Need, R, Tom/Timo
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steins_storiesTitle: Need
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steinsgrrl
Fandom: Panik/Tokio Hotel
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I in no way intend to insinuate that any of the below actually happened. It is simply a piece of written entertainment based on the public personas of real people.
Rating: R
Warnings: Adult Content
Summary: Tom/Timo, by request. (only 576 words, mostly smut)
Author's Note: Forthywillbedone
Timo pushed the bandana off Tom’s forehead and let it drop to the floor, their eyes locked and hungry.
“Took you long enough to get here.” Timo said, his voice low.
“There was traffic, and I had to ditch Bill.” Tom flipped Timo’s hat off his head. “You have no idea how hard that is to do.”
Timo grabbed at Tom’s hoodie, sliding it down his arms and tossing it away. Tom, in turn, stripped Timo of his tee shirt. He ran his eyes over Timo’s hard planes, following with his hands.
Timo didn’t want to stop to feel, yet; he had other plans. Almost before Tom realized it, Timo had practically ripped his clothes off him and had his own clothes in a pile on the floor.
Tom’s smirk was met with a shrug. “I didn’t feel like messing around.” He nodded toward the bed. “Get up there.”
Tom’s smirk grew into a smile. “Pushy,” he accused, but crawled onto the bed to lie sprawled on his back, his legs spread.
Timo couldn’t help but leer and if his dick was on its way to hard before, it was hard enough to chisel rock now. “And you’re easy.”
“Uh huh. What the fuck are you waiting for?” Tom watched his lover from beneath long lashes, his breath quickening. He’d been waiting too long for this.
For you. Forever. Timo’s belly clinched and he pushed his thought down as he climbed on the bed, crawling up to hover over the beautiful man that waited for him. He leaned down slowly, their lips meeting briefly, deeply, insatiably.
A moan filled the room and neither could have said whether it was his or even if they cared. Hot flesh met hot, turgid flesh and they ground together desperately, as if it was their first time, or their last.
Their breathing was hard and fast and Tom released Timo’s hip where it had been clinging hard enough to leave finger prints, pulling him, grinding Timo’s cock against him. He looked up at Timo to find his lover’s eyes locked on him, and Tom understood because he didn’t want to miss a minute of this, either.
He pulled Timo down to him, kissing him hard, while he reached his hand between them and fisted their cocks. They slid together, slick against each other, wet with precome and sweat and Tom knew that it was him that groaned then. He could feel it come from the pit of his stomach, as if smoke from the fire that burned lower and out of control.
“Come on.” Tom whispered and Timo whimpered in response, pushing himself hard into Tom’s hand twice more before he came in hot waves, spurting across brown bellies and growling his lover’s name. Timo’s come lubricated his fist even more and Tom jerked himself quickly, frantically, while Timo nipped at his lip ring and his lover’s tongue invaded his mouth again. He came then, white hot and silent, straining into Timo, arching into him and holding on tight.
The air in the room was still and warm but goose bumps crawled across their skin as the sweat dried there. When Timo finally caught his breath, he leaned up to catch Tom’s eye.
“I missed you.” Timo kissed him, softly this time, carefully. “Next time, don’t take so long to get here.”
Tom kissed his lover back and smiled, pushing Timo down to cuddle into his side.
Author:
steinsgrrlFandom: Panik/Tokio Hotel
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I in no way intend to insinuate that any of the below actually happened. It is simply a piece of written entertainment based on the public personas of real people.
Rating: R
Warnings: Adult Content
Summary: Tom/Timo, by request. (only 576 words, mostly smut)
Author's Note: For
thywillbedoneTimo pushed the bandana off Tom’s forehead and let it drop to the floor, their eyes locked and hungry.
“Took you long enough to get here.” Timo said, his voice low.
“There was traffic, and I had to ditch Bill.” Tom flipped Timo’s hat off his head. “You have no idea how hard that is to do.”
Timo grabbed at Tom’s hoodie, sliding it down his arms and tossing it away. Tom, in turn, stripped Timo of his tee shirt. He ran his eyes over Timo’s hard planes, following with his hands.
Timo didn’t want to stop to feel, yet; he had other plans. Almost before Tom realized it, Timo had practically ripped his clothes off him and had his own clothes in a pile on the floor.
Tom’s smirk was met with a shrug. “I didn’t feel like messing around.” He nodded toward the bed. “Get up there.”
Tom’s smirk grew into a smile. “Pushy,” he accused, but crawled onto the bed to lie sprawled on his back, his legs spread.
Timo couldn’t help but leer and if his dick was on its way to hard before, it was hard enough to chisel rock now. “And you’re easy.”
“Uh huh. What the fuck are you waiting for?” Tom watched his lover from beneath long lashes, his breath quickening. He’d been waiting too long for this.
For you. Forever. Timo’s belly clinched and he pushed his thought down as he climbed on the bed, crawling up to hover over the beautiful man that waited for him. He leaned down slowly, their lips meeting briefly, deeply, insatiably.
A moan filled the room and neither could have said whether it was his or even if they cared. Hot flesh met hot, turgid flesh and they ground together desperately, as if it was their first time, or their last.
Their breathing was hard and fast and Tom released Timo’s hip where it had been clinging hard enough to leave finger prints, pulling him, grinding Timo’s cock against him. He looked up at Timo to find his lover’s eyes locked on him, and Tom understood because he didn’t want to miss a minute of this, either.
He pulled Timo down to him, kissing him hard, while he reached his hand between them and fisted their cocks. They slid together, slick against each other, wet with precome and sweat and Tom knew that it was him that groaned then. He could feel it come from the pit of his stomach, as if smoke from the fire that burned lower and out of control.
“Come on.” Tom whispered and Timo whimpered in response, pushing himself hard into Tom’s hand twice more before he came in hot waves, spurting across brown bellies and growling his lover’s name. Timo’s come lubricated his fist even more and Tom jerked himself quickly, frantically, while Timo nipped at his lip ring and his lover’s tongue invaded his mouth again. He came then, white hot and silent, straining into Timo, arching into him and holding on tight.
The air in the room was still and warm but goose bumps crawled across their skin as the sweat dried there. When Timo finally caught his breath, he leaned up to catch Tom’s eye.
“I missed you.” Timo kissed him, softly this time, carefully. “Next time, don’t take so long to get here.”
Tom kissed his lover back and smiled, pushing Timo down to cuddle into his side.
