Author: vfoster
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Date: December 1999
Archive : yes
http://VaFic.homestead.com/files/VaFic.htm
Series: yes, End of Day Comfort Series
Category: Romance
Disclaimer I don't own them, I just wish I did.
Notes: This began as a one shot story. But the muses decided otherwise and it's now up to 4 stories, with a fifth in progress. All are stand alone stories, but all involve Jim or Blair giving comfort in some form. To read the other parts, visit my website listed above.
Synopsis: Jim comforts Blair at the end of a very bad day.
Rating: NC-17 (lots of sex. It's J/B what do you expect?)
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Warnings: If loving sex between two men bothers you, then don't read. And beware of letting a horny detective chatter when you should be doing other writing.
oh, and this hasn't been beta'd. probably shows too.
End of Day Comfort: Subtlety
By vfoster
"Damn!" Blair Sandburg savagely kicked the loft door behind him. As it closed with a satisfying slam, he kicked it again for good measure.
"Damn!" he yelled again. Throwing his jacket at a hook, not caring if it hit the hook or landed on the floor.
As he turned to pitch his keys at the basket beside the door, a head popped up from the upstairs bed he shared with his lover. "Blair?" Jim Ellison stared at the scene below him as he climbed out of bed, grabbing his robe as he headed for the stairs. "What's wrong, love?"
"Everything!" Blair shouted, throwing his backpack at the table. "Every-fucking-thing!"
Jim managed to catch the backpack as it slid off the edge of the table. Setting it down, he ran to his roommate as the younger man suddenly stopped shouting and stood in silence in the middle of the loft.
"Blair?" Jim asked softly, reaching out to gently grasp Blair's shoulder. His grip tightened as he felt the shudders that were running through his partner's frame. "What's wrong?"
Blair was vaguely aware of Jim carefully guiding him up the stairs to their bedroom. He allowed Jim to set him at the edge of the bed as the older man removed the sneakers from Blair's feet. He felt himself being gently pushed back on the bed.
"Jim?"
"Yes love." Strong arms wrapped around Blair, holding him close. "Now tell me what is wrong."
Blair closed his eyes, drawing strength from his lover, feeling safer and more secure than he had all day.
"Everything." He whispered. "If it could go wrong today, it did. A water pipe froze and burst, flooding my office. Because of the burst pipes, two of my classes had to be moved. Might as well have cancelled them, no one showed up." His breathing speeded up as he talked.
"Shhhh, calm down. It's okay. I'm here." Jim soothed as he held Blair, rubbing circles on Blair's back. He frowned to himself at the tense muscles under the layers of shirts.
Blair took a deep breath before continuing. "Then I had an argument with the head of the dissertation committee. I submitted my proposal to change topics and he wanted to know why."
"What did you tell him?" Jim asked as he stroked the dark silky curls. He held Blair close, dropping light kisses on Blair's head.
"I told him I had gotten to close to my research subject. That I couldn't present an objective paper." Blair shivered as he recounted the argument with the committee chairman.
"And?" Jim prompted.
Blair's voice dropped so low that Jim had trouble hearing it, even with his hearing turned up. "He accused me of being a whore that spoiled my research by jumping into bed at the first opportunity." His breath caught in a sob. "And he offered me the chance to *fix* things so that my new topic would be accepted even though I'm way behind on my dissertation."
"Oh god, I can image what you told him." Jim rocked the shaking form gently. "What can we do?"
"I don't know. Right now I don't want to think about it." Blue eyes, bright with tears met Jim's gaze. "Just hold me. Make me forget this for a while."
"Are you sure?" Jim asked, tilting Blair's head until their lips almost touched.
"There will be time enough to deal with it later. When I'm calm and can think about my options." He wrapped his arms around his lover. "Please. Just make me forget for a while."
"Anything you want, love." Jim slowly removed the layers of clothing from Blair, settling the young man back against the multitude of pillows. "I'll be right back." he promised as he rose from the bed to retrieve a scented massage bar from the bathroom. Before joining Blair, he quickly slipped out of the robe.
"Just lay back, and let me do the work." Jim whispered as he took Blair's mouth, his tongue thrusting between soft lips. Reluctantly, he pulled away, "turn over for me."
Rubbing the bar to heat it with his hands, he began gently rubbing Blair's shoulders, feeling the muscles loosen up under his fingers. As he worked, he whispered reassurances to his lover. "I'm going to make you feel so good. Forget about those idiots at the school. They aren't important.
Not tonight. Tonight, it's just us. I love you so much."
He was rewarded with a moan of content from the limp form beneath him. Smiling, he leaned forward and nibbled his way down Blair's backbone. That produced a groan as Blair arched upward. "Jim!" Blair gasped.
"Like that, lover?"
"Oh yeah." Blair gasped out as Jim's tongue moved even lower. Warm hands moved over his ass, dipping low to open, allowing Jim better access. "Oh yeah!" Blair shouted as first Jim's tongue, then a slick finger circled the edge of the small opening.
"Want you in me!" Blair begged, bucking his hips upward to meet Jim's hands. "Need you! NOW!"
"Easy.. easy lover. Just slow down and wait for me." Jim shifted, allowing Blair to gather his knees under him, legs spread, leaving himself open to Jim.
Jim felt himself grow hard at the sight. Picking up the lube, he slicked two fingers, inserting them into Blair. The reaction was instant. Blair shouted his pleasure as he pushed back, forcing Jim's fingers further in. As the digits brushed his prostate, he pushed harder, "Jim! God, please. Now! I need you. Need to feel you."
"You will, love. But I won't hurt you." Jim promised as he inserted a third finger into Blair, moving them, massaging his partner until he was sure that Blair was ready.
Quickly, he rolled a condom onto his aching cock then used the lube to prepare himself to enter Blair. As he pressed into Blair he leaned close and kissed the bare skin, tasting the cinnamon from the massage bar and Blair's unique flavor.
Blair felt his lover gently fill him and pushed backwards until he felt complete, his lover holding him, rocking them lovingly. "Faster." He urged, needing the release. "Please!"
In response, Jim wrapped his arm around Blair to grasp his lover's cock, pumping as he began pulling out and thrusting forward. At Blair's urging, he moved faster.
With combine shouts, the two lovers came together, Jim's seed filling Blair while Blair's semen coated Jim's hands. As the orgams faded, tremors coursing through them, Jim manouved their bodies so that the two men lay on their sides, Jim holding Blair close.
"I love you, Blair." He whispered into Blair's ear, brushing back the damp curls.
"And I love you. More than anything." Blair murmured, grasping the arms that held him, holding tightly. In those arms, nothing could harm him. Ever.
Through the night, the full moon glowed brightly on the two lovers as they slept.
-end-
December 1999