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more RPS goodies (yeah?) and sundries

I'm leaving in a few hours, and I may or may not be on the internet while at the beach. Most likely... not. :-D Come on, people: white sugar sand!

In the interim, here's the last bit of the RPS I started. It's um, AU RPS. Because I don't know these guys. But in my head? WEASELS. Comma, Doing it like. Come on: Ewan is known to be a big whore, and Hayden? Ze rumors... That kiss!! (At Cannes, hence the title) The secret boyfriends... The full lips. GLAAAHHHHHGGGGHHHH. And it just kinda worked out this way. Not what you think from the first bit, linked under the cut, BTW.

WARNING: this one is a little dark with dub-con, for those that need notification.

Part One is linked here.

The Wrath at Cannes - Part Two

Hayden got up to wash up a bit in the restroom. He looks everywhere but at the smug Lowlander stretching like a cat on the bed. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Ewan reaching into the side table drawer and pull out his pack of smokes. Hayden had maintained a hard and fast rule with the public that he doesn't "mingle" with his co-stars. Yeah, but I've been careful to use the word 'actress.' George covered up the male rumors pretty well.

He let the cool water run over his wrists, calming him. Let his heart-beat slow. Looked at himself in the mirror - the high, red spots flushing his cheeks, the bee-stung lips from kissing, eyes that are heavy and half-lidded. From his vantage point, he can watch Ewan, one arm thrown over his head, the other holding a smoke while he inhaled, eyes closed. Hayden allowed himself to take in the other man's form. They had hardened and sculpted their bodies in preparation for this movie's action scenes. Ewan's trek across Europe with Charlie had given him a swagger more prominent than before. A few scars on his arms and legs from his tumble that one t-

"If you don't come back to bed, I may just have to come in there and get you. Frankly, I'm at a point in my life where I prefer the bed."

"How do you do that?"

Ewan laughed. "Do what?"

Hayden smiled openly, dried his hands with the towel, and walked to the edge of the bed. "How do you do it? The world knows you to be this randy snatch-magnet and a loving husband."

"Well, it's because I am those things. But frankly, I'm just a randy bastard. I like sex, and I don't care how I get it, as long as I get it."

Ewan put the fag out, crossed his arms behind his head, bent one leg, and jerked his head to his side, an invitation. Hayden dropped his head to hide his smile, then with one fluid movement, slid his body alongside Ewan, head resting on his hand. He tapped the underside of Ewan's foot with his toes, laughed softly, and said, "Did you know? About me, I mean. God, if George ever finds out..."

"Who the fuck is going to find out?"

Hayden looked up at Ewan, who's brow furrowed. Ewan sat up on his elbows, his face serious. "I love my wife very much. Nobody is going to find out. This is just fucking."

Hayden tried to keep his face neutral, to play it cool. It's never just fucking to him, but he knew that would sound incredibly naive. There's still a lot of the hometown boy in him, and Ewan seems so cosmopolitan...

"Right, right. I was just talking out loud. Jesus, you think I want anyone to know? I haven't made it big enough to be the 'Rupert Everett' of my generation. Just..." Hayden looked over to Ewan, who was still sitting up, tense with a newly lit smoke, and he laughed. "Sorry. I'm a bit spazzy after that. It's been a long PR trip, you know?"

Ewan laughed sarcastically and put out his smoke. "Sorry. And - too right. Grab a couple of beers out of the fridge, would you? And there isn't any of the cat-piss you call beer in there. Only the finest that McEwan has to offer, laddie."

Hayden hopped off the bed and grabbed the longnecks. He popped the lids on both and took a long pull. "Jesus, that's good."

"Fucking and drinking, boy, that's my people's contribution to the Great World Order."

Hayden finished the beer in two gulps, leaned over the bed, delighting in making the older man lay back, and whispered onto Ewan lips, "Pretty fucking awesome contributions."

He braced himself on his hands at Ewan's sides, lightly drawing his lips back and forth over Ewan's. His tongue traced the edges of Ewan’s mouth, tasting the lingering Dunhill tobacco and dark malt beer. Hayden felt him open his mouth, head rising to meet his, but Hayden pulled back with a sly grin. Hayden moved his forehead across the other man's cheek and traced the outer edge of Ewan's ear with his tongue. A tug with his teeth on the lobe, warm breath behind the ear, and Hayden's right hand slid up and over a sharp hip, across a taut belly, over a slightly stubbled cheek to then tangle into dark-brown locks. He found a particularly ticklish spot where neck and shoulder meet, smiled and chuckled softly against warm skin, then moaned into Ewan's neck as he felt hands tangling into his own hair, massaging his skull.

