Author's Note (Monster): Hello, our lovelies! I think this is the worst fic I have ever written. What do you guys think of uploading the first fic of HU I ever wrote? It's called Bet On It and I'd post it in Love Drabbles. No idea what to update tomorrow but I'm writing Untouched right now with Awoken next to me. They made me 'I'm sorry'-pancakes. And I got my elbow stitched two days ago after I ran away. The stitches are driving me insane. Replies to the reviews below. Maybe a weird thing to say but I'm wondering if Bloodspinat still reads this. Or any of those who sticked with us from the beginning. This account is almost two years old. Enjoy
The lyrics of War Child:
I like to get my fucking fade on
I'm feeling sexy I'm like oooh
Them haters try to get their hate on
But I'm too sexy I'm like oooh
warning: slash and public blowjob
Charlie sipped his patrón and watched over the scenery. The dim lights in the room occasionally flashed a bright red, mixed in with a little green. A DJ had placed himself on a higher level with a huge set. He was head banging along with the sick tracks he was playing, a headphone pressed to his head and for some strange reason, he wore a sunglasses. A lot the people at the party wore masks, just for the hell of it. People were drunk, girls wore cheetah imprinted dresses until right underneath there butt. Guys were gawping at twerking girls in tight jeans and crop tops.
There was a stage and two stripper poles. Two ladies in skimpy bikinis dancing around it, bending their knees to reveal something else. The bandana rapper sat comfortably in his armchair in the VIP section. Two girls sided him. They had their arms up in the air, moving their body willingly along with the music from their sitting position. Their hair whipped along with their movements.
Charlie looked over at Funny Man who was very amused with a girl sitting in his lap and grinding directly into him. She was definitely going home with him tonight. At least one of them got to bone someone. Not that the bandana rapper didn't have plenty of choice. Hell, he had two girls siding him. He watched the people dancing from his section. He could cross the spot at any time but they couldn't cross over to their spot. It was their private space, still in the room yet not reachable for outsiders.
In the crowd he spotted a certain someone he thought he knew. "What did the guys say when you invited them?!" Charlie screamed over the music at his Mexican friend.
The baritone voiced rapper cocked his head. "What?"
"You did invite the others, right?"
"Oh. I called Johnny and Jay but Jay's got wedding plans with Vanessa and Johnny had a family game night with their parents."
"What about Kurlzz and Danny?" The main rapper asked, eyes glued to the view in front of him. Such a gorgeous body and delicate movements. He just had to make a move.
"Kurlzz is coming around one a.m. and I didn't get Danny's reply. I don't know where he is."
Charlie licked his lips. "I do."
"What?"
The rapper nodded into a certain direction and now Funny Man spotted the person of his interest. Their sweet lead singer didn't look particularly different that night but somehow it just felt different. His hair was all ruffled and sweat covered his deeply concentrated, yet blissful face as he moved to the beat. He wore a usual grey sleeveless shirt with a sleeveless jeans vest over it. He just always had to show off his biceps. And those slender legs with his skinny jeans.
"Charlie!"
"What?"
"Stop staring at him like that, God! Everyone knows you wanna get into his jeans", Funny Man chuckled, quickly losing his concentration when the girl moved over his pelvis. He grinned at him. "Go get him. You know you want to."
Charlie shook his head and glanced back at Danny who moved his arms up when he danced, his shirt riding up slightly. The rapper let out a deep sigh and tried to get up when the lead singer's eyes connected with his. He lifted the corners of his mouth momentarily before he made his way elegantly over to the pair. He looked down at the line parting VIP from the other part. He folded his arms and shifted his weight to one leg. Funny Man nodded. "Enter, little Danny."
"Little Danny? I guess you haven't talked to your mom yet."
"Burn", the girl in his lap chuckled, but she quickly went back to being pretty as that was the only thing the Mexican expected her to do.
Charlie tried to find his words but they were lost for now. How was he supposed to make a move on this Puerto Rican, not actually but his dad lives there, descended God. He could just see his tight abs underneath his shirt begging for him to touch them.
