Sometimes It's Just Not Enough
Title: Sometimes It's Just Not Enough
Pairing: Joe/Kevin
Summary: Kevin forgot, causing Joe to have doubts
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the storyline.
A/N: This may get another part or a few parts I'm not sure, please tell me what you think :)
Joe was mad. But he was even more upset. He'd been planning this evening for the last few weeks and Kevin hadn't even come home yet. Last time he looked at the clock it was seven and he wasn’t going to look at it again, it just made him feel worse. Joe blew out the candles in the centre of the table, and took his and Kevin's plates pouring the food into the bin and resisted throwing the plates into the dishwasher but instead stacked them neatly with a lot of patience. Wiping away the tears that had run down his face he grabbed the bottle of wine and went to the front room.
It wasn’t until nine that Kevin came in. Joe just sat there his eyes on the TV as his brother moaned about his day, the grip on his wine glass becoming harder and harder.
“Did you have a good day?” Kevin asked with a sigh.
It was only then that Joe turned to look at him, standing up Joe threw the glass of wine over Kevin's face.
“Happy fifth anniversary.” Joe whispered angrily. Stalking out of the room, Joe chucked the glass into plastic washing bucket that was in the sink.
“Joe I’m so sorry!” Kevin exclaimed walking into the kitchen holding a towel.
“Oh just fuck off, I’m not in the mood.” Joe hissed not being able to deal with Kevin's crappy excuses.
“Joe please?” Kevin tried.
“Please what Kevin?” Joe turned to look at Kevin. “Make a three course meal that took most of the day? Make a collection of our favourite songs and scatter our bedroom in candles? Or even remember it was our fucking anniversary?”
Joe watched as Kevin looked at his feet, at least having the decency to be embarrassed. “I’m going to bed, don't even bother joining me. Oh and there's a card on the sofa from our brother. He remembered our anniversary.”
Joe stomped to bed, he tore of his clothes roughly climbing into the cold empty sheets feeling incredibly alone. Only then did he allow himself to cry softly. It was his and Kevin's first ever real fight. Joe always thought he was incredibly lucky, at 25 he had a sizeable bank account, a loving partner and an amazing family with the added extra that he worked from home writing songs which was his passion. But as he lay in bed alone and crying softly he decided that it was love that made the world go around.
Half way through the night, Joe couldn’t sleep. He’d heard Kevin go to bed a few hours previous and Joe was annoyed now. The upset had disappeared and as he went though the draw beside his bed he saw the perfect weapon. A permanent marker.
Joe slowly made Kevin’s sandwich, after realising what he was doing he’d stood there for half an hour wondering why the hell he was doing this for the person who couldn’t even remember their anniversary but he eventually just sighed and continue.
“Joe,” A smile spread out over his face immediately, as he heard Kevin walk into the kitchen “I know you're upset and angry but was this really necessary?”
As Joe turned around he couldn’t help but snort at the sight of his lover with a huge dick drawn on his forehead.
“Yes, well if you’re going to be a dick, I can’t see why you can’t walk around with one on your face for a permanent reminder.” Joe smiled.
Kevin didn’t look impressed at all and that just made Joe smile even more. “That’s incredibly immature,”
“Awww,” Joe just said before shoving Kevin’s lunchbox into his stomach as he past him going to the front room.
“I’m actually not going to work today.”
“Oh joy,” Joe mouthed to himself before turning around. “Look I’m sure if you get some soap it will come off.”
“No I mean I’m not going in to try and make up for yesterday. I thought we could spend the day together.”
“Kevin you’ve not taken a day off unless absolutely necessary for over a year, don’t start now you might hurt yourself.”
He heard Kevin sigh and walk away, Joe turned to see the empty space before sitting down on the sofa, hugging the pillow to his chest. Grabbing his cell he saw that Nick had sent him a text.
How did it go or do I not want to know?
The dickhead forgot.
It didn’t take long for a reply to come back.
Wanker. What did you do?
Made him sleep in the spare room and drew a dick on his head.
OMG seriously? You didn’t!
Yep. I did. With permanent marker. I think he’s scrubbing it off now.
He’s not going to work?
No he wants to spend the day together.
Mmmmm, text me later to tell me how that’s going for you.
