I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BAAAAAAAAALL
Sep. 24th, 2013 02:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snooIt's 2:12am lets post something heyo
HEYO
I HAVE THE BADGER BADGER BADGER SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD THIS DOES NOT COUNT AS REAL FIC AT ALL
It only takes one glance at the glowing clock on the nightstand to tell Jon it's still buttfuck early when he cracks open his eyes, and thus concur that it's still bedtime, but the warm, strong hands sliding up his sides stop him from falling back asleep completely. He mumbles something mostly incoherent at Arin, willing that he would understand it as meaning 'it's still buttfuck early let's go back to sleep', but apparently that flies over Arin's head because the hands that have landed at Jon's shoulders are replaced with a soft mouth and scratchy stubble. Arin presses kisses all over the skin of Jon's neck and he sighs sort of involuntarily. Of course, Arin takes this as encouragement and soon Jon feels him nipping lightly at his earlobe and just when he's about to tell him that he's actually fucking serious, go the fuck back to sleep, Arin starts speaking.
Suddenly Jon is very awake and Arin is mumbling nonsense in his ear, occasionally muttering something that Jon can make out, like "Mmm, hair smells like shampoo-", his voice low and scratchy and fucking delicious. Jon turns his head to catch Arin's mouth up in a kiss--mostly so that he could stop that before he had to move on to drastic measures like rolling Arin on his back to get a mouthful of his cock.
It's still too fucking early.
HEYO
I HAVE THE BADGER BADGER BADGER SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD THIS DOES NOT COUNT AS REAL FIC AT ALL
It only takes one glance at the glowing clock on the nightstand to tell Jon it's still buttfuck early when he cracks open his eyes, and thus concur that it's still bedtime, but the warm, strong hands sliding up his sides stop him from falling back asleep completely. He mumbles something mostly incoherent at Arin, willing that he would understand it as meaning 'it's still buttfuck early let's go back to sleep', but apparently that flies over Arin's head because the hands that have landed at Jon's shoulders are replaced with a soft mouth and scratchy stubble. Arin presses kisses all over the skin of Jon's neck and he sighs sort of involuntarily. Of course, Arin takes this as encouragement and soon Jon feels him nipping lightly at his earlobe and just when he's about to tell him that he's actually fucking serious, go the fuck back to sleep, Arin starts speaking.
Suddenly Jon is very awake and Arin is mumbling nonsense in his ear, occasionally muttering something that Jon can make out, like "Mmm, hair smells like shampoo-", his voice low and scratchy and fucking delicious. Jon turns his head to catch Arin's mouth up in a kiss--mostly so that he could stop that before he had to move on to drastic measures like rolling Arin on his back to get a mouthful of his cock.
It's still too fucking early.