Hayden threw a leg over, pulling back enough to make eye-contact with Ewan, to register the older man's passion. He then mouthed the other side of his neck, now with added hip movements, slow and deliberate figure-eights to tease and promise. The pressure on his head increased - Ewan wanted the same treatment he gave earlier. Hayden pulled back, resting on his haunches across Ewan’s hips. He traced his hands down the shoulders and arms of his lover. When Ewan moved forward to continue the kiss, Hayden pulled back, taking Ewan's hands in his own, raised them above and against the headboard, and pushed down lightly with his hips and thighs to force Ewan to slide down against the bed.

Hayden held both of Ewan’s hands in one of his large, strong hands and let his free hand slide down to grip Ewan and massage him. Ewan gasped, and bit at the hard, carved muslces of Hayden’s taut forearm. Ewan’s eyes finally closed, head thrown back; Hayden deftly moved over and to the side, still pinning Ewan's hands over their heads, and began kissing more aggressively.

Ewan broke away to catch his breath and muttered, "I'm not a fucking bottom, babe."

Hayden pushed his leg against Ewan, forcing him onto his stomach, and caught an ear lobe with his teeth, replying hoarsely, "You're about to be."

Ewan tried to turn over, to release his hands, and bucked feebly against the larger body, but Hayden whispered in his ear while massaging Ewan's shoulders wit his free hand, "Shhh. Trust me. You'll like it. I'll stop if you want me to. Let me," and grabbed the condom with lubricant.

Hayden settled on the backs of Ewan's thighs, one hand rolling on the slick condom, the other rubbing up and across Ewan's shoulders, then leaned over, warm breath and hair tickling soft, pale skin. Teeth nipped at tender flesh where arm and back meet, soothed by wet kisses. Strong, broad hands reached down and gripped muscular backside, massaging, kneading, separating and pushing together. Ewan’s body relaxed, giving Hayden confidence to continue.

Hayden slid between Ewan’s legs, pushing up with his hands so Ewan is propped up on his knees slightly, kissing soft flesh where backside and thigh join. The flat of his hand caresses virgin skin, fingertips weaving into soft brown curls, trapping moisture, slid back and found their own tight embrace. A low moan, and what sounded like, "Wait," but Hayden can’t stop himself, now. A nip of flesh followed again by a wet kiss, hair tickling, warm breath against the small of Ewan's back. Hayden murmured, "Shhh. Let me. Baby, let me."

A hand traveled over hip, fingertips lightly tracing their path, teased the underside of Ewan's cock. Gripped more firmly. Lips and warm breath on tender skin. Hand stroked, penetrated, stretched. Moans caused movements to increase their speed. A right hand stopped its kneading to squeeze and pull sideways on glut muscle. Hayden took a shaky breath and stroked himself between Ewan’s thighs. He felt Ewan hold his breath; Hayden covered Ewan’s back with his body and laid a cheek between his shoulder blades. He arched his back pulling his hips in so slowly his stomach muscles trembled. Just the head. He pumped his left hand faster to help Ewan feel some pleasure. Ewan was biting on his pillow, cursing. But not pulling forward, not trying to get away or stop him.

Hayden leaned back onto his knees, his right hand held Ewan’s hip, and pushed forward slightly, trying to be gentle. The cursing in the pillow increased. He pulled out, stroking himself back and forth between Ewan’s thighs, never stopping his left hand from pumping. Gentle kisses to the small of the back. Whispered voice against trembling skin, "You feel so good. I don't want to hurt you, but you feel so good."

Ewan began to move himself with more force into Hayden's fist, twisting his hips back to grind against Hayden's erection. Hayden covered his own moan with a sucking bite to the skin on Ewan's side and eased himself back in, a little further this time, gently pulling back, in and out until he was able to be fully embedded. Ewan pushed back, propping himself up further onto his knees, opened up more, apparently realizing that would take some of the burning away. Hayden gripped him more tightly and timed his own movements to match Ewan’s motions. Ewan clenched, tensed, buried his face into his pillow and yelled. Hayden stroked Ewan's cock, fingering the sticky fluid as it released.

