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booshslashhavenTitle: Truth or dare?
Pairing/people: Mave! :D
Author: That would be me.
Rating: PG-13? (I dunnow if that's right or not D:)
Disclaimer: I don't own Mike or Dave or anybody else, I'm using them as my puppets for a little bit...
Summary: Just an innocent game of truth or dare...
Just a word of warning, I'm crapping myself about this, I haven't slash in about a year, so here goes nothing! Constructive criticism much appreciated! Sorry if it's bad! >.<
It was about 2 in the morning. Everybody was drunk. The after party didn't seem like it was going to stop any time soon. They'd all ended up at Noel and Dee's place, cramming about 20-50 people inside the tiny modern flat. Mike had no idea how many people there were anymore, especially since he had a slight drunken double vision, so for all he knew they were 10 people there, and he just kept seeing them over and over again. Mike guessed that there had been 100 people at the art gallery and all of them went round to the clubs drinking with them after Noel's gallery opening but Mike couldn't remember much after that, because that was when people started buying him drinks. That must have been at about 9, he thought, but then his head started to feel twisty and dizzy. Mike groaned a little, annoyed at himself because he'd made his head hurt. He staggered over to Noel's couch and collapsed onto it.
"You alright there Mike?" Dave grinned at him.
Mike had actually fallen on top of Dave, completely unaware that he'd been sat there. Mike twisted his tiny body round and propped himself up on the couch by his elbows. He smiled sheepishly at Dave and blinked a lot, trying to get his vision to focus. When Dave finally looked like he was just one person, Mike nodded his head and smiled at Dave.
"Alright there" Mike slurred, pushing his glasses up his nose and wobbling slightly at his loss of balance.
Dave laughed and let a small smile play across his face. A drunk Mike was fun, a drunk Mike normally meant him singing 'Start Me Up' by the Rolling Stones very loudly at 3 in the morning and hiding inside cupboards, leaping out of them screaming and scaring whoever was walking past at the time.
"Yeah, I'm alright mate, you look a bit tipsy tho, have you been drinking?" Dave smirked. It took a minute for Mike to work out that Dave was being sarcastic, and in his drunken state couldn't think of a response. He attempted to punch Dave, and promptly toppled off the squashy velour couch and Dave's lap. Mike pointed at Dave from off the floor, wagged his finger at him and told him to 'fuck himself with a goat'. Dave's eyebrows furrowed, and he laughed awkwardly, wondering how drunk Dave actually was.
At that moment, Noel strutted into the living room, his entourage following him at his heels, like a litter of stylish puppies.
"Mike, get up off the floor, what you doing!" he giggled, the heels of his shiny silver boots clicking along the painted splatted wooden floor. "We're gonna play truth or dare, how genius is that?!"
Dave bent over to help the small man up, when Mike wrapped his arms round his neck and smiled at him in an oddly seductive manner. Dave grinned back at him cheekily, and Mike returned it with an over-exaggerated wink that made Dave blush a little. He decided that Mike was extremely drunk, after all, he knew Dave was bi and could take Mike's actions the wrong way they were intended. Little did Mike know that Dave did harbor a little crush on him, and he didn't want to embarrass either of them.
Pretty soon the game was in full swing. So far Julian was in his boxers, Rich was fully naked, Noel was wearing Dee's bra on his head and Russell Brand (of course he was at the party, he was at every party) was getting off with a couple of girls and a guy and none of them had even been dared yet. In fact, Dave seemed to recall he'd seen Rich walking around naked a couple of hours ago.
"I know!" Rich suddenly yelled, sticking his hand up into the air. "I know! Dave, make out withhhhhh...Mike!"
Dave's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. He had been sat for about half an hour with Mike lolling on his shoulder, trying to sober up, and his arm wrapped round Mike's waist to 'stop him from sliding off the couch', so he couldn't really be that surprised that someone thought they should be making out as well. But it still shocked him, Mike wouldn't want to kiss him.
"What a minute, what abou-" Dave started, but was unable to finish as Mike's lips crashed clumsily into his. Dave felt as if a bundle of fireworks had just gone off in his stomach. His insides went fizzy and he couldn't believe what was happening. He was pretty sure all of his bones had just melted as well. He was kissing Mike, and Mike was kissing him back! And Mike felt the same as Dave! Mike felt as though all the alcohol had just drifted out of him, his mind was completely sober, he knew what he was doing and he was glad that he'd finally done it. It was as if they were meant for each other, their lips seemed to fit together like jigsaw pieces, they were both fueled by passion and excitement that they'd never felt before. Mike's hands were running through Dave's thick hair and pulling them closer together as Dave was nibbling on Mike's lip, making him moan a little. It was right, it was so right...
