Round 3 - Return of the Meme
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hhanonRound 3 - Return of the Meme
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That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.
Fill 1 [RPF] Ben/Mat A little bit drunk rating 15ish
Date: 2011-12-01 02:07 pm (UTC)Mat caught Ben looking at him and beamed. He was having so much fun, even if his balance wasn’t quite what it should be and the room was definitely getting a bit blurry.
Ben should come and dance with him, yes he definitely should. He was being very boring standing there looking all blasé and handsome, still wearing his tie for goodness sake.
He pushed back his shock of dark hair which he’d managed to tame for all of about an hour before it began to degenerate into the usual messy curls and began to weave his way unsteadily across the floor towards Ben. He’d taken off his jacket and his tie and his shirt was looking somewhat on the sticky and sweaty side.
He grabbed Ben’s hand “come and dance with me”
Ben laughed “I don’t dance Mat, you know that”
Mat tugged on his hand “come and dance”
“no” Ben wrinkled his nose at him “I’m not dancing with you, you’re not safe”
“pleeaassseeee” Mat tugged harder
“no I mean it Mat, I’m not dancing”
“awwwwww” Mat turned away and then quick as a flash turned back and grabbed Ben’s hand again
“Mat careful...” but it was too late, the red wine Ben had been holding spilt all over Mat’s shirt and several splashes went onto Ben’s as well staining the snow white material with several dark red stains.
“oh!” Mat bit his bottom lip “shoorry Ben”
Ben sighed, no-one put as much meaning into their sighs as Ben, thought Mat. This particular sigh was one Mat got quite a lot – a mixture of exasperation and fondness. Ben could never find it in himself to be really angry with Mat, though he tried not to think too hard about why that was.
“you’re soaked” said Ben trying not to notice that the wine meant Mat’s shirt now clung to his chest in several places
“yes but it will shoooon dry”
“but you’ll smell like a brewery. Come on come up to my room and we’ll see if we can get some of it off, and I can put a new shirt on as well”
“you've got a room?” said Mat looking somewhat unfocused
“yes, it saves trying to get home drunk at 3am. Or in your case about 11pm” he said putting out a hand to steady the slightly swaying Mat
“why do you always think of things like that?” said Mat “soooo...practical. all the time. Yes practical. Practical is good. That’s why you have a shed and I don’t”
“now you’re babbling” said Ben laughing “come on” and he led Mat away trying to stop him bouncing off the walls as they went.
Fill 2 [RPF] Ben/Mat A little bit drunk rating 15ish
Date: 2011-12-01 02:10 pm (UTC)“come here” he said to Mat who had collapsed into a chair, all arms and legs like a puppet who’d had his strings cut.
Mat got up somewhat unsteadily and padded over to Ben
“now stand still” said Ben and began to sponge down the wine stains on Mat’s shirt. The cold towel against the hotness of his skin felt very soothing as Ben rubbed gently but firmly. Mat wobbled, the drink still in his system and he put his arm on Ben’s shoulder to steady himself.
This close to Ben he could see his eyelashes fluttering over the dark blue of his eyes as he concentred and the laughter lines around his mouth. The mouth that Mat had often fantasised about kissing until Ben was breathless and panting.
Mat felt Ben’s shoulder flex under his fingers as he moved and his heart rate increased. He watched as Ben tilted his head sideways, exposing more of his neck and jaw with its faint stubble shadow as he patted Mat down one final time
“there” he said, his voice gruff “all done”
Mat just stared at him. Ben felt his mouth go dry. He really wished Mat wouldn’t look at him like that, not with those eyes, it really wasn’t fair.
He coughed and walked over to the wardrobe where a clean shirt was hanging and took off his jacket. Mat watched, his heart now thumping in his chest as Ben began to loosen his tie, his back and shoulder muscles shifting underneath the thin material of his shirt.
Ben could feel Mat’s eyes on him. Don’t turn round, he said to himself, just don’t turn round and it will all be fine. You can put on a new shirt, and go back down, and it will all be fine.
“Ben” Mat’s voice was close behind him. He swallowed and ignored it, his hands shaking as he fumbled trying to get his tie off. Nothing was going to happen he told himself sternly, it wouldn’t be right not with Mat drunk. He succeeded finally in undoing the tie and slipping it off.
“Ben” Mat’s hand was now on his shoulder turning him round to face him.
