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50_smutlets claim, that belongs in my Within You, Without You universe.
Title: The Glass Onion
Author: Maple
Pairing: George/Lee
Word Count: 465
Rating: NC-17
My Table
30. Restraints
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George twisted and Lee turned, and he found Lee lying over his back, undulating and pressing against him. He kissed George’s shoulders, running his hands down the backs of George’s arms, while his hardened cock pressed the length of George’s arse crack.
“Feels good, babe. Loveyousomuch,” Lee muttered into the back of his neck while continuing to tease George’s cleft with his thick erection.
It was mad, utterly ridiculous, but he couldn’t stop the niggling cringe that welled up in him. A rational part of him knew that Lee wasn’t really proposing to top him here and now, but the irrational took over, and he flipped and rolled, pinning Lee under him.
The mischievous smile of surprise on Lee’s lips faded. George knew in that moment that Lee had suddenly understand what the action meant and George saw the unmistakable glare of disappointment in his eyes.
What began with the erotic writhing of slick skin over skin disintegrated into a cursory guilt-ridden blowjob followed by a short silent fuck. Unspoken hostile words of accusation and self-defense reverberated while they denied their anger behind closed eyes, which was punctuated only by unfulfilling climaxes.
George’s heart rate began to steady before he opened his eyes. His arm was stretched out, hand resting on Lee’s hip, Lee facing away from him and laying stalk still.
A feeling of extreme caution settled into George’s blood, just like sneaking back in was scarier than sneaking out in the first place. He knew that what he did with that hand in the next few seconds was vital.
He didn’t want to withdraw it completely and turn away. That would do nothing but erect an invisible wall down the middle of the bed and make for a grumpy morning tomorrow.
But if he rubbed his hand over Lee’s hip, snuggled against him and kissed the back of his shoulder like he wanted to, it would approximate an apology, which he certainly wasn’t going to do.
Settling on a course of action, he flexed his fingers, spreading them apart and pressed gently without any rubbing movement. He leaned in closer very slowly.
“Love you, mate,” he said simply, without any tone of apology or expectation.
Lee took a breath and leaning back towards him, looking over his shoulder.
“Love you, too.” There was no flowery affection in Lee’s words either, which clearly conveyed, ‘I’m still fucked off, but I don’t hate you.’
It was enough for George and he would gratefully accept it. He gave a Lee’s hip another mild squeeze and let go, rolling away to his own side of the bed. Pride was a stronger restraint than any Unforgivable curse.
Odd, how in spite of just shagging and being only inches from Lee in their own bed he still felt lonely.
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A/N - *meep* Oh my stupid boys won't just stop it already!
50_smutlets claim, that belongs in my Within You, Without You universe.Title: The Glass Onion
Author: Maple
Pairing: George/Lee
Word Count: 465
Rating: NC-17
My Table
30. Restraints
~^~
George twisted and Lee turned, and he found Lee lying over his back, undulating and pressing against him. He kissed George’s shoulders, running his hands down the backs of George’s arms, while his hardened cock pressed the length of George’s arse crack.
“Feels good, babe. Loveyousomuch,” Lee muttered into the back of his neck while continuing to tease George’s cleft with his thick erection.
It was mad, utterly ridiculous, but he couldn’t stop the niggling cringe that welled up in him. A rational part of him knew that Lee wasn’t really proposing to top him here and now, but the irrational took over, and he flipped and rolled, pinning Lee under him.
The mischievous smile of surprise on Lee’s lips faded. George knew in that moment that Lee had suddenly understand what the action meant and George saw the unmistakable glare of disappointment in his eyes.
What began with the erotic writhing of slick skin over skin disintegrated into a cursory guilt-ridden blowjob followed by a short silent fuck. Unspoken hostile words of accusation and self-defense reverberated while they denied their anger behind closed eyes, which was punctuated only by unfulfilling climaxes.
George’s heart rate began to steady before he opened his eyes. His arm was stretched out, hand resting on Lee’s hip, Lee facing away from him and laying stalk still.
A feeling of extreme caution settled into George’s blood, just like sneaking back in was scarier than sneaking out in the first place. He knew that what he did with that hand in the next few seconds was vital.
He didn’t want to withdraw it completely and turn away. That would do nothing but erect an invisible wall down the middle of the bed and make for a grumpy morning tomorrow.
But if he rubbed his hand over Lee’s hip, snuggled against him and kissed the back of his shoulder like he wanted to, it would approximate an apology, which he certainly wasn’t going to do.
Settling on a course of action, he flexed his fingers, spreading them apart and pressed gently without any rubbing movement. He leaned in closer very slowly.
“Love you, mate,” he said simply, without any tone of apology or expectation.