Then Noel spoiled it. He suddenly realised that after about 15 minutes of Mike and Dave passionately kissing each other, they weren't pretending and had to step in and stop them. There was no way he was having Dave 'violate' his little brother any longer.
"Alright now, give up, pack it in will you!" he shouted, annoyed and sounding a little bit nervous. He strode over to his couch and ripped his brother of his best friend.
"'Ere, give up, I'm not having you two get off on my settee haha." he laughed awkwardly and shot a dark look a Dave. In fact, dark didn't even cover it. Dave could practically feel the daggers pierce his skin from the look Noel gave him. But Dave didn't care. As the attention moved on from Dave and Mike to Rich running round on the balcony, Mike re-adjusted his glasses, Dave ruffled his hair back into place and they both looked at each other, with cheeky, sexy smirks on their faces.
"Fancy going to back to mine?" Dave asked, getting up and holding his hand out to Mike.
"Nah." Mike shrugged. Dave's face fell, until he saw Mike grinning at him. "I've got a better idea."
He took Dave's hand into his own tiny one, and pulled himself off the couch. He led Dave over to a door, and opened it to reveal Noel's bedroom.
"Let's really piss him off." he smiled wickedly, pulling Dave into the room and re-attaching his lips to his.
Pairing/people: Mave! :D
Author: That would be me.
Rating: PG-13? (I dunnow if that's right or not D:)
Disclaimer: I don't own Mike or Dave or anybody else, I'm using them as my puppets for a little bit...
Summary: Just an innocent game of truth or dare...
Just a word of warning, I'm crapping myself about this, I haven't slash in about a year, so here goes nothing! Constructive criticism much appreciated! Sorry if it's bad! >.<
It was about 2 in the morning. Everybody was drunk. The after party didn't seem like it was going to stop any time soon. They'd all ended up at Noel and Dee's place, cramming about 20-50 people inside the tiny modern flat. Mike had no idea how many people there were anymore, especially since he had a slight drunken double vision, so for all he knew they were 10 people there, and he just kept seeing them over and over again. Mike guessed that there had been 100 people at the art gallery and all of them went round to the clubs drinking with them after Noel's gallery opening but Mike couldn't remember much after that, because that was when people started buying him drinks. That must have been at about 9, he thought, but then his head started to feel twisty and dizzy. Mike groaned a little, annoyed at himself because he'd made his head hurt. He staggered over to Noel's couch and collapsed onto it.
"You alright there Mike?" Dave grinned at him.
Mike had actually fallen on top of Dave, completely unaware that he'd been sat there. Mike twisted his tiny body round and propped himself up on the couch by his elbows. He smiled sheepishly at Dave and blinked a lot, trying to get his vision to focus. When Dave finally looked like he was just one person, Mike nodded his head and smiled at Dave.
"Alright there" Mike slurred, pushing his glasses up his nose and wobbling slightly at his loss of balance.
Dave laughed and let a small smile play across his face. A drunk Mike was fun, a drunk Mike normally meant him singing 'Start Me Up' by the Rolling Stones very loudly at 3 in the morning and hiding inside cupboards, leaping out of them screaming and scaring whoever was walking past at the time.
"Yeah, I'm alright mate, you look a bit tipsy tho, have you been drinking?" Dave smirked. It took a minute for Mike to work out that Dave was being sarcastic, and in his drunken state couldn't think of a response. He attempted to punch Dave, and promptly toppled off the squashy velour couch and Dave's lap. Mike pointed at Dave from off the floor, wagged his finger at him and told him to 'fuck himself with a goat'. Dave's eyebrows furrowed, and he laughed awkwardly, wondering how drunk Dave actually was.
At that moment, Noel strutted into the living room, his entourage following him at his heels, like a litter of stylish puppies.
"Mike, get up off the floor, what you doing!" he giggled, the heels of his shiny silver boots clicking along the painted splatted wooden floor. "We're gonna play truth or dare, how genius is that?!"
