NUMB3RS Drabbles
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M through R › NUMB3RS
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
7,855
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own NUMB3RS, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Look
Title: The Look
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 164
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Author's Notes: Charlie’s confession is a single look. Angst, kinda pre-slash. Enjoy!
Don invited Charlie to watch a movie with him, wanted to give their father a little time for himself.
Charlie is sitting next to Don on the couch, his eyes fixed on the TV screen. He hears Don gulping down some beer, the fluid splashes against the glass of the bottle. Don chuckles and Charlie turns to face his brother.
Don kisses him hard on the mouth, undresses him, pulls him into the bedroom, caresses his skin, covers Charlie’s body with his own as he thrusts inside, slow first, then more rapidly, Charlie whimpers, moans, Don is panting heavily, his breath so hot against Charlie’s cheek, tongues meet, Don twists one of Charlie’s nipples, both scream and shout and moan out loud with lust when they reach their climaxes, Charlie curls up next to Don, under the blanket, he feels warm, comfortable, content and loved.
Charlie awakens from his daydream when Don stares blankly back at him.
“You should leave, Charlie.”
And Charlie does.
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 164
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Author's Notes: Charlie’s confession is a single look. Angst, kinda pre-slash. Enjoy!
Don invited Charlie to watch a movie with him, wanted to give their father a little time for himself.
Charlie is sitting next to Don on the couch, his eyes fixed on the TV screen. He hears Don gulping down some beer, the fluid splashes against the glass of the bottle. Don chuckles and Charlie turns to face his brother.
Don kisses him hard on the mouth, undresses him, pulls him into the bedroom, caresses his skin, covers Charlie’s body with his own as he thrusts inside, slow first, then more rapidly, Charlie whimpers, moans, Don is panting heavily, his breath so hot against Charlie’s cheek, tongues meet, Don twists one of Charlie’s nipples, both scream and shout and moan out loud with lust when they reach their climaxes, Charlie curls up next to Don, under the blanket, he feels warm, comfortable, content and loved.
Charlie awakens from his daydream when Don stares blankly back at him.
“You should leave, Charlie.”
And Charlie does.