lets play a love game__RIVER

[river "phoenix" mohr]

i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow

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The little noises Isaac was making were driving River crazy. That was one of his favorite things to hear; moaning was sexy as hell. He let his hands roam the boy's body freely, rubbing small circles into his neck and ocassionally sneaking down to squeeze at his ass. His eyes were flicking all around his face, as if he was trying to memorize his features, every dimple, every flaw. Although there weren't many flaws to speak of. Like he had said before, Isaac was perfect. His mother had always told him not to call people perfect; nobody was perfect, she said. But River had no other word for it. His pale skin, his blue eyes, his soft black hair. It was like he had jumped out of a dream or something. River wanted to touch him, kiss him, all over his body. Ravish him endlessly and make him moan out River's name.

He couldn't help but stare at the boy's lips, caught between his teeth as he backed them up against the table. I'm yours. Yours. His. Mine. Mine. River murmured, echoing his thoughts. All mine.
Yes, he was possessive. Extremely possessive. River didn't like sharing. He would snap at anyone who so much as touched what was his, and Isaac was his. He pressed his lips a bit harder to the boys, letting his eyes fall shut once more. They didn't reopen as he pulled back and whispered, I'm yours, too. All yours. And somehow, the moment seemed so extremely intimate. Just that small exchange of words sent something sparking through his veins and blood flowing down to his lower extremities. Thank god for sweat pants. At least it wasn't too obvious.

River let the hand that had been resting on Isaac's neck drop down and come to intertwine with Isaac's fingers, thumb stroking the back of his hand gently. He kissed his lips once more and then stepped forward, pressing Isaac back away. C'mere, He murmured. Couch. 'S comfier. Full sentences were pretty much impossible by then. He tugged on Isaac's hand and led him away from the table, to the large, red, velvet couch that was attached to the wall of the bus. His eyes didn't leave Isaac's face as he walked. When they had reached the piece of furniture, he sat down and patted his lap, hoping Isaac would get the hint. He wanted him to sit on his lap and then he wanted to kiss him and please him until the sun rose the next morning.

status: finished
word count: 420
lyrics: 'starstrukk' 3oh!3
notes: i'm really short on time, so this one kinda sucks. :|

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[isaac oliver hilton]

I'M ON A MISSION

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This was not normal. Isaac was kissing someone and not wondering when they were going to get to the main event. He wasn't doing everything he could to speed up the process and get what he wanted because this was what he wanted. River's lips against his and hands exploring his body. Tonight wasn't going to be one of those nights where the body next to him could be anyone and he wouldn't care. Tonight it was River, most defiantly River but why the hell was that having this kind of effect on him? No one had this effect on him, not even his first girlfriend. The one who introduced him to sex and started him in the direction of being Isaac as we knew him today. Right now was not the time to think about it though. Right now was not the time to think at all.

River backed up his statement with one word. One word that Isaac was all too happy to hear. His hips pressed forward a little without him telling them to. If River hadn't been able to see what he was working with there was no doubt he would be feeling it now. The only problem Isaac had when it came to his super tight pants and moments like this was how freakin' uncomfortable it could be. That of course wasn't going to stop him wearing them. He liked how they showed off his body just a little too much and there was always that moment of relief when they were undone. And if he remember correctly there had been a promise that River was gonna be helping him with that. The next kiss was harder than the last. This was going in the right direction. "Uh-huh, my bitch." He managed to get out before biting down on River's lip as if to prove himself right.

The hand that had been resting on his neck moved and came back into contact by holding his own hand. If this had been anyone else Isaac would have pulled away. He hated people holding his hand almost as much as he hated people winking at him, seriously how the hell is twitchin' meant to turn him on, but for some reason it didn't seem to matter when it was River's hand. It wasn't a needy little gesture of someone trying to reassure themselves he was theres, he had established the other boy knew that. Like an obedient little puppy he took a step back when River took one forward and when he felt a little tug on his arm he followed where ever he was being lead. If he thought about it he probably would have followed River anywhere right now, and that would have scared him. He watched as the other boy sat his eyes taking in every inch of the body below him. The little pat of his lap was the kind of invitation Isaac didn't need to think twice about. A knee on either side of the boys legs he was no stranger to his straddling position. Slouching slightly to bring their height back onto a level he brought his lips to the boys neck again. Hungrier than last time they moved quicker and rougher over his skin. "What now? master." The last word was added with the same hint of sarcasm it had been last time he used it but that was much softer this time.

