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FIC: Headline News JRM/Colin
Title: Headline News
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: RPS
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not make any claims that any of this is true, I do not know the actors and I make NO profit from it.
Warnings: None
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Colin Farrell/Jonathan Rhys Meyers
Archive: Alex’s Story Book: http://www.ofelvesandmen.com/AlexCat/AlexHome.htm
Author’s Note: This is for a challenge at Alexander_rpfics using this quote from an interview with JRM: Jonathan Rhys Meyers: No. The lover (Bagoas) is played by a Spanish dancer called Francisco Bosch. He was an absolutely beautiful boy. Really quite incredible. I've never seen anyone do things with his legs that he could. Physically, he was fantastic. And he's gay. It was a funny situation. When he first came in the bar and Colin saw him, he was introduced and Colin was like, "Fuck it, you're gorgeous. Just gorgeous." He warmed to it, but he's great like that. There's no hang-ups. He's a man's man, but as for snogging Francisco? He probably enjoyed it. Anyone would. And this picture-
Spoilers: No
Summary: Colin and Jared make headlines… sort of.
~~~
HEADLINE NEWS
Jonathan watched Colin when he looked at Francisco, saw that veiled look. Colin hung back even when the boy was introduced to them, finally tossing back a shot and stepping up to the lovely boy.
“Fuck it, you're gorgeous. Just gorgeous.” Colin blurted it out, almost embarrassed but too full of himself to blush.
Francisco blushed prettily though.
“Have a drink with us,” Jonathan finally said, opening his arms to invite Bosch and his companion to sit with them. The waitress came over and returned momentarily with drinks for everyone. They were joined a few minutes later by a few more of the actors in the film, everyone chatting and drinking until late.
Once the crowd began to thin, Jonathan moved over close to Colin and wrapped his arms around him, then he leaned close and whispered into his ear. “You ready to snog Bagoas?”
Colin laughed and leaned back in his chair, looking back at Jonathan. “Yeah, Bosch is a a pretty thing… but then,” he wrapped a hand back over Jonny’s head, “so are you.”
Jonathan’s body answered that one, his cock twitching in the tight confines of his pants. He would have kissed Colin right there but Colin squirmed away from him.
“Let’s go.” Colin was abrupt and anyone who didn’t know would have thought he was angry. Jonathan knew better.
Jonathan threw down some bills and left the bar alone. He got a taxi and waited for Colin who stuck his head in minutes later. They gave the driver directions. Colin kissed the side of Jonathan’s neck, not helping at all with the discomfort situation in his jeans. Jonathan pushed his affectionate co-star away.
“Fuck! Can’t you wait?”
Colin grabbed his hand and placed it over the warm, hard bulge in his jeans. Jonathan couldn’t resist rubbing it. He grinned when Colin thrust against his hand. He pulled it away.
“Horny fuck!” He laughed. Colin was like a puppy sometimes, all sweet naughty affection. He pushed the sloppy kissing mouth away one more time, again to no real avail as Colin finally just wrapped his arms around Jonathan and kissed him quite thoroughly, at least enough to make Jonathan forget to shove him away this time.
It was a few seconds before either of them realized the taxi had stopped. The driver cleared his throat once and then again.
“Colin,” Jonathan whispered against his lips, “we need to get out.”
Colin finally stopped kissing him and feeling him up long enough to realize they indeed needed to exit the taxi.
“Pay the man,” Colin said with a grin. It was common knowledge that Colin never had a penny on him. His sister carried any money he needed and as of yet, she didn’t go along to supervise his sexual adventures.
Jonathan peeled off some bills and then shoved his friend toward the front doors of the hotel. Jonathan wondered if Colin would pass out before they managed to finish what they started. It had happened once or twice before.
