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18 November 2007 @ 07:02 am
Vignettes - Part 10: Burn Me  
Title: Vignettes - Part 10: Burn Me
Author: ladygray99
Chapter: 10/36
Pairing:Charlie/Colby    
Rating:FRAO
Disclaimer: Belongs to many other people, not me
Warnings/Squicks: Sex!!!
Summary: What moments mark a friendship, a love, a marriage, a lifetime?
Previous chapters: Bullshit
Notes: That's right, at long last, I've finally got the boys in bed. Yeah! Feedback please. It's the only way I know people are reading.
Beta(s): The amazing irena_adler long may she write.


 
Burn me


Sometimes at the end of a case you have a few bottles of beer with the team to celebrate victory over the bad guys. Other times you drink to try to erase the memory of the previous weeks from your waking mind. Colby and Charlie were the only ones left at the bar. Megan had been gently coaxed from the bar by a worried Larry. David had wandered into the night at some point and Don had let some girl he was seeing drag him out.

Charlie was carefully writing equations on a bar napkin.

“Those don’t look right.” Colby insisted.

“What?”

“They look easy. I think I could solve that.”

“It’s a quadratic equation. Basic algebra. I don’t even need to write it out, I can do it in my head.”

“Then why are you doing it?” Colby asked.

“‘Cause it’s messy. My mind feels messy, dirty. It’s simple, basic, easy and always a messy answer.”

“I think you’ve had too much to drink.”

“I don’t think I’ve drunk enough. I don’t feel right. Something’s bleeding and I don’t know what.” Charlie looked up at Colby. “Fix it.”

Colby swallowed hard. He felt like someone dropped a live bomb in his lap. Charlie’s eyes where dark and desperate for something. He licked the last traces of his drink off his lips and Colby felt himself shudder.

“Fix it.” He asked again.

“Ok. Let’s go home.”

The cab dropped them off in front of the Eppes’ family home. Charlie’s house, technically. Colby followed behind passively and noted that Charlie’s hands didn’t shake as he opened the door. Once inside, Charlie leaned him back against the door. The height difference made the forceful gesture rather less so. Charlie kissed him, but not the lips. Instead he latched onto a place below the jaw line, while his hands unbuttoned Colby’s jacket and untied the tie.

The weirdness of the overall situation finally caught up with Colby’s brain. He did a quick check and found that his body seemed to be in the game despite still being drunk. “Charlie. Your father...”

“Out of town.”

“Oh.” Colby took a deep breath. 'No fear', he thought. “Let’s find a bed.”

Charlie let go and Colby found himself passively following again. His heart was racing; this was way beyond drunken, terrified, gropes, in cold foxholes. This was...

Charlie sat on the bed and looked at him, his eyes far more calm then usual. “Take off your clothes, Agent Granger,” he said, voice firm and steady with a tone Colby never heard before.

Colby felt his cock jump and his body move of its own violation. ‘And I’m a closet submissive.’ He decided to file that reaction for analysis with the sexual identity crisis in the morning. In under a minute, he was standing naked in the room, his breath already coming in hard fits. Charlie stood and stripped himself. Colby noted the man was not completely without muscle but still too thin around the ribs. That, and where god had robbed him of height, he’d made up for in other areas.

Charlie pressed himself against Colby resting his head on the other man’s chest, counting the heart beats. “Burn me, Colby.” He finally said after a count of a hundred beats. “Cauterize this. What ever this is. Make me forget the numbers.”

Colby twisted Charlie’s head around to face his and kissed him. Not sweet and tender; hard and demanding. A kiss to bruise lips and draw away the very breath of the person. They tumbled onto the bed meant for one, hands scratching at each other, teeth biting, dragging out howls and groans from both men, the quick flashes of pain burning away other thoughts.

Quickly, Charlie found himself pinned to the bed, wrists held firm, cocks rubbing against each other. Colby pressed his hips down working that delightful friction. Charlie shook his head.

“Drawer,” he gasped out. Colby rummaged through the bedside drawer and found lube but no condoms.

“Charlie?”

“Please.”

Colby rubbed the lube over his cock and hands. This was going to be messy. Simple, primal, easy, but messy. Colby had only a little accidentally viewed porn to go on, but judging by Charlie’s relaxed expression, he was on the right track. Colby reached down and worked in one finger, then another. Charlie opened easy and gave out a low groan, a smile on his face. “I won’t break, Agent Granger.”

