Changing the World

Title: Control - Part of The Balance of Power Series
Characters: Charlie/Ian
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 527
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: Unfortunately Numb3rs does not belong to me.

Written for paranoid_woman and ladygray99 who kind of cajoled me into writing Charlie/Ian.



Control


Ian ran his hand over Charlie’s ass, it was smooth and utterly perfect and Ian couldn’t help but give it a hard, sharp smack.

“It’s been a long time since you had a good spanking,” Ian said, bring his hand down again and leaving a white echo of his handprint on Charlie’s skin that faded as sharply as the smack. “Maybe later.”

He squeezed a little lube onto his fingers, coating them with slickness.

"I’m not going to go slow." He warned. “Not tonight.”

If Ian expected a protest he didn't get one. Charlie just pushed his ass higher into the air and moaned into his gag. He threw a look back over his shoulder that was so sultry, so full of impatience, so very Charlie, that all of Ian’s control was tested to the limit.

He shoved two fingers up inside of Charlie and watched as a look of ecstasy crossed his lovers face. Charlie ground back onto Ian’s fingers, his body screaming for more, deeper, harder, faster. He hung his head, taking deep labored breaths through his nose, all the while pushing back in a desperate rhythm.

"Alright, sweetheart.” Ian removed his fingers and gave another slap to Charlie’s cheeks. He fisted his leaking cock, rolled on a condom and coated himself liberally with lube, a small smile flickering at the corner of his mouth as Charlie whined at the loss of contact.

Ian lined himself up, pushed the tip of his cock inside Charlie’s ass, paused, and then slid right in to the hilt as Charlie pushed back onto him.

Ian held tightly onto Charlie’s hip with one hand and with his other, fisted Charlie’s curls, pulling him upright towards his chest so that Charlie’s back arched in a delicious curl.

"You're sexy as hell, do you know that Charlie? Ian grunted, snapping his hips back and forth at a frantic pace. “Yeah, you know it, don’t you Charlie? You know what you do to me.”

Yeah, Charlie knew alright, the little minx delighted in teasing him, making him lose all control, like it was some sort of challenge to see how badly he could make him fall apart.

Ian was close, he could feel his balls starting to pull up, tightening, heat pooling inside of his groin, as his neared climax. He drove erratically a few more times into Charlie’s body then came hard, thrusting through his orgasm. He slumped against Charlie’s back, still inside of him, catching his breath for a moment before growling into Charlie’s ear. “Do you want to come?”

Charlie moaned into his gag and pressed himself back into Ian’s groin; sending little sparks of pleasure along Ian’s spent cock.

Ian wrapped one arm tight around Charlie’s chest, pulling him firmly against his own, then with his other, reached around to take Charlie’s cock in his hand.

A few strokes later and warm, sticky heat ran through Ian’s fingers as Charlie came, his cries of pleasure muffled by his gag.

Charlie leant his head back against Ian’s shoulder, his cock still twitching in his lover’s hand.

Ian whispered at Charlie’s ear, his lips brushing against damp curls.

“Good boy.”

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