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Title: Home - Part of The Balance of Power Series
Characters: Charlie/Ian
Rating: Hard R
Warnings: References to a D/s relationship
Word count: 356
Spoilers: none
Unbetad - All mistakes entirely my own
Disclaimer: Unfortunately Numb3rs does not belong to me.
Companion to Missing You but can be read as a stand alone piece.
Home
The sex was always like this for the first time when Ian came home, hard and raw and fast. No orders, no submission, no toys or implements, nothing but flesh against flesh as two bodies moved in tandem.
Sweat glistened over Ian’s tight, hot muscles as he thrust deep inside Charlie, again and again, as the lines between love and lust blurred between them.
Charlie was moaning, writhing, and arching with every thrust, his hands cupping Ian’s hips as he tried to bring him closer, deeper, as they reconnected after so long apart.
Their bodies strained, trembled, one just after the other as they came.
They lay together, both struggling for breath, their sticky bodies wrapped around each other as they exchanged heated kisses.
Ian ran his hand over Charlie's face, brushing away his curls, starved for the sight and feel of his lover. He’d never had this, not before Charlie. He worked away so much, going where the job and the orders took him and that suited him fine. He enjoyed his job, was damn good at it too, but he’d never realized how good it was to come home until he had someone to come home to.
"Did you miss me?" Charlie asked his usual question quietly, staring up into Ian's eyes.
Ian laughed gently and responded just as he always did.
"Like breath."
Charlie tightened his arms around Ian, pulling his full weight down on top of him.
"And not just the sex?"
Ian pressed a kiss against Charlie's shoulder.
"No, Charlie, not just the sex." Ian’s voice was gentle. He shifted slightly as Charlie wriggled beneath him, the grind of their bodies starting another quiver of arousal in his belly. "I mean that."
"I know you do," Charlie said, wrinkling his nose a bit, "but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy hearing it."
"Is that why you always ask me the same question every time?"
"Of course," Charlie’s tone was playful as he twisted his hands up into Ian's dark hair, pulling his head down to his mouth, “but I may need convincing. Show me again how much you missed me.”
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Characters: Charlie/Ian
Rating: Hard R
Warnings: References to a D/s relationship
Word count: 356
Spoilers: none
Unbetad - All mistakes entirely my own
Disclaimer: Unfortunately Numb3rs does not belong to me.
Companion to Missing You but can be read as a stand alone piece.
Home
The sex was always like this for the first time when Ian came home, hard and raw and fast. No orders, no submission, no toys or implements, nothing but flesh against flesh as two bodies moved in tandem.
Sweat glistened over Ian’s tight, hot muscles as he thrust deep inside Charlie, again and again, as the lines between love and lust blurred between them.
Charlie was moaning, writhing, and arching with every thrust, his hands cupping Ian’s hips as he tried to bring him closer, deeper, as they reconnected after so long apart.
Their bodies strained, trembled, one just after the other as they came.
They lay together, both struggling for breath, their sticky bodies wrapped around each other as they exchanged heated kisses.
Ian ran his hand over Charlie's face, brushing away his curls, starved for the sight and feel of his lover. He’d never had this, not before Charlie. He worked away so much, going where the job and the orders took him and that suited him fine. He enjoyed his job, was damn good at it too, but he’d never realized how good it was to come home until he had someone to come home to.
"Did you miss me?" Charlie asked his usual question quietly, staring up into Ian's eyes.
Ian laughed gently and responded just as he always did.
"Like breath."
Charlie tightened his arms around Ian, pulling his full weight down on top of him.
"And not just the sex?"
Ian pressed a kiss against Charlie's shoulder.
"No, Charlie, not just the sex." Ian’s voice was gentle. He shifted slightly as Charlie wriggled beneath him, the grind of their bodies starting another quiver of arousal in his belly. "I mean that."
"I know you do," Charlie said, wrinkling his nose a bit, "but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy hearing it."
"Is that why you always ask me the same question every time?"
"Of course," Charlie’s tone was playful as he twisted his hands up into Ian's dark hair, pulling his head down to his mouth, “but I may need convincing. Show me again how much you missed me.”
~
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Aren't I just. ;-)
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And the hipbone of sex belongs to Jared from Supernatural - I have the biggest hipbone kink ever - and he has hipbones to die for.
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btw - there was no need to worry about the dialogue. It gave a real sense of story to the vid that I really liked. That was prob one of my favourites that you have done:)
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Thanks for reading - glad you're still enjoying:)
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Ah, that was so nice! You gave us some Ian insight here! And you said you couldn't do it. You're doing it in this story, and it's great!
Beautiful and hot!
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I'm glad you liked it.
*hugs*
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And the sex...well, what can I say other than it's HOT! and sentimental too since we see through Ian's eyes :)
Lovely.
♥
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It makes my day, it really does, as I know you don't watch the show.
I'm glad you thought it was good:)
*hugs you tightly*
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*smishes*
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So hot and *so* gorgeously written.
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I'm glad you liked it ♥
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