[river "phoenix" mohr]

i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow

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As Isaac straddled his waist, he lost control of his hips and they jerked up slightly, pressing into Isaac's crotch. He was getting to that point where he was absolutely desperate for friction. The press gave him a bit of relief, but only a bit. He wanted more. Much more. As Isaac's lips moved over his neck, he couldn't help but let out a tiny little gasp of pleasure. He could hear the sarcasm dripping from the boys words, but still he found himself extremely turned on by the silly title. He could only imagine it, having complete control over the boy, being able to do whatever he wanted with him... The thought sent shivers down his spine.

Speaking of shivering, River was doing a whole lot of it at the moment. But it wasn't because of the temperature. No, far from it. Isaac's breath was hot on his neck and it was a major contrast from the cool atmosphere of the bus. His eyes had slipped shut again and he tilted his head backwards, giving the boy more room to work with. He couldn't remember ever feeling this way. Just kissing Isaac took his breath away, and now it was about to get even better. Nobody, not even his first boyfriend had ever made him feel so amazing. It sounded cheesy, but honestly, there was no other word to describe it. The things he felt for this boy were simply amazing. He realized that he had left Isaac's question unanswered, though, so he brought his head forward again and murmured, low and seductive, Whatever you want Eyes hooded and dark with want.

One of his hands snaked down Isaac's back, coming back up again underneath the hoodie. He raked his nails along his spine and his fingers touched all over the place, exploring the boys soft skin. The other hand came up to Isaac's cheek and he guided the boy's head up until he could kiss him, soft, yet passionate. There was a hidden hunger hidden somewhere behind it, but it was going take a bit of coaxing from the other boy to get it out. The hand beneath the hoodie began to work the fabric up slowly. It was almost a shame that he had to take it off. Isaac looked dead sexy in it. But he had to put priorities first, and right now, his number one priority was to get Isaac naked and spread out beneath him.

status: finished
word count: 411
lyrics: 'starstrukk' 3oh!3
notes: ---

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[isaac oliver hilton]

I'M ON A MISSION

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and it involves some heavy touching, yeah you've indicated your interest[/center][/color][/size]

It only lasted for a moment but when River pressed forward with his hips Isaac was in heaven. An almost inaudible moan forced it's way along his throat and he had to try his very hardest not to press right back against the boy. Every little move River made seemed to be just right. Almost as if he was planning each and every one just to make Isaac want him even more. Right now even the way his chest was rising and falling as he breathed was exciting and that in itself was strange. Isaac never noticed these things. There was definitely something different about this boy, something special but he wasn't sure he wanted to find out exactly what that something was. He had a feeling that if he did he would want more than this. More than sex and much more than friendship and when that happened someone always got hurt. So far it had never been Isaac and he certainly didn't want to hurt River.

Hearing a small gasp, which given his current positioning was right by his ear was almost more then Isaac could handle. He liked what he heard of course he did. Unlike his thing with hipbones being turned on my hearing a reaction to something you had done was a common turn on. His teeth sunk lightly into River's neck. Not hard enough to break the skin but enough to leave a mark, and just enough to cause that first hint of pain that oh so many adored. There was no way he could explain why he was so effected by this boy but he would admit to wanting to feel like this again. Hopefully he would get that chance. Maybe this was a one time thing. One night unlike any other and then back to their friendship as it had been yesterday. He could live with that, somehow but he hoped like hell this was something that would happen again. Hearing River's voice in that new, low tone of his Isaac let his eyes close. Isaac's lips parted and he was about to speak when he felt nails against his skin. Fuck this boy was good. At the same time a hand was on his cheek and leading him towards a kiss that was softer than he needed it to be right now.

