Pinto fic!

Aug. 7th, 2009 09:25 am
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Title: Play Me Like a Theremin
Author: [livejournal.com profile] rockinhamburger 
Rating: NC-17. Anything less would just be a letdown, wouldn't it?
Summary: He began searching frantically for his keys, which he could not, for the life of him, locate in the depths of his canvas bag. Not with Christopher-fucking-Pine breathing -- panting! -- in his ear and rutting against Zach shamelessly.
Notes: So, this is a response to the following prompt at the wonderful kink meme: It occurs to me that I don't think I've seen this yet (but would be quite happy to be pointed to preexisting fic that meets these requirements): Zach riding Chris's dick. At first he's kind of sultry and then he's kind of aggressive ... I've been meaning to finish it for a while, and I finally found inspiration for it this morning. So here you go!


Despite the two pitchers of beer they'd enjoyed in the course of their evening out, Zachary rather thought they hadn't consumed enough alcohol to warrant Chris' current behaviour. Slight inebriation did not explain their current positions, and quite frankly, it simply wasn't fair that someone who looked as good as Chris always did, could be so fucking skilled at kissing. It made Zach's head spin (and his dick painfully hard).

Zach and Chris had been sharing a smoke next to his car (Zach had a strict rule about not smoking in his car, a rule he expected everyone, including himself, to adhere to at all times) in the parking lot behind the club, and suddenly Chris had thrown the cigarette over his shoulder, pushed Zach up against his car, and pressed an urgent, searing kiss to Zach's mouth.

And damn it, Chris seemed to know exactly what Zach liked. One of Chris' hands was in his hair, tilting Zach's head so he could kiss Zach more deeply, and his other hand was stealing up under Zachary's shirt, exploring the skin of his lower back.

Zach was too shocked to clearly register where his own hands were, but he vaguely thought they might be pulling Chris closer, cupping the side of Chris' face, gripping his biceps, and the nape of Chris's neck.

After several minutes, Zachary pulled away breathlessly, and even though he had about nine different questions on the tip of his tongue, he said shakily, "come on, let's - let's go to my place."

Chris wordlessly went around the car and got in the passenger's side. Zach climbed into his seat, took an unsteady breath to calm his fast-beating heart and throbbing cock, and started the car.

On the drive over (which was thankfully fairly short), Chris said nothing. Zach put the radio on so they wouldn't have to sit in silence, and tapped his fingers impatiently against the steering wheel, too grateful for the sound in the car to change the station when a song by Nickelback started up. Zach was saved, however, by Chris, who apparently also disliked Nickelback.

Only a few minutes later, he pulled into his garage, killed the engine, and tried very hard not to sprint from the car. When he reached the door from the garage into his house, he began searching frantically for his keys, which he could not, for the life of him, locate in the depths of his canvas bag. Not with Christopher-fucking-Pine breathing -- panting! -- in his ear and rutting against Zach shamelessly. Not with words like, "Fuck, you're so fucking hot, hurry up, come on," invading Zach's thoughts, and making him so aroused he was forced to momentarily abandon his search.

With another unsuccessful attempt at a calming breath, he closed his hands around his keys, thrust the appropriate one into the lock, and then the door was banging open, and Zach found himself pressed against the wall of the entrance way. Zach let out a guttural moan, hips stuttering against Chris's, his hands bracketing the sides of Chris' head to pull that hot, pliant mouth to his own.

Chris moaned in his mouth, and Zach's responsive groan echoed in the quiet of the house. It brought Zach back down for a moment, not enough to make him stop what he was doing, but at least enough to remind him just what he was doing, and with whom.

And then Chris's hand strayed downward, unfastened Zach's jeans, and closed itself around Zach's erection, and Zach stopped thinking altogether. He bit down on Chris's bottom lip, snarling into that gorgeous mouth.

"Oh... Zach," Chris moaned.

And that one word, his name said in such a reverent manner, sliced Zach open. He pulled away with as much self-restraint as he could manage and very nearly growled, "get your hot ass in my bedroom immediately."

Chris hastened to obey him, rushing up the stairs with Zach trailing after him. The walk to his bedroom helped him to restore some of his long deteriorated calm, and when he entered his room to find Chris stripping himself of his shirt, when he saw those finely-toned muscles straining with each movement, his mouth went dry.

"Take your pants off."

Chris almost ripped his jeans off in his hurry to get them off.

"Bed. Now," Zach commanded, in a voice he almost didn't recognize.

Chris nearly threw himself on to the bed. and then he looked up at Zach, arousal so clear in his expression that Zach faltered for a moment.

"Zach," Chris moaned, closing his eyes briefly, "please get over here."

Zach stripped in record time, and crawled up on to his bed toward Chris.

"Fuck, Zach, you're so hot," Chris breathed, throwing his head back and reaching down to grasp and stroke his dick.

