Author/pseudonym: MonaCK and Cathy Roberts
Email address: monaCK2@yahoo.com and huntersglenn@yahoo.com
Rating: NC-17
Status: Finished. Well, mostly finished. Just the ending left to write.
Pairing: John Carter/Dave Malucci
Date: March 21, 2004
Archive: Please ask first
Series: 45/?
Category: "E.R."
Disclaimer: "ER" and all its characters belong to Warner Bros. No infringement of their copyright is intended. This story was written for the enjoyment of "ER" fans everywhere, and may be downloaded for your own pleasure. The title of the story was inspired by the Jimmy Buffett song of the same name, and no infringement is intended. The story can be found on the following web sites: http://www.heresmona.com/fanfic.html
http://www.geocities.com/Paris/Boutique/7087/, and
http://www.errealmofslash.com
Summary: It's a slashy A/U story about how Season 8 might have been and contains no spoilers for the current season.
"Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes, Part 45"
By MonaCK and Cathy Roberts
Dave finally set his fork down on the plate, and he got up, feeling almost like he was walking in slow motion. As he arrived by John's chair, he found himself down on his knees, kneeling down next to him as he wrapped his arms around John's mid section. Slowly bringing his head up, he captured John's mouth with his own, slowly probing his lips apart with his tongue. It seemed that dessert was now served.
John felt mesmerized as he watched Dave walk toward him. Twisting in his chair, he was facing the man as he knelt in front of him, and John was more than ready to be kissed. His lips parted easily for Dave's tongue and John allowed Dave free reign for a bit as he enjoyed the plundering of his mouth. But it soon was apparent that it wasn't enough for John. He began to greedily suck on Dave's tongue while his hands began to undo the buttons of Dave's shirt -- a difficult task given the position they were in, but one John was determined to master. He needed them to be upstairs already, needed to have Dave's cock within him. John so desperately needed to be claimed by Dave over and over again.
As John's mouth took over, sucking on Dave's tongue in a way that drove him absolutely wild, Dave moaned into John's lips, his own hand seeking out the bottom of John's shirt so that Dave's hands could roam fully onto John's smooth skin. Finally, breaking away from the kiss breathlessly, Dave's eyes locked with John's. "Yeah...I...I think we should take this upstairs. What do ya say...?"
Breathless as always because of Dave's kiss, John could only nod. He braced his hands on Dave's shoulders and pushed himself upright, then turned slightly to blow out the candles, sending the room into partial darkness, the gloom of the late evening turning everything into shadows.
Everything except Dave's eyes. John could feel those eyes burning into his soul and he had no trouble at all finding them.
Wordlessly, Dave took John's hand in his, carefully leading him towards the staircase. Dave knew that John would likely not say a word if his feet were hurting, and for once, Dave didn't want to pester his lover. So instead, Dave just took some extra care. Once they reached the stairs, Dave wrapped his arms around John's waist, and helped him step up, hoping that it would be enough support for him.
As they walked up the steps, John kept at the undoing of Dave's shirt, not minding at all the fact that Dave seemed to have a decent hold on his body as well. Once at the landing though, John hesitated. "I need the bathroom first, okay?" he whispered, half afraid that talking out loud would ruin the spell the two of them had found themselves under. He didn't want his bladder distracting them in the bedroom, not when his attention needed to be entirely on Dave.
Dave thought for only a moment, and then nodded. "Yeah, yeah...I do too, uh...I'll bring ya in there so you can go first, and then I'll go in after ya, okay?" Dave knew how John felt about being watched, and in the interest of not doing *anything* to upset the other man, he would try to make John feel as comfortable as possible. So, he led John into the bathroom, and then after leading him towards the toilet, he kissed him briefly before turning to leave the room.
"Seems to me that we can get to that bed a lot quicker if we both went at the same time," John said. He could put aside his distaste for having an audience at least that once. He smiled at Dave and began to push the sweat pants down his hips. "Might as well get undressed in here, too."
Dave turned back towards John, raising a brow but saying nothing as he walked back towards the toilet. He certainly wasn't going to complain -- the sooner that his bladder found relief, the happier he'd be. He watched as John began to push off his sweats, and then quickly turned away, realizing that if he got hard, there was no way that he was going to be able to pee any time soon. So thinking as many unsexy thoughts as he could, he unbuckled his own pants, letting them drop to the floor followed by his underwear. Then, he shrugged his already open shirt off of his shoulders, as he finally stepped fully next to the commode. "Ah, that's better," he said with a sigh of relief, as he finally let loose.
John did his best to ignore Dave's presence and managed to take care of business. As soon as he was done though, he was backing up toward the tub where he sat down on the edge so he could take off the slippers and remove the sweat pants and his underwear. Dave was practically naked in front of him and John's cock was appreciating that very much indeed.
