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This could be love
Love for fire
This could be love
Love for fire
This could be love
For fire, forever more One part of their conversation at Charlie’s place, after Charlie split his lip, has been playing on Colton’s mind this last couple of days, not being able to see Charlie hasn’t helped. With time on his hands Colt starts to plot, he spends time on the Citadel website where he finds everything he needs.He tries not to bother Charlie too much when he’s on set so Colton sends a text to him.
when do you get a couple of days off? wanna take you away from all this
Charlie finds himself disappointed whenever he checks his phone and finds that there is nothing from his lover - it’s not what he expected of Colton and he wonders if his boy is trying to be respectful of his work space. So when he does finally get a rather cryptic message, he can’t wipe the smile from his face. Caught between shoving some chicken and pasta down his throat and a piss break, he texts back.
Give K a call - she can let u know. Will txt her to say ok
He’s too busy to think about when he’s next off - or what other commitments he has - that’s why he has Kitty - to think for him. Once he’s replied to Colton he sends Kitty a quick text telling her to expect to hear from his ‘SO’. He’s too wrapped up in filming to even consider what the hell Colton’s planning.Colton likes Kitty, he has never actually met her but she is friendly on the phone and always co-operative, she doesn’t seem to judge them or their relationship. She tells him that Charlie has a three day weekend coming in two days time.It wasn’t his intention, but with short notice, Colton still has Charlie’s key so on Thursday afternoon he packs a suitcase with board shorts and t-shirts, white briefs and of course a couple of new pairs of silk lounge pants. He gasses up his car and heads to Charlie’s house to do the same for him, all the time hoping that he hasn’t over-stepped any boundaries.At 4pm he is sitting in his car in the parking lot of the studio, right where Charlie’s car would usually be waiting for him. Kitty had again been a help here, making sure Charlie didn’t drive or ride his bike to work. Imagine Dragons is playing at an unusually low volume on the stereo and Colt is nervous but excited.“Charles!” Kim knows it drives him nuts, and Charlie long ago gave up rising to it, but at the sound of his cast mate and friend's voice Charlie leans out of his trailer. “What?”“There’s some guy parked up in your spot - silver convertible,” He beams up at Charlie, knowing that no-one gets on set like that without some previous clearance, so Charlie must know who it is. Charlie’s brow wrinkles in confusion, until Kim adds, “He’s fucking pretty enough to be a girl,”
Colton!
“Oh! Yeah, that’s Colton, it’s cool,” He nods, schooling his features enough so as to hide his curiosity. He disappears back inside his trailer again, before Kim can say or ask any more questions. He finishes shoving his shit into his bag and slings it over his shoulder as he skips down the steps and slams the door shut.He lights up as he crosses the lot, head down, intent on his task, right up until he’s stood beside the car.“This is a surprise,” he smirks, giving the car a once over.Colton has watched Charlie walk across the lot, pleased that he isn’t in costume today, as much as he loved the other night he can see more of Charlie’s physique through the comfortable jeans and white t-shirt.“Hi,” Colt grins from behind his sunnies, “I heard you had a couple of days to spare so I thought I’d give my car a run. Feel like joining me?”Brows rising Charlie, stuffs his cigarette in his mouth, tosses his bag on the back seat and climbs in. “I’m going to need to eat soon,” he warns, as Colton reverses out of the space and he taps off ash over the edge of the door. “Where’re we going?”“We’re going to the beach,” Colton smiles at Charlie and turns the music up.~*~Charlie is famished so they grab some drive-through burgers with a view to eating an actual meal when they are closer to their destination. It is a bit over fifty miles to Laguna Beach but with traffic they should still be there in under ninety minutes. “I used Citadel to find us a place.”