and cast members before the final performance of SLIPPING, a play by Daniel Talbott at the Rattlestick Playwrights Theater in New York City. August 15, 2009
That Mer is such a nuisance! Captain of the Finalizer Armitage Hux HATES HIM. He absolutely NEVER let him climb to his cabin during the night, and Kylo absolutely did NOT steal his virginity and hair tie before he was unceremoniously kicked out of Hux’s bed before dawn.
Matt laid on his back head thrown back back arched slightly, eyes closed tightly. His lips was bit as he fiercely jerked his aching erection. The sound of his door opening made him jerk sitting bolt up in bed. Eyes flying open only to fall upon one very red faced redhead.
“T-t-t-t-Techie?”
He finally stammered out. He felt like his heart had just stopped. Hands grasping at his sheet he pulled over his naked lap and hard dick. He could feel his cheeks flushing eyes falling slightly but not wanting to look at his lap either.
Techie stumbles over to him, entire field of view narrowed to just Matt on the bed. Matt, with his head thrown back, cheeks red, glistening with sweat. Fucking delicious. His own mouth waters at the sight. Before walking in on this, he hadn’t any inkling of arousal and now it was the only thing coursing through his veins.
He’s kneeling by the bedside before he realizes it, and then with shaking hands, Techie removes the thin blanket. Inch by inch, Matt’s flushed, hard cock is revealed and Techie’s mouth goes slack. “G-Gorgeous,” he breathes, eyes locked onto the leaking tip.
“Mmm-Matt, I w-want… to touch…” It’s so hard to speak with this mouthwatering cock so close to his lips. Part of Techie aches to stroke it, the other to swallow it down. What does Matt want? That’s important, regardless of how much Techie wants something or other.
Here’s where the doubt creeps in once more. “I… I dunno, honestly. That planet m-might not like having the Order hanging around.” He bites at his bottom lip, thinking. “What’s th-the safest choice?” Techie can’t bear to lose Hux, not when they’ve just gotten reunited.
“Ruthless?” Techie shakes his head, in disbelief. “M-Maybe I’m too naive, but I’ve never gotten a sense that you’re r-ruthless. You’ve done ruthless things, I know, and y-yet…” He cups Kylo’s cheek with a warm, calloused hand.. “There’s s-something gentle in you. Kind. I see it in th-the way you look at me.”
When he shifts to meet his brother’s eyes, Techie offers him a hesitant curl of the lips. “I want you f-forever,” he whispers. The words are heavy, solemn, with emotion. “That’s wh-why I have to ask. If you want th-this to be… real. There’ll be risks and, um. It’ll be h-hard, but if y-you’re willing…”
Techie swallows hard and buries his face in the warm crook of his brother’s shoulder. Here, the comforting smell of him is the strongest, and Techie almost instantly feels at ease once more. When they were children, he’d crawl into bed with Armie and cling to him like a second skin.
Here they were once more; falling into old habits with an adult twist.
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