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Title:
Crashing Waves
Author:
Rusted Manacles (that's Rusty to you)
Summary:
Cole's nightmare awakens him in the dead of night. Who should he turn to to
make his fears disappear?
Rating:
NC-17 for het (just a little) and slashiness (but lots of this!)
Archive:
email me @ slashgoddess666@yahoo.com
Disclaimer:
You know me. Anything to make a buck right? No, I
don't own Leo or Cole, or any of the other Charmed
characters. I do own the plot (which is why I will never be a writer on a
syndicated television series). Don't sue me, I'm poor.
The candles surrounding the
tiger-skin rug where they lay illuminated the area with a soft yellow light
that radiated a heat far less blistering than the heat that they dispelled from
their sweltering bodies. He was naked, sitting with his legs stretched out in
front of him and leaning backward on his hands. She was leaning on his
shoulder, her mountainous breasts grazing his arm.
He could feel her hands, smooth and
warm, running down his bare back. Her heel ran over
his calf seductively while she sighed softly, breathing in his cologne deeply,
taking all of his scents into her memory. Her lips were soft on his skin, along
his jaw, down his neck, across his chest, and down past his hips where he
waited in high anticipation for the things that she would do to him. Her breath
was hot against his flesh as she teased him lightly with her tongue, and then
climbed back up his torso and took one of his nipples in her mouth. He moaned as
she bit down, her teeth digging into the tender extremity. He reached his hands
down and cupped her rear in his hands, digging his
fingers up inside her while she sucked on his chest. He could hear her groaning
as his slipped his index in and out slowly, then picking up speed with two, and
three. She heaved into his body as he felt her tighten up and flow, all of her
juices spilling out into his waiting hand. He brought it to his lips and licked
it all away, then he lifted her chin to kiss her. But
her beautiful face didn't greet him with a smile. Instead, he saw a man, his
blonde hair glinting in the candlelight. He kissed him without hesitation.
"Leo…"
Cole snapped awake, sweat dripping down his face and chest. He was in
bed, alone - again - and so he wiped the perspiration away with one hand.
Beneath the sheets, he could see his erection as though it was a skyscraper in
the middle of a field. He heaved and threw the blanket aside, and climbed out
of bed. With the stealth of a panther, he sneaked through the creaky hallways
in the old house, until he found the door that he was searching for. He didn't
knock, just pushed it open with caution, and peered inside.
It was completely dark, save for the
moonlit patch of carpet next to the open bay window. The bed, pushed against
the far wall, held its occupants inside the canopy with an almost maternal
protectiveness. The man, he face lit up by the moon, lay awake on his back, a
translucent sheet just barely covering the bulge between his thighs. Cole could
see a thin line of blonde hair poking out from under the blanket, and something
within him stirred. The woman to the laying man's left slept soundly on her
side, one arm draped across her husband's chest. He could hear her breathing
softly in time with the wind, and knew that this was the time.
"Psstt!
Leo!"
The blonde man lifted his head
slowly as he saw Cole standing in the doorway. He smiled widely and rolled out
with one felled motion from under his wife's unconsciourm. rm. He crept to the
door, the light from the window giving him an angelic glow as he tip-toed up to
Cole, his massive cock hanging limply between his legs. "I was hoping
you'd come tonight," he whispered as he pushed him out of the room and
shut the door gently behind him. "I feel like it's been ages since I saw
you… like this." Leo ran his hands over Cole's chest, massaging his
nipples with the heels of his hands.
"I had that dream again,"
Cole sighed as he took Leo's hands and kissed his knuckles while he led him
back down the hall. "It was horrible. She was all over me… kissing, and
touching. I just couldn't take it. But then I see your face, and I just…"
Cole paused as they reached his room again. "You know, let's go somewhere
else tonight. My bed isn't very comfortable, and yours is occupied…"
"Name the place," Leo said
eagerly. "I'll orb us there faster than you can say 'blow job'."
Cole snickered. "You're so
vulgar, you know that?" He leaned into the whitelighter and ground his
erection against Leo's hips. The shorter man emitted a low groan and pressed
back in return. "But I love it." Cole wrapped his arms around his
neck and smashed his lips against Leo's. A moment later he was listening to the
sounds of a crashing surf against the jagged rocks in
the harbor while he yearned to fuck his lover. His emotions carried him away
and he began to fall forward. The whitelighter, unable to stand under the added
weight, collapsed into the sand, and they both laid on
the beach together, naked. Cole buried his face in Leo's neck and trailed his
tongue down his collarbone until he reached his nipple. The salt breeze picked
up and it hardened beneath his lips, and Cole smiled as he sank his teeth in
greedily. He heard his companion moan loudly as he ravaged one cold nipple,
then the other. His hands traveled up and down the whitelighter's torso,
tracing the muscles that were etched in his chest and abdomen. The course sand
ran through his fingers as he pushed his way farther down Leo's stomach, until
his face was even with his belly button, then with his hips, and finally he
came face to face with the monstrosity that had been prodding him in the
stomach a moment earlier.
