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Warning: Rated [MA] Mature Adults only. Contains strong m/m sexual scenes, violence, coarse language and adult themes.
Title: 007
Series: Goldeneye
Status: WIP
Author/pseudonym: Hellblazer
E-mail address: havisham06@yahoo.com
Rating: MA
Pairing: 006/007
Disclaimers: Don't own these characters, MGM and the rest do. No copyright infringement is intended or inferred.
Warnings: may contain slash, H/C, violence, m/m hanky panky, drug use, nudity, coarse language, adult themes
Spoilers: Goldeneye
Summary: Boys own adventures.
Search lights criscrossed the water, the down draft from the rotors ruffling his hair.
"they're looking for us," he observed mildly to James, who was making no move to fire off their last precious flare.
"I'm cold," he added, as a further inducement. And wet, and tired, and wounded and James' mouth was on his, silencing any further protests.
"Let them look," James growled in his ear. "I'll keep you warm."
007
Previously, that morning...
James nuzzled the blonde hair then let his mouth glide lower, teeth nipping across the shoulder blades, grazing, then biting.
He rose up suddenly, pressing in as his teeth dug down harder, feeling his lover's body shiver and twist beneath him. He pushed into the hot, living flesh, hard, almost cruel in his demands, his dark hair flopping over his forehead and sticking to the sheen of sweat on his skin. He rose up and plunged again and again, hands scratching across his lover's skin, tasting their saltiness as his phone started to ring.
He glared across a shoulder at the offending device.
"I'm coming," he muttered roughly. He sank into the welcome flesh once more.
"I'm coming," he repeated, in more gutteral tones.
He allowed his body its freedom and emptied his lust into the body beneath him, lying still for a moment, feeling a twinge of regret for their immenent parting.
The second mobile phone started chirping as he licked a salty ear.
"Mine as well," observed the amused voice beneath him. "must be a falp on." He turned, grinning up at James. "Shall we shower together, to save time?"
Moneypenny beamed at James, then her welcoming smile turned to an ice cold laser as she zeroed in on the deep red and still raw hickey peeping above his collar.
"Which blonde was it this time," She accused, plucking a stray hair from his suit.
"Really, James," Trevelyan managed to sound mildly outraged, but his eyes were gleaming with schoolboy mischief. James glared at him over Moneypenny's head, the sort of glare most men only saw moments before their deaths.
Moneypenny, missing the interplay but aware they were both amused at her expense, regarded them both coldly, then tartly announced their late arrival over the intercom.
"You shouldn't antagonise her so," Alec advised sagely, adjusting his tie as the door slid shut behind them. "She'll only book us into the worst hotels, in the worst areas, with the worst hire cars. She's more powerful and vindictive than M and you're a fool for playing with her like that. "
"When I need your advice, Alec, I'll ask for it," James remarked acidly, as the second door opened, a very reproached 006 by his side.
[tbc]