Do you think?

Notes: Just a little PWP that popped into my head one weekend. Absolutely no
plot in this one.

There's a wee bit of pushing andshoving, but no real violence.

Do you think?
by Stacy L.A. Stronach, Dec. 1997

Blair had just finished putting Jim's laundry away for him when
he felt the big man's presence behind him.

"What are you doing up here?" Ellison growled at the younger man.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Blair answered, turning around to
face Jim, glaring at him.

"I think you're flaunting yourself. Look at what you're wearing.
Trying to tempt me aren't you, you little slut?" Jim asked,
indicating the short, tight blue jean shorts which were all Blair had
on.

"That's your problem, man. I can't help it if your one track mind misinterprets
everything it sees," Blair responded as he moved
toward the stairs. Suddenly, he was pulled close to Jim, the
older man pinning Blair's arms behind his back, and Jim stared at him.
Blair gazed back at the other man, he could feel the heat
from Jim's body against his own.

Jim held Blair's wrists with one hand, while the other hand
wrapped in Blair's hair and roughly pulled his head back. "Do you think
this macho man act of yours is going to get me into your
bed? Is that what you think, Jim?" Blair whispered, his eyes
fixed on Jim.

Jim didn't answer, he just claimed Blair's mouth in a hard kiss,
but felt no yielding beneath his lips, no reciprocity. Pulling
back, Jim looked down at Blair.

"What, you think kissing me like that is going to get me to
spread my legs for you, Jim? Do--" Blair was cut off mid-sentence by
Jim's mouth covering his, by a tongue pushing into his mouth,
tasting him, exploring every centimetre of him. Jim moaned as he
felt Blair's tongue slide into his mouth, teasing him, tasting
him. Blair could feel his own cock getting hard, as well as Jim's erection
pressing against him. By the time they broke the kiss to breathe, both
men were panting. "Oh, Jim, it'll take more than
that, man, more than that to get me where you want me," Blair
whispered, his voice husky.

Jim smiled, a rather predatory smile, "But I'm willing to try
anything and everything to get my cock into your tight little
ass, Chief," he answered, and felt a shudder go through his
friend's body. Jim walked them over to the bed, and pushed the
younger man down. Blair made an unsuccessful attempt to roll off
the bed, away from his Sentinel, but Jim was too quick, and
grabbed him around the waist, pulling Blair close to him. "No,
you don't, baby, tonight you're mine, all mine," Jim whispered in Blair's
ear, causing a shiver to go through Blair's body. Jim
rolled them over so that he was on top of the younger man,
holding Blair's arms over his head.

Kissing Blair again, Jim was pleased when Blair didn't resist
him, but responded, sucking on his tongue, thrusting his own
tongue into Jim's mouth. Moaning, Jim broke the kiss, and looked
at the young man beneath him. "If I let your arms go, will you
struggle? Because if you struggle, I might have to stop and you
don't want that, do you?"

"I won't struggle, Jim, but I tell ya man, it's gonna take more
than a few kisses before I let you fuck me," Blair whispered,
staring into the sky blue eyes above him, loving the heaviness of his
lover's body on top of him.

Releasing Blair's arms, Jim bent his head and started kissing and nipping
on Blair's neck, marking his property. Blair moaned,
writhing against the other man, wanting more, needing more. Jim
started when he felt the heat of his lover's hands on his
shoulders, caressing them, before moving up to grasp Jim's head,
trying to guide him. Jim slowly kissed and licked his way across Blair's
chest, loving the feel of the chest hair against his
face. He flicked his tongue gently across Blair's nipple, causing Blair
to arch his back off the bed and hold onto Jim's head even
tighter.

Blair moaned as he felt the wet heat of his lover's mouth close
over his nipple, sucking on it, sending waves of sensation
through his body. When he felt Jim nip the hard bud of his
nipple, Blair groaned, his erection straining against it's denim
prison.

Jim moved to take Blair's other nipple into his mouth, lavishing
the same attention to it as he had it's mate. He trailed his
fingers lightly across Blair's stomach, following the line of
hair down to the top of the shorts. He could feel undulations of
his lover's stomach muscles under his sensitive fingertips, and
relished it, knowing he was the cause. Jim slowly slid his hand
over the bulge of Blair's cock, caressing him through the
material. Blair moaned, arching his hips, wanting to feel Jim's
hand on the skin of his cock. "Jim, Jim, more than that, babe,"
he managed to whisper.

