The New Gravity | By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 1957 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Charlie was deep into the intricacies of a bijective
combinatorial proof when he heard the side door to the garage open.
“File’s on the table, Don,” he said without pausing in his
scratch of chalk across the chalkboard.
“It should have everything you need, like we talked about on the phone.”
“Hi, baby,” came a warm voice.
All of the math in Charlie’s head
vanished in a puff. He turned to see
David leaning against the door, a smile on his face. He was dressed in black jeans and a black
denim shirt over a grey T-shirt.
Charlie swallowed and, with an effort, kept his eyes on
David’s face. “Hi,
David. Don send
you to get the file?”
“I volunteered,” David said, straightening up and moving
slowly towards Charlie. “But no one is
expecting me back in the office until after lunch.”
Unconsciously, Charlie found himself backing away from
David, until he was brought up short by the chalkboard.
“What’s wrong, baby?” David purred.
“We – we can’t,” Charlie said. “Not here.
Anyone could walk in. My dad
could walk in.”
“Your dad is having lunch with Don at that new sandwich
place downtown. Then Don is going to
drop your dad back off at the city planning office.” David’s smile widened. “I know Larry has classes today and Amita is
out of town. So it’s just you and me.”
“Oh,” Charlie said, nonplused that David had anticipated his
objections.
David tilted his head and stopped walking towards
Charlie. “Do you want me to just take
the file and go?”
Dropping his chalk, Charlie crossed the distance to David in
three long steps. He grabbed two
handfuls of David’s shirt, pulled him close, and hungrily pressed his lips to
David’s. David’s mouth and tongue welcomed
Charlie and David’s hands slid around Charlie’s stomach to his hips.
David broke the kiss and said, “I take that as a ‘no’?”
“What was the question?” Charlie mumbled, his hands running
down David’s back.
“I asked if you wanted me to go,” David said, placing a line
of kisses along Charlie’s neck.
“Definitely not,” Charlie said, his hands molding David’s
body against his. No body had ever felt as
right against him as David’s muscular frame.
“Mmm,” David said, working Charlie’s T-shirt out of his
jeans waistband. “I missed you, baby.”
“I didn’t know what to think,” Charlie said, pulling back
slightly so he could see David’s face.
“It’s been a week and I didn’t know if you would ever want to … you know
… again after that fight you and Don had.
I heard he beat you up pretty bad.”
“Yeah,” David shrugged.
“You have a very protective brother.”
“I know,” Charlie grumbled and studied the fading bruises
along David’s cheeks and under both eyes and the scabs around his mouth. “Sorry ‘bout that.”
“I completely expected it,” David said, his hands sliding up
underneath Charlie’s T-shirt. “He
actually took it easier on me than I feared.”
“Easy?” Charlie
echoed. “Megan told me that he almost
put you in the hospital!”
“Yeah, but he didn’t.”
David said, his fingers tickling the hair on Charlie’s stomach. “And he doesn’t seem to be holding a grudge.”
Speechless, Charlie stared at David.
David pulled his hands out from underneath Charlie’s shirt
and cupped Charlie’s face in both hands.
“Have you forgotten what I told you that night, baby?”
“That,” Charlie swallowed. “That even if
you didn’t see me again, it would have been worth it.”
“And that was even before the next morning.” David’s thumbs stroked Charlie’s cheeks. “Before I woke up with your
mouth doing lovely things to me.”
Charlie smiled at the memory. He’d woken up that next morning in David’s
bed, David’s arms around him, David softly snoring in his ear. Charlie had lay there for a while, reliving
the incredible night before. His body
had still ached pleasantly in places that he’d never have guessed. He had shifted around, but David seemed to be
out cold. There was a way Charlie had
always wanted to be woken up, so he had taken the opportunity. He had slid out of David’s arms, visited the
bathroom, and groaned when he saw the state of his hair. Ignoring the disaster for the moment, he had
climbed back into bed and burrowed under the covers. By feel, he’d found David’s cock and
proceeded to rouse it, and David, using everything he’d learned the night
before.
