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TITLE : Tease
AUTHOR :![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
m_l_h
PAIRING : Dom / Andy (Serkis)
RATING : PG-13
FEEDBACK : If you can bear to read it, I'd appreciate it!
NOTES : This one is meant to be fun, so I hope you enjoy it! I've taken a few moments from Collectormania 4 too.
“You’re such a tease.”
“Excuse me?”
“First of all, the lollipops…”
“That’s not exactly…”
“Dom, don’t even try it.”
Stopping mid-stride, Dom turned to find Andy stopped behind him, hands on hips, eyebrows raised.
“Well, maybe it is a little, but that’s not exactly enough to…”
“I heard about your antics last night too.”
It was Dom’s turn to raise an eyebrow at Andy.
“Excuse me sir, we really need to move along.”
Shaking the hand from his elbow, Andy joined Dom and their entourage as they made their way down the stairs to the back exit of the cinema. Leaning close to Dom, Andy whispered into his ear;
“I heard you mentioned the rumours.”
The familiar cheeky grin creased Dom’s face as he remembered the talk he had given the previous night.
“Ok, so maybe that was a little bit mean.”
“You left them hanging!”
Andy’s raised voice attracted the attention of their temporary minders. They both frowned at the men who had haunted them all day, like vultures waiting for potential prey. Dom had spoken to one of them about it at lunch, while Andy, tired, hot and generally having a bad day, had snapped one supervisor’s head clean off his shoulders. It had been a long and tiring day, but it was looking up – back to the hotel, drink in the bar, bath, then off to bed.
“I did not leave them hanging.”
Dom, voice lowered, kept an eye on the vultures as he spoke.
“I merely indulged.”
“Doesn’t matter what you call it, Monaghan, it’s the same bloody thing.”
The rush of cold air coming through the exit startled them both. Dom wrapped his newly-acquired scarf around his neck, while Andy pulled his leather jacket tighter around him. They both climbed into the back of the waiting car, which wasn’t much warmer than the chill of the Milton Keynes air, it merely provided a windbreak from it. A head poked in through the open door.
“Elijah and Sean are still in their talk, so if you guys want to go on, that’s fine.”
“As long as you shut that fucking door I couldn’t care less what we do.”
Andy, arms crossed, made himself perfectly clear. Dom couldn’t help but smirk. The man nodded, shut the door and said a few words to the driver before the car finally began to move.
“Well I wasn’t the only one.”
“What?”
Dom stifled a giggle at Andy’s loud reaction, which hadn’t gone unnoticed by their driver.
“You.”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
“What did I do?”
What the fuck didn’t you do?”
Their whispered conversation brought the two men closer together. Dom coughed before replying in his best Andy-impression.
“I’d like to show you my precious.”
Dom received a quick, but not entirely painless, blow to the ribs.
“At least I was a bit more subtle than sticking my hand down my trousers.”
The shocked look on Andy’s face was now replaced by a Gollum-esque, evil grin.
“You didn’t seriously think I was going to do it?”
“Well…”
“Dom!”
“It’s hard to tell with you sometimes.”
Andy shook his head as the driver slowed the car to a stop.
“Interesting as it would’ve been, I’m pretty sure I would’ve been taken away in a police car, and certainly not back to the hotel.”
Patting Dom’s knee, Andy hauled his weary body from the car, Dom thanking the driver as he got out.
“You want a pint?”
“Sure, why not?”
“Back in a minute.”
Dom made his way to the set of chairs in the corner of the hotel bar, while Andy fetched their drinks. As he watched Andy chatting to the barmaid, he recalled the incident in the talk session that evening. Three hundred fans, and Andy about to flash them all. It wasn’t the worst sight he’d ever seen, but he hadn’t expected it, even from Andy.
“Do I want to know where you were?”
Dom drew back slowly from this thoughts; Andy had set a pint in front of Dom, and was now sitting beside him, sipping his own drink.
For a few minutes, both men just relaxed. They both stretched their legs out underneath the wooden table in front of them, enjoying a proper break. No fans. No media. No vultures. Just a room full of comfy chairs, wooden tables and a TV in the corner showing Bad Boys. Sitting up, Dom was the one to break the peaceful silence.
“You’re still a tease.”
Setting his less-than-half-full pint onto the table, Andy leaned back into the comfort of the cushioned seat.
“So are you.”
“Just little, but not as much as you.”
“Now Dom…”
Andy sat up again, leaning against Dom.
“…if I was going…”
Leaning in close enough so that he was certain his breath would reach Dom, he whispered in a low voice,
“…to be a really…”
Closer still, his lips brushing against Dom’s ear as he spoke.
“…good tease…”
A quick glance to see Dom’s hand gripping the pint glass as if his life depended upon it.
“…I would’ve done…”
Running his fingers along Dom’s, he rested them around Dom’s wrist, able to feel his now-racing pulse.
“…something much…”
Gripping Dom’s wrist a little more firmly, he slid his free hand to the small of Dom’s back.
“…much…”
Small, slow circles.
“…more…”
Moist lips running the length of Dom’s neck.
“…effective.”
A quick nip, and Andy sat up again, lifted his pint and downed what was left. It was only then that Dom realised he had been biting his lip and clutching the glass in his hand. He relaxed slightly as Andy set his empty glass in his hand. As if one cue, Elijah and Sean appeared in the doorway, Lij waving as soon as he spotted them. Andy and Dom both smiled, Andy’s a much more satisfied grin.
“You’re still a tease.”
“I never said I wasn’t.”
AUTHOR :
m_l_hPAIRING : Dom / Andy (Serkis)
RATING : PG-13
FEEDBACK : If you can bear to read it, I'd appreciate it!