Jonathan shoved Colin into the elevator and punched the button for the nineteenth floor. Colin wrapped both arms around him and pressed him against the wooden wall, kissing him. He tasted of liquor and cigarettes and he smelled of sex. Jonathan moaned as that bulge rubbed hard against his own. He reached down, awkwardly unbuttoning Colin and freeing his cock. Then he freed his own.
Their mouths were locked as their naked erections strained against one another. The elevator stopped on another floor and they didn’t even look at the woman who gasped at the sight of the two actors pressed tightly together. *She* was so shocked that she didn’t even tell her husband what she had seen.
The door closed the elevator moved on.
Colin’s jeans slid all the way down around his ankles as Jonathan reached behind to grasp his ass, pulling him even closer. Colin’s cock was slick with clear fluid as he ground himself against Jonathan. His tongue fucked Jonathan’s mouth as he kicked his jeans off of his feet and lifted one leg up over Jonathan’s hip, bring their cocks to an even more intimate position.
“Wanna fuck you, Jonny,” Colin murmured into Jonathan’s ear just before he bit it.
Jonathan’s body was screaming ‘yes’ but his mind was trying to tell him something else. He finally listened and realized he was about to let Colin Farrell take him in a public elevator. He meant to protest as Colin jerked his pants down the rest of the way and then off, throwing them on the floor beside his own. All thoughts of protest left his mind when that warm, rough hand grabbed him.
“Colin!” He meant to actually tell Colin to stop but his cock seemed to take over and not allow any actual thought through. He thrust into Colin’s hand.
Colin turned him to face the wall. Colin stuck two fingers into Jonathan’s mouth, letting him wet them. He sucked them until Colin mumberd, “Fuck!” and pulled them out… pressing one into his little opening then another in his impatience.
Jonathan didn’t want to wait either.
“Do it!” he begged.
Colin spit in his hand and slicked it over himself, spreading his own thick fluid too then he pushed himself inside Jonathan. Colin was big and he hurt, but Jonathan didn’t care much. He surely wasn’t new to it. He reached back and grabbed Colin’s ass, trying to make him hurry, to make him move.
He hurt all over when Colin finally slammed him hard into the wall. He didn’t care…
“Christ, Colin!” Jonathan breathed as Colin stroked him with his hand while his cock penetrated all the way inside him. When Colin prodded his tiny little gland, Jonathan’s knees went weak and he cried out. The only things holding him up were the thick cock that pinned him to the wall and the body pressed against his.
They were both so intent on what they were doing that they again forgot they were in a public elevator and neither of them even noticed the opening door. The woman standinng in the hallway stared at them as her husband pulled her back to keep her from stepping into the elevator. She tried to bat his hand away.
“But Harold, they’re so…”
“Hush, Marion! They’re just some of those queers from Hollywood!”
Colin looked around as the doors closed.
“It was Colin F---” They heard Marion say as the elevator began to move again.
Colin pulled almost all the way out and rammed into Jonathan. Jonathan could barely stand up now and Colin seemed to be having much the same trouble. He was trembling with each thrust.
“Floor… Colin. My knees are …”
Colin pushed him down to the floor, riding him like a dog. Jonathan was panting as every stroke was an equal measure of pain and pleasure.
“Fuck, Jonny! I… Fuck!” Colin pressed Jonathan down onto the floor, his hand still wrapped around Jonathan’s cock. Colin’s sweat slick body slid against Jonathan’s as his cock filled him.
“Ohgodohgod…” Jonathan intoned as he spilled himself onto the floor. Colin just seemed to hold him tighter as they both reached their peaks together. It was only then that Colin seemed to realize where he had just fucked Jonathan.
“Jonny, there was a man and woman who saw me fucking you and they recognized us.”
Jonathan grinned and kissed him as he slithered from beneath him and began to slip into his jeans. He helped Colin dress. The stubborn star seemed to be much more rattled than he let on; his hands were shaking as he butonned his jeans. Jonathan kissed his cheek and soothed him as they got off the elevator and let themselves into Colin’s suite.
