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Kismet	By : Siberian Category: 1 through F > Die Hard Views: 1304 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I wrote this story soley for entertainment. No profit is being made and all rights belong to whoever is associated with the movie Die Hard and the characters. I don’t know their names, but I’m sure they know who they are.

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Then using just his thumbs, he pushed past the barrier of underwear. As soon as his grip was solid he pulled down the material. When it reached Matt’s ankles, the other man automatically stepped out of the pool of fabric. With that done he stood back up to give his lover another thorough kiss. He made sure to keep them close together, loving the feel of Matt’s naked body pressed so tight to his form and giving the kid a chance to have a little friction if he wanted. Which apparently he did if the wiggling around was any indication.
The small almost tentative thrusts against his thigh had him ready to explode. It was the feeling of hands sinking into his shirt that had him refocusing. With a trembling touch, the fingers started to unbutton his dress shirt. He didn’t hinder their progress. Instead he kept skimming his hands down soft skin and kissing full soft lips that were already swollen. Eventually the last button came free, the fabric being roughly yanked out of his pants. The motion also freed his white tank top from the confines of his trousers. It was always a little weird feeling the waist of his pants directly against his skin.
He only let it distract him for a moment though because he had far more important things to focus on at present. With a small pull the dress shirt was off. Barely a beat passed before two hands gripped his tank top. That was his cue to intervene. Reaching down he gently curled over both hands to stop their movement. As soon as that was done, he pulled away from the kiss only to slide along the heated cheek to a delicate ear. “Not yet.” He could feel the confusion practically radiating off the younger man. “John, I don’t…” With a touch that radiated reassurance, he brushed over the hands in his grip. “Lie down for me.” The whispered words were barely out before he pulled back to reconnect their gazes.
Although he could still see the confusion, he could also tell that Matt was feeling at ease. Now feeling reassured as well, he gently prompted the other man to comply with his request. He led his lover down to the edge of the mattress with his hands. As soon as Matt was seated, he gently pressed him backward. It was only when the younger man was fully prone that he slowly went to his knees. During the decent he could see Matt’s eyes widening the lower he got. When his knees lightly hit the carpet, he lifted both hands to urge the long legs apart.
They fell open easily with the movement but he could tell the other man was still shocked. It was only as he was moving closer that Matt finally spoke. “John, that’s…you don’t have to. I mean I’d love it if you did but I’m not expecting you to. It’s probably been awhile since…which I’m sure you don’t want to think about but yeah…” He lifted an eyebrow in amusement. The fact that he was making his lover sort of speechless gave him a serious ego boost. At the same time he couldn’t deny, even if it was just to himself, that the stumbling was pretty adorable.
“I want to.” That’s all he said. It should be enough for now. If the other man wanted to talk later they could but right now he planned on being busy doing other things. Before Matt could even think about responding he was leaning down. He should have probably started slower. Maybe kissed the hard erection first or brushed over it with his tongue. In the end though, he couldn’t deny his desire to just go for it. His mouth wrapped around the tip of the arousal only to immediately start sinking downward. From the onset he delivered hard sucks and slid his tongue over the surface in hard strokes.
The hand was back on his head, the slim hips arching toward him in a move he could tell was instinctual. All it did was prompt him to go further. Eventually his mouth was full but he didn’t stop there. It had been a very long time. That didn’t mean he still didn’t remember a thing or two. Relaxing his throat as much as he could, he sunk down completely until he could feel the tickle of hair on his nose. There was another shout, a new strain in the muscles of the slim thighs. He could tell that the younger man was trying to hold back.
The fact that Matt didn’t want to hurt him was endearing but he didn’t want his lover to have that much control. What he wanted was to have the other man mindless with pleasure. Moving back upward slowly, he reached the half-way point before slowly sinking back down. This time when he connected with Matt’s groin, he issued a hard swallow immediately followed by a pleased deep hum. As he had been hoping the hips shot up without reserve. He could even feel the pressure increase slightly at the back of his head. Wanting to reward Matt for such a delectable reaction, he gave another slow hard swallow.
“John! Ah..yes!” The shouted words would have been enough but the warm trickle down his throat had his member throbbing. With one more light swallow, he pulled back up slowly until his lips were wrapped around the tip. He stayed there for a few moments, using his tongue to play lightly at the slit. It had the bony hips jerking so badly that he had to hold them down with his hands. When more fluid escaped to slide over his tongue he moaned. In all of his fantasies he’d never imagined that Matt could taste this good. Automatically deciding he wanted more he redoubled his efforts.
