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Peter's hold begins to slip around Neal's sweat slick ankle as he thrusts into him, eliciting forced grunts out of his mouth with each push inside. His fingers slip further down Neal's leg until they come in contact with the tracking device secured there, little green light blinking up at him, taunting him. Peter leans forward, presses his mouth at the curve of Neal's ankle, makes a trail down his salty skin until he reaches the tracker. He glances down at Neal and presses his lips to the warm plastic, pushes his tongue underneath the band securing it.
"P-Peter," Neal gasps and his hips arch off the bed as Peter pushes his tongue farther, tounging skin that's been hidden by the gps tracker for weeks now. It feels incredible, foreign, like someone scratching an itch you can't quite reach, only this is way better, erotic.
"This," Peter says, hooking his finger into the strap and tugging lightly, "makes me crazy."
Neal groans as Peter thrusts into him again, crushing him against the headboard. "Why?" He blinks up at Peter with this innocent, doe-eyed look on his face as he curls his fingers around the edge of the headboard for leverage, pushing back on to Peter's cock.
"You know why," Peter growls under his breath and sinks his teeth into Neal's calf muscle, fingers still resting on the device strapped to his ankle.
"Tell me," Neal says, mischief brightening his eyes in the darkness. "I want to hear you say it, Peter."
Peter looks down at him, glaring, a look Neal's more than used to being on the receiving end of. "Reminds me that I own you," He mutters, Neal's knuckles turning white as Peter pounds into him. "Reminds me that you're mine."
"Fuck," Neal gasps as Peter's cock slams against his prostate. Peter's mouth quirks and he angles his hips the same way, doing it again. "Jesus Christ, Peter."
"Driving you crazy?"
Neal nods frantically, fingernails chipping into the wood.
"Good." Peter says calmly, pulling out almost entirely before slamming inside of him again, balls slapping against Neal's skin. "Now you know how I feel. All day. Every time you hop on my desk or tie your shoe or cross your legs, flashing this - " He tugs on Neal's tracker again. " - beautiful thing around for everyone to see, showing everyone that you're mine."
"God, I'm close, Peter. I'm going to -"
"Not yet you aren't," Peter threatens, pressing the heel of his hand at the base of Neal's cock. "Say it for me first."
Neal looks up at him, a pained, confused expression on his face for only a moment before he figures it out. Neal wets his lips and says softly, "You own me. I belong to you."
Then Peter's hand is wrapped around him, jacking his cock hard, almost too fast. Neal's head is swimming with the combined feeling of Peter's cock inside of him, Peter's hand fisting his dick. He opens his mouth in a silent scream when he comes, painting his chest with come, Peter's fingers dripping with it. In his post coital haze, he's vaguely aware of Peter gripping his hips and thrusting just once or twice more before he feels Peter come hotly rush inside of him, cock twitching a couple of times before it goes soft.
"Four years," Peter murmurs, mostly to himself. He catches Neal's gaze and holds it. "What will I have to do to keep you around then, Caffrey?"
Neal pretends to think about it for a moment, chewing his bottom lip. "Buy me a puppy?"
Peter gives him a disapproving frown. "I'm serious."
"So am I," Neal smiles as Peter flops down next to him on the bed. "I've got everything else."
"Is that so?" Peter asks, feeling suddenly very tired, only one eye peeking open at Neal.
"Mmm," Neal hums, closing his eyes. "I think I'll name him Sparky."
"That's a stupid name," Peter mumbles sleepily.
"We'll discuss it then." Neal decides. Peter likes the sound of that.
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Date: 2009-11-13 12:35 am (UTC)Anyway, love the fic: it's hot, yet sweet and just so them. Brilliantly done. ♥
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Date: 2009-11-13 01:36 am (UTC)And he deserves one for his efforts.
That I have everything else line almost made me cry.
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Date: 2009-11-13 04:22 am (UTC)Also, "Buy me puppy?" LOL soooo Neal, I love it.
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