Legal disclaimer: this is not implying anything about the sexual orientation of NSync-members Justin Timberlake and Lance Bass, this is purely fiction. If this is illegal for you to read, the don't.
Author's note: this part is for Aurelien, `cos he really knows how to complimente a girl! He he...there will also be a part four to this, if all goes well. Feedback appreciated at storykath@operamail.com
- Morning Mood, part three -
The sun hadn't been up for long when Justin woke up. Smilingly he untangled himself from his sleeping boyfriend. It was early yet, but they had a press conference, and they needed to get there in good time.
Leaning down to kiss Lance before he got out of the bed, Justin wished they could stay in all day. Have another one of those long, passionate mornings...the kinds that started with a lot of kissing and cuddling and would eventually develop into slow, dreamy, earthshattering hot sex. But they had places they needed to be today. Sighing Justin opened the balcony doors to their hotelroom. They were on the top floor, the city beneath them looked nearly too small to actually believe it was there.
With only a sheet wrapped around him Justin leaned sligthly over the railing. They were in France. In Paris, the romantic city in the world. A smile made his lips curl softly upwards as he remembered the night before, they had sure made the most out of being in such an enthrilling place.
Far away he could see the Eiffell Tower. They had all been there before, but everytime Justin saw something with Lance at his side, he saw it for the first time. A giggle escaped his as he realised he was dividing his life into the pre-Lance years and the Lance years. Well, he intended to have Lance at his side for the rest of his years.
He could hear Lance turn in the bed inside the doors. Even though Lance was a light sleeper, he never moved much in his sleep, so if he was turning he was close to waking up. A moment later Justin turned and found a pair of sleepy looking green eyes looking back at him. -Hey! Lance said still entangled in blankets. -Come back to bed, Justin... Unable to resist the pout Lance was giving him, Justin went back in.
-That's better, Lance murmured, snuggling up in Justin's arms again. -Sleepyhead, Justin teased him affectionatly. -You know that we have to get up soon. -Hmmm, was all Lance answered, his face against Justin's chest. Feeling his boyfriend's warm breath on his naked chest, Justin was very tempted to forget all about the press conference at all. The worst thing was that they really didnt have the time to get up to some fun stuff right now, they oughta be up and getting ready five minutes ago.
-Lance? Justin tried. -Baby, we really need to get up now. All Lance did was tighten his hold around Justin's chest. -I don't wanna get up, he complained, -I wanna stay here with you! Knowing that if he let Lance keep holding him like that, Justin would end up not giving a damn about anything else then make love to him, so Justin pulled away.
Wrapping the sheets back around him, he went back out on the balcony. -Come on, Lance, he urged him, -I promise, after the press thing, we'll go straight back here and you can continue sleeping. Or...he winked at Lance, -we can both get into bed and... Seeing Justin's naughty smile, Lance went over his schedule in his head. Go to the press conference. Smile and look pretty. Get back to the hotel. Fuck Justin's brains out. But...then why wait for the best part?
Justin had his back to Lance, looking out over the city. Quietly Lance got out of bed and tip-toed out to Justin. Neither of them had any clothes on, Justin was only wearing a sheet loosely wrapped around his body. They preferred sleeping naked, just covered by each other. -Lance! Justin said, surprised as Lance hugged him from behind. -You scared me! -Poor baby, Lance cooed back and bent down to kiss his neck.
He could tell Justin was a little nervous. -People can see us, babe, he said, -are you sure this is a good idea? -Nobody sees us except the birds, Lance reassured him, -and they don't care... His hands worked on the sheet covering Justin's body and he let it fall to the floor. Justin was indeed getting a little nervous, but he was also getting a bit turned on. Lance had moved his hands to Justin's chest, running the tips of his fingers gently acrossed the tanned skin, occasionally rubbing over a nipple.
-Just relax, honey, he said with his mouth close to Justin's ear. -Nobody can see us. He smiled to himself as he could feel Justin leaning into him, and his breath getting a little quicker. -I'm not sure, Justin answered, trying to get his mind to think of something else than how incredibly good Lance's hands felt on his body. -What about the other hotels? They can see us from their windows... We're too high up, love, Lance said, -and why care anyway? So they'll be getting a show, and they'll all be envious of me since I'm the one here to do this to you... -If you put it like that, Justin knew he would give in all the time, the fact that they were both standing all naked on the balcony of the hotel touching each other like this, was both kinky and very arousing. And by the way Lance was pressing his groin into Justin, Justin knew he was in for something good. But he wasn't going to totally give in to Lance yet, he would have to work a little if he intended to have some fun.
