Randominity

Title: Just Enough Time
Author: randominity
Pairing: Alan Tudyk/Nathan Fillion
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 484
Disclaimer: Plot? What plot? Just a bit of fun vandonovan and I had imagining the backstory to [this photo]. And because it's Alan and Nathan, this can only lead to porn. :D But of course I don't know these guys, and don't much care to, and am making no statements about their respective sexualities. This didn't really happen. Dong ma?
For vandonovan :).



"We're gonna have to be out of here--" Alan drew in a sharp breath as Nathan tugged on his tie, loosening the knot before placing a kiss on his chin and then nibbling a bit on the underside of his jaw-- "pretty damn quickly, you realize this."

"Oh, I think we've got a few minutes," Nathan murmured against Alan's jugular, one hand pressed against Alan's chest and holding him up against the wall of the stall. Alan's own hands fumbled with the front of Nathan's pants, rubbing and then delving inside, squeezing when Nathan licked the dip at the base of Alan's throat. "Jesus," Nathan gasped, breaking away and tilting his head back. "Watch the dress pants, Al."

"Hey, I'm the one in the tailored suit, here," Alan smirked, bringing a hand up to cup the back of Nathan's neck. He kissed Nathan briefly. "I'll make it quick," he promised, and then slid down the length of his body, hands roaming all the way. He took Nathan into his mouth, and Nathan braced his forehead against the wall, leaning heavily.

Alan brought Nathan to the edge quickly, pumping his fist confidently around Nathan's erection and letting Nathan set the rhythm. For his part Nathan showed some restraint, letting his fingers rest lightly on top of Alan's head, but when he came his hands curled into fists, tugging non-too-gently on Alan's hair as he rode it out.

Alan grinned to himself as Nathan loosened his hands, breathing more normally now. "How're we doing on time?" he asked, tucking Nathan back in and rising from his knees.

"I think we're up," Nathan replied in a voice that was so husky it practically screamed I've just had sex. It made Alan even more acutely aware of his own arousal, now with no time to take care of it.

"Great," he said wryly, glancing down at the bulge in his pants. "Why is it I let you go first, again?"

"Because you can't resist the sight of me," Nathan told him, smiling cheekily. A light sheen of sweat covered his upper lip and hairline; he pushed back a few errant strands of hair that had stuck to his forehead, and they spiked up slightly, away from his skin. "Don't worry," he whispered into Alan's ear as he opened the stall door. Alan could hear the smirk in his voice. "I'll make it up to you later."

Alan watched Nathan's back as he exited the stall ahead of Alan, a little unsteady on his feet. "Oh, and," Nathan called back over his shoulder. "You might want to check your hair before you head out. I might have to owe you for that one."

Alan passed a hand over his head and laughed, feeling the tufts of hair standing up where Nathan had gripped them. He was going to look forward to making Nathan pay for that, in spades.

the end.