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ZMC 1: A Little Alone Time
Since I've been having this problem lately, if you can't seem to read the AN, or any information provided, then I can't be bothered to answer your question if it's answered there. I don't take kindly to idiots. I provide all needed information. So take 10 seconds and read through it please. Thank you.
Title: A Little Alone Time
Fandom: Originals
Novel: Crimson Shadows Side Story
Character: Richard with mentions of others
Word Count: 1221
Beta’d by: DarkAngelDisuke
AN: Please note that all stories that fall under ‘Zoras Stories’ are part of her commission for music. Which is a lot. Thank you.
So, I’m done! With this story maybe. I do hope that this is enjoyed. *smiles happily*
Disclaimer: All characters and creations in this story are MINE. They will continue to be mine. Anything that you can recognize isn’t mine though. The ‘pad? That is my creation. So please don’t use without permission. Thank you.
Warnings for this Chapter: Self loving (masturbation).
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Closing the door behind him with a solid thud, Richard fell back against it with a groan of happiness escaping him. He could still hear the down stairs door close as his friends left, leaving him alone with some work that included an article to be written and a fresh bottle of lube that was collecting dust in his drawer.
It had nearly been a year since the Reams case and he was finally free to relax. Everyone had been rather paranoid about being alone, of leaving anyone else alone for quite a while, but now he was indeed alone, not in the shower and able to do what he really wanted to do.
Pushing away from the door, he padded over to his personal desk, smoothing a hand over the top, still very amazed at the work that Kyender had put into it. Pulling out his chair, he plopped down and picked up his ‘pad, setting up his typing station, plugging in the keyboard and mouse before opening up the file he was to work on that day. Settling in, he started to write about his time with Windfall and the people that he worked with for so long. It was an enjoyable time and took up three hours of his personal time to type out his first year and the hunts.
Saving the file down, Richard stretched his arms over his head, ruffling brown hair before standing up and putting the ‘pad aside on his charger, smiling slightly to himself. He could feel his prick twitching in anticipation of what he was going to do in just a few moments time. Padding out of his room, he flipped on the bathroom light and gathered a couple of wash clothes and a bowl. Turning the hot water on, he filled the bowl with the steaming water before turning the faucet back off. Carefully picking up the bowl and wash clothes, he flipped off the light and walked into his bed room. He sat the bowl down onto a towel on his bedside table after a bit of juggling, he stood straight again and shivered, dark eyes glowing in anticipation.
Licking his lips, Richard shivered again as a curl of lust slowly worked its way through his body. Restraining the urge to bounce, the lean man opened the drawer and dug around, pulling out a new bottle of lube, putting it down on the pillow before looking around. Moving away from the bed, he closed his door and locked it, not wanting to take any chance with his friends coming back early. Setting the lights to low, he hummed contently and palmed his groin through his pants, finding himself half hard as he walked around the bed.
Standing next to it, he tugged his shirt off and dropped it to the floor, before tugging at his jeans zipper. Finally getting it down, he wiggled out of them easily, kicking them to the side, leaving him in his tented boxers. Rubbing his length slowly, he moaned to himself, eyes closing in pleasure before he opened them again and pushed his boxers down. Kicking them o the side, he slid into the bed and settled down onto the bed, moving around until his legs were slightly bent at the knee, feet comfortably on the bed.
Reaching down, he played with the tip of his prick, just teasing himself for a few minutes before drawing his hand away from it, sliding long fingers up his stomach and chest. Tweaking a nipple, he hissed quietly at the tug of pleasure, before gently rolling it, enjoying the pleasure of it. Licking his lips with a low sigh, he shifted, stroking his palm over his pec to tease himself some more. A soft moan escaped as his other hand trailed downwards, playing with the hair that surrounded his cock. Tugging and smoothing down, feeling his erection harden completely, curving towards his chest, twitching with each movement of his hands.
Making soft sounds of pleasure, Richard teased himself until he started to leak against his stomach, his cock red and pulsing. He could never understand why people never took the time to enjoy their pleasure, even if it was created by their own hand.
Tweaking a nipple one last time, he reached down and curled his fingers around his cock, tugging at it gently. He hissed lightly at the feeling of pleasure the move brought him, his hips jerking upwards before he forced himself to rest once more back on the bed.