Smirking just a little Justin pressed bak against Lance's body and smiled over the way Lance's hands tightened on his chest. -Tease, Lance murmured in his ear. -I'm not! Justin answered. -Yes, you are, Lance told him. -But that's the way I like you...
Justin noticed that Lance's hand were beginning to stray down his stomach. As usual Lance didn't even need to touch him before Justin felt fire rushing through his body, the mere presence of him was enough. Lance went back to kissing Justin's neck, slightly biting him. -I love when you do that! Justin sighed, -I know, Lance whispered in his ear, -that's why I do it! While nibbling on Justin's ear now he let his hands drift slowly over Justin's hips.
-I do think you're enjoying yourself too, Lance's amused voice made Justin smile. -Want me to take care of that for you? Lance teased him, letting his fingers brush over Justin's groin, not really touching him. -If you behave, Justin came back, -I even might let you make love to me... The hand that still were rubbing his chest, stopped. -Here? Lance asked. -Here, Justin answered.
Lance pulled Justin close to him, moving a little against him, and Justin felt that his boyfriend was just as ready as he was. -I'll behave myself, Lance promised, his hand slipping betwen their bodies. It slid down Justin's back onto his behind, where it squeezed him gently. Locking his hands around the top of the reiling, Justin bent forward just a little. Now he couldn't care if the whole neighbourhood was watching them.
A trail of small, hot kisses played along the back of his neck, Justin bit his lip. His body trembled in anticipation as Lance's hand got more insistent. The feeling of two fingers gently entering him almost made him scream Lance's name. -Oh baby! he moaned, -I just love that! -I know you do, Lance said, self-assure. The tone of his voice would have made Justin want to make him beg for it any other day, but now he needed him too badly.
-Come on, baby, he said, feeling Lance's lips moving to his ear, -I need you... Lance wasn't in the mood to tease anymore either. Agonizingly slow he let their bodies be joined, loving the low, throaty moan coming from his lover. Lance ran his hands down Justin's arms and let them rest on top of Justin's hands. The rush of being so close to Justin made every nerve in his body ready and eager to register every little touch. He knew he wasn't going to last long, the warmth and tightness around him nearly pushed him over the top even before he started moving.
-I love you, Justin said, leaning his head against Lance's shoulder. -Love you too, curly, Lance whispered back. He let go of Justin's hands and put one arm around Justin's waist. Leaving enough room to move he held Justin close to him. Finding a nice, smooth rhytm, the only sounds they both wrere making as small gasps and moans of pleasure. Until Justin made a growling sound and urged Lance to pick up his pace. -Baby, you know what that does to me, Lance said, his voice breathless. -I sure hope so! Justin answered, -now show me some of that Mississippi-stamina, lover! Lance chuckled lightly. -Of course, sweetheart...
Lance wrapped his arm tighter around Justin and sped up his thrusts, they were both getting close. His other hand slid down Justin's stomach and closed around his erection. -Christ, yes! Justin whimpered. -Oh Lance...! Burying his fave in the nape of Justin's neck, Lance coordinated his movements and Justin pressed back at him, begging Lance to keep going. It didn't take long before Justin called his name softly, and he reached the release they both were heading for. A moment later, Lance joined him, his climax so powerful that he couldn't get out an understandable word, just groaned against Justin's shoulder.
-Wow...Justin breathed. -That was amazing, babe. -Yeah, Lance sighed, still leaning into Justin, wondering if he ever would have enough strength to move again. -It's perfect every time. Justin folded his arms on top of Lance's. -I know, still it gets better for every time too. Lance turned his head and kisssed Justin's cheek. -It does. A loud knock startled them. -Hey! a voice called through the door, -are you guys ready? -Oops, Justin said, -think we should get going. -Do we have to? Lance whined. -I want to stay here with you! -As soon as we get back here, Justin promised, -then I'll lock the door and no one will interrupt us. Besides, don't think I won't get you back for this little stunt. -Promise? Lance asked, hugging Justin tightly. -That is a promise, Justin answered. -Now, care to join me in the shower?