John grinned at Dave as he tossed his clothes aside then pulled off the T-shirt. "I was thinking...about the bed...your bathrobe has a belt on it and I'm hoping you packed a tie for me, right? Or have at least one of your own around? While I'd prefer to be completely tied down, I'll settle for just my hands right now, but we've really got to get brave and go shopping for something decent."
Dave rose a brow. "Yeah...I think I've got a couple of things that we can use to tie up your hands with," he said as he finished washing his hands. He then turned towards John, and flashed another grin. "And believe it or not, I do own a couple a ties myself..."
Dave walked over towards John, and sat down next to him on the edge of the tub. "As for the rest...yeah. I think goin' to one of those stores together might actually be a bit of fun. Maybe we can pick up a set of cushioned cuffs.."
"Ooh, now that sounds like a plan," John said, grinning as he ran his hand up Dave's bare thigh until it came into contact with a hard cock. "And so does doing something about this," he added as he gently squeezed the organ within his hand. "Let me get these socks off and then I think we can get ourselves over to the next room." With his free hand, John reached down and began to pull off the first sock, not wanting to lose contact with Dave's body in any way.
It hadn't taken Dave long to get excited again -- of course, merely looking at John sitting there, almost completely naked was enough to drive Dave out of his mind. He moaned softly, the feeling of John's fingers against his cock almost completely overwhelming him. Amazing how quickly Dave became lost.
"I...God John...I'm achin' to be inside ya," he finally said, their eyes meeting once more, as he hoped that John would be finished undressing soon, otherwise, Dave wasn't sure that he'd be able to wait much longer.
John had the socks off in a flash and he got to his feet. Since his hand was still attached to Dave's cock, Dave didn't have very much choice except to stand with him. "I'm ready whenever you are."
When John stood, Dave nearly fell, but managed to grab onto the shower curtain and then into John's shoulder before finally steadying himself. "I'm more than ready," he managed to say. "But if ya want me to walk into the bedroom, you're gonna have to let go of that," he said, pointing to his cock. "Cause there's no way I can walk if you're gripped on me like it's gonna fall off. I promise, it's not goin' anywhere...and it's all *yours*..."
John grinned. "And here I thought I could lead you into the bedroom by it, or is it your balls that I'm supposed to lead you by?" He let go of Dave's member though, then bent over and placed a tender kiss against it. "There, does it feel better now?"
"Oh...you've definitely got me by the balls," Dave said as his eyes fluttered shut once again. As he felt John's lips brush against his cock, a grin twitched on Dave's lips once more. "It'll feel better, I think," he said, as his eyes focused on John once more, "If ya...ya know...use your tongue a little bit. But, not till we get into our bedroom..." Our bedroom. Dave liked the way that sounded.
"Oh, you think it will work better in there, do you? Well, far be it from me to contradict you," John cheekily replied. He winked at Dave, then headed for the door, still limping, but willingly ignoring that since he knew that something more than good was in store once he reached the bed.
John's limping did not go by Dave unnoticed, but he had already decided that he was going to do his best not to nag John that evening. That evening was about the two of them reconnecting, and becoming a couple again -- just the two of them -- the way it was supposed to be. "I think that it'll work best anywhere...as long as it's with you. But, I'd rather we both be off of our feet first, cause God knows when ya do that to me, I can only concentrate on you...and I forget how to do things like stand, or breathe..."
The two of them entered the bedroom, and as soon as Dave sat down on the bed, he reached out his hand, indenting on finding John's and pulling him down onto the bed with him.
John took Dave's hand, and then quickly moved to straddle Dave's thighs, making sure that at least his own knees were on the mattress so that Dave wouldn't be faced with supporting all of John's weight. Then, before Dave could say anything, John placed his hands on either side of Dave's face and passionately kissed him, wanting nothing more than to show Dave just how much he loved him.
As John's lips overtook him, Dave eagerly wrapped his arms around his lover's body, his hands roaming John's soft skin as his tongue began to explore the inside of John's mouth. Dave was overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with emotions, overwhelmed with love. It had never been like this before, even earlier love making sessions with John hadn't felt as emotionally charged as this one did. Dave wanted to spend the rest of his life with this man, and never before had his life's path been so clear to him.
Their lips finally parted -- out of need, not out of want. And another slow smile spread over Dave's lips. "God, I love you...you're mine...you're *mine*..." It was time for Dave to take possession again. Possession of what Dave never should have lost in the first place.
"Always." John's breath whispered against Dave's lips. "Always and forever." Moving away from Dave, John made his way to the center of the bed, pushing the covers out of his way as he moved. He stretched his arms out, then looked over to Dave, knowing that there had to be as much desire in his own eyes as what he had been witnessing in Dave's. "Take me."
