AIM fic!

[foxxcub]

shleemeri: WELL THEN HAVE YOU THOUGHT ANY FURTHER ON THE WHOLE SPENCER/JON NOISE ISSUE?
foxxcub: UM, YES QUITE FREQUENTLY ACTUALLY
shleemeri: SO PLEASE ELUCIDATE




He doesn't mean to see him lying there, his face pressed into the pillow, cheek scrunched up. Spencer's fallen asleep with his light on, reading some book that's long since fallen from his hands onto the floor of the bus; Spencer's hand dangles off the edge of the bunk, relaxed and soft-looking.

Spencer licks his lips in his sleep, and Jon pauses, watches in fascination, although it's nothing new, really. They've slept in close quarters for months upon months, and this shouldn't be any different.

But it is, somehow. Spencer sighs into the pillow, face concentrated even in sleep, and Jon thinks--well. He thinks, maybe, if Spencer were alone, with someone, that this would be the private look shared only between those lucky enough to see him like this, and for that Jon thinks he should feel guilty for being such a voyeur, but. He can't help it. He can't help a lot of things when it comes to Spencer
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Jon continues on to his own bunk, curls up on his side and pulls the curtain closed, and then he's thinking about private, intimate, sleep-heavy looks, and soon it's more than that, it's kissing and thin, warm exchanges of air passed between lips, chins brushing, hands pawing in the dark for touch. Spencer wouldn't make a lot of sound at first; he'd close his eyes and wait as his hands set the rhythm, set the course for what was soon to come.

But then, when the rhythm gets solid and heated and almost too heavy to keep, Spencer's eyes would open, along with his mouth, his lips wet and soft, puffy and red from kisses he lead, and then he'd gasp as his knuckles turned white when the fingers suddenly halt their frantic beat.

He'd dig his teeth into his bottom lip--"oh fuck, please" all in one single, hard breath--and when he comes it's not sweet or simple. It's a little rough, a little hard, and for an instant, when everything breaks and shatters so brightly, he'll be lost without any direction, grasping for control, and it would be the single most beautiful fucking thing Jon would ever see in his life.

Comments

[gobsmackit.livejournal.com]

I'm still speaking to you from my puddle. Also, I could not love you more.

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

I AM RESISTING A LOVEFEST VIA COMMENTS.

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

You are quite welcome, as I pretty much need amazing Jon/Spencer every day, so. WIN WIN. \o/

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

disarm_d is dangerously close to making me love Brendon/Spencer to equally insane amounts, but anyway, yes, OTP LUV (it feels like they're being written more these days, though, y/n?).

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

I've kind decided that I have an OT3 thing going on. Poor RyRo, always getting the shaft with me. *g*

[prettykitty-aya.livejournal.com]

oh. oh. i love this. the world needs more spencer/jon, even if it is (sort of) unrequited.

*happy sigh*

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

NOT unrequited, because who knows really what Spence is dreaming? *g*

[girlintheband.livejournal.com]

oh jesus fuck.

nghhhhh. i am reduced to-- gah. i don't even know. just-- more jon/spencer, please. god.

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

I might possibly take this and expand on it, I think. :D

[siryn99.livejournal.com]

you = <3

that is all i have to say at this moment.

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

:DDDDDDDD

WELL, I TRY.

You should spam me with Pete/Patrick carnival stuff to show your love, I'm just saying...

[flimsy.livejournal.com]

sigh. that was amazing. i'm just. wow. gah <3<3<3

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

\o/

They are so much love.

[velouramor.livejournal.com]

That was fabulous. Exactly what I needed right now :)

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

Yay! :D

[kurtbert.livejournal.com]

IDK WHAT TO SAY OTHER THAN I THINK IF THERE WERE HANDJOBS INVOLVED, HE WOULD SMIRK AFTER FINISHING OFF THE PERSON AND THEN SAY "NIGHT" AND GO TO SLEEP.

[foxxcub.livejournal.com]

(LMAO, how many tabs did you have open?)

V. TRUE, IAWTC.

[kurtbert.livejournal.com]

(TOO MANY. The answer is too many.)

I'M GLAD WE CAN AGREE ON THE SRUGSMIRK.