It worked. Barely five minutes had passed before a steady stream of fluid was dribbling into his mouth. Finally his enthusiasm was stemmed by his need for air. Pulling off of the tip with a last hard suck, he instead hovered there for a few seconds sliding his tongue over the skin to collect the newest beading moisture. Eventually he managed to pull himself away, so that he could kiss down the column of flesh as he’d longed to do from the beginning. When he did finally reach the base he continued downward to the sack. The skin there was tight at this point, drawn up close to the other man’s body in preparation of a climax.
He smirked to himself at the visual. That wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. They had only barely started. Although he had a feeling that Matt knew that it was obvious his body wasn’t getting the memo. That was more than okay with him though because he wanted the other man on that edge. The longer he stayed there, the more fantastic it would be when he pushed him off. Leaning a little closer, he ran his tongue over the tight skin. It fairly quivered in reaction. He gave a second lick then a third, his tongue sliding languidly over anywhere it could reach.
The hand on his head slid down to his neck. All it did was cup him gently but a second hand landed on his left shoulder an instant later. This one dug in there, finding an anchor in his taunt muscles. When all of the skin had been thoroughly explored, he pulled one of the hard globes into his mouth. The fingers dug in harder. He could hear a sob that didn’t sound pained in the least. Using his tongue, he rolled the aroused flesh in his mouth. The stimulation made it harden further. After some time had passed, he released it to take the second globe into his mouth.
This one was given the same gentle treatment. All the while he worked he could feel both hands burning like a brand into his body. He felt possessed. Something he didn’t understand since he was the one in control at the moment. Not thinking on it overly long, too concerned with staying in the present, he released the tight skin in order to move on. Releasing his solid hold on the other man’s hips, he slid his hands slowly down the trembling thighs. With gentle movements he urged them up and even further apart. They followed without question.
Sparing a glance upward, he had a feeling that the movement wasn’t solely based on trust. The look in Matt’s eyes was cloudy. It was obvious that he was being swept away by what they were doing. This time when he smiled it was with genuine pleasure. He could get used to seeing that look on his lover’s face. With any luck, that would come to pass. As soon as he had Matt in the right position he leaned closer once more. The first long lick of his tongue to the other man’s entrance had him practically coming off the bed. Anticipating some type of reaction, he quickly tightened his grip on the thighs.
Not giving Matt the chance to recover, he delivered another strong lick and then another over the already quivering muscles. He worked diligently, wetting the entire skin. The hand at his neck tightened essentially pulling him closer. At the same time, the one at his shoulder dug in painfully. There was no doubt in his mind that the younger man wasn’t aware of the strength he was using. It did hurt but not overly much. What it did do though was make his arousal spike. Just the knowledge that Matt was enjoying what they were doing this much was keeping him hard as a rock.
He just hoped that by the time they got to the grand finale he’d be able to hold back. The muscle under his tongue wasn’t just quivering now; it was twitching to the point that it was gaping open. It was begging for more. Even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t have been able to deny its call. Using gentle force, he pressed the tip of his tongue inward. “Ah!” He hummed at the shout of pleasure, pressing inward even further. The hips tried to shift on the bed. His firm grip didn’t let them move more than a few inches. As his hands held the other man still, his tongue ran around the inside edge of the spread muscle.
When he was sure that the whole surface had been explored he gave a small thrust. There was another attempted jerk of the hips that his hands smoothly aborted. Eventually his tongue started to feel dry. With one more final push, he withdrew to a sound of distress. He returned another moment later though, his tongue once more sopping wet. As the minutes ticked by, he steadily pushed inward as far as he could go. The muscle loosened for him easily and early on in his attentions. Still, he didn’t let up. It wasn’t enough. He wouldn’t be satisfied until Matt’s body wasn’t just accepting but begging for a touch that could fill the new emptiness.
They arrived there even sooner then he’d anticipated. With one more hard thrust and loving lick, he withdrew from the loosened entrance. Looking at his handiwork briefly, he gave a trembling thigh one small kiss before pulling away. He had only started to stand when he heard the sound of desperation. The hands left his body involuntarily, claw like fingers reaching for him in mid-air. “No…uh.” Reaching down he gripped one of the hands. It was given a gentle kiss before being released. Their gazes reconnected, his hands reaching down to grip the bottom of his shirt.
When the other man realized his intention, the hand he’d kissed fell downward to grip the edge of his pants. It gave a yank forward that he complied with. By the time he’d managed to pull off his shirt, Matt already had his belt undone. Eager hands pulled at it forcefully until it came free of the loops in his trousers. Without care it was thrown to the side. He could hear the buckle collide dully with the floor. That was the last thought he gave it though because his lover’s hands were now unbuttoning his pants. Moving forward slowly, he knelt down on the bed between Matt’s legs.
