Fic - Save Tonight
Title: Save Tonight
Fandom: Glee rpf
Pairing: Curt/Riker
Rating: NC-17
Synopsis: On tour, Riker and Curt discover just how amazing hot tubs can be. Based on those tweets by Curt and Riker.
Disclaimer: Characters are real people who own themselves, I don't know them.
Notes: Fic title is from Eagle Eye Cherry's Save Tonight.
“Dude, come here!” Riker shouted from the balcony. “There’s a hot tub in this hotel room, too!”
“Awesome!” Curt answered. “Wanna try it?”
Riker looked a t the clock on his phone.
“Sure, we got about two hours before we need to meet the others.” He headed to the bathroom to put on his swimming trunks. When he came back, Curt, who had changed too, was already waiting in the tub. Eyes closed, he let out a deep sigh.
“This is the best thing ever after the bus ride.”
Riker got in, sitting on the opposite side. It really did do a lot of good – he was really exhausted from the bus ride and the four shows in two days.
“This feel so good,” Curt said, “my back was killing me!”
“Maybe I could help?” Riker offered.
“What do you mean?”
“I give killer massages – at least that’s what Rocky says, he used to have back pains from an old hockey injury.”
Curt shrugged.
“I suppose you could try.”
“Turn around, then.”
Curt shuffled around in the tub to get his back to Riker, sitting between his legs to make it easier. Riker took hold of his shoulders first, kneading his thumbs into the tensed muscles.
“Just relax,” he whispered in Curt’s ear.
Curt’s shoulders fell under Riker’s fingers – he was already starting to let go, to relax. Riker’s hands made their way up and down Curt’s back, pushing and kneading at the muscles, until Curt fell back against Riker’s chest.
“I could totally fall asleep like this,” he said, eyes closed, a little smile on his lips.
Riker had always thought that Curt’s smile could make him do anything. Now, however, combined with the hot water and Curt’s wet skin against him, as well as his ass being way too close to his crotch, this smile was making him want to do things – things he hadn’t thought he’d ever want to do with his best bro.
It was useless to try to continue the massage with Curt’s back flushed to his chest, so he let his hands wander. From his arms to his shoulders, he then started to lightly caress his chest, stopping teasingly right above the waistband of his swimming trunks.
Curt let out a small whimper and let his head fall back on Riker’s shoulder. Riker couldn’t resist his long neck – his soft, warm skin – he spread trails of kisses from his earlobe to his clavicle, nibbling on the most sensitive spots; the ones that made Curt shiver under his touch.
“How much time have we left?” Curt asked breathlessly.
“Plenty.”
“Great because I don’t intend on stopping soon,” he said as he turned around to face Riker.
Feeling braver now that he knew Curt wanted it as much as he did, he slipped a hand under his trunks and grabbed his ass to pull him closer.
Curt’s hands on Riker’s neck were pulling, insistent and desperate to get him closer.
Their mouths finally met, in a great hurry of lips and tongues and skin and a bit of teeth, nibbling like this – so good. They didn’t seem like they’d ever get enough, they needed more, hands grabbing everywhere they could reach just to keep the other here – closer.
Skin against skin, slippery in the hot water, nothing between them except their swimming trunks, but even this was too much. Riker reached to pull at Curt’s waistband, slipping it down. Curt got the rest down, before taking off Riker’s too.
Riker let out a gasp – seeing Curt like this made him want him even more – he needed to touch Curt, to make him moan. He reached for Curt’s cock, wrapping his hand around it – making Curt gasp too.
Deeply satisfied – and turned on – by the sound, Riker kept pumping his hand around the length, sometimes teasing the head with his thumb, which earned him a little moan each time. The more Curt moaned, the faster Riker worked his hand over his cock and soon enough, Curt was clinging to Riker’s shoulders, digging his fingers in the pale skin. Their mouths met, and for a while they were just panting faster and faster in each other’s mouth. Curt muffled a scream and bit Riker’s lower lip as he rode down his orgasm.
