Needed Surprise
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M through R › NUMB3RS
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,033
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1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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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.
Needed Surprise
Needed Surprise
Ratting: NC-17
Fandom: NUMB3RS- Don/original male
Disclamor: Don't own NUMB3RS or make any money from it. (If I did a certain curly haired individual would be chained to my bed doing my math homework.)
Betta: none, wanna volunteer? All errors are mine.
Feedback: Please! But Constructive Criticism only (or praise if I deserve it)
Note: Kie (regardless of how I spell his name) is mine. This is my fist fic, ever. This is a sort of thankyou to all the other authors who actually write all the good stuff I read. Keep in mind all the episodes of NUMB3RS I have seen I could count on my fingers. (Changing soon, bought seasons!)
It had been a hard case and Don Eppes was exhausted. He should have noticed that something was off before he entered his apartment, but he didn’t. He did notice when someone slipped his gun from his holster. Don froze, this was it. This was the moment he was going to die, and by his own gun. He only wondered who it was that had finally caught up to him. Friend, family or coworker of one of the many evil people he had brought justice upon.
There was a quiet thunk as something heavy was set down on the small table near the door. Don jumped, but realized it had not been a shot; he was still alive. Nothing happened. Slowly, Don turned around. Facing him was someone he never expected. It was not some family member, friend or coworker of a criminal out to do him in. But what his guest was wearing sure just might. Standing there with a seductive grin on his face was Kie. This kid had moved in with his ‘family’ in the house next to Charlie and his Father’s. Everyone in the household claimed the kid was 21, but he looked barely 17.
Kie was standing in Don’s entrance hallway wearing a mini skirt, tight halter top, fishnet, and high heels. His hair was let loose from it’s usual ponytail and fell around his face, most of it concealing the scaring on the left side. What showed of his face was beautifully covered in makeup.
Don was shaken out of his inspection when the figment spoke, “Little jumpy? Maybe I can help with that.” And with a batting of eyelashes the younger man slid up against Don. Standing on his toes, Kie had to grab Don’s neck and pull him down for the kiss. After that first touch of lips, Agent Eppes was lost. A slender, light and hot body pressed against him, and thin, soft lips brushed against his. Don suddenly didn’t care why and how the boy was here, and had gotten in and taken *his* gun from him. All that mattered was that smaller, hot body, and wet mouth.
Don picked up Kie and pressed him against the wall. Kie happily gripped the other man’s waist with his legs. Erections ground through jeans and miniskirt. Groaning at the sensation, both jostled for more. As the kiss broke, Don carried his intruder toward his bedroom. When they arrived, Kie was tossed onto the mattress. Before he could move, Don was pressing down on top of him, lips once again locked.
“Clothing,” Kie moaned, breaking the kiss and tugging at Don’s shirt. The older man complied, removing the offending article of cloth. Don separated himself from the willing victim on his bed long enough to divest himself of the rest of his outfit.
Kie slipped a hand under his halter top to remove it, but Don stopped him. “You show up at my place wearing that and you are getting fucked in it.” The younger man grinned and spread his legs. Happily, Don crawled in-between them and returned his lips to Kie’s. He slid a hand between his conquest’s legs, and rubbed a finger around the entrance he intended to take. Kie moaned into the kiss.
From somewhere, Kie produced a condom and a packet of lube. Gracelessly he shoved them at Don, breaking the kiss. “I want you in me. Now.” As Don lifted away to put the condom on, Kie rolled onto his stomach. Getting on his hands and knees, he presented his rear to Don, who was barley able to get the condom on and lube spread in his excitement.
Without warning, and in one stroke, Don slid in. The body below him screamed in excitement and quivered. Don didn’t give it any time to adjust, his hands grabbed hips and he started rocking in and out. The excitement and pleasure began to build, and Don was so close to coming, when the body beneath him stopped.
“I want to see you.”
It took Don’s pleasure addled brain a moment to process the request. With a sigh, he slid out and rolled Kie onto his back. The younger man smiled and Don slid back in. Quickly their previous pace was resumed. The altered angle did something to the body below him. The moans had intensified as well as the squirming. Suddenly the tight heat holding Don began to throb and clench. His stomach was splattered in come. The face below him was angelic when consumed with pleasure.
With the extra sensation, Don fell over the edge. He thrust a few more times, returning the angel his blessing. Don rolled off and pulled out. He slid the condom off and threw it in the general direction of the trash. He would find it tomorrow.
When both men had begun to breath a little easier, Kie cuddled up against Don, who wrapped and arm around the slim body. Both exhausted men drifted into a pleasant sleep.
Colby’s cell rang. Ignoring common sense while driving a car, he answered. It was David, “Don won’t answer his phone, and after the last case, Megan is a little worried about him. We tried the other Eppes residence, but Charlie said that Don hadn’t shown up there. If you’re still out, would you mind dropping by his place and checking up on him?”
“Sure, talk to you two later.” Slightly irritated at the diversion, Colby headed off towards Don’s apartment. He knocked quietly on the door and got no response. Knocking with more force got the same response. Trying the handle, Colby was surprised to find it unlocked.
Pushing the door open, the first thing he noticed was Don’s gun on the table. Colby headed to the bedroom, thinking the man had slept through his phone ringing. As he came around the corner, he glimpsed two figures rumpled up in the sheets. One slender leg in fishnet was sticking out and there were two high heel shoes on the floor, among Don’s scattered clothing.
Backing away, Colby silently exited the residence. Once back in the car he dialed David’s number. “He snagged a girl last night, everything’s fine. Tell Megan that she worries too much. Almost sortta wonder who it was, though. She had nice legs.”
