Title: Siamese twins - Part 2
Author: Adonais
Fandom: The Cure
Pairing: Robert/Simon
Rating: NC-17
Category: Romance
Summary: Robert and Simon discover there's more than friendship between them.
The following story is a mere work of F I C T I O N, meaning it is 100% made up. None of the situations described here ever happened, and even if they did, I have no way of knowing. This is not about spreading rumours or, worse, libel. The people portrayed in this story are real, but I am NOT claiming they did what I wrote. I use their "public personas" and build stories around them as if they were fictional characters.
by Adonais
We kissed again. It felt so strange, yet so good... lips pressed tenderly together, his hands coming up to cup my jaw, pulling me closer to him, to his body.
I gasped a little as his mouth moved lower, pressing hot kisses to the side of my neck. "Oh... Robin..." So soft, his lips moving tenderly over me...
I reclined down onto his bed trying to relax my entire body, his hands moving lightly across my chest. I'd become hard, and I knew Robert's kisses on my jaw and neck had caused it.
Robert slid up and looked at me. "Simon... you're so beautiful... god..." His breathy whispers were barely audible, but what I could hear made me insanely aroused. His fingers trailed delicately over my lips, and his eyes seemed so alight with fire, smoldering embers rimmed with kohl focusing intensely at me. I shivered at what he imagined doing to me, yet my hesitation and my anticipation clashed furiously.
I pulled him down for another kiss, and he moaned aloud as our tongues touched. He straddled my hips easily, his hands moving down to my trousers. I touched his hands, gently grasping his wrists before he could unbutton me. Robert looked up at me, his shining eyes concerned.
"Si... is it all right if I..." As I let go of his wrists, he ran his hands across my arms.
I shook my head, feeling low at the disappointed pout in his face. "I'm not ready for that yet..." My voice seemed shaky with desire when I said it, but it rang true. This all happened too quickly, there were too many emotions in me. I wanted him, but not now, and my head spun faster at the erotic images -- the two of us, writhing passionately, snakelike even... oh.
"Keep kissing me." I smiled sweetly at him, and his own lips responded. "I like this part." I felt a dizzy rush when I stared at the lush red smears across his face, wondering if I'd nearly kissed it all away yet.
Robert grinned widely and he kissed me again... our kisses were so sweet and innocent, like honey... no pretense, nothing more than gentle exploration. He rolled off of me, one leg slung across my hips as his teeth delicately nipped at my earlobe and the delicate skin below. I turned to look into his eyes, my fingertips lazily running up and down his flank, lingering on his hips before smoothly moving back again. My strokes pushed his white t-shirt up slightly, just enough to expose a bit of flesh.
After several moments of simply lying there, hot and unsated, Robert spoke again, hesitant to what I might say. "Si... you... don't you want anything else from me...?"
I kissed him again quickly, and I think that the note of delicate concern in my voice told him of my sincerity. "Christ, Robin... I do want you... I want to do so much with you, I really do... but it's too soon." My hand came up to tenderly caress his cheek. "Let me get there at my own pace."
He smiled contentedly as we kissed again.
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We'd all gone out to the countryside for the weekend. Lol had defeated the purpose of the isolation and gone into town to patronize the pubs. Luckily, Robert and I had brought along enough lager to intoxicate a small army. Sitting at the top of a hill, we watched the sun begin to set.
I tightened my coat around my body as a puff of breeze blew, rippling the trees and the reflection of the sunset against the lake. Robert glanced at me with concern. "Cold?"
I shook my head and lit a cigarette. Then I nodded when a shiver passed through me. "A little."
He took my free hand in his own hands, rubbing them together vigorously. I watched with a light grin on my face once he brought the fingertips to his lips, kissing them gently. "Do you want to go in yet?"
I looked up. The first stars were emerging already, the dark blue nighttime sky overshadowing the orange, red and yellow hues, the sun sinking lower. "The stars are coming out. Let's wait."
Robert reached into my coat for the pack of cigarettes and frowned. "We're out." I passed the remaining cigarette to him and he inhaled the warm smoke deeply, breathing out into the starry night. We passed the cigarette between us for several moments in silence.
I laid back on the grass, feeling Robert settle beside me, content to gaze up into the glittering sky. After a few minutes, he moved closer. I could smell his distinctive scent. He'd used aftershave. I changed my position, ending up with my head resting upon his stomach, holding his left hand in mine, idly entwining our fingers.
I decided to ask him a question that I'd been contemplating for a while. "Robin?"
"Mmmhm?"
"Have you ever...?"
"Yes?"
"...been with another man?"
Robert's other hand came to rest upon the one I already held. "Yes."
I had been expecting him to say so. When we kissed and touched he always moved so confidently, so smooth, as though he'd a lot of experience. He never touched me the way I touched him, hesitation and reticence mixed with desire. "What was it like?"
"I think... I think it was just sex." I turned onto my side now, resting on my elbows, looking curiously into his eyes.
"What do you think of me?"
His hands moved up to the sides of my head, capturing my gaze more solidly. "I think about you all of the time, Si... I think you're beautiful. I'm willing to wait for you forever." His voice trailed off as he said the last word. I cut off anything else he might say with a tender kiss, concerned with nothing now but the moment and the slow alcoholic haze between our lips.
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Tonight had been the most intense gig we've ever had. Faith sounded dark, true, but a passion flared in the way we played to the ecstatic audience, madness in the strange frenzy of music that I'd never experienced before.
And Robert... oh, Robert had looked especially good tonight. I hadn't been able to keep my eyes off of him, and he had known it known that I'd been thinking both tender and obscene thoughts. I could tell in his singing, in his guitar playing... and his eyes. I wanted to show him that I knew it.
