Clean Shaven
Title: Clean Shaven
Author: Ru_salki99
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Chuck/Morgan
Disclaimer: Chuck belongs to WB/NBC
Author's Notes: Fic #1 for the chuck_slash icon ficathon.
Summary: Chuck wakes up in the middle of the night to find the bed empty.
by ss_32
Rolling over, Chuck put out his arm only to be met with nothing. Opening his eyes he saw that the other side of the bed was empty. Surprised and a little worried, he pushed himself up to sit. He blinked, squinting in the half light for any signs of his wayward lover.
Their clothes were where they’d been left as were their bags and empty food cartons. Nothing was out of place. So where was he? Pushing himself up further, he noticed that the bathroom light was on. But there wasn’t any sound coming from it, or at least, nothing loud enough for him to hear through the door.
Grabbing a pair of shorts off the floor, he couldn’t tell if they were his or not, didn’t really care, he made his way towards the bathroom, pushing the door open to find him standing there in front of the mirror, wearing nothing but a towel as he shaved.
“What are you doing?” Chuck asked him.
“Couldn’t sleep. Shaving,” Morgan told him bluntly.
“I know that. I meant why? Isn’t your beard like an extra limb?” he asked as he stepped forward, wrapping his arms around his waist and placing a soft kiss on his shoulders.
“Yeah, but it’s safer this way right?” Morgan asked him as he turned in his arms, “I mean, you got a buzz cut to change your appearance. So I thought I’d get rid of the beard.”
Chuck smiled at him, trailing his hand down his chest before leaning in for a kiss that left him covered in shaving foam.
As Morgan pulled back from his kiss with Chuck, he couldn’t help but smile at him, “You want to shave too?” he asked him.
Chuck rolled his eyes before reaching for the towel and wiping his face with it, “Hop up,” he said, gesturing to the counter.
Morgan pushed himself up, his legs swinging as he waited for Chuck to do whatever it was he wanted to do.
Chuck took hold of the razor, wetting it under the tap before turning to Morgan. He took hold of his chin in his hand and tilted it back. As he brought the razor down, taking off the hair, Morgan watched Chuck, his face full of concentration.
He took his time, making sure not to cut him and that he had all of the hair. He shared the odd smile with him, making sure that he was still okay and not worried about him taking off a layer of skin or anything. When he was done he picked up the towel again and wiped the remnants of the shaving cream away.
Morgan rested his hands on Chuck’s hips, gently trailing his fingers up and down them and encouraging Chuck to steal the kind of kiss he’d been wanting to since he’d woken up.
It was a soft, slow kiss, neither of them in any rush to hurry things up, taking their time to explore each other’s mouths. However, when Chuck pulled back, he couldn’t help but giggle slightly.
“What’s so funny?” Morgan asked.
“Nothing. Just feels weird without the beard.”
“Weird good or weird bad?”
“Kissing you is always good Morgan,” Chuck told him before leaning back in for another.
Morgan smiled into the kiss, wrapping his hand around Chuck’s neck and holding him close. Chuck cupped Morgan’s smooth face in his hand and settled the other on Morgan’s thigh. He gently stroked his hand up and down the rough material of the towel before finally pushing up and pulling the towel open and delving inside.
Morgan gasped into Chuck’s mouth but didn’t pull back, instead slipping his hand down his back and pushing his underwear off his hips to allow him to take hold of him in return.
They stroked each other gently, panting into each other’s mouths and pulling each other close.
As Chuck softly caressed Morgan’s hard cock, rubbing his thumb over the soft head, he was rewarded with a soft moan from Morgan and then the speeding up of his hand. Pulling back from the kiss, Chuck rested his forehead on Morgan’s and looked down, watching as their hands moved in tandem over their cocks, both of them speeding up and doing their best to make sure the other was enjoying it.
When Morgan reached up with his free hand, trailing his hand over the short stubble on Chuck’s head, Chuck turned to him, letting him capture his mouth with his one last time before they both gasped, their seed spilling over each other’s hands.
As they both panted for breath, Chuck kissed his way along Morgan’s smooth jaw and down his neck, letting go of him as he reached for the towel again. He quickly wiped both himself and Morgan clean before stepping out of the underwear that was now round his ankles.
Holding onto his hand, Chuck helped Morgan off of the counter, leaving the towel that had been round his waist sitting there. Morgan pulled him down for another kiss, only pulling back when Chuck’s hands rested on his ass.
“Bed?” he asked.
Chuck nodded, “Bed.”