Wiggling his hips and licking his lips, he hissed again as he drew his hand up his length once more, thumb swiping over the tip. Using his thumbnail, he teased his slit, growling lowly at the sting that added to his delight. Sliding his hand down over his length, he pressed up into the hand, growling as the heat curled through his body.
Groaning, Richard shivered as it curled tightened in his groin, squeezing his hand around his prick and licking his lips once more. He was so close to the edge, feeling his lust curl and heat even more. Using long, slow strokes, his thumb stroking over the moist head, Richard bowed upwards with a loud moan of pleasure and came, shuddering harshly as white spread over his chest, leaving little puddles over his skin.
Groaning as he relaxed once again, body twitching as he came down off of his high, Richard smirked to himself and trailed his fingers through the puddles of come, dragging the sticky substance over his chest. He was feeling pretty damn good; his body feeling content and lazy as he idly lifted his hand and licked at his fingers. Finally content with his clean up, he sat up slowly, his arms and legs feeling muck like noodles and dipped a washcloth into the now warm water. Ringing it out, he took his time in cleaning up the come and lube, trying to remember when had actually opened the bottle.
Pausing when he remembered just when he had, he laughed and cleaned his sac, gently holding his now limp cock out of the way. Dipping the wash cloth into the water, he rinsed it off, feeling better and starting to feel balanced again. Standing up, he checked his sheets, finding them mussed but clean, nodding his head in happiness. Dropping the wash cloth into the water, he used the other one to dry off before wiping off the bottle of lube, dropping it back into the drawer and closing it. Tossing his clothes into the hamper, he gathered his bathroom supplies and his towels, padding to the bathroom after listening to make sure that he was still the only one in the house.
Grabbing the bowl after walking back to his room, he dumped the water and wrung out the wash cloths before tossing them into the hamper. Turning the shower on, he took a quick shower, feeling loose and happy. It was making him hum as he stepped out of the shower finally, drying off and dressing just as the sound of cars filtered into him, drawing a smile to his lips. Tossing his stuff onto his bed in his room, he went to greet his twin and their friends, pausing on the stairs.
“Hey, guys, how was the movie?”
Title: A Little Alone Time
Fandom: Originals
Novel: Crimson Shadows Side Story
Character: Richard with mentions of others
Word Count: 1221
Beta’d by: DarkAngelDisuke
AN: Please note that all stories that fall under ‘Zoras Stories’ are part of her commission for music. Which is a lot. Thank you.
So, I’m done! With this story maybe. I do hope that this is enjoyed. *smiles happily*
Disclaimer: All characters and creations in this story are MINE. They will continue to be mine. Anything that you can recognize isn’t mine though. The ‘pad? That is my creation. So please don’t use without permission. Thank you.
Warnings for this Chapter: Self loving (masturbation).
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Closing the door behind him with a solid thud, Richard fell back against it with a groan of happiness escaping him. He could still hear the down stairs door close as his friends left, leaving him alone with some work that included an article to be written and a fresh bottle of lube that was collecting dust in his drawer.
It had nearly been a year since the Reams case and he was finally free to relax. Everyone had been rather paranoid about being alone, of leaving anyone else alone for quite a while, but now he was indeed alone, not in the shower and able to do what he really wanted to do.
Pushing away from the door, he padded over to his personal desk, smoothing a hand over the top, still very amazed at the work that Kyender had put into it. Pulling out his chair, he plopped down and picked up his ‘pad, setting up his typing station, plugging in the keyboard and mouse before opening up the file he was to work on that day. Settling in, he started to write about his time with Windfall and the people that he worked with for so long. It was an enjoyable time and took up three hours of his personal time to type out his first year and the hunts.
Saving the file down, Richard stretched his arms over his head, ruffling brown hair before standing up and putting the ‘pad aside on his charger, smiling slightly to himself. He could feel his prick twitching in anticipation of what he was going to do in just a few moments time. Padding out of his room, he flipped on the bathroom light and gathered a couple of wash clothes and a bowl. Turning the hot water on, he filled the bowl with the steaming water before turning the faucet back off. Carefully picking up the bowl and wash clothes, he flipped off the light and walked into his bed room. He sat the bowl down onto a towel on his bedside table after a bit of juggling, he stood straight again and shivered, dark eyes glowing in anticipation.
