RPS Fic: Relax

[sinderella81]

Wow, I got challegned again ... this time with something I have NEVER attempted ... RPS *gasp* ... so I did it ... and here it is *bites fingernails*

Title: Relax
Author: cinderella81
Pairing: Mike/Tom
Rating: PG-13 maybe?
Summary:  Mike just needs to relax and Tom is willing to help *g*

“Shit, shit, shit!” Mike banged his head on the table in his dressing room. Trying to direct and act at the same time was wearing him out and making him cranky.  He rested his forehead on the table and took a deep breath. Just as he was about to get up, he heard a knock on his dressing room door. “It’s open,” Mike called. 

 

“Hey, what’s going on?” Tom asked, sauntering in and taking a seat next to Mike. He stretched and Mike caught a glimpse of skin across Tom’s stomach as his shirt rose. 

 

“Nothing, just wondering what in the hell I signed myself up for when I decided to direct. I’m not even in every scene and it’s still stressful acting and directing,” Mike said, running a hand over his face.

 

“Trust me, I understand. It’s a challenge. But you’re doing a great job,” Tom said, sliding closer to Mike. 

 

“You think so?” Mike asked. He could feel Tom next to him; so close that he could smell Tom’s shampoo and could feel the heat radiating off his body. 

 

“Absolutely,” Tom said. He scooted closer so that their thighs were touching. Tom let his fingertips drift along Mike’s thigh. He leaned over and began nibbling at Mike’s ear. “You are absolutely fantastic.” The nibbling stopped, and Mike moaned as he felt Tom sucking behind his ear and kissing his neck. One hand cupped the back of Mike’s head and the other began massaging his thigh. Mike wrapped a hand in Tom’s hair and pulled his head so that their lips were touching. Frantically kissing, Mike barely registered Tom lowering the zipper of his pants. He became aware when Tom wrapped his hand around Mike’s achingly hard cock and began to stroke, slowly. Mike moaned, and bucked his hips against Tom’s hand. 

 

“You’re … killing … me …” Mike said between moans and kisses. 

 

“Nah, won’t let that happen,” Tom said with a cheeky grin. Mike wrapped another hand in Tom’s hair as Tom increased his stroking. Tom pressed his lips to Mike’s neck and began sucking and nipping as Mike screamed in release. Mike bucked and moaned and pulled on Tom’s hair as he came. Tom collapsed, rolled over, and pulled Mike on top of him. 

 

“Mmm … well now I’m relaxed,” Mike said with a smile. He felt Tom running fingers over his head and smiled. 

 

“Glad I could help,” Tom replied with a chuckle. “You know it’s a good thing we weren’t in costume, otherwise we’d have a hell of a time explaining the stains to the costume department.” Mike laughed and rested his forehead against Tom’s.

 

“Well, I should probably get cleaned up; I have to be on set soon. In fact, so do you,” Mike said with a grin. He stood up, and headed for the back room to get cleaned up and change. 

 

“Hey, what are you doing later tonight?” Tom asked from the door. Mike looked at him and smiled.

 

“Absolutely nothing; but I think I’ll need someone to come help me relax later tonight. Say, around ten tonight?” Mike asked with a mischievous grin. Tom laughed.

 

“I’m sure something can be arranged,” Tom replied with a smile, and left to let Mike get ready. 

 

As Mike walked out of his dressing room, script in hand, he grinned. He’d never been so relaxed, and he had Tom to thank for it.