Pairing: Quinn Allman/Rhys Lewis
Notes: First of those meme fics, for blck_cherry, hope you like! I ended up redoing this cause I lost the first copy, but I think it worked out ok.
"Are you sure they won't be back?" Quinn purred softly as he shifted to kiss along the expanse of my neck.
"Not for awhile." I murmered softly in response, glad my bandmates always stayed out to do signings after gigs. Normally I'd be out there with them, but right now I'd Quinn Allman ppressing me against the bus wall, his lips working their way aclong the curve of my neck.
He nodded in response, shifting a hand into the waistband of my skinny jeans, groping at my crotch. My dick was hard before he'd touched it, the feel of his lips more then enough to get me excited. His other hand reached around, cupping and squeezing my ass. Part of me wished that Quinn had the blonde hair he used to have, but then he'd look too much like Sean.
He slipped his hand out of my jeans, but only so he could undo my fly and pull out my hard cock. I licked my lips, his fingers wrapping around my length. He began stroking, steadily yet firmly. It wasn't enough to get me off, but it was enough to keep me hard and turned on. I knew I'd soon be thrusting away in his hot, tight ass or between those pretty lips of his. He smiled, then shifted away slightly. I was almost disappointed, but then he dropped to his knees and licked at the head of my cock.
"Fuck..." The voice was soft, quiet and barely registered, but it was enough. Quinn leapt back up to his feet, his cheeks flushed bright red and he stepped back from me. My hands reached down, unnecessarily covering my erection. Matthew had seen it before. He'd even been up close to it more then once. He was blushing too, perhaps moreso then Quinn. "Errr... I'll..." He stuttered, looked around desperately, picked up the nearest thing he could grasp and left. I wondered when it'd register for him that he'd actually picked up an empty beer bottle. I shook my head and returned my gaze to Quinn.
"Now, where were we..." I pulled him close to me again, then frowned. His hardness, which I'd felt earlier, wasn't there anymore. I frowned. "Quinn?"
"I'm sorry... I should go." He bit his lip and shook his head.
"They won't come back, promise." I smiled, reaching down and cupping his crotch. "Promise." Although saying that, if Matthew told anyone I was sure we'd get an audience, but then again Matthew wasn't really that sort of person. He was much too quiet and timid for that. I watched Quinn curiously, wondering how he would have reacted if we'd been on his bus. Surely one of those guys had walked in on him like this.
"Maybe we can try this some other time yeah?" He shifted away and, before I could stop him he was gone.
"Fuck..." I muttered under my breath, shaking my head and heading back to the bunk. I guess I'd have to wank now, until i got him alone again at least.