Charlie snapped back to the present. “Still, it can’t have been worth getting beat
up and maybe losing your job,” he protested.
“Let me decide that, ok?” David said gently. He slid his arms around Charlie and kissed
him warmly. “I haven’t been able to stop
thinking about you all week.”
“Me either,” Charlie murmured, his hands relearning the
shape of David’s shoulders and arms.
David looked over Charlie’s shoulder at the chalkboard. “Looks like you’ve got plenty of thinking
in.”
“Oh, well, it is a whole lot better than before.” Charlie said, pulling off David’s denim
overshirt.
“What do you mean?” David asked. “Lift up your hands.”
Charlie raised his arms and David stripped off Charlie’s T-shirt. David leaned forward to kiss Charlie’s neck
while running his fingers through Charlie’s chest hair.
Charlie tugged David’s shirt from his jeans. “I mean from the day that I kissed you in the
file office until the moment I knocked on your door, I wasn’t able to do one
original equation.”
David pulled back and stared at him. “Oh baby, I’m sorry. That was over a week.”
Charlie gave a one shoulder shrug, embarrassed. “I’ve been told I have an obsessive
personality.”
“I’m honored,” David said, sliding his hands over Charlie’s
ass. “To be a Charlie Eppes obsession, however temporarily.”
“Who said anything about temporary?” Charlie asked, dipping his fingers beneath
David’s waistband.
David’s hands stopped moving and Charlie glanced at David’s
face. He was looking at Charlie with an
unreadable expression. Charlie thought
back on the last thing he’d said and realized that it had sounded rather …
serious. Like relationship-serious.
“Sorry,” Charlie mumbled.
“I didn’t mean …”
“Let’s just think about right now, okay, baby?”
“Okay,” Charlie said with a meek smile. “You haven’t forgotten that I’m greedy, have
you?”
David laughed. “How
could I forget? You want everything, all
at once, right now.”
“Why not?” Charlie said, pulling
David’s T-shirt off and running his hands over the expanse of silky skin.
David shuffled Charlie backwards until he was against the
chalkboard. David grabbed Charlie’s
shoulders and pressed him back. He
pushed his groin against Charlie’s and Charlie gasped.
“So, baby,” David asked.
“What do you want at this very moment?”
Charlie didn’t hesitate.
He’d been thinking about such a thing an hour before. Charlie put his head back and exposed his
neck in a conscious gesture of submission.
“I want you to fuck me, standing up, right here.”
David looked at Charlie with a predatory smile that set
Charlie’s heart racing. “You want me to
fuck you against your chalkboard, your pants around your ankles, your hands
pinned above your head.”
“Yes,” Charlie whispered dazedly.
David continued, his voice
husky. “You’re busy working on some
equation and you don’t hear me come in.
It’s not until you feel my hands on your body that you know anyone is
there. I don’t even let you turn around,
just take you right there, my hard cock pounding your tight ass.”
“Yes,” Charlie
moaned. Sometimes he thought he would
come just from the way David talked to him.
David stepped back and released him. “Put your shirt back on. You wouldn’t be working out here
half-dressed.”
Charlie reached for his discarded T-shirt when a thought
struck him. “I don’t have any … I might
have some in the house.”
Before Charlie could turn to go to the house, David held up
his hand and dug into his jeans pocket.
He produced a small bottle and couple of condoms.
Charlie laughed.
“Feeling pretty sure of your welcome, hmm?”
“Well,” David grinned.
“Unless it was a different Charlie Eppes than I had in my bed last week,
yeah, I was sure.”
“Not quite the same Charlie Eppes,” Charlie said
quietly. David waited for him to say
something more, but Charlie just pulled on his shirt. He wasn’t ready to explain to David how a
week ago the physics of his universe had shifted and he was just getting used
to the new gravity.
Turning back to his chalkboard, Charlie picked up a piece of
chalk and said, “Now, where was I?”
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