Hear Me Now (Funny x Charlie)

Hear Me Now

The first sound wasn't that big of a deal. A muffled moan, definitely, but Charlie just cranked the volume up on the living room TV.

Then there was a louder one, very obviously Danny making the noise, accompanied by some groaning, which had to be J3T.

Funny grabbed two pillows off of the couch and covered his ears with them. Charlie turned the TV up even more.

As if out of spite, Danny began to almost scream profanities, begging J3T to do worse and worse shit to him.

Funny chucked the pillows, a frustrated sound escaping him as he threw his head into his hands. "They couldn't fucking go somewhere else?"

Charlie tugged Funny close, stroking his hair, "If we're lucky they'll be done soon?"

Then came the noise of a metal bedframe being jostled, hitting the wall several times. More profanities, this time J3T.

"I'd go in there, but I think I'd be traumatized," Funny muttered, lying across the couch with his head in Charlie's lap.

"I uh...I've got one idea." Charlie managed, taking Funny's hand in his own.

"Anything to drown them out."

"Wanna fuck louder? To...I don't know, establish dominance?"

Funny laughed a little, "You know what? Yeah. Let's make them uncomfortable, too." He got up, straddling Charlie and looping his arms around Charlie's shoulders.

Charlie rested his hands on Funny's hips, easing the hem of Funny's shirt up slightly to touch his bare skin, "You sure? I was partially joking."

"Oh, I'm sure." He gripped the base of Charlie's neck, pulling him in for a long, passionate kiss.

Charlie's hands slid up higher, tracing the lines of Funny's stomach and slowly making their way up his chest. Funny pressed his tongue against Charlie's lips and Charlie let him in, their kissing becoming more fervent.

Then, with a devilish smirk, Funny threw his head back and let out the fucking dirtiest, loudest, exaggerated moan Charlie had ever heard. Charlie's half-boner sprung to a full erection, visibly tenting his jeans. And, the sound of metal hitting the wall stopped.

"Holy shit, Dylan!" Charlie stifled a groan and a laugh mixed together, "I didn't know you could make that sound."

"It worked though, yeah?" Funny adjusted his position, sitting directly on top of Charlie's cock, "Worked mi amado up, too." He started to roll his hips against Charlie's, rubbing his ass over Charlie's hard-on.

Charlie moaned softly, thrusting upward a little, "Shit, yeah it did. Say more Spanish stuff to me, it's so hot..."

Funny leaned in to kiss and nip at Charlie's neck, "Te quiero mucho, Jordon...Te amo con todo mi corazón."

Charlie slid his hands up even further, rolling and pinching Funny's nipples between his fingers, "Now tell me it in English."

Funny laughed and moaned, "I called you 'my love'," He arched his back a little, placing his hands atop Charlie's and pushing one of Charlie's hands down to the fastens of his pants, "Then I said that I want you...want you a lot."

Charlie quickly unbuttoned and unzipped Funny's jeans, tugged his boxers down, and then gently began to stroke Funny, "What was the last thing?"

Funny keened and brought his mouth to Charlie's ear, whispering, "I love you with all of my heart."

Charlie swore and moved his hand that was still up Funny's shirt, cupping Funny's cheek with it instead, "I can't say shit that'll sound as pretty as yours did," He kissed Funny gently, "But I love you, too. More than beer. More than our band. More than country music. More than myself. I love you so much, Dylan."