Fic: Ten More Tidbits - Round 5

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TItle:  Ten More Tidbits - Round 5
Author:  fizzerbass 
Rating: G to soft R
Pairings: Same
Notes:  Wow, you guys...this is getting hard!  (no pun intended)  Angst is trying to run away and become a full-blown fic and POV is starting to sound a whole lot like a Hallmark card.  *grin*  And Gabe is going to make me have to do some Googling for sex toys...   *smirk*   Round 5 is in normal text.  Thanks for playing along with me!

Angst:

“Shaun, what the...?”

“Zach, wait! He's not what you think!”

 “Really? You're tongue down his throat tells me different.”

(pleading) “Zach...”

 “Get the fuck out.”

“Him? He's already gone.”

(voice breaking) “No...you.”

“Babe…”

“No! You don’t get to call me that anymore!”

“It was only a kiss!”

“Only?  To me…they’re everything.”
 

 

 

 

au:

“Nice painting. Zach, isn't it?”

“Yeah, Professor Andrews. That's me.”

 “Interesting subject. What do you call it?”

“My other half.”

 “Oh. Is it missing...your other half?”

“Nope. Not anymore.”

“Was it missing?”

“No…well, yeah.  Actually, I was missing.”

 

 

“So, who found you?”

“A really great guy.”

“Who?”

(blushing)  “You.”

 

 

 

first time:

“I'll make it so good for you.”

“You already have.”

 “Sure you're ready for this?”

“Surer than I've ever been.”

 “So, which first? Top or bottom?”

“Either. Both. Just...now!”

“Whoa…slow down, Babe.  There’s no rush.”

“Feels like it.”

 

“Ohhh, you’ve been waiting for this?”

“Only my whole life.”

 

 

 

fluff:

“It's Pancake Day!”

(just waking up) “Huh?”

“We made you breakfast in bed!”

“Wow! These look really...interesting.”

“Yeah...wait 'til you taste them.”

“I have to eat them?”

“If I do, you do.”

“Okay, here we go.”  (chews)  “They’re crunchy!”

“Cody cracked the eggs.”

 

“How are they, Uncle Shaun?”

(grimacing)  “Best pancakes I’ve ever had!”

 

 

 

 

 humor:

“Gabe?!”

“Don't laugh, man. Just help me get it off!”

“Off? Dude, how the hell didja even get it on?”

“Easy. Lots of beer inside and lots of lube outside.”

“Dude, if you’re going to try  the gay sex toys…” 

 

 

“I wasn’t trying…I was researching.”

“For what?  A test?”

 

hurt/comfort:

“Ouch! Does it hurt much?”

“Not now that you're here.”

“No more skating blind-folded, okay?”

“Deal. (hesitates) Will you kiss it?”

“Where? You're all...bandaged.”

“Not all. This part is free.”

“Man, I hope so.  Hate for that  to get hurt.”

 

 

“Dude, you think I’d be skating with that hanging out?”
 

 

 

smut:

“Holy shit, you're tight.”

“So good, Shaun...you're so good.”

“Zach...God...I'm so close.”

“Oh fuck, Shaun...right there!”

“There?”

“Again!”

“Like that?”

“Harder! Deeper!”

“Fuck, Zach...gonna come...”

“Give it to me, give it all to me…”

“Zach!”

 

 

“I’m right there with you…”

(Shaun, gasping)  “Oh, holy shit…holy fuck…”

 

 

unresolved sexual tension:

“I gotta go.”

“Wait, just one more...”

“I gotta go.”

“When will I see you again?”

“I don't know.” (walks away) “Late.”

(grabs arm) “What are you afraid of?”

“I'm not afraid.” (whispers) “I'm terrified.”

“ Of what?  Me?”

“No, of what you make me feel.” 

 

 

“How do I make you feel?  Wanted?  Desired?  Loved?”

“Alive.”

 

missing scene:

“Will you help me?”

“Of course.”

“Why?”

“I love you.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Yep.”

“Sure-sure?”

“Yep.”

“Me too.”

“Say it.”

“Shaun...”

“Please. Just once.”

(swallowing, serious, heartfelt) “I love you, Shaun.”

“Love you, too, Zach.  Never stopped.”

“Good.  Don’t ever stop.”

 

 

“Now what?  Move to LA with me?”

“Uhm, about that…”

 

 

 

 Point of view:

Shaun: “So glad you came back.”

Zach: “So glad you let me.”

Shaun: “Will you stay?”

Zach: (smiling) “Yeah. You're where I'm meant to be.”

Shaun: “I'll never let go, you know.”

Zach: “I'm counting on it.”

Shaun:  “You’re so much more than you know.”

Zach:  “I am now.”

 

 

Shaun:  “So proud of you.”

Zach:  “I can’t do this without you.”