Floor 13: Divine Intervention | By : NewKitty Category: M through R > Red Dwarf Views: 1611 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Making Love
Author: New aka unshelteredlife77
Chapters: 2 of 13
Censor: R
Pairing: Lister/Rimmer
Summary: Life in new
universe and the Red has become home for everyone but Lister. Lister angst over two year solitude—life without Rimmer.
Dedication/Thanks: Continued
thanks to Lauren and Ty for their permission to continue this, umm, whatever it
will become.
Disclaimer: All Red Dwarf
and all its characters belong to Rob Grant and Doug Naylor with the exceptions
of Shayne and JayV who belong to LaurenScavenger
and Jules Jari who belongs to me. I’m not making money from this, etc.
General
Reading Guide: Everything is pretty much self explanatory but…
/___/
= thinking to self
Italicized
words
are sound effects and flashbacks
Most
important: Jari is pronounced Yari
****
Lister
sat at the bar staring at his half empty glass. Cat and JayV were dancing and
the others were sitting at a table talking.
It
had been almost two years since they came here. The new Kryten had turned into
mum-hen almost immediately, fussing over everyone but especially Lister.
HoloRimmer was even more of a smegheaded git than the original Rimmer, well
Lister’s original Rimmer, but anyone would be that way if they were always
being chased by their female counterpart. Arlene Rimmer was even worse than
HoloRimmer. She was into the holo-gin everyday at
shift end. Part of her most likely missed Debbie Lister in her dimension, but
the thought of those two kids kept her homesickness at bay. Besides, she had
grown to love toying with HoloRimmer. They were always so crude to one another.
Although on one occasion during his daily ship check, Lister accidentally
caught a meeting of the pair. They were actually being genuinely nice, even
affectionate with one another. They were putting on an act in front of
everyone, playing at disliking each other when they really did care: a lot.
Lister had kept quiet about it though. It was characteristic of a Rimmer to
treat any relationship that way: it would be filed under “No One Else’s
Business, Exclamation Point,” and yes, with exclamation point spelled out.
As
for the original crew, Cat and JayV were actually
trying to start a family, at the great disgust of the two holograms. But they
weren’t having much luck, at the great delight of the two holograms. Everyone
else was amazed seeing as the couple had sex at least as many times as day as
Cat took naps. Then there were Kris and Shayne. They were doing well too. They
did their fair share of Lister-care just as Kryten. And they were driving
Lister crazy. They initially overdid it having him bunk almost next door to
them to going as far as asking him to father a child for them, ie restarting
the human race. He refused on the grounds that it would be too weird and moved
his bunkroom away from theirs to emphasize that he was doing okay in Rimmer’s
absence.
All
the concern and fussing is the reason why he took on the job of checking the
ship each day, going through a checklist with the Hollies. It kept him away
from the others for most of the day and his mind stayed busy. With all the
exercise of walking, crawling, and climbing, he was exhausted by the end of the
day as well, which helped him sleep. Sleep. It had been good at first. He
really felt rested and ready for a new day during the first few months or so.
But then, well the truth be told, he was restless. He missed Rimmer
tremendously. He’d wake up in the middle of the night unconsciously feeling for
Rimmer to spoon up to. When he took his shower in the evening, he half expected
to have Rimmer slip in to scrub his back like he used to do. Lister missed
having Rimmer complain about his guitar “playing,” the way he chewed at his
toenails, or when he left dirty clothes strewn about. He rarely did any of
those things that had once annoyed Rimmer so much just so he wouldn’t find
himself missing their little spats. Frankly, Lister was flat out depressed.
At
this moment they were all together, honoring the memory of three friends:
KillCrazy, Kryten, and Ace Rimmer. Kris and Shayne made Lister come. He didn’t
want them to go all fanatical over him again by emphasizing that not only was
it the anniversary of the death of the others but it was also the anniversary
of his Rimmy leaving. But Lister was sure they knew this anyway. It was part of
the reason they insisted most likely, not wanting him to be alone. He had
reluctantly promised to stay as long as HoloRimmer and Arlene hung around.