Leo's cock stood erect in the
moonlight, a quivering, pink rod just waiting to be sucked. Cole obliged,
gently taking it into his open mouth, inch by inch. He stopped half way down
the shaft, feeling it graze the back of his throat. He pulled his head back
until his lips once again met with Leo's smooth tip, and then he repeated the
process. In, and out. In, and out.
His head bobbed in a steady rhythm, his hand working the parts of the length
that his mouth couldn't reach.
Leo heaved in agony as Cole's tongue
massaged him in ways that Piper had never been able to. "Oh,
God. Don't stop…ah…" He began to pump his hips in time with Cole's
rhythm, and he pressed his hand down into the demon's hair, pushing down while
he came up. The crashing waves drowned out his cries as the blood rushed to his
ears, and he whitwhite spots at the corners of his eyes, and he emptied himself
into Cole's mouth. He expected the demon to pop his head back up after a
moment, but when he could still feel his warm lips wrapped around his member,
Leo tightened up. There was a loud sucking noise, and he groaned, feeling
lightheaded as Cole sucked him dry of any fluid left in his languid shaft.
Cole returned a minute later, wiping
his mouth clean and his arms free from sand. He kissed Leo lightly on the
shoulder, down his arm and then back up again. He rested his head on the ground
next to Leo's, smiling as the whitelighter still breathed heavily. There was
something about him that Cole couldn't resist, even though he knew that he
loved Phoebe, Leo was always on his mind. His smile, his
eyes, his body, his mind. He wanted to take him apart and learn about
every part of him until he knew everything that there was to know. For right
now, this would do nicely.
"Oh God," Leo whispered,
rolling onto his side, grabbing Cole's cock in his trembling hand. He began to
massage it, stroking up and down while he spoke. "You're so amazing…"
Cole pulled his cock away and pushed
Leo's hand back toward his own body. He kissed him roughly then sat upright.
"I'll be even more amazing when I'm through with you," he said with a
wicked grin. He snapped his fingers, using his power to create a blanket
underneath them, and a condom in his hand. He flipped Leo over easily onto his
stomach and straddled him as he ripped open the package and rolled the
lubricated rubber onto his stiff dick. Leo didn't even flinch as Cole leaned
over his lean body, pressing his hard-on into his lower back while he adjusted
his legs. Cole pressed his chest against Leo's back, listening to his heart
thudding against it. It was fast, pulsating, erratic, as though he knew that
this night would be one of the most erotic nights of his life - both of them.
Cole drew his fingers over the whitelighter's sides, from his shoulders to his
hips, caressing every inch of his back and ass before bringing his lips down on
the base of Leo's skull. He flicked his tonin ain and out, traveled
sporadically around his hairline to his earlobes and back again. He loved the
little twitch the Leo made every time his taste buds grazed across the blonde
man's ear. He loved the way he scrunched up his nose when he was horny. He
loved the way he curled his fingers and toes when he came. He loved everything
about Leo. Except the fact that he was married. Not
that it mattered; they were always together, despite Piper and despite Phoebe
and despite how the Elders looked down on them. He didn't care. All that
mattered right then was pleasing his companion.
Cole craned his neck so he could let
his tongue slip down Leo's spine, sending shudders through both of their
bodies. Cole slid down his legs unte wae was sitting on Leo's knees, without
cutting off the circulation to his feet. He took both hands and grasped the
whitelighter's ass cheeks firmly, one in each palm, and began to massage
roughly. Leo groan as Cole slipped his thumbs up his crack, penetrating deep
inside him before his cock did. Spreading the peach-fuzz covered cheeks apart, he bent over and buried his face Leo's opening, his
tongue entering where his thumbs had been moments before. He could feel Leo
grinding against the soft sand beneath the blanket, he could hear him grimacing
in ecstasy, see him writhing with pleasure as he
licked him up and down. He grunted as his own cock yearned to be touched, to be
sucked and massaged until he came harder than he ever had before. He repressed
the desires, putting them off for just a few more minutes, until he knew that
his lover was ready for him. Until he knew that Leo wanted him so badly, he was
screaming for it.
