This is kind of weird and possibly a bit OCC, but whatever, it makes me giggle. Rated NC-17 for sexual happenings.
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Promise

John Lennon was slightly confused by the actions of a certain Paul McCartney. He’d been staring at him an awful lot lately. And not just blankly, either, but with a fascinated…dare he say…lecherous fixation. He was sure it was all in his mind, but still it left him feeling very odd and a bit turned on.

On one particular night, The Beatles and their entourage were at a party to celebrate something or other. John was in the middle of a conversation with George, the two of them trying to pull a bird or two for the night. He looked up, trying to find Paul to share their usual knowing glance. He was expecting to see Paul chatting up some pretty young thing and meet his gaze, giving him a cheeky smile or wink. Instead, John nearly choked on his own saliva as Paul’s bedroom eyes bore into his mind and he felt himself growing hard.

He wanted to look away, needed to look anywhere but at Paul, but he couldn’t. The moment going on between them lasted far too long, and John blushed slightly, feeling like everyone in the room knew what was going on. Paul seemed totally unfazed and kept his eyes at a constant intensity.

Suddenly, without warning or gesture, Paul walked away and to the back of the building. He stuck his hands in his pockets demurely and rounded the corner. John followed him with his eyes until he was out of sight.

“Excuse me…I just remembered something I have to do.” John blurted, interrupting the girl he was supposed to be listening to, and hurriedly followed Paul around the corner, hoping he’d be able to catch up with him.

He saw the bathroom door close shut and decided to see if it was Paul who just entered. When he pushed the door open, he saw Paul stood in the mirror, combing his hair like he tended to do.

“Oh hey, John.” He smiled innocently at him without turning around. John let the door close behind him and gave Paul a questioning look.

“What’s going on with you? Why’ve you been staring at me? Why’d you just up and leave?”

“Oh, I wanted you to follow me.” Paul said, turning around and sticking his comb into his pocket. He seemed to be buttoning his sleeve even though there was no need, eyes down and looking away from his friend who stood a few feet away.

“Okay, so what do you want?” John’s blood was pounding in his ears. What was Paul up to, and why had he been staring like an animal in heat?

“Well…you.” Paul looked up finally, and started loosening his tie. John felt a spike of something amazing shoot up his spine, but he tried to hide anything he was feeling with a bemused look of misunderstanding. Paul couldn’t have meant that anyways!

“Don’t stand there looking daft. Strip down!” Paul laughed. John jumped slightly, eyes wide and bit at his lip. “Geez, you are useless sometimes. Shocked I’d be the one to initiate this or something? Come on, John, we both knew you weren’t planning anything anytime soon.” Paul walked towards him and began undoing John’s tie and suit buttons.

John had no use but to just stand there and let himself be disrobed. Paul rid him of his jacket and went to work on the buttons underneath. When he felt his exposed chest meet the cold air, John’s senses started to return.

“Paul…we’re the men’s toilet. What do you expect us to be doing?” At these words, Paul stopped suddenly, and John instantly regretted saying them, badly wanting to continue.

“Damn it, you’re right.” He unbuttoned John’s pants, and the latter’s eyes widened once again. “This will have to do for now.” Paul said, sticking his hand into the opened fly and working to get around all the folds of John’s clothes. When he reached his desired destination, he smiled devilishly and wrapped his hand around John’s already attentive cock, finger by finger.

John tried desperately to keep his eyes from fluttering, keeping the same shocked look directed at Paul, but his body jerked with his ragged breathing, giving away the pleasure he felt.

“You’re so fucking stubborn.” Paul cursed under his breath, and gave John’s erection little squeezes as he started moving his hand up and down the shaft slowly.

John threw his head back against the tile, muttering obscenities under his breath. Paul moved the hand that wasn’t busy elsewhere to behind John’s head, bringing him back to him and kissed him slowly to match the pace of the hand on his cock. John moaned as soon as their lips touched, and Paul smiled discreetly against his lips.

He pulled back so their lips were as close as possible without touching, and looked up at John through lidded eyes.

“Do you know what you do to me?” Paul asked, panting. He picked up speed, trying to bring John closer to the edge. John whined into his friends hair at the question, his legs buckling. Paul pressed their torso’s together to keep him from falling.

Paul pulled his face back so that John could fully see him and gave him that same predatory gaze from before. John moaned, unabashedly now. The gaze faltered and turned wanton, and Paul stroked John’s face lovingly.

“I want you…inside me.” His hand was moving furiously on John’s prick now, and Paul knew he was almost there. “Will you fuck me, love? Do you want me like I want you?” He asked tenderly. The words didn’t sound right coming out in such a sweet tone, but it was enough to send John over the edge, and before he knew what was happening, he came hard in Paul’s hand, shouting out “Yes!” in orgasmic release.

Paul closed his eyes and hummed happily, removing his hand from his best mates trousers. John slid down the wall, and Paul took a seat next to him. Just as John looked up to see what was going on, Paul rubbed his cum-coated fingers together, and curiously stuck one into his mouth, giving it a taste. John moaned at the sight and rested his head back against the wall.

“I’m holding you to that, John.” Paul winked and gave one last nudge as he got up from his spot on the floor and left the bathroom.

=O
That was lovely.


LOVE:
"...and why had he been staring like an animal in heat?"

HAHA!

HAHAHA! I'm glad you enjoyed ;D

HAHAHA.
i...awkwardly enjoyed that to believe it or not.
that was very weird to read, especially for me.
but it as actually good LOL

^ Yay! ;D Maybe you're on your way to slashdom! Hah! Jk, probably not. But thanks for reading, love. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy ^_^