Promises, Promises
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M through R › One Tree Hill
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,463
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own One Tree Hill, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Promises, Promises
Title: Promises, promises
Author: Angel Jade
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: slash, incest, oral, language
Spoilers: S1 – very mild
Pairings: Nathan/Lucas
Summary: Nathan wants Lucas all to himself.
Setting: Anywhere post S1, non specific
Distribution: If you’ve had my permission before, you have it now. Anyone else, ask first please.
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the characters in the fic, nor do I make money from borrowing them.
“Don’t go!” Nathan whines, pulling on Lucas’ wrist in the hopes of keeping him in the bed they’d been sharing for the past three hours. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
Lucas laughs, letting himself be held onto. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise I had to ask for your consent. Perhaps you’d like me to beg for it?” He teases, playfully.
Nathan’s eyes widen in interest.
“In your dreams.” Lucas remarks, pulling his wrist free and climbing out of bed. “I promised my mom I’d be there ten minutes ago. She’s gonna kill me as it is!”
“You’re already in trouble, might as well make it worth it. And I promise you I’ll make it worth it.” Nathan offers, suggestively.
“Yeah?” It’s Lucas’ turn to show interest, having had experience with Nathan’s inventive ways of getting what he wants.
“But I think you should seriously consider this begging thing.” Nathan grins, lying back in bed, his hands behind his head, loving the way Lucas can’t help but look at his exposed chest.
“You’re the one that wants me to stay.” Lucas quickly points out, grabbing his underwear and jeans and starting to dress. “Maybe you should be the one begging.”
Nathan smirks. “But we both know you’re the bitch in this relationship.”
Lucas jumps back on the bed, pinning his brother down in a show of playful dominance. “I’m older.”
“Yeah…” Nathan grins, quickly twisting out of Lucas’ grip before flipping them both over, pinning Lucas down on the bed. “But I’m stronger.”
Lucas smiles up at him, a sinful expression on his face. “You want me to stay, beg me.”
Nathan glances at the hold he has on Lucas’ wrists, pointedly. “I already have you and you’re not going anywhere until I say so.”
Lucas feels a shiver run down his spine but refuses to let Nathan see how his words are affecting him. Just yet. “You’re just being greedy. You can’t have me all to yourself, all the time, you know.”
“Who says?” Nathan asks amusedly, leaning down to kiss him possessively. “You’re mine.”
“If you say so.” Lucas gives in, eagerly kissing Nathan once more, not surprised when Nathan releases his wrists and starts undoing the pants he’d only just put on. “But I’ve gotta be quick.”
“Mmm.” Nathan agrees, dismissively. “What would you say to being chained to my bed 24/7?”
Lucas laughs, lifting his hips up off the bed so Nathan can drag his clothes off. “You’d have a very messy bed.”
“Why can’t the world understand that I need you more than they do?” Nathan asks, leaning down to circle Lucas’ hardening cock with his tongue.
His breath hitching, Lucas closes his eyes to enjoy the feeling. “I’ll have a word. Explain that…fuck, that feels good…I’ll, uh…what was I saying?”
“That you’re gonna move in with me so I can have you all to myself?” Nathan suggests, dragging his tongue down the underside of Lucas’ cock, smiling as his brother moans appreciatively.
“Keep doing that I’ll do whatever you want.” Lucas swears, his hands clenching the sheets.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Nathan grins, his hand wrapping round the shaft as he slides his lips down over the tip.
Lucas groans and pulls harder on the covers, quickly forgetting all about how late he is. He’s helplessly pinned down, no muscle in his body willing to function as his brother teases the head of his cock, refusing to allow anymore pleasure until he’s ready to give it. Already he’s beginning to regret teaching Nathan that particular method of torture.
With one hand resting on Lucas’ chest and the other gripping his thigh tightly, Nathan hungrily takes Luke’s cock down his throat and swallows. If he could smirk at Lucas’ response, he would, a string of words that his mother would have chastised him for spilling from Lucas’ lips until they barely make sense. It doesn't take long for Lucas to grab Nathan's hair, arching off the mattress as he comes down Nathan’s throat, his sated moans bouncing off the walls as Nate swallows and licks him clean, fisting his own cock until he’s shooting off across the bed and groaning in pleasurable relief.
“Fuck, Nathan, who the hell have you been practicing on?” Lucas breathes out, staring up at the ceiling in hazed shock.
Nathan crawls up to lie beside his brother, huge grin on his face. “The rest of the team have been keeping me pretty busy lately…” He teases, laughing as Lucas shoots him a warning look. “See why staying with me has its benefits?”
“You’re a bad influence on me.” Lucas smiles, his fingers playing with Nathan’s hair affectionately. “And I’m gonna show you how bad when I get home tonight.”
“Home?”
“Here. With you.” Lucas nuzzles into Nathan’s chest and kisses his heated skin lightly. “Think you can wait that long?”
“Do I have a choice?” Nathan replies, closing his eyes as he enjoys the soft kisses. “Besides, if you take too long, I could always call the team and amuse myself with them…”
Lucas quickly straddles the other boy’s hips and kisses him possessively, sucking his tongue and swallowing his moans greedily. Their lips clash desperately in a bruising attempt to devour every inch of each other’s mouths. By the time Lucas climbs off the younger Scott, Nathan’s hard all over again. And as difficult as it is to leave the image of his brother jerking off, Lucas has four missed calls and knows he can’t risk staying any longer. With the promise of more when he returns, Lucas leaves, eagerly planning every second of the fun they’d have later that night.
