Chris / Joey please

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

Anyone up for some Choey, featuring a confident, in control Chris, please?

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My First Attempt

[grapekitten.livejournal.com]

This is my first attempt at ChJoey (as well as smut) so please be patient with me.

Chris looked down at Joey who was currently handcuff to the bed. Joey was naked and had his eyes blindfolded and a silk gag in his mouth. "You think you're such a player don't you? Flirtin' with every woman or man to walk through the door. Well, tonight you're mine." Chris said with pure lust in his voice. Chris heard Joey moan and wiggle in want. Chris had been just about torturing Joey. Chris bent down and was just about to give Joey what he wanted most when someone pounded on the door. "Chris? Come on man! It's time to go. You PROMISED that we'd go to the mall." Justin shouted through the door. Chris then got an evil idea. Much to Joey's dismay, Chris said," Alright! Let me get more comfortable clothes on." Chris then bent over to Joey and took off his blindfold. Joey looked at Chris with lust and alarm. Chris bent down to his ears and whispered lustfully," Be good until I get back." With that Chris left Joey tied to the bed with a gag in his mouth, to join Justin at the mall.

Re: My First Attempt

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

thank you

prolly not what you had in mind, but... :)

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

"It's not the end of the world, Joe. Or, it doesn't have to be." Chris leaned against the table's edge and watched Joey pace. Back and forth, same number of steps each time. "Dude," he said mildly, when it became obvious Joey wasn't listening. Or possibly ignoring him. "You're gonna wear a hole in my carpet."

Joey looked up then, like the words finally registered. Maybe they had. He'd been drunk when he showed up on Chris's doorstep earlier in the day; at this point he was probably hung-over, and certainly not processing. "I'll buy you a new one," he mumbled. Chris shrugged.

"It's not the carpet that's worryin' me, dude." Chris waited until Joey's steps brought him back within grabbing range, then reached out and settled his hands onto Joey's shoulders. "C'mon, man. Everything's gonna be all right."

"Yeah?" Joey snorted, though he didn't try to shrug Chris's hands away—this time. "You're not the one gettin' slapped with a paternity suit."

"No, I'm not. But it is my boyfriend who is." Chris arched an eyebrow and watched the dull flush spread across Joey's cheeks.

"I still slept with her. I shouldn't've, but I did—"

"I never said you didn't. Never said you couldn't, or shouldn't, or nothin' like that. That's not how we operate. You dig chicks, I dig chicks, shit happens. That don't mean you don't love me, right?" Chris waited for the nod, then leaned in and brushed a kiss across Joey's mouth. "So you gotta believe me, it's gonna be okay. We'll get it worked out, settled, whatever. Okay?"

"I wish I had your faith," Joey muttered, leaning into Chris. There was still tension in the big body, and Chris shifted his hands to rub up and down Joey's back; slow, gentle circles that slowly bled some of the tension away.

"You got better than that," Chris murmured. "You got me."

Re: prolly not what you had in mind, but... :)

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

ohh - two for the price of one! Thank you!