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[Fic] The cook always knocks three times

's so: I can not resist the challenges, competitions and prompt. I'm kind of lark mirror that always works for me, motivates me and encourages me to write at least something. And if we add to this that I just discovered the possibility of an incredibly TRASH fandom, what can I do if I give up?


Title: The cook always knocks three times
Fandom: RPS Comfort of Strangers (I know XD)
Characters: Alexander / Roberto
Beta and great supporter who deserves at least a statue nefene
Rating: NC17 (yes'! Mwhuahahahaha)
Wordcount: 2322 ( FDP)
Warning: slash, frottage *_____* likely general trash XD
Disclaimer: are real people indicated that they belong to themselves, none of what I wrote is true, nor will I ever earn a dime.
Note: This story follow the prompts from the epic darkness proposed COW-T maridichallenge and owes much to the constant support of Nefene. Without her I would never have arrived at this point, really! Dedicated to all the admirers of Realtime in the world, let's hear it! XD
The result is a bit 'in a hurry, I hope you do not forget to turn (my) mistakes.

Summary: The first time Alex knocks on his door, in a hotel in Mantova, are two in the morning and Bob has just given his usual quick shower in the post-shooting.



"So, we thought the sketch set to launch the fourth installment in a hotel here in Rome, I have already spoken with the owners," says the assistant director with his usual tone brisk and professional. "A sketch of you with your luggage, perhaps close with a cocktail in the lobby, which has just been decorated by an artist do-si-ssi-mo-mo," those words clearly distorts the nose, because of Usually the term does not bode well. "And the central gag is that Clare might be to wake you two lazy under the covers. We were thinking of a master bedroom suites, are decorated to a very lively that lends itself well to the joke! "
Roberto, who so far has followed the instructions distracted, the word double almost choking with tonic water that is sipping, as well as Alexander seems caught in a fit of coughing.

"Come on, do not do those faces," scolds the good-natured assistant, while that bitch Clare laughs heartily. "This is not the first time to share a room, look what I know! And then you understand that good in bed with you We can not put her , otherwise you also know what you think goes to the average viewer! "

not think anything that is not actually true, until it comes to insults, Robert thought as he watched grim chuckle, but then his attention back to focus on the first part of the sentence, the one who made the instant cold sweat on which he was given. Look, I know . Undoubtedly, the assistant refers to occasions (just a couple, because a single each for travel is guaranteed by their contract) in which the fate would have it, the hotel had just double, or was already occupied almost everything, and he and Alexander had divided the room in separate beds, trying not to peek in too obvious (ok, this part was more than his own) and not disturb each other in times of sacred rest ripped the registration program. But the subtle blush that pervades the cheeks of Alexander, masked in large part on its tan, also confirms that Mr Roberto is thinking another type of late nights, and embarrassment, which has so far managed to contain more than excellent, finally reveals itself in the form of two terrible red knob to the first crush as a young girl, encouraging other malicious laughter. And, while fences, Robert can not help remember.




* * * The first time Alex knocks on his door, in a hotel in Mantova, are two in the morning and Bob has just given his usual quick shower in the post-shooting. When he goes to open note at a glance the bag wet, bare feet and jeans soaked up to mid-calf, so it's no surprise when Alex tells him sheepishly that exploded in his bathroom and a tube the carpet has become a swamp.
Since the hotel because of overcrowding awarded him a double instead of a single - An event not so rare, but still the envy of the other two conductors - why my colleague has come from him is obvious, and Roberto understand instantly that it had no escape. Of course, would have every right to get to wake up the doors and ask for another room, but Alexander has just asked the guest with his jovial tone and sparkling, and it would be extremely rude to oust him. Not rude at all, as the notes that Roberto does to couples who invite them to dinner without the slightest notion of etiquette, but rude to the universe of Alexander, who's quick to make friends, but just as quickly removes them if you feel away. So, although you love to keep their own space and is quite jealous of their intimacy, Roberto curses softly karma and move to let him pass.

The bed is great, and passed a few moments of discomfort Roberto is pretty safe to spend the night huddled in the safety of their own half without embarrassing trespassing. Is about to fall asleep when a foot ice creeps shyly among his own, and gives no sign of wanting to move.



* * * The second time that Alexander knocks on his door are three and a half a minimal carefully furnished hotel in Milan, and Roberto is asleep. When he opens it, ruffling his hair distractedly trying to clear his head, if he faces in shorts and T-shirt, all sweaty, who mutters something about broken air conditioners and windows sealed default. This time Robert has a single, but all business suites are equipped with single bed and a half - and frankly is too sleepy to think clearly, or even to protest. Without a word from you, and despite everything he can not look away from the solid shape that runs in the direction of the shower, dragging his feet on the floor in untreated wood. When Alessandro back ten minutes later, wrapped in the smell of musk shampoo, Bob has already dipped below the sheets cowardly and pretends to sleep. This did not help noticing that my colleague has been made of his suitcase to find something to change, and this irritates him and the crowd at the same time. Lie idle back to back in the dark, and while the breath of Alexander soon became quiet and rhythmic, Roberto not slept all night, afraid to make any sudden movement and wake him, or worse, then curl up around him and pretend Alexander has been the first to embrace him.

* * *

The third time Alex seems pretty drunk, judging the uncertain weight of his fists against the door. When he opens it says nothing, but look at the links with the eyes as a puppy, putting one foot over the threshold to prevent the door is closed in the face. Roberto is always night and is still in my pajamas watching him with a skeptical, wondering why these meetings are always held with nightfall. They can not speak in front of an aperitif, as all civilized people? No, Alexander seems to have a preference for moving in the dark like a thief - in addition to a vague fetish for sleeping together, Apparently. Roberto hopes only that he has not seen anybody, because at this point not at all surprised to discover that they begin to turn on rumors, and scandals of this type to finger the culprit would no doubt be for him - although this idiocy it is not certain of his flour sack. And for this reason that in the end allowed him to enter, in addition to the fact that it is difficult to deny something when it takes that look imploringly.

