Author's note (Monster): Hi guys! Told you I'd try to finish more requests and I'm trying to make up for my few neglected weekly updates. I'm still continuing these one-shots before anything else right now but other than that, my main focus is Make Me Levitate, American Tragedy and the Kidnapped Remastered version. Enjoy!
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Warning: yet another full sex scene ahead. It's really just PWP here
Sorry it took me so long to write this request.
Charlie/Deuce gentle smut with Deuce bottoming requested by HUFanatic
It was the start of the tour and Hollywood Undead was headlining a few shows nearby, going there by bus overnight every time. Deuce never slept well aboard the driving bus, never liked doing it. He much preferred to sleep in some crappy hotel room, sharing it with Charlie. At least he could sleep in one bed with Charlie there.
Tonight's concert had been particularly exhausting. It had been two weeks of bus rides to the next gig and Deuce could tell Charlie was a bottled up bundle of frustration.
At a pre-show drink backstage, Deuce had asked Charlie to help him out with a setup, but really just dragged him into a secluded corner to kiss him, brushed their lips together and rolled their tongues over each other for a second before Deuce pulled away. Charlie wrapped his arms around him, kept him close. "Don't do thaaat", Charlie whined. He hid his face in Deuce's neck. "You know I'm fucking horny already", he complained. He nipped at the skin. Deuce tried to push him away gently. He didn't enjoy the idea of a visible hickey while on tour. "I know, baby."
"I want you every night but the bus is off-limits", Charlie grumbled. "Stop wearing pants that make your ass look great."
"I was wearing sweats all day", Deuce deadpanned. Charlie pouted. "Everything makes your ass look awesome."
Deuce hushed him and kissed his cheek. "Tonight we'll be sharing a room and you can fuck that ass as much as you want."
"Promise?" Charlie wiggled his eyebrows. Deuce kissed him a final time. "Promise."
After that, they got ready to play the show. Deuce knew it was painful to not sleep together for so long, especially since they had only been physical for a couple of weeks now. Though that didn't keep him from enjoying how he could drive Charlie up the wall by denying him. He found himself whispering dirty promises to Charlie in between songs, just to see that look in his eyes again.
The show couldn't be over soon enough, seemed to go on forever. They loved playing shows but Deuce loved Charlie more than that and found himself impatiently sitting in the bus, driving to the hotel afterwards. He held Charlie's hand while sitting on the couch. Everyone else seemed to be in the back of the bus, talking about the show. "I want you tonight, Charlie, but…"
Charlie hooked his arm around Deuce's shoulders and kissed his temples. "I know. I'll be gentle. You know I always am."
Arriving at the hotel, the pair sped off with their key and bags, didn't bother to say good night to anyone – which they'd surely hear about in the morning. Charlie closed the door of their room after they both entered and held back the urge to draw Deuce against him but Deuce looked around the room. "I think I'm gonna shower first, alright?"
Charlie nodded, allowed Deuce to leave and head into the bathroom. Charlie didn't ask to shower with him. He knew Deuce preferred to shower alone before any sexual activity, make sure everything downstairs was clean to avoid any unwanted events. Though under the hot stream of water, Deuce was starting to lose his confidence. He was always confident about teasing Charlie, about tempting him, about loving him but whenever it came to actual sex, he got really insecure.
He didn't want it to hurt.
He took a deep breath when he got out, dried himself off, wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the bathroom door.
Charlie looked up to find Deuce standing in the doorway, wearing nothing but a towel. He smiled and patted the bed he was sitting on. Deuce bit his lip and walked over. "I'm nervous. You know I always am when-…"
Charlie hushed him, put an arm around his waist when Deuce sat down next to him. "Did you clean yourself well?"
"I did. Always for you", Deuce said.
Charlie gave him a onceover, eyes darker than Deuce was used to, but they both had been waiting for a few days too long to share another hotel room. Charlie licked his lips. "Get on your back on the bed and relax. Don't speak unless I'm doing something you don't like, okay?"
Deuce nodded and did as he was asked. It seemed blunt to ask but Deuce never liked being a bottom with anyone but Charlie. Charlie was the only one who knew how to calm his nerves. The same nerves electrifying Deuce's skin and his heart was racing already.
"Close your eyes", Charlie requested, a low lusty edge to his voice. Deuce closed his eyes with a small smile tugging on his lips. He wasn't very confident when it came to bottoming, but he loved having a horny boyfriend, loved to tempt him in public spaces and gloat about his visible sexual frustration.
If he didn't know his boyfriend any better, he'd think Charlie would get back at him by treating him more roughly in the bedroom tonight, but no, Charlie knew Deuce didn't feel confident about bottoming so he'd be gentle.
Deuce could feel Charlie's soft lips on his forehead, pressing a tiny kiss and then again to his nose and down to his lips. It felt sweet. Charlie parted his lips slightly and swiped his tongue gently over Deuce's lips, asking for more. Deuce opened his mouth a little and welcomed the wet, hot tongue against his own. He slightly arched his back off the bed. He loved Charlie's kisses, especially when he was aroused and desperate. He knew Charlie had an oral fixation.