"I'm insulted. No VIP spot for me?" Danny questioned, raising an eyebrow daringly. It was almost like he knew what Charlie wanted. Why else would he suddenly become so cocky? The bandana rapper patted his lap. "You get the VIP spot."
It was just a joke but when Danny actually took place on his leg, he widened his eyes. "You for real?"
Danny shrugged. "Hold your ovaries. I'm drunk. I'm high. I just wanna have a good time so I honestly don't give a shit about what you or others think right now, got it?"
"Danny's high?" Funny Man asked, laughing.
Charlie smiled deviously. "I knew our innocent one wouldn't dance so heatedly when he isn't high."
The lead singer scoffed. "Heatedly? Please. Everyone can move their hips. If you're good in bed, then you're good at dancing."
"Does it work the other way around too?" Charlie asked before he could hold back.
Danny chuckled and put an arm around Charlie. "Why? Big plans with me tonight?"
Funny Man mouthed a 'get some' to Charlie who seemed to become flustered. He drained his patron and looked at the cup. "Won't you get us a drink, Danny?"
The singer took the cup and nodded. "You're lucky I'm thirsty."
When he walked away, Funny Man let out a 'wow'. "That kid is thirsty for you, Charlie. I bet he wants to get some as well."
The main rapper hushed him. "Don't rush it, Funny. Danny's just being playful. You know how he gets when he's drunk."
"Then get him shitfaced", the Mexican laughed.
Danny returned with two shots of tequila in one hand and two simple beers in the other. "Let's do a shot together."
Charlie wanted to take the shot out of his hand but Danny straddled his lap before he handed him the small cup. The main rapper was really surprised but then he remembered his previous words and his surprise melted away. He's having a good time, don't get your hopes up. At the count of three they swallowed the shots, eyes shut tightly and throat churning as the liquid ran through them like fire. Danny held on for support when it came back twice as hard as a buzz in his head, placing his hand on Charlie's inner thigh by accident. "Oh God, that one was hard."
Funny Man had to hold back his laughter when he heard the words combined with Charlie's face when he looked down at the hand. Again, he mouthed 'get some' but Charlie hushed him.
"Danny, everyone can see us like this, you know. There's gonna be some awful gossip on the internet", Charlie warned the singer who rolled his eyes.
"Haters get their hate on."
"Seriously. Dudes are looking at me like you're drunk."
"I am. Or I'm just feeling sexy. I don't know the difference."
The main rapper pulled his head down so they were face to face. "They're looking at me like what the fuck."
"Let them. We're just partying like…like…"
"Like a war child!" Funny Man shouted and made Danny burst into a giggle fit. The singer held onto Charlie's shoulder and bent down to kiss his lips. "One night. Let's get wild and do shit we'd never do. No consequences."
The Mexican was staring at Charlie wide eyed like he was the luckiest guy alive. The one he'd been eyeing for two years now, was practically offering himself to him. Danny arched his back slightly, his brown eyes dark with excitement.
Charlie licked his lips. "Yeah, let's get wild for one night."
The lead singer clapped his hands together and looked at the stripper in Funny's lap. "Hey! What's your name?"
"Me? Jenna."
"Can you teach me that?"
"What?"
"That!" Danny said, pointing at what she was doing to Funny Man in his lap. She smiled at him like he was the most amusing thing in the world. "Sure. You wanna do it to Charlie?"
"Yeah", Danny smirked and he looked his friend in the eye. "Let's party like a war child."
Jenna showed him how to get in his lap like that without completely crushing his manhood, gave a few tips on how he'd best get it going without making it completely awkward. The singer thanked her. He had this weird flame in his eyes like he wasn't going to stop tonight. The lead singer placed himself in his lap on one his legs and put an arm around his shoulders. "Hey handsome."
"What? Not gonna lap dance me?"
Danny chuckled and got up, walking around the armchair. The two girls on his side were long gone and he hadn't even seen them leave. Danny parted Charlie's legs and brought his arms up to his head. He lowered himself into his lap and ground his butt back into him on his way up. "Ever had a guy do this to you?"
