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23 June 2005 @ 10:00 pm
And another...  
Sequel to Sometimes it's not poetry.


Title: ... Sometimes it's better
Pairing: J/P
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Gets right down to it. Enjoy :)
Words: 511



Paul supported John as they stumbled to their hotel room, just managing to keep their intentions veiled until the Do Not Disturb sign was on the door. They giggled into each other's mouths as the latch clicked, hands roaming and squeazing and rubbing inside of clothing and between legs.

"Oh! John... Mm..!" Paul found himself falling backwards with John's weight upon him. He sprawled and gasped, hair in his face, strong hands tugging roughly at sweaty, scotch-soaked clothing, the depth of John's hungry mouth consuming him. His pulse shuddered through his thighs, hips arching, burning, hard and desperate.

"J...John..." He gasped when John sat up, pinning him astride his hips.

"Paul... need you..."

"Oh.. oh... John..."

John merely groaned and finished undressing himself and Paul, nipping and kissing at every stretch of newly exposed skin, returning again and again to his mouth. He urged Paul to the center of the bed, pushing him back against the pillows, measuring his body against him.

"Need you..." he said again, voice low and breathy.

Paul felt a shaky moan well up from his chest in response. "Yes..."

"Need to fuck you, Macca..." John growled, fumbling at something beside the bed.

"Oh, yes..." Paul tilted his head to see what it was. John grunted, pressing his forehead to the base of Paul's neck, prying the lid off the jar of Vaseline. Paul gasped and moaned.

"Let me take you..." John begged, pressing a slick finger to him.

"Take me... yes... John... yes..." Paul blushed at the quivering in his own voice and the tremble in his legs as John pushed his knees apart and prepared to fuck him.

"Need you so bad..." John shuddered. Paul whimpred as John withdrew his fingers, wiping them hastily on his shirt which lay rumpled on the bed. He tossed it to the floor. Paul gazed up, eyes dark, mouth slack, breath caught in his chest.

God, John, fuck me, I need it, take me, do it...!

John pushed inside, pausing half a breath before thrusting deep. Paul felt his feet leave the bed, his mind reeling, chest heaving, slowly realising that John had his legs by the ankles, held high. He cried out when he found his voice, shaky and thick.

"..oh... Ohmygod! Oh John! Ohgod you're... ohyou're big..."

God you're gorgeous... fucking beautiful, Paulie...
"Jesus, you're so tight..."

God you feel strong....
"Oh! ... Oh.. .oh.. g... ohgod f..feels like I'm coming apart.. h.. hh.. .mh... ohgod..."

Don't let me hurt you... oh Paulie you're beautiful...
"Christ... cant'stop...m'close..mn... h.... h...ahfuck..!"

Don't stop... don't stop...
"Ohmyg... Ah John!! Oh Christ ah.. ah!"


Spent, trembling, heavy limbs tangled, they felt the sweat evaporate from their skin and seep into the sheets.

I think I knew I was in love with you already...

Don't leave tonight...

"Ohh... ... God I'm tired..." Paul murmured, breathing against John's hair.

"Mm." John nodded, rolling aside. Quietly he pulled Paul against his chest.

"Mm." Paul closed his eyes, accepting John's self-appointed position as pillow.

I love you, Paul...
"... G'night, Paulie."

I love you, too.
"...G'night, spaceman."

 
 
 
Arielle: Beatles in bed by mydarklifeaylaranzz on June 24th, 2005 05:34 am (UTC)
I liked how you showed what they were thinking and what they were saying. Very good!
apartment42b: J/P loveapartment42b on June 24th, 2005 06:55 pm (UTC)
Thanks :)
oh_johnny_oh_johnny_ on June 24th, 2005 11:06 am (UTC)
See? Now wasn't that more...satisfying...than playing guitar? :-)

Well done. Very hot.
apartment42b: J/P loveapartment42b on June 24th, 2005 06:53 pm (UTC)
*laughs!* Actually, I got bored about halfway through... but I stuck it out, and the comments make it worthwhile ;)

8_daze_a_week on June 24th, 2005 01:37 pm (UTC)
Woo hoo, steamy! Thank you sir may I have another!! ;)
apartment42bapartment42b on June 24th, 2005 06:53 pm (UTC)
Awhhh... I'm knackered... gotta rest a bit before I can manage it ;)