Of Beautiful Nights and Horror Filled Twilights (2/?)
Title: Of Beautiful Nights and Horror-Filled Twilights (2/?)
Pairings: John/Paul, George/Ringo
Rating: R? (for this chapter)
Timeline: 1973-ish
Warnings: language, sexual suggestions/situations, angst, overuse of the word 'pull/tug' and 'boxers' and terrible pick-up lines XD
Author: me!! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own dem D: sadly.
Authors Note: :D I've been wanting to write this fic for FOR. EVER. It just kinda came to me in a dream, so I'm like 'hey, why the he'll not?' So just bear with me!!
Every chapter is 3 weeks later, unless specified as different.
I really wanna keep John's hair auburn D: don't mind the 'blonding hair' in the last chapter XD
Also, the Beatles have a scarily close friendship after the break-up in this story o-o huh.
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Paul lets out a low, lusty giggle as John's fingers trail over the waistline of his boxers. John leans down and captures his lover's pouty lips in his own as the boxers begin to slide down past Paul's hips. He moans softly and pulls the older man into a deeper kiss, lips parting, tongues sliding against tongues, exchanging sweet breaths.
Allison's cry comes tumbling into cautious ears. Paul breaks out in a fit of giggle and John scowls.
"Oh, don't be such a grouch..." With a wink, Paul gets off the bed, pulling his boxers back up and a white tee-shirt over his head. He leaves John to wallow in a loss of passion.
"Hey, why are you all grumpy, huh?" Paul laughs as Allison reaches up to clasp her little arms around her 'mothers' neck. She giggles when he swings her around once, playfully kissing her chubby cheek.
"C'mon, I'll get you something to eat, okay?" Paul leaves the nursery, Allison still clinging to him, and walks the seemingly lengthy journey to the kitchen.
"Johnny?" Paul calls as he searches through the fridge in search of the milk with no luck at all.
"Yeah?" John's still in boxers, shirtless, hair all mussed up and no glasses. Paul is trying to find the words to say, but his mind is blank for a moment, having the great pleasure to stare at the beautiful man in front of him while he yawns.
"Did you use the rest of the milk this morning?"
"Yeah."
"I kind of needed it. " Paul straightens himself up as John leans forward a little to kiss his daughter's cheek carefully.
"You're the woman! You've got tits don't you!?"
Paul just sighs as John leans in again, to his other ear away from the baby, and whispers in the most sultry voice he could muster.
"Maybe I'll give you some milk later." and he walks off back to the bedroom with a quick wink, and Paul us left standing with a blush creeping up to his cheeks and his mouth agape.
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George grins as Allison crawls up to him as he sits on the sofa, holding his knees and her body wobbling as an attempt to stand up. She's still in this morning's onesie with the duck pattern on it.
"Well hi there, darling." George tucks his hand under her bum and the at the middle of her back and hauls her up. She giggles and pulls on his hair, which had been a lot longer the last time Paul had seen it.
"Alli's gettin' bigger everytime I see her, Paul." George smiles as Allison yawns and rests her head on his shoulder. Paul chuckles.
"I know." and he sounds depressed; it makes his voice hollow with the emotion.
"What's up?" Paul hears George talk for the first time in a few moments.
"Oh," Paul looks down at his socks. "it's just scary. Thinking about how she's getting older way too fast." George just sighs and bounces Allison in his arms soothingly as a whine fell from her pink lips.
"Soon she'll be going to school... Then she'll have a job... And I don't know if I can take that." Paul sniffles and turns to look over his shoulder as rain began to patter over the mid-day lit window.
"Allison likes the sound of rain."
"Paul?"
"Hmm?"
Paul and George are staring at each other with fine lines of shock and sadness webbing between them. Paul remembers that they were once full brothers. Now they were just broken families.
George draws in a shuddery breath.
"I'm too scared to tell Ringo I want a child, too."
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