Friday at the sandbox - Part 14 "Fireworks"
Summary - Modern day AU/AU. Ennis, Jack, kids, a playground...
Warnings - none
Length - c450 words
Feedback - yes please!
Ennis invited Jack over to his place...
I balance the twelve-pack of Bud on my hip and ring the doorbell with my free hand. I rub a sweaty palm on my thigh. I’m nervous. I hate to admit it but I feel like a kid on a first date.
The door swings open and Ennis stands in front of me. Barefoot. Damn, how did he know I have a foot fetish? Ok, that’s a lie, I don’t. I just have an Ennis fetish. My eyes sweep up over the rest of his body, taking in the soft denim jeans and snug green t-shirt. As I reach his eyes my hand loses its grip on the twelve-pack. The bottles rattle violently and Ennis reaches out, “here, let me take that.”
I’m in no state to argue.
He gestures for me to enter and I follow him into a modern kitchenette. Ennis puts the Bud on the counter.
I shove my hands into the back pockets of my jeans. “Hi… um… thanks for inviting me over.”
Ennis turns and his eyes flicker over me. “Sure.”
I’m tongue tied. I don’t know what to say - something that never happens to me. I look absently around the room. “Nice place.”
“Thanks.” Ennis shifts uneasily, restlessly.
We stand there awkwardly for a moment. Then it happens. I don’t know who moves first but my arms are suddenly full of Ennis and his lips are crushed to mine. I feel myself move and the counter edge digs into my ass. I couldn’t care less. His mouth is soft yet hard and sweet, oh so sweet. I want more. I want everything. I shove him away for a second so I can yank his t-shirt up and off, shortly followed by my own. His bare chest bumps against mine and I groan in pleasure. He feels so damn good. I spread my legs slightly and he straddles my thigh, sealing our groins together. I pull him in for another kiss then slide my fingers down inside the back of his jeans, squeezing his ass, pulling him closer.
Ennis shudders. He rips himself away and attacks the buttons on my jeans, pushing them down and exposing me to his gaze. He sinks to his knees and ravages me. Holy fuck. It’s the last thing I expected him to do. His mouth is hot, tight and wet and I can’t do anything but just let him continue.
My fingers bunch tightly into his hair. I must be hurting him but I can’t help it - I want this too much. I’m going to explode and I need something to hang onto. I last less then a minute. It's almost embarrassing. Fire rushes through me and pulses out in long, aching streams. It’s the most delicious feeling ever.
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Warnings - none
Length - c450 words
Feedback - yes please!
Ennis invited Jack over to his place...
I balance the twelve-pack of Bud on my hip and ring the doorbell with my free hand. I rub a sweaty palm on my thigh. I’m nervous. I hate to admit it but I feel like a kid on a first date.
The door swings open and Ennis stands in front of me. Barefoot. Damn, how did he know I have a foot fetish? Ok, that’s a lie, I don’t. I just have an Ennis fetish. My eyes sweep up over the rest of his body, taking in the soft denim jeans and snug green t-shirt. As I reach his eyes my hand loses its grip on the twelve-pack. The bottles rattle violently and Ennis reaches out, “here, let me take that.”
I’m in no state to argue.
He gestures for me to enter and I follow him into a modern kitchenette. Ennis puts the Bud on the counter.
I shove my hands into the back pockets of my jeans. “Hi… um… thanks for inviting me over.”
Ennis turns and his eyes flicker over me. “Sure.”
I’m tongue tied. I don’t know what to say - something that never happens to me. I look absently around the room. “Nice place.”
“Thanks.” Ennis shifts uneasily, restlessly.
We stand there awkwardly for a moment. Then it happens. I don’t know who moves first but my arms are suddenly full of Ennis and his lips are crushed to mine. I feel myself move and the counter edge digs into my ass. I couldn’t care less. His mouth is soft yet hard and sweet, oh so sweet. I want more. I want everything. I shove him away for a second so I can yank his t-shirt up and off, shortly followed by my own. His bare chest bumps against mine and I groan in pleasure. He feels so damn good. I spread my legs slightly and he straddles my thigh, sealing our groins together. I pull him in for another kiss then slide my fingers down inside the back of his jeans, squeezing his ass, pulling him closer.
Ennis shudders. He rips himself away and attacks the buttons on my jeans, pushing them down and exposing me to his gaze. He sinks to his knees and ravages me. Holy fuck. It’s the last thing I expected him to do. His mouth is hot, tight and wet and I can’t do anything but just let him continue.
My fingers bunch tightly into his hair. I must be hurting him but I can’t help it - I want this too much. I’m going to explode and I need something to hang onto. I last less then a minute. It's almost embarrassing. Fire rushes through me and pulses out in long, aching streams. It’s the most delicious feeling ever.
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