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My deareset J,
I finally finsihed your present! I hope you enjoy it! Feel free to link to your LJ since it was written for you! :)
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Disclaimer: I neither know nor own Gale or Randy. Nor any of the other peoples. This is NOT real. It is fiction based on an overactive imagination and lots of QAF viewing. None of the events in this story have happened. Thank you for your time!
Title: Caffeine Rush
Author:freakykat
Pairing: Gale/Randy
Rating: hard R/mild NC-17
Series/Sequel: Possibly will have a prequel.
Summary: Everyone needs a little pick me up in the morning.
Warnings: m/m sex, if you don't like that kind of thing, away with you. If you do, enjoy! Lots of pretty… kinda funny, a little sap.
Author's Notes: I wrote this for the wonderfulplumduff‘s birthday…which was like a month and a half ago LOL. Sorry it took so long hon. It takes place in the present and I was originally trying to write the first part that kind of explains it all but decided this was more fun LOL! Enjoy and feedback appreciated!
Caffeine Rush
This was ridiculous. He knew it even as he tiptoed into the other room, glancing around for any sign of life. Grabbing the spare keys on the breakfast island, he ran for the door.
Almost there, he thought as his hand touched the handle.
“Where are you going?”
Shit.
Gale turned, smiling as he did. “Coffee.”
“There’s coffee in the kitchen.” Cup held in a hand was raised in example.
“That’s not real coffee.”
“What?” One eyebrow rose over a crystal blue eye.
“Does it have the Starbucks insignia? Come in a thick paper cup that almost burns your hand? Is it hot enough to scald your tongue?”
“No but --”
“See. Not real coffee.”
“I’m sure Michael would be happy to go get you something from--”
“Rands.”
“What?”
“I need some fresh air. To walk out in the sun. With the other real life people.” He walked over to his -- what the hell exactly were they? Grabbing Randy’s shoulders gently, he leaned over, placing a kiss softly on his lips, tasting the coffee flavor. “We can’t hide forever, you know.”
“They’re out there, Gale.”
Okaaay. “Um…who are?”
“You know, *them*. They know I’m here at the theater, so they’re all over town.”
“You mean your fans.”
“If that’s what you want to call them.”
Gale laughed. “That’s what they are.”
“They’re nuts, Gale.”
More laughter.
“They are.”
“Not all of them.”
“And scary. They’re scary.”
“They are not *all* like that.”
“Oh that’s rich. Coming from Mr. ‘I’m being chased down the mall, please hide me!‘ Harold.”
“……”
“Yeah. That’s what I thought.” Randy pulled at Gale’s sleeve gently, smiling in return at his frustrated glare.
Deep sigh. “I need the caffeine. You’re sapping all my energy.” He saw the twinkle in Randy’s eyes and pre-empted what he knew was coming. “You make one remark about my age and I swear to you…” Randy dropped one kiss on his chin, nipping it gently.
“You’ll what?”
Gale swallowed, hands automatically falling on Randy’s waist, one hand circling to his back, pushing him closer. Another kiss fell on his neck, teeth scraping, and he groaned. Randy smiled against his skin. “What were you saying?”
He was being distracted. Gale was aware of the tactic. He shivered when hot breath moistened the sensitive skin under his ear. “Hmmm.” Mush. He sucked in a breath when teeth pulled gently on his lobe. Goddamn it. Randy was turning his brain into mush. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing, Harrison.”
Laughter in Gale’s ear, hands running under shirt and over warm skin. “I’m just having *my* morning jolt.” Tongue licking taste from his shoulder, nose nuzzling gently against his neck. Randy gasped suddenly when Gale’s hand snaked inside his pants and grasped his hard cock tightly. The other hand at his back pushed him closer, their bodies only a breath apart, and Randy mumbled a curse into Gale’s shoulder. “Oh god…that…Gale…” He leaned into the slow pumping, hips undulating in time. Gale’s hands…Gale‘s mouth…Gale’s eyes… It only took one look to make desire pool and swirl in and around him.
He felt Gale’s lips brush his jaw, down his chin and stop at his neck, alternating between licking and sucking. Randy’s head fell back, allowing for more access. The heat inside him building, climbing…he gave in to the sensations of calloused, talented fingers stroking his shaft, halting and starting…slow and steady….
Gale nipped skin, dropping soft kisses to soothe the pricks of pain, and shifted his legs, bringing one between Randy’s legs, adding to the pressure. His hand burned from heat and he breathed in Randy’s scent. He could see Randy, eyes half-closed, mouth open, lips glistening and he ached….
This man made him ache and want and love.