Ewan relaxed as Hayden took the opportunity to grip him by hipbones and thrust rapidly. Unprepared for the onslaught, Ewan cried out into the pillow and tried to move forward on his knees, evidently away from the unexpected pain. Hayden was stronger and near his own release and so held on firmly as the motion beneath him brought him to his climax rapidly. Hayden threw his arms around Ewan's waist and cried out, face pressed to a shoulder blade as he emptied himself. Ewan bucked, tossing the younger boy off, and then laid on his side, away from Hayden.

Both were breathing heavily. Hayden flipped to his back, pulled off the spent condom, rose, and headed to the bathroom. Ewan sat up, winced, got to his feet, and grabbed his pack of smokes. He kept his back to the bathroom. As Hayden came back to the bed, he noticed a few red spots on the sheets and reached out to hold Ewan's arm.

"Jesus, aw, shit, man. I... I thought you were joking. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Ewan looked back, eyes blazing, concern and worry looking back at him, and seemed to be pacified. "One thing about me? I'm not a liar." His trademark grin broke across his face. "Well, except for the fact that I am a liar on occasion,” he takes a drag, eyes looking everywhere but at Hayden, “Not about that, though."

Hayden reached out and took Ewan's face into his hand, his thumb stroking across Ewan’s lower lip, "I'm sorry. I just –. It's been a long publicity tour. A long time without... And, you know... It's you."

Ewan smiled back, reached up and gave the hand holding him a tight squeeze, pulled it off, and said, "Be sure to take the private elevator out. Don't need you getting mauled by rabid fans, do we?"

Hayden stood still a few moments, watching Ewan turn on the shower and shut the door without looking at him. He dressed, looked around the room, and left.

Picks up a few weeks later here.


( 51 comments — Leave a comment )
Jun. 2nd, 2005 09:08 pm (UTC)
So maybe Ewan isn't as experienced as he told the boy. I can't see him be a bottom either, only maybe for Hayden. Oh god, why am I even thinking about this? Hehehe. Because you wrote about it, you crazy woman you.

It was real and hot and smutty.
Jun. 2nd, 2005 09:11 pm (UTC)
HEE!! I think E's just used to getting things his way, when and how he wants. And I *did* say in the first part that Hayden was a very good actor. Heeee!!

It's so WRONG! But, guh, is it right. Mmmm. I'm sorry, did you say something? ;-D

