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Kiss And Make Up	By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Bon Jovi Views: 1547 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Bon Jovi. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Kiss And Make Up
Author: Cassie Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Bon Jovi
Categories: Richie Sambora/Alec John Such, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write.
Disclaimer: Alec John Such & Richie Sambora are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Summary: Richie pouts until he gets what he wants, then regrets it when Alec turns the situation around on him, tormenting him all night

Alec shook his head. "No way, man. You're gonna poke my eye out with that thing."

"No, I won't." Richie promised, trailing his fingers down Alec's cheek. "But I might if you don't stay still." He picked up the eyeliner pencil again, rolling his eyes as Alec pulled away, eyeing him warily.

"Why am I letting you do this?"

Richie grinned and kissed him on the lips. "Because you love me."

Alec laughed. "I really must if I'm letting you put that shit on my face."

"Does that mean you're gonna let me do it?"

"Will it shut you up?" Richie nodded, grin spreading as Alec sighed and relented. "Ok." He agreed. "But just this once."

"Thank you," Richie kissed him quickly, tongue slipping past his lips, and back agaiagain before Alec could react. "Now sit still." He held Alec's chin in one hand, tilting his face up to the light, chewing on his top lip in concentration as he drew around Alec's eyes with black kohl pencil, leaning in and smudging it with his thumb. "There, all done." He spun the chair around so that Alec could see himself in the mirror. "What do you think?"

"It's... uhmm… different."

Richie's face fell. "You don't like it, do you?"

Alec span in the chair to face Richie. "I'm sorry." He glanced down at the erection tenting Richie's pants, hand reaching out to massage him through the denim. "But I'm guessing you lik?"
?"

Richie groaned and thrust into Alec's hand, steadying himself by gripping onto his lover's shoulders. "Y... Yeah." He crushed his lips to Alec's, pushing forward and straddling his lap. His fingers tangled in Alec's dark hair and he deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue into the other man's mouth, hips starting to thrust forward.

Alec moaned. "Richie, wait… sound check…"

"Fuck sound check."

"I'd rather fuck you."

"That's what I was hoping you'd say," Richie grinned and slid off the chair, pulling to to his feet and dragging him over to the bed. He pushed him down and made quick work of stripping his clothes off him, running his fingers along Alec's sides until he was writhing on the bed, trying to twist away from Richie.

Theies mes met and both stilled, wide grins growing on their faces. Richie leaned down, plastering his body over Alec's as their lips met again. Alec broke the kiss, flipping them over so that he was on top, straddling Richie's hips.

"Why are you still dressed?" Alec complained, unbuttoning Richie's shirt and pushing it down his arms. He ran his hands over the flat expanse of Richie's chest, pausing to pinch and flick his nipples, causing the guitarist to arch up with a loud gasp. He grinned and dipped his head, teasing one of the hard nubs with his teeth.

"Al… Alec, please… "

Alec grinned and looked up, catching Richie's eyes. He caught the nipple he'd been sucking on with his teeth, worrying it gently before nibbling on it.

Richie arched up with a strangled cry, grabbing Alec's head as the bassist pinched his other nipple hard. He whimpered and writhed on the bed under Alec, thrusting up against him.

"Al… Alec…" He panted, dragging him up for another kiss, wrapping his legs around Alec's waist.

Alec moaned and deepened the kiss. He pressed himself against Richie, their hard cocks rubbing against each other. He tangled his fingers in Richs das dark hair, rocking desperately against him. He hissed at the touch of Richie's lips to his ear.

Richie nibbled on Alec's earlobe before dipping his tongue into the shell. "Alec… want you. Fuck me!" Alec shivered and Richie repeated his breathy request. Richie wriggled out from under Alec, feeling his lover's dark-lined eyes watching him as he moved to his hands and his knees on the bed. He looked back over his shoulder at Alec. "Fuck me," he whispered again, grinning as Alec's pink tongue darted out to wet his lips. When Alec still didn't move, Richie growled low in his throat. "Alec, please…"

Alec shook himself and jumped on the bed behind Richie, running his hands over the guitarist's rounded ass. "So nice" he purred, laughing as Richie shivered under his touch.

Richie moaned as Alec's hands slid around to play with his balls, his head dropping forward. "Please," he whispered yet again, knowing he was begging but not caring.

