(AN: So I had to make it Christmas-y - TOMMOROW IS DECEMBER 1ST!!! But yes, hope you enjoy it!) ----- "Oh. My. God. It's freezing out there," Ben grumbled as he flung his coat over the back of a chair. Mat looked up over his book and grinned. The cafeteria was fairly full, it was too cold to be outside unless you had reason. The radiators were on full and nearly everyone in the small room had a hot drink to hug. "Here, have some coffee," Mat said pointing to his half finished cup on the table. Ben grimaced. "Ew, Mat that's gross. I don't understand how you drink the stuff it's nasty." Mat was about to defend his beloved beverage when a wide-eyed, red-nosed Larry burst into the room. "Merry Christmas, one and all!" he proclaimed, throwing a hand into the air. "Larry, you do realise it's only the first of December. Christmas is ages away," Ben said, as Larry removed his many jackets. He had a bag with him, looking suspiciously Christmas-y. Sure enough, Ben could see multiple baubles and tinsels inside. "Don't be such a grinch Ben!" he scolded, and began draping tinsel around Ben's head. He laughed, moving on to hand baubles from Simon's hair. He spun suddenly, rummaging through the bag. "Here, an early present for everyone," he said, sliding the purple octagon along the table. It landed in front of Ben who grinned at Larry. Untangling himself from the tinsel he laughed. "Ahh, Laz, you know me well; Quality Street!" he pulled the lid off the tin, and the scent of what Ben could only call Christmas filled the room. He scooped out three orange creams sitting on the top and pushed the tin to Mat. "Ohhh... Yum..." Ben watched Mat's fingers dance over the tin as he scoured out his favourites. He plucked out a small green rectangle, and Ben smirked inwardly. Mat was a fan of his plain chocolate; 'You don't meddle with chocolate! It's practically blasphemy! Leave it as it was made.' was his motto.(Unless it had caramel in of course. Or nuts. And he wasn't that adverse to strawberry flavouring either. And orange cream was practically the same thing...)
Using those long fingers, Mat twisted the wrapper off, sliding one under the foil to peel it off. It struck Ben that he'd never noticed Mat's slender fingers, as he watched him roll the chocolate into his hand. His rather... slim... and slender... hands. Ben's breath hitched slightly as Mat slipped the chocolate between his lips, his teeth snapping the small bar in half. He looked up from his book and caught Ben's eyes. He could've sworn Mat winked as he pushed the last half through his lips, licking off the melted bits from his fingers. Ben hurriedly swallowed another orange cream, hoping he his face didn't betray the sudden thudding of his heart. Mat, meanwhile, picked up another purple clad chocolate and nibbled the end. Biting through to the caramel, he pulled it part with his teeth, ending up with a long string of it. He stuck his tongue out, catching it delicately. Chewing slowly on the sticky stuff, Ben stole a glance at him. Mat had a red sweater pulled over his shirt, and had his collar wide open. Naturally, this meant Ben had a tantalising view of Mat's long neck and the smallest hint of a collar bone. Watching Mat swallow like that - Well Ben felt the need to dig out another sweet to distract from the blush creeping up his neck. He wondered if he should leave before he had to use all the chocolates. 'Not that that'd be such a bad thing,' he thought, as Mat found another green one. This time though, he licked at it; the heat in the room had partially melted some of it already. Ben was so caught up watching Mat's little performance that he didn't notice Mat was looking at him. Jim suddenly appeared from next to Mat, and Ben jolted out of his trance, going a light shade of pink in the process. Jim snatched up some of the chocolate, and looked at the two men sitting opposite each other. He made a noise that sounded strangely like Gregg Wallace laugh, smiled knowingly at Ben and disappeared just as quickly as he'd come. Mat looked at Ben and both of them laughed. "Wonder what was so funny?" Mat said nonchalantly, causing Ben to go a few shades darker.
FILL: [RPF] Other/Other (Ben/Mat) - one suggestively eating something
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"Oh. My. God. It's freezing out there," Ben grumbled as he flung his coat over the back of a chair. Mat looked up over his book and grinned. The cafeteria was fairly full, it was too cold to be outside unless you had reason. The radiators were on full and nearly everyone in the small room had a hot drink to hug.
"Here, have some coffee," Mat said pointing to his half finished cup on the table. Ben grimaced.
"Ew, Mat that's gross. I don't understand how you drink the stuff it's nasty." Mat was about to defend his beloved beverage when a wide-eyed, red-nosed Larry burst into the room.
"Merry Christmas, one and all!" he proclaimed, throwing a hand into the air.
"Larry, you do realise it's only the first of December. Christmas is ages away," Ben said, as Larry removed his many jackets. He had a bag with him, looking suspiciously Christmas-y. Sure enough, Ben could see multiple baubles and tinsels inside.
"Don't be such a grinch Ben!" he scolded, and began draping tinsel around Ben's head. He laughed, moving on to hand baubles from Simon's hair. He spun suddenly, rummaging through the bag.
"Here, an early present for everyone," he said, sliding the purple octagon along the table. It landed in front of Ben who grinned at Larry. Untangling himself from the tinsel he laughed.
"Ahh, Laz, you know me well; Quality Street!" he pulled the lid off the tin, and the scent of what Ben could only call Christmas filled the room. He scooped out three orange creams sitting on the top and pushed the tin to Mat.
"Ohhh... Yum..." Ben watched Mat's fingers dance over the tin as he scoured out his favourites. He plucked out a small green rectangle, and Ben smirked inwardly. Mat was a fan of his plain chocolate; 'You don't meddle with chocolate! It's practically blasphemy! Leave it as it was made.' was his motto.(Unless it had caramel in of course. Or nuts. And he wasn't that adverse to strawberry flavouring either. And orange cream was practically the same thing...)
Using those long fingers, Mat twisted the wrapper off, sliding one under the foil to peel it off. It struck Ben that he'd never noticed Mat's slender fingers, as he watched him roll the chocolate into his hand. His rather... slim... and slender... hands. Ben's breath hitched slightly as Mat slipped the chocolate between his lips, his teeth snapping the small bar in half. He looked up from his book and caught Ben's eyes. He could've sworn Mat winked as he pushed the last half through his lips, licking off the melted bits from his fingers. Ben hurriedly swallowed another orange cream, hoping he his face didn't betray the sudden thudding of his heart. Mat, meanwhile, picked up another purple clad chocolate and nibbled the end. Biting through to the caramel, he pulled it part with his teeth, ending up with a long string of it. He stuck his tongue out, catching it delicately. Chewing slowly on the sticky stuff, Ben stole a glance at him. Mat had a red sweater pulled over his shirt, and had his collar wide open. Naturally, this meant Ben had a tantalising view of Mat's long neck and the smallest hint of a collar bone. Watching Mat swallow like that - Well Ben felt the need to dig out another sweet to distract from the blush creeping up his neck. He wondered if he should leave before he had to use all the chocolates.
'Not that that'd be such a bad thing,' he thought, as Mat found another green one. This time though, he licked at it; the heat in the room had partially melted some of it already. Ben was so caught up watching Mat's little performance that he didn't notice Mat was looking at him. Jim suddenly appeared from next to Mat, and Ben jolted out of his trance, going a light shade of pink in the process. Jim snatched up some of the chocolate, and looked at the two men sitting opposite each other. He made a noise that sounded strangely like Gregg Wallace laugh, smiled knowingly at Ben and disappeared just as quickly as he'd come. Mat looked at Ben and both of them laughed.
"Wonder what was so funny?" Mat said nonchalantly, causing Ben to go a few shades darker.