So everybody knows:
This is my first erotic fan fiction ever.
I do not own Psych. That is the property of USA.
There is Shawn/Gus and it gets...steamy.
The first 3 paragraphs are word for word dialogue from the episode 9 Lives then it changes.
The Closet
"Dude, what the hell was that?" asked Shawn as he walked into the closet he and Gus were currently 'renting' as their Dial-a-Psychic business front.
"Was he trying to help me? Cause I feel really creeped out right now," replied Gus. He had just called a stress hotline so they could find more out about this guy named Rory, only to find out the man was totally psychotic. "He's nuts Shawn, and worst of all, he actually made some good points. I mean, pharmaceutical sales? Not sexy. You are my only nonwork friend? There's gotta be something wrong with that. He's right. I gotta start taking some more risks."
"Does that mean we can go cliff-diving?" asked Shawn with his big toothy grin.
"No Shawn, I'm serious." With that, Gus grabbed Shawn and threw him up against the wall and forcefully kissed him on the lips.
"Whoa Gus! Not cool man! What are you doing?" screamed Shawn, a little freaked out.
"I'm taking risks Shawn."
"Dude, I don't think this is what he—"before he could finish his sentence, his lips were covered again by those of Gus'. He ran his tongue along Shawn's bottom lip, asking for entry, as his hand ran up under his best friend's shirt. Finally succumbing to the new pleasure, Shawn opened his mouth, letting out a soft moan. Gus used this moment to force his tongue into Shawn's mouth.
Shawn blushed and let out another moan as Gus ran his hand up and down his side, stopping to tweak one of his nipples. Gus began placing kisses along his jaw line and down his neck to his collar bone, stopping to nibble at it playfully. Lifting up his shirt he began to run his tongue down Shawn's stomach, effectively producing moans from his partner, and stopping just above his pants line where he saw an extremely noticeable bulge.
Gus smiled as an extremely evil thought crossed his mind. Slowly he unzipped Shawn's pants, allowing them to fall to the floor, along with his underwear. He began running his tongue up Shawn's sensitive organ, stopping to play with the tip before taking him fully into his mouth. Shawn let out a loud gasp, thrusting himself further into Gus. Gus grabbed his friend's hips, moving his head rhythmically up and down in time with Shawn's uncontrollably bucking hips. With a final loud, shuddering moan, Shawn released and collapsed to the floor. Gus only looked up at him and smiled, wiping his mouth.
"For the record," said Shawn, "Pharmaceutical sales—dead sexy."