Both of his arms wrapped around River's neck and he pressed forward, forcing the other boy back as far into the couch as was physically possible. His mouth was just as forceful as used his lips, teeth and tongue to dominate those of the other boys. There was a sudden rush of cold air on his back as the borrowed hoodie was inched higher and higher but honestly he liked it. Letting his knees slide out, away from River's legs, as far as his tight jeans would allow he closed the tiny gap there had been between them. Only then did he manage to tear himself away from River's lips. Breathing heavily and with eyes full of desire he was only able to get one word out. "You.

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[river "phoenix" mohr]

i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow

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River had thing for biting. He loved leaving marks, but not nearly as much as he enjoyed receiving them. As Isaac closed his pretty white teeth around the skin on River's neck, his eyes practically rolled back into the back of his head from the pleasure. It was exciting to know that the hickey would be there for quite some time; he would probably spend at least a good fifteen minutes at a mirror, staring and touching the bite. Normally, this would be considered a pretty average turn on, but for River, it would probably be better described as an obsession. He couldn't get enough of the slight pain that was caused whenever someone took his skin in their mouth. If they ever did this again, River would have to let Isaac know that. He had informed him of his hip obsession, after all. It was only fair to share his own kink.

River was quite enjoying the soft little kiss, but it was short lived as Isaac suddenly surged forward, pressing him back into the couch and attacking his lips. River couldn't help the deep moan that slipped from his mouth into Isaac's. This was all just too much to handle. Lust and want were boiling somewhere inside him, and he could feel the walls beginning to fall. It would only be a matter of time now. When all that emotion was finally released, god only knew what would happen. As the gap between their bodies was sealed, he grinded his hips upwards, all thoughts of subtlety thrown to the wind. This was now a game of lust, and River was fully prepared to play with his all. He felt Isaac beginning to pull back, and he leaned his neck as far forward as he could, prolonging the kiss as long as possible. His eyes fluttered open and his mouth was hanging, breath practically coming in gasps. "You." River barely even registered Isaac's arms moving away from his neck, all his blood cells having rushed down to his lower half by now. But he was all too aware when he felt the boy's fingertips dipping beneath his waistband. He moaned again, not even bothering to try to muffle it this time. This kid was driving him absolutely crazy.

It seemed all too long before their lips finally met again, but when they did, River let loose. He kissed him with the passion that had been building within him all that night, and his hands scrambled as he tried to get the hoodie the rest of the way off. He pulled back for no more than half a second, just to pull the piece of clothing over Isaac's head, and then he was surging forward again, lips melded against Isaac's as if they were made to fit together. Isaac bit down on his lip, and he pulled back slightly, the skin stretching and then slipping from beneath the other boy's teeth when he had pulled too far. His hands began to wander up and over Isaac's chest as he began to kiss him again, a thumb flicking and rubbing over one of his nipples intimately. He grinded his hips up again, twice, desperate to get a reaction from the boy. He wanted him to moan, yell, gasp out profanities. It was unusual, really. They had only just gotten started, and already River was a shivering mess. This boy was something else.

status: finished
word count: 571
lyrics: 'starstrukk' 3oh!3
notes: whoa, this is my first post where he never actually said anything.

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[isaac oliver hilton]

I'M ON A MISSION

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and it involves some heavy touching, yeah you've indicated your interest[/center][/color][/size]

When River moaned it was muffled but even if he hadn't been able to hear it at all Isaac would have known about it. He could feel it. The slight change in his breath and that tiny little hint of a vibration like when you put your hand next to a speaker. It really was a wonderful feeling, almost as good as the boys body that was pressed against his. The body that was his for the night. Now that was a nice thought. For tonight all of this, every inch of the boy that was currently under him was his to explore and Isaac was sure he would be doing a lot of exploring. As they had made so clear just a few moments ago it was a mutual position. Isaac was all River's and he would happily submit his body to the boys will. That might change if this were to happen again. Whenever he was with boys he seemed to take a more submissive role than when he was with girls. That was the natural way that it had played out but if the mood took him as he was sure it would he would River would be one of those people that got to see what it was really like when Isaac played rough. Yes this was how he did submissive.