"Stop that," Zach ordered when he'd aligned himself with Chris properly, his lips hovering over Chris's, his heart pounding with exhileration despite their near lack of movement.

"Fuck me." Chris gazed up at Zach, his eyes half-lidded with lust.

"No," Zach said, pressing his lips to the pulse point at Chris's throat and sucking gently at the skin there, delighting in the moan it elicited. "I'm going to ride you."

Chris sat up immediately, staring hard at Zach. "God, Zach." He kissed Zach thoroughly, hands coming up to grab Zach's hips in order to pull him closer.

Zach reached over without disentangling himself (thanks, yoga), burrowed in the top drawer of his bedside table until he found lube and a condom, and pulled them out, grinning in triumph.

Then he pushed up on to his knees, spread some of the lube on his fingers, and reached around himself to press a slick finger inside. "Just watch," Zach said absently, hips unconsciously rocking into the thrust of his finger. Chris moaned appreciatively, head tipped back, watching Zach as if he were a particularly engaging movie.

Zach pressed a second finger inside himself, biting his lip to keep from moaning abashedly when they just barely brushed his prostate. Desperate to get this moving along, he pressed a third and final finger into his entrance, stretching himself out, his breath uneven.

After a short time of preparation, he pulled his fingers out, unrolled the condom on to Chris's dick,  and wrapped a firm, sure hand around it, spreading a good measure of the lube from head to balls. Arranging himself in the proper position, poised just above Chris's straining cock, his heart pounding in his chest, he gazed down at Chris, who looked, to Zach, like a Greek god laid out for him. "Ready?" he asked, just to be sure.

"Fuck, yes!" His eyes met Zach's unwaveringly.

Zach closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and slowly, oh so slowly, lowered himself on to Chris's lap, guiding Chris's cock into his entrance. Zachary had intended to be slow about it, but as his body allowed Chris entrance, he couldn't stop himself from thrusting down hard, moaning as Chris's cock pressed against his prostate.

Chris responded to the thrust with a stream of words, all of them practically sobbed out from pleasure. "Oh, oh, oh, fuck, oh god, yeah, fuck, Zach, Zach, Zach, you feel so good, so hot, so tight, fuck."

And that's pretty much when Zach went wild with lust.

With a gasp of, "fuck, Chris," he began riding the man beneath him, alternating between short and quick downward thrusts, and long thrusts where he'd pull all the way up before slamming right back down again. He found the sensation was a little bit like coming home, and he was practically incoherent with pleasure, babbling nonsensical words, vaguely aware that Chris was just as undone.

Finally, he found an angle that brushed his prostate on each thrust, and he closed one hand around his own cock, working it furiously. Chris, suddenly and without warning, grabbed Zach's hips and began to meet each thrust, sobbing a broken "Zach!" every time.

"Yeah, Chris, that's it, god, almost there," he groaned, the words flying out of him without apparent thought. He clenched down on Chris's dick, throwing his head back and moaning out loud at the sensation of Chris coming hard and fast inside of him, those hands clenching around Zach's hips as his orgasm ripped through him.

With a sight as hot as that, Zach felt he could hardly be blamed for coming in hot spurts all over Chris's chest, moaning and sobbing a breathless "Chris!" through his own climax.

He quickly pulled up and off as Chris removed the condom, tying it, and lobbed it into the trashcan beside Zach's bed, before coming to rest beside Zach where he'd just collapsed, boneless.

"Fucking hell, Zachary," Chris muttered, an arm curling around Zach to pull him closer.

"Right back at you, Christopher," he teased, but Chris squeezed his side affectionately.

"Is this..." Chris began after almost of minute of silence, pausing thoughtfully. "Is this a - a thing?"

Zach looked over and into Chris' eyes. He hesitated for only a moment before admitting candidly, "I'd like it to be."

"Good." Chris leaned over to press a short kiss to Zach's lips, smiling into it. Zach responded easily, warmth spreading through his body, and pulled Chris closer after another moment.


Fin.


So I'm not sure how I feel about this, to be honest. I've been sitting on it for a few weeks now, and I'm not sure the wait gave much to it. I'll turn it over to you lovely people, since I have no Pinto beta, and no Pinto fans IRL, to badger for reactions. I hope you liked it, although I apologize for any errors you did find in it; as I say, I don't have a beta for my Pinto work just yet, so if you see anything ugly, please let me know!

And please leave a comment on your way out. I treasure them! Thanks for reading!

Date: 2009-08-07 01:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heddaberry.livejournal.com
GUH. *word!fail* Commanding!Zach just... NGH.

Not that this needed it, but I cannot imagine you'd have any trouble finding a beta, my god. (The only thing I saw was that they're at Zach's place and he asks Chris where the lube is.) And hey, if you ever need a beta, hit me up. :D

Date: 2009-08-07 02:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
Oh SHIT! *flushes*

Well, thank you for your nice comments! Glad you liked it!

