"How many times can I say 'I love you' on television before they all catch on?"
Rating: M for occasionally implied sex? Okay fine, it's less than implied.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any rights to The Daily Show with Jon Stewart or The Colbert Report.
Summary: A series of drabbles about the torrid on-screen and off-screen love affair of Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert. Jon/Stephen Jon/"Stephen" Jon/Tracey Jon/Evelyn Stephen/Evelyn. Stephen/well...everybody Slash/infidelity
Author's Notes: Thought I would write some drabbles to pull me out of my funk. Right now Jon and Stephen are my OTP so I thought this would be fun and easy. Enjoy and remember to review. Those things keep me alive. Also to understand this fic completely you'll need to at least have seen a trailer for "Strangers with Candy."
"Faggot." Stephen muttered under his breath nearly incoherently.
"What did you say?" Jon grunted pushing himself down on his lover's cock once more.
"What did you hear me say?" the brunette raised his eyebrow, smirking.
"I'd rather not repeat it." Jon mused happily nearing orgasm.
"Then I guess you'll never know." Stephen joked. He thrusted one more time into his sweat-soaked boyfriend, feeling him tighten around his member, back arching in bliss.
"You're the faggot." Jon panted playfully pulling the exhausted brunette on top of him on the desk.