“It’s private right? We won’t be seen?” Charlie wipes over his whiskers with a second napkin, he’d managed to get burger sauce all over himself and he’s busy mopping it up, pissed at mussing up a clean tee.“Yeah, though it’s right on the beach so we’ll have to be a bit careful if we venture out.” Colton’s shirt is pristine and he’s amused at Charlie’s expense, “It’s not like I can take you anywhere anyway,” he nods at Charlie’s shirt, grinning.Charlie actually pouts, chin dipped to look at the stain. “I was hungry?” He says by way of explanation. “So..what’s your plan? We stay in all weekend, in a beach house?” Now it’s his turn to tease, “Or are we playing buddies who hang out?”“No reason we can’t do both,” Colton doesn't care so much as long as they’re together, “I will be swimming though, no way I can be that close and not get out in it.”Another 45 minutes sees them pull up in front of a gate that Colton uses a keypad to open, then slowly down a long driveway. There are a couple of other cars under the awning but he has been assured that even though there are several units here discretion is paramount to the owners.Colton pops the trunk, “There’s a bag in the back for you,” he tells Charlie with a smile.It never occurred to Charlie to think about that - until now. “Huh?” He climbs out of the car and around to the trunk, and sure enough his leather weekend bag sits next to Colton’s own monogrammed one. “Did Kitty do this?” he asks, glancing up at his lover.“No,” Colton looks at Charlie expectantly, “I did. Is that okay?”Charlie chews on his bottom lip as he considers how he feels about that. “Not sure I’m entirely comfortable with knowing you went through my shit...but I get why you did,” he admits, cos they agreed on honesty - right?“I didn’t go through anything,” Colt confesses, though it was tempting he would never invade someone’s privacy like that, “just grabbed some clothes and your toothbrush.” He dips his head, he didn’t even have to find Charlie’s underwear, Colt has taken care of that himself.A quick glance around and Charlie reaches out to slip his arm around Colton’s waist and tug him in. “C’mere,” he rumbles. “Thanks,” he adds, moments before he kisses his boy, soft and gentle.Colton melts into Charlie’s arms, he’s waited days to even touch his man, his mouth opens willingly and his hands go up that lovely strong chest. “Mmm, lets get inside, I want more of that.”“Hmm, yeah,” Charlie’s reply is gruff, now he’s had a taste of his boys mouth he wants more too. They pull their bags out of the car and head on inside, and Charlie has to fight the urge to reach out and keep touching.It takes too long to get checked in, if anyone can consider ten minutes too long, and every second is torture. Once they are inside their apartment Colton drops his travel bag and throws his arms around Charlie’s neck to continue what they started downstairs. He moans lowly, body responding to being up against his lover’s.Charlie’s all hands, tugging that pristine tee up and slipping his fingers under to map out the lines of Colton’s back as he kisses him. One hand slips down to cup and squeeze a tight, perfect buttock. His arousal is ramping up fast, matching what he can feel pressed to his hip.There’s two copies of the Citadel checklist in Colton’s bag but all intentions of discussing that tonight are forgotten with their desperation. “Fuck,” Colt grunts between kisses, “missed you so much.”“Yeah?” Charlie thrills to hear it, all he can taste and smell is his boy and he wants more. He grabs Colton’s wrist and brings his hand down to press it against his erection.He doesn't want to stop touching Charlie’s cock especially since Charlie is so insistent, but Colt has to let go so he get Charlie’s button and fly open. Sure enough Colt has to push his way past cotton boxers to get to his prize, “What do you want me to do with that?”“How about we find the fucking bed, get naked and see what you can come up with?” Charlie growls, nipping hard at Colton’s lower lip. “You smell fucking gorgeous,”“You taste fucking gorgeous,” Colton’s mouth is watering at the prospect of getting it on Charlie’s skin and his cock in particular. He pulls away reluctantly and takes Charlie’s hand, leading him in the obvious direction of the bedroom. “Did you say something about getting naked?”