"Let...let me just get everythin'...okay? I...God, I..." Dave was unable to resist leaning over, and kissing John fully on the lips. He didn't want to be apart from the man, even for a second, as the desire to be with him continued to build in his body. Dave's body straddled John's, his hands pinning down John's arms as Dave's mouth continued to capture John's.
Being held down by Dave was definitely a start in the right direction, and John found desire and love consuming him as he responded to Dave's kiss. His entire body ached to be touched, even yearned to be claimed by the man who loomed over him. John would give his last breath for Dave, do anything for him, and gladly.
As the kiss ended, John smiled up at his lover. "I thought you were getting everything?" he reminded Dave, eager to be completely at Dave's mercy and pleasure.
"Yeah, yeah, I was, but...I...I didn't wanna be away from you. But, I think...I think I can tear myself away...at least for a minute." Dave planted a soft kiss on John's lips, and then got up, intending on finding what he needed as quickly as possible and getting back to bed. He easily found his ties, and then he headed over to his dresser to find the lube. Condoms weren't necessary -- not if it was just going to be the two of them from then on. No. This was a lifelong commitment -- of that much Dave was sure.
Dave finally headed back to the bed, and quickly straddled John once again. He began to tie John's hands to the headboard of the bed, talking as he bound down the man that he loved.
"I...I think I'm gonna suck you. Suck you until you get right to the edge, and then, right before I think you're gonna come, I'm gonna stop, cause I don't want you to come that way. I want you to explode when I'm inside you, when I'm makin' love to you, when my cock is pushin' into you so hard, that you think your eyes are gonna fall outta your head..."
"Oh, God, yes..." John moaned, his body already anticipating the thrill of what Dave was describing. He automatically tugged on the bindings, making sure that he wouldn't accidentally loosen the bonds while in the throes of passion. "Now? Are you going to do it now?" It had to be right then, John thought, or he'd die, he just knew he'd die.
"Hmm...eager, aren't you," Dave teased, as a half grin passed his lips. Dave's hand went down to John's cock, and he stroked the length between his fingers. "Is *this* what you want me to suck on? This right here?" Dave positioned his body between John's legs, and licked the tip, tasting the sweet pre-come that glistened the top. "Hmm...should I tease you, or do you want me to take you completely into my mouth.. I can do a bit of both you know, teasin' you like this..." He licked the tip again, and then cruelly brought his eyes up to meet John's once more. "Or...I can do this..." He then took John fully into his mouth, sucking and licking the shaft as his lips tightened around him. Teasing John was almost as much fun as doing the actual act.
Dave's own cock throbbed in anticipation of what would be part two of their lovemaking...when Dave finally entered John, and the two of them were bound together by ecstasy.
John tried to answer Dave, but the sound that came out of his throat was a strangled noise and he finally gave up on all forms of human communication. He closed his eyes and simply let the physical sensations sweep over his being. It never ceased to amaze him how Dave was always able to take him to new heights each time they made love.
Dave continued to alternate, teasing a little followed by full-fledged sucking on the dick of the man that he loved. His hands found John's balls, and Dave took them into his hands, lightly squeezing them with each suck that he made. It wouldn't be long before Dave was making love to John. And once more, Dave's cock twitched in anticipation.
As Dave's hand closed around his balls, John couldn't help but buck his hips towards the man. "Harder," he commanded, needing to feel the strength of Dave's fingers against his body.
Finally lifting his mouth from his lover's dick, another smile formed on his lips. "So, ya ready for the next round? After all, I don't want ya to get *too* close...."
John lifted his head from the mattress and grinned at Dave. "I'm more than ready for anything you can dish out, Dave Malucci."
"I think I'm gonna have to untie you," Dave said, as he lifted himself up off of John's body. "Unless you can think of another way to do it while you're tied up." Dave eyed John once more, and then brought his lips down to John's neck, and suckled on it lightly as he tasted his salty skin on his lips.
"I can lift my legs up and you can hold them out of your way," John managed to say as he stretched his neck so Dave would have even more skin to suck upon. He wanted to stay tied to the bed -- tied to Dave's pleasure -- tied to Dave's love.
Dave nodded, at that point willing to try anything to be able to stay where he was, and keep John exactly in the same position. There was something very...erotic about doing it this way, and as far as Dave could recall, he was pretty sure this was the first time that they were going to make love with John still tied up.
Dave pulled himself up, stopping only briefly to well coat his dick with lube. Then, with a little more lube on his finger, he inserted it into the opening of John's ass, with a grin. "Yeah, you're about ready for me...aren't ya.. "
He then lifted up John's legs, and using them a bit for leverage he positioned his dick directly against John's opening, and, with a grunt, he pushed himself inside.