He increased his pumping, thumb sweeping over the slit to catch the pre-cum, and his lips found Randy‘s, parting them gently. He licked and suckled, enjoying the random unintelligible words that left Randy lips. They whispered against his own. “Gale…”
It was his undoing, always. That voice, that need…his name on Randy’s lips. He opened his mouth, tongues dueling, tasting… It was conquering…claiming…
It unfurled inside him, clawing through and Gale let go, mouth crashing into Randy’s repeatedly. They swallowed for air, unwilling to stop. He had no idea how, but they had ended up against the wall. Randy’s leg crept up to hook over his thigh, giving him better access and Gale growled, hand at Randy’s back sliding down to cup his ass, pushing Randy further into him.
Their mingled groans hung mid-air and Gale pumped harder, faster…
Lips and teeth and mouths mashed and bruised…moans and breaths becoming entwined between them…
Randy pulled back, blue eyes searching his, dark with the coming release…It vibrated through skin…Randy’s breaths shortened…gasps mixed with his name…and it drove Gale….made him want to be inside, deep and hard. He leaned his forehead against Randy’s.
“Jesus, Rands…“ The speed was fast and sure, jerky and needy, and Randy met every pull with his own push.
Gale fell back into the wall, steadying them both. Randy’s hands clutched his head, and Gale ignored his own need, straining against its confines. He sensed Randy’s release, felt it tremble through his arms and skin. Let out a groan when the scorching heat spilled over his hand and fought back another as Randy’s body spasmed, leaning against his for support. He rained kisses where he could reach of Randy’s face, tasting sweat and skin and heat…Randy.
They stood wrapped in each other for several moments, neither able to speak. The only sound was the sound of their harsh breaths. Randy’s voice squeaked out from where his head lay against Gale’s heaving chest.
“What exactly was that?”
The mumbled question made Gale grin. Leaning back, he looked down at the top of Randy’s head. “You wouldn‘t let me get coffee, remember?” He placed a kiss on the silky hair. “I needed some kind of stimulant this morning.”
“In the living room?”
“I would have done it in the kitchen if you wanted.”
He felt a swat on his shoulder but Randy made no other indication he was going to move from where they stood, Gale’s hand still down his pants. “We’re lucky Michael didn’t walk in.”
“I doubt it would have shocked him after the bathroom incident.”
Randy groaned, face hiding in Gale’s chest. “Oh god. I forgot about the bathroom.”
“You forgot?”
Randy chuckled, head leaning back to stare at Gale’s face. “Okay. Blocked it then.” His features turned serious. “We need to remember we’re guests here. We can’t keep christening every room in Michael’s house. “
Gale’s eyebrow rose. “If you recall, I had every intention of spending a sexual escapade-free morning outside. “ His mouth twitched in amusement. “Having some coffee.”
Randy rolled his eyes. “So I was, what? A substitute for caffeine rush?”
Gale released Randy’s now soft cock gently. His hand still wet and sticky, it slid around Randy’s waist, leaving a trail of cum on its way, locking him in when it joined the other hand. “You’re better.” He leaned down, lips meeting Randy’s in a quick kiss. “There’s nothing like a Randy rush in the morning.” He let a laugh escape at the look on Randy’s face, but it dissolved into a groan when Randy’s hand massaged his still hard cock through denim.
“I think I need my daily dose of protein, Gale.”
“Do you now?”
“Doctor’s orders.”
Gale grinned against Randy’s mouth, letting him guide them into the bedroom.
“Well, as long as it’s sanctioned by a health professional…”
“Gale.”
“What?”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
Yep…better than caffeine…
I finally finsihed your present! I hope you enjoy it! Feel free to link to your LJ since it was written for you! :)
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furribootsDisclaimer: I neither know nor own Gale or Randy. Nor any of the other peoples. This is NOT real. It is fiction based on an overactive imagination and lots of QAF viewing. None of the events in this story have happened. Thank you for your time!
Title: Caffeine Rush
Author:
freakykatPairing: Gale/Randy
Rating: hard R/mild NC-17
Series/Sequel: Possibly will have a prequel.
Summary: Everyone needs a little pick me up in the morning.
Warnings: m/m sex, if you don't like that kind of thing, away with you. If you do, enjoy! Lots of pretty… kinda funny, a little sap.
Author's Notes: I wrote this for the wonderful
plumduff‘s birthday…which was like a month and a half ago LOL. Sorry it took so long hon. It takes place in the present and I was originally trying to write the first part that kind of explains it all but decided this was more fun LOL! Enjoy and feedback appreciated!Caffeine Rush
This was ridiculous. He knew it even as he tiptoed into the other room, glancing around for any sign of life. Grabbing the spare keys on the breakfast island, he ran for the door.
Almost there, he thought as his hand touched the handle.
“Where are you going?”
Shit.
Gale turned, smiling as he did. “Coffee.”
“There’s coffee in the kitchen.” Cup held in a hand was raised in example.
