Summary: Ian gets his revenge on Richard. Ha ha!
Warnings: Rated T for implied sexual themes and slash (male x male).
Disclaimer: I'm getting really tired of writing these. Don't own the masterpiece that is Jurassic Park. May potentially marry Ian Malcolm, though.
Heh. Enjoy
Don't Touch It
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"Don't touch it!" Richard begged pitifully.
Ian raised an eyebrow and moved his hand closer.
"Stop it, Ian! Please!"
"Why should I?"
"Because I-"
He touched it. For the love of all things good, he touched it. Richard dug his finger nails into the other man's sides and shouted out, "Ah! Ian!"
Ian ran his hand up and down with a teasing smirk, enjoying Richard's helplessness as he shuddered and curled his toes.
"You want me to stop?" Ian asked tauntingly.
"Yes!" Richard moaned, coming undone.
"You know you deserve it," he justified, pinning Richard's hands with his own unoccupied one, "Would you rather me use my tongue?"
"NO!" he shouted, "Alright, alright! I'm sorry I made you sleep on the couch! Please just stop! I'll do anything!" Richard whined.
"Anything?"
He shut his eyes and nodded. Ian pondered for a painfully long second.
"...Nah, I'd rather touch it," Ian stroked slowly. Richard threw his head back and moaned in protest, "Iiiiian!"
Ian's lips twisted into a mischievous smirk and he used both hands, taking pleasure in Richard's writhing. He would stop when the younger man succumbed to him.
"I hah... I really hate you," Richard bit, hardly enough force behind the insult.
"Do you, now?" Ian held his composure. He traced his long fingers up and down and up and down, over and over again at an achingly slow pace.
Richard lost it and began to whimper incoherently. "I-Ian, ssstopit..." he clenched at Ian's shoulders weakly.
"But it's just so hard..." Was he trying to drive the man insane!? Ian noted Richard's lidded eyes and ragged breathing, and reveled in the complete control he had.
With a final (rather high pitched) cry, Richard collapsed into the other man's frame.
A satisfied smile spread across Ian's face and he withdrew his hand, eliciting a sigh of relief from Richard.
When he regained his flawless composure, Richard pointed out dejectedly, "That punishment was cruel and unusual. I could have you arrested for violating the 8th."
Ian sighed, "All I did was touch the stupid display case. You always get so worked up about them."
"Clean off the finger prints. Now."
Ian rolled his eyes, but got some window cleaner nevertheless. It was the least he could do for his boyfriend whom he'd just tortured and who probably wouldn't speak to him for a week. It may have been cruel, but it was entertaining.
"I love you Richard," Ian said with a dazzling smile.
The younger man simply snapped his fingers and pointed to the glass. He looked quite unamused.
Ian rolled his eyes and grinned to himself.
Richard Levine and his display cases...
A/N: Ha! Hahaha! Aaah, I enjoyed writing that. I thought about rewriting it for some different characters, but I didn't think it would fit. So I'll just be content with having no one read it.
Because IF you like Jurassic Park, you probably haven't read the books. And IF you read the books, you probably don't like slash. And IF you like slash, you probably don't like Richard x Ian.
As you can see, this limits my audience…
Ah well. I enjoyed it.
If you read it, I would appreciate a comment, even if it only says you looked at it.
Have a wonderful day!