It was obvious to his little brother how unhappy Joe was. Joe had never actually admitted it to anyone but he was unhappy with his life. But he never complained because he was lucky with what he had. The thing is Joe couldn’t help but think there was maybe more to it though. He and Kevin hardly spend any time together, his partner usually working with some new artist at his music production company.
“Joe? Can we talk?” Joe looked up and nodded at Kevin. Moving his feet so they where under his body he clutched his phone and pillow against his chest.
“I’m so sorry,” Kevin whispered sitting down. “I never wanted to hurt you. I promise. I just wasn’t thinking.”
Joe shrugged. It didn’t really matter anymore, it had already been done and that piece of doubt about his and Kevin’s relationship was now wedged into his brain now. Did Kevin no longer feel the same way about him? Should Joe start packing his bag and go and see if Nick would put him up for a few nights? He was sure his little brother would.
“I feel like we’re growing apart,” Kevin said, Joe gulped and looked at his hands, his knuckles going white from the fact he was clutching the pillow so much.
“I don’t want that to happen, I love you too much.”
Joe looked up and met Kevin’s eye sight. “You’re not breaking up with me?”
“What?” Kevin exclaimed. “No, of course not. Yesterday made me realise how immersed in my work I was becoming, I was pushing you out and I don’t want that.”
Joe watched his brother, his breath stuck in the back of his throat. Joe didn’t realise what had happened until Kevin leaned forward and pressed their lips together. That familiar and comforting spark ran up his spine, the confirmation that this was Kevin kissing him.
They continued to kiss, Kevin pushing Joe back onto the sofa, straddling his hips gently. Joe moaned as Kevin’s erection rubbed against his, the small layer of cotton being a huge tease.
Joe clung to Kevin’s shirt, holding him close. He never wanted to let go, he finally felt like he was home all over again. It was reassuring and comfortable. Special and erotic at the same time. As far as Joe was concerned, it was the best place in the world.
Joe pulled away for just a small moment, having enough time to whisper in Kevin’s ear “I need you in me,” before returning back to kissing Kevin roughly.
Kevin replied exactly like he wanted, enthusiastically pulling down Joe’s bottoms, and then his own. They moaned against one another’s lips as their skin came in contact, the warm heat sending shivers all over their bodies the goose pimples following soon after.
“Joe,” Kevin groaned in his ear as he ran a hand down Joe’s smooth stomach, his hand brushing over his erection and spreading his legs. Moving to the side of Joe’s body, Kevin continued the assault on his lips while running his finger over Joe’s entrance.
Joe’s hips bucked up immediately as a finger was pushed into him, the burn making him hiss but the pleasure soon over took his senses. The finger moved quickly stretching him smoothly and soon a finger was added.
Joe’s mind had turned to mush by the time a third finger was being added, the pleasure being so overwhelming and wanted no pain was felt. The only thing Joe felt was loss when Kevin’s finger left his body. But was soon replaced with Kevin’s erection. Joe moaned and pushed his head backwards into the pillow, his bottom lip firmly in-between his teeth as Kevin pushed into the hilt. His eyes closed shut as his body became used to the intrusion.
After the pain had subsided he felt his hips starting to move on their own accord, knowing it was time for Kevin to start moving. It didn’t take long for Kevin to get the message and start pumping in and out of him at a steady rhythm. Joe could feel the pressure starting to build at the base of his groin. As Kevin started experiencing the same thing the thrusts became quicker, hitting that spot inside Joe that made spots appear in front of his eyes.
Joe felt Kevin’s hand run across his stomach before taking his cock into his hand starting to pump his hand in time with the thrusts. Joe groaned and moaned, streams of nonsense leaving his lips.
He felt the tension growing and growing and then suddenly something exploded inside of him, his body arched upwards. Joe felt Kevin start to come also making him groan even more. After riding out their orgasms together, Kevin lay on Joe’s sweaty body both of them panting breathlessly.
“Wow,” Kevin whispered. All Joe could do was agree, his body protesting as Kevin pulled out of him, suddenly feeling very empty.
“That was amazing,” Kevin said leaning over and kissing on the lips. Joe couldn’t help but kiss back.
“Yeah it was,” Joe whispered, pulling away and getting up, pulling his pants back on. Something in his mind just couldn‘t stop himself as he walked away out of the room, his legs shaking slightly. “But your still a dick head.”
