[Makebelieve] Ficlet: Always the best - Chips - Jon/Ponch - FRAO - prompt -- Make up sex

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figured if I'm gonna issue a 24 hour prompt challenge i should likely
attempt to do something for it as well.

Title: Always the best
Author: PEJA
Email: makebelievearchive at gmail.com
Author's websites: http://peja1956.livejournal.com and
http://www.squidge.org/~peja/cgi-bin/search.php?action=recent
Fandom: CHiPs
Pairing: Jon/Ponch
Portrayed by: Larry Wilcox/Erik Estrada
Category: slash
Rating: FRAO
Status: done
Spoilers: no
Series/Sequel: like, as if...
Brief Summary: Ponch screws up
Warnings: m/m
Notes/acknowledgments: written for the 24 hour story prompt, word is "Make
up sex"
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: Characters not mine, story is, though... so there
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.



Ponch padded across the balcony to stand behind Jon. "For what's its worth,
it didn't mean anything. A harmless flirtation. It went no farther. I
swear."

Jon's shoulders seemed to slump down even farther, shrinking in on himself
in his silent agony.

"I miss you so much when you're mad at me, Jon," Ponch whispered, wrapping
his arms around his stiff lover and pressing close. "Need you so much. Don't
let me go, babe. I promise to do better. I can change." His lips found that
sweet spot on Jon's neck, nuzzling, licking, biting gently. "For you I can
do anything."

Jon sighed tiredly and turned in Ponch's arms, wrapping his own arms around
the Latin lovely. "I don't want you to change, Ponch. Don't think I could
love you if you were someone different." He dropped his forehead against
Ponch's with another heart-breaking sigh. "It just hurts, wondering..."

"I have no intention of cheating on you, Jon." he chuckled softly. "Hell,
don't think I could even get it up if it wasn't your hand stroking the big
boy."

Jon laughed softly, and reached for said "big boy", cupping the instantly
erect pillar of flesh under his hand. "Oh, damn, lover. You are a big boy,
aren't you?"

Ponch grinned broadly, stroking Jon through his pants. "Have to say the same
for you, lover. what say we take this inside?"

Jon shook his head. "Not likely." He undid Ponch's pants and let them slide
down to puddle around his ankles then steered the man to the rail. "Bend
over and spread 'em" he quipped in his best cop tone.

Ponch didn't hesitate. "You gonna use your...big gun on me, officer?" he
whispered, his voice a dagger of seduction that went straight to Jon's
groin.

Jon dropped his own pants and lined up with his goal in mind.

Ponch groaned softly, pushing back and impaling himself on Jon's cock. He
keened gently as Jon's fingers wrapped around his own cock.

Lost in the moment, the two men rocked together in a gentle rhythm that
brought them slowly to heaven and back.

Before pulling free, Jon's lips whispered over Ponch's neck and he murmured.
"Don't ever change, sweetheart. Make up sex is always the best."

end

feedback would be nice, someone posting a story for the "Make up sex" prompt
would be even better <wink>


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