A TiRN Outtake

[edgewareroad]

Title: It All Began With A Noodle

Author: edgewareroad (Eloise! With help and moral support from the dazzling clovermews !)

Disclaimer: As is also the case with thisisreallynow, the characters are all borrowed from the wonderful J.K. Rowling. 
Pairing/Characters: Teddy/James
Rating: PG-13/R? I am terrible at rating...  
Warnings: The highest rated fic I've ever written! Which is to say: Snogging! Shirtless characters from TiRN! (I am incapable of anything more intense, it would seem.)

 

The single noodle arched gracefully over the kitchen table, landing in Teddy Lupin’s hair and sticking.

“You ought to play qudditch,” he laughed, not bothering to remove the pasta from just above his right eye.

James merely smirked in that wicked way particular to him, something around the eyes. Recognizing that their quiet dinner had come to an abrupt end, Teddy began to gather the dishes. Then, catching James’s eye, he crunched up his nose and, instantly, his hair turned a deep, spaghetti-sauce red.

“Oh, I’ve missed you”  

Smiling, Teddy scooped up their plates and headed for the sink, shaking the rogue noodle into the open rubbish bin as he went.

He let the hot water run over his hands for a moment before answering, “I’ve missed you, too. There’s not nearly enough food fighting in my life without you.”

Teddy could hear James rummaging for biscuits already. “I think there are some chocolate ones in the cabinet just there,” he said, absently gesturing with his elbow. “Or we can nip round the corner and pick up more if you like, and we can start the tea in just-”

“You and your tea” James’s voice sounded muffled from inside one cabinet or another.

As the water began to steam and burn his hands, Teddy reached for the soap. He liked doing things the Muggle way when James was over. It made their nights in Teddy’s flat seem like a holiday, something totally separate from the world of their childhood.

Without warning, he suddenly found James’s body pressed against his back. Surprised, Teddy dropped the dish he was holding, sloshing water from the nearly full sink down his front.

 “James, you can’t ju-“ he began, laughing and wiping soap suds from his cheek, but stopped abruptly as James’s hand began to slip underneath his shirt.

“Shhh. No more talking,” James whispered against his ear. His tickling breath caused Teddy’s back to arch involuntarily. James responded by pressing closer, pushing Teddy uncomfortably into the wet counter.

Teddy found it difficult to care, however, as James’s hands began to wander up his bare chest and James’s lips began to move lightly against the back of his neck. Teddy reached out blindly to turn off the tap as he leaned over his left shoulder, meeting James’s cheek with his own. Grasping Teddy’s torso, James turned him around forcefully. Their hips and their mouths were pressed together in an instant.

His hands around James’s lower back, Teddy began to guide him backwards without breaking the connection. James moved surprisingly gracefully, his footsteps matching Teddy’s in reverse. As his back hit the wall, James smirked into the kiss. Pulling away, Teddy buried his face in James’ shoulder, his cheeks burning lightly with embarrassment.

“Let’s get you out of this wet shirt,” James said, his amusement apparent in every syllable. Quickly pressing a kiss to the side of Teddy’s head, James grabbed the shirt at the hemline and unceremoniously yanked it off, leaving Teddy with grin playing at the corner of his mouth. James threaded one hand into Teddy’s now wild hair and brought another around to Teddy’s lower back.

Suddenly, there was a hint fear and perhaps guilt in Teddy’s eyes. “James, maybe we shouldn’t d-“

“Shhh” James whispered again. Pressing their mouths together and pulling Teddy forward, James felt his own back hit the wall again. Teddy shivered as James ran his tongue gently over his lips before deepening the kiss. The sensation of James’s hands playing across his exposed stomach and James’s thumb hooked into his waistband sent chills down Teddy’s spine. Teddy leaned it, confident this time, grasping the back of James’s neck and pressing their bodies together.

Then they were flipped, Teddy being pushed into the wall, hard. James’s knee found its way between his legs, and Teddy could feel James pressed firmly against his thigh. He gasped as James bit his lower lip gently, testing. James reached for his own shirt, quickly tossing it carelessly to the floor behind him. Their bare chests met, the warmth of James’s body more than making amends for the relative cold of the wall against Teddy’s skin. Tentatively moving his fingers against James ribcage, Teddy began to explore. James growled his encouragement in the back of this throat, and this time Teddy smiled against his lips. Abruptly, Teddy could feel James’s mouth at the skin just below his ear. His tongue moved gently against Teddy’s neck, wrenching a soft, guttural sound from Teddy’s throat, before he kissed his way back up to meet lips with lips. 

But as James’s fingers found Teddy’s zip, Teddy’s hand found James’s chest. His palm pressed firmly just under James’s rib cage, Teddy broke the kiss and locked eyes with James.

“Stop,” he said quietly, “James, I think you should stop.”

“Teddy. Fuck it. I wa-“

“And I don’t want you to regret anything,” Teddy interrupted, his other hand gently taking hold of James’s and intertwining their fingers. 

“But…please?”

Teddy firmed his resolve, and tried not to think about how much he wanted to keep going. “It’s not…I…Not tonight, James. I want to…someday, but it’s too soon.” he responded, before adding softly. “I don’t want anyone getting hurt.”

James relented at the pleading look on Teddy’s face. “Okay. Okay. But…would you mind if I took a shower?”

“Right. Of course not. Go right ahead” he squeezed James’s hand. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I understand,” he answered, smiling wickedly once more as he headed to the toilet.

Teddy sighed as he disappeared, sinking to the floor against the wall.

 

Comments

[clovermews.livejournal.com]

AS IF YOU COULD OUT-RUN ME! AS IF YOU COULD FIGHT ME OFF! I AM THE WORLD'S MOST DANGEROUS PREDATOR! I *WILL* KILL YOU WITH MY CHAGRIN.

Heehee. TiRN = Mah Life.


(Wow I'm a dork)

[edgewareroad.livejournal.com]

Sorry, were you saying...something? ::DAZZLED::

Hah! Right there with you, lady.

[clovermews.livejournal.com]

AH HA! I HAVE OVERCOME YOU WITH MY SPARKLY. EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO PUT ON MY PEA COAT AND BEIGE SWEATER.

:-P