"Mmmhmmm," Jim murmured as he kissing and licking his way slowly
down his partners body, tasting the sweaty essence of his lover,
and enjoying it. Jim could hear Blair's increased heart beat and
respiration, he could feel the smoothness of the other man's skin under
his fingertips, and he could sense, very strongly now, his
lover's arousal. He moaned, it was almost overwhelming, but at
the same time all the stimuli was what kept him from zoning on
the gorgeous young thing beneath him. When his mouth met the
waistband of Blair's shorts, Jim stopped and sat up, kneeling
between Blair's spread legs.

Oh, but Blair was a sight--curly hair spread wildly over the
pillow, eyes half closed with desire, kiss-bruised lips slightly
parted as he panted... "Jim, c'mon, man, get these fucking shorts off
of me!" Blair said, trying to urge the older man to action.
Jim contemplated, briefly, sucking Blair's cock through the
denim, but he knew that too much Blair-torture could bring
retribution. Not that he minded all that much, but still, there
was only so much a man can take.

"How much more do I have to do before you'll let me fuck you? How much
more before I can start fucking that sweet ass of yours,
huh?" Jim said quietly as he slowly undid Blair's shorts, the
other man raising his hips as Jim slid the shorts down over his
legs. Jim quickly removed his own clothes before laying back down on
the bed between his lover's legs.

Not answering Jim's question, Blair arched his hips off the bed
trying to encourage the other man to suck on his cock. Pushing
Blair's hips down and holding him still, Jim didn't do as his
lover wanted. "You didn't answer me, Chief. How much more do I
have to do before you'll let me fuck you?" Jim asked.

"Jim, please..."

"Answer my question, babe."

Blair raised his head, his eyes narrow, as he looked at Jim.
"Suck my cock, make me come. Then you can fuck me," came the
hoarse reply.

The gentle touch of Jim's tongue flicking across the head of his
cock made Blair moan. Jim slowly sucked the head into his mouth,
swirling his tongue around it, savouring this most essential
taste of his Guide. He lowered his mouth down Blair's shaft,
deep-throating his partner. Blair cried out, his hands tightly
gripping the sheets, his head moving back and forth on the
pillow.

"oh, yes, jim, yes, yes, oh god that's it," Blair moaned. He
wanted this to last, but being in Jim's warm, wet mouth, he knew
he was too close to the edge. He could feel the tension starting
to build in his body, pushing him to orgasm, as Jim moved his
mouth up and down his cock. He wanted this, he wanted it...Blair
screamed as he came in his lover's mouth, with Jim swallowing
every precious drop.

Jim licked Blair's cock clean, then looked up at his now sated
lover, smiling. Blair was completely relaxed, eyes closed, a
small smile on his face. Jim moved so he was laying on top of
his Guide and gently kissed the other man, letting him taste
himself. "I'm gonna fuck you now, baby, you still want it, don't
you?" Jim asked, as he reached under the pillow for the lube they kept
there.

"Mmm-hmm, whatever, lover," Blair murmured, still totally
relaxed, mentally and physically, from his orgasm.

Jim squeezed some lube onto his fingers before pushing one into
Blair's anus and with the younger man being so relaxed, Jim
quickly added another finger. Blair became more alert, pulling
his legs up against his chest, giving his lover better access.
Jim spread some lube on his cock and slowly started to enter his
lover, but Blair pushed down, taking Jim's entire length inside
him. Closing his eyes, Jim moaned, it felt so good to be inside
Blair's hot, tight ass.

"Thought you were gonna fuck me, Jim?" Blair asked, smiling up at his
lover.

Answering with actions instead of words, Jim started thrusting,
hard, in and out of his lover, not caring about anything other
than release. He so enjoyed this, this physical connection with
Blair, loved fucking him or being fucked, he loved it. Jim knew
he was close to coming, started pushing harder and faster into
his lover. Yelling in surprise when he felt Blair's muscles
squeeze around him, Jim thrust into his lover, his come exploding inside
Blair.

Jim collapsed on top of his lover, and Blair let him stay there
for a few minutes, until the wonderful heaviness of his lover
impeded his ability to breathe. "Hey, love, c'mon, roll over, I
need some air," Blair whispered, nudging Jim.

Jim sighed, then rolled off of Blair, onto his side, before
pulling Blair into an embrace, gently kissing the other man. "I
love you so much, baby," Jim murmured against Blair's mouth as he felt
sleep start to take over.

"I love you, too, Jim," came the drowsy reply.