Lee took a breath and leaning back towards him, looking over his shoulder.
“Love you, too.” There was no flowery affection in Lee’s words either, which clearly conveyed, ‘I’m still fucked off, but I don’t hate you.’
It was enough for George and he would gratefully accept it. He gave a Lee’s hip another mild squeeze and let go, rolling away to his own side of the bed. Pride was a stronger restraint than any Unforgivable curse.
Odd, how in spite of just shagging and being only inches from Lee in their own bed he still felt lonely.
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A/N - *meep* Oh my stupid boys won't just stop it already!
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Date: 2007-08-08 04:16 pm (UTC)You just own this ship, don't you?
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Date: 2007-08-08 04:29 pm (UTC)Let Lee take control!!! He's getting better with his workouts!
Damn it to hell and back....
*slaps George silly for his over protectiveness*
See? That's what happens, George! You get fucked in the head while being fucked!
Ok...I really need to stop cursing....
*skips happily away with a satisfied smile b/c it was GLee to read today*
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Date: 2007-08-08 05:16 pm (UTC)Poor boys! George with his guilt and pride and Lee with his disappointment and resentment. *sigh*
Lovely chapters, Maple!
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Date: 2007-08-08 05:33 pm (UTC)I adore them anyway, and you, always.
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Date: 2007-08-08 06:21 pm (UTC)You know... you can give Shari a run for her money if you really get down and dirty with the Angst... :)
Maybe you should have Fred kick some sense into George, that would be one BRILLIANT conversation :))
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Date: 2007-08-08 06:52 pm (UTC)thank you!
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Date: 2007-08-08 06:54 pm (UTC)... George also can't stop staring at your icon and is startling aroused.
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Date: 2007-08-08 06:55 pm (UTC)George is so hung up about getting over not being a straight boy like he thinks he's supposed to be. He's almost there.
Thank you!
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Date: 2007-08-08 06:56 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for reading! *twirls you*
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Date: 2007-08-08 07:06 pm (UTC)George will be having a real awakening and self acceptance soon.
thank you!
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Date: 2007-08-08 09:42 pm (UTC)Oh George... Hmmm I think Lee should get him liquored up. Just kidding. That would be wrong! But hot! But wrong.
I second the motion of Fred talking to George about this. LoL. Can only imagine how THAT would go. *giggle*
Brilliant chapter! How many more?
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Date: 2007-08-08 09:57 pm (UTC)George you numpty, how can you trust and not trust all at once? Silly boy (smacks him)
*need porny icon*
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Date: 2007-08-09 12:24 am (UTC)*hugs Lee*
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Date: 2007-08-09 10:53 am (UTC)I feel quite frustrated at present (you did this deliberately to me...my own unfufilled climax).
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Date: 2007-08-10 05:47 am (UTC)You're killing me, you really, REALLY are.
*clings to you because my poor little George/Lee heart can't last that long without some kind of resolution*
*loves you anyway* ;)
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Date: 2007-08-11 10:42 pm (UTC)The makes 31 of 50. Whew!
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Date: 2007-08-11 10:43 pm (UTC)You got it exactly there. Yes.
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Date: 2007-08-11 10:50 pm (UTC)Thank you for your help!!
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Date: 2007-08-11 10:51 pm (UTC)He'll be 'taking' his very soon actually. Another 3 smutlets I think it is. :)
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Date: 2007-08-11 10:52 pm (UTC)George is infuriating, isn't he? (I never could have dragged it out this long if it wasn't required for the timeline of WYWY - alas)
thank you!!! :)
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Date: 2007-08-11 10:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-12 12:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-13 06:20 am (UTC)I cannot tell you how happy I am to have found this! Sorry again for, what? 12 comments in one night? Heh. *snuggles GLee, ignoring their current discontent*
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Date: 2007-08-16 07:52 pm (UTC)George is putting up his last efforts to avoid the truth. Won't be much longer.
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Date: 2007-08-16 07:53 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading and commenting! :)
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Date: 2007-08-26 09:27 pm (UTC)That keening wail of "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" you heard? It was me discovering there were no more chapters. I let myself hope there were more here on your LJ that just hadn't been put up at TQP yet. Dashed, of course. *sighs*
I know it'll be fully worth the wait--this is lovely and wonderful (though George better act right soon and stop being such a coward!), and I can't wait for more.
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Date: 2007-08-28 02:24 am (UTC)The next segment is with beta now, I'm hoping to have it up tomorrow. It's always SO good to have another reader! :D
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Date: 2007-11-14 01:17 am (UTC)Award winning line for this chapter:
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Date: 2007-11-14 03:38 am (UTC)no subject
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