Licking his lips, Richard shivered again as a curl of lust slowly worked its way through his body. Restraining the urge to bounce, the lean man opened the drawer and dug around, pulling out a new bottle of lube, putting it down on the pillow before looking around. Moving away from the bed, he closed his door and locked it, not wanting to take any chance with his friends coming back early. Setting the lights to low, he hummed contently and palmed his groin through his pants, finding himself half hard as he walked around the bed.
Standing next to it, he tugged his shirt off and dropped it to the floor, before tugging at his jeans zipper. Finally getting it down, he wiggled out of them easily, kicking them to the side, leaving him in his tented boxers. Rubbing his length slowly, he moaned to himself, eyes closing in pleasure before he opened them again and pushed his boxers down. Kicking them o the side, he slid into the bed and settled down onto the bed, moving around until his legs were slightly bent at the knee, feet comfortably on the bed.
Reaching down, he played with the tip of his prick, just teasing himself for a few minutes before drawing his hand away from it, sliding long fingers up his stomach and chest. Tweaking a nipple, he hissed quietly at the tug of pleasure, before gently rolling it, enjoying the pleasure of it. Licking his lips with a low sigh, he shifted, stroking his palm over his pec to tease himself some more. A soft moan escaped as his other hand trailed downwards, playing with the hair that surrounded his cock. Tugging and smoothing down, feeling his erection harden completely, curving towards his chest, twitching with each movement of his hands.
Making soft sounds of pleasure, Richard teased himself until he started to leak against his stomach, his cock red and pulsing. He could never understand why people never took the time to enjoy their pleasure, even if it was created by their own hand.
Tweaking a nipple one last time, he reached down and curled his fingers around his cock, tugging at it gently. He hissed lightly at the feeling of pleasure the move brought him, his hips jerking upwards before he forced himself to rest once more back on the bed.
Wiggling his hips and licking his lips, he hissed again as he drew his hand up his length once more, thumb swiping over the tip. Using his thumbnail, he teased his slit, growling lowly at the sting that added to his delight. Sliding his hand down over his length, he pressed up into the hand, growling as the heat curled through his body.
Groaning, Richard shivered as it curled tightened in his groin, squeezing his hand around his prick and licking his lips once more. He was so close to the edge, feeling his lust curl and heat even more. Using long, slow strokes, his thumb stroking over the moist head, Richard bowed upwards with a loud moan of pleasure and came, shuddering harshly as white spread over his chest, leaving little puddles over his skin.
Groaning as he relaxed once again, body twitching as he came down off of his high, Richard smirked to himself and trailed his fingers through the puddles of come, dragging the sticky substance over his chest. He was feeling pretty damn good; his body feeling content and lazy as he idly lifted his hand and licked at his fingers. Finally content with his clean up, he sat up slowly, his arms and legs feeling muck like noodles and dipped a washcloth into the now warm water. Ringing it out, he took his time in cleaning up the come and lube, trying to remember when had actually opened the bottle.
Pausing when he remembered just when he had, he laughed and cleaned his sac, gently holding his now limp cock out of the way. Dipping the wash cloth into the water, he rinsed it off, feeling better and starting to feel balanced again. Standing up, he checked his sheets, finding them mussed but clean, nodding his head in happiness. Dropping the wash cloth into the water, he used the other one to dry off before wiping off the bottle of lube, dropping it back into the drawer and closing it. Tossing his clothes into the hamper, he gathered his bathroom supplies and his towels, padding to the bathroom after listening to make sure that he was still the only one in the house.
Grabbing the bowl after walking back to his room, he dumped the water and wrung out the wash cloths before tossing them into the hamper. Turning the shower on, he took a quick shower, feeling loose and happy. It was making him hum as he stepped out of the shower finally, drying off and dressing just as the sound of cars filtered into him, drawing a smile to his lips. Tossing his stuff onto his bed in his room, he went to greet his twin and their friends, pausing on the stairs.
“Hey, guys, how was the movie?”