Charlie held Deuce's face in his hands, grazed his fingertips down to his neck and shoulder, then to his chest and abdomen in soft, featherlight caresses. He stopped just above Deuce's pelvis. Deuce hummed into the kiss, enjoying his touch. Charlie traced the edge of the towel with his fingertips. "Pull up your knees", he whispered against Deuce's lips. Deuce shifted to do so and could feel Charlie's touch on his inner thigh, caressing the skin softly while his lips never left Deuce's. Deuce squirmed a little, willing Charlie to move up his thigh and give his rapidly hardening dick some attention but Charlie pulled away.
He seated himself between Deuce's knees and loomed over him to kiss his jawline, then his neck and down to his collarbone. He left traces of kisses downward and stopped just above the edge of the towel. Deuce swallowed a lump in his throat, already brought up his hands to entangle his fingers into Charlie's hair. With his eyes closed, he didn't know what was next and it was exciting.
Charlie mouthed the outlines of his cock through the fabric, rubbed his flat hand over it. Deuce groaned, spread his legs further apart which finally untied the towel at the hips. Charlie removed it, slid his hands over both thighs upwards. He licked Deuce's cock from base to tip, earning a strangled sound, put it into his mouth and swallowed the length down to the base. The strangled gasp vanished into a long moan. Charlie moved his head up and down, tongue flat against the shaft. He let go with a wet sound. Deuce humped into the air, looking for more.
He could feel Charlie's hands on Deuce's ass, lifting his hips up. Charlie pressed his tongue against the entrance, encircled it and dipped inside briefly before pulling away. Deuce whined in response. He could hear the familiar sound of the cap of a lube bottle and braced himself, already tense again.
Charlie splayed his hand on Deuce's stomach, hushed him sweetly. Charlie reached down to wrap his hand around Deuce's cock and stroked him languidly. Deuce relaxed, enjoying the hot sensation in his groin, tried not to think of the finger pressed against his entrance.
Charlie pushed his finger inside and Deuce groaned, panting lightly at the intrusion. Charlie curled his finger once fully inside and rubbed small circles inside. Deuce bit his lip, arched his back and moaned quietly to himself, shuddering when Charlie found his sweet spot. Charlie added another finger to stimulate his prostate and smirked when Deuce pressed down on him needily. "How are you?"
"Horny as fuck", Deuce growled back at him. Charlie increased the pace, finger-fucking Deuce's ass and rubbing into his prostate until Deuce clenched his ass around Charlie's fingers, close to his orgasm already. Charlie removed the fingers, let go of Deuce's cock and pulled away. Deuce cried out at the loss of stimulation, reaching down to jerk himself off but Charlie was back to grab his wrists and pin them beside Deuce's head. Charlie let go and lifted Deuce's hips up, nearly folding him in half with his knees to his chest, to line up his cock. Charlie pushed inside tenderly. Deuce gritted his teeth, grunted at the initial pain but Charlie stroked his dick to distract him. Once inside, Charlie gave a sharp, shallow jerk of his hips, finding that sweet spot again. Deuce let his head fall back. "Please, move."
"Are you begging me?" Charlie breathlessly asked. Deuce bit his lip with a smirk. "Just fuck me."
Charlie thrust inside at a steady pace, making sure to rub into Deuce's prostate over and over. Deuce writhed and squirmed beneath him with every hit. Charlie licked his lips, leaned down to give him a messy kiss, more tongue than lips. He groaned into Deuce's neck, kissed him there wantonly. Deuce mewled, hooked his legs around Charlie's waist to lock him in deeper.
Charlie held Deuce still at the hips and sped up his pace, feeling like he was about to rip Deuce apart but Deuce's sounds became louder and more desperate with every thrust. Deuce trembled as he came, a slur of curse words and "Charlie" leaving his lips while the feeling shattered across his body. Charlie wrapped a hand around Deuce's cock to ride it out, leaving a mess on Deuce's stomach. He continued to fuck Deuce's ass for a little longer until he suddenly pulled out. Deuce scurried shakily to his knees and put his lips over Charlie's cock. Charlie moaned relieved when he came, orgasm rippling through him when he released his load in Deuce's mouth.
Deuce moved away and swallowed, looking up with an apologetic smile. Charlie returned the smile, leaned down to peck Deuce lovingly on the lips before he let himself fall next to him on the bed, still basking in post-orgasmic bliss. Deuce nested his head under Charlie's arm, onto the spot where his shoulders and chest met. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me for sex, that's weird", Charlie slurred. Deuce nuzzled into the bare skin. "No, thank you for being gentle and patient with me."
"You're really not that difficult to arouse. I think you lowkey love being jittery about taking it up the ass", Charlie debated into the air. "But I love you so I'll be gentle with you anytime you need."
Deuce closed his eyes, feeling tired. "I love you too."
The two seemed to fall asleep together when Deuce sighed deeply. "There's cum drying on my stomach."
Charlie chuckled and pulled himself up into a sitting position. "Alright, shower first, sleep later."
"No shower quickies", Deuce huffed. Charlie licked his lips. "Shower blowie?"
"On you or me?" Deuce asked. Charlie shrugged. "Doesn't matter but you know I love sucking it."
"I definitely know."
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If you have a favourite pairing/summary you'd like to see on here, request below and I'll get to it as soon as possible. Though the queue is pretty long right now so it's gonna take some time (or not if it's non-smut to have some non-smuts in between right now)