Be Happy, Baby [*RESTRICTED VERSION*] [slash- boyxboy]

Be Happy, Baby [*RESTRICTED VERSION*] [slash] Ch. 12

A strong warning for you: This contains actual sex. Not just kissing and petting, yadda yadda, like full-on boyxboy sex. Also very naughty language. So. Read at your own risk, dollface. Right well, I hope this chapter satisfies you all.

Disclaimer!: I own none of the Beatles or their songs. This is merely fiction written by a fan.

CHAPITRE DOUZE(12)

Late night after the Fiore’s…

George felt like an awkward teenager again, clueless and a little scared when it came to sex. Although he was, in fact, not clueless when it came to sex, and he was actually rather good at it if he did say so himself. But that was when he was with a bird, all soft and pretty smelling and tender and all that, not with another man.

The chase was the same, the flirting and the kissing, but he didn’t really think ahead of that. He never actually expected to make it this far to be honest and now that he had, he felt like a child at Christmas, excited but also a little nervous. But it couldn’t be that hard to figure it out though, and he was pretty sure Ringo knew somewhat of what he was doing. If not, he was pretty damn good at acting like he did.

George walked into the room and slipped off his blazer and shoes, watching Ringo set down his suitcase. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think that George was as calm as can be with his usual straight face and I-don’t-care attitude. But if you looked closely, you could see the slight shaking of his hands as he untied his tie and the hitch in his breathing. George’s excitement was like that of a giddy schoolgirl when Ringo grinned at him, having removed his shoes as well. The drummer came over to stand in front of him, George looking down slightly to meet his eyes.

“Is this okay?” Ringo asked softly when he circled his arms around the younger man’s waist, blue eyes showing a hint of uncertainty.

George’s heart was drumming in his chest in anticipation when he nodded. He leaned down a little and brushed his lips against the older man’s, a shiver travelling up his spine. George closed his eyes and sighed softly when Ringo pulled him closer and pressed his lips onto his, bringing one hand up to the drummer’s neck.

George learned almost right away that Ringo was kind of an animal when he got going, very unlike his usual gentle self. After kissing for all of thirty seconds, Ringo seemed to switch into sex-mode. Not that the guitarist was complaining or anything as the older man practically ripped he and George’s clothes off in record time and shoved him onto the bed. It caught him off guard but he still found it rather sexy how eager and dominate he was. Though, George sort of figured he was going to be the main initiator since he pretty much had been up till now.

But this was not the case as the drummer ravished his body, covering his face and neck in kisses and love bites, making the younger man tingle and shiver with excitement. George lifted his hips a little when Ringo drew back and peeled his y-fronts off, tossing them carelessly to the ground.

“Oh my god..” George gasped in delight as Ringo wrapped his thick lips around the head of his cock without warning, taking him in inch by inch. He hadn’t even realized how hard he already was until he saw the great contrast with Ringo’s soft lips. He locked eyes with drummer as he started bobbing up and down the shaft slowly, although sucking a little too hard, only heightened his excitement. George let his head fall back onto the pillow as he moaned and gripped the sheets with both fingers and toes, Ringo starting up a steady rhythm that would have George teetering on the edge before backing off and licking up and down the shaft teasingly.

If Ringo hadn’t ever done this before, he must be a damn quick learner. The younger man bit his lip and had to resist the urge to thrust his hips when the drummer took nearly all of George into his wet mouth, the tip of his dick tickling the back of Ringo’s tight throat, the older man hardly even gagging. “Mmm..” The older man hummed, sending delicious sensations into George’s groin and making him shudder. When he felt George getting close again, Ringo backed off and let George’s cock slip from his mouth, one hand still wrapped around it and stroking slowly.