NUMB3RS Drabbles
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
7,818
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7
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Sleeping Geek
Title: Sleeping Geek
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: R (Kissing and Hints)
Word Count: 847
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Author's Notes: Don and Charlie spend an evening together watching TV. Unbeta-ed.
Don sighs out, frustrated. The movie so sucks. He reaches for the remote control only to realize that Charlie has fallen asleep, his head pressing gently against the soft cushion of the couch. He smiles gently at that and tries not to move too much not wanting to wake up his little brother. His fingers brush against the end of the remote as he leans forward before he manages to let it fall to the ground. Don immediately freezes at the noise it has produced. He quickly looks over to Charlie who mumbles something incoherent, yet his eyes are still closed.
Don breathes out with relief. He seizes the remote from the ground and presses the mute button. He leans back against the couch and zaps around, muttering occasionally quiet comments.
“Sucks. Sucks, too. Sucks even more.”
Finally he is forced to switch it off. He glances around, searching for the newspaper. Not for a special reason, he just wants to keep himself entertained while watching over his sleeping geek. With his right hand he reaches beside him, trying to get a hold of the said newspaper, which he has been able to locate by now, lying peacefully on the little drawer next to the armchair. He stretches out his arm and succeeds in grabbing it tightly; with one fast movement the newspaper is in his lap – and the lamp, which has been standing on the paper, on the floor. A crashing sound tells him that this lamp has just gone out forever. Shooting a nervous look at Charlie he finds out that the geek is still asleep. Woah. That is some good nap!
Relief overwhelming Don for the second time tonight he focuses on some articles, reading them through rather quickly. Then he puts down the paper and again takes a long look at Charlie. He so sucks in distracting himself of Charlie’s cute appearance making Don’s want grow with every second. A black curl is falling into his eyes, his eyelashes looking beautifully long, his lips are slightly open. Charlie’s hands are brought together in his lap, fingers tangled. He is half sitting and half lying on the couch now, even is near falling down from it eventually. Don can’t help but smile, a quiet giggle passing his lips at last. How he loves those little moments.
It’s an amazing thing, how one little giggle from Don can wake Charlie up. He even looks a bit scared, eyes springing open suddenly, looking around him.
“What happened?”, he asks after a while, sleep overcoming him again after the little shock.
“Don’t tell me I woke you up.”, Don answers in pure disbelief.
“Actually, yes. You did.” Charlie pauses. “With trying to be silent.” With that he starts grinning.
“Bastard. Why do I even care anymore? If you’re so clever next time I’ll get up and leave!”, Don bursts out dramatically.
Charlie laughs at that and cuddles against his older brother’s chest, stretching out his legs on the couch, abusing Don as his pillow.
“No, I don’t think you will. Statistically you’ve been watching me sleeping too often to give up that behaviour.”, he says cheeky, his breath warming Don’s skin.
“Oh really? Is that so?” Don raises an eyebrow. “Did you know that your assumption for your little mathematical statistic there is wrong?”
Charlie looks up at him, curiously, and this is Don’s chance. His lips land on Charlie’s, pressing gently and softly against them first, but with each light kiss both get more heated up and their kisses end in a fierce fight who can get deeper inside the other one’s mouth. Tongues clashing against each other, enjoying the intimacy for that short moment, trying hard to extend to its maximum. After some time has passed they part breathlessly, panting heavily.
“Why is it wrong?”, Charlie asks, cheeks a little red from excitement.
Don grins. “I have been watching you sleeping next to me and I have been trying to distract myself.”
“From what? Why?”, Charlie can’t help but ask on.
“From you! You have been driving me nuts! You are no good for my fantasy, Charlie. All these thoughts about you in my head, can’t get rid of them.” Don’s voice is getting more and more seductive with every word. “My mouth on yours, my fingers in your hair, your hands on my hips, caressing my skin, feeling your body pressing against mine. We undress, eager to feel the nearness of the other one, me in you, making love to you hard and fast, not wanting to part from you, seeing you under me, begging me for release. Then we come, both at once, together, at the same time.”
Charlie gulps, once, twice, his skin is beginning to prickle a bit, he feels his jeans getting really uncomfortable now. He decides not to fall asleep again. Ever again. He doesn’t even want to know what else he has missed so far, the moments he loves the most with Don, while being asleep. Charlie decides to make up this lost time with Don. Right now.