Dave bent over to help the small man up, when Mike wrapped his arms round his neck and smiled at him in an oddly seductive manner. Dave grinned back at him cheekily, and Mike returned it with an over-exaggerated wink that made Dave blush a little. He decided that Mike was extremely drunk, after all, he knew Dave was bi and could take Mike's actions the wrong way they were intended. Little did Mike know that Dave did harbor a little crush on him, and he didn't want to embarrass either of them.
Pretty soon the game was in full swing. So far Julian was in his boxers, Rich was fully naked, Noel was wearing Dee's bra on his head and Russell Brand (of course he was at the party, he was at every party) was getting off with a couple of girls and a guy and none of them had even been dared yet. In fact, Dave seemed to recall he'd seen Rich walking around naked a couple of hours ago.
"I know!" Rich suddenly yelled, sticking his hand up into the air. "I know! Dave, make out withhhhhh...Mike!"
Dave's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. He had been sat for about half an hour with Mike lolling on his shoulder, trying to sober up, and his arm wrapped round Mike's waist to 'stop him from sliding off the couch', so he couldn't really be that surprised that someone thought they should be making out as well. But it still shocked him, Mike wouldn't want to kiss him.
"What a minute, what abou-" Dave started, but was unable to finish as Mike's lips crashed clumsily into his. Dave felt as if a bundle of fireworks had just gone off in his stomach. His insides went fizzy and he couldn't believe what was happening. He was pretty sure all of his bones had just melted as well. He was kissing Mike, and Mike was kissing him back! And Mike felt the same as Dave! Mike felt as though all the alcohol had just drifted out of him, his mind was completely sober, he knew what he was doing and he was glad that he'd finally done it. It was as if they were meant for each other, their lips seemed to fit together like jigsaw pieces, they were both fueled by passion and excitement that they'd never felt before. Mike's hands were running through Dave's thick hair and pulling them closer together as Dave was nibbling on Mike's lip, making him moan a little. It was right, it was so right...
Then Noel spoiled it. He suddenly realised that after about 15 minutes of Mike and Dave passionately kissing each other, they weren't pretending and had to step in and stop them. There was no way he was having Dave 'violate' his little brother any longer.
"Alright now, give up, pack it in will you!" he shouted, annoyed and sounding a little bit nervous. He strode over to his couch and ripped his brother of his best friend.
"'Ere, give up, I'm not having you two get off on my settee haha." he laughed awkwardly and shot a dark look a Dave. In fact, dark didn't even cover it. Dave could practically feel the daggers pierce his skin from the look Noel gave him. But Dave didn't care. As the attention moved on from Dave and Mike to Rich running round on the balcony, Mike re-adjusted his glasses, Dave ruffled his hair back into place and they both looked at each other, with cheeky, sexy smirks on their faces.
"Fancy going to back to mine?" Dave asked, getting up and holding his hand out to Mike.
"Nah." Mike shrugged. Dave's face fell, until he saw Mike grinning at him. "I've got a better idea."
He took Dave's hand into his own tiny one, and pulled himself off the couch. He led Dave over to a door, and opened it to reveal Noel's bedroom.
"Let's really piss him off." he smiled wickedly, pulling Dave into the room and re-attaching his lips to his.
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Date: 2008-12-01 01:35 am (UTC)naughty Mike!
was a real fun story, i liked it alot. LOVE MAVE! im so glad people are starting to write it!
LOVE!
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Date: 2008-12-01 01:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-01 02:16 am (UTC)And I've come to a conclusion.
Why is it always rich who ends up naked for no real reason?
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Date: 2008-12-01 05:31 am (UTC)or Rich just gives off the "I'll get naked if you buy me a lolly" kinda vibe.
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Date: 2008-12-01 05:30 am (UTC)Fab fic, really enjoyed it :) Naughty!Mike is win. And Dave is just... awwwhhhh.
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Date: 2008-12-01 11:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-01 11:51 am (UTC)I'm loving the rebirth of Mave love in the comm at the moment, it be fantastic!
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Date: 2008-12-01 11:52 am (UTC)Twas a most excellent fic =]
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Date: 2008-12-01 05:32 pm (UTC)I feel quite welcomed, thank you! :')
And I think Rich is just the sort of person who would turn up to a party and get naked, he'd probably even arrive naked :P
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Date: 2008-12-02 07:33 am (UTC)Well done, and hello! *waves*
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Date: 2010-01-24 09:01 pm (UTC)