“I must be losing my fucking touch if you have to be invited twice,” Charlie drawls, holding his jeans up with his free hand, his belt and denim clutched in it. He can’t take his eyes off Colton.“Not losing your touch at all,” Colton grins back over his shoulder as they step through the bedroom door and are presented with a huge window, the sun setting over the water beyond the deck. “Wow, nice,” he’s not looking at the view when he says it, he’s looking at Charlie’s now exposed chest. He throws off his own shirt and drops to his knees to help Charlie out of his shoes and socks.“I managed to shower this time,” Charlie grins as he steps out of his jeans and underwear. “Before I left set...” He had to get the faux ink off - but he’s glad he had now - he’d hate to have to stop this to go wash off a 12 hour day of make up, sweat and piss.“Okay,” right now Colt couldn’t care less, he’s too busy nuzzling into Charlie’s groin and reaching up to hang onto his hips. Flicking his eyes up to meet Charlie’s Colton licks his lips and wraps them around the very juicy cock in front of him.He’s really going to have to have words with Colton about this, because he’s pretty fucking sure he’s told him the first time he’s sucked him off, that in future he had to make sure Charlie was at least sitting on his ass for any future blow jobs.“You fucking shit,” Charlie laughs, his voice rough. “Bed! Let me get on the fucking bed,”“No,” Colt protests, pouting up at Charlie, “chair?” He angles his head backwards, indicating the armchair in the corner near the window, for some reason that he’s not going to think about now Colton wants to be on his knees for this.“Whatever,” Charlie heads to the chair, not caring so long as he doesn’t have to worry about staying on his feet when Colton goes to work. Ass planted, he splays his thighs and strokes his own dick to pull back his foreskin fully. “Go for it twink,”“Fuck,” Colton murmurs, he’s never seen Charlie from quite this angle before and it’s so fucking sexy. He has the presence of mind to get his own pants off, it’s difficult, knelt on the floor as he is and his cock is hard and bouncing when he’s done. Dropping to his hands Colton crawls across the floor and starts kissing at Charlie’s ankles, slowly working his way upwards.Hand in Colton’s hair, Charlie plays with the gelled strands, petting and stroking as his lover works his way up past his knee to his thighs and then finally to his dick. He feels a rush of power when Colton glances up through those long lashes of his. “Boy?” he queries softly.“Hmm?” Sleepy eyes meet Charlie’s, Colton’s mouth wet and pink.Charlie’s answering grin is slow and wicked, full of self satisfaction. “Hmm, c’mon twink, suck me, suck me, make me cum so hard you fucking choke on it,”Colton spares a moment to lick Charlie’s sac, suck each ball in then blow a gentle stream of air over the wet skin, he smiles secretly when it crinkles and pulls tight. Then, after teasing himself as much as Charlie, Colt licks a broad stripe up the underside and takes Charlie deep into his mouth.“Hmmm,” Charlie’s lip curls up in an almost sneer when Colton swallows him down. His fingers tighten on Colton’s scalp and he grabs a hold of that product heavy hair. “Such a good boy huh? Love sucking my dick don’t you?” He doesn’t expect Colton to reply he expects him to get on with the task at hand.The first hint of salty precum spurs Colton on, he hums as he opens up and takes Charlie to the back of his throat. His right hand goes to his own cock and his left seems to want to settle behind his back allowing Charlie full control.Close enough now, Charlie uses the back of Colton’s head as leverage so he can thrust into his boys willing, eager throat. He hasn’t gotten off in days, so this is happening a whole heap quicker than he’d have liked.Cotton wool fills Colt’s head and his focus is limited to Charlie’s cock and his mouth, how the taste and feel of it fills his senses. He is fully hard but the drag of his hand over his cock is rudimentary at best.Teeth bared, Charlie growls as his orgasm coils tight - and then suddenly he loses it. His hips snap up and he yells loudly. “Fuck! Fuck! Yes!”Colton coughs, Charlie’s finishing thrust caught him a bit by surprise and while he can swallow most of it some of Charlie’s release spills over his chin and drips onto his chest. He sits back on his heels, head taking longer to clear than usual.Breathless, his dick still twitching, Charlie eyes his lover - Colton looks drunk. And beautiful. And so fucking dirty.