"So, what did ya get? No anchovies I hope."
"As if! One meat feast, and one hot and spicy. Just how you like them...here scoot up so I can put them down." Carefully placing the boxes on the bed, Jesse then unhooked a bag from round his wrist. " Then for afterwards a tub of Ben and Jerry's Phish Food."
"Nice choice."
"Glad you approve, now what movie did you pick...oh you have to be kiddin'. We've seen Blade how many times now?"
"It's a classic Jess. Now just shove it in the machine, and get your ass over here before I eat all this myself."
"Just try it sparky, I've waited all day for this, you, me, pizza, movies, ice cream and one great big bed to share it all on. I'm sure that Adam gives me all the worst jobs to do. There has to be easier ways to reorganise the data base than checking each file personally."
"Yeah, well at least he doesn't send you to the docks to pick up new mutants. I've been down there so often recently that the dockers think I'm some kinda hooker. I was even offered a twenty if I'd give someone a 'good time'."
Looking at Brennan's disgusted face, it was all Jesse could do not to burst out laughing. It was true that Brennan had handled the majority of the new mutant pick-ups lately, and it seemed that every meeting was conducted in some seedy area of town. But this hooker thing -- this was new, and far too funny just to let go.
"A twenty? That's all he offered, I'd have been offended. You must have looked desperate or something. Told you that the haircut and those t-shirts are a mistake, makes you look like a street bum."
"You don't like my hair?"
"I love your hair, I just like more to hang onto you know."
Yeah? Well this guy liked my hair, said he's make it a fifty if he could come in it."
"You kiddin?"
"Nope, still think you've had the worst day?"
"Okay Bren, you've had the worst day, fending off sex crazed john's at the docks. My day searching the database doesn't compete."
"Too right it doesn't, now get up here and eat would ya."
Loosing the battle not to laugh, Jesse grabbed the control for the player, and crawled up next to Brennan at the head of the bed, careful not to disturb the pizza boxes and ice cream. Grabbing a pillow he stuffed it behind his back, then lay back, sighing as he let his body relax against the soft support.
"Pass me a slice would ya Bren?"
"What did your last servant die of?"
Smiling at the mock disgruntled tone, Jesse opened one eye a little, enjoying the movement of the muscles in Brennan's back as he reached forward for some pizza.
"Don't know, don't care, I've got you now."
"You know, sweet talk like that won't get you extra pepperoni."
"Well it was worth a try anyway."
"Yeah it was at that. It might have even worked if I wasn't so hungry, and Blade wasn't waiting to kick some vampire ass."
Thrown over for a vampire hunter and a slice of pizza. It was enough to make Jesse break out in laughter again, secure in the knowledge of Brennan's absolute love for him. Tears streaming down his face. Jesse clutched at his ribs, collapsing into another round of hilarity when he saw Brennan staring at him in bemusement.
"Is that...where I've ended up...passed over for a slice of pie and Wesley Snipes...I'm sure that you want to get into his pants."
"I can't deny that he's hot Jess, but the only person's pants I want to be are yours."
Choking back another laugh, Jesse lay back against his pillow, and looked at Brennan. The elemental was shaking his head while rummaging in the pizza boxes. The jogging bottoms he wore had sagged at the back, displaying his tattoo and the first dip towards his ass. He wore nothing on his top half, preferring to lounge bare chested. From his vantage point, Jesse unashamedly drank in the sight, admiring everything, feeling his cock stir, temptation so close.
It was too much, Jesse was hungry, but not for pizza. Stealthily he inched upwards, zeroing in on his target.
"Leave those Bren, I'm not hungry for pizza now."
"You were a second ago, what's the.... oh right, you hungry for something else?"
Seeing the grin on Brennan's face, Jesse couldn't help respond with one of his own. Times like this were the best, no missions, no interruptions, just Brennan and a huge bed, what could be better?
"You bet I am, and you know what, I'm gonna get it?"
With a feral smile, Jesse pushed himself up and forward, catching Brennan high on his back. With a startled gasp, Brennan fell to the side, twisting as he fell so he was lying underneath Jesse, pinned by the molecular's body.
"Jesse, the pizzas. I don't want squashed pizza all over our bed."
"Screw the pizzas." With a wild swing of his arm, Jesse sent the boxes and bag flying off the bed, landing with a thump by the door. "Better? Good 'cos I want you and I'm gonna have you."
Propped up on his arms, Jesse watched Brennan, taking in the way his brown eyes darkened, and his pupils contracted. He felt his heart speed up as Brennan unconsciously lipped his lips, leaving them wet, shining and so inviting. If that wasn't an invitation, what was? Leaning forward, Jesse stopped inches away from Brennan's face, this close he could see every individual eye lash, spiky against flawless skin, feel Brennan's breath against his face, ghosting across his skin.
