Disclaimer: Oh, I wouldn't dream of it...
Series: It fits into my "Do It For Your Country" series ('For Canada' and 'American Pride') but isn't really a story story. It was going into 'American', but Ray and Renny wanted to have sex another way, and this was too fun to pass up. So it's all PWP. There may be another PWP of paintball coming up, or slip and slide football. I'm just a sicko. ::sigh::
Author's Notes: This was the sex scene that just wouldn't fit. If ya want more, check out "For Canada". The sequel "American Pride" will be out soon. "Declare War" is a snippet that takes place between the two.
Notes/Warnings: To Mary, who egged me on. The next real story will be in your inbox to beta soon. Thanks to all Bindlestitchers-- I hope you enjoy and perhaps learn your lessons. Talking about these boys just gives me ideas... Any comments welcome at [email protected]. Who knows-- if you inspire me, I may just get out of this nice RayK/Turnbull rut...
Declare War
© 1999, Khirsah
"Nah-ah, no way," Kowalski stated firmly, hands raising in protest as his lover looked at him with a wounded expression. "There is no way that I'm gonna play Scrabble with you-- you win every time."
"You did win the last two games," Renny pointed out smoothly, shifting into a more comfortable position on the floor. The game was laid out before them, pieces scattered about in a tsunami of wood as Ray reached out and plucked up the letters with his long, agile toes. "As I recall, we are now at America: 14 Canada: 16. Quite a close running, wouldn't you say?"
"Yeah, sure, but the only reason I beat you was 'cause we were playing 'dirty scrabble'. And you kept coming up with words like... like, fella... felli... that cock-sucking word."
"Oh, my, Ray," Turnbull blushed, looking away from his grinning lover. Ray was in good spirits tonight, his jokes tending towards the bawdy side just to see the other man squirm. Which, actually, Renny wouldn't mind... Mind on topic! he scolded himself, shaking away the creeping, lustful images. You are a Mountie and not a randy goat who only wants to lick and suck and... Mountie! "Well, Ray, fellatio means to, er, stimulate the male organ with the oral orifice."
Ray beamed. "Yeah-- cock-suck."
"Well, while I wouldn't..."
"Look, tomaeto/tomato and all that. But I'm still two points behind and I'm not gonna play Scrabble again." He crossed his arms over his wiry chest and levelled his gaze at the larger man, trying to look threatening. "And if you even dare mention Balderdash I'll kick you in the head."
He is quite adorable when he does that. "Understood, Ray. Do you have any suggestions?"
Ray thought for a moment, brow wrinkling as his toes made a massacre of the neat Scrabble board. Turnbull watched, fascinated, as the long digits curled around the wooden pieces, twirling them agilely as he muttered to himself. Light from the kitchen caught in the golden curls that dusted the top of his toes, and Renny had the sudden urge to lean down and draw them into his mouth to lave his tongue over each toe as they curled and moved within his mouth.
"Chess?" And each pawn captured equals a long, slow lick of the other's scrotum?
Ray glared. "That don't sound like much fun to me."
If only you knew. "Understood."
"Umm..." He tapped his fingers to his lips, drawing Renny's attention up to the slightly flawed halves, pursed in thought as the spiky head shook. "No, no... Nah. Um... Slip and slide football?"
Sandy brows rose in surprise. "In your apartment, Ray?"
"Oh. Good point." He shook his head then glanced up through his lashes, blue eyes gleaming wickedly. "I was just lookin' for an excuse to tackle your slick body and go rolling along the ground, chests sliding together." Heat shot through the Mountie's body, invading his system with a gasp as he almost felt the wet slide of flesh against flesh, desperate and needy and... "Oh. Well. Darn."
Maybe it wouldn't be amiss... "Understood, Ray."
"Um..."
Renny swallowed back the huskiness that had invaded his throat, shifting uncomfortably against the growing bulge that chafed against his neat, ironed blue jeans. His heart was racing within his chest and his fingers nearly itched to touch Ray's smooth chest and stroke up to circle nipples and tug, just hard enough, just like Ray liked it.
Control, Mountie. Control...
Hmmm, Ray liked to control him in lovemaking, his demands exciting and arousing to the larger man, who did anything he was told in the knowledge that it would drive his lover crazy, and an amorously-minded Ray was a very nice Ray indeed...