He stayed there for a while, his chest heaving against Riker’s, trying to catch his breath and spilling kisses all over Riker’s skin.
He finally moved and asked Riker to sit on the edge of the tub. Riker heaved himself out of the water, wondering what Curt had in mind, as he watched him settling himself between Riker’s legs.
Curt gave him a look of pure lust before taking his cock in his mouth. He licked at the top a few times, and Riker was sure he was losing it. It felt better than anything he’d ever felt before. He curled his fingers into Curt’s wet hair to keep him there, never wanting it to stop.
Curt was so hot like this, one hand caressing Riker’s balls, the other planted on his thigh, marking him with his fingernails, his tongue doing things Riker had never even heard of, but the best part was his eyes. He was looking straight into Riker’s eyes, like nothing could excite him more than blowing him.
His lips, which Riker had always loved because they gave the best smile ever, were now even more attractive, wet and red and stretched like this around his cock. Riker knew he wouldn’t last much longer – he’d been hard long before he’d made Curt come, and it was slowly becoming too much. A slow teasing lick from the base to the top made him buck his hips. Everything was too much and not enough and he just needed to come.
“Please, Curt, I need to – make me come – Curt, please…”
Curt chuckled around his dick and the new feeling was all it took. He felt the vibrations of Curt’s laugh up to the tips of his fingers, and he barely had time to pull out before coming all over Curt’s chest.
“Oh, fuck, I’m so sorry!” Riker exclaimed, sliding from the edge into the tub.
Curt just looked at him, even more aroused than before. Pulling Riker close to him, he whispered into his ear:
“Don’t be… I think we just discovered a new kink of mine…”
Riker’s eyes widened. Every thought left his head – he only knew he needed more of Curt. He was way wilder than he thought, and it was turning him on again.
Straddling Curt, he started kissing his neck again, panting.
“You know, we don’t absolutely have to meet the others… Maybe we could discover other kinks we have…”
A deep moan was all Curt could reply with.
Fandom: Glee rpf
Pairing: Curt/Riker
Rating: NC-17
Synopsis: On tour, Riker and Curt discover just how amazing hot tubs can be. Based on those tweets by Curt and Riker.
Disclaimer: Characters are real people who own themselves, I don't know them.
Notes: Fic title is from Eagle Eye Cherry's Save Tonight.
“Dude, come here!” Riker shouted from the balcony. “There’s a hot tub in this hotel room, too!”
“Awesome!” Curt answered. “Wanna try it?”
Riker looked a t the clock on his phone.
“Sure, we got about two hours before we need to meet the others.” He headed to the bathroom to put on his swimming trunks. When he came back, Curt, who had changed too, was already waiting in the tub. Eyes closed, he let out a deep sigh.
“This is the best thing ever after the bus ride.”
Riker got in, sitting on the opposite side. It really did do a lot of good – he was really exhausted from the bus ride and the four shows in two days.
“This feel so good,” Curt said, “my back was killing me!”
“Maybe I could help?” Riker offered.
“What do you mean?”
“I give killer massages – at least that’s what Rocky says, he used to have back pains from an old hockey injury.”
Curt shrugged.
“I suppose you could try.”
“Turn around, then.”
Curt shuffled around in the tub to get his back to Riker, sitting between his legs to make it easier. Riker took hold of his shoulders first, kneading his thumbs into the tensed muscles.
“Just relax,” he whispered in Curt’s ear.
Curt’s shoulders fell under Riker’s fingers – he was already starting to let go, to relax. Riker’s hands made their way up and down Curt’s back, pushing and kneading at the muscles, until Curt fell back against Riker’s chest.
“I could totally fall asleep like this,” he said, eyes closed, a little smile on his lips.
Riker had always thought that Curt’s smile could make him do anything. Now, however, combined with the hot water and Curt’s wet skin against him, as well as his ass being way too close to his crotch, this smile was making him want to do things – things he hadn’t thought he’d ever want to do with his best bro.