End?
Author: Angel Jade
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: slash, incest, oral, language
Spoilers: S1 – very mild
Pairings: Nathan/Lucas
Summary: Nathan wants Lucas all to himself.
Setting: Anywhere post S1, non specific
Distribution: If you’ve had my permission before, you have it now. Anyone else, ask first please.
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the characters in the fic, nor do I make money from borrowing them.
“Don’t go!” Nathan whines, pulling on Lucas’ wrist in the hopes of keeping him in the bed they’d been sharing for the past three hours. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
Lucas laughs, letting himself be held onto. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise I had to ask for your consent. Perhaps you’d like me to beg for it?” He teases, playfully.
Nathan’s eyes widen in interest.
“In your dreams.” Lucas remarks, pulling his wrist free and climbing out of bed. “I promised my mom I’d be there ten minutes ago. She’s gonna kill me as it is!”
“You’re already in trouble, might as well make it worth it. And I promise you I’ll make it worth it.” Nathan offers, suggestively.
“Yeah?” It’s Lucas’ turn to show interest, having had experience with Nathan’s inventive ways of getting what he wants.
“But I think you should seriously consider this begging thing.” Nathan grins, lying back in bed, his hands behind his head, loving the way Lucas can’t help but look at his exposed chest.
“You’re the one that wants me to stay.” Lucas quickly points out, grabbing his underwear and jeans and starting to dress. “Maybe you should be the one begging.”
Nathan smirks. “But we both know you’re the bitch in this relationship.”
Lucas jumps back on the bed, pinning his brother down in a show of playful dominance. “I’m older.”
“Yeah…” Nathan grins, quickly twisting out of Lucas’ grip before flipping them both over, pinning Lucas down on the bed. “But I’m stronger.”
Lucas smiles up at him, a sinful expression on his face. “You want me to stay, beg me.”
Nathan glances at the hold he has on Lucas’ wrists, pointedly. “I already have you and you’re not going anywhere until I say so.”
Lucas feels a shiver run down his spine but refuses to let Nathan see how his words are affecting him. Just yet. “You’re just being greedy. You can’t have me all to yourself, all the time, you know.”
“Who says?” Nathan asks amusedly, leaning down to kiss him possessively. “You’re mine.”
“If you say so.” Lucas gives in, eagerly kissing Nathan once more, not surprised when Nathan releases his wrists and starts undoing the pants he’d only just put on. “But I’ve gotta be quick.”
“Mmm.” Nathan agrees, dismissively. “What would you say to being chained to my bed 24/7?”
Lucas laughs, lifting his hips up off the bed so Nathan can drag his clothes off. “You’d have a very messy bed.”
“Why can’t the world understand that I need you more than they do?” Nathan asks, leaning down to circle Lucas’ hardening cock with his tongue.
His breath hitching, Lucas closes his eyes to enjoy the feeling. “I’ll have a word. Explain that…fuck, that feels good…I’ll, uh…what was I saying?”
“That you’re gonna move in with me so I can have you all to myself?” Nathan suggests, dragging his tongue down the underside of Lucas’ cock, smiling as his brother moans appreciatively.
“Keep doing that I’ll do whatever you want.” Lucas swears, his hands clenching the sheets.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Nathan grins, his hand wrapping round the shaft as he slides his lips down over the tip.
Lucas groans and pulls harder on the covers, quickly forgetting all about how late he is. He’s helplessly pinned down, no muscle in his body willing to function as his brother teases the head of his cock, refusing to allow anymore pleasure until he’s ready to give it. Already he’s beginning to regret teaching Nathan that particular method of torture.
With one hand resting on Lucas’ chest and the other gripping his thigh tightly, Nathan hungrily takes Luke’s cock down his throat and swallows. If he could smirk at Lucas’ response, he would, a string of words that his mother would have chastised him for spilling from Lucas’ lips until they barely make sense. It doesn't take long for Lucas to grab Nathan's hair, arching off the mattress as he comes down Nathan’s throat, his sated moans bouncing off the walls as Nate swallows and licks him clean, fisting his own cock until he’s shooting off across the bed and groaning in pleasurable relief.
“Fuck, Nathan, who the hell have you been practicing on?” Lucas breathes out, staring up at the ceiling in hazed shock.
Nathan crawls up to lie beside his brother, huge grin on his face. “The rest of the team have been keeping me pretty busy lately…” He teases, laughing as Lucas shoots him a warning look. “See why staying with me has its benefits?”
“You’re a bad influence on me.” Lucas smiles, his fingers playing with Nathan’s hair affectionately. “And I’m gonna show you how bad when I get home tonight.”
“Home?”
“Here. With you.” Lucas nuzzles into Nathan’s chest and kisses his heated skin lightly. “Think you can wait that long?”
“Do I have a choice?” Nathan replies, closing his eyes as he enjoys the soft kisses. “Besides, if you take too long, I could always call the team and amuse myself with them…”
Lucas quickly straddles the other boy’s hips and kisses him possessively, sucking his tongue and swallowing his moans greedily. Their lips clash desperately in a bruising attempt to devour every inch of each other’s mouths. By the time Lucas climbs off the younger Scott, Nathan’s hard all over again. And as difficult as it is to leave the image of his brother jerking off, Lucas has four missed calls and knows he can’t risk staying any longer. With the promise of more when he returns, Lucas leaves, eagerly planning every second of the fun they’d have later that night.
End?