Perfect
Title: Perfect
Author: Griffin Aki Maxwell
Fandom: Franklin & Bash
Pairing: Peter/Jared
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~900
Summery: Peter helps Jared after a hard day
Warnings: slight spoilers for You Can’t Take It With You
Notes: Just something I whipped up during work the other day. Insecure!Jared is my crack.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
“Tell me to stop,” Peter whispered against Jared’s lips. They had done this before but it had always been while they were shit-faced. Now both were sober yet had somehow found themselves pressed against each other in a dark corner of the Cave.
It had been a hard day. Jared had lost the final trial against his father and it had really upset him. All he wanted was for Peter to tell him he was worth something.
“No, don’t stop,” Jared breathed before pressing their lips back together. There was nothing in Peter willing to fight the advance. “Make me feel wanted.”
“You are wanted.”
“Prove it.”
Peter lifted Jared up and the smaller man wrapped his legs around his friend’s waist. The two of them stumbled into Peter’s room where Peter dropped Jared onto the bed. He crawled on top of the other lawyer and pressed their lips back together, kissing Jared passionately. He pawed at Jared’s chest while Jared buried his hands in Peter’s hair. Peter’s hands wandered under Jared’s shirt, ghosting over the abs underneath. Jared shivered, but as Peter went to undo Jared’s shirt, the other man stopped him.
“Leave it.”
“I thought we were about to have sex here. Am I wrong?”
“No, no, we are, I’d just rather leave my shirt on.” Jared wouldn’t look Peter in the eyes.
Peter sat back on his haunches to get a better look at his friend. “We’re about to have passionate bed sex. That’s supposed to be done naked.”
“I know, I’d just...”
Peter stared for a moment. “Are you embarrassed?”
“Shut up.”
Peter smiled. “That’s just adorable.”
“Shut up.”
“Jared, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re perfect.”
Jared gave a dry laugh. “Peter. You’re perfect. I’m a runt.”
“A perfect runt,” Peter insisted and started undoing Jared’s shirt. Jared didn’t resist but still wouldn’t look at Peter. “So perfect,” Peter muttered before he started placing kisses all over the exposed skin.
“Don’t say that.”
“Why not?” Peter asked between kisses.
“Don’t just try and make me feel better.”
“That’s not what I’m trying to do at all. I’m just making a casual statement.”
Jared didn’t respond but let Peter continue to worship his chest. He moved down slowly, licking and kissing all the exposed skin he could find. Jared still didn’t watch.
Peter kissed lower until he was sucking on Jared’s sharp hip bone. Jared whimpered in pleasure.
“Like that?”
Jared nodded. Peter spent a few minutes lavishing the hip with attention. As he moved down even farther and started to undo Jared’s pants, Jared tried to paw off Peter’s shirt.
“Not tonight,” Peter said. “Tonight is all about you.”
“Are we going to do this again, then?”
“I plan on it. If you want to, that is.”
“I do.”
Peter grinned and gave Jared a quick kiss before going back to the pants. Jared may have been small, but he was perfectly proportionate and beautiful.
Jared squirmed but didn’t say anything.
“I love everything about you, Jared,” Peter whispered, his breath ghosting over Jared’s cock. “Everything.”
Jared still didn’t say anything, knowing he couldn’t stop Peter. He moaned as Peter placed a kiss on the head before licking a stripe up his cock.
“Peter,” Jared moaned.
Peter shushed him before swallowing him as far as he could.
After a few minutes of an amazing blow-job, complete with many ‘oh-my-god-where-did-you-learn-that’ moments, Jared teetered on the edge as Peter pulled off.
Jared whimpered.
“Shh, if I keep going we won’t get to the fucking.”
“Don’t care, wanna come.”
Peter laughed before he pulled himself up to make out with Jared again as Jared pulled back from the edge.
Peter pulled down his pants, pulled off his shirt and reached into his drawer for lube and condoms that he always had there. He slicked his fingers.
“Ready?”
Jared nodded and Peter slipped a finger into Jared. He slowly opened him up one finger at a time, leaving Jared a whimpering sweat covered mess.
“Enough. Please, Peter,” Jared begged.
Peter never could deny Jared anything. He slicked himself up and rolled on the condom before he lined himself up with the other lawyer’s entrance. “Ready?”
“Yes!”
Peter pushed in carefully, basking in Jared’s moans and whimpers of pleasure. His blue eyes were squeezed shut but Peter couldn’t stop watching him.
“Jared,” Peter breathed after awhile. “Jared, look at me. I want to see your eyes.”
Jared opened his eyes and the two of them locked, brown and blue.
Peter gasped and groaned as he came and a few strokes later Jared followed.
They separated and Peter discarded the condom in a nearby bin.
Peter tried to get out of bed, but Jared grabbed his wrist. “I’ll be right back,” he promised. “I’m just grabbing a face cloth.” Jared’s grip loosened enough for him to get away.
True to his word he was back in less than two minutes with a wet cloth he used to wipe Jared off with.
He lay back down next to Jared who snuggled up against him. “Thanks, man. For everything,” Jared muttered against Peter’s neck. “This really helped.”
“Good. Good. I like you much better happy.”
They lay in silence for a while. “You know I was serious, Jare. You’re perfect. Don’t ever doubt that, okay?”
Jared shrugged and Peter decided to take what he could get.