Moving closer, Jesse rested his lips against Brennan's, pressing slightly before running his tongue across even teeth, then into Brennan's mouth. Closing his eyes, Jesse kissed deeper, harder as he attempted to taste all he could. Pulling back slightly, he ran his hand over Brennan's chest, stroking and pinching each nipple in turn as he scattered kisses over Brennan's face, down his neck, ending in the hollow of a shoulder bone, as he nipped and tormented.
"You're so beautiful Bren... so lucky to have you...see what you do to me, I need you so much."
Words of love flowed from Jesse as he showered Brennan with kisses, worshiping his body, showing his feelings with physical acts that left Brennan panting and aching for more.
"I'm going to show you how much I love you...you're everything to me...my one and only...love you so much. Here lift up for me"
Grabbing hold of Brennan's pants, Jesse pulled them down then off, arousal growing as Brennan's cock sprang free. Desperate to touch, to taste, to caress the unveiled skin, Jesse wriggled free of his own clothes, pulling them off with unconcerned haste. Once naked he resumed his position, head pillowed on Brennan's stomach. Inching downwards, Jesse kissed a trail down to Brennan's groin, stopping when he could feel pubic hair brush his face. Inhaling the musky scent sent Jesse's senses spinning, making him moan with need.
"Need you now Brennan...want you in me so much...want you to fuck me...now."
Almost whimpering with need, Jesse licked over Brennan's cock, tasting the pre come that gathered at the tip. The action caused Brennan to cry out in pleasure, as he arched off the bed, hands fisting in the blankets. Feeling his own arousal grow in return, Jesse fumbled blindly for the lube they kept under the bed, cursing as the tube slipped from his grasp for a second.
Holding tight to the tube, Jesse flicked the top open one handed as he went down on Brennan again, licking and nuzzling against his cock and balls. Tormenting until Brennan cried words of nonsense as he ground up against Jesse's mouth, desperate for release.
Squeezing the lube in his hand, Jesse coated Brennan's cock, sliding his hand slowly up and down, covering the shaft. Excited by the sounds of pleasure he squirmed up Brennan's body, rocking against his legs, causing delicious friction. Practically insane with need, Jesse kneeled up, manoeuvring his body until he was positioned above Brennan's cock, the tip just nestling in the entrance of his ass.
Looking down at Brennan, spread below him, wanton and desperate. Jesse knew how lucky he was. Lucky that this man loved him desperately, lucky that their relationship flourished, lucky that in a world of uncertainty they had found one another. At times like this, at the point of impaling himself on Brennan, Jesse knew there wasn't a luckier person in the world.
"Do it Jess, ride me."
Gasping out the words, Brennan bit back a scream as Jesse sank down on him in one smooth stroke, taking his whole length in one go. Back arching, Jesse rode out the feeling of intense fullness -- until -- in control once more he began rocking, Impaling himself as far as he could go. Deep strokes that left him breathless, riding waves of pleasure that crashed down hard.
Brennan thrust upwards at the same time, a shallow grind, compensating for Jesse's body pressing him against the bed. Falling into a long familiar rhythm, the two men panted and moaned, riding the peaks of bliss, until --at last -- Brennan couldn't take any more, his climax triggering Jesse's release.
Sweaty and tingling, Jesse looked down at Brennan, the way his hair stood in disordered spikes, the flush of red against his cheeks, his lips swollen and wet. He looked totally debauched and for Jesse utterly beautiful.
Sighing with regret, Jesse eased upwards, separating himself from Brennan. Reaching for a towel, Jesse slowly wiped Brennan's stomach, removing the sticky mess, laughing as he jumped due to over sensitised skin.
"Sorry Bren."
"Yeah, you look sorry, sadist." Smiling, Brennan grabbed Jesse's hand, bringing it to his lips for a swift kiss. "Thanks Jesse, that was great as usual."
"My pleasure...but I think the pizza's had it."
Looking across the room, Jesse sighed as he saw their pizzas, stone cold and misshapen on the floor, half in half out their boxes.
"I could give them a some of this, warm them up."
Holding up his hands, Brennan caused electricity to spark from his fingers.
"Put it away Sparky, we've just got the stains off the ceiling after the last time you tried that, I'll just use more conventual means. I'll go and nuke them in the microwave for a minute, while you get the bed straightened up."
"Okay, fine, go the boring route, but you know Jess that still wouldn't have happened if you hadn't nipped my ass while I was charging up. That mess was *your* fault, go on heat those babies up, then we've got a date with Blade."
"Thrown over for Blade again, it's a good job I love you Bren."
"Better believe you're thrown over...and love you too Jesse, always."
Pulling on his pants, and scooping the pizza's up, Jesse smiled as he listened to the words, he loved Brennan, Brennan loved him, they had pizza -- if a bit misshapen. A good movie and ice cream for later -- who knew what that would lead to -- yes, he was the luckiest man alive.
Created on ... April 29, 2003