“They’re already telling all sorts of stories about you, Jared, Angelina, me… this won’t be any different.”
“Well, this is true.”
“Colin, the other ones are too.”
“But no one saw those.”
“Colin,” he kissed Farrell’s stubbly cheek, “it’ll be all right.”
Jonathan manuevered Colin to the bedroom and began to remove his clothes, kissing and soothing him while Colin ranted over his lack of sense sometimes. He kissed Colin every time he stopped running his mouth. He shoved Colin into the bed and removed his own clothing, slipping into the bed beside him.
“Shhh… stop talking about it.” He slid one hand down under the cover and caressed the sensitive skin of his lower belly, playing with the dark trail downward to a reawakening body. He snuggled close and kissed Colin.
“You can always say I was dying and you were giving me mouth to mouth…”
Colin finally laughed and rolled Jonathan beneath him. He kissed Jonathan, a long breathtaking kiss that made both of them forget the elevator altogether. Colin raised his head and took a deep gasping breath.
Jonathan simply reached for him and pulled him back into his arms. He wrapped long slender legs around Colin and ground his erection up against him. “I want you to give me mouth to mouth again…”
They kissed and kissed, until they were melded into one again, Colin slipping easily inside this time.
“Damn, Jonny, you feel …good… so fucking good.”
Jonathan rubbed himself against Colin, the friction shattering his control. His body’s shuddering brought Colin along too, seconds later. Colin moved off of him and pulled Jonathan into the circle of his arms.
“I can see it now. The tabloids will have headlines that say ‘Heroic Farrell Savcs Co-Star in Elevator,’” Colin laughed.
Jonathan joined in, “‘Rhys-Meyers choked on a wiener in an elevator…”
“Spokesman for Farrell would not comment on rumors that both were in various states of undress…”
They added to the tale until they both drifted off to sleep in one another’s arms.
*
“Harold, I tell you it was Colin Farrell!”
“I wonder if the Tattler will pay for a story like this…”
~end~
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: RPS
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not make any claims that any of this is true, I do not know the actors and I make NO profit from it.
Warnings: None
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Colin Farrell/Jonathan Rhys Meyers
Archive: Alex’s Story Book: http://www.ofelvesandmen.com/AlexCat/AlexHome.htm
Author’s Note: This is for a challenge at Alexander_rpfics using this quote from an interview with JRM: Jonathan Rhys Meyers: No. The lover (Bagoas) is played by a Spanish dancer called Francisco Bosch. He was an absolutely beautiful boy. Really quite incredible. I've never seen anyone do things with his legs that he could. Physically, he was fantastic. And he's gay. It was a funny situation. When he first came in the bar and Colin saw him, he was introduced and Colin was like, "Fuck it, you're gorgeous. Just gorgeous." He warmed to it, but he's great like that. There's no hang-ups. He's a man's man, but as for snogging Francisco? He probably enjoyed it. Anyone would. And this picture-
Spoilers: No
Summary: Colin and Jared make headlines… sort of.
~~~
HEADLINE NEWS
Jonathan watched Colin when he looked at Francisco, saw that veiled look. Colin hung back even when the boy was introduced to them, finally tossing back a shot and stepping up to the lovely boy.
“Fuck it, you're gorgeous. Just gorgeous.” Colin blurted it out, almost embarrassed but too full of himself to blush.
Francisco blushed prettily though.
“Have a drink with us,” Jonathan finally said, opening his arms to invite Bosch and his companion to sit with them. The waitress came over and returned momentarily with drinks for everyone. They were joined a few minutes later by a few more of the actors in the film, everyone chatting and drinking until late.
Once the crowd began to thin, Jonathan moved over close to Colin and wrapped his arms around him, then he leaned close and whispered into his ear. “You ready to snog Bagoas?”
Colin laughed and leaned back in his chair, looking back at Jonathan. “Yeah, Bosch is a a pretty thing… but then,” he wrapped a hand back over Jonny’s head, “so are you.”
