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YES!!! I AM posting a fic! I didn't mean it to be this long though. And nobody has read this yet so I don't know how you all might like it. Please don't kill me!

Title- Reality Check

Author- ME!!! Broadway_Bound3!!!!

Rating- Somewhere between R and NC-17 . . . I think . . .

Pairing- ColinandRyan

Summary- I was thinking about how all those romance books and romance movie and fanfics don’t show the other part of having sex and all that. Some of the stuff in here is kind of stupid and I can’t write sex stuff. I’m surprised I finished it even.
Disclaimer- I own nothing but the idea! So boo ya!

We were moving fast. So fast.

“Colin.”

Ryan breathed down my neck. His voice was low and needing. He moved me down the hall of the hotel. “I need this.”

“I know.”

I fumbled for my key. My hands shook so bad but I got the key in.

We stumbled through the doorway. I heard Ryan slam it behind us.

I turned toward him. “You do know,” I said as he began fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. “They have cameras out there.”

“Fuck ‘em,” he started kissing my neck, going further down with each undone button.

I pulled him toward the bed. “Or me.” I smiled as he looked up from his work and he smiled back.

“I know.”

His lips met mine. They were patched from where he had been picking at them. But I ran my tongue over them and they became soft and very desirable. I moved my tongue to the inside of his mouth. He nipped at it with his teeth in an impatient sort of way.

It had been two months, after all.

He slid his hands down and around me to grab my butt. He pulled me closer and revealed just how much he had missed me.

I gasped and smiled into his mouth. “Really?”

Ryan moved his mouth away from mine and over to my ear. “Oh yeah.” He then began licking and nipping at it.

Even at this moment in time I couldn’t help but giggle as a thought crossed my mind.

“What?” Ryan breathed into my ear.

My smile widened now with humor more then passion. “I think I forgot to wash my ears today.”

Ryan pulled back a little with a skeptical look on his flushed face.

“Never mind.” I said and pulled him in for another kiss.

I could hear a moan escape him as he started to grind his hips into mine. He pulled me down onto the bed and finished undoing my shirt. While he did this I ran my hands through his brown hair. I loved his hair. It was so soft and- oh! A knot! I pulled my finger out of his hair in time to catch up with what Ryan was doing.

Or undoing.

My pants, by this time were around my ankles and quickly making their way to the floor. And my erection was showing quite plainly through my thin cotton underwear.

“Wait,” I said, as Ryan was about to go down. “I haven’t undressed you yet.”

“Oh, well that is occasion to stop.” His voice was full of sarcasm with a hint of frustration around the edges. But he traveled back up my body and met my lips and locked on them.

I rolled him over so that I was on top now. I let my kisses travel down to his neck and collarbone where they decided to stick. I sucked a little and heard an approving moan from my lover.

“Oh . . . Colin.”

My hands though were having a hard time unbuttoning his shirt. So I decided to go for the dramatic approach and yanked.

To no avail.

I laughed in spite of myself. “I guess it’s harder then it looks.” I said, pulling away from Ryan’s neck.

On to plan B. I pulled the shirt over Ryan’s head and tossed it to the side. Immediately I latched back on to Ryan’s collarbone and moved my hands to his jeans.

My fingers lightly skimmed the fabric where his manhood was straining to get out. My reward was Ryan’s hips bucking up to meet me. I pulled away from his collarbone and leaned down and kissed the area around his navel while I worked on his belt and the zipper of his jeans.

Not wanting to waste too much more time, I decided to take his underwear off with his pants.

“Clothes are so useless.” I said, letting my fingers graze Ryan’s shaft. My fingers started at the base and aimlessly wandered up to the head where they lingered for a moment.

All he did was moan and push my head closer to his manhood. Obligingly, I let my tongue travel his length, stopping once in a while to flick over the head.

His taste was so wonderful.

Finally, I lowered my mouth over his aching shaft. I could see Ryan arch his back and his breathing getting heavily fast. I pulled him into me until I thought I couldn’t swallow but managed not to gag. I had done this before to Ryan but my mouth still wasn’t used to how much there be of him.

I pressed my tongue against his heat and slowly pulled him out of my mouth. Ryan bucked his hips in response, which pushed him back in.

“Faster . . . Colin . . .” He panted, his head thrown back in the comforter.

I wasn’t about to deny him anything at this point. A rhythm started to form as I took him in and out. One of his hands flew back to cling to the comforter while the other tried to grasp the side of my head.

I always liked what I did to him.

But I didn’t want it to end this fast. Against all my better judgment I got off Ryan’s shaft and went back to his face. His eyes were full of clouded horror.

“Why . . .” He panted. “Why’d you stop?”

“I want you in me,” I purred. I nuzzled into his neck and I could feel his smile.

His large hands played on my back. “Really?”

“Would I have told you if I didn’t?” I said whilst kissing his jaw.

In a flash, I was on my back again and I could see the passion and love in his eyes as he hovered over me. Ryan took the proper precautions before entering me fully. I moaned and grabbed his shoulders as he rocked to his own beat.

In the back of my mind a reel played of the first time we did this and how much it had hurt. What had run through my brain that time was the knowledge of what a woman must feel that first time. I had actually started laughing a bit, which, of course, had thrown Ryan for a loop.

But coming back to the present, we were both nearly gone. Sometime during my thought process he had started pumping my own throbbing erection. And as we hit the breaking point he leaned down and had a kiss on me.

We came at the same time and fell back on the sheets. In a dream these sheets were once tidy. But that doesn’t matter. All that matters is the limp form in my arms and the wonderful thought of sleep that would be invading my mind soon. As they did so I made sure to readjust our bodies so no limbs would be asleep when we woke up.

I was the first to wake the next day. I wasn’t surprised, I usually was. I looked over to Ryan and smiled.

God, that man was beautiful.

But now I have the insane urge to use the bathroom. So I slide my arm from under Ryan where it had been trapped during the night. I could feel my fingers tingling as I slowly moved from the bed.

Now, shuffling towards the bathroom I look down and notice a sock that is half on my foot in a lazy sort of way. It looked odd on my stark naked body.

I laugh to myself.

I take my time in the bathroom. I have to take a number 2 or what I like to call ‘morning poo’.

Coming back to the bed, I notice that Ryan has woken up though his eyes are still closed. One of his arms’ lay across his eyes shielding them from the morning sun.

“Ah,” I say in a fake hushed voice and I slowly make my way to the bed. “The beast has awakened. Now is the time to approach with caution while the animal is still dazed from sleep.”

I see him smile and laugh.

He opens his arms toward me. “Come give the beast a hug.”

I go to him and cuddle into his embrace. I think about last night and how wonderful it was to be with him. I look up at him. He smiles.

“I love your attire.”

“Really? I think I’ll start a new fashion trend.” I look down at my feet. “I’ll call it the Lazy Sock.”

“Maybe I’ll try it, too” he laughs.

A comfortable silence descends on us. The sun streams through the vertical blinds on the hotel window.

That’s right . . . we are in a hotel, aren’t we? I don’t know why I forgot.

“We should do this more often,” I can feel the rumble of his voice in his chest.

“I don’t know . . .” I begin.

“Why not?”

“Because if it was anything like last night, I don’t think my butt can handle it.” I look up and see him grin.

“What?”

“Well, I just used the potty and about a dozen of your dead little swimmers came out of my rear-end.”

~fin~