“That’s not real coffee.”
“What?” One eyebrow rose over a crystal blue eye.
“Does it have the Starbucks insignia? Come in a thick paper cup that almost burns your hand? Is it hot enough to scald your tongue?”
“No but --”
“See. Not real coffee.”
“I’m sure Michael would be happy to go get you something from--”
“Rands.”
“What?”
“I need some fresh air. To walk out in the sun. With the other real life people.” He walked over to his -- what the hell exactly were they? Grabbing Randy’s shoulders gently, he leaned over, placing a kiss softly on his lips, tasting the coffee flavor. “We can’t hide forever, you know.”
“They’re out there, Gale.”
Okaaay. “Um…who are?”
“You know, *them*. They know I’m here at the theater, so they’re all over town.”
“You mean your fans.”
“If that’s what you want to call them.”
Gale laughed. “That’s what they are.”
“They’re nuts, Gale.”
More laughter.
“They are.”
“Not all of them.”
“And scary. They’re scary.”
“They are not *all* like that.”
“Oh that’s rich. Coming from Mr. ‘I’m being chased down the mall, please hide me!‘ Harold.”
“……”
“Yeah. That’s what I thought.” Randy pulled at Gale’s sleeve gently, smiling in return at his frustrated glare.
Deep sigh. “I need the caffeine. You’re sapping all my energy.” He saw the twinkle in Randy’s eyes and pre-empted what he knew was coming. “You make one remark about my age and I swear to you…” Randy dropped one kiss on his chin, nipping it gently.
“You’ll what?”
Gale swallowed, hands automatically falling on Randy’s waist, one hand circling to his back, pushing him closer. Another kiss fell on his neck, teeth scraping, and he groaned. Randy smiled against his skin. “What were you saying?”
He was being distracted. Gale was aware of the tactic. He shivered when hot breath moistened the sensitive skin under his ear. “Hmmm.” Mush. He sucked in a breath when teeth pulled gently on his lobe. Goddamn it. Randy was turning his brain into mush. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing, Harrison.”
Laughter in Gale’s ear, hands running under shirt and over warm skin. “I’m just having *my* morning jolt.” Tongue licking taste from his shoulder, nose nuzzling gently against his neck. Randy gasped suddenly when Gale’s hand snaked inside his pants and grasped his hard cock tightly. The other hand at his back pushed him closer, their bodies only a breath apart, and Randy mumbled a curse into Gale’s shoulder. “Oh god…that…Gale…” He leaned into the slow pumping, hips undulating in time. Gale’s hands…Gale‘s mouth…Gale’s eyes… It only took one look to make desire pool and swirl in and around him.
He felt Gale’s lips brush his jaw, down his chin and stop at his neck, alternating between licking and sucking. Randy’s head fell back, allowing for more access. The heat inside him building, climbing…he gave in to the sensations of calloused, talented fingers stroking his shaft, halting and starting…slow and steady….
Gale nipped skin, dropping soft kisses to soothe the pricks of pain, and shifted his legs, bringing one between Randy’s legs, adding to the pressure. His hand burned from heat and he breathed in Randy’s scent. He could see Randy, eyes half-closed, mouth open, lips glistening and he ached….
This man made him ache and want and love.
He increased his pumping, thumb sweeping over the slit to catch the pre-cum, and his lips found Randy‘s, parting them gently. He licked and suckled, enjoying the random unintelligible words that left Randy lips. They whispered against his own. “Gale…”
It was his undoing, always. That voice, that need…his name on Randy’s lips. He opened his mouth, tongues dueling, tasting… It was conquering…claiming…
It unfurled inside him, clawing through and Gale let go, mouth crashing into Randy’s repeatedly. They swallowed for air, unwilling to stop. He had no idea how, but they had ended up against the wall. Randy’s leg crept up to hook over his thigh, giving him better access and Gale growled, hand at Randy’s back sliding down to cup his ass, pushing Randy further into him.
Their mingled groans hung mid-air and Gale pumped harder, faster…
Lips and teeth and mouths mashed and bruised…moans and breaths becoming entwined between them…
Randy pulled back, blue eyes searching his, dark with the coming release…It vibrated through skin…Randy’s breaths shortened…gasps mixed with his name…and it drove Gale….made him want to be inside, deep and hard. He leaned his forehead against Randy’s.
“Jesus, Rands…“ The speed was fast and sure, jerky and needy, and Randy met every pull with his own push.
Gale fell back into the wall, steadying them both. Randy’s hands clutched his head, and Gale ignored his own need, straining against its confines. He sensed Randy’s release, felt it tremble through his arms and skin. Let out a groan when the scorching heat spilled over his hand and fought back another as Randy’s body spasmed, leaning against his for support. He rained kisses where he could reach of Randy’s face, tasting sweat and skin and heat…Randy.