“Cole?” Charlie’s voice is rough, low. “Baby,”He blinks slowly, like he’s coming up from under water, hand coming up from behind his back to wipe his chin. “Hey,” Colton croaks, “s’good?”Pushing up, Charlie slides out of the chair and onto his own knees, he cups Colton’s sticky face in his palm. “You are always perfect,” he murmurs. “What did I do to deserve you twink?” He holds Colton’s still hazy gaze.Colton’s eyes close again and a small smile creases his cheeks, he tilts his head back in Charlie’s hand and parts his lips for a kiss. Colton sighs softly.It’s the tenderest kiss Charlie has ever given his boy. Tender and sweet and hinting at the growing feelings he has toward his beautiful lover.His fingers twine in Charlie’s hair as Colton offers himself, he sags against his man and revels in the intensity of the moment. Charlie’s attentions finally bring Colton back, his cock swelling anew in his hand. “Charlie … need …”“I know,” He eases Colton to lay on the floor and lays along side him, propped up on one side so he can push Colton’s hand out of the way. “Let me,” he murmurs, dipping his head to kiss those lush lips over and over as he strokes Colton off.It is overwhelming Colton, Charlie is everywhere and everything and all he can see in his mind is a pinpoint of pleasure in the center of his love. It explodes and whites out his vision.When Colton’s done shuddering through the last of his completion, Charlie pulls him in tight, wrapping his arms and one leg around his lover as they lay on the hardwood floor. “Shhh, there’s my sweet boy, my twink,” he soothes, kissing sweat salty skin.Now Colton is completely wiped out, he could sleep for a week, but not on the floor. With a heavy arm he pulls Charlie down and kisses him as if for the first time today, “Thank you, that was incredible.”~*~When Charlie wakes from his doze, it’s dark out, the huge windows affording him a perfect view of the night sky and the sea below it. “Cole,” He turns his head to nudge the naked boy beside him. “Twink, wake up,”“Hmm?” Colton grumps, shrugging off Charlie’s hand, “Sleeping.”Charlie frowns at his lover. “I’m gonna go find something to eat,” he slides out of the bed, and scoots around the floor for his jeans which he pulls on. He hopes that Colton had pre-arranged for the fridge to be stocked up - he’s ravenous.Colton rolls over, “Food,” he mutters, his stomach growling now that he’s waking, “sounds like a plan.” He doesn’t bother with clothes, padding naked out of the bedroom and down the short hall. Leaning on the wall Colton watches, amused, as Charlie roots around in the fridge, piling the makings of a huge sandwich on the counter next to it.He spots Colton when he nudges the fridge door shut with his elbow, his hands full. “Thought you were still sleeping,” he points out and laying all the food on the counter. “You fucking promised me dinner on the way up here, instead you suck my dick and make me sleep,” he winks as he makes the accusation. “You owe me,”“I bought you a burger,” Colton responds, “and since when do you have a problem with me sucking your dick?” He’s grinning as he opens his bag and pulls out a fresh pair of briefs, white of course, and steps into them. When the lid drops down he is reminded of the checklists so he gets them out as well.After placing the papers on the table Colton comes up behind Charlie and wraps his arms around his lover’s waist, “Did you leave some for me?”“You want a sandwich?” He turns his head and smiles, “Low fat as possible?” he teases. Then he cocks his head at the table and the papers Colton just fished out of his bag. “What’s that? Work stuff?”“I printed off the Citadel checklist,” Colton replies, only a trace of nerves in his tone, “I thought we could have a look at it while we’re here. You did say you wanted to …” He moves to the side of Charlie hoping to take over making his sandwich, left to it Charlie will have a bucket of mayo and ten slices of cheese on it.Charlie leaves it there for a moment, he butters up bread and starts layering up fillings, offering Colton the less calorie heavy options. Two plates retrieved from the cupboard and he cuts his sandwich in half.