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monaboyd Feb. 13th, 2005 11:05 pm)Title: The Loan
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Charlie/Shark
Summary: Charlie owes money but cannot repay his loan…. Financially
X-posted in the usual places
I have no idea if this story line has been done before, it seems so obvious to me that this should be done, so if it has, let me know! If not enjoy!
Chapter 1 here Chapter 2 here Chapter 3 here Chapter 4 here
Chapter 5 here Chapter 6 here Chapter 7 here
There will be a follow up to this from the Sharks POV, it will tell a brief history of the Shark’s upbringing and his affair with Charlie. Stay tuned…
“Charlie!” The shark gasped, “Fuck!” They locked eyes once again, “Fuck.” And with a shudder, the shark came. “Charlie!”
He continued to grind him, moving his small hips in slow tight circles in and out of Charlie. Finally, spent and exhausted, the shark released Charlie’s leg and lied down on top of him, panting. Charlie raised his arms and held them above the shark’s heaving back, wondering, he did not want to cross any unspoken line with him. But he had just been made love to by this man. Made love? Yes, it was not brutal; it was not a detached fucking. He had defiantly felt love and tenderness from him. Why… why would he go to the trouble of paying off his loan and then make love to him like he did? Did he really care? Did he feel the strong connection, the same connection that Charlie was feeling? Charlie was feeling things for him that he could not understand, but it was strong and powerful. And he wanted it, he wanted more. He wanted more of this man.
Charlie let his hands gently caress the sharks sweaty back, massaging him as he himself liked to be massaged after wonderful shag. He loved when his lovers did this for him. Lovers? Yes, Charlie could see himself wanting to get to know this man better.
As Strawberry Fields winded up, on line seemed to stick in Charlie’s mind, it seemed to suit the shark perfectly.
Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.
Charlie began humming it absentmindedly as he rubbed his back. The shark seemed to melt perfectly into him, fitting together as if they were one, so perfect. He nuzzled Charlie’s neck; Charlie sighed and turned his head as he felt the smallest of kisses being planted there.
“Stay, stay with me tonight.” Charlie whispered, his arms now wrapped around the shark tight.
The shark paused and tensed, then he suddenly sat up, his face tight and anxious. He ignored Charlie’s comment. “Well Charlie, you were a good fuck, better than I had hoped, well done. Consider your loan paid in full.”
Charlie began to sit up, he was stunned as he watch the shark quickly dress. He refused to even look at Charlie.
“So, that’s it? Just a fuck? You know something? You’re a bloody coward, I know you felt something… I felt it too. Why won’t you admit it? What the fuck are you so afraid of?”
“Afraid? Me?” The shark almost sounded hysterical. “I am not fffucking afraid of anything! Do you know who the ffuck I am? Do you know what I am capable of? It is you who should be afraid, Charlie!” His stutter had returned Charlie noted, he had not stuttered with him in a long time.
The shark was now fully dressed, except his jacket, which was slung over his arm, he opened the door to the flat, but before he walked out, Charlie heard him say something, almost too quietly.
“Jamie.”
“What? What did you say?” Charlie whispered.
“Jamie, my name is Jamie.” And he walked out the door.
Friday night, one week later
“New tattoo little brother? ‘Living is easy with eyes closed?’ What’s the story behind this one?”
Charlie did not answer him, and Liam had soon lost interest anyway.
Charlie was on stage, it was one of the few places where he could totally lose himself; escape any weird thoughts and memories. He had kept his eyes closed almost all night, lost in the music, lost… just him and his guitar. But something, someone was out there. He felt it. He opened his eyes… looked towards the rear of the theater, and saw him. Standing in the shadows, alone.
Charlie, moved over to Liam, and whispered something to him. Liam nodded. When the song was over, Liam announced that Charlie would be doing a solo. The girls screamed as the rest of the band walked off stage and Charlie took the floor. Charlie saw the figure take a few steps closer.
“This next song is for my mate, Jamie.” He said quietly, he did not want to scare him off. Charlie began strumming the familiar cords he had been strumming all week, and softly began singing….
Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.
Strawberry fields forever.
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Made by the beautiful and talented Crystalgamgee
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I can't wait for the second half.
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Omg. They. Have. It. For. Sale. OMG!
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*cheers*
ENCORE! ;)
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Oh my god!
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