Old Patterns by Fluttergirl

AJ stepped out of the cab, lit a cigarette, and thought about how they weren't even on tour yet, just promoting, but already they were all back into the old patterns. Old patterns as in Nick insisting on sharing a room with Howie, Brian having a room to himself with his wife, and Kristin not being able to travel with them because of her work schedule. Old patterns, like coming back every night from whatever he was doing to find Kevin fast asleep in their hotel room. Tonight was a private party that he'd not been impressed with, so he'd left early. He wondered if Kevin would still be awake and up for a drink and conversation. He stood on the curb, watching the cab pull away, quickly smoking his cigarette before he nodded to his bodyguard and they both filtered through the inevitable crowd of fans in the lobby.

At his hotel door, AJ took out the keycard and waved it at his bodyguard, signaling that he could take leave. AJ sighed as he slipped the card in and pushed the door open. Home at last. He took off his coat and sunglasses without turning on the lights, depositing them both on a nearby chair. He pulled off his shoes and socks and shuffled through the cream-colored, chenille-like carpet with his bare toes as he walked into the bedroom area.

Only the bedside lamp was on, and AJ blinked a few times at what he saw in the dim light. Kevin was sprawled across the bed with the sheets pulled down, his legs spread. He had his cell phone against his ear, lying in the crook of his neck. His hands were occupied -- he was masturbating. One hand stroked the base of his cock, the other rubbed and teased the head. His face was scrunched up in a combination of intense concentration and arousal.

AJ licked his lips.

Kevin didn't feel the bed dip, didn't even notice he wasn't alone until his cock was deep inside AJ's throat. He groaned, loud and sudden, and Kristin must have thought he came because he said, "No baby, not yet. Just... yeah," as AJ bobbed his head up and down.

AJ sucked harder, and the words that came out of Kevin's mouth got dirtier -- he eventually settled on "Oh fuck," muttered like a mantra.

Kevin was incoherent after a few minutes of suction, but managed to say, "Faster, baby. I'm gonna come soon." And although it was Kristin that he was talking to, AJ sped up and took Kevin over the edge.

Kevin arched his back and moaned, panted, came. AJ drank him down, hands firmly pressing his thighs into the bed to keep him still. Soon after, AJ heard the faint noise of Kristin coming as he licked the last of the come from Kevin's cock. He let go of Kevin's thighs and waited. The phone slipped out of Kevin's hand, he let out a deep sigh and brushed his fingers across his stomach.

When Kevin sat up and opened his eyes, AJ thought he saw anger swirling around somewhere in the green irises now focused on him. He crawled backwards off the bed because of it, and when Kevin lurched forward to grab him it was like a confirmation of that anger. They were both off the bed in seconds, and Kevin backed AJ against the wall, pinning his arms.

Instead of the yelling, huffing, and snorting that AJ expected, Kevin's brow softened and he tilted his head to the side before kissing AJ. AJ wasn't going to give in this easily -- Kevin had to lick and bite at his lips before he would open his mouth and let Kevin taste himself. He struggled until Kevin let go of his arms, and only then did he let Kevin slip a knee between his thighs and rub upward.

After that though, the only thing AJ wanted to fight was the urge to come before he was in Kevin's mouth. He lost his shirt quickly, pulling it off himself when Kevin reached underneath it to play with his nipples.

"Now, do it now," AJ said as Kevin's hands slid down into the waistband of his pants.

So Kevin sank to his knees, fingernails digging into AJ's hips. Kevin shoved his pants down, barely unbuttoning them first. He held AJ's cock and sucked along the underside. AJ shivered from his teeth to his toes. It didn't take much -- Kevin sucked on the head, licking into the slit as he stroked. When he took AJ down into his throat, AJ's fingers found their way into his hair, pulling hard as he came. His knees went wobbly and the only thing keeping him upright were Kevin's hands on his hips. Kevin stayed down on his knees and licked at AJ's cock and stomach until AJ recovered.

Kevin finally stood back up and held onto AJ's shoulders as he pressed their foreheads together. AJ wrapped his arms around Kevin's neck and kissed the come off his lips and chin. Kevin smiled then, and they both laughed as AJ pushed him back towards the bed. They kissed for a while, tongues re-learning the taste and texture of each other's mouths. When they settled down, Kevin turned off the lamp before pulling the blankets over them and spooning behind AJ.

Old patterns, AJ thought, as Kevin pulled him closer and sighed against his ear.

End.

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