NUMB3RS Drabbles
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M through R › NUMB3RS
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
7,869
Reviews:
7
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Currently Reading:
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Icemen
Title: Icemen
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: R (kissing)
Word Count: 418
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Author's Notes: Charlie and Don in the snow. After all this angst I needed some fluff. Gosh, I know, so cliché. But I simply love them both in the snow! Hope you enjoy.
It’s fast, it’s wet, it’s cold and it’s totally unexpected. Charlie squeaks with surprise when the snow ball hits his cheek.
“That’s so not fair!”, he shouts over to Don who is standing some feet away from him. A broad grin is glued on his face and his hands are already forming his next attack.
“I know!”, Don shouts back and throws the next ball which misses Charlie’s head by inches.
“Ha ha! No luck this time, Donny!”, he screams, laughing. He is able to duck in time, Don’s next snow attack only flying past his arm. Charlie looks up and glares mischievously over at his brother. “This screams revenge!”
Charlie lets himself fall to his knees, gathering as much snow as possible and starts building a really huge beauty. It’s almost twice the size of Don’s snow balls. Charlie stands up carefully and swings, ready to throw.
“Holy crap...”, is the only thing Don can say before the large cold something ends up hard in his stomach. “You are gonna pay for that! That’s my new jacket!”
“Oh yeah? Come and get me if you can!”
Don can actually. It doesn’t take long and they are rolling around in the snow, Charlie giggling and struggling against his big brother who eventually has pinned him to the ground. The sun shines through the trees, leaning lazily against Don’s spine. Vermont wasn’t a bad idea, Don thinks. It is exactly what they need. A little time alone.
“Gotcha.”, Don murmurs and presses their lips together softly. Charlie’s lips are cold as are Don’s. He tries to warm them both up, his tongue enters his lover’s mouth, explores it, devours it, tasting Charlie.
“You’re hands are cold.”, Don notices between kisses.
“Don’t care.”, Charlie answers as he leans more into Don’s soft and gentle caressing.
Don smiles at his brown-eyed beauty before he gets to his feet again and pulls Charlie up.
“What do you say? Fireplace, white fur? You and me in front of it sipping on some brandy?”
Charlie grins. “Almost. I’d prefer you and me on the fur in front of the fireplace. And Chocolate sauce instead of brandy.”
“You would actually drink chocolate sauce?”, Don asks, mock frowning.
Charlie thinks for a moment, then slings one arm around his brother’s waist.
“Nah. I would lick it.”
It’s the look on Charlie’s face who causes Don’s eyes to grow very big and his lips to part slightly.
“Where is the damn horse sleigh when you need one?”
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: R (kissing)
Word Count: 418
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Author's Notes: Charlie and Don in the snow. After all this angst I needed some fluff. Gosh, I know, so cliché. But I simply love them both in the snow! Hope you enjoy.
It’s fast, it’s wet, it’s cold and it’s totally unexpected. Charlie squeaks with surprise when the snow ball hits his cheek.
“That’s so not fair!”, he shouts over to Don who is standing some feet away from him. A broad grin is glued on his face and his hands are already forming his next attack.
“I know!”, Don shouts back and throws the next ball which misses Charlie’s head by inches.
“Ha ha! No luck this time, Donny!”, he screams, laughing. He is able to duck in time, Don’s next snow attack only flying past his arm. Charlie looks up and glares mischievously over at his brother. “This screams revenge!”
Charlie lets himself fall to his knees, gathering as much snow as possible and starts building a really huge beauty. It’s almost twice the size of Don’s snow balls. Charlie stands up carefully and swings, ready to throw.
“Holy crap...”, is the only thing Don can say before the large cold something ends up hard in his stomach. “You are gonna pay for that! That’s my new jacket!”
“Oh yeah? Come and get me if you can!”
Don can actually. It doesn’t take long and they are rolling around in the snow, Charlie giggling and struggling against his big brother who eventually has pinned him to the ground. The sun shines through the trees, leaning lazily against Don’s spine. Vermont wasn’t a bad idea, Don thinks. It is exactly what they need. A little time alone.
“Gotcha.”, Don murmurs and presses their lips together softly. Charlie’s lips are cold as are Don’s. He tries to warm them both up, his tongue enters his lover’s mouth, explores it, devours it, tasting Charlie.
“You’re hands are cold.”, Don notices between kisses.
“Don’t care.”, Charlie answers as he leans more into Don’s soft and gentle caressing.
Don smiles at his brown-eyed beauty before he gets to his feet again and pulls Charlie up.
“What do you say? Fireplace, white fur? You and me in front of it sipping on some brandy?”
Charlie grins. “Almost. I’d prefer you and me on the fur in front of the fireplace. And Chocolate sauce instead of brandy.”
“You would actually drink chocolate sauce?”, Don asks, mock frowning.
Charlie thinks for a moment, then slings one arm around his brother’s waist.
“Nah. I would lick it.”
It’s the look on Charlie’s face who causes Don’s eyes to grow very big and his lips to part slightly.
“Where is the damn horse sleigh when you need one?”