Hot Tub
By: MoonbeamDancer
Author's Notes- This is my fic. It's a Merton/Tommy slash fic so if you don't like slash, or you're not old enough, please leave now. I don't own BWOC, thanks to the people over at TheWereAndTheGoth, send comments to Jellicle_Vamp@hotmail.com
No one had come. The party had been ready for hours and everyone had known for a week in advance. But still, no one came. Guess a party thrown by a freaker isn't worth coming to.
Merton looked around the living room. Everything was ready, the disco ball was revolving slowly and the hot tub was warmed up and bubbling softly. He sighed softly and began cleaning up. He carried a stack of bowls into the kitchen and set them on the counter.
"Tommy?" he called.
No answer. He began putting the bowls up and tried again.
"Tommy? You gonna help me clean?"
He stretched to put a bowl on a shelf, exposing a small, pale strip of skin as his shirt rode up.
Tommy grinned; he couldn't help himself.
"Sure, I'll help." he said, tickling Merton.
Merton yelped, jerked away and began to stumble back, the dish falling from his hands.
Tommy automatically wrapped his arms around Merton to keep him from falling down or into him. The dish clattered to the counter top.
"You ok?" Tommy asked, as he pulled Merton closer without realizing it.
Merton settled against Tommy's chest. "I'm fine. You just startled the hell out of me"
"Sorry." Tommy said, letting go.
Merton's eyes misted over in confusion. Why had he let go? It felt right. Merton shook it off. "You think to much Dingle." he told himself. Aloud he said, "That's alright. Can you go get some more stuff from the living room?"
"Sure." Tommy left the kitchen and headed into the living room.
He had been gone a few minutes and Merton was beginning to wonder just what the heck was taking Tommy so long, so he went into the living room to see.
"Man, what the hell is taking so lo-" the rest of the sentence was cut off due to the pillow in his face.
The pillow fell to the floor.
Tommy laughed and grinned wolfishly. "Come on, let's play."
Merton gave the jock a look of "You've got to be kidding."
"You wanna play?" he asked.
"Yeah."
Merton thought about it and Tommy was starting to think that he had decided against it, when he received the pillow that had fallen on the floor, upside the head.
"Take that." Merton grinned.
Tommy stared for a second in mock outrage, grabbed his pillow and hit Merton back. The two then proceeded to fight, the feathers from the pillows and their laughter drifting through the air.
Tommy smiled as he watched Merton through the falling feathers; some of which had clung to Merton's hair like snow. Tommy had never really realized it, but in his own way, Merton was kinda cute. As a matter of fact, he was very cute.
"Better stop that train of thought right there." Tommy thought.
Merton swiped at Tommy with his pillow, who promptly ducked and hit back with enough force to not only make the pillow explode, but to knock Merton into the hot tub.
"Merton!" he shouted, as he saw and heard through a shower of feathers, his best friend fall in.
Merton came up spluttering. From mid-thigh up he was soaking wet and some of the feathers that floated down were either in the tub or clung wetly to his clothes and one feather clung stubbornly to his lower lip.
Tommy waved away the rest of the feathers.
"Are you alright?" he asked, trying to ignore the fact that Merton looked really good sopping wet; that his shirt outlined his upper body nicely and that his fingers ached to remove the feather that clung to his pale, rosy lips. And failed misablely.
"I'm fine. Just wet." Merton replied, shaking drops of water out of his hair.
Tommy almost growled aloud as he watched this, but instead he swallowed and held his hand out to Merton.
Merton slipped his hand into Tommy's and grinning evilly, pulled him down on top of him. Tommy gave a startled yelp as he pitched forward and fell into the hot tub. Merton's mouth and body broke his cries and fall. Both guys shuddered in shock as their mouths made contact for the first time.
Merton had never thought that Tommy's mouth could be this soft, or taste this good. Like mint. "Must be the toothpaste." he thought.