The lube was on the table next to the bed and Alec reached out for it, preparing Richie's ass with one hand while the other slowly pumped his cock until Richie was rocking back against Alec, breath coming in moaned gasps.

"Ready?" Alec plastered himself against Richie's back, chin resting on his shoulder as he held his cock against Richie's ass.

Richie swallowed heavily. "Yes," he moaned, rocking back against Alec. He tensed, forcing himself to relax, breathing hard as Alec pushed into him until he was all the way in before stilling.

Shifting his grip on Richie's hips, Alec's fingers curled around Richie's erection, lazily pumping his cock until the guitarist had adjusted to being filled and started pushing back.

"Alec… fuck… just do… just…uhh please… fu… uh… Alec…"

Alec laughed breathlessly at Richie's pleas and obeyed, pulling his cock almost fully out before slamming back in, again and again, pumping Richie's cock with the same furious pace.

Richie arched up, thrusting back up against Alec's cock, and down into his fist, tensing as he came, white-hot pleasure coursing through his veins, starbursts behind his eyes. He bit down on his lower as as he tried not to scream, hips pistoning as he coated Alec's hand with his come. His arms shook with the strain of holding himself up and he collapsed as Alec bit down on his shoulder, muffling his own shouts of pleasure as he came.

They fell to their sides on the bed, Alec wrapping his arms around Richie from behind, lips and tongue soothing the red bite mark he'd left. He ran his fingers over the bruise and apologised to Richie.

Richie rolled over to face Alec and tipped his chin up with a finger, kissing him on the lips. "Doesn't matter," he reassured him, leaning in for a deeper, more passionate kiss.

An amused cough sounded from the foot of the bed and they pulled apart, blushing as they looked down at a laughing Jon.

"I should've known…" Jon rolled his eyes, still grinning. "Sound check, remember?"

Richie's blush deepened and he pulled the sheet up over himself, staring down at the bed, avoiding looking at Jon.

Alec ran his fingers softly over Richie's shoulder and grit his teeth. "Ever heard of knocking."

"I did." Jon tipped his head to the side to look at Alec. "No reply, and the door was open."

Alec scowled. "What do you want, Jon?"

"Sound check." Jon repeated. "Difficult to do with no guitarist and no bassist."

Richie nodded. "We’ll be down in a couple of minutes," he promised.

"OK," Jon turned and walked across the room to the door. He paused, hand on the doorknob, and looked back over his shoulder. "Oh, and Alec. Your… uhh… make-up is all smudged." He walked out of the door, still laughing.

Richie turned Alec back to face him, fingers running over the cross dangling from one of his ears. Their lips met and they fell back against the bed, hands roaming over hot, naked skin. Richie moaned as Alec rolled his nipples between thumb and forefinger, pinching them lightly.

"Alec…." He batted the other man's hands away. "We can't," he sighed. "Jon… sound check." He slid off the bed and padded across the room to get some clean clothes from the wardrobe, watching as Alec did the same. Richie's eyes widened as a pair of leather pants and a lacy shirt appeared from Alec's suitcase. He swallowed heavily and wet his lips as Alec dressed and moved to stand in front the mirror.

Alec glowered at his reflection and turned to face Richie. "Jon's right," he admitted. "The eyeliner is all smudged. Can we do something about it?"

Richie nodded and walked over to the bathroom, bringing out a damp face cloth. He motioned for Alec to sit in the chair and crouched down in front of him, raising the cloth to wash the eyeliner off.

Alec shook his head and knocked Richie's hand away. "I meant, can you fix it?"

Richie smiled. "Sure I can, but I gotta clean it off first. "

"Oh." Alec sat quietly in the chair as Richie cleaned the smudged make-up and deftly reapplied it, thick black lines ringing Alec's dark eyes. Richie grinned as he finished, leaning forward and kissing Alec on the lips.

"You're doing this on purpose, aren’t you?" He gestured at Alec's outfit. "Leather pants, the shirt you know drives me wild, eyeliner… I'm gonna be fucking horny all night."

Alec slowly rose from the chair and strode across the roopenopening the door. He looked over his shoulder at Richie as he walked out into the corridor. "I know."

~El Fin~
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