“Tomorrow, not in the morning, but tomorrow, we’ll look it over,” He finally concedes quietly. “I’m going out on the deck,”“Hey,” Colton grabs for Charlie’s arm, smiling hopefully, “no pressure okay? I’m not pushing … if we don’t get to it that’s fine. I just figured it would be a good opportunity.”No pressure... Charlie’s mouth twitches with an almost smile of resignation - because he’s fast learning, when Colton wants something, he usually gets it.“Sure,” He nods, “Bring some beer,” he adds as he pulls away and heads out the the deck and the night sky.Colton frowns and sighs, he is trying to not push, something he promised Charlie but it seems Charlie doesn’t believe him. As he grabs two beers from the fridge Colt resolves to let Charlie decide when they will look at the papers so he moves them to a desk that isn’t in the middle of the room.Charlie glances up when Colton joins him, he reaches out to tug a chair closer to his own and indicates Colton should sit in it. He’s hamster cheeked with food, a smear of mayo at the corner of his mouth. It’s cool out, the sea breeze just a touch too chill, but he figures they’ll only be out here long enough to eat.He’s shaking his head and smiling as he sets the open beers on the table, the earlier frown smoothed away by the sight of his lover just as he’d expected. “It’s cool out here,” Colton’s skin pricks up with goosebumps, “but gorgeous. I can never get enough of the sound of the sea.”Swallowing his mouthful, Charlie reaches for his beer and lifts it in salute. “Well, maybe someday you can get a beach house huh?” He has to admit, it really is rather special out here - even in the dark. “When you’re a big hot shot movie star,” he winks as he takes a long drink from the bottle.Colton nods, his own mouth full of an admittedly good sandwich, “I like that idea.” He is thinking of swimming every day and learning to surf. And of course somewhere they could be together away from the world. He stops chewing and swallows hard, up til now he hadn’t considered how long they might be together. Colton keeps these thoughts to himself for now. “Maybe somewhere a bit more private? Further down the coast?”“Would make sense, if you’re planning on staying closeted,” Charlie shrugs, setting the bottle back down. “S’always good to have privacy in our line of work,” He peers at his plate and decides a bag of chips would be fucking perfect - but then the chances Colton thought to get something so high in fat with no discernible dietary value are likely zero. So he sets about the second half of his sandwich.“I think it’s too early for me to come out completely,” Colton wishes he had the career his ex does, then it wouldn’t be an issue, “though I doubt it would surprise anyone … it’s more privacy for privacy sake you know? The leeches get enough of us as it is, and I’m not talking about the fans.” He pauses for a sip from his bottle. “I like my fans usually, though there’s always the weird ones, it’s the photogs who hide in bushes and follow you at airports, shit like that pisses me off.”“I guess I’m kinda lucky, I get fans at the set, I get the red carpet attention, but day to day? Not so much. But then I’m usually a scruffy fuck, and I don’t do the party circuit or the hot places to be thing,” He grins at Colton, “Or always look like I just hopped off a fucking catwalk. Why would they want pics of me looking so fucking...normal,”“You are, aren’t you?” The question is rhetorical and Colton cocks his head at yet another hint at what attracts him to Charlie. He shivers, the cool air is almost too much to be shirtless in, Colton chugs a few hearty swallows of beer then goes back to his sandwich.Sliding the empty plate onto the table, Charlie brushes crumbs off his chest, and rubs his beard to free up any left there too. “I am what? Normal? “ He shrugs, “Maybe, I guess, for this town,” he nods. “Except the whole sex club and twinky boyfriend thing, yeah,”“You think that’s not normal?” Colton chuckles. He sets his plate on top of Charlie’s and downs the rest of his beer, “What’s not normal is sitting out here in the cold when there is a perfectly good bed right through those doors.”“I needed the fresh air to clear my head, long day,” Charlie follows suit in finishing off his beer. “C’mon on then,” He rolls to his feet and picks up the plates.END