Wanting Marton
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,795
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
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Title: Wanting Marton pt 2/4
Author: Carhuine Malthenel
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warning: M/M sex and relationships.
Feedback: PLEASE!!! *begs*
Archive: OEAM
Author's Notes/Ponderings: Please I need to know what I am doing wrong with my fics! No one seems to read them or give feedback. Please, please let me know so I can improve as an author!
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He had not been able to anything but pace after he hung up on Karl. Thoughts of Marton kept him awake and on the edge. He had to do something as this was killing him! After much consideration he knew what he must do. He had to talk to Karl, face to face not on the phone. He needed to be held and loved if only for one night. Karl had always been there for him, no matter what time of day or night it was. Craig dressed quickly and headed out the door. Karl didn't live that far from him so he decided to walk as it was a beautiful night. He was there within minutes and smiled when he saw Karl's bedroom light was still on. Craig opened Karl's door and went right inside, he'd never knocked before so he didn't think to do it now. Later he'd wish he had. Humming softly to himself he went upstairs and tapped on Karl's door.
"Karl mate you home?" Craig asked as he opened the door.
It would have been funny if it hadn't felt so tragic. It would have been hilarious to see Karl scrabbling to get dressed if he hadn't had been in bed with Craig's crush. The crush Karl knew about. Instead all he could do was stand there and stare as Karl and Marton rushed around to put on clothes. Heartbroken Craig softly closed the door and went downstairs into the living room. He sat on the couch with his head in his hands. After a few minutes he felt an arm wrap around his shoulders, he jerked back as if he'd been burned.
"Why?" was all he could ask as he didn't look up.
He didn't have the strength to look at either of them. Craig heard a soft sigh and then a whisper of movement as Marton went into the kitchen to get him some water.
"I told you to tell him..."Karl started feebly.
"So since I didn't you thought you'd just go ahead and fuck him?" Craig interrupted angrily.
"No it's not like that..." Karl tried again.
"Then what is it like? It looked pretty fucking clear to me a minute ago!" Craig jumped up and began to pace. "I thought you were my friend Karl...I thought...I..." he broke off as he shook his head.
"I am your friend. Marton and I have been fuck buddies ever since Kevin introduced us on the set of Xena! Hell Craig it's you he wants! You want him, he wants you..." he stopped and tried to gather his thoughts.
"If thats true how do you fit into this?" Craig stopped pacing and stared at Karl.
"You both came and talked to me about the same problem, I'm just incidental." Karl stood and went to Craig. "You're my best friend Craig...I'd never hurt you like that!"
Craig shook his head and stepped back as Marton re entered the room. He handed Craig the glass of water which he took eagerly. His mind whirling Craig drank the water and then set the cup down.
"I should go..." he mumbled as he headed for the door.
Knowing he needed time to digest all Karl had told him they let him go. After he left Karl sighed and flopped back on the couch.
"Well fuck me." he said tiredly as he rubbed his eyes.
"No thats what got us into this mess." Marton's smile was a bit bitter.
Karl laughed a bit as he looked over at Marton. "Now what do we do?"
Marton shrugged. "Seduce him?"
Karl felt his jaw drop as he considered the idea. "I...uhh...umm...fuck Marton..." was all he could get out.
"What? I love him, you love him whats the problem?"
"Uhhhh nothing except he doesn't trust us right now."
"Not tonight you daft idiot. Tomorrow we'll go and talk to him."
Karl nodded then stood. "Let's get some rest then. We have a big day tomorrow."
Marton snorted for that was the biggest understatement he'd ever heard.
TBC
Author: Carhuine Malthenel
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warning: M/M sex and relationships.
Feedback: PLEASE!!! *begs*
Archive: OEAM
Author's Notes/Ponderings: Please I need to know what I am doing wrong with my fics! No one seems to read them or give feedback. Please, please let me know so I can improve as an author!
~*~*~*~*~*~
He had not been able to anything but pace after he hung up on Karl. Thoughts of Marton kept him awake and on the edge. He had to do something as this was killing him! After much consideration he knew what he must do. He had to talk to Karl, face to face not on the phone. He needed to be held and loved if only for one night. Karl had always been there for him, no matter what time of day or night it was. Craig dressed quickly and headed out the door. Karl didn't live that far from him so he decided to walk as it was a beautiful night. He was there within minutes and smiled when he saw Karl's bedroom light was still on. Craig opened Karl's door and went right inside, he'd never knocked before so he didn't think to do it now. Later he'd wish he had. Humming softly to himself he went upstairs and tapped on Karl's door.
"Karl mate you home?" Craig asked as he opened the door.
It would have been funny if it hadn't felt so tragic. It would have been hilarious to see Karl scrabbling to get dressed if he hadn't had been in bed with Craig's crush. The crush Karl knew about. Instead all he could do was stand there and stare as Karl and Marton rushed around to put on clothes. Heartbroken Craig softly closed the door and went downstairs into the living room. He sat on the couch with his head in his hands. After a few minutes he felt an arm wrap around his shoulders, he jerked back as if he'd been burned.
"Why?" was all he could ask as he didn't look up.
He didn't have the strength to look at either of them. Craig heard a soft sigh and then a whisper of movement as Marton went into the kitchen to get him some water.
"I told you to tell him..."Karl started feebly.
"So since I didn't you thought you'd just go ahead and fuck him?" Craig interrupted angrily.
"No it's not like that..." Karl tried again.
"Then what is it like? It looked pretty fucking clear to me a minute ago!" Craig jumped up and began to pace. "I thought you were my friend Karl...I thought...I..." he broke off as he shook his head.
"I am your friend. Marton and I have been fuck buddies ever since Kevin introduced us on the set of Xena! Hell Craig it's you he wants! You want him, he wants you..." he stopped and tried to gather his thoughts.
"If thats true how do you fit into this?" Craig stopped pacing and stared at Karl.
"You both came and talked to me about the same problem, I'm just incidental." Karl stood and went to Craig. "You're my best friend Craig...I'd never hurt you like that!"
Craig shook his head and stepped back as Marton re entered the room. He handed Craig the glass of water which he took eagerly. His mind whirling Craig drank the water and then set the cup down.
"I should go..." he mumbled as he headed for the door.
Knowing he needed time to digest all Karl had told him they let him go. After he left Karl sighed and flopped back on the couch.
"Well fuck me." he said tiredly as he rubbed his eyes.
"No thats what got us into this mess." Marton's smile was a bit bitter.
Karl laughed a bit as he looked over at Marton. "Now what do we do?"
Marton shrugged. "Seduce him?"
Karl felt his jaw drop as he considered the idea. "I...uhh...umm...fuck Marton..." was all he could get out.
"What? I love him, you love him whats the problem?"
"Uhhhh nothing except he doesn't trust us right now."
"Not tonight you daft idiot. Tomorrow we'll go and talk to him."
Karl nodded then stood. "Let's get some rest then. We have a big day tomorrow."
Marton snorted for that was the biggest understatement he'd ever heard.
TBC