A Behind the Scenes Series:Terminator Salvation
Epiphanies
Despite the boldness of his claim, and Sam's certainty of who he wanted it to be done with, submitting to Bale so completely was going to be a difficult action to begin. He pulled Christian on top of him, and brought their bodies together as solidly as he could. The kisses, the touches, and sheer physical contact drove Sam on as he wrestled with how he wanted it to go. Face down seemed the 'easiest', so as to not to have to face Bale, and Sam wrote it off as a coward's out. If he couldn't look him in the eyes, those gorgeous hazel eyes, Sam wasn't going to go through with it at all. Shocked at his own sense of conviction, Sam knew he'd made up his mind.
Sam pushed Bale back with a hand on his chest, over the thundering beat of Christian's heart. Bale realized by the determined look in Sam's eyes that he had come to some important revelation. Christian let the younger man maneuver around, and as Sam gracefully but hurriedly shoved a pillow under the small of his back, Bale's eyes darkened with lustful understanding. He even helped Sam get it in place, then put both his hands on Worthington's warmed, muscled thighs. With more effort than was pretty, Christian waited till Sam was settled then crawled back over the alluring man below him. He laid over Sam, propped on one arm, thrusting them together gently as brought one hand up to Sam's mouth. "Get them as wet as you can" Bale semi-growled as he lifted his pointer and middle finger to Sam's lips. Sam, blue eyes burning into Bale's, did as he asked, mimicking the wondrous blow job Christian gave him earlier. It made Christian regret not getting the favor returned sooner. 'There will be later' Bale thought to himself; then he couldn't quite hide the the widening of his eyes in shock. He wanted a 'later'? With Sam? Christian looked back down into Worthington's handsome, rugged, but oddly sweet face. All he could honestly answer himself with was, 'Fuck yes.'***
Sam saw in Bale's eyes some moment of epiphany. Not knowing what the cause was, he gave one last languid lick of his tongue between Christian's fingers, and then pulled away. "There", Sam encouraged with his tone and expression, a mix of excitement and nervousness filling his face and voice. Not able to help it, he smiled up at Bale, all coyness and feigned innocence. "Be gentle mate," with a reckless and now shameless grin, he continued, "It's my first time, you know..." he trailed away, playful at the end of his quip. His reward for his humor was the deep chuckle of out of Bale, and the surprised light in his eyes. It lasted for a moment; then Bale played back. Bale looked into Sam's dark blue eyes, letting the carefree banter die in the tide of his now crashing lust. He bit into Sam's throat, then grunted into his ear, half threat and half playing back, "Maybe". Sam's mirth filled eyes turned into a blink of shock and a swallow of anticipation. "Well then."
A/N: Read and review please! The finale is upcoming, and after that (depending on ya'lls feedback) the next story will be a girl/girl.