Curt/Brian
Brian: ::dials Curt's number::
Curt: *picks up after several rings, answers half-drunkenly* yeah?
Brian: Hey, it's me, Brian. i was wondering if maybe I could help you...?
Curt: ...help me? ...uh. with what? *sounds of a lighter being struggled with and then lit, and a heavy exhale*
Brian: Getting your life back in order, maybe? ::smiling into the phone, takes a sip of the whisky he kept ready::
Curt: well... I dunno how you could help with that. it's not like a thing you can fix. *smokes*
Brian: Little steps at a time... maybe starting with your career, I know you have it in you, Curt.
Curt: how'dyou know? *interested, but suspicious at once*
Brian: I have a good instinct for this kind of thing... ::takes another sip::
Curt: ...so, what, you want to do something together, or are you like gonna prop up my career with a money feed and some chorus girls?
Brian: No, no chorus girls. I thought maybe we could do something together, maybe even an album if we work well.
Curt: ...i guess so. okay. i can give that a shot.
Brian: Grand. You can come by anytime you want. ::smiles into the phone:: We'll see how we'll get along ;)
Curt: i'm sure we'll get along fine.
specially if you're really as hot as the BBC makes you look
Brian:
Yes, we will.
...and if you are as big hot as I remember you from that festival...
Curt: *clears throat* be right over...
Brian: ::grins:: Grand, I'll be waiting here ;D
Curt: *knocks on the door, then jams his hands in his pockets, bouncing a little and stretching his neck from side to side*
Brian: ::opens the door, dressed in satin pants, a tight shirt and wearing a bit of make-up:: Curt, hey, come in. ::looks at him, liking what he sees::
Curt: *scoots in around Brian and ducks his head down, grinning* Hi. Uh. Nice to meet you. *sticks his hand out awkwardly*
Brian: ::smiles warmly and takes the hand:: pleased to meet you too ::closes the door behind them and allows himself to touch curt's hand a bit longer than necessary::
Curt: *still grinning, a little embarrassed and mostly just blown away that he's in Brian Slade's flat* so... you're gonna... what. write with me? produce?
Brian: Yeah, I was thinking about doing some songs together, write them together, probably. I've talked to my manager, and he's willing to see what we could do... If you are interested ::winks::
Curt: *goes serious* yeah... Yeah, I'm definitely interested. *moves quite a bit closer, looking Brian over openly, unable to believe his luck*
Brian: *goes serious* yeah... Yeah, I'm definitely interested. *moves quite a bit closer, looking Brian over openly, unable to believe his luck*
fantastic... so... you want a drink? Or something harder? ::smiles, can't keep his eyes off Curt::
Curt: *gives a low noise, like a growl* Something harder.
Brian: ::smirks:: Thought so. What exactly do you want, then? Pick anything, I'm pretty sure I have it ;D
Curt: *looks Brian over steadily* That's not what I meant.
Brian: ::growls and lunges forward, pulling Curt into a deep, hungry kiss::
Curt: *kisses back equally hungrily and wraps an arm around Brian's waist, pressing close*
Brian: ::works on the buttons of Curt's shirt, finally sliding it off him, manoevers Curt against the wall, pinning him there::
Curt: *can't seem to stop running his hands all over Brian's satin-covered ass and thighs, and then finally pushes his hands underneath the shirt, raking his painted nails over Brian's nipples*
Brian: ::moans and moves in to gently bite Curt's neck::
Curt: *arches hard for the bite, groans, and twists away, then gives Brian a heavy look and slides down the wall to his knees*
Brian: ::moans at the sight, opens his pants and places his erection against Curt's lips, taking a step forward::
Curt: *grips the base of Brian's cock in his hand and slides his mouth over it, licking as he goes down, eyes locked on Brian's*
Brian: ::keeps his eyes on Curt's face as he thrusts forward::
Curt: *finally lets his eyes slide closed as he finishes taking Brian in, then starts moving his mouth up and down, flicking his tongue*
Brian: Ohhh.... ::hands on curt's head, tugging his hair as the pleasure builds up::
Curt: *moans harshly at the pulling and deep-throats suddenly, grabbing Brian's hips and yanking him forward*
Brian: ::moans and thrusts his hips, holding Curt's head steady, fucking his throat:: Oh yes... that's... ::almost whimpers::
Curt: *breathes when he can and lets Brian do what he wants; meanwhile he's tugging Brian's pants down and running his hands all over the naked skin he finds*
Brian: ::balls tighten as he gets close, closes his eyes and just *feels* Curt's hands and mouth on him::
Curt: *moans again, long and low, and grabs Brian hard, pulling him forward and back, sucking avidly*
Brian: ::comes into Curt's throat, groaning:: god...
Curt: *carries him through it, then pulls back, looking up at Brian* Jesus... you're beautiful.
Brian: And so are you, Curt... ::catches his breath:: What... what can I do for you? ::smiles::
Curt: *almost growls without thinking* Let me fuck you.
Brian: ::moans:: Yes...
Curt: *stands up and presses against Brian, pushing him backward toward the bed, then shoving him down and falling over him, kissing him*
Brian: ::returns the kisses, tugs at Curt's pants::
Curt: *squirms out of his clothes and manages to get Brian's off, too, and then looks around quickly* Lube. Condoms. Now.
Brian: ::quickly gets some from the bedside table and hands them to Curt:: Need you... now...
Curt: *slicks his hand and shoves Brian over onto his stomach. He shoves one, then two fingers into Brian quickly, immediately digging for his prostate and groaning* Fuck you're hot...
Brian: ::cries out as Curt find his prostate, squirms::
Curt: *keeps working it, breathing fast and leaning down to grip Brian's shoulder, pulling him backward as he thrusts his other hand*
Brian: ::moves with Curt, arching his upper body::
Curt: *pushes a third finger in and twists his hand sharply* Yeah... *groans softly at the tightness*
Brian: ::body jumps as Curt twists his hand, clutches a pillow::
Curt: *realizes he's being pretty rough and eases up* Sorry... *works his fingers in and out for a minute and then pulls his hand away to fumble with a condom*
Brian: It's good... ::whimpers as Curt pulls his hand out and spreads his legs, looks back at him, smiling::
Curt: *slicks a condom onto himself and grips Brian's ass, and then starts sliding in, just a bit at a time, convinced it's almost too good and it will just disappear any second now*
Brian: ::moans and pushes back against Curt, whimpering, almost begging::
Curt: *groans and wraps his arm under Brian's chest, hooking his hand over a shoulder and pulling him back* I like the way you sound. *shudders and starts fucking Brian in earnest*
Brian: ::groans with every thrust, body rocking with Curt's::
Curt: *sinks his teeth into Brian's shoulder, getting louder as he gets closer*
Brian: ::clenches his cheeks around Curt as he comes, gasping Curt's name::
Curt: *shudders at the sound of Brian's voice and comes himself, crying out quietly*
Brian: ::collapses into Curt's arms, panting, speechless::
Curt: *doesn't say anything for long moments, just strokes Brian's hair*
Brian: ::smiles and breathes in Curt's scent, feeling very happy and lucky:: I think we'll make a great team ::said in a light tone, chuckling a bit::
Curt: *grins and leans over for a cigarette, pulling away to light it and take the first long drag* Yeah. If we can get out of bed enough to write.
Brian: ::laughs and lights a cigarette of his own::