AN: I am having a major writer's block for my other two stories right now, so I decided to waste time with this one shot xD
Alan slumped against the wall as soon as he closed the door to his apartment. It wasn't like him to tire out so easily, even from an overtime shift without Eric. It wasn't that he was getting old or rusty, his life was eternal and his skills were average. In the beginning, his illness had been something that depressed him just by thinking about it, but in this moment it was a huge annoyance. Alan detested feeling so fatigued, he frowned knowing that he was wrinkling his suit as he lay slumped. He let out a determined grunt as he pushed himself off the floor towards his very minuscule kitchen. He needed coffee, immediately. He pulled out one of his favorite mugs, one with a chip in the handle. He brought his fingers over the crack, silently cursing Eric for dropping it all those months ago. He couldn't help but bring an amused smile to his face as he set the mug on the granite counter top. The coffee maker beeped loudly, shattering his memory. He poured the dark liquid into the mug, inhaling the strong scent. For once in his life, Alan did not add any milk or sugar. He took a gulp of the liquid, grimacing at the overbearing taste of black coffee. He glanced down at the cup disgusted, not noticing the sound of a key sliding into the front door's lock. The clatter of a saw on the wooden floor snapped him out of his thoughts. He frowned towards the door as he poured the offending cup of coffee down the sink.
"I told you not to do that in my apartment, you'll scratch up the floors," Alan's scolding was met with immature muttering in response. Alan rolled his eyes as Eric Slingby came into view, shrugging off his coat.
"Oh, don't worry so much. Besides, with the amount of nights I spend here, this may as well be my apartment too," he smirked as he licked his upper lip slowly. Alan had recently gained the control to not blush at Eric's suggestive remarks after all their…experiences. Still, he couldn't help but avert his eyes as his lips formed into a pout. The taller man's chuckle from across the room brought his eyes back up, then immediately back towards the sink when he realized the other had stripped to just their pants. Alan scrubbed meticulously at the already spotless mug, using more soap than necessary. He hadn't even bothered to roll up his white sleeves, which were now drenched with water. Eric smirked at the display, sauntering up to the shorter reaper slowly until he was right behind him. Alan immediately stopped scrubbing, leaving only the running water to echo through the apartment. Eric's smirk only grew wider as he licked Alan's earlobe lewdly. Alan released a slow, stuttering breath as Eric began to kiss the side of his face, slowly making his way towards his neck. A low moan ghosted through his lips as Eric bit down on his sensitive flesh. Eric kissed the bite mark gently, bringing his lips back up to Alan's ear.
"You seem tense Alan, let me help you with that," Eric whispered, causing a shutter to ripple through Alan's body. Finally regaining his senses, he quickly switched off the water and turned to face his partner, crashing their lips together sloppily. The other responded all too enthusiastically, pushing his tongue inside Alan's mouth to explore the delicious cavern. The loud smacking could be heard throughout the apartment, moans and grunts joining in on the chorus. Alan felt the saliva drip down his chin as he wrestled with Eric's versatile tongue, only pausing to roughly bite down on Eric's lower lip, earning him a moan every time. Eric opened his eyes halfway to gaze at Alan. The shorter's light green eyes were hidden behind his eyelids as Alan became lost in the pleasure of the kiss. Eric's eyes clouded over with such intense lust for the man in his caress, changing into a dark green. Alan's cheeks were now fully flushed, his hands clutching desperately at Eric's now very wrinkled shirt. Despite his reluctance, Eric pushed Alan away gently because….damn, he needed to touch him. Eric grabbed at the other's shirt fiercely, not caring that his love would surely nag him about tearing out the buttons in the morning. Alan didn't seem to mind at that very moment though, allowing his shirt to be thrown unceremoniously across the room. As soon as the shirt was off, Eric's mouth was traveling up and down Alan's abdomen, stopping occasionally to suck at a particular spot. The moans and whimpers coming from Alan's mouth only made Eric more bold and needy. He dragged his tongue all the way up to his neck, stopping to leave a good sized mark that would surely need to be covered with a collared shirt for work in the morning. Eric stopped to press his ear against Alan's heart. Even with the Thorns approaching the fragile organ, Alan's heart was beating erratically and strongly. Eric couldn't help but be smug, knowing that he was the cause of the loud pounding. Alan's breath came out hot and shaky, desperately pleading to be touched and kissed more. Eric's breath didn't come out any less calmly, it sent shivers through Alan as he felt it against his body. Both their lungs were burning, and it was only the first stage in what would surely be a long night. Eric stopped momentarily to catch his breath, making Alan release a high whine that went straight to Eric's cock. He really couldn't take it anymore. Alan's moan caught in his throat as he was picked up in his partner's strong arms. Eric lost no time in dropping Alan onto the futon, realizing that there was no way he was going to make it to the bedroom. Alan brought his lips to Eric's chest, teeth skimming over a nipple, emitting a gasp from Eric.
