| Title: Fractured Authors: Jo & Brenda Pairing: Karl Urban/Orlando Bloom Rating: NC17 Summary: Need finally outweighs consequence Disclaimer: Um...no. And, um...no. Never happened. Author's Notes: Yes, Brenda is evil. Jo loves her anyway. Inspired in part, by Cas' wonderful "Where We Are" fic series & a discussion about different OTPs with Lobelia from a long time back.
Karl obligingly moved his still-hard cock in slow circles inside Orlando, grabbed one of Orlando's hands, locking their fingers together. "I'm not going to stop until tomorrow." The whimper that escaped Orlando's lips was part plea, part tease. "You're going to have to," he replied, hungry gaze raking over Karl's flushed features, memorizing each one. "Yeah?" Karl gave Orlando a lazy smile before catching his lips in a blazing kiss. He lifted his head just enough to look deep into Orlando's eyes as he rotated his hips, his cock rubbing across Orlando's prostate. "Why's that?" Hard to breathe, to concentrate...every movement inflamed already screaming nerves. Too much...not enough...never enough. Wanted to imprint the sweep of Karl's eyelashes, the trickle of sweat winding down his neck, the dark hairs matted to his forehead. Orlando leaned up, swept his tongue over the small droplet of sweat, sucked the small patch of skin. "Because I get to fuck you next," he murmured, the words soft against Karl's skin. Karl groaned, fingers squeezing tight around Orlando's, hips thrusting hard against the body beneath him. "Looking forward to it," he gasped as he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back inside Orlando. The sex was a continuation of the first time...rough and frenzied. Lips met, dueled; tongues tangled, meshed. Karl's pace was just as brutal, just as fast, and Orlando rose to meet him, anxious, needy. Wanted to come again, come brutally, wanted Karl's come filling him. The hand around Karl's tightened, squeezed, knuckles whitening with tension. "Please..." Orlando was shoved across the sofa, the rough fabric scraping his back. Didn't notice, nor care...would gladly accept any pain, as long as Karl never stopped. "Please what?" Karl's voice was low, hoarse, as his teeth scraped across Orlando's collarbone. He kept driving into Orlando, wrapped his fingers around Orlando's cock to stroke it roughly. His grin was feral when he lifted his head, his eyes dark, his face flushed...and Orlando thought his body would rupture from the erotic sight. "Come..." Oh God, oh Christ...Orlando's orgasm hit him with the force of a hurricane, twisted and tumbled him into a black void of raw desire. Was sure his bones were exploding, rearranging...and all he could do was stare deep into Karl's eyes as shudder after shudder racked his body, each one more intense than the last. Karl gasped, visibly struggling to keep his eyes open and locked with Orlando's. He continued to stroke, to thrust, then stiffened, letting his head fall to rest on Orlando's shoulder and chanting Orlando's name. Orlando wasn't quite sure how long they both lay on the sofa, both panting and twitching. Orlando's head spun, his vision swam, his body was drenched in sweat, stomach covered in his own come. Karl was slumped over him, crushing him, but Orlando welcomed the weight. He'd wanted this for so long. "I never thought..." "Never thought what?" Karl's tongue licked at Orlando's neck, lapping up drops of sweat. He shifted a bit, adjusted his position so he was leaning on an elbow, tongue still licking at Orlando's damp skin. "We'd be..." Orlando sighed into the touch, traced his palm over Karl's shoulder and tricep. "Wanted...God, I wanted..." He blinked his eyes open, tried to focus on Karl. "Yeah," Karl murmured, lifting his head to look at Orlando. His fingers danced across Orlando's ribs in light, teasing touches. "I wanted, too." No matter what happened, Orlando would not regret this. Couldn't regret it. The craving had been killing him, eating at his soul. Karl's still needy eyes met his in understanding, acceptance. No need for words now--words would come later. The next 24 or so hours belonged to them...Orlando would be damned if he would spoil it. "I think I'd like to rim you in the shower," he stated conversationally, watched hazel eyes go hot, felt Karl's muscled body tense with need. "Isn't there one down here we could use? Or do you want to leave, go someplace else." "No, here is good." Karl sounded a little breathless as he stood and pulled Orlando up to press against him. One hand swept down Orlando's back to cup his ass, kneading it as Karl leaned in for a swift kiss. "Unless you had someplace else in mind..." "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." "If I felt uncomfortable, you