Roberto does not ask him what his excuse that night. You probably would come out with "I am shut out" or "there's a grasshopper on my pillow" or "I think I felt a pea under my mattress, seventh, and there is a limit to the crap that one can be told after two in the morning while maintaining dignity. Wearily tells him the bed: this time there is no surprise or double Business suite to save them, but it is an ordinary individual to a person. Let it be what it asks, since nothing else seems to have discouraged!
Alexander looks into his eyes for a long time, strangely silent, then sits on the edge of the mattress and after a moment's hesitation lies. Robert takes the time turning off the light and followed him to fumble, putting the sheets. The bed is obviously too narrow, and forces them to a neighborhood in other conditions that forced Roberto would feel uncomfortable, but that night was so exhausted and irritated that he throws high and her back to him with a flash rather decided falls asleep almost immediately. He wakes up slowly

few hours later. At first unable to identify precisely the reason. The room is plunged into darkness, the silence broken only by a breath chasing her. All of a sudden he remembers Alexander, and in that instant that something enclosing it in a cocoon of warmth makes sense: they are not the covers, he is . He curled up against her back, spoon - Roberto will tell you without looking under the hot bubble of heat that warms the seat, which can not come merely from the groin of his friend - and at some point the night he put down his right arm on his chest in a possessive gesture. His warm hand rests gently just above the heart of Robert, who suddenly seems to beat three times stronger. But the worst thing is that Alex has buried his nose against his neck, breathe among short hair. Every now and then moves his mouth as if it were eating, and his lips touch and caress the smooth skin of the neck of Robert. It is exactly this sensual tickling him aroused, he produces.

stiffens Now that is cute touch sporadically sends him an involuntary shiver down my spine, which is reflected on the chest of Alexander. These, perceiving the movement, becomes closer, rubbing his nose in the neck with a sigh. The wet and impalpable caress of his breath becomes unbearable and the heat is suddenly stifling.

Roberto tries to slip out of bed before the situation reaches new levels of embarrassment, but Alexander is not in agreement. Creeps over the arm down toward the stomach, and then uses it to make more of himself which nestles against the body until it completely adheres to his chest, laying her chin on her shoulder with a satisfied moan; puts his feet between those of Roberto, who is one step away from a panic attack. His delicate attempts to wriggle do not lead to anything but rub his butt against the soft parts and whose only thought hot lights a spark of excitement in places barely adequate: and the damage is done. He's got almost everything hard in less than two cm by a colleague who is probably dreaming of holding in her arms her last lover, and that seems more than willing to prevent a pitiful retreat. A sudden desperate laughter gurgling in the chest, and Roberto hopes that something, what any savings that humiliation. It could not look more Alessandro in the face after a figure like that, let's work together!

and so taken by contemplating his impending doom that does not realize that they continued to agitate. He only knows that all of a sudden Alex settled back behind him, and the hand that has slipped dangerously down on her abdomen more down - and stop it before it can hear the unmistakable touch his erection. His heart miss a beat, and Roberto freezes like a rabbit in the headlights illuminated. A sudden inspiration interrupts the regular rhythm of the breath behind him, and everything on which you can concentrate 'cock is awake. Fuck '. It does not emit a sound while the hand of Alexander returns to explore uncertain who met the boss, key a few times. Can almost hear him swear open his eyes in surprise, in the dark, so dense is the silence between them. Roberto wants to die . Then press Alessandro

languidly his pelvis against hers, and suddenly the hot parts are anything but soft. His breath hangs on the neck of Robert for a moment before he bent to kiss him under the ear, then back up to bite the lobe, at the same time his hand slipped over the elastic of his pajama bottoms, sinking in & rsquo ; hot groove of the pubis. A gasp escapes a Roberto dismayed when those fingers are wrapped around him, and can not help but arch backward, press it against the hardness pressing between her buttocks. The darkness surrounds them on them like a thick quilt, erasing borders and good intentions, and Roberto closes his eyes and let go.
With a twist turns toward him, slipping his hand, and slips over until their groins do not match. The clutch is lovely and exasperating, a hoarse moan escapes from the lips of Alexander when they are shoved his pants down and he finally found skin against skin. Roberto pants and tries his mouth, biting and kissing him, regardless of the flavor a bit 'bitter resulted from sleep. Rub with instinctive movements, gasping each other on the lips, hands and buttocks are soon Alessandro Roberto - anchoring them as if they were the only firm to hold onto in the dark. Roberto
abandons all over him, leaning on his elbows, and exhale the faint moans and trembling every time you touch their penis, wet and slippery. The mouth of the cook who drink one after another, and the pressures are becoming increasingly desperate and hot until Roberto feels as if his spine liquefying them and then explode, and the sharp bite on the neck while being his stomach. Alex moans loud, and the pain is added to the pleasure. His hands sink into impossibly Roberto sit and press against him, arching thrust into frenzied and irregular finally broken with a breath that is transforming itself into a low moan, lets go too.

For a long time are embracing as they are sticky and sweaty and exhausted. The hot breath of the collarbone is broken Robert Alexander, panting in her hair: they are so close to each other in the chest can feel the pounding of the heart. The pace that is slowly diminishing cradle them in their sleep.



* * * From the fourth time on, Roberto stops counting.




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