"Do you like that?" Cole
whispered, resting his chin on Leo's tailbone. His day-old stubble scratched
against Leo's smooth skin, and Cole shivered involuntarily. "Tell me, Leo.
Tell me: Do you love it?"
Leo squeezed his eyes shut and
craned his neck around. His face was bright red, and Cole could tell that he
was doing everything in his power to keep from climaxing again. Through gritted
teeth, he managed to mutter, "Cole…"
"Say it!" Cole hissed
loudly, his passion growing every instant that he wasn't inside Leo. "Say
that you want me!"
"I-I…" Leo moaned, so
loudly that it echoed off the rocks and drowned out the waves, and for a brief
moment, everything was still. He sighed heavily, his back muscles contracting
and releasing as he breathed. "I-I want you."
In one qui>quick motion Cole was back on top of Leo's
thighs, his stiff cock ready and waiting to plunge. "Louder," he
retorted. "I want to here you scream it!"
"I want you!" Leo arched
his back upward, slamming viciously into Cole's erection, sending a wave of
pain that was so mixed with pleasure that he didn't know what to do. "God,
Cole! Please! Ooohh…" Leo pressed his face into his hands as Cole
positioned himself at Leo's entrance, his entire body shaking with delight.
Cole took a deep breath and pushed forward, easing into Leo slowly, pausing
when the whitelighter tightened up around his shaft. After just a moment he was
relaxed again, and Cole clenched his eyes shut as he surged forward, pressing
himself into Leo with all of his strength.
Leo nearly screamed Cole's name as
he felt the demon pounding him, ramming his enormous cock in and out at such a
speed that he felt like he wanted to cry. Not from pain or agony, but from
sheer satisfaction and gratification. His length, which had been lithe not five
minutes before, jammed itself into the sand underneath them as it stiffened,
giving Leo more reason to moan loudly in time with the tide. He grunted as Cole
thrust against him again and again, slapping the flesh from his thighs against
Leo's cheeks. Leo felt full, bursting with life as he began to churn his hips
against the ground, arching back into Cole as the demon pressed down, and
pulling back when they were apart. He reached down underneath his body and took
his cock in his hand and began to knead it vigorously. Cole's warm hands rested
firmly on his back, his long, slender fingers digging into Leo's flesh as he
massaged him subconsciously. Leo lifted his rear further up off the ground,
propping himself up on his knees while he caressed his hard dick and Cole
impaled him on his own massive length. Time seemed to slow down as the two of
them began to speed up, increasing their motions as they neared the pinnacle of
the tryst on the beach.
Cole felt his ear implode on themselves as his head pounded harder than his hips into
Leo's ass. He jammed his cock into Leo one final time, arching his back while
his body, for a brief moment, shut down in order to send all of his energy
spilling into the condom around his cock. He screamed, calling out his lover's
name over and over as he emptied himself of everything that he could give. "Oh, God! Leo…Leo… fuck, Leo!"
The whitelighter felt a jolt
throughout his limbs as Cole struck him one last time, and filled the condom to
overflowing. Leo's mind didn't falter as he continued to rub his erection with
fury. He didn't hear himself call out Cole's name as he peaked, his muscles
tightening as he let go of his desire, and let it seep from him onto the
blanket, leaving behind a feeling of completeness that he hadn't felt in so
long. He wrapped his fingers tightly around his cock and held it for a minute,
feeling all of the blood surging away from it, and leaving it limp in his hand.
He wiped away the come on his palm, and lowered his head to the ground. Cole
was still inside him, but the two men just remained motionless while they
listened to the surf cresting out at sea.
Cole let himself lean on Leo's back,
his flaccid dick still buried inside the whitelighter. He waited until he felt
as though he could stand it no longer before removing it and rolling the condom
off his length. He tied it up and tossed it on the blanket, then snapped his fingers
again. Everything that he had made appear before disappeared just as quickly,
leaving both of them sweaty, tired, and naked on the sand. Leo rolled over onto
his back and intertwined his fingers behind his head. Cole leaned next to him,
resting his head on his lover's chest. Together, they watched the sun rise over
San Francisco, and they knew this was truly heaven. At one
with nature, so in tune with each other's thoughts and feelings after such a
long, glorious night, that neither of them had to say a word. The waves did it
for them.
A/N:
Thanks to Dimples for reminding me to use the header at the top. Also to
Dimples for supporting me when I needed her (I luv u!) and not being weirded
out by the slash thing (lol. You better get working on Torn again, my dear.
You're really starting to piss me off!). And thanks also to the readers! Hope
you enjoyed this *winks* as much as I enjoyed writing it. *goes off to think up
more slashy scenarios and find the perfect pairing for said scenario*
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