Tommy sighed softly. Merton's mouth was velvety soft and he smelled faintly of Old Spice cologne. He threaded his fingers through Merton's hair and gently pulled the slender boy closer. Merton purred softly in response. As he pulled Merton closer, Tommy parted his lips slightly and gently licked and nibbled at Merton's mouth.
"What are you doing?" a voice hissed in Tommy's mind.
"You should stop this." a voice echoed in Merton's
The two broke reluctantly apart and stared at each other.
"What was that?" Tommy asked, as he stared into Merton's smoky, blue eyes.
Merton stared back into Tommy's deep brown eyes. "What did it feel like?" he responded back.
"Fantastic." A part of Tommy's mind whispered.
"Are you insane!?" another yelled.
Maybe he was.
Tommy started to lean forward again when a voice yelled "Damn it Tommy, stop!"
Tommy pulled back and got off Merton, and sat down in the tub.
"What's wrong?" Merton asked. "This is the second time tonight you've pulled away."
Tommy gave him a funny look. "What are you talking about? When did I pull away?"
"Earlier in the kitchen."
Tommy fell silent. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Any of it." he said, getting up.
Merton glared and yanked Tommy back down with a splash, straddling him so he couldn't get up.
Tommy's eyes glowed yellow and he growled.
"Don't you dare growl at me." Merton growled back, his voice a dangerous whisper. "And don't you dare take it back. Kissing me and then taking it back is not the way it works."
"Kissing you?? You started this! You kissed me."
"I started this?? I started this? No, I didn't, you did! You started the pillow fight and pushed me into the hot tub"
The two of them fought back and forth, Tommy ending it when he said, "Okay fine. If I hadn't of started the pillow fight and pushed you in, none of this would have happened."
"Right." Merton agreed.
"Except I'm glad it did." Tommy stated.
"I was wondering if you'd get around to admitting that."
"You liked it too?" Tommy asked, amazed.
"No Tommy, I just kissed you for the heck of it. Yes, I liked it." Merton smiled. "Now what are we going to do about it?"
"Well first things first, get off of me." Tommy said, shoving Merton off.
By: MoonbeamDancer
Author's Notes- This is my fic. It's a Merton/Tommy slash fic so if you don't like slash, or you're not old enough, please leave now. I don't own BWOC, thanks to the people over at TheWereAndTheGoth, send comments to Jellicle_Vamp@hotmail.com
No one had come. The party had been ready for hours and everyone had known for a week in advance. But still, no one came. Guess a party thrown by a freaker isn't worth coming to.
Merton looked around the living room. Everything was ready, the disco ball was revolving slowly and the hot tub was warmed up and bubbling softly. He sighed softly and began cleaning up. He carried a stack of bowls into the kitchen and set them on the counter.
"Tommy?" he called.
No answer. He began putting the bowls up and tried again.
"Tommy? You gonna help me clean?"
He stretched to put a bowl on a shelf, exposing a small, pale strip of skin as his shirt rode up.
Tommy grinned; he couldn't help himself.
"Sure, I'll help." he said, tickling Merton.
Merton yelped, jerked away and began to stumble back, the dish falling from his hands.
Tommy automatically wrapped his arms around Merton to keep him from falling down or into him. The dish clattered to the counter top.
"You ok?" Tommy asked, as he pulled Merton closer without realizing it.
Merton settled against Tommy's chest. "I'm fine. You just startled the hell out of me"
"Sorry." Tommy said, letting go.
Merton's eyes misted over in confusion. Why had he let go? It felt right. Merton shook it off. "You think to much Dingle." he told himself. Aloud he said, "That's alright. Can you go get some more stuff from the living room?"
"Sure." Tommy left the kitchen and headed into the living room.
He had been gone a few minutes and Merton was beginning to wonder just what the heck was taking Tommy so long, so he went into the living room to see.
"Man, what the hell is taking so lo-" the rest of the sentence was cut off due to the pillow in his face.
The pillow fell to the floor.
Tommy laughed and grinned wolfishly. "Come on, let's play."
Merton gave the jock a look of "You've got to be kidding."