"No."
"Ever secretly wanted to have one do this?"
"Kinda", Charlie grinned. "But not exactly this."
"Then what's your fantasy, Charlie?"
"You're my fantasy", the main rapper let out a sigh when his friend rolled his hips in his lap. Everyone could just see them. If it had been a girl, he didn't care if they saw but now it was one of his best friends. A guy grinding in his lap like some whore. He loved every second of it.
Danny chuckled. "I'm your fantasy? Am I now? What do you think about when you picture me?"
Charlie exhaled shakily and tried to caress the lead singer but he frowned. "No touching."
"I think about how good your ass looks in skinny jeans and I think about how badly I wanna help you out of them."
The lead singer yelped and chuckled, his face showing the cutest expression. "I think little Charlie just got excited."
"He already was when he saw you dancing."
Danny got up, ran his hand through his sweaty hair and placed himself into Charlie's lap again. "I'm tired of moving my booty for you. Let's go home."
"What? Already? It's only midnight", the bandana rapper complained. "Kurlzz is coming over at one and I'm not even tired yet! What happened to our wild night like a war child?"
The lead singer grasped a handful of his shirt and pulled him closer. "You don't get it. Let's go home and let's not sleep."
Charlie bit his lip. "You mean you want to…?"
"Yes! But first. Don't you wanna hear about my fantasy?"
The rapper nodded eagerly. He glanced over at Funny Man but his seat was empty. When did he leave? He hadn't even said anything! Had he? He vaguely remembered the figure next to him patting his shoulder but that was it. "What's your fantasy, baby?"
Danny straddled his lap again and leaned down to his ear, carefully balancing himself with his hands on the other's thighs. "I wanna be a whore for one day, fulfill every need."
He knew it was the booze talking but he just couldn't help himself when his hopes sky rocketed. "Then let's go do that."
"No, you don't get it, Charlie", Danny chuckled. "In public."
Oh crap. He never expected that one to come. Their innocent lead singer was a twisted exhibitionist with a secret whore roleplaying fetish. He wanted him even more now.
"You…you…"
"Relax. I'm not doing that with you here", Danny teased before he pecked Charlie on the lips. "It's a fantasy. Maybe one day I'll just take you to the park."
Somehow the bandana rapper was disappointed but when Danny slid off his lap on the floor, he knew what time it was. He looked around. No one was really paying attention to them. "Danny, what are you?"
"Oh come on. I'm not telling you about my fantasy to have you chickening out on me. Let me at least please you a little bit."
Charlie relaxed in his seat. "Fine."
It didn't matter anyway. The armchair was way too high for anyone to see what they were doing. The only way they could see was if they realized what Danny was doing on the floor or if they were standing directly in front of him. The singer petted his shorts over the zipper and pulled it down slowly. He popped the button and slid his thumb over his boxers. "Still hard?"
"Half. You took your time getting here", Charlie grinned. The sight of Danny on his knees in front of him stirred his dick back to life. "Take your time, my little whore."
"I'm your personal bitch today", Danny promised. "And it's over midnight which means the day's only just started.
Charlie bit his lip. "Hurry. Matt will arrive in half an hour."
"I can do this in a few minutes", Danny daringly said before he freed his dick out of his boxers. He stroked it up and down to full hardness again and pulled back the skin to reveal his dark tip. The singer wanted to make a comment about how he was bigger than expected but decided to keep it to himself. No need to make him cocky. Pun intended.
Danny dipped his head low and licked the slit, making some precum leak down the shaft. He dipped his finger in the fluid and rubbed it all around the head. Charlie curled the tips of his toes. He always felt like he was on fire if someone teased the tip. Especially if that someone was Danny.
The singer took him in his mouth and swallowed the whole length. His gag reflex kicked in but he managed to relax his throat and breath through his nose. He bobbed his head up and down, hand tightly gripping the base. Charlie felt the tip of his fingers tingle. Everyone could see Danny sucking him off. Everyone who glanced at them, could see Danny was giving him the best blowjob of his entire life.