THE END
Author: Ru_salki99
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Chuck/Morgan
Disclaimer: Chuck belongs to WB/NBC
Author's Notes: Fic #1 for the chuck_slash icon ficathon.
Summary: Chuck wakes up in the middle of the night to find the bed empty.
by ss_32
Rolling over, Chuck put out his arm only to be met with nothing. Opening his eyes he saw that the other side of the bed was empty. Surprised and a little worried, he pushed himself up to sit. He blinked, squinting in the half light for any signs of his wayward lover.
Their clothes were where they’d been left as were their bags and empty food cartons. Nothing was out of place. So where was he? Pushing himself up further, he noticed that the bathroom light was on. But there wasn’t any sound coming from it, or at least, nothing loud enough for him to hear through the door.
Grabbing a pair of shorts off the floor, he couldn’t tell if they were his or not, didn’t really care, he made his way towards the bathroom, pushing the door open to find him standing there in front of the mirror, wearing nothing but a towel as he shaved.
“What are you doing?” Chuck asked him.
“Couldn’t sleep. Shaving,” Morgan told him bluntly.
“I know that. I meant why? Isn’t your beard like an extra limb?” he asked as he stepped forward, wrapping his arms around his waist and placing a soft kiss on his shoulders.
“Yeah, but it’s safer this way right?” Morgan asked him as he turned in his arms, “I mean, you got a buzz cut to change your appearance. So I thought I’d get rid of the beard.”
Chuck smiled at him, trailing his hand down his chest before leaning in for a kiss that left him covered in shaving foam.
As Morgan pulled back from his kiss with Chuck, he couldn’t help but smile at him, “You want to shave too?” he asked him.
Chuck rolled his eyes before reaching for the towel and wiping his face with it, “Hop up,” he said, gesturing to the counter.
Morgan pushed himself up, his legs swinging as he waited for Chuck to do whatever it was he wanted to do.
Chuck took hold of the razor, wetting it under the tap before turning to Morgan. He took hold of his chin in his hand and tilted it back. As he brought the razor down, taking off the hair, Morgan watched Chuck, his face full of concentration.
He took his time, making sure not to cut him and that he had all of the hair. He shared the odd smile with him, making sure that he was still okay and not worried about him taking off a layer of skin or anything. When he was done he picked up the towel again and wiped the remnants of the shaving cream away.
Morgan rested his hands on Chuck’s hips, gently trailing his fingers up and down them and encouraging Chuck to steal the kind of kiss he’d been wanting to since he’d woken up.
It was a soft, slow kiss, neither of them in any rush to hurry things up, taking their time to explore each other’s mouths. However, when Chuck pulled back, he couldn’t help but giggle slightly.
“What’s so funny?” Morgan asked.
“Nothing. Just feels weird without the beard.”
“Weird good or weird bad?”
“Kissing you is always good Morgan,” Chuck told him before leaning back in for another.
Morgan smiled into the kiss, wrapping his hand around Chuck’s neck and holding him close. Chuck cupped Morgan’s smooth face in his hand and settled the other on Morgan’s thigh. He gently stroked his hand up and down the rough material of the towel before finally pushing up and pulling the towel open and delving inside.
Morgan gasped into Chuck’s mouth but didn’t pull back, instead slipping his hand down his back and pushing his underwear off his hips to allow him to take hold of him in return.
They stroked each other gently, panting into each other’s mouths and pulling each other close.
As Chuck softly caressed Morgan’s hard cock, rubbing his thumb over the soft head, he was rewarded with a soft moan from Morgan and then the speeding up of his hand. Pulling back from the kiss, Chuck rested his forehead on Morgan’s and looked down, watching as their hands moved in tandem over their cocks, both of them speeding up and doing their best to make sure the other was enjoying it.
When Morgan reached up with his free hand, trailing his hand over the short stubble on Chuck’s head, Chuck turned to him, letting him capture his mouth with his one last time before they both gasped, their seed spilling over each other’s hands.
As they both panted for breath, Chuck kissed his way along Morgan’s smooth jaw and down his neck, letting go of him as he reached for the towel again. He quickly wiped both himself and Morgan clean before stepping out of the underwear that was now round his ankles.
Holding onto his hand, Chuck helped Morgan off of the counter, leaving the towel that had been round his waist sitting there. Morgan pulled him down for another kiss, only pulling back when Chuck’s hands rested on his ass.
“Bed?” he asked.
Chuck nodded, “Bed.”
THE END