wouldn't be here." Karl looked deep into Orlando's eyes and smiled. One finger traced a cheekbone, causing Orlando to shiver, and Karl's smile widened. "And we certainly wouldn't be doing this. Would you be more comfortable someplace else?" Good enough. Orlando curved his body against Karl's, licked another bead of sweat from Karl's chin. "I want you wherever you are. The place doesn't mean a fuck to me," he stated. "Good." Karl started to back up, pulling Orlando with him, a naughty grin playing over his mouth. "I'm getting in the shower now. If you want me, you'll have to come with me. And I remember something being said about rimming...." "And I intend to do just that before I fuck you into the wall," Orlando promised, and allowed himself to be pulled, trading long, sweeping kisses. They stumbled into the bathroom, still intent on each other, on finally exploring flesh that had been forbidden for so long. Karl reached behind him, hand fumbling for the knobs, turning on the water without looking away from Orlando. His hunger, his need, was plain on his face, in the way his body trembled. He barely gave the water time to heat up before he stepped into the shower, pulling Orlando with him. "God, wanted you so fucking long," he murmured, hands racing over Orlando's skin as the water poured over them. "I know." Orlando ducked his head under the spray, twisted in Karl's arms, licked hot water from Karl's collarbone. "That first day..." "Yeah." Karl grinned, tilted his head back when Orlando's tongue moved up his throat and along the underside of his jaw. "I had to fight to keep from throwing you down in the backyard." Orlando laughed, the sound resounding off the tiles. "Hell, I knew from that first handshake." He slid up Karl's slippery body, trailed small bites along the curve of Karl's cheek and earlobe. "Glad to know I wasn't the only one," Karl laughed, the sound a little strained and breathy. He leaned back against the wall, slid his hands over Orlando's slick chest. "But the kiss...God, I wanted to just push you to the ground and...yeah..." "It was all I could do to turn away," Orlando confessed, pushing Karl's wet hair off of his forehead. Steam surrounded them, enveloped them as lips met again and bodies strained against each other. "Still don't know whether or not I'm glad you did," Karl stated, trailing his lips over Orlando's jaw and down his throat as his hands swept down to rest on slim hips. He lifted his head, shook his hair back, smiled at Orlando. "Better this way. Turn around." Karl closed his eyes for a brief moment. When he opened them again, Orlando's breath caught in his throat. But Karl just smiled, licked his lips, and turned. He braced his hands against the wall, rested his forehead on the wet tile, slid his feet apart...and just stood there, body relaxed and waiting for whatever Orlando wanted to do to it. Orlando licked water off Karl's spine, eased down on his knees, nibbling and soothing damp skin with his teeth and tongue. "You have such a perfect ass," he commented, biting down on a cheek. Karl flinched a bit, breath leaving his lungs in a shaky laugh. He glanced over his shoulder, shook water out of his face, grinned. "Then do something with it." "I'm taking my time," Orlando grinned back, delivering a light, wet smack to the other cheek. His grin turned wicked when Karl flinched, then arched into the touch. Interesting...he'd have to remember that. But, for now...Orlando spread Karl's cheeks with his hand, dove between them with his tongue, licking and spearing at the muscled ring. "Jesus!" Orlando's tongue had Karl's fingers scratching against the tiles as his body arched again, hips pushing back, seeking more. A soft groan escaped, followed by an even softer thunk as Karl let his head fall forward to rest against the wall once more. Orlando was relentless, voracious. His tongue pushed inside, curling at the edges, pumping in rhythmic strokes. One hand reached around Karl's hip to close around him, started to move his fist in time with his tongue. Karl moaned deep in his throat, hips pushing back against Orlando's tongue, thrusting forward into his fist. His upper body leaned against the wet tiles for support, face turned, cheek resting against the cool wetness as steam swirled around their bodies. "Fuck..." Karl's voice was close to a whimper as he trembled, curled his hands into fists. Orlando felt the trembling in Karl's limbs, the tightening of the cock in his still-moving fist. Wanted Karl to shatter for him...worked his tongue faster, ignored the water stinging his eyes, just wanted to bring Karl off now... "Oh fuck...Jesus..." Karl's body stiffened, wracked with tiny tremors. His head fell back, water