Pairing: Joe/Kevin
Summary: Kevin forgot, causing Joe to have doubts
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the storyline.
A/N: This may get another part or a few parts I'm not sure, please tell me what you think :)
Joe was mad. But he was even more upset. He'd been planning this evening for the last few weeks and Kevin hadn't even come home yet. Last time he looked at the clock it was seven and he wasn’t going to look at it again, it just made him feel worse. Joe blew out the candles in the centre of the table, and took his and Kevin's plates pouring the food into the bin and resisted throwing the plates into the dishwasher but instead stacked them neatly with a lot of patience. Wiping away the tears that had run down his face he grabbed the bottle of wine and went to the front room.
It wasn’t until nine that Kevin came in. Joe just sat there his eyes on the TV as his brother moaned about his day, the grip on his wine glass becoming harder and harder.
“Did you have a good day?” Kevin asked with a sigh.
It was only then that Joe turned to look at him, standing up Joe threw the glass of wine over Kevin's face.
“Happy fifth anniversary.” Joe whispered angrily. Stalking out of the room, Joe chucked the glass into plastic washing bucket that was in the sink.
“Joe I’m so sorry!” Kevin exclaimed walking into the kitchen holding a towel.
“Oh just fuck off, I’m not in the mood.” Joe hissed not being able to deal with Kevin's crappy excuses.
“Joe please?” Kevin tried.
“Please what Kevin?” Joe turned to look at Kevin. “Make a three course meal that took most of the day? Make a collection of our favourite songs and scatter our bedroom in candles? Or even remember it was our fucking anniversary?”
Joe watched as Kevin looked at his feet, at least having the decency to be embarrassed. “I’m going to bed, don't even bother joining me. Oh and there's a card on the sofa from our brother. He remembered our anniversary.”
Joe stomped to bed, he tore of his clothes roughly climbing into the cold empty sheets feeling incredibly alone. Only then did he allow himself to cry softly. It was his and Kevin's first ever real fight. Joe always thought he was incredibly lucky, at 25 he had a sizeable bank account, a loving partner and an amazing family with the added extra that he worked from home writing songs which was his passion. But as he lay in bed alone and crying softly he decided that it was love that made the world go around.
Half way through the night, Joe couldn’t sleep. He’d heard Kevin go to bed a few hours previous and Joe was annoyed now. The upset had disappeared and as he went though the draw beside his bed he saw the perfect weapon. A permanent marker.
Joe slowly made Kevin’s sandwich, after realising what he was doing he’d stood there for half an hour wondering why the hell he was doing this for the person who couldn’t even remember their anniversary but he eventually just sighed and continue.
“Joe,” A smile spread out over his face immediately, as he heard Kevin walk into the kitchen “I know you're upset and angry but was this really necessary?”
As Joe turned around he couldn’t help but snort at the sight of his lover with a huge dick drawn on his forehead.
“Yes, well if you’re going to be a dick, I can’t see why you can’t walk around with one on your face for a permanent reminder.” Joe smiled.
Kevin didn’t look impressed at all and that just made Joe smile even more. “That’s incredibly immature,”
“Awww,” Joe just said before shoving Kevin’s lunchbox into his stomach as he past him going to the front room.
“I’m actually not going to work today.”
“Oh joy,” Joe mouthed to himself before turning around. “Look I’m sure if you get some soap it will come off.”
“No I mean I’m not going in to try and make up for yesterday. I thought we could spend the day together.”
“Kevin you’ve not taken a day off unless absolutely necessary for over a year, don’t start now you might hurt yourself.”
He heard Kevin sigh and walk away, Joe turned to see the empty space before sitting down on the sofa, hugging the pillow to his chest. Grabbing his cell he saw that Nick had sent him a text.
How did it go or do I not want to know?
The dickhead forgot.
It didn’t take long for a reply to come back.
Wanker. What did you do?
Made him sleep in the spare room and drew a dick on his head.
OMG seriously? You didn’t!
Yep. I did. With permanent marker. I think he’s scrubbing it off now.
He’s not going to work?
No he wants to spend the day together.
Mmmmm, text me later to tell me how that’s going for you.