It was useless to try to continue the massage with Curt’s back flushed to his chest, so he let his hands wander. From his arms to his shoulders, he then started to lightly caress his chest, stopping teasingly right above the waistband of his swimming trunks.
Curt let out a small whimper and let his head fall back on Riker’s shoulder. Riker couldn’t resist his long neck – his soft, warm skin – he spread trails of kisses from his earlobe to his clavicle, nibbling on the most sensitive spots; the ones that made Curt shiver under his touch.
“How much time have we left?” Curt asked breathlessly.
“Plenty.”
“Great because I don’t intend on stopping soon,” he said as he turned around to face Riker.
Feeling braver now that he knew Curt wanted it as much as he did, he slipped a hand under his trunks and grabbed his ass to pull him closer.
Curt’s hands on Riker’s neck were pulling, insistent and desperate to get him closer.
Their mouths finally met, in a great hurry of lips and tongues and skin and a bit of teeth, nibbling like this – so good. They didn’t seem like they’d ever get enough, they needed more, hands grabbing everywhere they could reach just to keep the other here – closer.
Skin against skin, slippery in the hot water, nothing between them except their swimming trunks, but even this was too much. Riker reached to pull at Curt’s waistband, slipping it down. Curt got the rest down, before taking off Riker’s too.
Riker let out a gasp – seeing Curt like this made him want him even more – he needed to touch Curt, to make him moan. He reached for Curt’s cock, wrapping his hand around it – making Curt gasp too.
Deeply satisfied – and turned on – by the sound, Riker kept pumping his hand around the length, sometimes teasing the head with his thumb, which earned him a little moan each time. The more Curt moaned, the faster Riker worked his hand over his cock and soon enough, Curt was clinging to Riker’s shoulders, digging his fingers in the pale skin. Their mouths met, and for a while they were just panting faster and faster in each other’s mouth. Curt muffled a scream and bit Riker’s lower lip as he rode down his orgasm.
He stayed there for a while, his chest heaving against Riker’s, trying to catch his breath and spilling kisses all over Riker’s skin.
He finally moved and asked Riker to sit on the edge of the tub. Riker heaved himself out of the water, wondering what Curt had in mind, as he watched him settling himself between Riker’s legs.
Curt gave him a look of pure lust before taking his cock in his mouth. He licked at the top a few times, and Riker was sure he was losing it. It felt better than anything he’d ever felt before. He curled his fingers into Curt’s wet hair to keep him there, never wanting it to stop.
Curt was so hot like this, one hand caressing Riker’s balls, the other planted on his thigh, marking him with his fingernails, his tongue doing things Riker had never even heard of, but the best part was his eyes. He was looking straight into Riker’s eyes, like nothing could excite him more than blowing him.
His lips, which Riker had always loved because they gave the best smile ever, were now even more attractive, wet and red and stretched like this around his cock. Riker knew he wouldn’t last much longer – he’d been hard long before he’d made Curt come, and it was slowly becoming too much. A slow teasing lick from the base to the top made him buck his hips. Everything was too much and not enough and he just needed to come.
“Please, Curt, I need to – make me come – Curt, please…”
Curt chuckled around his dick and the new feeling was all it took. He felt the vibrations of Curt’s laugh up to the tips of his fingers, and he barely had time to pull out before coming all over Curt’s chest.
“Oh, fuck, I’m so sorry!” Riker exclaimed, sliding from the edge into the tub.
Curt just looked at him, even more aroused than before. Pulling Riker close to him, he whispered into his ear:
“Don’t be… I think we just discovered a new kink of mine…”
Riker’s eyes widened. Every thought left his head – he only knew he needed more of Curt. He was way wilder than he thought, and it was turning him on again.
Straddling Curt, he started kissing his neck again, panting.
“You know, we don’t absolutely have to meet the others… Maybe we could discover other kinks we have…”
A deep moan was all Curt could reply with.