"Fuck, you're amazing," Eric dragged out as he allowed his chest to be abused. He felt Alan smile against his skin, obviously very content with how things were going. He sucked on the nipple until it stood up completely for him, then moved to give equal treatment to the other. Letting out a rough growl, Eric grabbed Alan's wrists and pinned him down.
"Oh, you're going to pay now. I'll make you scream so loud that you'll wake up with a sore throat in the morning, you brought it on yourself," Eric smirked as he wrapped his mouth around a nipple playfully. The man underneath him arched sharply, whimpering slightly at the feeling. Eric sat up momentarily to gaze at how the beads of sweat glistened on Alan's body, his hands and eyes roaming over the strong chest. He tugged at the waistband of Alan's work pants, enjoying the pleading look in his partner's eyes. He undid the belt at an almost unbearable pace for Alan, who began to squirm deliciously underneath the other. After disposing of the belt, Eric dragged Alan's pants away, discarding them who knows where. Before Alan could reach down to yank off his boxers, Eric grabbed his hands in a vice grip, shaking his head as if scolding a small child.
"Sorry, but I'm not through with your upper half quite yet," Eric smirked when a look of pure annoyance washed over Alan's face. Eric pulled him into another chaste kiss before attacking Alan's chest with his hands once more. He flicked at the other nipple, perhaps deciding it's punishment. After contemplating on it for a few more seconds, it was as if a light bulb went off in his head. He brought his index and middle finger in front of Alan's mouth, giving silent orders. Alan grabbed hold of his hand, pulling the digits into his mouth and sucking violently. Eric couldn't help but groan at the sight, restraining himself was getting to be very difficult. He pulled his fingers away and began to circle and tweak the nipple roughly, drawing out silent screams from Alan's swollen mouth. Eric gave another lap down the man's body before his head was pulled up to meet the other's gorgeous gaze. That was all it took.
"Shit," Eric growled as he practically tore off Alan's boxers, licking his lips at the fully exposed beauty before him. He stood up quickly, removing his trousers and boxers. He lay back on the bed, hovering over Alan, breath coming out in harsh pants. Alan arched up to rub himself on Eric, both of them moaning and gasping at the wonderful friction it caused. Eric wanted nothing more in life than to hear Alan scream uncontrollably, so he grabbed Alan's hips harshly and pinned them down. Eric brought his head down, slowly beginning to lick Alan's inner thighs as his partner dug his hands into his hair. He was begging for it, he needed Eric so much. Finally, Eric engulfed him.
"Eric!" Alan attempted to buck his hips, but was firmly pinned. He squirmed erratically as Eric brought him into his mouth repeatedly, crying out Eric's name louder and louder each time. As Eric worked the tip, his hands roamed over Alan's shaft, enjoying the responses he was getting. Alan's breathing started to rise in speed, telling Eric that it was time to annoy his lover further. Right as Alan began to buck ferociously, Eric pulled away. Alan cried out in obvious disapproval.
"Eric, what the hell! Please!" Alan said as he grabbed Eric's erection in his hand. Eric stifled a sigh at the familiar touch, but recovered with his usual smirk.
"Please what?" A long pause.
"Are you serious? You know exactly what," Alan practically whined as he began to pump. Eric winced in pleasure, trying his best to keep his voice from showing his want.
"I d-don't know what you mean," he responded, cursing himself for the stutter. He saw Alan's lips curl up into an all too familiar smile. He knew he was in for it.
"Well then, maybe I'll just have to make you say it first," he crashed their lips together, their teeth emitting a soft clank on impact. Alan's hand began to pump frantically, knowing Eric's stubbornness wouldn't last long under his ministrations. His hand was soon replaced by his mouth, causing Eric to buck against his will. Alan smirked as he worked Eric towards the edge, slowing down as time went on before pulling away completely. When he rose, he was met with a glare. He couldn't help but laugh lightly at the turn of events.
"Not so much fun, is it?" Alan sang. Lost in his smugness, he was taken completely off guard as he was lifted by the hips, and slammed onto Eric. The sensation of being filled would always make him feel incredible, no matter how many times it happened. Both men moaned loudly, taking in the feeling of each other's bodies. It was Eric who began to move first, trying to find an appropriate tempo. Soon, Alan joined, bouncing on top of Eric harshly. Both were going at top speed, the sound of skin hitting skin echoing through the room. Their screams, which were no longer held back, were deafening as they bucked harder and harder. In his last moments, Alan broke away from the rhythm they had set, bringing himself down frantically. His release felt amazing, and intensified a thousand times as Eric came inside him, filling him up while crying out his name one last time. They both collapsed, totally spent. They merely kissed and caressed each other as their breathing slowed, both completely content in each other's arms.
"I know it's cliched Alan, and I know that I say it every time, but I love you."
"I love you too Eric." Alan wrapped them in the futon's quilt, ready to drift away. A chuckle caught his attention.
"You know, we sure know how to spend our free time."
"I wouldn't spend it any other way." And with that, both waited to be claimed by sleep together.
AN: Yeah, really sappy but I can't help it. I love these two, they are wonderful. Sigh, now back to my chapter fics xD
