Imagine That (v.2)
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M through R › Mutant X
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,751
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Mutant X, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Imagine That
A/N: This was written in the 10 minutes that I stood staring at my next chapter for one of WIP's. It turned into a completely different story from the original plot I had.
I've decided to the first two part's and try and re-write it into what I originally intended it to be. Maybe get it out of my system.
Hopefully.
Everything in the older man’s demeanor read that he wanted him as much as the girls had loved their shopping sprees. From the cocky know it all way he carried himself around the younger one. To the casual touches caused merely passing by him to the late night wet dreams the other man stared in.
It was beginning to become a habit watching him sit day after day in front of that dam computer. Streams of data flying across the monitor in endless strings of codes, enthralled in something other than human race. Which for the most part was fine with him, the older man would have his fill watching his slender fingers glide across the keys in one swift motion down loading the unknown data. His eyes grew darker with all the longing of an animal that had gone into heat, as the younger one bit his lip in concentration. Staring immensely as that pink tongue slid out of his mouth soothing the bite mark he’d created.
He would watch the young man from a far, wanting to yank the blond from his chair and into his own arms. Hold him tightly against his own body until the he could practically taste the heat radiating off the young blond, press his lips against those perfectly soft ones, plunge his own tongue deep into the warm caverns of his mouth. Let his hands explore that hot compact body. The older man felt his blood heat up and race through his veins setting his heart on fire.
He thrived on this feeling the younger one gave him…
“Are you alright?”
…
“Hey I’m talking to you!”
His eyes shoot open as the voice breaks, and the shove of an elbow into his side broke into this mind, heart beating wildly.
“Yes Shal?”
“It’s your turn.” Shalimar grins proudly at the fact that she had caught him. As she eyes the object of the older man’s affection, she notices that he is a little more than out of it. If she didn‘t know any better she would say that he was part feral, the look in his eyes and his semi trance that she had caught him in said it all. He had it bad. Real bad.
“You know you could just tell him.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” he says walking off towards the lab to endure another hour and a half of scans. Shaking his head at the mere suggestion, there was no way in hell Brennan Mulwray would ever admit out loud that he wanted Jesse Kilmartin.
Badly.
I've decided to the first two part's and try and re-write it into what I originally intended it to be. Maybe get it out of my system.
Hopefully.
Everything in the older man’s demeanor read that he wanted him as much as the girls had loved their shopping sprees. From the cocky know it all way he carried himself around the younger one. To the casual touches caused merely passing by him to the late night wet dreams the other man stared in.
It was beginning to become a habit watching him sit day after day in front of that dam computer. Streams of data flying across the monitor in endless strings of codes, enthralled in something other than human race. Which for the most part was fine with him, the older man would have his fill watching his slender fingers glide across the keys in one swift motion down loading the unknown data. His eyes grew darker with all the longing of an animal that had gone into heat, as the younger one bit his lip in concentration. Staring immensely as that pink tongue slid out of his mouth soothing the bite mark he’d created.
He would watch the young man from a far, wanting to yank the blond from his chair and into his own arms. Hold him tightly against his own body until the he could practically taste the heat radiating off the young blond, press his lips against those perfectly soft ones, plunge his own tongue deep into the warm caverns of his mouth. Let his hands explore that hot compact body. The older man felt his blood heat up and race through his veins setting his heart on fire.
He thrived on this feeling the younger one gave him…
“Are you alright?”
…
“Hey I’m talking to you!”
His eyes shoot open as the voice breaks, and the shove of an elbow into his side broke into this mind, heart beating wildly.
“Yes Shal?”
“It’s your turn.” Shalimar grins proudly at the fact that she had caught him. As she eyes the object of the older man’s affection, she notices that he is a little more than out of it. If she didn‘t know any better she would say that he was part feral, the look in his eyes and his semi trance that she had caught him in said it all. He had it bad. Real bad.
“You know you could just tell him.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” he says walking off towards the lab to endure another hour and a half of scans. Shaking his head at the mere suggestion, there was no way in hell Brennan Mulwray would ever admit out loud that he wanted Jesse Kilmartin.
Badly.