Is this what passes for control now? Canadian! You are a Canadian!
And Ray was a very delicious American indeed...
"I got it!"
"Got what, Ray?"
Blue eyes narrowed slightly as Ray leapt to his feet, hands reaching out to help his larger lover up as well. "What we're gonna play. Strip wrestling."
Oh, my. "But we've already wrestled, Ray. As I recall, you..."
"Yeah, I know," he jumped in irritably. Then his face softened into a smile and Ray looked almost... tender. "That was the, ya know, first time and all. 'Member?"
The first time we kissed, the first time we made love, the very, very first time. And it means something to you. Truly a romantic at the core. "Of course."
"Well, we ain't wrestling wrestling again. We're going to thumb wrestle."
"Thumb... wrestle?"
"Yeah! Strip thumb wrestling."
Sandy brows drew together in confusion. "I do not believe that I have ever heard of this sport before, Ray. Is it American?"
"Uh-- yeah. It's American. A great American past-time. Each time a person wins, they get to strip their compon... co... the other guy." He bobbed back and forth on his feet, eagerness lighting his steps and filling him with thrashing golden energy. "Of anything, if you get me."
"Oh, I will," he deliberately misunderstood, toeing off his shoes delicately and placing them to the side. Ray was bobbing and weaving endearingly, as if they were about to begin boxing, his shoulders flexing beneath his grey shirt which clung enticingly to... I am sincerely glad that I already know where this is going, for I am afraid that I've half gotten there already.
"I don't mean..." he paused, eyes narrowing. "Wait-- you knew that, didn'tcha? You're such a little sneak!"
"Yes indeedy-do," Renny grinned, proud of making Ray's voice half-squeal like that. "It is the duty of the Peace Officer to be prepared to apprehend the suspect of a crime, to the point of using deliberately misleading stealth if need be."
"And they say ya can't lie." He shrugged then held out his hand. "Come on, Renny-- quit stalling. I'm gonna beat you and strip you naked in no time."
Methinks that was phrased backwards... "Of course, Ray." Obligingly, he moved forward until he could feel Ray's heat enveloping him, caressing along his body in waves of golden energy and charisma. Maybe I should let him win.
"Now, hold my hand like this. Greatness. Now, place your thumb to the side of mine, and try to pin it down. Got it? One, two, three, four-- I declare thumb war!" With a sudden, manic spurt of energy, Ray threw himself into the game, thumb thrusting up and forward and he shifted on his feet, trying to drive his hand down.
With amazing simpleness, Turnbull evaded the agile digit and pinned it down with his own large pad.
"Ah, shoot," Ray groused good-naturedly. Then he looked up at his lover and grinned, eyes sparkling. "Okay, Ren-- take your pick. What do ya want me to strip for you?"
"Um..." he stalled for a moment, unsure. Then, "Your socks."
"Wuss," his lover teased, toeing off his socks and tossing them aside. Then, "Again."
This time, he joined in with the chant. "One two three four-- I declare thumb war." Again, Kowalski sprang into motion, and again Turnbull easily beat him.
"Ah-- America seems to be falling a bit behind here, Ray. Perhaps if you..."
"Hush. I'm concentrating."
"On thumb war?"
"Gotta problem with that?"
"Of course not, Ray."
"Then...?"
"Hmm? Oh, yes. Um... Your shirt."
Ray grinned and pulled off his shirt. "Now we're talking!"
He stretched his muscles, looking tight and edible, and heat raced through Renny once again, firing through his heavy loins. "Uh-- yes. One two three four-- I d-declare," he stumbled over the words as his lover licked his lips lecherously, eyes bright and beckoning, "th-thumb war."
Kowalski almost danced around him for a moment, eyes catching his as he deftly pinned the larger thumb. Ren stared, amazed, at the dilated blue eyes, his body moving closer of its own accord to the heaving chest so near his own shirted front. "Hey, Ren," Ray whispered, voice husky and sounding of sex so near his own. The Mountie bit back a moan, his hips thrusting forward at the deep growling tone, his pulse escalating in anticipation. "Pants-- off."