He kept going from there until he was draped over the other man’s body. Using his forearms to brace against the mattress, he leaned down to deliver a languid kiss. The taste of salt was heavy on the younger man’s lips. If he kissed along his face he knew it would be consistent there too. He knew this because even Matt’s hair was dark with perspiration. The heat made his lover’s scent more prominent. It tickled his nose delicately, rising up to meet him deliciously. He was tempted to breathe it in more deeply, to get drunk off of its intoxicating powers.
When his pants came undone suddenly he moaned. Until this exact second he hadn’t realized the terrible pressure his erection was under. Now though it throbbed with its new freedom, twitching hard the second Matt’s hand barely glanced over it. With a touch he could tell was impatient, the other man gently shoved down his underwear. One of the hands at his waist reached past the fabric to take him into a solid grip. The touch ended their kiss, his head tipping back in a deep helpless moan. He opened his eyes slightly only to see Matt looking downward. There was appreciation in his gaze.
“How did I know you’d be big McClane?” The words were followed by a light chuckle. He didn’t comment; he couldn’t just yet. Personally he always thought he was average but he kissed Matt’s temple in thanks for the compliment anyway. When the hand started to stroke him slowly, he tensed all over in an attempt to stay upright. “Uh…you’re thick too. You’re going to feel fantastic inside of me.” Their gazes connected. He let his question show clearly. As much as he would like that, he wasn’t about to do anything that the younger man didn’t want as well.
In response, Matt leaned up to deliver a peck of a kiss to his jaw. “Yes, it’s what I want. After the job you did of opening me up my body is on edge for it.” He moaned at the phrasing, leaning down to deliver a sloppy kiss even as his hips twitched forward. A moment later though he pulled away. If they continued on like this he wouldn’t last. Looking toward the top of the bed, he motioned in that direction with his head. “Up there.” His position on the mattress was precarious. In order to reach Matt with his mouth, he’d placed the younger man right on the edge. So now his knees barely had any traction. If they proceeded where they were now, he was pretty positive he’d fall off the bed.
Giving him a grin that was far too amused, the other man gave him one more kiss to the jaw before climbing out from under him. With a few slides over the dark green cotton sheets, Matt was positioned in the center of the bed. His dark sweaty hair was spread out on his pillow and he looked almost modest despite the engorged hardness between his legs. The only way to really describe him was beautiful. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. Moving closer on his knees, he kept their gazes connected. When he was settled once more between the other man’s legs he didn’t look away even then.
They shared a smile, a kiss, then he did look away to retrieve what they’d need out of the bedside table. After a very brief search he produced a bottle of lubricant. He was glad now that he kept it on hand. It had been awhile since he’d had a partner at all but he still liked the sensation of the lubricant when he was indulging his libido. Opening the cap on the bottle, he squirted some on his fingers when he suddenly paused. Just now he’d thought of something. It was sure to kill the mood but it had to be said. “I don’t have any condoms.” If the younger man wanted him to run to the store he would, painful erection and all. He couldn’t believe that he’d forgotten about something so basic. It really had been too long.
Holding his breath, he waited for Matt’s no doubt negative reaction. “I was tested after being with Keith. I’m clean. If you know that you are too, let’s just forget about them.” All he did was blink. Completely at ease wasn’t what he’d been expecting. He held still when the other man leaned up on his palms. There was a saucy grin on his face. “Actually, I’m hoping you won’t want to use one.” A kiss landed on his jaw, the younger man’s breath glancing over his skin lightly. “I would love to feel your come inside of me.” It took everything he had not to reach down and grip his erection at the confession.
With a rough cough, he pulled back enough to meet Matt’s eyes. “I’m clean.” He was sent a bright smile. “Good.” The cap was reopened as the other man flopped back down on the bed. Squeezing the bottle lightly, he put more lubricant on his rapidly drying fingers. It felt cool to his touch. He rubbed his fingertips together in an effort to warm it slightly. Unfortunately it was determined to go everywhere, so he was forced to reach for Matt before it could properly warm up. The second his fingers connected with the heated skin the younger man hissed.
He looked up just to be sure that was the reason. As expected he was sent an easy smile. “It’s cold.” Giving the other man a nod, he started to spread it over the stretched skin. He took his time. Yes, he had used his tongue but saliva only did so much. When he was done wetting the skin, he gently pushed one finger inside. By the time he pulled away, Matt was already moaning lightly. Recoating his fingers he returned to stretch the muscle. Slowly he managed to work three fingers past the still tight ring. It was when he returned with the three fingers the second time that his lover moaned with frustration. “Come on man, enough. I’m ready.”
TBC...
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