He dropped down into the boys lap and was met with an other buck of his hips. It was one of those moments he both loved and hated. Loving it for the obvious pleasure that the small amount of friction brought and hating it because, well it was just that. A small amount that left him wanting more. Isaac was not a patient person. The fact he had even waited this long for this moment was almost a miracle. Maybe that's why it felt so amazingly charged. For the first time ever he had waited for something instead of just taking it. It was a reasonable explanation but he had a feeling that it would only partially explain this. The rest was down to River and that certain something bout him that just drove Isaac wild. Even the way his lips seemed to follow his own, only giving up and letting contact be broken when they physically had to turned him on. And then that moan as his fingers traced along the shape of the boys hip bone, taking in every inch of his smooth skin.

Their mouths met again in a frantic rush as Isaac obediently raised his arms just long enough for the hoodie to be peeled off of him before he let his hands return to the other boys body, paying particular attention to the zip of his track jacket, pulling it down just a couple of inches at a time. The kiss was broken for just a few seconds and it was just enough for Isaac to catch his breath again. It seemed that every time their lips met it was fiercer and deeper and filled with more want than was believed to be possible. River's hands working their way over his chest combined with the friction caused by those little thrusts of his hips was enough to cause two things to happen almost simultaneously. The first being a combination of a gasp and a moan that played out against the boys lips and the other being the sudden way that he tugged on the zip, opening it to completely to reveal the boys chest.

This was just too much now. He actually needed the other boy and his body knew it all too well. Almost without thinking he felt himself moving off of River's lap and onto the couch beside him, never letting their lips part as he done so. His hands moved up from the bottom of the now open jacket, pushing it back and off of his shoulders before resting on the back of his neck and pulling his body closer. As their chests came into contact Isaac started to lean back and made it clear that he wanted River to follow him as he lay down across the couch.

[river "phoenix" mohr]

i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow

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It seemed strange, really, that he was here in this moment with this boy. After all, they had only met, what, like, a month ago? And River had never thought the relationship would progress any farther than just good friends. Of course, he really didn't have much of a problem with it. River didn't pride himself on being a chaste person. Sex was never something that he had put a ton of thought into. Just so long as it made him feel good, was there really any reason to care who he took to bed with him? However, something was different this time. Isaac Hilton was not just another person. He was something different, special, someone quite unlike anybody that he had ever been interested in before. What he was feeling were not really new emotions to him; however, it seemed that they were more pronounced this time around. All the sensations were being multiplied by two.

He could feel the boy's fingers on his jacket, and he would've helped unzip it; however, his hands were a bit busy at the moment. He relished the feel of the soft skin beneath his callused fingertips, and he couldn't help but want to see, touch, feel, all that he possibly could. It excited him to know that for tonight, Isaac was his and he was Isaac's. However, somewhere in the back of his head, a little voice was shouting a warning. No good could possibly come from these feelings; especially not with Isaac fucking Hilton, manwhore extraordinaire. Honestly though, River didn't give a damn at the moment. All he knew was that he needed him, and he needed him now.

All of a sudden Isaac was yanking the zip down, and the sudden burst of cool air made River shiver. As they boy slipped it off his shoulders, he shrugged his arms until it fell off onto the couch behind them. Isaac was off his lap now, and yet their lips were still locked. River was glad for that. Something inside him was thinking that the world might end if they had to seperate for even more than a few seconds now. They were at the point now where it was do or die, and he was sure that he would die if they didn't do something soon. The problem of the cold was quickly solved when he found his chest meeting Isaac's. The boys body was hot, and the warmth enveloped him and made him crazy. He wanted, needed to feel more of that heat.