Lister
sighed and turned on his stool to look at the others. Normally, HoloRim and
Arlene disappeared from group activities around 2200 hours but it was already
almost midnight and they
showed no signs of retiring.
/Shayne
probably threatened them if they didn’t stay./ Lister
surmised, sighing to himself, and returned to his drink.
****
Rimmer
was in full Ace garb asleep in the pilot seat. He had tried to sleep in his
bunk for several hours but gave up when he couldn’t get comfortable and
couldn’t stop his racing thoughts. He’d had Sasha
dimension jump but not to the exact location of their destination for fear of
losing the aim of surprise.
“Ace,”
Sasha woke the sleeping man in the pilot seat.
“Are
we in the right dimension Sasha?” Rimmer replied groggily.
“Yes,
these are the coordinates that I included for Holly on the dimension jump
technology disk,” she replied. “Should I call Jari?”
“No,
let her rest. I’ll be back to get her once I’ve brought the others up to speed
not to mention get their permission.”
“And
after you’ve seen Lister,” Sasha quipped, if a computer can do that.
“Sasha!”
Rimmer whined.
“Alright,
alright, sorry, one moment,” Sasha went silent. “Okay, Ace, I’ve contacted
Holly. He’s confirmed we have the right place and just as you instructed, I’ve
asked him not to alert anyone. He’s cleared us for docking. Also, he wants me
to inform you that there is a new Kryten and a hologram from this dimension and
a second hologram from another dimension that were here when they arrived.”
“Two holograms? Who?”
“Arnold
J. Rimmer and Arlene Rimmer,” Sasha rattled off with a slight excitement.
“Well,
isn’t this convenient,” Rimmer muttered. “Sasha, notify me immediately if Jari
gets out and starts wandering, otherwise, I’ll see you in a while luv,” and he
left the cockpit.
****
Rimmer,
still dressed as Ace, found the console in the docking bay.
“Hey
Holly, it’s me,” Rimmer whispered.
Two
faces appeared which took Rimmer off guard, “Two of you? A
female version?”
“Yes,”
they answered together.
“Sorry,
Ace, she just wanted to meet you before you, umm, got busy,” the male Holly
continued. “In the future, call for Hol if you need me and Holly if you need
her.”
“Well,
right now I’d just like to know where Listy is,” Rimmer smiled but more for
himself than the Hollies.
“He’s
checking an exhaust vent on 11. But he’ll be going to bed after that. His room
is on 9, #969. You could beat him there,” Hol smiled.
“Thanks
Hol, and Holly, nice to meet you.” Rimmer took off towards the door.
****
He
slipped quietly out of the lift into the corridor. He wasn’t sure where the
other’s rooms were. He hadn’t thought to ask either. He just wanted to see his
Listy first. He found the room and slipped in quietly just in case Lister was
already there.
/Good.
I beat him. Now, how to surprise him?/
Rimmer
decided that the best way was to be forward. He wasn’t in the mood for games
anyway. All he wanted was to hold Lister and not let go. He left the door open
and the light on. He sat down on the bed, which he noted was much bigger than
theirs on the ‘Bug.’ He leaned over smelling the bedding that was inundated
with Lister’s smell.
/I
missed that./ Rimmer sighed to himself.
He
soon heard footsteps in the corridor. It was Lister for sure. No one makes that
much noise besides Kryten but Kryten’s steps have equal pace and pattern,
Lister’s are just sloppy especially when he’s tired or pissed.
“Who
th’ smeg’s
in me room?” Lister called from what must have been only a few feet from the
doorway.
“Scouse git!” Rimmer replied.
Lister
swallowed hard on the lump in his throat. He stepped easily and cautiously into
the open doorway. He just stood, mouth half open, not breathing. Rimmer tried
to smile but tears swelled in his eyes at the sight of his lover.