John's eyes closed of their own accord as Dave's finger easily slid into him, and he couldn't help but groan as that wonderful cock entered him. John's first reaction was to squeeze his muscles around it, to let Dave know that he wanted him right where he was. "All the way in," John urged, his voice thick with desire. "I need you all the way inside." His wrists strained against the ties, trying to reach Dave in some way, but not being able to touch Dave seemed to heighten John's pleasure and he was quickly floating in a world where nothing was real except Dave's cock and what it was doing to him.
Dave nodded, going on pure instinct that was driven by John's words. It just felt *so* damned good -- the feeling of John completely surrounding him as he pressed onwards. And then, as he pressed against something different, Dave was *sure* he had hit John's prostate, and he eagerly looked down towards John's face, hoping to see if it was, indeed, where he was.
"God..." John screamed out as his entire body was suddenly consumed by a flash of pleasure. "Yesohyesohyes..." Trying his best to buck his hips back toward Dave, John did all he could to further impale himself upon the man. "Dave..."
Dave knew that he had hit the jackpot, and he pressed further on, making small movements within John while keeping himself fully impaled within the him. Dave's mouth was open as he felt his own pleasure centers building within him. "Oh...Jesus, John...God..." Dave wasn't sure how much longer he could hold on.
"Yes, oh, God, yes, Dave..." John clenched and unclenched his sphincter muscles, doing all he could to milk Dave's cock while at the same time making sure that it stayed right where it belonged, which was deep inside of his body. "Come for me, Dave...God, please come for me...fuck me harder...yes...." John's voice trailed off again into some babble that had no connection to English. Thrashing his head from side to side, John's body sought release, the pleasure building to an almost painful crescendo within him until John screamed from the glory of it all as his cock exploded without ever being touched even once by Dave.
And that was enough to send Dave over the edge as well, his swollen cock bursting in pleasure inside of John's tight ass. Between the words, and the feelings of John's muscles expanding and collapsing around him, Dave was sent to heights that he was sure he had never truly experienced before. And by the time his climax had passed, Dave was practically crying in a pure drain of emotion, lust, and pleasure.
"M...my God," he finally managed to get out, as he pulled his now flaccid cock out of John's ass. "That...that was fantastic..."
John laughed weakly as he panted, his entire body exhausted from their lovemaking. "That's one way to describe it." He managed to lift his head from the mattress, needing to kiss Dave and hoping that his lover wanted the same thing.
Dave moved towards John's side, trying to decide whether he was going to kiss John first, or untie him. The desire to feel his arms wrapped around John was nearly overwhelming, so Dave decided to settle for both. He planted a brief, but meaningful, kiss onto John's lips, and then got back on his hands and knees, intending on untying John's wrists from his restraints.
"It gets better every time with you," he finally said, as he let both of John's wrists out of the binds of the ties. "I mean...holy shit, man...that was fuckin' amazin'..." Collapsing next to John's side, Dave wrapped his arms fully around John, and then kissed him appropriately, Dave's lips covering John's as they once again sealed their lovemaking.
John found himself drowning in Dave's kiss, his entire being agreeing with the man. As they pulled apart, he grinned. "I love you, have I told you that?"
"Once or twice," Dave teased, as he looked into his lover's eyes. "But ya know, I can't hear it enough from you. I love ya too, but...I think I'd better get some fresh bandages on your feet, before we attempt to go downstairs again. Can I maybe interest ya in some of that apple pie for dessert before we turn in for the night? I don't know about you, but I've suddenly worked up a hell of an appetite..." Dave pecked John lightly on the lips once more, feeling *quite* contented.
"Apple pie sounds good. With sharp cheddar cheese melted on top..." John sighed, his stomach already anticipating the treat. "We could just have it up here, although that will mean me being away from you for about five or ten minutes." John smiled broadly at Dave. "But I think I can handle that if you can. We could do dessert, then you can change the bandages and after that...well, we'll just see what kind of stamina you've got."
"All right. Why don't I go heat up the pie, and then, like you said, we can eat, and then I can take care of puttin' those fresh bandages on. As for my stamina..." The grin on Dave's face grew broader. "Trust me, I've got more stamina than you can handle," he teased, issuing a challenge of sorts. "I mean, I can *never* get enough of ya,. don't ya know that by now?"
Dave planted another soft kiss on John's lips, and then sighed. "Okay. It's now or never. I'm gonna go get that pie... "
"And milk. I need milk with mine," John said as he playfully pushed Dave toward the edge of the mattress. "If I'm going to try to handle your stamina then I'll need my milk."
"Hey, I'm goin', I'm goin'," Dave quipped as he finally stood on his feet. "Milk. Right. Does a body good and all that. Yeah, I'll get you your milk. Anything else? Need some vitamins or something? Maybe some Viagra?" There was a large teasing grin on his lips, and Dave quickly darted out of the room before John could throw anything at him.