Jun. 2nd, 2005 09:41 pm (UTC)
With the stomach muscle tremble
(plus a bunch of very hot other things)
I mean OOOooooOOOO....
~~~~can't breathe good right now~~~~
.............................................................................................Gorgeous work.

Have a wonderful beach time, Stoneys!
Jun. 2nd, 2005 09:50 pm (UTC)
EEEE!! Man, trembly muscles from effort... love that almost as much as ropey forearms. Or tanned and skinny man feet. Or broad, tan, and rough man hands. Gllluurrghhahh.

Beach!! Hooray! (And Mr. S says to tell you "hello" - he picked up perrier with lime and says it's similar to your Chico Pico - hee! - but without the fun bottle)
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Jun. 2nd, 2005 09:44 pm (UTC)
eee! HURTCOMFORT! YEAH! Give it to me!

They are so! cute!
Jun. 2nd, 2005 09:52 pm (UTC)
Heh heh. I'm naughty. But in the most vanilla way. Aren't they adorable?? (Psst: have you checked out ewan_hayden yet? It's juuust getting started, but it has enough to wet your whistle.

Smooches to you!!!
Jun. 2nd, 2005 11:31 pm (UTC)


-falls over-

Oh my GOD.

I am a pile of goo. A worshipful pile of goo at your effing feet.

That was so HOT in such a bad way.

Hayden pushes his leg against Ewan, forcing him onto his stomach, catches an ear lobe with his teeth and replies, "You're about to be."



Hayden has laid the smack down. And it was awesome.

Felt a bit sorry for Ewan, yeah, I did. But... omgtehhot.

I can't wait to read more from you.

Oh my god, teh sex. This fic is teh sex.

(i'm a bad person who got turned on by semi non-con sex. I can't help it, this is hot)

I'm also rambling. I'm sorry. I can't seem to stop loffing this fic. I am so your fangirl.
Jun. 2nd, 2005 11:36 pm (UTC)
The nice thing about coming into a new fandom is not knowing the "character roles" they each play in RPD, you know? I see Ewan as a smug shit, and with reason because have you seen him? And Hayden is shy, because that's his personna, and also because it lets him hide behind it. Because he's kinda shy, but the boy played sports, so he's got some aggression in there, no? :-D

I'm so glad you liked this! Going on vacation for a bit, have loooooots of fic building in my head, if you're still game. Thanks so much!
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Jun. 3rd, 2005 12:56 am (UTC)
Was reccommended the fic by tobi_wankenobi and GOSH am I ever glad I came to check it out!

GUUUUUUH! Man, are you trying to kill us making us drool to death or something?!!

Your sooooooooooooooooo awesome and this fic is just - GUUUUUH!!!
Jun. 3rd, 2005 01:20 am (UTC)
Hah! I tooollld you.
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Jun. 3rd, 2005 01:39 am (UTC)
Here via tobi_wankenobi.
*slinks out of shadows in disguise because nobody is supposed to know she reads the occasional RPS*

I liked it. I feel so dirty. But in a good way. Was very sexy. Nice work.

*uses Jedi mind tricks to convince all she wasn't here*
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:27 am (UTC)
Re: Here via tobi_wankenobi.
hi! Don't be shy... I'm a closet RPSer as well.

And your Jedi mind tricks are useless on me. :-)
(Thanks for fbing!)
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Jun. 3rd, 2005 02:18 am (UTC)
The first one? And the second one? okay, yeah, DED.

Ewan breaks away to catch his breath and mutters, "I'm not a fucking bottom, babe."

Hayden pushes his leg against Ewan, forcing him onto his stomach, catches an ear lobe with his teeth and replies, "You're about to be."

Jun. 6th, 2005 08:28 am (UTC)

*gives you mouth to mouth*
Jun. 3rd, 2005 04:38 am (UTC)
That was totally unexpected, and totally hot.

That Hayden is a tricksy one.

Will there be more of this? It seems, like this might have some repercussions, for both guys.
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:29 am (UTC)
Let's just say that I've got bunnies growing while sunning on the beach...

(Thanks, Leeanna!)
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Jun. 3rd, 2005 04:40 am (UTC)
Whilst reading the first one, I was like "Wow, this is the best Ewan/Hayden fic I've ever read. So fucking hot and amazingly described and everything."

Whilst reading the second one, I was like "... urgh... ah... oh..."

Seriously. I have found my new pr0n supplier and it was good.

It was the whole thing which everyone else seems to have picked up on. The "I'm not a fucking bottom, babe" and then... guh... because Ewan needs to be dominated but fuck me if I haven't read it done in a hotter and more convincing way. Hayden was sweet damnit, and still sweet at the end when he realised what he'd done, and it was just so real. As was Ewan's reactions, and you made a beautiful contrast between his self-assured cockiness at the beginning to what he was like at the end. And you couldn't help feel it was all his fault in the first place because realistically he got the sex he had been wanting.

Guh. You can tell how much this has affected me by how much I'm rambling. Do you write other stuff? And will you be writing more Hayden/Ewan because, realistically, I think it would be a travesty if you didn't. *spazzes a bit*
Jun. 3rd, 2005 11:41 am (UTC)
She does indeed write other stuff, and her parody fics are brilliant! Some of her regular fics can be found here, and if you don't mind occasionally peeing your pants with laughter, here are her parodies.

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Jun. 3rd, 2005 05:33 am (UTC)
Ewan breaks away to catch his breath and mutters, "I'm not a fucking bottom, babe."

Hayden pushes his leg against Ewan, forcing him onto his stomach, catches an ear lobe with his teeth and replies, "You're about to be."