Colby felt himself become even harder at the use of his title in that wanton tone. He lifted Charlie’s hips, tossed his legs over his shoulders, and lined himself up. He gasped at the first thrust and Charlie cried out as it only gained him an inch but oh god, it was nothing like being with a woman, so impossibly tight, so hot. He felt Charlie relax so he thrust in again and again, each time gaining more ground. Both men were breathing hard and ragged. Colby looked at Charlie, hair tousled, eyes dark and swollen with lust, his whole body flushed a deep, rich tone. Larry was right. Beauty.

Charlie clenched tight dragging a cry from Colby. Colby pulled out quickly and thrust back in hard. It was Charlie’s turn to let out a strangled cry but Colby didn’t let up, each thrust long, deep, and calculated. Charlie’s balls ached and he reached for his own cock, only to have his hand batted away.

Colby picked up the pace knowing Charlie had to be close. He wrapped a hand still slick with lube and sweat around Charlie’s cock and gave it a squeeze, smiling at the desperate moan and thrusts it invoked. He let Charlie thrust into his large hand causing him to ride up and down on Colby's cock. When Charlie finally came, it was with a shout that probably woke the neighbors. Colby let out his own cry as Charlie clamped down on his cock, wringing his orgasm from him with painful intensity.

‘This is good.’
was his last thought before passing out.

 
 
 
 
 
fredbassettfredbassett on November 17th, 2007 06:56 pm (UTC)
Yep, it's certainly good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ladygray99ladygray99 on November 17th, 2007 06:57 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :-)
Elorienlorientad on November 17th, 2007 07:06 pm (UTC)
‘And I’m a closet submissive.’ *laugh*
good writing
ladygray99ladygray99 on November 17th, 2007 07:16 pm (UTC)
I can't get away with giving Colby just one thing to work through. Where would be the fun in that. ;-)
Elorienlorientad on November 17th, 2007 07:39 pm (UTC)
so true. it's fun to see him struggle!
ladygray99ladygray99 on November 17th, 2007 07:40 pm (UTC)
Wait 'till Alan starts asking questions *eg*
Elorienlorientad on November 18th, 2007 08:09 am (UTC)
i can't wait. *laugh*
Devo79devo79 on November 17th, 2007 07:27 pm (UTC)
"And I’m a closet submissive"

Ha ha! Yes Colby strip!

This was great! And needed!
ladygray99ladygray99 on November 17th, 2007 07:29 pm (UTC)
It's been force of will keeping me from posting it all at once. And yes it was very needed. Even for the writer. There needs to be more strip!Colby fic out there. ;-)
athenedeinonychus_1 on November 18th, 2007 10:25 am (UTC)
Great fic. I loved the "and I'm a closet submissive" line.
ladygray99ladygray99 on November 18th, 2007 08:43 pm (UTC)
The vote seems to be that it's one of my better moments of writing. Now if I could only do that when I'm being paid ;-)
thady: DS: Fraser wonderthady on November 18th, 2007 03:12 pm (UTC)
Love this! :)
ladygray99ladygray99 on November 18th, 2007 08:42 pm (UTC)
Thanks. More to come.
boymommytotwoboymommytotwo on August 8th, 2008 02:02 am (UTC)
dear god.

this was way beyond drunken, terrified, gropes, in cold foxholes...

‘And I’m a closet submissive.’

only a little accidentally viewed porn to go on...



these are some of my most favorite. lines. ever.
ladygray99ladygray99 on August 8th, 2008 03:26 am (UTC)
Thank you :) I'm starting on the Idaho story soon.
laura_trekkielaura_trekkie on January 19th, 2009 06:26 pm (UTC)
Desperate!sex is always hot and this was no exception.

Laura.
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 19th, 2009 08:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :)
emmatheancienemmatheancien on January 17th, 2010 02:40 pm (UTC)
OMG this is good !!!

I don't see Charlie as the commander but it's interesting to read...and I don't see Colby following orders either but he was a military so he is used to follow them.
ladygray99ladygray99 on January 17th, 2010 02:42 pm (UTC)
The thing with Charlie is he's not a big butch FBI agent but he is the crown prince of his little academic kingdom. He must be used to students and junior professors jumping when he says jump.
emmatheancienemmatheancien on January 18th, 2010 10:37 pm (UTC)
That reminds me of him when he does his experiment with/on his students. If a prof asked me that I don't know if I'd go through...afer reflexion I might, I mean it could be fun knowing him ^^
fractalmoonfractalmoon on October 29th, 2012 09:32 pm (UTC)
I always enjoy toppy! Charlie. He may not be a stereotypical alpha male, but he has a strong personality, and he seems used to getting what he wants. "Crown prince" is a good expression of it.
ladygray99ladygray99 on November 6th, 2012 02:27 pm (UTC)
I have a deep love for top!Charlie and have taken that quite far in some other fics.