Date: 2009-08-07 02:36 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-08-07 02:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
:D Thanks for reading!

Date: 2009-08-07 03:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] filthgoblin.livejournal.com
One of my favourite things is someone who bottoms on top. Yum. Great big yum.

Also, if you need a Pinto beta, I'm available. Filthgoblin AT hotmail DOT co DOT uk

Date: 2009-08-08 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
That's one of my favourite things, too. I read a ridiculously hot Kirk/Bones fic where Kirk bottomed from the top, and I think I can safely say it created the kink I find myself indulging in today.

So glad you liked it. And thank you for offering your beta skills. If anything Pinto-related comes up for me, I'll be sure to send my first drafts your way!

Thanks!

Date: 2009-08-07 05:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anythingever.livejournal.com
Reading this at work was a mistake. A big one. This was soo hot. I love how they just fell together and never talked about it - such dudes! Love it!

Date: 2009-08-08 05:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
Ahaha, yeeeeah, this isn't really appropriate reading material for work. But I'm glad to hear it was an effective piece, at any rate!

And thank you so much for that comment! That's definitely something I was going for, so it's great to hear it came across!

Date: 2009-08-07 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lady-razzle.livejournal.com
Pretty durn hot, I'd say!

*wipes up drool*


(I tried to post this earlier and i think it failed; sorry if it shows up twice.)

Date: 2009-08-08 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoyed it!

*hands you a cloth*


(Don't worry, I don't mind at all!)

Date: 2009-08-08 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eyesofshinigami.livejournal.com
I have to say that was pretty damn hot. ♥_♥ The idea of Zach riding Chris is just mind-blowing. Rawr.

If you'll excuse me now, I need to go collect the bits of my brain that have leaked out of my ears. Oh, but a what a wonderful brain-melting it was...

:D

Date: 2009-08-08 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
*blushes*

Wow, what a comment! Thank you so much for the kind, flattering words. I agree, the idea of Zach riding Chris is mind-blowing, and impossible to resist, hence my having written it. Glad it worked for you!

*follows you with a bucket to help collect*

Thank you so much!
From: [identity profile] onihime-sama.livejournal.com
Oh and Zachary fingering himself? AWESOME.
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
I'm glad someone appreciated that addition. I just had to include it! There is no other band equal to my hatred of Nickelback!

Definitely awesome!

Really glad you enjoyed this, and thanks for taking the time to read and comment!

Date: 2009-08-08 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ewinfic.livejournal.com
Um, my mouth went dry from the hottness? *gulp*

And whoa HEY I just wrote a thing where there's a little bit of ridin' goin' on and... maybe we can turn this into a TREND. A VERY VERY GOOD AND PLEASING TREND.

Chris had thrown the cigarette over his shoulder, pushed Zach up against his car, and pressed an urgent, searing kiss to Zach's mouth.

The kiss was amazing, I love the grabbing biceps part. (I grab biceps whenever the opportunity arises.)

And holy FUCK them not being able to keep their hands off each other while Zach's trying to get his keys out and the entryway? I SO LOVE THAT.

He pulled away with as much self-restraint as he could manage and very nearly growled, "get your hot ass in my bedroom immediately."

Never before have I so fervently wished that ZQ could be commissioned to read our fics out loud.

Chris responded to the thrust with a stream of words, all of them practically sobbed out from pleasure. "Oh, oh, oh, fuck, oh god, yeah, fuck, Zach, Zach, Zach, you feel so good, so hot and tight, fuck."

UNF.

Everything else: UNF UNF UNF.

coming in hot spurts

I never stop loving that turn of phrase.

In summary: UNF.

Date: 2009-08-08 06:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
Oh my god, hon, I'm giggling like a maniac, first at the fact that you read this at all, second, at the fact that you commented, and finally, that you left such an awesome, blush-inducing one!

I did a quick re-read of this before reading your comment (I do that so I don't have to go back up and remind myself what's being referenced in a comment), and I found so many things I hated about it, that I want to change, but your comment just made me so happy.

You voiced your appreciation (is that what we're calling it these days, self?) for things in this piece that I spent so much time considering, so I really am very glad you enjoyed them. The key-scrambling was THE FIRST thing that came to my mind when I read the prompt (apart from, duh, Zach riding Chris), and I really wanted to include that detail. Is there anything hotter than trying to do menial tasks and failing due to arousal? (Short answer: yes. But it's still quite hot, and I love writing it). The cigarette James Dean moment was another of those early imaginings, so I'm happy you liked it.

Also, I'm ecstatic the Chris-babble wasn't overdone. I was afraid it would come off as tacky or cheesy porn. So yay!