So brutal. You've done a very clever thing showing a naivete that feels very honest... even in a situation where honesty is lacking.

And the end!
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:32 am (UTC)
Thank you! I try to stay away from the Harlequin Romance type stories. Things are messy in real life, yeah?

I think this is some of the best fb I've ever gotten, so thank you, so very much!
Jun. 3rd, 2005 06:22 am (UTC)
Nice dynamic between them + hot = me fanning self. Must go shower now.
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:32 am (UTC)
Lay off the hand shower.

:-) (And thanks!)
Jun. 3rd, 2005 06:57 am (UTC)

Hi, um, that was hot, and I need to go do something by myself for a moment XD.

But ohmygosh. So yummy. *_*
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:33 am (UTC)
hi, back at ya! And thank you!!

*closes the door for your privacy*
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Jun. 6th, 2005 08:34 am (UTC)
Anne, I have bunnies. lots and lots of bunnies.

Can't those kids watch themselves on the beach while mama writes? Hee!
Jun. 3rd, 2005 12:58 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the birthday wishes!!!
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:34 am (UTC)
You are welcome! i hope it was lovely, sweetheart!
Jun. 3rd, 2005 02:37 pm (UTC)

Ok, so last night I was thinking about reading RPS like this but I was sure I would have to write it myself and I was sosad. But you wrote it! And it ROCKS!!!!! I am new to RPS (but Ewan/Hayden is sexier than Obi/Ani, if you ask me) and you have helped me accept it.

Things I love about this fic: (both parts)

1. Reference to real life stuff we know about these guys. And there's tons. And it's all too good to be true. Like the kiss. Like the SW press junket nightmare. Like Ewan's dick. Like Hayden's sense of humor. (They have the best laughs in the business between them.) Like the fact they're ACTORS and therefore not to be trusted ;)
2. Reference to Ewan's and Hayden's possible gayness/bi-ness. Always a good thing. I need my gay/bi heroes, dammit!
3. The ability to make "secret thumb" an acceptable, nay, SEXY choice of words.
4. Sexy kissing. Always hard to find, as my motto goes "kissing is for suckers". So you got me there.
5. Successfully navigating Hayden's sexual waters (wait, that sounds kinkier than I meant it to...). Because he's deceptively easy to write as a bottom, but you just know (in his Aries/Taurus-ness) that he's more of a top. Just that thing about him... One of the reasons I haven't tackled RPS yet. But you handled it PERFECTLY. These are a tricky pair. Definitely not conventional. At all. For example...
6. You make vanilla sexy. Awwwww. (Psssst, you know Hayden has a thing for clean socks and underwear? Vanilla kink city. And he sticks out his tongue all the time. Just sayin...)
7. Kick-ass dialogue. Hayden could say "baby" convincingly.

OMG you rock so much. I hope this post isn't embarrassing. I'm sorry, I had to friend you, this was so good. Enjoy the beach! Think lovely thoughts, hint hint hint.
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:36 am (UTC)
See, that is *exactly* what motivated me to write this. WRITE SOME!! I'llbe trolling yoru LJ after I get back from the beach...

And thank you SO MUCH for your feedback! (And heh, only on LJ could a blow job and anal sex between two men be vanilla. Ha ha ha!)

WRITE!!! I hope to read some hotness from you soon! (we need more E/H, dude!)
Jun. 5th, 2005 03:07 pm (UTC)
I was not expecting that. But I'm glad you took that root. It made this so much better than I expected. Wow, I loved the new tension and space you just put between them with that incident. Ewan's anger and gosh, I don't know what to say. I just really like where you took this and I hope you continue!
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:37 am (UTC)
Thank you! I have some more bunnies I'm thinking through, so this isn't a one time dabble in a new fandom, so thanks for the encouragement!
Jun. 5th, 2005 05:51 pm (UTC)
Oh, Ewan is DEF a bottom! So sexy! Top Hayden is sexy too!

Please tell me this isn’t the end! I gasped at Ewan’s reaction. So flipping sad! Understandable….but SAD!
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:38 am (UTC)
I don't have anything in my head for this particular story, but that could change... I have some more ideas I want to think about, and hopefully write about. Thank you for gasping! How cool. :-)
Jun. 5th, 2005 05:55 pm (UTC)
Oh, such mean boys to each other. I like mean boys. I need so much therapy.
Jun. 6th, 2005 08:39 am (UTC)
We'll drive to the therapist together.

(OMG, there are so many youngish boys here at the beach half naked. is it wrong that I want them to fight, grapple, then fall into a hot, sandy embrace?)
Jun. 18th, 2005 06:30 am (UTC)
OMG. Look what you've done. I don't read RPS but, well I do now. I'm going to hell, but a least I'll have something good to read. Thank you. By the way I LOVE Hayden on top, and it's not often done. Thanks again.
*throws flowers, chocolates, and money*
Jun. 18th, 2005 06:35 am (UTC)
Thanks! I love Hayden on top, too. :-D Besides, the boy played competitive TENNIS - he's going to want things his way, you know? Hee!!

More coming later today! (Thank you for taking the time to leave fb!)
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Oct. 18th, 2005 08:07 pm (UTC)
Hey, peanut. Link the rest of this! It's unfindable! *pokes*
Oct. 18th, 2005 08:25 pm (UTC)
Silly! That's because the fic ended! But the next part of the series is now linkied.

*LOVES YOU!* And thanks for the poke.
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Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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