NOTES : This one is meant to be fun, so I hope you enjoy it! I've taken a few moments from Collectormania 4 too.
“You’re such a tease.”
“Excuse me?”
“First of all, the lollipops…”
“That’s not exactly…”
“Dom, don’t even try it.”
Stopping mid-stride, Dom turned to find Andy stopped behind him, hands on hips, eyebrows raised.
“Well, maybe it is a little, but that’s not exactly enough to…”
“I heard about your antics last night too.”
It was Dom’s turn to raise an eyebrow at Andy.
“Excuse me sir, we really need to move along.”
Shaking the hand from his elbow, Andy joined Dom and their entourage as they made their way down the stairs to the back exit of the cinema. Leaning close to Dom, Andy whispered into his ear;
“I heard you mentioned the rumours.”
The familiar cheeky grin creased Dom’s face as he remembered the talk he had given the previous night.
“Ok, so maybe that was a little bit mean.”
“You left them hanging!”
Andy’s raised voice attracted the attention of their temporary minders. They both frowned at the men who had haunted them all day, like vultures waiting for potential prey. Dom had spoken to one of them about it at lunch, while Andy, tired, hot and generally having a bad day, had snapped one supervisor’s head clean off his shoulders. It had been a long and tiring day, but it was looking up – back to the hotel, drink in the bar, bath, then off to bed.
“I did not leave them hanging.”
Dom, voice lowered, kept an eye on the vultures as he spoke.
“I merely indulged.”
“Doesn’t matter what you call it, Monaghan, it’s the same bloody thing.”
The rush of cold air coming through the exit startled them both. Dom wrapped his newly-acquired scarf around his neck, while Andy pulled his leather jacket tighter around him. They both climbed into the back of the waiting car, which wasn’t much warmer than the chill of the Milton Keynes air, it merely provided a windbreak from it. A head poked in through the open door.
“Elijah and Sean are still in their talk, so if you guys want to go on, that’s fine.”
“As long as you shut that fucking door I couldn’t care less what we do.”
Andy, arms crossed, made himself perfectly clear. Dom couldn’t help but smirk. The man nodded, shut the door and said a few words to the driver before the car finally began to move.
“Well I wasn’t the only one.”
“What?”
Dom stifled a giggle at Andy’s loud reaction, which hadn’t gone unnoticed by their driver.
“You.”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
“What did I do?”
What the fuck didn’t you do?”
Their whispered conversation brought the two men closer together. Dom coughed before replying in his best Andy-impression.
“I’d like to show you my precious.”
Dom received a quick, but not entirely painless, blow to the ribs.
“At least I was a bit more subtle than sticking my hand down my trousers.”
The shocked look on Andy’s face was now replaced by a Gollum-esque, evil grin.
“You didn’t seriously think I was going to do it?”
“Well…”
“Dom!”
“It’s hard to tell with you sometimes.”
Andy shook his head as the driver slowed the car to a stop.
“Interesting as it would’ve been, I’m pretty sure I would’ve been taken away in a police car, and certainly not back to the hotel.”
Patting Dom’s knee, Andy hauled his weary body from the car, Dom thanking the driver as he got out.
“You want a pint?”
“Sure, why not?”
“Back in a minute.”
Dom made his way to the set of chairs in the corner of the hotel bar, while Andy fetched their drinks. As he watched Andy chatting to the barmaid, he recalled the incident in the talk session that evening. Three hundred fans, and Andy about to flash them all. It wasn’t the worst sight he’d ever seen, but he hadn’t expected it, even from Andy.
“Do I want to know where you were?”
Dom drew back slowly from this thoughts; Andy had set a pint in front of Dom, and was now sitting beside him, sipping his own drink.
For a few minutes, both men just relaxed. They both stretched their legs out underneath the wooden table in front of them, enjoying a proper break. No fans. No media. No vultures. Just a room full of comfy chairs, wooden tables and a TV in the corner showing Bad Boys. Sitting up, Dom was the one to break the peaceful silence.
“You’re still a tease.”
Setting his less-than-half-full pint onto the table, Andy leaned back into the comfort of the cushioned seat.
“So are you.”
“Just little, but not as much as you.”
“Now Dom…”
Andy sat up again, leaning against Dom.
“…if I was going…”
Leaning in close enough so that he was certain his breath would reach Dom, he whispered in a low voice,
“…to be a really…”
Closer still, his lips brushing against Dom’s ear as he spoke.
“…good tease…”
A quick glance to see Dom’s hand gripping the pint glass as if his life depended upon it.
“…I would’ve done…”
Running his fingers along Dom’s, he rested them around Dom’s wrist, able to feel his now-racing pulse.
“…something much…”
Gripping Dom’s wrist a little more firmly, he slid his free hand to the small of Dom’s back.
“…much…”
Small, slow circles.
“…more…”
Moist lips running the length of Dom’s neck.
“…effective.”
A quick nip, and Andy sat up again, lifted his pint and downed what was left. It was only then that Dom realised he had been biting his lip and clutching the glass in his hand. He relaxed slightly as Andy set his empty glass in his hand. As if one cue, Elijah and Sean appeared in the doorway, Lij waving as soon as he spotted them. Andy and Dom both smiled, Andy’s a much more satisfied grin.
“You’re still a tease.”
“I never said I wasn’t.”
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TeaseAndy
Great job hun!
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Thanks hon, glad you like :)
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Glad you like :)
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MORE ANDY FIC NOW YES?
*pants*
Ooh, so so so hot. *hearts it, hearts you*
Nngggh.
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