Peanut
Butter and Jelly
Pairing: Bassez
Rating: NC-17
“You’re
such a Klepto, Josh!” Lance yelled as he tossed some things in the bottom cabinets
of their kitchen in the trash.
“I
am not, Mr. Anal,” he shot back from the living room.
It
was spring cleaning in the Bass…erm…Chasez household.
A
few moments later, JC came running in with a full bag.
“Ha,
I beat you,” he proudly stated.
“Beat…me…at…?”
Lance’s deep voice questioned.
“I
cleaned out the family room quicker than you did the kitchen,” he folded his
arms and looked down at Lance.
“Okay,
Lioness, you win,” he glared up at him.
“You
don’t like it when I win, because you’re too bull-headed,” he looked down
at Lance.
“According
to the astrologer Bobbie referred us to, Taurus and Leo make for a perfect
match,” Lance matter-of-factly answered.
“Kinda
like peanut butter and jelly,” JC nodded.
“Someone’s
hungry,” Lance commented as he pulled himself off the floor and shut the
cupboards.
The
trash bag clinked like broken glass as Lance dragged it across the floor.
“So
what’s for lunch?” JC opened up the cabinet and looked inside.
Lance’s
arms slid around his waist from behind.
JC
turned slightly and looked at him out of the corner of his eye with a smirk.
“You
said you wanted peanut butter and jelly…” Lance’s voice trailed off as he
stood on his tiptoes to slightly press his lips to JC’s neck.
JC
turned around, his hands around Lance’s waist now, “that does sound
good…”
Lance’s
lips met JC’s as he carefully reached behind him and into the cupboard and
took out what he wanted.
Their
tongues danced playfully as Lance unscrewed the lid of the contents in his hand.
“What…are…you…doing…?”
JC pulled away and looked at his lover.
Lance’s
innocent green eyes stared up at him sweetly.
“This…”
Lance lifted up JC’s shirt with one hand and the other placed a gooey,
thick substance on his stomach.
“AHH!
What is that Lance?” he laughed as he stepped back, right into the wood
cabinet.
Lance
pulled off JC’s shirt and then got on his knees, his mouth slowly sucking the
brown peanut butter off of his stomach.
JC
looked down at him with a grin, “you think that’s funny Bass?”
He
turned behind him and knabbed the strawberry jelly and within seconds had the
lid off.
Lance
stood up, his free hand dropped JC’s pants to the floor, along with his
boxer-briefs and then doing the same for himself.
“Clothes
can’t get dirty…” Lance muttered as JC took him in for a kiss.
“Mr.
Anal,” he grumbled, his mouth full of Lance’s tongue.
“I’ll
show you anal, Chasez,” he laughed.
Suddenly
JC felt a mass of peanut butter on his rising length.
“On
my…” JC looked down in shock.
“Oh
yeah,” Lance growled, dropping, again to his knees and taking JC’s full
length into his mouth.
JC
couldn’t quite place the substance and what it felt like, especially
on…his…yeah…but whatever it was, it made Lance’s mouth seem tighter and
it made the sensation even better.
“Jesus
Lance…” his fingers played inside the jelly as he watched his lover bring
him up and down on a rollar coaster.
He
swatted Lance away with a laugh and then got down on his knees as well.
JC
took him in for a deep, passionate kiss, their hands roaming each other, not
caring about the sticky mess they were creating.
He
laid Lance down on the floor and covered his fully erect length with the
strawberry jelly.
“Ooo
that feels cold,” Lance laughed.
“How
about this,” JC’s mouth wrapped around him, causing his body to shake.
Lance
jerked up into JC a few times, the smoothness and softness of the jelly gave
JC’s mouth an amazingly slippery, soft feeling.
He felt his orgasm begin in the pit of his stomach and as if JC could
read his mind, he began to pick up the pace.
Lance’s toes began to twitch and suddenly his back arched as he jerked
into JC’s mouth. JC lay dormant
until he knew Lance had finished and then looked up at him.
Lance’s
green eyes shimmered down like a lagoon at him.
“Strawberry
and Lance…hmmm, I like that combo,” JC grinned.
“Come here, peanut butter boy,” Lance yanked him quickly on top of him, both of them laughing as JC struggled not to slide off of Lance’s body from the jelly.
JC
managed to pin Lance’s legs and slide himself inside of him.
Lance
let out a loud moan.
JC’s
finger found its way to Lance’s mouth, his tongue dancing around the
strawberry taste; sucking and licking, giving JC amazing pleasure.
Lance’s
mouth picked up speed as JC did inside of him.
With a few jerks, JC came, Lance pulling him in for a deep kiss until
he’d stopped shaking.
The
two lay there, wrapped in a mess of stickiness and goo, both wrapped up in each
others arms.
“Weren’t
we suppose to clean today?” JC finally asked.
Lance
looked around, the mess immediately calling at him to be cleaned.
“We
were…I think we did more damage than good Josh,” he laughed.
“It’s
okay, we make a good team, we’ll have this place cleaned in no time.”
“Yup,
like peanut butter and jelly…” Lance laughed.
“How
about bread and butter?” JC eyed the butter on the countertop.
Lance
just laughed.
“You’re
naughty Chasez.”
“I
know.”
To Michele – thanks for the Bassez loving lately, I can never get enough. And tell Josh that Lance stole his toothbrush again. ::sighs:: They’ll never learn!!
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