I wanted to go farther with him tonight.
I caught up with him backstage. "Want to get a drink?" I asked casually, looking down the hallway, pretending to be disinterested.
"Yeah... let's go."
As soon as we emerged from the venue, boots crunching in the new snow, I turned around and kissed him lightly on the lips. Nothing more than a gentle peck really, brushing my body against his before grinning mischievously and running a few steps ahead of him. I felt like a small child, teasing him as I never had before.
He stared at me, a slight amazement evident with the amusement in his eyes as he ran alongside me for a moment, reaching out to grab my collar. Laughing, he pressed me against a nearby brick wall. I relished the feeling of giving him something new to be surprised at, reaching out to him a little roughly, fingers entangling in his hair. I whispered his name softly as a tongue darted out to tease my soft skin, then murmured, "I want more..."
Robert froze in place, lips soft against my brow. His hand slid under my coat, lightly encircling my waist. "What? Si..."
"You." I kissed the base of his throat. "I want you tonight." So simple to say.
He stared at me then swallowed. I realized with a feeling that almost felt like shock that he seemed incredibly nervous. "Your place or mine?" he purred.
"Mine's closer."
We walked slowly to my flat, the sensation of simply being close together intense enough for now. He held the door open for me, slamming it loudly as we shed our coats to the floor. He looked carefully at me, an extreme amount of concern with his tenderness. "Si... are you sure?"
I ran my thumb over his lips before kissing him. "Tonight... tonight, I want to taste you." Robert's body stiffened when I planted my hands firmly on his hips, speaking hotly against his ear. "I want you to taste me... please..." Our kiss tasted so intense that my knees weakened, and he followed me down to the cold hardwood floor.
Supporting me in his arms, Robert led me to the bed, where he laid me down. He pressed one hand palm-down over my pounding heart, as he studied my flushed face searchingly. When he moved up to straddle me, my hands slid up his thighs to rest on his hips.
"Hi." I smiled, biting my lip slowly.
"Hi." He leaned down to brush his lips against my temple before stretching his entire body over mine, kneeling between my legs. "Move your arms..." He slid my shirt off of me, the dark gray fabric rushing in front of my eyes. His eyes trailed over my chest hungrily. "God, Si... you're so... incredible." Looking up at me, he pressed his mouth flatly against my navel. I gasped at the sensation as his liquid tongue traveled upwards, a strangled moan of his name when his tongue -- and a tooth -- brushed against my left nipple. Involuntarily, my hips thrust upward, slightly shocked and incredibly aroused when my hardness pressed firmly against him.
He moved upwards again. "Simon... do you want me to... just do this for you... or do you want to tell me exactly what you want?" The nervousness in his smooth movements betrayed his desire to please me.
My breath already felt short as I replied. "I trust you... do what you want." I knew I could trust him completely.
His fluid blue eyes kept mine entranced as he slid to my side, running hands lightly over my sides before stroking lightly at the waistband of my jeans. His eyes held me when he undid the top button, unzipping me slowly. In the same motion in which he reached down and kissed me, he also pushed my jeans down and off.
Low, hot hisses escaped both our mouths as his hand pressed firmly onto my cock, then fingers wrapping around me. "Robert," I sighed dreamily, propping myself up on the pillows.
I watched, transfixed, as his mouth dropped gently down to the head of my cock... oh, I felt so aware of the heat of his lips. "Mmm," he moaned, and my muscles tensed throughout my body as his head lowered, taking almost all of my cock into his mouth, the soft hard feel of his tongue so... good. Oh, god... his fingers drifted delicately along my inner thighs, spreading them wider.
His hand steadily stroked my shaft up and down as his mouth traveled again, dropping kisses onto my thighs, on the soft skin below my navel. I heard him murmur softly before sucking me again, "Do you like this, Si?"
My hands felt hopelessly entangled in his hair as I gasped breathlessly, "Oh yes..." My eyes rolled backward and I moaned, helpless. I was coming... "Robert..." His hands came up and I grabbed them violently, feeling his flesh tear. "Oh, fuck... fuck..." My entire body convulsed as I came.
After several moments of blankly staring upward at the ceiling, I realized that tears of exhaustion had pooled up in my eyes. Robert's head rested on my chest. I looked down at him, strangely aware of my own body.
He was still fully clothed... that aroused me more. I felt as though I could barely keep my eyes open, yet I wanted more.
We kissed deeply, and an electric thrill ran through my body when a little flick of his tongue made me taste myself in his mouth. "Robin... thank you..." His eyes burned so lustily, and yet they seemed supremely cool as he bent down to kiss me again.
My hand traveled down to his crotch. "Let me..." I closed my eyes as I stroked him, hearing him gasp.
His hand covered mine and he looked into my eyes. "Not yet." He could barely restrain his lust. My mind could barely understand, yet I realized that he wanted me to enjoy this perfect moment, hot and slick with my own sweat, dazed that Robert had given me the best blowjob I'd ever received. Kissing him sweetly again, I whispered, "Thank you Robin," and then closed my eyes to sleep.
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"What time is it?"
"Fuck, it's almost five already. We need to leave soon."
"I need a shower."
"You do, don't you? Slick and wet... yes, I could see that."
"Mm, Si. I could stay here forever... you feel so fucking good."
"Likewise."
A rustle of bedsheets.
"You're out of cigarettes."
"We'll buy some later, Robin."
"And what about for now?"
"I've a few ideas..."
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"You bastards, it's already eight. Where the fuck were you two?"
Robert could barely restrain a smile as he apologized to Lol. "Cigarette?"
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November 2000