Behind those Glasses
Title: Behind those Glasses
Author: Amanda, who goes by the aliasapodiopsys
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Rivers Cuomo, Rilex
Rating: R
Summary: When he sits down at the table again, their eyes meet. Rivers’ eyes are smouldering from behind the glass, mesmerizing, and so deep he could drown in them.
Disclaimer: don't steal etc. etc. cut belongs to Weezer~
A/N: um this is a short 600 word drabbly fic thing i wrote because there was an interview i saw earlier and i think it had something about rivers in it and it made me want alex/rivers fic, so.
tumblr is here, br0.
come sexually harras my message box.it's into that kind of thing~
“I think you need to structure the wording a little differently,” Rivers says, scratching out some words on the paper and putting some new ones in. Alex shifts in his seat, pretending not to notice the way the older man bites his lip, or the way his eyes unfocus a little when he takes his glasses off to clean them on his shirt.
Rivers puts them back on, pushing them up the bridge of his nose and it’s such a geeky thing to do. Alex smiles. “I want beer. Do you want beer?” he asks, standing up and pushing the chair back before he answers.
His back is turned to the other man as he rummages around in his fridge, stooping over to get two bottles of beer off of the bottom shelf. Alex takes a step back and closes the fridge door. When he turns around, Rivers is literally right there, looking curious and kind of like he knows a secret.
Alex says, “Uh.” He takes a step back. Rivers takes a step forward, effectively backing up against the fridge. Alex swallows nervously, tongue sneaking out to wet his lips. The other man reaches out and take one of the glass bottles out of Alex’s grasp, their fingers touching for a brief moment and Alex feels like he’s just been shocked.
It’s weird, because when Rian touches him, he doesn’t quite feel like this. Not like he’s just been plugged into the city’s electrical grid.
“Do you have a can opener?” he asks, looking completely calm and Alex thinks that maybe he was the only one who felt the spark. The drawer is to the left of him; his hand flails out because he can’t move (kind of doesn’t want to), feeling around inside the drawer until his fingers touch the can opener.
“Here,” Alex says, pressing the metal can opener into his hand. Their skin touches and it’s like electricity again, but Rivers still looks calm; he practically doesn’t even react except for taking the can opener and opening his bottle of beer.
There’s a clinking noise as the small metal cap falls to the floor. They both glance down at it, but neither stoop to pick it up.
Rivers lifts the bottle to his mouth, resting the rim of the bottle on his lower lip. He tips it back, eyes falling half closed behind his glasses as he drinks. Alex can’t stop staring at him. A line of beer falls from the corner of his mouth, down his chin and his neck, stopping in the dip of his collarbones.
Alex wants to lick it off so bad.
He licks around the rim and then tips it back again, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. His lips are closed around the the top of the bottle; he’s practically giving it a blowjob. Alex wants to know what his lips would actually feel like around his cock and -
Rian.
He snaps his mouth shut with an audible click. Rivers pulls off the bottle with an obscene sounding pop, worthy of actual blowjobs everywhere.
“We should write stuff,” Alex says, averting his eyes and pushing past him to go sit down at the table. He picks up the pen, biting his lip. Rivers is leaned up against the fridge, watching Alex with his hands curled around the beer.
“Sure,” he says, nodding. When he sits down at the table again, their eyes meet. Rivers’ eyes are smouldering from behind the glass, mesmerizing, and so deep he could drown in them.
Alex swallows.
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A/N: yeah uh if you didn't realize open ending so whatever you want can happens if you want rivers and alex to have sex they have really hot sex and if you don't want alex to cheat on rian they don't!!!!!
Author: Amanda, who goes by the aliasapodiopsys
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Rivers Cuomo, Rilex
Rating: R
Summary: When he sits down at the table again, their eyes meet. Rivers’ eyes are smouldering from behind the glass, mesmerizing, and so deep he could drown in them.
Disclaimer: don't steal etc. etc. cut belongs to Weezer~
A/N: um this is a short 600 word drabbly fic thing i wrote because there was an interview i saw earlier and i think it had something about rivers in it and it made me want alex/rivers fic, so.
tumblr is here, br0.
come sexually harras my message box.it's into that kind of thing~
“I think you need to structure the wording a little differently,” Rivers says, scratching out some words on the paper and putting some new ones in. Alex shifts in his seat, pretending not to notice the way the older man bites his lip, or the way his eyes unfocus a little when he takes his glasses off to clean them on his shirt.
Rivers puts them back on, pushing them up the bridge of his nose and it’s such a geeky thing to do. Alex smiles. “I want beer. Do you want beer?” he asks, standing up and pushing the chair back before he answers.
His back is turned to the other man as he rummages around in his fridge, stooping over to get two bottles of beer off of the bottom shelf. Alex takes a step back and closes the fridge door. When he turns around, Rivers is literally right there, looking curious and kind of like he knows a secret.
Alex says, “Uh.” He takes a step back. Rivers takes a step forward, effectively backing up against the fridge. Alex swallows nervously, tongue sneaking out to wet his lips. The other man reaches out and take one of the glass bottles out of Alex’s grasp, their fingers touching for a brief moment and Alex feels like he’s just been shocked.
It’s weird, because when Rian touches him, he doesn’t quite feel like this. Not like he’s just been plugged into the city’s electrical grid.
“Do you have a can opener?” he asks, looking completely calm and Alex thinks that maybe he was the only one who felt the spark. The drawer is to the left of him; his hand flails out because he can’t move (kind of doesn’t want to), feeling around inside the drawer until his fingers touch the can opener.
“Here,” Alex says, pressing the metal can opener into his hand. Their skin touches and it’s like electricity again, but Rivers still looks calm; he practically doesn’t even react except for taking the can opener and opening his bottle of beer.
There’s a clinking noise as the small metal cap falls to the floor. They both glance down at it, but neither stoop to pick it up.
Rivers lifts the bottle to his mouth, resting the rim of the bottle on his lower lip. He tips it back, eyes falling half closed behind his glasses as he drinks. Alex can’t stop staring at him. A line of beer falls from the corner of his mouth, down his chin and his neck, stopping in the dip of his collarbones.
Alex wants to lick it off so bad.
He licks around the rim and then tips it back again, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. His lips are closed around the the top of the bottle; he’s practically giving it a blowjob. Alex wants to know what his lips would actually feel like around his cock and -
Rian.
He snaps his mouth shut with an audible click. Rivers pulls off the bottle with an obscene sounding pop, worthy of actual blowjobs everywhere.
“We should write stuff,” Alex says, averting his eyes and pushing past him to go sit down at the table. He picks up the pen, biting his lip. Rivers is leaned up against the fridge, watching Alex with his hands curled around the beer.
“Sure,” he says, nodding. When he sits down at the table again, their eyes meet. Rivers’ eyes are smouldering from behind the glass, mesmerizing, and so deep he could drown in them.
Alex swallows.
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A/N: yeah uh if you didn't realize open ending so whatever you want can happens if you want rivers and alex to have sex they have really hot sex and if you don't want alex to cheat on rian they don't!!!!!