pouring over his face as he came, voice hoarse and ragged as he chanted Orlando's name. It was the most sublime of sounds. Orlando slithered up Karl's wet body, used Karl's come to coat his cock, pushed the head inside Karl's ass, hands clenched to lean hips. "Tell me if I hurt you," he whispered, teeth catching the bottom of Karl's earlobe as he slid inside. "Fuck..." Karl gasped, groaned, pushed back against Orlando, one hand reaching behind him to grasp Orlando's hip. "Fuck that. Wasn't gentle with...you..." No, he hadn't been. "Thanks for the reminder," Orlando groaned, then slammed forward, setting a vicious, manic pace. Water flowed, steam swirled, and it choked Orlando in wetness, surrounded him in heat. "That's...it...yeah..." Karl's body writhed against Orlando's, hips rocked back into Orlando's every thrust. One hand scrabbled at the wet tiles, the other slid down to Orlando's thigh, fingers digging into the muscles there as Karl turned his head to watch Orlando from the corner of his eye. "Goddamn, you're hot." Orlando pulled Karl's head back, slanted his mouth over Karl's as he hammered into willing flesh over and over. Karl's tongue curled around Orlando's, slid over it, coaxed it into his mouth so he could suck on it. He continued to rock back, welcoming every brutal thrust, tightening his muscles around Orlando's cock, fingers sliding up and down his thigh. Orlando bit down on Karl's shoulder when he came, teeth leaving crescent marks on hard flesh. Fuckfuckyes...the world imploded around him, leaving him at the center of a black hole sucking him dry, leaving him with nothing except Karl's name on his lips. Karl cried out, his head snapping back against Orlando's shoulder, hips pushing hard against Orlando, fist reaching down to circle his cock and stroke it roughly. "Fuck...Orlando..." "Shh...I've got you." Orlando reversed their positions, leaned against the wall, pulling Karl against him, didn't give him time to breathe, didn't want him to recover. "Again...now..." Karl pushed Orlando against the wall, reaching down, using the shower gel as lube. He slicked it over his cock, and then he was inside, cock still throbbing, aching, needing. "Oh...fuck...you've got the tightest ass..." He groaned and began to move, setting a hard, rough pace. Trembling...Orlando was still trembling, body shaking from the force of his last orgasm, was sent hurtling toward another by Karl's hard cock inside him, moving in him, filling him. "Make me come, Karl." The words echoed off the tile as Orlando writhed and bucked, was slammed into the wall by the force of Karl's thrusts. Karl drove into Orlando relentlessly, one hand gripping his hip tight enough to leave marks, the other sliding around, over wet skin to wrap around Orlando's cock. His hand moved in time with his hips, stroking, squeezing, everything rough, brutal. His teeth closed on the side of Orlando's neck, then his tongue licked over the spot and up to Orlando's ear. "Come for me," he whispered, tongue flicking out to trace the contours of that ear. "Want you to come apart while I fuck your sweet ass..." "Oh God..." Orlando was too spent to do anything more than slump into Karl's body when he came, hands spasming on Karl's hips. Karl groaned, his hand easing, becoming gentle. He leaned in, pressing kisses up the side of Orlando's neck, then he pressed his face in the juncture of shoulder and neck as he came, Orlando's name passing his lips in a soft gasp. "Karl...I just..." Orlando sank to the bottom of the tub, legs no longer able to support him. Karl followed him down, sitting in the bottom of the tub and pulling Orlando half into his lap. Gentle hands stroked Orlando's back, soothed the tremors that raced through him. "Just what?" Karl murmured, lips soft against Orlando's forehead, his own body still trembling. Don't say it, don't say it, don't fucking think it... "Nothing," Orlando mumbled, and turned into Karl's arms, seeking warmth. "What?" Karl wrapped Orlando in his arms, tipped Orlando's chin up with one hand. He searched Orlando's eyes for a moment, then his mouth curved in a faint smile. "What, Orlando?" "You know." Karl's laugh was soft, familiar, his breath warm against Orlando's cheek. "So tell me anyway." His thumb stroked Orlando's bottom lip. Orlando blinked slowly up at Karl, snaked out his tongue to trace along Karl's thumb. Looked into that beautiful face, those amazing eyes...and couldn't lie anymore. "I love you." "You love me." Karl sighed, closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, he was smiling. His hands cupped Orlando's face, his lips covered Orlando's in a soft, brief kiss, and he murmured, "I love you, too. So what the hell do we do now?" |