[Makebelieve] fic: Coffee Break - Freedom - Pearl/Decker/Barrett - GP

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Title: Coffee Break
Author: PEJA
Email: makebelievearchive at gmail.com
Author's websites:
http://peja.insanejournal.com/
http://peja1956.livejournal.com
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewuser.php?uid=1
Fandom: Freedom
Pairing: Londo Pearl/Owen Decker Cameo for James Barrett, mention of Rebecca
Shaw
Portrayed by: Bodhi ElfmanHolt McCallany and Darius McCrarytt, Scarlett
Chorvat
Category: slash
Rating: FRT
Status: Complete
Spoilers: nope
Series/Sequel: You are sooo kidding, right? Nobody reads Freedom...go ahead,
prove me wrong <wink>
Brief Summary: Londo is jones for...
Warnings: intensity
Notes/acknowledgments: my muse can to me in a dream last night and said
*just DO IT, dammit*
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: Freedom does not belong to me, no money ade here
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.


The coffee supply had dried up three weeks ago and Londo was not doing well
with the chicory substitute that Rebecca had managed to scrounge up
somewhere. James had found this vile state of affairs something to give
himself a great deal of amusement and served up great heaping helpings of
coffee topics. Londo had never known, or cared to know so damn much about
his precious life-giving brew, so this afternoon when James had begun yet
another fountain of little known coffee trivia, Londo broke.

His cup of tepid chicory sailed at James' head with deadly accuracy, only
missing him by scant millimeters. James was nothing if not agile on his
feet...or in this case seat.

Growling his displeasure, Londo bolted from his own hard backed chair and
stalked across the bunker.

Owen plucked him up in his arms and slammed him backwards into the wall,
getting nose to nose with the smaller man and pining him with hard eyes.
"Where the hell do you think you're going, Londo?"

"Out."

"Out?" Owen repeated softly. "Out where?"

Londo scowled, his angry frustration burning through his common sense.
"Around."

A smile ghosted over Owen's lips, but failed to touch his eyes. "Too
dangerous."

Londo snorted. "Like I care."

Owen's knuckles brushed Londo's cheek, startling the smaller man. "I care."

"You..." Londo's voice cracked and he swallowed hard, trying again. "You
do?"

Owen shifted slightly, bringing his lips closer to Londo's.

Londo sighed, breathing Owen's very breath into his own lungs. And froze.

He sniffed, short and quick.

Coffee.

His eyes speared into Owen's.

Owen met his suspicious gaze and breathed out in a huff.

A dark richly coffee scented huff.

Londo's lips parted and he sucked in the sweet ambrosia on a harsh gasping
breath of his own.

Eyes suddenly sparkling with devilment, Owen pursed his lips and blew into
Londo's mouth.

The coffee scent sent a jolt to Londo's brain, and lower regions, squeezing
a needy groan from him.

Londo would never know who moved first. The brush of his lips against Owen's
seemed natural, almost necessary for his survival.

Owen's body pressed into Londo's at first brush, his groin hard and
demanding against the other man. Londo wrapped his arms around Owen,
clinging to him as if the bigger man was a lifeline. Owen's lips crushed
Londo's, demanding admittance. Londo accepted him sucking on Owen's tongue
with practiced ease.

The taste of coffee crashed over him, making Londo's knees weak.

Grinning, Owen hugged him to his chest and kissed the top of his head. "I
have a little something for you, Londo."

Londo's hand crept to Owen crotch, squeezing the hard flesh he found there.
"I so you do."

Laughing, Owen brushed his and away. "Later, sweetheart." He raised his
voice, calling for James, who had mysteriously vanished.

The curious frown brightened when James came back into the room, bearing a
steaming cup in one hand. A sterling silver coffee server in the other.

The scent of rich coffee drifted from the cup.

Londo's hands shook violently as James delivered the cup to Londo. "Its
real?"

"I called in a few favors." Owen grinned, guiding Londo into a soft chair.
"Drink."

Londo sniffed the dark brew, sighing softly, his eyes closed in absolute
bliss. "Heaven," he sampled a small sip, rolling the liquid around in his
mouth like it were the finest wine. "Pure heaven." He tossed a glance at the
wickedly grinning James. "Sorry I tried to deck you, James." he swallowed
deeply, whimpering his delight. "But you sure as hell deserved it."

James laughed softly. "finish your coffee, little man. Owen and I have some
interesting ideas on how we'd like you to thank us for getting that for
you." His eyes dipped to Londo's groin. "Which involve us sipping at the
fountain of Londo."

Londo gulped the last of the coffee in his cup and shot out of the chair,
hurtling into Owens arms even while he reached out for James.

The man didn't wait for a second invitation to bliss

End





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