Oh. Mat was right there, his face inches from Ben, his eyes shining with want. Ben backed up against the wardrobe and swallowed, the words he’d meant to say about the others wondering where they dying on his lips as Mat stared at him.
“Ben” he whispered again putting his hand up to stroke the outline of Ben’s cheek and jaw with his hand.
He leaned in
“no Mat, you’re drunk” said Ben putting his hand on Mat’s chest to push him away. Except that his hand didn’t push but somehow instead stilled against Mat’s body, as Mat’s mouth moved closer to his own
“you don’t you know how much I’ve wanted to do this” breathed Mat, his breath hot against Ben’s lips
Ben struggled with himself one last time “you’ve drunk too much. You won’t remember this in the morning” but Mat just stared at him, devouring him and he really couldn’t think any more and then Mat’s lips closed down on his.
Mat’s mouth felt soft and warm as he slid his lips across Ben’s, sighing softly as if he’d finally, finally, got the thing he desired most in the world. His hands slid up to pull Ben’s head forward and his tongue flicked against Ben’s mouth, moaning softly as Ben parted his lips so he could slide his tongue in.
Ben tasted like wine and whiskey, his tongue eagerly searching out Mat’s as his fingers slid through Mat’s hair, tugging on the smooth silky strands. Mat gave a little gasp as Ben captured the tip of his tongue in his mouth and then sucked it gently
“Christ Ben” Mat staggered and fell against him, his kisses becoming more frantic as Ben pulled him hard against him, their kissing eventually slowing until they were just gentle touches on each other’s lips before they stopped completely.
Fill 3 [RPF] Ben/Mat A little bit drunk rating 15ish
Date: 2011-12-01 02:13 pm (UTC)“Are you sure about this?” whispered Ben into Mat’s hair still afraid that this was just the drink talking and tomorrow Mat would be either a) embarrassed or b) horrified by what they were doing.
Mat giggled into his shoulder, his hot breath sending another shiver up Ben’s spine.
“yes I’m sure, I’m not so drunk I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m just drunk enough to be brave enough to do it”
Ben frowned “yes but..”
“oh Ben” Mat kissed him again “stop talking” and as if to emphasise the point, his slim fingers began to unbutton Ben’s shirt.
Slowly unbuttoning Ben’s shirt had been something Mat had fantasised about many times and the reality was better than the fantasy as Ben leant back against the wardrobe. His head tipped back exposing his flushed throat which was all the encouragement Mat needed to nuzzle and bite down on it as his fingers worked on Ben’s shirt.
He shifted his weight, pushing his leg in between Ben’s and was rewarded with a groan “oh fuck Mat” and then another one as his mouth began to follow the line of his fingers and trail its way down Ben’s chest.
Ben was panting, his hands tangled in Mat’s hair as Mat nibbled and licked and sucked on the hot skin.
Mat could feel Ben pushing against him and he shifted his leg grinding it upwards and Ben swore again. He was harder than he’d ever been in his life and he wasn’t sure how much more he could stand especially when Mat ground against him like that.
“Mat” he groaned again “god Mat...please” and then he whined as Mat pressed his hand against the bulge in his trousers rubbing it softly.
“oh jesus” he gasped as Mat’s touches became firmer and more rthymical “Mat...god” and then his words were cut off as Mat kissed him stroking and squeezing as Ben bucked against him again and again until finally the world exploded in white light and he came, his cries swallowed down by Mat’s eager mouth.
Slowly Ben came down, his breathing slowing as Mat leant against him, suddenly acutely embarrassed at what had just happened. God, Mat would think he had no self control at all.
“sorry” he muttered, his face red
“what are you apologising for” asked Mat his eyes alight and his face flushed “watching you unravel like that because of me was just the hottest thing ever”
In spite of himself Ben grinned, “was it?” he asked shyly
“yes! And” he added pulling Ben in close again “I think we should probably go to bed now, it would be a shame to waste this rather convenient double bed”
“mmmmm yes it would rather”
Downstairs at the party, Jim asked Martha where Ben and Mat were.
“well hopefully getting off with each other somewhere”
“well it would be about time. Even I wanted to shout ‘just kiss him already’ at them”
“too right!” said Martha and laughing they went back to the dance floor.
Re: Fill 3 [RPF] Ben/Mat A little bit drunk rating 15ish
Date: 2011-12-01 09:28 pm (UTC)Re: Fill 3 [RPF] Ben/Mat A little bit drunk rating 15ish
Date: 2011-12-10 01:54 am (UTC)i bloody loved this