unfinished snippet - wrists against the wall
here's a little snippet of almost jon/ryan that i don't think i'll ever get around finishing. it was going to be nc-17, but i didn't feel like writing the actual fucking, so here it is!
when pete calls to invite them to the opening of the new angels and kings, jon and ryan aren't very keen on going, but pete begs and pleads and promises free drinks until they cave. besides, it's not like they have anything else planned for the next few weeks.
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jon's watching him from across the room. ryan can feel his heavy gaze burning the back of his neck. it's making his heart pound; he can feel it drumming against his ribcage. ryan's trying to pay attention to mike carden, who's talking animatedly about something that would normally interest ryan, but he's half hard all ready and the unusually thick air is making his head spin.
"...to play something by the credence, man. i mean, john fogerty? classic stuff, right?" mike is looking expectantly at ryan and ryan realizes belatedly that mike just asked him something.
"oh, right, yeah. um. definitely. hey, i've got to run and- i'll see you around, okay?" ryan knows that he's not making much sense but can't bring himself to care and at mike's nod, he rises from his seat. across the room, jon's ducking out of a conversation, too. he raises an eyebrow at ryan and makes a vague gesture towards the bathroom door. ryan's blushes and jon grins. ryan hastily makes his way to the bathroom.
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jon's leaning nonchalantly against the sink when ryan speedwalks into the bathroom.
that's all i've got! like i said, i'm probably never going to get around to finish it. if anyone else wants to pick it up, please do.... :)
when pete calls to invite them to the opening of the new angels and kings, jon and ryan aren't very keen on going, but pete begs and pleads and promises free drinks until they cave. besides, it's not like they have anything else planned for the next few weeks.
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jon's watching him from across the room. ryan can feel his heavy gaze burning the back of his neck. it's making his heart pound; he can feel it drumming against his ribcage. ryan's trying to pay attention to mike carden, who's talking animatedly about something that would normally interest ryan, but he's half hard all ready and the unusually thick air is making his head spin.
"...to play something by the credence, man. i mean, john fogerty? classic stuff, right?" mike is looking expectantly at ryan and ryan realizes belatedly that mike just asked him something.
"oh, right, yeah. um. definitely. hey, i've got to run and- i'll see you around, okay?" ryan knows that he's not making much sense but can't bring himself to care and at mike's nod, he rises from his seat. across the room, jon's ducking out of a conversation, too. he raises an eyebrow at ryan and makes a vague gesture towards the bathroom door. ryan's blushes and jon grins. ryan hastily makes his way to the bathroom.
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jon's leaning nonchalantly against the sink when ryan speedwalks into the bathroom.
that's all i've got! like i said, i'm probably never going to get around to finish it. if anyone else wants to pick it up, please do.... :)