Oneshots

Writing Challenge

This is with  friend!
We have to  minutes to write for a prompt. 
This will be a Roadrat fic. 
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Rain hit the windows, the room warm with  comfortable chill coming from the window he sat infront of.
Currently he had a bottle of wine on the table to his right, and to his left, a scrawny male who was currently naked in front of his open window.
Mako turned the obnoxious man, frown in place.

"oh, you got the wine out! How fancy. Pour me a glass?"
The wiry blond asked, smiling at mako.
"No, Jamison. now go put your pants back on,"
the older man huffed, turning back to the window.
"your lucky we're so high up, no one can see in."
of course the blond, obnoxious as always, didn't do as asked; instead, he strutted to the chair, draping his long limbs over the back. mako knew what would come next.

sure enough, the next sound from jamison was a long, drawn out whine.
"But Makooo, its so freeing like this! and like ya' said, no one can see in.."
fingers slowly trailed up makos neck, and he had to resist the urge to lean against them as they carded through his hair, rubbing soothingly, almost making him doze. He knew jamison was just trying to get his way, and that he needed to stay stubborn with his words, but Jamison pressed a kiss against his temple, continuing the slow trickle of affection to entice his lover to relax and cave.

Mako sighed, and Jamison knew he had won. he let out a cheer of triumph, before walking around the chair to sit himself down on Makos lap. A empty wine glass in one of his hands, the bottle now in the crook of his arm, and a impish grin on his face.
Holding the bottle out, mako did as he was silently asked, opening the bottle and pouring it into one then two glasses.
Jamison didn't wait to put the glass to his lips, downing the deep purple drink, staining his lips.

he could barely tear his eyes away from his lover, half naked and sprawled across his lap, wine staining his lips a beautiful magenta hue. mind wandering to how they would taste to kiss, knowing how soft and warm their kisses were..

the smaller mans eyes lifted, smiling as he caught makos wandering gaze and no doubt thoughts. a hand cupped his cheek, pulling him closer to jamison as james leaned up.
"You can kiss me, i don't bite mate."
James teased, and mako had to let out a snort, knowing damn well his lover did in fact bite.
"what, don't believe me? the nerve of you-"
The hand left makos cheek, instead going to cross over the blondes chest, feigning a pout.

"No, I believe you just fine."
He murmured, letting his hand cup Jamison's face, drawing it back. James smiled knowingly, leaning up, not breaking eye contact as their nose's brushed, lips almost touching.

"Oh really? Then why don't you give me an' anniversary kiss already, Hog?"
Is all jamison had to say before their lips were molded together, heat spreading between them.
Soft touches, warm lips, wandering hands.

He could feel Jamison's hands sliding under his robe, resting against his large chest. Letting a hum rumble through his chest, he could feel James' lips quirk up in a pleased smile. The wine set to the side, their hands and mouths  only on eachother now.
Mako had been right when he thought jamison would taste sweet. It was almost intoxicating, between the roll of tongues and warm lips on eachother. Bated breaths, hands pulling at belts and hair.
They melted together, alone in the dark, wine dripping from their lips as the rain ran down the glass around them.

What a way to celebrate 6 years together.

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Short, and not my best work, but not bad for 30 minutes id say.
What did you think?