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by Mydeira (mydeira)
at May 22nd, 2007 (09:35 pm)

Title: Oral Fixation
Author: Mydeira
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: So definitely not mine. I’d be dead if they were. Purely for entertainment.
Summary: John knows David’s up to something.
A/N: There’s a bit in Secret Smile that…yeah. Well, the line from it was too perfect not to use in other circumstance. And, really, who can resist dirty!David?

John knew David was up to something. For the last five minutes, at least that John was aware, David had been staring at the same thing, a subtle smirk curling his lips when he wasn’t talking. John only had so much patience, but he was determined to at least finish his pint off before cracking.

He made it to halfway. “What is it, David?”

David’s smirk became a cheeky grin. “Took you long enough.”

John just glared at him.

“You’re too easy,” David chuckled.

“That’s nothing new.”

“I didn’t mean like that.”


David reclined a bit more against the back of the booth. “It’s kind of a shame to have to stop. I’ve had fun watching you fight with yourself, trying to remain casual while you attempt to work just what exactly it is I’m up to.”

“Which is…” John pressed.

“I just can’t help being fascinated by your mouth.”

John felt himself frown. “What about my mouth?”

“It’s a gorgeous mouth,” David said simply.

There had to be more to it than that. “And?”

David shrugged. “That’s all. It’s a gorgeous mouth.”

John realized this was one of those games, where he was going to have to drag whatever the hell it was out of David bit by bit.

He was just gearing up for his next attempt when David said, “And I can’t help thinking that I’ve come in that mouth.”

For all the casualness that David replied with, there was an underlying air of possession and pride to the words.

John swallowed. How did you respond to something like that? Well, part of him knew exactly how to respond. He shifted a bit, jeans suddenly tighter than they had been.

David’s dark eyes danced as he caught the movement. He continued in the same easy voice, “It’s your lips that do it, really. The right balance between fine and full, so perfect when they wrap tight around my cock as you suck me off.”

The man was a bastard. No contest.

John wished he’d opted for his older, more worn jeans tonight. New denim wasn’t very forgiving.

“You alright, Barrowman?” There was a self-satisfied purr behind the inquiry.

“I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Right now, I very much do.” John finished off the rest of his pint. Then without preamble, edged out of the booth. “I’m off to the gents.”

David just smirked as John headed for the back of the pub.

There was only one other occupant in the restroom, who had the impeccable timing of exiting just as David entered. John grabbed David by his hideous shirtfront and pulled him into the nearest stall.

“We really need to work on your fashion sense,” John said before crushing David’s mouth with his own. David responded eagerly, tugging John close as he tried to wrest control of the kiss. But John was having none of that. He wrenched David’s hands from his hips and pressed them back against the wall. John broke the kiss long enough to growl, “It’s my turn now,” then reclaimed David’s mouth.

John unfastened David’s jeans with practiced ease, quickly tugging them down along with David’s boxers. John wrapped his hand around David’s hard length, eliciting a groan from the man. A couple of quick strokes had David arching into his touch. Finally, he broke this kiss and dropped to his knees.

“You’re so easy,” David said smugly.

John couldn’t help but laugh. “Like that was ever in question.”

A moment later, he took David into his mouth, forestalling further conversation from either of them.

After several months of encounters, John knew very well what David liked done and how. It was something John had always prided himself on, figuring exactly what his lovers liked to give them the most pleasure and, when necessary, exactly what it took to get them off as quickly as possible.

He had David on edge in next to no time, body tense, straining to hold back as John worked David’s cock without mercy.

“Fuck, Barrowman,” David groaned, arching into John’s mouth as he came.

John pulled back just enough to accommodate David’s release, swallowing as he brought David down.

Finally, he stood, dragging David’s pants up as he went.

“Definitely a gorgeous mouth,” David murmured, reaching up with his right hand to run his thumb along the outline of John’s lower lip. “Now, what do you say we go grab another pint, then get the hell out of here?”

John would much rather drag David’s pants down and fuck him there in the stall. He’d gone beyond achingly hard ages ago. But drawing things out generally paid off in the end.

“I’ll make the wait very worth your while,” David promised.

“Yeah, you will.” John made his way out of the stall first. “And this round’s on you.”

“I suppose I’m paying for the curry tonight as well.”

“My affections don’t come cheap.”

David snorted behind him. “Keep telling yourself that.”

John shook his head and exited the bathroom, a smile teasing at his lips. He loved it when David was in one of these moods.


Posted by: karaokegal (karaokegal)
Posted at: August 16th, 2007 06:35 pm (UTC)

Woof! And David is certainly right about that mouth. Freakin' gorgeous.

Posted by: otp_alert (otp_alert)
Posted at: March 25th, 2008 02:17 am (UTC)

John does have a gorgeous mouth with beautiful lips

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: May 31st, 2010 06:53 am (UTC)

Uhm, love the "secret smile" reference when i heard that i just EEEE'd all over the place lol

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