He really didn’t know how this kept happening.
"By," he said, proud of how even his voice was, "we’re not on an assignment, right?"
"Right," By agreed with a lazy smile full of predatory inquiry.
"And we’re not under any kind of surveillance, right?" They had damn well better not be, or he’d… well, he’d think of something.
By made an affirmative sound to this, too, leaning closer.
"So why exactly," Ivan persevered, "am I sitting on your couch with my pants undone?" The sternness of the question was a bit undercut by his gasp as By’s fingers stroked down his length.
"Because it’s fun," By declared with a downright wicked smile. Before Ivan could ask who for, By leaned in all the way and nibbled on his neck and Ivan couldn’t quite stifle the moan as a shiver of heat ran down his spine to jolt between his legs. "See?" By had the evilness to say.
"Dammit, By…" Ivan took a breath, hand clenching in By’s tunic, and it would be nice if he could convince himself that was a prelude to throwing the other man off the couch. "I like women," he managed, a bit plaintively.
"Of course you do." By fingered his cock, smiling agreeably all the while. "But tastes do change as we mature. I mean," he waved his free hand airily, "just look at Lady Alys."
Ivan’s brain short circuited as he attempted frantically not to imagine his mother in relation to any kind of sex whatsoever, a job made harder these days by Illyan, and just thinking that made his eyes cross all over again. By took ungentlemanly advantage of this to straddle Ivan’s lap and wrap a hand firmly around him. And Ivan was a guy, after all, was it his fault if that made his hips rock up and grind against By’s? No, it was not. Not at all.
He would think of a justification later, for his hands to be spread against By’s back, pulling By tight against him, and for the sound he made into By’s mouth.
He would have a harder time explaining the way his hands slid down to cup By’s ass and knead it while By was getting both their clothing out of the way and stroking their cocks together. If he bothered explaining. Maybe he wouldn’t. It felt good, hot and slick, and By was laughing low in his throat, wicked and knowing, the way none of the girls Ivan had ever been with had, well, barring Lady Donna, so maybe it was just a Vorrutyer thing. And, anyway, look how that had ended up…
The rush of pleasure unraveled Ivan’s thoughts.
When he could put words together sensibly again By was handing him a towel and a smirk. Ivan growled at the latter and took the former, cleaning himself up with as much dignity as possible.
By didn’t even bother fastening his pants, and still managed to look collected, which Ivan thought was cosmically unfair. "One of these days I’ll get you to stay the night."
Ivan gave him a dire look. "Don’t even think it."
As By threw back his head and laughed, a tiny voice in the back of Ivan’s head reminded him that By liked challenges quite a lot. Ivan ignored it firmly. It wasn’t his fault that he kept winding up in these situations.
He really didn’t know how it happened.
End
*howling with laughter* Yes! Absolutely yes!
I love how utterly in denial Ivan is. And how completely tolerantly amused By is by his denial. (which suggests in turn that at some point he might cease to be amused and/or tolerant…)
And somewhere, I think Miles must be scratching his head and going, “…but it was only supposed to be the one assignment.”
*snickers* Thank you! I’m enjoying watching the dance, really. I think they’re going to trap each other, eventually.
*g* Am I really supposed to feel at all sorry for Ivan? (Well, maybe I do, a little.) Loved reading this.
*wicked grin* Nah, he’s totally into the stealthy self-sabotage, here. Glad you liked it!
Hot! Very hot! and cute!
*grins* Thank you!
If it ever is to happen, this must be how it is to happen. I love it so much!! The voices are perfect, absolutely perfect. Thank you! 🙂
*sparkles* Great to hear you liked it! I am definitely having fun doing these little ficlets for these two.
Oh, lovely! There just isn’t enough Ivan fic out there.
Thank you! I can imagine why there isn’t more, you know, Ivan is great fun to write. ^_^
I couldn’t get the ‘send comment’ thing on that other site to work for me, so just wanted to say that Byerly winning over Ivan one centimeter at a time is A) way hot and possibly B) even hotter than that. 🙂
Oh dear! *prods her site* Behave!
Glad you liked it! *grins* I’m having a lot of fun with the whole notion of By seducing Ivan as his new hobby.
Yay! More Ivan/By fic. This pairing is such fun and I am very sad there are so few stories with them out there. Loved your story, very hot and perfect voices for both of them.
Thank you! *grins* They are fun, aren’t they?
I like By. He remindes me of someone. At least the way I like to play that character, they have quite a lot in common. I should really read/watch this x3 I like how Ivan is always trying not to like it, as though his body and unconscious hadn’t already decided differently xD Very much fun to read /3 Wouldn’t mind the muse to struck you a few more times on this pair 😀 I’m sure there are more “strange” situations for Ivan to find himself in //D
*leaves kudos*