"You wanna play?" he asked.
"Yeah."
Merton thought about it and Tommy was starting to think that he had decided against it, when he received the pillow that had fallen on the floor, upside the head.
"Take that." Merton grinned.
Tommy stared for a second in mock outrage, grabbed his pillow and hit Merton back. The two then proceeded to fight, the feathers from the pillows and their laughter drifting through the air.
Tommy smiled as he watched Merton through the falling feathers; some of which had clung to Merton's hair like snow. Tommy had never really realized it, but in his own way, Merton was kinda cute. As a matter of fact, he was very cute.
"Better stop that train of thought right there." Tommy thought.
Merton swiped at Tommy with his pillow, who promptly ducked and hit back with enough force to not only make the pillow explode, but to knock Merton into the hot tub.
"Merton!" he shouted, as he saw and heard through a shower of feathers, his best friend fall in.
Merton came up spluttering. From mid-thigh up he was soaking wet and some of the feathers that floated down were either in the tub or clung wetly to his clothes and one feather clung stubbornly to his lower lip.
Tommy waved away the rest of the feathers.
"Are you alright?" he asked, trying to ignore the fact that Merton looked really good sopping wet; that his shirt outlined his upper body nicely and that his fingers ached to remove the feather that clung to his pale, rosy lips. And failed misablely.
"I'm fine. Just wet." Merton replied, shaking drops of water out of his hair.
Tommy almost growled aloud as he watched this, but instead he swallowed and held his hand out to Merton.
Merton slipped his hand into Tommy's and grinning evilly, pulled him down on top of him. Tommy gave a startled yelp as he pitched forward and fell into the hot tub. Merton's mouth and body broke his cries and fall. Both guys shuddered in shock as their mouths made contact for the first time.
Merton had never thought that Tommy's mouth could be this soft, or taste this good. Like mint. "Must be the toothpaste." he thought.
Tommy sighed softly. Merton's mouth was velvety soft and he smelled faintly of Old Spice cologne. He threaded his fingers through Merton's hair and gently pulled the slender boy closer. Merton purred softly in response. As he pulled Merton closer, Tommy parted his lips slightly and gently licked and nibbled at Merton's mouth.
"What are you doing?" a voice hissed in Tommy's mind.
"You should stop this." a voice echoed in Merton's
The two broke reluctantly apart and stared at each other.
"What was that?" Tommy asked, as he stared into Merton's smoky, blue eyes.
Merton stared back into Tommy's deep brown eyes. "What did it feel like?" he responded back.
"Fantastic." A part of Tommy's mind whispered.
"Are you insane!?" another yelled.
Maybe he was.
Tommy started to lean forward again when a voice yelled "Damn it Tommy, stop!"
Tommy pulled back and got off Merton, and sat down in the tub.
"What's wrong?" Merton asked. "This is the second time tonight you've pulled away."
Tommy gave him a funny look. "What are you talking about? When did I pull away?"
"Earlier in the kitchen."
Tommy fell silent. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Any of it." he said, getting up.
Merton glared and yanked Tommy back down with a splash, straddling him so he couldn't get up.
Tommy's eyes glowed yellow and he growled.
"Don't you dare growl at me." Merton growled back, his voice a dangerous whisper. "And don't you dare take it back. Kissing me and then taking it back is not the way it works."
"Kissing you?? You started this! You kissed me."
"I started this?? I started this? No, I didn't, you did! You started the pillow fight and pushed me into the hot tub"
The two of them fought back and forth, Tommy ending it when he said, "Okay fine. If I hadn't of started the pillow fight and pushed you in, none of this would have happened."
"Right." Merton agreed.
"Except I'm glad it did." Tommy stated.
"I was wondering if you'd get around to admitting that."
"You liked it too?" Tommy asked, amazed.
"No Tommy, I just kissed you for the heck of it. Yes, I liked it." Merton smiled. "Now what are we going to do about it?"
"Well first things first, get off of me." Tommy said, shoving Merton off.