It was obvious to his little brother how unhappy Joe was. Joe had never actually admitted it to anyone but he was unhappy with his life. But he never complained because he was lucky with what he had. The thing is Joe couldn’t help but think there was maybe more to it though. He and Kevin hardly spend any time together, his partner usually working with some new artist at his music production company.
“Joe? Can we talk?” Joe looked up and nodded at Kevin. Moving his feet so they where under his body he clutched his phone and pillow against his chest.
“I’m so sorry,” Kevin whispered sitting down. “I never wanted to hurt you. I promise. I just wasn’t thinking.”
Joe shrugged. It didn’t really matter anymore, it had already been done and that piece of doubt about his and Kevin’s relationship was now wedged into his brain now. Did Kevin no longer feel the same way about him? Should Joe start packing his bag and go and see if Nick would put him up for a few nights? He was sure his little brother would.
“I feel like we’re growing apart,” Kevin said, Joe gulped and looked at his hands, his knuckles going white from the fact he was clutching the pillow so much.
“I don’t want that to happen, I love you too much.”
Joe looked up and met Kevin’s eye sight. “You’re not breaking up with me?”
“What?” Kevin exclaimed. “No, of course not. Yesterday made me realise how immersed in my work I was becoming, I was pushing you out and I don’t want that.”
Joe watched his brother, his breath stuck in the back of his throat. Joe didn’t realise what had happened until Kevin leaned forward and pressed their lips together. That familiar and comforting spark ran up his spine, the confirmation that this was Kevin kissing him.
They continued to kiss, Kevin pushing Joe back onto the sofa, straddling his hips gently. Joe moaned as Kevin’s erection rubbed against his, the small layer of cotton being a huge tease.
Joe clung to Kevin’s shirt, holding him close. He never wanted to let go, he finally felt like he was home all over again. It was reassuring and comfortable. Special and erotic at the same time. As far as Joe was concerned, it was the best place in the world.
Joe pulled away for just a small moment, having enough time to whisper in Kevin’s ear “I need you in me,” before returning back to kissing Kevin roughly.
Kevin replied exactly like he wanted, enthusiastically pulling down Joe’s bottoms, and then his own. They moaned against one another’s lips as their skin came in contact, the warm heat sending shivers all over their bodies the goose pimples following soon after.
“Joe,” Kevin groaned in his ear as he ran a hand down Joe’s smooth stomach, his hand brushing over his erection and spreading his legs. Moving to the side of Joe’s body, Kevin continued the assault on his lips while running his finger over Joe’s entrance.
Joe’s hips bucked up immediately as a finger was pushed into him, the burn making him hiss but the pleasure soon over took his senses. The finger moved quickly stretching him smoothly and soon a finger was added.
Joe’s mind had turned to mush by the time a third finger was being added, the pleasure being so overwhelming and wanted no pain was felt. The only thing Joe felt was loss when Kevin’s finger left his body. But was soon replaced with Kevin’s erection. Joe moaned and pushed his head backwards into the pillow, his bottom lip firmly in-between his teeth as Kevin pushed into the hilt. His eyes closed shut as his body became used to the intrusion.
After the pain had subsided he felt his hips starting to move on their own accord, knowing it was time for Kevin to start moving. It didn’t take long for Kevin to get the message and start pumping in and out of him at a steady rhythm. Joe could feel the pressure starting to build at the base of his groin. As Kevin started experiencing the same thing the thrusts became quicker, hitting that spot inside Joe that made spots appear in front of his eyes.
Joe felt Kevin’s hand run across his stomach before taking his cock into his hand starting to pump his hand in time with the thrusts. Joe groaned and moaned, streams of nonsense leaving his lips.
He felt the tension growing and growing and then suddenly something exploded inside of him, his body arched upwards. Joe felt Kevin start to come also making him groan even more. After riding out their orgasms together, Kevin lay on Joe’s sweaty body both of them panting breathlessly.
“Wow,” Kevin whispered. All Joe could do was agree, his body protesting as Kevin pulled out of him, suddenly feeling very empty.
“That was amazing,” Kevin said leaning over and kissing on the lips. Joe couldn’t help but kiss back.
“Yeah it was,” Joe whispered, pulling away and getting up, pulling his pants back on. Something in his mind just couldn‘t stop himself as he walked away out of the room, his legs shaking slightly. “But your still a dick head.”