Author: Griffin Aki Maxwell
Fandom: Franklin & Bash
Pairing: Peter/Jared
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~900
Summery: Peter helps Jared after a hard day
Warnings: slight spoilers for You Can’t Take It With You
Notes: Just something I whipped up during work the other day. Insecure!Jared is my crack.
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
“Tell me to stop,” Peter whispered against Jared’s lips. They had done this before but it had always been while they were shit-faced. Now both were sober yet had somehow found themselves pressed against each other in a dark corner of the Cave.
It had been a hard day. Jared had lost the final trial against his father and it had really upset him. All he wanted was for Peter to tell him he was worth something.
“No, don’t stop,” Jared breathed before pressing their lips back together. There was nothing in Peter willing to fight the advance. “Make me feel wanted.”
“You are wanted.”
“Prove it.”
Peter lifted Jared up and the smaller man wrapped his legs around his friend’s waist. The two of them stumbled into Peter’s room where Peter dropped Jared onto the bed. He crawled on top of the other lawyer and pressed their lips back together, kissing Jared passionately. He pawed at Jared’s chest while Jared buried his hands in Peter’s hair. Peter’s hands wandered under Jared’s shirt, ghosting over the abs underneath. Jared shivered, but as Peter went to undo Jared’s shirt, the other man stopped him.
“Leave it.”
“I thought we were about to have sex here. Am I wrong?”
“No, no, we are, I’d just rather leave my shirt on.” Jared wouldn’t look Peter in the eyes.
Peter sat back on his haunches to get a better look at his friend. “We’re about to have passionate bed sex. That’s supposed to be done naked.”
“I know, I’d just...”
Peter stared for a moment. “Are you embarrassed?”
“Shut up.”
Peter smiled. “That’s just adorable.”
“Shut up.”
“Jared, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re perfect.”
Jared gave a dry laugh. “Peter. You’re perfect. I’m a runt.”
“A perfect runt,” Peter insisted and started undoing Jared’s shirt. Jared didn’t resist but still wouldn’t look at Peter. “So perfect,” Peter muttered before he started placing kisses all over the exposed skin.
“Don’t say that.”
“Why not?” Peter asked between kisses.
“Don’t just try and make me feel better.”
“That’s not what I’m trying to do at all. I’m just making a casual statement.”
Jared didn’t respond but let Peter continue to worship his chest. He moved down slowly, licking and kissing all the exposed skin he could find. Jared still didn’t watch.
Peter kissed lower until he was sucking on Jared’s sharp hip bone. Jared whimpered in pleasure.
“Like that?”
Jared nodded. Peter spent a few minutes lavishing the hip with attention. As he moved down even farther and started to undo Jared’s pants, Jared tried to paw off Peter’s shirt.
“Not tonight,” Peter said. “Tonight is all about you.”
“Are we going to do this again, then?”
“I plan on it. If you want to, that is.”
“I do.”
Peter grinned and gave Jared a quick kiss before going back to the pants. Jared may have been small, but he was perfectly proportionate and beautiful.
Jared squirmed but didn’t say anything.
“I love everything about you, Jared,” Peter whispered, his breath ghosting over Jared’s cock. “Everything.”
Jared still didn’t say anything, knowing he couldn’t stop Peter. He moaned as Peter placed a kiss on the head before licking a stripe up his cock.
“Peter,” Jared moaned.
Peter shushed him before swallowing him as far as he could.
After a few minutes of an amazing blow-job, complete with many ‘oh-my-god-where-did-you-learn-that’ moments, Jared teetered on the edge as Peter pulled off.
Jared whimpered.
“Shh, if I keep going we won’t get to the fucking.”
“Don’t care, wanna come.”
Peter laughed before he pulled himself up to make out with Jared again as Jared pulled back from the edge.
Peter pulled down his pants, pulled off his shirt and reached into his drawer for lube and condoms that he always had there. He slicked his fingers.
“Ready?”
Jared nodded and Peter slipped a finger into Jared. He slowly opened him up one finger at a time, leaving Jared a whimpering sweat covered mess.
“Enough. Please, Peter,” Jared begged.
Peter never could deny Jared anything. He slicked himself up and rolled on the condom before he lined himself up with the other lawyer’s entrance. “Ready?”
“Yes!”
Peter pushed in carefully, basking in Jared’s moans and whimpers of pleasure. His blue eyes were squeezed shut but Peter couldn’t stop watching him.
“Jared,” Peter breathed after awhile. “Jared, look at me. I want to see your eyes.”
Jared opened his eyes and the two of them locked, brown and blue.
Peter gasped and groaned as he came and a few strokes later Jared followed.
They separated and Peter discarded the condom in a nearby bin.
Peter tried to get out of bed, but Jared grabbed his wrist. “I’ll be right back,” he promised. “I’m just grabbing a face cloth.” Jared’s grip loosened enough for him to get away.
True to his word he was back in less than two minutes with a wet cloth he used to wipe Jared off with.
He lay back down next to Jared who snuggled up against him. “Thanks, man. For everything,” Jared muttered against Peter’s neck. “This really helped.”
“Good. Good. I like you much better happy.”
They lay in silence for a while. “You know I was serious, Jare. You’re perfect. Don’t ever doubt that, okay?”
Jared shrugged and Peter decided to take what he could get.