Like old times

My first story on AFF so be gentle. There isn't really much sex in this. there is lots of hints to a night of rough loving, but I'm not going to get into the nitty-gritty right off bat. so enjoy this little slashy fic and soon some dirtier one's will follow.

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"Ah, fuck." I opened my eyes slowly, the room was still dark and I thanked whatever god there is for that. Another fucking hangover, damn my head is pounding so hard a tank might as well be hitting me with all that crazy shit those things like to throw around. God, its been 5 years since I escaped that hell-hole and yet i still think about it all the fucking time.

"mmm~"

i was ripped from my thoughts as a warm body pushed up close against mine, someone was snuggled against my chest. I hooked up with someone last night? My eyes wandered down slowly, fucking hangovers, and rested on the person attached to my side.

"..." no way. Ellis! When did.... Oh yeah... I remember now. I went to some new years party at a friends house, I drank...a lot, thank god there's still booze in this zombie infested world. When we saw each other, i guess, everything that happened between us in the past came rushing back. I glided over to him and whispered for him to follow me, damn I'm good, and he did, of course, he's always been one to follow my orders,sometimes. We stumbled into my apartment not letting even an inch between our bodies. Not a minute later we were naked on my bed. Now I'm not one for lovey-dovey shit so we got right down to it, and damn if he wasn't as ready as I was to get down and dirty. We fucked, then i went outside for a after-sex cigarette and he followed and we talked a bit, then back inside for another round.

I guess that is a short summary of what happened. I also guess i could have gone into some more dirty details but I'll leave that for the imagination. Fuck if it wasn't as amazing as it used to be tough. Not that I'd ever admit this to him, or anyone for that matter, but Ellis knows a thing or two when it comes to sex. His moans and dirty talk would drive the straightest man wild and, I hate to say it, but damn he knows how to suck a dick. I haven't seen, or fucked, him in 4 damn years and he's still as good as he was. His tan skin and muscles haven't changed, his hair has grown out a bit, it curls on his forehead and he has a few curly cowlicks here and there, but still the same Ellis.

"'Mornin Nick~" He slurred out in my ear, "Hangover?"

"Like you would not fucking believe"

"Need any help wit that?" He smirked rolling on top of me, making our faces inches away from each other.

"Heh, it'd be nice, how do you not have a hangover yourself?"

"Wasn't drunk" He said plainly.

"Well, being drunk is fun, hangovers, not so much."

"Last night was fun"

"Yes, yes it was."

"Fun enough to go again?"

I leaned up and pressed our lips together for a quick kiss, "bring it on, overalls"

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I use way to many commas.... my grammar is also horrible. oh well. I may add more to this short piece of sexless smut if anyone is interested in reading more. If not then I'll end it at this, hope you enjoyed it.

xx
Aba