Now, go forth and send feed back, now that you have witnessed what a small (but nasty) plot bunny did to me. Hope you enjoyed!
Ratting: NC-17
Fandom: NUMB3RS- Don/original male
Disclamor: Don't own NUMB3RS or make any money from it. (If I did a certain curly haired individual would be chained to my bed doing my math homework.)
Betta: none, wanna volunteer? All errors are mine.
Feedback: Please! But Constructive Criticism only (or praise if I deserve it)
Note: Kie (regardless of how I spell his name) is mine. This is my fist fic, ever. This is a sort of thankyou to all the other authors who actually write all the good stuff I read. Keep in mind all the episodes of NUMB3RS I have seen I could count on my fingers. (Changing soon, bought seasons!)
It had been a hard case and Don Eppes was exhausted. He should have noticed that something was off before he entered his apartment, but he didn’t. He did notice when someone slipped his gun from his holster. Don froze, this was it. This was the moment he was going to die, and by his own gun. He only wondered who it was that had finally caught up to him. Friend, family or coworker of one of the many evil people he had brought justice upon.
There was a quiet thunk as something heavy was set down on the small table near the door. Don jumped, but realized it had not been a shot; he was still alive. Nothing happened. Slowly, Don turned around. Facing him was someone he never expected. It was not some family member, friend or coworker of a criminal out to do him in. But what his guest was wearing sure just might. Standing there with a seductive grin on his face was Kie. This kid had moved in with his ‘family’ in the house next to Charlie and his Father’s. Everyone in the household claimed the kid was 21, but he looked barely 17.
Kie was standing in Don’s entrance hallway wearing a mini skirt, tight halter top, fishnet, and high heels. His hair was let loose from it’s usual ponytail and fell around his face, most of it concealing the scaring on the left side. What showed of his face was beautifully covered in makeup.
Don was shaken out of his inspection when the figment spoke, “Little jumpy? Maybe I can help with that.” And with a batting of eyelashes the younger man slid up against Don. Standing on his toes, Kie had to grab Don’s neck and pull him down for the kiss. After that first touch of lips, Agent Eppes was lost. A slender, light and hot body pressed against him, and thin, soft lips brushed against his. Don suddenly didn’t care why and how the boy was here, and had gotten in and taken *his* gun from him. All that mattered was that smaller, hot body, and wet mouth.
Don picked up Kie and pressed him against the wall. Kie happily gripped the other man’s waist with his legs. Erections ground through jeans and miniskirt. Groaning at the sensation, both jostled for more. As the kiss broke, Don carried his intruder toward his bedroom. When they arrived, Kie was tossed onto the mattress. Before he could move, Don was pressing down on top of him, lips once again locked.
“Clothing,” Kie moaned, breaking the kiss and tugging at Don’s shirt. The older man complied, removing the offending article of cloth. Don separated himself from the willing victim on his bed long enough to divest himself of the rest of his outfit.
Kie slipped a hand under his halter top to remove it, but Don stopped him. “You show up at my place wearing that and you are getting fucked in it.” The younger man grinned and spread his legs. Happily, Don crawled in-between them and returned his lips to Kie’s. He slid a hand between his conquest’s legs, and rubbed a finger around the entrance he intended to take. Kie moaned into the kiss.
From somewhere, Kie produced a condom and a packet of lube. Gracelessly he shoved them at Don, breaking the kiss. “I want you in me. Now.” As Don lifted away to put the condom on, Kie rolled onto his stomach. Getting on his hands and knees, he presented his rear to Don, who was barley able to get the condom on and lube spread in his excitement.
Without warning, and in one stroke, Don slid in. The body below him screamed in excitement and quivered. Don didn’t give it any time to adjust, his hands grabbed hips and he started rocking in and out. The excitement and pleasure began to build, and Don was so close to coming, when the body beneath him stopped.
“I want to see you.”
It took Don’s pleasure addled brain a moment to process the request. With a sigh, he slid out and rolled Kie onto his back. The younger man smiled and Don slid back in. Quickly their previous pace was resumed. The altered angle did something to the body below him. The moans had intensified as well as the squirming. Suddenly the tight heat holding Don began to throb and clench. His stomach was splattered in come. The face below him was angelic when consumed with pleasure.
With the extra sensation, Don fell over the edge. He thrust a few more times, returning the angel his blessing. Don rolled off and pulled out. He slid the condom off and threw it in the general direction of the trash. He would find it tomorrow.
When both men had begun to breath a little easier, Kie cuddled up against Don, who wrapped and arm around the slim body. Both exhausted men drifted into a pleasant sleep.
Colby’s cell rang. Ignoring common sense while driving a car, he answered. It was David, “Don won’t answer his phone, and after the last case, Megan is a little worried about him. We tried the other Eppes residence, but Charlie said that Don hadn’t shown up there. If you’re still out, would you mind dropping by his place and checking up on him?”
“Sure, talk to you two later.” Slightly irritated at the diversion, Colby headed off towards Don’s apartment. He knocked quietly on the door and got no response. Knocking with more force got the same response. Trying the handle, Colby was surprised to find it unlocked.
Pushing the door open, the first thing he noticed was Don’s gun on the table. Colby headed to the bedroom, thinking the man had slept through his phone ringing. As he came around the corner, he glimpsed two figures rumpled up in the sheets. One slender leg in fishnet was sticking out and there were two high heel shoes on the floor, among Don’s scattered clothing.
Backing away, Colby silently exited the residence. Once back in the car he dialed David’s number. “He snagged a girl last night, everything’s fine. Tell Megan that she worries too much. Almost sortta wonder who it was, though. She had nice legs.”
Now, go forth and send feed back, now that you have witnessed what a small (but nasty) plot bunny did to me. Hope you enjoyed!