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March 8th, 2009

(no subject) @ 04:24 am

Title: Speak Softly
Rating: Um. I guess NC-17.
Pairing: Kevin/Robert. I know, right?
Word Count: 917
Spoilers: Up to 3x13, with a few liberties beyond that.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Robert and Kevin do the dirty?
A/N: I know, I know, I am a completely screwed up human being. But they make it so easy to ship them! I started writing this as a joke, I swear. Forgive me. Also, this is the first time I've ever written porn by myself, the first time I've ever written oral sex period, and probably not the best porn ever. But, um. Enjoy. Or something.

 

Kevin's elbow knocked into a piece of cardboard, leaving the words "McCallister: '08" staring up at him, but more importantly, McCallister (new and improved '09 edition) in front of him. "Robert," he breathed out, somewhere between scolding and incredibly turned on. "We really can't be doing this."

 

He could feel Robert's eyebrows rise against his neck. "But we are. Which implies that we are, in fact, capable." He managed to be arrogant with his tongue pressed against every crevice of Kevin's neck.

 

"Well, yes," he grumbled, letting his eyes slip shut. "But come on. You're my sister's husband.”

 

Ex-husband.”

 

 “I have a husband. And you're a Republican."

 

"Mm, so? You slept with my brother, so is he."

 

"Is that supposed to be working in your favor?"

 

Robert sighed, pulling away long enough to look at Kevin. "Would you just shut up? I know you want this," he said firmly, hand already working at Kevin's tie.

 

"And how's that, exactly?" he raised his eyebrow, sighing and lifting his own hand to undo the tie.

 

Robert smirked widely, his own tie already strewn on the floor. "Because," he whispered, voice low. "I know your kind. You speak softly," he leaned in, nibbling on Kevin's lower lip. "But you carry a big stick." Kevin laughed resignedly, letting his head lean back against the wall and trying to remember what’d been placed there, hoping to God that he wasn't about to be Republifucked against a picture of Ronald Reagan.

 

"Okay, you caught me," he mumbled, kissing back hard and fast. "But," he muttered, smirking as much as he could. "I get to write your statement on universal healthcare. No revision."

 

"You play dirty, Kevin Walker."

 

"I was hoping to."

 

Robert wasted no time before unbuttoning Kevin's shirt, his tongue not far behind, licking and kissing and biting down Kevin's collarbone and chest and stomach. He rocked his hips forward, letting his tented erection move against Robert's neck.

 

"You're gonna take an eye out," Robert chuckled breathlessly.

 

“So stop me,” Kevin whispered gutturally. Robert wasted no time obeying, unbuttoning and unzipping the other man’s pants, wrapping his hand around Kevin. He pumped his wrist, slow and steady, working his tongue back up to Kevin’s neck. Kevin moaned, reaching a hand up and curling it through Robert’s hair, against the will of three handfuls of gel. “You’re better at this than I expected,” he mumbled, managing to smirk through a few gasps. “Kitty teach you that?”

 

He stopped for a second, contemplating making it a few when he saw the way Kevin writhed. “Kevin. Can we get through this without mentioning Kitty or Scotty or, God forbid, Nora?”

 

“Oh, God,” he murmured, a mix of disgust and arousal. “Not my mother. Sorry. Just. Sorry, just don’t stop,” he pleaded, watching as Robert dropped to his knees, satisfied (or, at the very least, anticipating satisfaction.) Kevin gasped when Robert took him in his mouth and he could feel himself sink against the wall just slightly. “Senator,” he breathed out, his hands running down Robert’s temples, letting his pinkies fall and trace the outline of his own cock in his boss’ mouth.

 

Robert ran his hands down Kevin’s stomach and hips, resting them on the inside of his thighs, rubbing small circles, as if he was mimicking Kevin’s own fingers. He bobbed his head, tongue and just the right amount of teeth running along Kevin’s erection. He looked up at Kevin, a triumphant sparkle in his eyes, like he’d managed to take a swing county or filleted his gubernatorial opponent at the debates (both of which he had done, he would have pointed out if his mouth had been more open for discussion at the moment), as he let his head fall against the wall again, bringing up a pair of bent knuckles to bite on.

 

Robert’s fingers crawled up Kevin’s thighs, playing gently with his balls, his tongue still moving swiftly and sloppily. Kevin responded, frankly, just as sloppily, his combined efforts just managing to keep a moan strangled by his fingers, and his shoulders braced against the wall.  

 

A few moments, more than a few mumbled expletives, and what Robert is sure could be marketed as the organic Big Gulp later, buttons are being rebuttoned and zippers are being rezipped, and Kevin still wasn’t quite sure he’d ever catch his breath. The senator smirked. “To your liking?”

 

“Not too shabby,” Kevin smirked back, glancing down to redo his tie. He wiped a hand along his stomach, holding it up. “I think you got your fake tan on me,” he muttered, mock (kind of) disgustingly. Robert rolled his eyes.

 

“Well, it beats going to the beach, doesn’t it?”

 

“Mm, oh, definitely,” he smiled a little. “Robert,” he said, a bit more seriously. “That was…that was great. But you know it can’t happen again, right?”

 

Robert smiled; Kevin thought it was probably supposed to be sad, but it was infused with the normal charm of a politician. “I know,” he said simply, pulling away and going back to his desk, leaving Kevin against the wall.

 

“Okay,” he nodded convincingly. “Good.”

 

He raised his eyebrows at Kevin. “Okay. We’re on the same page. Get to work.”

 

Kevin shook his head, pushing himself off the wall. “Yessir. But you know the deal,” he muttered, walking out of the office, grinning cheekily. “I, Senator Robert McCallister, am one hundred percent in support of President Obama’s intention of providing each and every American citizen with their rightful health coverage.”



 
 
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From:olego_fics
Date:March 8th, 2009 09:26 am (UTC)
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Great story! I always feel like I'm cheating on Scotty when I read Robert/Kevin stories, and yet - I can't stop myself. And I don't even like Robert's character...

I love how you wrote this with a touch of humour, it brings back parts of both of them that we haven't seen in a while and that I missed. Good work!
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From:emmasnotavirgin
Date:March 8th, 2009 09:00 pm (UTC)
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Haha, well, I totally felt like I was cheating on Scotty writing it.

Thank you, though! I was expecting public ridicule, so compliments are nice. :p
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From:romanticalgirl
Date:March 9th, 2009 03:18 am (UTC)
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This is fun - and so like Kevin to use sex as a bargaining chip to get what he wants.
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From:novelized
Date:April 27th, 2009 03:50 am (UTC)
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omg this is HOT. and very well written. i loved it! :D
From:niki92
Date:June 14th, 2010 06:52 pm (UTC)
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OOH SHOCKED!.. Very very shocked..Kevin cheated on Scotty.. and with Robert.. whats going on?.. lol

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