ‘You’re hot stuff and sexy as hell.’
Matt comes with a soft squeak and rolls off Adam. ‘Okay,’ he murmurs, closing his eyes.
Adam finishes himself off and then kisses Matt’s cheek before standing up.
‘Where y’going?’
‘First, I’m going to clean us both up, and then I’m going to make a little hangover tray for you so when you get up you won’t be staggering around like a stunned bear.’
Matt stretches on the bed and gives Adam a sleepy smile.
‘Love you, Adam.’
‘Love you too, great lug.’
The End
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Date: 2011-08-19 04:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 05:46 pm (UTC)<333
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Date: 2011-08-20 04:24 am (UTC)I love the "okay" when Matt came. XD Adorable!
Loved this!
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Date: 2011-08-20 09:18 am (UTC)Thanks honey!
<333
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Date: 2011-08-21 04:00 am (UTC)Hee! Matt is a very cute drunk in this and Adam is so sweet. He's quite a sport about the whole thing, especially as he has to finish himself off. :P So good! Great work. <333
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Date: 2011-08-21 09:11 am (UTC)Matt probably doesn't get drunk that often and he's normally SO SERIOUS Adam figures he deserves a little downtime to let off some steam.
Thanks honey <333
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Date: 2011-08-22 12:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-22 05:21 am (UTC)Thanks for reading and commenting!