Why not?
Author: wanderingsmith
nov 4, 2015
Summary: The fucking heavenly smell
of his latest favourite latte hit his starving
caffeine receptors.. and.. And somehow Barney
knew he'd come. And wanted him here enough to
buy him a coffee...
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I ain't got no money, and
nobody'd be daft enough to pay me for this. As
it is thought, so let it be said; you make the
toys, I play with 'em..
AN: more sitting forever, waiting to
grow..
Traffic had been light enough that Lee found the
hangar closed when he got there. It was always a
weird feeling to let himself into Barney's second
home; hard not to feel like he was breaking in,
even all these years after he'd been given a key
with that quiet smile and a casual 'if you need a
place to hang and I'm not there'.
He was just heading to turn on the old PC they
kept in here when he heard the truck and was
standing fidgeting while the damn thing was still
booting up when he heard Barney walk in and turned
his head to give him a still-sleepy smile.
Before he could reply to the morning-rough
'morning', Barney handed him a hot paper cup
before going to step past.
The fucking heavenly smell of his latest favourite
latte hit his starving caffeine receptors.. and..
And somehow Barney knew he'd come. And wanted him
here enough to buy him a coffee...
"Hey Barney."
When Barney paused, swallowing his own sip with a
humm a bare step past Lee, Lee reached his free
hand out, slow and unhurried, to wrap around the
back of his head. Maybe it was the quiet, early
morning, and maybe he was still half-asleep, but
he suddenly couldn't think why he'd never actually
tried..
Barney didn't react to his hand reaching out. He
barely blinked at Lee's touch. His eyes did
*widen* a bit when Lee leaned in, though.
--
It was just a short kiss, barely long enough for
the sound of Barney's surprised grunt to fade and
for his lips to soften under Lee's, and then the
expatriate let Barney go and stepped back.
He didn't go more than a step, and Barney didn't
move; just stared into his calm, waiting eyes as
Lee's bare hint of smile was hidden by his cup of
ridiculously sweet coffee. There was a faint 'what
the hell' smoothing through him: half 'what the
hell had that been', half 'what the hell was this
tinge of hunger tickling him'. Been years since
he'd let himself feel person-specific interest,
but he'd *never* reacted like that to a guy.
But he *was* interested. And Lee... Lee was *Lee*.
Had owned his heart by the time they'd limped back
from their first mess, leaning on each other.
He didn't have to look away to find the desk with
his own coffee, and set it down. And once his
hands were free, he stepped forward and reached
both hands around Lee's skull- and stilled before
he leaned in, distracted, thumbs stroking at the
morning-air cooled skin. Maybe he *had* thought
about this; had stared at the patch of skin behind
Lee's ear, and wanted to... Barney shook his head
gently, dragging his eyes back to those of the man
who'd waited patiently through his distraction,
taking advantage of the time to reach out and put
down his own cup. And then Barney leaned in to
clumsily return the kiss.
Good. Felt plain *good*. Coffee-warm and sweet,
soft, damp flesh. Lee's lips, fitting to his and
hell yes this felt good. That shadow Lee always
had prickled the edge of his lips and drew him to
tilt the man's head a bit, more to enjoy the
stronger touch of skin than anything else, and
then he mouthed to the side into the creases he'd
watched/made appear a satisfying number of times
over the years.
Sharp feeling against his lips; sharper against
his tongue. He wasn't really aware of pushing
forward until Lee's hands came up to grip his
waist as the metal file cabinet clanged with Lee's
back jostling it.
Didn't start thinking. Heard a whine that a voice
at the back of his mind was surprised to recognize
as his and turned his head back to find those
lips. And this time the contact was open-mouthed
and he was shivering with arousal even before his
hips rocked forward.
Instead of a handy spot to rub into, though, the
ridge of his cock met another hot ridge. And the
sharp pressure was enough of a surprise spark of
pleasure that he jerked, their lips separating as
Lee cursed and pulled at Barney's waistband. And
Barney's eyes opened to stare as he tried to catch
his breath. Fuck. Why the hell hadn't he thought
of Lee like this before??
--
He should buy a fucking lottery ticket! He'd had
*some* hope Barney wouldn't mind Lee's interest.
Had maybe had the odd dream that left him hot and
bothered. But this-
"You did remember you weren't kissing a woman,
right, Barney?"
The snort that shook Barney where their chests
were pressed together pretty much settled the
creeping thought, and Lee didn't wait for a verbal
reply to slip his hands back and down to grab the
ass he'd followed through too many ops, and use
the grip to rock them together again.
"Unless that's a banana in your pants, it'd be
damned hard to miss," he watched Barney's eyelids
drop as they ground together at a particularly
good angle, his voice turning into a rough growl,
"And I sure as *hell* hope I wouldn't get this
horny for fucking fruit," For just one second, the
words stalled and Barney frowned, but then he
shrugged it off to his usual smirk, "Though at
this point, I guess I shouldn't be shocked."
Before he could come up with a return snark,
Barney's lips were back on his, open and demanding
and *fuck* why had he never thought to think
Barney would be a good kisser??
Although that comment made Lee suspect pretty
badly that he *hadn't* been wrong that Barney
wasn't interested in guys. Usually. Seemed pretty
fucking interested in laying claim to Lee's mouth.
And cock, and skull!
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