“Rim—“ Lister choked and finally breathed a little as Rimmer
stood up.
Tears
filled Lister’s eyes and tumbled down his cheeks. He tried to take a step forward
but his legs went to jelly and he found himself kneeling on the floor. Rimmer
at the same moment rushed forwards falling to his knees in front of Lister and
wrapped his arms tightly around the man he now realized he missed more than he
had ever imagined.
“Listy,
I’m sorry, I should’ve come back sooner—“ Rimmer
started babbling but was cut off by Lister’s mouth on his.
Warm
and spicy just like Rimmer remembered.
“Rimme’,
do you need some help luv,” Lister managed to get out in a gasp for air between
tongue-nearly-in-the-others-throat kisses.
Rimmer’s
hands were shaking in excitement, expectation, and overwhelming desire trying
to remove Lister’s clothing.
“I’m
not the only one that needs help here Listy,” Rimmer noted Lister’s similarly
clumsy hands.
Rimmer
finally managed to untuck Lister’s shirt, unsnap his trousers, and shove his
hand down his pants. Lister stopped the pawing and petting struggle with a
breath of rapture and bit Rimmer’s bottom lip in response. It had been so long
since he had felt that wonderful sense of touch.
Rimmer
smiled deviously as he slowly and deliberately pulled his hand back out.
“Something told me that’s where your heart was vigorously pumping all your
blood.”
Lister
reached up and pulled the Ace wig from Rimmer’s head and gently removed the
audacious leather jacket tossing them aside. He calmly stood them both up and
closed the door, “Lock.”
He
then pushed Rimmer backwards onto the bed.
“If
you ever try to leave me to be Ace ever, ever again, I’ll tie you to
this bed,” he scolded as he leaned over the half reclined body of /my Rimmy./
“Oh
Listy, do you promise?” Rimmer replied in seductive sarcasm.
Lister
kissed Rimmer hard on the mouth ripping open Rimmer’s shirt sending every
button flying in a different direction. Rimmer, completely yet pleasurably
taken aback, managed to pull Lister’s tee up to discover his lover had taken up
exercise as a way to deal with his Ace stint. Lister helped to get rid of the
shirt and followed up with discarding all the other clothing. Lister
passionately kissed and lick-teased his way down Rimmer: his smooth defined
chest to his soft, tender stomach to…
“Unn…ohh Dave,” Rimmer moaned at
the hot succulent mouth now gorging on his erection.
Rimmer
grabbed handfuls of bedding, but Lister’s deep throating
was more than he could withstand after so long without. Lister backed off just
in time as Rimmer came forcefully into his mouth. He didn’t swallow. Instead he
spit into his hand then lubed his own agonizing erection with the mixture of saliva
and semen. He pressed the head of his cock to Rimmer’s opening looking up at
his lover’s face. Rimmer reached down grabbing Lister’s butt and pulled him
upwards. After two years of dreaming and craving, they were one again.
“Are
you alright?” Lister kissed Rimmer gently and sweetly on his post-coital
swollen lips.
“Fuck
me and you’ll find out how all right I am,” Rimmer whispered dragging his
fingertips up and then slowly down Lister’s back.
Lister
arched his back in response diving as deeply as he could into Rimmer.
“Ohh, Listy!” Rimmer
shouted in the mixture of pain and pleasure.
Lister
moved in a delicious rhythm groaning and grunting with little regard for
attracting curious crewmates. With the long desired warmth he was creating, he
felt Rimmer hardening, then Rimmer reaching down to rework himself up to
Lister’s frenzy.
“Ohh, Rimme’!” Lister yelped in chorus with Rimmer’s
“Geronimo!” as they both erupted.
They
lay entangled, wet with perspiration and body fluids.
“I
like this bigger bed Listy,” Rimmer finally broke what seemed like hours of
silent cuddling and kissing.
“Good.
Move over, I’m in a wet spot.”
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