Wanting Marton

Title: Wanting Marton 1/?
Author: Carhuine Malthenel
Pairings: Karl/Marton, Marton/Craig
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Male sex.

~*~*~*~*~*~

He watched, wanted, and waited. He had wanted him for so long that he
couldn't remember how the obsession had started. He had fueled his
nightly fantasies for a long, long time. Thoughts of him, them together.

Mouths clashing, tongues seeking, and lips biting.

Hands caressing, roaming, seeking.

Bodies sliding, grinding, and striving.

Words hissed.

Promises made.

Need overtaking thought and actions.

Hips rubbing.

Cocks grinding.

Orgasm coming hard, taking away thoughts, actions, everything but the
ability to slump together in a boneless heap.

Craig groaned as he rubbed himself, lost in his fantasy and need.
Thoughts of Marton lingered in his mind as orgasm over came him.
Panting Craig rolled over as loneliness crashed over him. Thoughts of
Marton kept him awake. Ever since the first time he had seen him on
the set of Shortland Street he had wanted him. Needed him. He reminded
Craig of sex and sin, of long passionate nights.Craig watched, wanted
and waited.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Marton knew Craig watched him when he thought he wasn't looking. He
could see the lust and need in his eyes. Could taste his need as he
turned and fled in his presence. Marton grinned in satisfaction
because soon he knew he would have him needy enough to throw caution
to the wind and come to him. Marton would have him. Soon.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Another lonely night filled with need and lust. Another night of a
quick wank and no sleep. Tossing and turning before getting up to do
something, anything besides obsessing over his best friend. He needed
to talk to someone and he thought of his other best friend. Grabbing
the phone he quickly punched in the number. Craig hopped up on the
kitchen counter and counted the rings. After ten he tapped his
fingers, after fifteen he thought about hanging up. He was about to
when a breathless voice awnsered.

" 'Lo?"

"Karl?" Craig tried to keep the loneliness from his voice.

"Craig? 'S that you mate?" Karl sounded half awake and perplexed.

"Yeah 's me." Craig kicked his feet aimlessly. "I needed to talk to
someone....I just forgot how late it was."

" 'So kay mate what did you need?" Karl thought about what problems
Craig could be having. "Is this about him?"

Craig nodded before he remembered he was on the phone with Karl.
"Yeah...I can't get him out of my mind."

"Have you thought about telling him?" Karl glanced over to his bed
partner and grinned. Marton arched an eyebrow and grinned like mad.
With a mischevious smile Karl turned on the speaker phone and hung up
the receiver.

"Telling him? Are you nuts?" Craig said unaware that his secret
obsession was listening in to.

"He might reciprocate you know." Karl pointed out.

"Why would he? Just look at him. He's sexy and sinful. I am plain and
boring." Craig stopped. "Just forget it...sorry I called so late."
Craig hung up before Karl could respond. Desolate he returned to his
lonely bed and his fantasies.

~*~*~*~*~

Karl looked to Marton with an evil grin on his face. "You'll have him
soon."

Marton grinned back. "About time. Just thinking about him gets me
hard." he gestured to the erection that had formed simply by listening
to Craig.

Karl grinned and laid on his back in a provocative pose. "What will
you do when you get him?"

"Want me to show you?" Marton growled.

"Hell yes." Karl yelped as Marton pinned him to the bed and proceeded
to kiss him senseless.

Marton smiled at the noises coming from Karl as he ground his hips
agt hit his. Karl fisted his hands in Marton's hair as he kissed a
path down his neck, chest and abdomen. With little pre amble he took
Karl's cock deep into his mouth, sucking hard he fondled his lovers
sac. Karl screamed out and arched his back as his mind was overwhelmed.

"Marton...stop...I'm gonna..." Karl panted as Marton backed off.

"What do you want?" Marton asked as his fingers slid lower to circle
Karl's entrance.

"Fuck me." Karl begged.

Marton's grin was fearal as he grabbed the tube that rested on Karl's
nightstand. He slicked up his finger and started to press one inside
his lover.

"NO!" Karl squirmed. "All of you now!" he demanded.

Marton arched an eyebrow but slicked up his cock and slid inside Karl
in one long stroke. Both men groaned in unison as they adjusted to the
intense feelings coursing through them.

"Move" Karl demanded horsely as he wrapped his legs around Marton's
waist and his nails raked down Marton's back.

Marton growled and started to thrust inside his lover in a fast, hard
pace. Groans, moans, screams and pleas came from Karl as he was
pounded deep into the mattress. Marton felt his little control snap
and he slammed into Karl harder and faster, always taking care to hit
his sweet spot.

"Oh fuck!" Karl screamed as he came hard between their bodies.

Marton growled and bit Karl on the neck as his lovers clenching
muscles forced him over the edge. They lay panting in a sweaty,
panting tangle of limbs. After he had caught his breath Karl laughed a
bit. Marton pulled out carefully and lay next to Karl and looked at
him oddly.

"Whats so funny?"

"Oh just thinking that Craig is gonna be one happy bloke."

Marton grinned and snuggled against Karl. "Let's hope so."

Karl grinned and spooned against Marton as they both fell asleep.

TBC.bc