Jonathan’s body answered that one, his cock twitching in the tight confines of his pants. He would have kissed Colin right there but Colin squirmed away from him.
“Let’s go.” Colin was abrupt and anyone who didn’t know would have thought he was angry. Jonathan knew better.
Jonathan threw down some bills and left the bar alone. He got a taxi and waited for Colin who stuck his head in minutes later. They gave the driver directions. Colin kissed the side of Jonathan’s neck, not helping at all with the discomfort situation in his jeans. Jonathan pushed his affectionate co-star away.
“Fuck! Can’t you wait?”
Colin grabbed his hand and placed it over the warm, hard bulge in his jeans. Jonathan couldn’t resist rubbing it. He grinned when Colin thrust against his hand. He pulled it away.
“Horny fuck!” He laughed. Colin was like a puppy sometimes, all sweet naughty affection. He pushed the sloppy kissing mouth away one more time, again to no real avail as Colin finally just wrapped his arms around Jonathan and kissed him quite thoroughly, at least enough to make Jonathan forget to shove him away this time.
It was a few seconds before either of them realized the taxi had stopped. The driver cleared his throat once and then again.
“Colin,” Jonathan whispered against his lips, “we need to get out.”
Colin finally stopped kissing him and feeling him up long enough to realize they indeed needed to exit the taxi.
“Pay the man,” Colin said with a grin. It was common knowledge that Colin never had a penny on him. His sister carried any money he needed and as of yet, she didn’t go along to supervise his sexual adventures.
Jonathan peeled off some bills and then shoved his friend toward the front doors of the hotel. Jonathan wondered if Colin would pass out before they managed to finish what they started. It had happened once or twice before.
Jonathan shoved Colin into the elevator and punched the button for the nineteenth floor. Colin wrapped both arms around him and pressed him against the wooden wall, kissing him. He tasted of liquor and cigarettes and he smelled of sex. Jonathan moaned as that bulge rubbed hard against his own. He reached down, awkwardly unbuttoning Colin and freeing his cock. Then he freed his own.
Their mouths were locked as their naked erections strained against one another. The elevator stopped on another floor and they didn’t even look at the woman who gasped at the sight of the two actors pressed tightly together. *She* was so shocked that she didn’t even tell her husband what she had seen.
The door closed the elevator moved on.
Colin’s jeans slid all the way down around his ankles as Jonathan reached behind to grasp his ass, pulling him even closer. Colin’s cock was slick with clear fluid as he ground himself against Jonathan. His tongue fucked Jonathan’s mouth as he kicked his jeans off of his feet and lifted one leg up over Jonathan’s hip, bring their cocks to an even more intimate position.
“Wanna fuck you, Jonny,” Colin murmured into Jonathan’s ear just before he bit it.
Jonathan’s body was screaming ‘yes’ but his mind was trying to tell him something else. He finally listened and realized he was about to let Colin Farrell take him in a public elevator. He meant to protest as Colin jerked his pants down the rest of the way and then off, throwing them on the floor beside his own. All thoughts of protest left his mind when that warm, rough hand grabbed him.
“Colin!” He meant to actually tell Colin to stop but his cock seemed to take over and not allow any actual thought through. He thrust into Colin’s hand.
Colin turned him to face the wall. Colin stuck two fingers into Jonathan’s mouth, letting him wet them. He sucked them until Colin mumberd, “Fuck!” and pulled them out… pressing one into his little opening then another in his impatience.
Jonathan didn’t want to wait either.
“Do it!” he begged.
Colin spit in his hand and slicked it over himself, spreading his own thick fluid too then he pushed himself inside Jonathan. Colin was big and he hurt, but Jonathan didn’t care much. He surely wasn’t new to it. He reached back and grabbed Colin’s ass, trying to make him hurry, to make him move.
