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Title: The Loan

Author: Pippin’s Penny

Rating: NC17

Pairing: Charlie/Shark

Summary: Charlie owes money but cannot repay his loan…. financially

I have no idea if this story line has been done before, it seems so obvious to me that this should be done, so if it has, let me know! If not enjoy!

Chapter 1 here

Chapter 2 here

Chapter 3 here

Chapter 4

Tuesday

Charlie lied on his futon, (not) listening to some nondescript music station. He was finding it hard to concentrate even on music. He had so many thoughts and feelings running through his mind, but he could not seem to finish any one thought, before the next insane thought tackled and invaded his brain. The band, his livelihood/career, his brother’s sanity and health, and now, the one thought that kept surpassing all other thoughts… the shark. Every single aspect of him, his deep soulful eyes, his child-like face and the softer side he reluctantly revealed, and… his rougher, dangerous character.

It would be getting dark soon, and he knew that the shark would be back today. Although he could not get any more money from Liam, the band had managed to come up with some, but not enough, not near enough.

The loud banging on his door started him out of his thoughts yet again.

The shark walked right up to Charlie, looking deep in his eyes, and a small smile playing across his lips. “Well, Charlie?”

“I’m… I’m sorry… this is all I have” He held out the few crumpled notes he’d managed to scrounge together. “But we have another gig this weekend, Friday and Saturday night. I can give you…”

“Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.” The loan shark sounded like he was reprimanding a naughty schoolboy, “My dad is not a patient man. He has already has been more than patient with you.” He again motioned for Dominic and William to wait outside.

“I, however, can be a patient man. I would be willing to smooth things over for you with my father. Give you some more time. But, you are so late as it is, Charlie. I would be really sticking my head out for you, so to speak.” His smile grew predatory. “What can you possibly do to repay me?”

He cocked an eyebrow and unbuckled his belt while staring at Charlie, waiting for him to make his decision.

Sighing loudly, Charlie stepped close; he wet his hand using his tongue.

The shark put his hand on Charlie’s wrist, stopping him.

“MMmmmm, such a lovely tongue, and a… pretty mouth…” The shark murmured quietly and put his hand up alongside Charlie’s face, his thumb rubbed across Charlie’s lips.

“No.” Charlie said quietly, he shut his eyes but did not back away.

“Shhh, Charlie. You don’t want me to have William and Dominic take the payment out of you, do you? I know that I don’t.” He almost sounded kind. His voice was low, quiet, and soft. He never took his eyes off Charlie; he scanned Charlie’s face, his eyes, chin, ears, and mouth. He seemed to be taking inventory of Charlie’s features, studying his face intently.

“Come on now lad. It’s just a little bit of give and take; I do something for you and you do something for me, you can do that, can’t you, Charlie?”

Charlie again went to his stereo and shut it off. He walked back over to the shark, and looked at him again. Something seemed different, something had changed here. The shark put his hands on Charlie’s shoulders and gently pushed him down to his knees.

Charlie sank down, the shark’s hands now moved to his head. His pants were unbuttoned and his belt opened. Charlie unzipped his pants; he felt a slight pull on his hair as he freed the shark’s already hard, wet cock.

Charlie started by first working the sharks erection with his hands, better to get him part way there in his hands, than his mouth. He rubbed and pulled, squeezed his wet head and rubbed the precum down it’s impressive length. For such a small man he was well gifted, Charlie thought.

“Come on now Charlie, suck me.” The shark encouraged softly.

Charlie leaned in and stuck out his tongue. He licked the tip, swirling around the bottom of the tip and flicking up the slit. He heard the shark gasp and felt his hands on his head, massaging his head absentmindedly.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, yeah…” The shark murmured as he stood perfectly still and just enjoyed the sensation of Charlie’s sexy mouth and obscene tongue send him spiraling into ecstasy.

Charlie took the shark in deeper, and using his hands with his mouth worked his cock for all it was worth. Sucking, licking, biting the head softly, while his hands worked his nuts, and pumped his cock with a sure fire twisting motion. Charlie glanced up, the shark had his head back slightly, he seemed to be mouthing something silently… “Charlie, Charlie, Charlie…”

His hips began to rock; Charlie took him deeper and began humming. His tongue licking and flicking, his hands gripped tight and pumped harder, twisting and pulling. Cum damn you, just fucking cum. He thought.

“CCCCCharlie… fuck…. yeah…. Suck me, suck me, tha’s so good, ahhhhh yeahhhh,” The shark whispered.

He began rocking his hips faster, more violently; Charlie was almost gagging, but kept working it, kept sucking and twisting. Suddenly he felt his sack harden and tighten; the shark hissed in a breath and with a quiet whimper, he came, pumping in hot spasms down Charlie’s throat. Charlie pulled the limp, still pulsing cock from his mouth and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Fuck, fuck…” The shark dropped to his knees and draped his arms over Charlie’s shoulders for support, his head resting on his arm. They stood there, on their knees, chest to chest, the shark’s arms around Charlie, his face buried in his arms.

“You alright mate?” Charlie asked quietly. “Was… was it okay?”