Thrustupintoyourhothandsandspillmyseedoveryour heavingchestasyougaspandwritheandfinallycomewithacrythat sceamthrough... "Of course." Hand disentangling, Turnbull unbelted his jeans, licking his lips in anticipation as Ray watched his movements hungrily, body thrumming with residual energy. He undid the button and slid down the metal zipper, pulling aside the two halves with a swallowed sigh as he slid the jeans off of his body to pool on the floor, leaving him in his white cotton briefs.
"Would you look at that," Ray breathed, touching the waistband with a soft finger and causing Turnbull's stomach muscles to contract. "Looks like you've been ready for quite some time." He raked his nail gently down the throbbing bulge in the boxers, causing the other man to to hiss and squeeze his eyes shut at the waves of hot sensation as Ray touched the discoloration in the fabric where his weeping penis had left its wet mark. Then Ray tugged on the elastic and Renny opened his eyes to look down at him, in turns amazed and unbelievably aroused by the darkness in that blue gaze. "Maybe we," Ray began, then paused to clear his throat, voice thickened by his own arousal. "Maybe we should hurry this game along."
"Agreed," he hissed, hand fumbling for Ray as his body trembled. His lover stepped forward, invading his space, brushing their erect cocks together in a shower of sparks. "One two three..."
They continued until the majority of their clothes lay scattered around them, a blizzard of white and blue as the mostly-naked men moved against each other, half-forgetting the original purpose of their game as their sweat-slickened bodies slide together in a suction of heat and moans, mouths pressed together and tongue sucking madly at each other as their thumbs joined in on the wild mating dance, thrusting along with the pulsating, weeping cocks.
"God, yer beautiful," Ray whispered into the shell of his lover's ear as he nibbled his way along the muscled neck, sucking in the passionate groans and accepting the hard thrusting as a hand pressed against his back, hard enough to leave marks. He was sure that Renny's skin was burning into him, incendiary and amazing as he met the roving mouth again, swallowing desperately at the kisses as he slowly moved to the floor, pulling down his lover by their still-clasping hand. "So fucking beautiful."
"Language!" Renny gasped, copying his Mountie hero even in the most intimate acts. "Ah, God!"
"Not God," Ray whispered back, body undulating beneath the heavy bulk of the other man, revelling in the texture of hair against his sensitive nipples, rubbing harsh across his chest as he arched up, head back and neck exposed to the teeth that he loved to feel pulling at him. "Sure feel... like it... though..."
"Gonna..." Ren breathed, breath sobbing in and out of his body as he felt himself nearing climax. "I'm going to..."
"Come for me," Ray hissed, biting down on the muscled shoulder hard, fingers raking down the broad back. "Yes, love, come for me."
"Ray!" Renny cried out, body stilling then shuddering with the shock of orgasm as he tumbled desperately from the edge, bellowing his completion and desire as he came. "Ray," he gasped as the other man continued to move against him, body beginning to still as he watched the Chicago cop gasp and writhe, beautiful, alive face contorting on the joy of almost-orgasm. "Ray, I love you."
"ARGH!" Ray howled on the heels on his words, body arching up tight against Renny as a stream of liquid heat spilled along the Mountie's groin and thighs, searing and blessed and beautiful as he wrapped one arm around his lover, smiling goofily as Ray panted his way away from orgasm and into sleepiness. "Mmmm sagood," Ray murmured, snuggling up against the body that covered him protectively, making him feel safe and warm. No matter how he declared to himself that he was protecting the larger, guiless man, he knew in these moments that it was Turnbull who watched over him and kept him safe.
Or, perhaps they watched over each other. Like a duet, like partners, like lovers.
I think I love you, too.
"Ray," Renny whispered against his ear, stirring the sweat-dampened hair.
"Uh?"
He moved gently, thumb stroking up the fine-boned wrist to pin down the Chicago cop's still finger.
"That's 17 Canada and 14 America."
"Uh."
"Good night, Ray."
"Uh."
"Sleep tight."
"Um."
"Don't let the bedbugs..."
"Renny..."
"Understood."
There was silence as they settled together in the satiated rest of sleep, drifting away in one another's arms. Then, breaking the stillness, Turnbull whispered one word, almost hidden by the light snore of his lover.
"Bite."
Then, with a self-satisfied giggled, he too drifted off to dreamland.
the end
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