He followed him down until Isaac's back was pressed to the seat, and without thinking, River reached down and grabbed Isaac's hands, lifting them up above his head and pinning them to the cushions. He broke the kiss and stared down, eyes filled with hunger and want. Their bodies were pressed as close as humanly possible, and yet River still wanted more. He brought Isaac's wrists together and held them pinned with one large, strong hand, and the other began snaking down his body, callused fingertips leaving teasing trails along his torso. And suddenly his hand was at the button of Isaac's pants, fumbling until he could get it open and the zip pulled down. Then the hand was moving to his hip, dragging teasing fingernails across the bones and then tugging the pants down, lifting his bottom half to make it easier. It took a quite a bit of time to get them down, considering how tight they were, but once they were low enough, River's hand was immediately in Isaac's boxers, and teasing fingertips were touching him softly. River's breath trembled slightly, and he stared with wide eyes down at the gorgeous boy beneath him, with his kiss-swollen lips and beautiful blue eyes, and his heart jumped in it's cavity. He couldn't even imagine how this could possibly get better, but he knew that it was going to happen inevitably. It would be so, so much better.

status: finished!
word count: 663
lyrics: 'starstrukk' 3oh!3
notes: tah-dah!

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[isaac oliver hilton]

I'M ON A MISSION

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For Isaac this was not a normal night. Well what was happening was normal enough if you ignored the strangely intense effect it was having on him but the whole set up was not normal. A night in the life of Isaac Hilton involved spending at least an hour getting ready before heading to the first of at least three clubs where he would meet at least one person in each and end up either in the bathroom or any other remotely quiet corner of a club. It was not an uncommon scene to find him in a compromising position by the bar or on a table. Sometimes there was even one lucky person who got to come home, or to a hotel room at least. Tonight though was different. He wasn't thinking about where he could find his next playmate, in fact he would have been quiet happy to spend the rest of tonight and possibly some other nights as well but that was too far ahead for him to even think about thinking about.

There was something about the way River touched him. Something about how his skin felt against his own that stopped him from even thinking straight. Just these simple touches felt better than all those rushed and clumsy nights he had spent in the last week. For a boy who would usually demand people shut up and take off their pants within the first few moments of establishing that they were indeed going to hook up. Yes it was pretty damn obvious to most people that Isaac had a problem. It was almost like he needed sex just to make it through the day and waiting for it once he knew he was going to get it only made him cranky. He wasn't one of those people that would take a lot of time on creating a mood. He would get what he wanted as quickly as he possibly could and you would be lucky if he stuck around long enough to say goodbye afterwards. But for some reason this felt new and exciting again, almost as if he was back in his young teen years discovering these feelings for the very first time.

If Isaac had been the type to shiver with pleasure then he would have done it now as their chests met. There was a slight difference in their body temperatures. Just enough for it to be noticed and for Isaac to decide that he like it, he really really liked it. In fact there wasn't much he didn't like about the feeling of their bodies being pressed so tightly together. Not even the fact that he was quiet obviously smaller than River bothered him when usually anything that reminded him of his unusually small build was enough to put him in a bad mood bothered him.

Laying down it took only a few seconds for him to get comfortable. He had always enjoyed feeling the weight of a body on his and now was no different. Feeling River take his wrists he simply allowed his arms to be raised with a low growling noise building in the back of his throat as his hands were pinned above him. The kiss ended and for a fraction of a second a pout threatened to cross his lips. Those bright blue eyes of his had a certain sparkle in them that couldn't be hidden even if he had wanted to as he looked up and met River's gaze. A seductive little smirk played on his lips and a soft moan sneaked into his breath when he felt a light touch trailing along his body. Getting his pants undone was easy but actually getting them down was harder. He raised his hips slightly in a way he had learned was helpful and closed his eyes, simply waiting to see how long it would take the boy to master it. Moments later though his eyes opened and he cursed under his breath when nails met hip bone. That really wasn't fair at all but he soon forgot about that when the offending hand slipped inside his boxers and an other moan slipped from between his lips as fingers brushed his skin. "Tease.

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