They stood wrapped in each other for several moments, neither able to speak. The only sound was the sound of their harsh breaths. Randy’s voice squeaked out from where his head lay against Gale’s heaving chest.
“What exactly was that?”
The mumbled question made Gale grin. Leaning back, he looked down at the top of Randy’s head. “You wouldn‘t let me get coffee, remember?” He placed a kiss on the silky hair. “I needed some kind of stimulant this morning.”
“In the living room?”
“I would have done it in the kitchen if you wanted.”
He felt a swat on his shoulder but Randy made no other indication he was going to move from where they stood, Gale’s hand still down his pants. “We’re lucky Michael didn’t walk in.”
“I doubt it would have shocked him after the bathroom incident.”
Randy groaned, face hiding in Gale’s chest. “Oh god. I forgot about the bathroom.”
“You forgot?”
Randy chuckled, head leaning back to stare at Gale’s face. “Okay. Blocked it then.” His features turned serious. “We need to remember we’re guests here. We can’t keep christening every room in Michael’s house. “
Gale’s eyebrow rose. “If you recall, I had every intention of spending a sexual escapade-free morning outside. “ His mouth twitched in amusement. “Having some coffee.”
Randy rolled his eyes. “So I was, what? A substitute for caffeine rush?”
Gale released Randy’s now soft cock gently. His hand still wet and sticky, it slid around Randy’s waist, leaving a trail of cum on its way, locking him in when it joined the other hand. “You’re better.” He leaned down, lips meeting Randy’s in a quick kiss. “There’s nothing like a Randy rush in the morning.” He let a laugh escape at the look on Randy’s face, but it dissolved into a groan when Randy’s hand massaged his still hard cock through denim.
“I think I need my daily dose of protein, Gale.”
“Do you now?”
“Doctor’s orders.”
Gale grinned against Randy’s mouth, letting him guide them into the bedroom.
“Well, as long as it’s sanctioned by a health professional…”
“Gale.”
“What?”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
Yep…better than caffeine…
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THANK YOU. THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
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YAY! You found it here! I didn't post it at
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Delightfully cute and hot. I say again, an instant classic!!
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She is the I-ching!
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I think it's cute enough so I'll let the classic thing slide.
Joys? I think you mean horrors and inconvience lol. You forget me getting you up at an ungodly hour just to have you beta Takes Me High? Yeah...lol...
I'm happy it helped your headache though and that you liked it.
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Hugs,
Arlad
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Gale and Randy are fun when they play together...just like their counterparts lol.
Hugs back!
Thank you for the lovely comment.
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I saw that you have a new chapter up of NOW...is it painful? I'm trying to decide whether to read it all at one time or per chapter. I came into FF late so it was like reading it all in one fell swoop almost. Decisions, decisions...
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Pain feeds your art.
It's not bloody, but it does get into some of why Justin left.
I'm actually working on more soon as well as a new shortie series called Painting Lessons. I needed a break from Noir/TG for just a bit.
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Pain feeds your art.
*sigh* So sadly true...
I'm actually working on more soon as well as a new shortie series called Painting Lessons. I needed a break from Noir/TG for just a bit.
Ooooooh...that sounds promising. Is it more lighthearted?
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It's post 513, very short series. Through a friendship with one of Justin's art teachers, Brian learns some things about art and Justin and life. It's a short reunion piece. Furri just made me a banner for it and it's beautiful.
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Apparently I'm very excited about this lol....
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Looking forward to it! :)
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...and you have turned my brain into mush too. Dearest Kat, I don't know what I ever did to deserve this but I am almost lost for words. Thank you with all my heart for this wonderful gift of words. I wanted to climb into the computer and hug them both for making me so happy, but I was scared of interrupting anything!
Oh, and I loved the nip on the chin - they do that so well!
....and there's nothing like a Gale and Randy rush any time of day.
Thank you my love. *hugs* xxx
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Gale and Randy rush...we should start a club or something lol.
Thank you!
*hugs*
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thank you.
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I loved this a lot!
So sweet and hot. And yeah, shut up Gale, just kiss Randypants!
I'm supposed to be writing... hehehehe
*Dops
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Thank you!
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And Marie Digby [current music] is FTW!
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AND I HEART MARIE SO!
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Me tooo. You have awesome taste in music.
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Thanks!
Writing is my heart but music is my soul.
TRUFAX!
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Sammmme. I think I would die without music [and my cell phone].
=D
I like. . . always reply even when it's not necessary, so if that annoys you, you can tell me. I only say it because it bothered someone once and some random person commented on some post of mine to tell me and I'm weird and it's bothered me ever since, so yeah.
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Great story!
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Thank you!