And YES re: GRABBING BICEPS. Whenever I see a pair of well-toned biceps, I always want to grab and lick them. And Chris's biceps are magic, so they must always be acknowledged!

Thank you SO MUCH for this lovely comment. My response is getting to be almost as long as the fic, so I'll stop flailing. But seriously, thank you!

:D

Date: 2009-08-08 06:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ewinfic.livejournal.com
Well, DUR, you're awesome. :D

We're always harder on our own writing than we are on that of others. I rip my own to SHREDS quite a lot.

Regarding the babble: dirty talk is such a challenge. You kind of have to do it with one eye closed, because if you try to go back and edit it, it stops making any sense. I've had this problem. But that doesn't change the fact that dirty talk is so bloody freakin' awesome that we need it ALL THE TIME. Whoa.

Date: 2009-08-09 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] high-flyer87.livejournal.com
Is it wrong that this was my favorite part?...

On the drive over (which was thankfully fairly short), Chris said nothing. Zach put the radio on so they wouldn't have to sit in silence, and tapped his fingers impatiently against the steering wheel, too grateful for the sound in the car to change the station when a song by Nickelback started up. Zach was saved, however, by Chris, who apparently also disliked Nickelback.

XD

Only kidding...well, half-kidding...I loved all of it. Seriously too fucking hot for words.

Also, the lack of Pinto friends IRL is a travesty. And I feel your pain. I've been working on my friends, but they just don't get it. Which is beyond shocking, but hey, oh well. At least I tried :D

Date: 2009-08-09 04:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
Not wrong at all, in fact I'm relieved that it seems to have gone over well. It was one of the last lines I added to the story, and I hesitated because I didn't want to offend anyone. But then I thought, "what the hell," and I just put it in! So yay that you liked it!

So glad it was hot! That's what I was going for!

I have one friend would understand completely, and a few friends who know about my regular fandom life, but do not know how happily I ship these two RL people. I try to avoid bringing it up, 'cause when I do, they don't seem to appreciate it.

Whatevs. We know it's hot!

Thanks for reading and commenting!

Date: 2009-08-09 11:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] high-flyer87.livejournal.com
I'm glad you decided to add it! I like a world where ZQ and Chris hate Nickleback XD

I have one friend who understands my love for Pinto. We humor each other's little fandom obsessions (she's obsessed with Tokio Hotel...I'm really not, but I humor her nonetheless), but I don't think she'd ever get into them like I am. Oh well. Maybe someday we'll have a giant Pinto gathering and we can all meet each other! That would be fun XD
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Date: 2009-08-09 05:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
...

You just gave me a list of things you liked in my story. You are fucking amazing!!!!!!

I'm so happy that you liked all those things! I'm freaking out a little. You are my favourite Pinto author (arguably my favourite internet author, period), so your opinion is GOLD to me. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

xoxox

Date: 2009-08-20 02:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smutjunkie.livejournal.com
This...this was HOT. I know I should be squeeing over toppy!Zach but I cannot get over horny!Chris. That guy should just always be pressed up against a hot tight body and demanding sex acts. Jesus.

Date: 2009-08-20 03:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
Well, that's certainly true! We need horny!Chris all the time.

I'm really glad you liked this. Thank you for reading and commenting!!



*facepalm* On it.

Date: 2009-08-29 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luna-moonsilver.livejournal.com
:O hooooooooooooooot hot hot. That was sooooo good :D

"Take your pants off."

Chris almost ripped his jeans off in his hurry to get them off.

"Bed. Now," Zach commanded, in a voice he almost didn't recognize.


GUH! Hot, commanding Zach Quinto? Are you trying to kill us?

"Fucking hell, Zachary," Chris muttered, an arm curling around Zach to pull him closer.

"Right back at you, Christopher," he teased, but Chris squeezed his side affectionately.

"Is this..." Chris began after almost of minute of silence, pausing thoughtfully. "Is this a - a thing?"


I love that bit, too, though :) it's just so cute and normal :D

OH, and the beginning ofc, with the sudden Chris kissing Zach and the omg and ...

Loved it :) <3~

Date: 2010-02-07 09:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greenappleseas.livejournal.com
ok soooo...a million years after this is posted, i stumble upon it, and... HOLY SHIT, GIRL. YOU MELTED MY BRAIN, I THINK. this was so scorching hot, i can't even...nnnnnngh. i think you hit like 5 of my kinks with this one fic. fantastic job ♥

xo

Date: 2010-02-11 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockinhamburger.livejournal.com
I MELTED YOUR BRAIN!? That's so amazing! I'm extremely flattered by your reaction to this. It's my baby; my first real fic in the fandom, so I'm really glad you liked it!

Date: 2010-12-23 09:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceresvulcan.livejournal.com
.....my brain is dead. I have no words. Just a guttural sound of "Uhhhhh." *falls off chair*

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