Distraction 2

Another DA story I would rather not lose. Enjoy.

"I need my laptop."

I blink up from my paranormal investigation at the black haired man above
me. "You dyed your hair again?"

He looks up at his own hair. "Uhm, yeah. But move, seriously, I want my computer."

I frown. "I don't wanna move."

He scowls, and I pat the seat next to me. "I'll let you have it if I can sit with you."

Jhonen Vasquez glares at me, before picking me up bodily, and sitting where I was.

"Not fair! I was sat there!" I protest, trying to lean forwards. Jhonen smirks, and holds my hands still, dumping a note book in front of the screen.

"I just have to type this up by tomorrow, ok? Then you can go on researching whatever."

I scowl as he opens wordpad, and starts typing, his hands flying over the keyboard at lightning speed.

After a few moments, I wriggle in his lap, frowning at how uncomfortable I am.

"Sit still, Dib."

I pout, feeling childish. "I can't."

Jhonen leans his chin on my shoulder, adding another discomfort.

"What's wrong?"

"You stole my comfy." I snap, poking a finger sharply down sharply into his leg. "You big meanie."

Jhonen pushes a soft kiss against my cheek. "I'm almost done. Shut up and sit still."

I wince, trying to push against him. Jhonen scowls, and grabs my wrists, using his free hand to save his work.

I twist, and he pushes a soft kiss against my lips, then scowls as a Psycho theme cuts across him.

"Hello?"

I grit my teeth together as he wedges the cell phone between his shoulder and ear, and slides a hand swiftly down past the waistband of my pants.

"Dan, yeah. I finished it today, but I won't have it printed until tomorrow."

I tilt my head back, against Jhonen's shoulder. He snickers, trailing his fingers lazily down the outside of my underwear. I open my mouth wide, exhaling as my creator's fingers slip around my still imprisoned member.

"Nah, I don't know if I can do another FillerBunny. I'll try if you want, but don't hold me to it."

Jhonen smiles wickedly, sliding his hand free, and slips his fingers gently into my mouth, twisting my tongue around his digits. I suckle on them hungrily, thankful this time I get some form of preparation.

"I dunno, I'm always at Comic Con, I'll be out of town for a while."
I widen my eyes a little, and turn to look at my dark haired partner. "You can't be planning on doing this while on the phone to Dan!"
Jhonen smirks. "Of course."

I try and lean forwards as Jhonen slides his slick fingers down the back of my pants, and listens harder to his mobile.
"Just a sec, Dan, I'll be right back."

Jhonen lets go of my hands, and I move to stand shakily, until he hands me the phone, and makes me hold it up above his ear. I do so, and wince as he pulls my pants down to my knees.

I shake my head as Jhonen's voice rumbles through my senses, his slick fingers slipping around my entrance, him still chattering away to Dan, about whatever comic his been working on.

I buck against his hand, being careful to keep the phone held against his ear. I open my mouth, and lean forwards to bite into his collar, stifling my cries as Jhonen grabs my hips, pulling me down towards his body.

I hold myself as still as possible, and make a noise of discomfort as he undoes his own trousers. I bend closer, pushing my forehead against his shoulder, my arm aching from holding the blasted phone up for him.

Jhonen gently guides me down, his voice softer now as he pulls me down. I close my eyes, suppresing another soft sob.

I bite more of his shirt collar, stifling more of my cries as I'm pulled lower and lower, and I feel him gently move up towards me, and drop down towards him, grinding hard against him.

Jhonen laughs, and I rise until he's almost completely free from my body, then let myself drop all the way back onto him, opening my eyes. The look of pure bliss on his face is just fantastic. I grin, and slide completely free again, forcing Jhonen to pause, his entire body stiffening.

I open my mouth, my cries now simply a soft panting, and repeat my actions once more.

Jhonen snatches the phone off me, and growls "I gotta go, I'll call you later Dan."

Hanging up, he tosses the phone carelessly somewhere, and grabs my hips harder, holding me still so he can pound into me a lot harder. I give a sharp cry as Jhonen pulls me so that my face is buried against the cushion of the couch, my body slung over the arm as he leans down over me, still buried deep in me.

I cry out, my fingers clutching at the soft fabric of the couch as I'm pushed into, my knees burning against carpet below.

"Ah, ah, AH!"

A hand gently smooths the stray hair back from my forehead, and a kiss is placed gently against the back of my head. I whimper softly, trying to keep my eyes open as spots start dancing in front of my vision.

I whimper once more, and cry out as the hands that made me hold me with nothing but love and care, as Jhonen fills me with his seed, collapsing on top of me. After a moment, we shift up the couch, and I curl up on my side, my back pressed against Jhonen's stomach, his arms wrapping around me.

"Get to sleep, Dib."
I nod, and manage to take off my glasses, taking Jhonen's and placing them on the coffee table within arms reach.
"By the way...Your new hair color looks good." I mumble, and close my eyes, folding my arms under my head as I drift off into sleep.