Fic: Ten More Tidbits - Round 9

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Title: Ten More Tidbits - Round 9
Author:  fizzerbass 
Ratings: Same
Pairings: Same
Notes:  Sorry it took so long - had to work late tonight.  But if it's any consolation, I started making Angst into a full-blown fic last night...

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.”

(snorts)  “Hard to tell.  Your always with her.”

“She needs me.”

“I need you.  Always have.”

“Not like this.  She’s dying.”

(Shaun, dumbfounded, says nothing.)

“Guess I’m not the only one with a secret, huh?”

 

 

“I’m sorry.”

“That she’s dying or that I caught you?”

 

 

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.”

“ Then I guess you owe me dinner.”

“It’s a date.”

“Where should we go?”

“I know a place.”

“Where?”

“Home.”

“Ahhh…so this date includes breakfast?”

“I sure hope so.”

 

 

“Where?”

“Huh?”

“Breakfast.  Where?”

(smiles) “The best place.”

(smiles back) “Where?”

“In bed.”

 

 

 

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.”

“So, is it as good as you thought?”

“Nope.” (pause for a kiss)  “Better.”

“Good.  I’d hate to disappoint you.”

“Totally impossible.  It’s perfect.”

“So, what’s your favorite part?”

“When you opened the door.”

 

 

“You surprised the shit out of me.”

“Yeah.” (blushes) “Me too.”

 

 

 

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!”

“Good!  Then I’ll go get some more!”

(in unison) “No, Cody, wait!”

(crestfallen)  “Don’t you want more?”

“Sure we do.  Bring ‘em all.”

“Okay, I’ll go get them!” 

“Bring lots of syrup, okay?”

 

 

(Cody’s still in the kitchen.)

“What’re we gonna do?”

“Here…hide them under the bed.”

 

 

 

 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?”

(mumbling) “No…you just make it look like fun.” 

“You watch?!”

“Not every time.”

“Dude!”

“What?  I didn’t watch yesterday!”

“Dude!”

“What?  You’re always yelling and screaming…”

“So?”

“Sounds like fun.”

 

 

“Dude.  You wanna…try me?”  (advances)

(retreats) “No!  Can’t I fly solo?”

 

 

 

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?”

“Sometimes I wonder.”

“Well don’t.  That’s yours.  It’s always safe.”

(wiggles eyebrows)  “Not always.  Right now, it’s in danger of being attacked.”

“Then I guess you better protect me.”  (scoots closer)  “Hold me?”

“Always.”

 

 

“Are you comfortable?  Need anything.”

“Nope.  I’ve already got everything.”

 

 

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…”

“That’s it, baby.  Ride it out.”

“Yes!  Oh, fuck yes!”

“So…good?”

“Holy shit…think I threw my back out.”

“Hope not.”

“Aww, that’s sweet.”

“I mean, I’m not done.”

 

 

“What do you want?”

“Your lips.  My cock.  Get started.”

 

 

 

 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.”

“And that’s a bad thing?”

“No, just a new thing.”

“Then stick around until it’s an old thing.”

“I…” (searches eyes.  Swallows.  Whispers.)  “Okay.”

“We’re going to be so good together.”

“We already are.”

 

 

“So…you’ll stay?”

“Yes.”

“And we’ll…”  (nods head towards bedroom)

“I need some time.”

 

 

 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…”

(scared) “Don’t you want to?”

“Yes…but it’s not just me.”

“Who else?  Not Jeanne…”

“No.  Cody.”

“Cody?  Cool!  Bring him!”

“You don’t mind?”

(shakes head)  “There’s plenty of room…in my heart.”

 

 

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Saving me.”

“Just returning the favor.”

 

 

 

 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.”

Shaun:  “You don’t have to.  I’m here.”

Zach:  “I don’t deserve you.”

(laughing)  “Maybe not.  But I do know we deserve each other.”

Zach:  “Why didn’t you go to LA?”

Shaun:  “Was waiting for you.”

 

 

Zach:  “Was it worth it?”

Shaun:  “More than you’ll ever know, babe.”