booshslashhaven | Happy Birthday Electro

Hello all!
I've decided to pay tribute to a great Slash writer, Booshvert and my bestfriend, Electro_girl on this the day of her birthday.So, in memory of the TCT we enjoyed and and the perverted insinuations we made throughout the evening, I give her this first birthday gift-

Title: Give a little for charity
Author: ~ExMaverick~
Rating: NC-17 just to safe, becuase I'm too much of a pervert to do anything else :p
Pairing: Noel/Russell
Summary:
“…Yeah, that’s Russell alright, he’s quite a generous lover, he didn't just pound me, he caressed me and was pretty gentle...”
Discalimer: Characters not mine, just borrowed, played with, and returned in full working order

Happy Birthday and get better soon Electro_girl, I loves ya!

“…Yeah, that’s Russell alright, he’s quite a generous lover, he didn't just pound me, he caressed me and was pretty gentle...”

Nothing quite perforates the eardrums like the lusty screams of a few hundred fan girls, that much is true. Even when your backstage, sweaty and off your tits when you know full well one of you has to be on stage for a charity gig. At least of course, if you happen to be Russell Brand.

Like most nights for Russell it wasn’t uncommon for him to be up against a wall with his tongue rammed down someone’s throat, nor was it uncommon for that person to be an attractive young man, what made this particular incident unusual was that this time he’d managed to pick up a one very drunk Noel Fielding.

Russell was pretty damn proud of himself, choosing not to acknowledge the fact that Noel’s sobriety might make this particular conquest less of an achievement. It didn’t matter really, he thought, like they say ‘just take the good ones-they’re all you need.
He found himself surprised by the control Noel managed to hold onto after getting so brutally off his face, impressed by the way his tongue responded to being dominated by his own or sucked lightly on. It was at this point Russell also thought to thank he’d kicked the habit, as his now pulsing erection would have been difficult to maintain if he’d still been on the bottle. Grinding his razor sharp hips into that of the groaning other man, he also began to wonder if it was cheating if he could taste the beer and the cheap vodka in Noel’s heated mouth.

“H...how long we got?” Slurred the smaller of the two, tugging clumsily at the other’s skin tight trousers impatiently, his thumbs slipping through the belt loops and pulling him further into his arousal. Russell, pulling away from Noel’s swollen lips grinned to himself.

“I’ll think you’ll find you ain’t going nowhere,” He smirked in his cockney-esque voice, hand slipping under Noel’s chin to expose his throat which he set to work on covering with small pink bites.

Noel pouted mockingly, slipping his hands down the tight space between Russell’s trousers and his bare skin without a second thought.

“I’m on in six,” he considered skin shivering under Noel’s cold hand. Russell cocked an eyebrow and let a grin find its way to the corner of his mouth, realising the situation could invariably go one of two ways, either with a) Being on the receiving end of a rather impromptu hand job, or b) Doing something to get rid of the bulge now forming in the confines of Noel’s jeans.

Now, like most nights for Russell, it wasn’t uncommon for him to be shagging around under a time limit, nor was it uncommon for him to accept sexual favours without giving much in return to the other party, what made this particular situation unusual however, was his sudden desire to go against habit and turn the tables.

“Russellll,” Noel whined childishly, fingertips grazing over the other man’s growing hardness, stroking weakly through restraining fabric.

With that done Russell almost abandoned his decision on delaying self-pleasure, swallowing hard whilst skilfully removing Noel’s hand and bringing his white fingertips to his awaiting lips. Faces an inch apart, Russell’s voice grew coarser and more hushed.

“Six minuets…six minuets…hmm,” He mused seductively, sucking gently at the tips of the smaller man’s cooler fingers “ ‘recon you could come in five?”

Noel’s cheeks flushed as he gave a sluggish smile, muttering
“Maybe”

Russell laughed in amusement before deep throating one of Noel’s digits, causing the smaller man to writhe under him and stifle a heady moan, and then adding slyly-
“Would you like to?”

Noel felt himself twitch as he watched through drunken eyes as the taller man unbuttoned the tight denim of his trousers, sinking to his knees in front of him. Noel squeezed his eyes shut and pushed his head harder against the coarse wall , the pressure on his stiff cock releasing as Russell freed it from its clothed prison, and let out a small gasp when he felt hot breath against his newly exposed flesh.

Russell smiled to himself. Five minuets and counting. He traced the underside of Noel’s fully hardened length torturously slow, palming it from base to head, watching him shudder in his grip. Deliciously, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself, this was a little new.

But what the Hell, He thought himself, feeling Noel squirm under his authoritive grasp after all, give a little for charity.