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RAFAEL SILVA as CARLOS REYES “Bad Call” — 911: Lone Star, 2.08
SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY
I wanted to join in the fun of this little game and share more of my first ever Tarlos story, Ruined - Chapter 1 is up now. This little bit (maybe a bit more than 7 sentences) is from Chapter 2. I am hoping to get chapter 2 posted in the next couple of days.
With TK pressed up against the bathroom door, Carlos kissed along the man’s neck, savoring the taste of his skin. With one hand gripping tightly at TK’s hair, the other slid between them, unfastening his jeans and invading his space. Fingers coiled around his hardened cock, stroking and tugging in a frenzied manner.
TK mimicked Carlos’s actions. His hand dipping into Carlos’s pants and gripping onto his cock. They pawed at each other and kissed in a way that made them seem desperate for each other.
They switched from kissing along each other’s necks to bruising kisses against each other’s lips and back to the necks again.
Bang bang bang “Hey! Some people gotta take a piss out here!”
Carlos grunted in response. He had every intention of ignoring whoever that was. His hand gripped tighter around TK, tugging slowly and pulling long drawn-out moans from him.
Bang bang bang “I’m getting the manager.”
Ruined (4560 words) by impackinapiece
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Chapter 1 is now up!
Summary:
A trip to visit his uncle in the bustling city of New York unexpectedly leads to a thrilling romance. Years later, he is surprised when that enchanting fling reappears, rekindling old feelings and stirring up a whirlwind of emotions. What will happen when their paths cross again?
WIP Wednesday
A Work In Progress
Hi All! I am new to the fanfic world. Well, I say that because it's been over 15 years since I last wrote any kind of fanfic. But here I am attempting it. This will be my first Tarlos story posted to ao3, but it's not up yet. I thought I'd join in on the wip fun and see how well this snippet is received. I am happy to take any and all advice. Please, if you have any criticisms, be kind and make it constructive. I hope you all enjoy it! I've been having a blast writing it!
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After dinner, TK went straight to his room when they got back to his dad’s house. He didn’t stop to talk and they had been silent on the drive home for the most part. There was a little conversation about how the night had gone, but mostly, it was a quiet ride. Back at the house, TK made a beeline for his room. He should’ve gone home to his place, but it was late and he needed some quick relief. So he stayed at his dad’s place. In his room, he was quick to find himself in the shower and releasing the tension that had built up through the evening.
After his shower, he collapsed on his bed, not even bothering to get dressed. He wanted Carlos out of his head. At least for the rest of the night. He just wanted some peaceful sleep. Unfortunately, the man crept into his dreams and he woke up needing another release.
The morning seemed to move quickly and before he knew it, they were at the firehouse. It was a pretty normal morning so far. Coffee, b.s.ing with his brothers, and just chilling until a call came in.
Hearing his name, TK left the conversation he was in, turning his attention to his dad. But when he looked, his eyes instantly found Carlos and that dry throat thing was a problem once again. He swallowed hard as the man got closer. Fuck, how am I supposed to do my job with him here? He looked so good in the tight hunter-green tee shirt he was wearing. That color really seemed to work for him.
They greeted each other and Carlos was offering up that gorgeous heart-shaped smile of his and it seemed to cause a flipping in TK’s stomach. With his eyes fixated on Carlos, it was his dad’s suggestion that pulled him out of his trance. “Uh, yeah. Sure. Come on, I’ll um, I’ll show you… the kitchen!” He pointed in that direction and led the way.
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“I believe my dad mentioned you’d be riding along with us as well. What size shirt do you wear?” He asked as he moved to grab a firehouse shirt for Carlos. “Here. You’ll need to wear that and uh, pants. There should be some here in the wardrobe.” He opened the wardrobe and pointed out the pants for Carlos to choose from.
“Cool, thanks.” Carlos took a look and found his size. “Um, I’ll just go change then.” He said and gave a nod,
When Carlos left the room to go change, TK fell to the mattress of his bunk, hands covering his face. He had no idea how he was going to make it through the day with Carlos around. Was he staying for the whole shift? He had no clue. He hoped not since there was nothing he could do about his urges.
“What do ya think?” Carlos asked as he came back dressed in the same uniform. “Is it too snug?” He asked with a smirk.
Sitting up on his elbows TK looked at him and he seemed to forget how to breathe. Fuck, he looked sexy as hell. Then Carlos did a spin to show the whole outfit. That and the question did not help. Yes. Yes, it is too snug. “Mm, yeah. Looks good.” He said and pressed his lips tight together as he gave a nod.
Then he heard the bells and he breathed a sigh of relief. Thank you. He thought to himself. He’d never been so happy to hear the bells go off. “That’s our cue.”
TK was up and dashing to the truck, Carlos hot on his heels.
TK STRAND AND CARLOS REYES — in 9-1-1: Lone Star | “The New Hot Mess”
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that tongue action.... mmmm
