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monaboyd Feb. 19th, 2005 11:13 am)The Sharks story… The ramblings of a loan shark (NC17 Shark/Charlie)
Author: Pippin’s Penny<?XML:NAMESPACE PREFIX = O />
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Charlie & the shark
Disclaimer: I don’t know them, ummmm, they are not even real people.
Summary: The shark has his own thoughts on their little affair…
Angst, implied character death, sex
A/N This is a follow up to The Loan, this is the sharks POV. X-posted in the usual places
You might want to read The Loan first if you haven’t yet
God, chapter 3 was a bitch to write, sorry it is late!
Chapter 3<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
I remember that I pulled back from the embrace and just looked at him. I considered telling him how I felt. I actually had to fight with myself not to tell him. He was looking at me with such actual concern on his face. Concern for me. Did he have any clue how I felt about him? As much as I was fascinated with Charlie, I felt that he may be equally fascinated with me, or was it just my ego? Wishful thinking. Did he wonder and think about me even half as much as I did him?
Finally, I was able to pull away from his eyes. I had to regain my dignity straight away, before he read my thoughts and saw right through me. Before he found out and we were both screwed.
“You have 3 more days Pace, you had better have the rest of the money.” I cooly said as I quicky pulled up my trousers and headed for the door.
“I don’t even know your name!”
I almost broke down when I heard him scream that, instead I just closed the door and walked quickly down the dark corridor of his building adjusting my suit. I don’t cry, not anymore. Not since I was a lad. And furtheremore, Charlie Pace will never know my name. What’s the point? We don’t have a future. We can never have a future.
That next Friday night, the remainder of the money Charlie owed was due. I knew he wouldn’t have it. By then I had it already paid off in full for him. I waited outside the club for him in the limo. I saw his druggie brother, Liam, stagger out first flanked with his usual slutty, stoned groupies. Followed soon by the rest of the band. I wondered if Charlie would be alone, if he would take home a groupie or two. He certainly had the means and opportunity. But bless him, he came out alone.
I saw him emerge from the backdoor; I rolled down the window and told him to get in. He looked nervous. I wanted to put him at ease, I wanted to comfort him, but I probably came off as leering and lecherous. I am not good at showing physical affection very well, having very little personally go on.
I was seeing him up close with his makeup on for the first time. I just stared at him like I was some daft school girl in love. I was speechless and completely hard at once. He was so beautiful. His eyes… they seemed to pierce through me and try to see into my soul. I had to look away. Fuck, he can be so intense. I swear I have never experienced anything like this before.
Being over anxious and completely horny, I groped his thigh, leaned in and nearly kissed his ear, god, I wanted him so badly. I was beginning to lose control. I smelled him, he smelled spicy and sweaty. I felt myself spiraling out of control. If I did not find some strength, I would be trying to fuck him here in the back seat. Fuck Dominic and William.
He didn’t pull away, he didn’t remove my hand. He just sat there, next to me, breathing heavy. I could not look into those eyes again, not just yet.
I told him that I had paid his loan, and he now owed me. I told him my deal. He seemed to be repulsed, but I had the feeling that he really wasn’t. I was taught to read people well; I had to in my line of work. Outwardly, he acted as if he wanted out, but he was looking at me as if he wanted me as well. You know the old “your lips say no, but your eyes say yes” thing? Well, Charlie was all about that. It was like he had to fight me, fight this, for his own dignity. I understood that. I don’t think he even admitted that he wanted me as well to himself yet. I was still the predator, and he the prey. I’ll take what I can get.
He just stared out the window, and I could not keep my hands off him. I started to sweat when I saw that he was getting hard. I leaned in breathing in his ear, god I wanted to lick it, bite it... I kept rubbing his thigh, so close… so close to his hard cock, as close as I dared. I promised him that I would not hurt him. Please, please, please I silently prayed. He turned and looked at me and practically growled, “Let’s do it.”
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I'm so excited for more. Every time I see each chapter up, I squeal with glee! XD
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o_o
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Makes me want him, stutter and all.
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BRAVO!! BRAVO!!!!!
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Now I have to go back and read all the sex you wrote before.
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Author: Pippin’s Penny
Now it is showing up in the middle of a paragraph! HELP!!
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