Author: scots_rock
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Rating: R (Kissing and Hints)
Word Count: 847
Disclaimer: Not mine. This is fiction.
Feedback: Awesome
Author's Notes: Don and Charlie spend an evening together watching TV. Unbeta-ed.
Don sighs out, frustrated. The movie so sucks. He reaches for the remote control only to realize that Charlie has fallen asleep, his head pressing gently against the soft cushion of the couch. He smiles gently at that and tries not to move too much not wanting to wake up his little brother. His fingers brush against the end of the remote as he leans forward before he manages to let it fall to the ground. Don immediately freezes at the noise it has produced. He quickly looks over to Charlie who mumbles something incoherent, yet his eyes are still closed.
Don breathes out with relief. He seizes the remote from the ground and presses the mute button. He leans back against the couch and zaps around, muttering occasionally quiet comments.
“Sucks. Sucks, too. Sucks even more.”
Finally he is forced to switch it off. He glances around, searching for the newspaper. Not for a special reason, he just wants to keep himself entertained while watching over his sleeping geek. With his right hand he reaches beside him, trying to get a hold of the said newspaper, which he has been able to locate by now, lying peacefully on the little drawer next to the armchair. He stretches out his arm and succeeds in grabbing it tightly; with one fast movement the newspaper is in his lap – and the lamp, which has been standing on the paper, on the floor. A crashing sound tells him that this lamp has just gone out forever. Shooting a nervous look at Charlie he finds out that the geek is still asleep. Woah. That is some good nap!
Relief overwhelming Don for the second time tonight he focuses on some articles, reading them through rather quickly. Then he puts down the paper and again takes a long look at Charlie. He so sucks in distracting himself of Charlie’s cute appearance making Don’s want grow with every second. A black curl is falling into his eyes, his eyelashes looking beautifully long, his lips are slightly open. Charlie’s hands are brought together in his lap, fingers tangled. He is half sitting and half lying on the couch now, even is near falling down from it eventually. Don can’t help but smile, a quiet giggle passing his lips at last. How he loves those little moments.
It’s an amazing thing, how one little giggle from Don can wake Charlie up. He even looks a bit scared, eyes springing open suddenly, looking around him.
“What happened?”, he asks after a while, sleep overcoming him again after the little shock.
“Don’t tell me I woke you up.”, Don answers in pure disbelief.
“Actually, yes. You did.” Charlie pauses. “With trying to be silent.” With that he starts grinning.
“Bastard. Why do I even care anymore? If you’re so clever next time I’ll get up and leave!”, Don bursts out dramatically.
Charlie laughs at that and cuddles against his older brother’s chest, stretching out his legs on the couch, abusing Don as his pillow.
“No, I don’t think you will. Statistically you’ve been watching me sleeping too often to give up that behaviour.”, he says cheeky, his breath warming Don’s skin.
“Oh really? Is that so?” Don raises an eyebrow. “Did you know that your assumption for your little mathematical statistic there is wrong?”
Charlie looks up at him, curiously, and this is Don’s chance. His lips land on Charlie’s, pressing gently and softly against them first, but with each light kiss both get more heated up and their kisses end in a fierce fight who can get deeper inside the other one’s mouth. Tongues clashing against each other, enjoying the intimacy for that short moment, trying hard to extend to its maximum. After some time has passed they part breathlessly, panting heavily.
“Why is it wrong?”, Charlie asks, cheeks a little red from excitement.
Don grins. “I have been watching you sleeping next to me and I have been trying to distract myself.”
“From what? Why?”, Charlie can’t help but ask on.
“From you! You have been driving me nuts! You are no good for my fantasy, Charlie. All these thoughts about you in my head, can’t get rid of them.” Don’s voice is getting more and more seductive with every word. “My mouth on yours, my fingers in your hair, your hands on my hips, caressing my skin, feeling your body pressing against mine. We undress, eager to feel the nearness of the other one, me in you, making love to you hard and fast, not wanting to part from you, seeing you under me, begging me for release. Then we come, both at once, together, at the same time.”
Charlie gulps, once, twice, his skin is beginning to prickle a bit, he feels his jeans getting really uncomfortable now. He decides not to fall asleep again. Ever again. He doesn’t even want to know what else he has missed so far, the moments he loves the most with Don, while being asleep. Charlie decides to make up this lost time with Don. Right now.