He hurt all over when Colin finally slammed him hard into the wall. He didn’t care…
“Christ, Colin!” Jonathan breathed as Colin stroked him with his hand while his cock penetrated all the way inside him. When Colin prodded his tiny little gland, Jonathan’s knees went weak and he cried out. The only things holding him up were the thick cock that pinned him to the wall and the body pressed against his.
They were both so intent on what they were doing that they again forgot they were in a public elevator and neither of them even noticed the opening door. The woman standinng in the hallway stared at them as her husband pulled her back to keep her from stepping into the elevator. She tried to bat his hand away.
“But Harold, they’re so…”
“Hush, Marion! They’re just some of those queers from Hollywood!”
Colin looked around as the doors closed.
“It was Colin F---” They heard Marion say as the elevator began to move again.
Colin pulled almost all the way out and rammed into Jonathan. Jonathan could barely stand up now and Colin seemed to be having much the same trouble. He was trembling with each thrust.
“Floor… Colin. My knees are …”
Colin pushed him down to the floor, riding him like a dog. Jonathan was panting as every stroke was an equal measure of pain and pleasure.
“Fuck, Jonny! I… Fuck!” Colin pressed Jonathan down onto the floor, his hand still wrapped around Jonathan’s cock. Colin’s sweat slick body slid against Jonathan’s as his cock filled him.
“Ohgodohgod…” Jonathan intoned as he spilled himself onto the floor. Colin just seemed to hold him tighter as they both reached their peaks together. It was only then that Colin seemed to realize where he had just fucked Jonathan.
“Jonny, there was a man and woman who saw me fucking you and they recognized us.”
Jonathan grinned and kissed him as he slithered from beneath him and began to slip into his jeans. He helped Colin dress. The stubborn star seemed to be much more rattled than he let on; his hands were shaking as he butonned his jeans. Jonathan kissed his cheek and soothed him as they got off the elevator and let themselves into Colin’s suite.
“They’re already telling all sorts of stories about you, Jared, Angelina, me… this won’t be any different.”
“Well, this is true.”
“Colin, the other ones are too.”
“But no one saw those.”
“Colin,” he kissed Farrell’s stubbly cheek, “it’ll be all right.”
Jonathan manuevered Colin to the bedroom and began to remove his clothes, kissing and soothing him while Colin ranted over his lack of sense sometimes. He kissed Colin every time he stopped running his mouth. He shoved Colin into the bed and removed his own clothing, slipping into the bed beside him.
“Shhh… stop talking about it.” He slid one hand down under the cover and caressed the sensitive skin of his lower belly, playing with the dark trail downward to a reawakening body. He snuggled close and kissed Colin.
“You can always say I was dying and you were giving me mouth to mouth…”
Colin finally laughed and rolled Jonathan beneath him. He kissed Jonathan, a long breathtaking kiss that made both of them forget the elevator altogether. Colin raised his head and took a deep gasping breath.
Jonathan simply reached for him and pulled him back into his arms. He wrapped long slender legs around Colin and ground his erection up against him. “I want you to give me mouth to mouth again…”
They kissed and kissed, until they were melded into one again, Colin slipping easily inside this time.
“Damn, Jonny, you feel …good… so fucking good.”
Jonathan rubbed himself against Colin, the friction shattering his control. His body’s shuddering brought Colin along too, seconds later. Colin moved off of him and pulled Jonathan into the circle of his arms.
“I can see it now. The tabloids will have headlines that say ‘Heroic Farrell Savcs Co-Star in Elevator,’” Colin laughed.
Jonathan joined in, “‘Rhys-Meyers choked on a wiener in an elevator…”
“Spokesman for Farrell would not comment on rumors that both were in various states of undress…”
They added to the tale until they both drifted off to sleep in one another’s arms.
*
“Harold, I tell you it was Colin Farrell!”
“I wonder if the Tattler will pay for a story like this…”
~end~