Danny swirled his tongue around the length and dragged it upwards to the tip. He swallowed his gathering saliva and teasingly licked the tip like it was a lollipop. "How are you doing up there?"
Charlie replied by entangling his fingers in Danny's hair when he went down again, taking him in his mouth completely. He was lost for words. Danny squeezed his balls and stroked him up and down with a few hard squeezes. The bandana rapper adjusted his leg when he felt his climax build rapidly. "Damn you! You've done this before."
"Of course I have", Danny chuckled. "I like to be a whore sometimes. I get horny when I'm drunk or high."
Charlie loved the sight of Danny on all fours, looking up at him with his dick in his hand. It was like the porn video he'd watch over and over again until his computer broke down of too much viruses or until his dick melted, whichever happened first. He was brought back to reality when Danny licked the underside of his dick all the way to his slit, now heavily leaking down to his hand. "Cum in my mouth or rather not?"
The bandana rapper shrugged. "Whatever you like, just hurry."
"Why? Needy much?"
"God yes", Charlie groaned, feeling his manhood swell as his orgasm almost crashed into him but couldn't reach quite yet.
Danny took his time swirling his fingers in his precum all over the shaft before he devilishly grinned and took him in his mouth again. He hollowed his cheeks and moved his head down which was just enough for Charlie to hit his high. He was convinced he probably ripped out a hair or two of Danny's head when he came inside his mouth. Danny swallowed it all and licked his lips when he looked up. "That was a great first taste of our little fantasy. Let's do it again sometime. Maybe when we're sober."
Charlie zipped up his pants and took Danny close to him. They shared a kiss when Da Kurlzz popped up. "What did I miss?"
"Nothing at all. Just that we agreed to party like a war child tonight!"
The night continued on. Somehow Danny ended up on one of the stripper poles just for the hell of it. Charlie was in a bar fight at some point. He was crowned king of the club for beating up someone who had been wreaking havoc all along. It basically meant he got free drinks for a year. When they went outside into the night, they rapped all of their sick lyrics for a new song, climbing on buildings, cars or streetlights, really anything they could climb on.
And yes, Charlie and Danny did end up in bed together.
Please Review, they're our heavy fuel. What song should we do next?
Ro: I didn't mean to say you knew about my accident. I meant 'obviously' as in; they didn't survive to travel. Dark, I know but I use humor to ease pain. I should really write the next Puzzle The Pieces chapter since I know it's finally Dylan's party! I'm another quarter Scandinavian (seriously Danish and Norwegian for one eighth, my blood is like a world peace poster) and I know nothing about those languages so don't worry, I won't start with Spanish.
RandomQueenA: I'm only active on one account on the internet and it's this one. I used to read a fic called Charlie's Angel on there but I find dA frustrating to work with so I gave up on it. I do like the art of a user called Apofiss a lot. You remind me of them with your picture, don't know why. It's great to hear your opinion on a chapter. Always makes us feel better.
Gabbi: Thanks. I think I crushed on girls so many times because they gave me so much attention. It's a lot better now that I have my boyfriend. I'm not that one baby (growing a stubble because it looks mature for the win!), I'm that one outsider who gets beaten up in the bathroom while no one cares. We love you too. Make yourself at home here because the day you leave us, is the day we get cold. It IS like a little family because we keep looking forward to certain reviewers we already expect to come by.
NightfireRed: Funny you should put it like that. I've always considered life wasn't worth living except for the intention of finding love. Impulsive decisions are made when people are in love (says the one who lives together with his boyfriend after less than half a year, oops). I liked my summer fic. It brought back memories. But how are you anyway?
Daiyu Ability: You read our mind! I was thinking about Mother Murder the other day but I went with War Child because a story like that just has to hit us in the head, you know? We need a really strong impulse of a sudden idea for a songfic, that's why it's so hard to write one on command. We Are, Apologize, Levitate and I'll Be There were impulse fics and I consider them to be the best ones. I like your review. It makes us happy to see a hidden reader's opinion.
