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11 June 2012 @ 03:42 am
Push [Kane/Carlson]  
Title: Push
Author: spnfreak15
Pairing: Christian Kane/Steve Carlson
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, Angry/rough sex, language, bottom!Steve, Steve being incredibly out of Character, but hey, its an AU, so eh.
Word Count: 1,405
Disclaimer: I don't own anything
Summary:  Chris isnt paying attention to Steve, so Steve decides to do something about it. Chris isn't happy. Angry Sex ensues

Authors Note: Written for This Prompt at kinky_kane. This is my first time writing and posting anything other than background Chris/Steve. I hope it doesn't suck too bad. I may have stolen a small tiny part from the movie 'Hide' which I have been watching way to much since I got Netflix. See if you cant spot it if you've seen the movie ;p

Steve was horny, and Chris wasn’t paying him any attention. He was too busy talking on his damn phone because he couldn’t put work away for 15 minutes to take care of his boyfriends needs.

And Steve had a lot of needs.

So now he was devising a plan. A sure fire way to get Chris off the damn phone and into Steve’s pants. Steve put the finishing touches on his outfit and walked downstairs. He knew Chris couldn’t resist when he wore a pair of faded jeans slung low on his hips, clearly showing he wasn’t wearing any underpants, and a white wifebeater that showed off his figure.

He’d even brushed out his hair and lined his eyes with just a little bit of kohl to make the ice blue pop. He knew Chris had a thing for his eyes too, and he planned on pulling out all the stops here.

Steve walked into Chris’s home office and perched himself on his boyfriend’s desk. Chris’s eyes flicked up to look him over. For a split second, there was a spark of heat in Chris’s eyes, before he put his hand over the receiving end and hissed not now to Steve, shooing him off with a little wave of his hand, then went right back to talking business.

Steve narrowed his eyes. He was sure that was going to work. Not only did it not work, but Christian tried to shoo him away! No way was Steve standing for that.

“Chris.” He whined a little, not moving from his spot on the desk, wiggling a little.

“I’m sorry sir, if you could hold on just one second.” Chris said into the phone, then pulled it to the side to cover the receiver again. “Steve, I said not now. I’m with a client, please” He said, then moved the phone back to the side of his face. “Sorry about that, Sir. Now what were you saying about the accounts?”

Steve glared at the phone. He moved his foot up to nudge Chris’s thigh to try to get his attention. Christian swatted his foot away, but ultimately ignored him, so he did it again. Christian quickly covered the receiver and gave him his trademark annoyed look. “Dammit Steve I said not now!” He hissed and went back to talking on the phone.

Steve grinned to himself. Chris was getting angry, god did Steve love when Chris got angry. His boyfriend got rough when he got angry. Some people would say it bordered on abusive behavior, but Steve knew otherwise, Chris would never seriously hurt him. Steve knew just how to drive Chris up the wall and past his breaking point, and he loved doing it, too.

Steve decided enough was enough, he was sick of Chris ignoring him in favor of talking to some snooty client. He moved his hand over and tapped the hook, hanging up the phone.

“Hello? Mr. Manzelli can you he-” Chris stopped talking and looked over at Steve, whose finger was still on the hook. Chris’s eyes blazed fire as he realized what happened.

“What the fuck Steve!?” Chris shouted. “You can’t just come in here while I’m working and- and hang up on my clients! Fuck!” Chris said angrily. “Who the fuck do you think you are?!”

“I THINK I’m your boyfriend who you haven’t been paying any attention to in over two days. You’ve been glued to your office chair practically all week!” Steve complained.

“I’m working on closing a fucking client, of course I’m working all the time!” Chris said angrily.

“Well, now that you aren’t working..” Steve smiled and pressed himself against Chris. Christian shoved him off. “No, fuck off Steve, I don’t want anything to do with you right now.” He fumed. “Do you realize you probably just lost me that client? The fuck is wrong with you!?” Chris growled.

Steve shivered, god Chris was hot when he was angry. “Babe I was just trying get you to spend some time with me.” Steve bit his lip seductively.

Chris made an almost disgusted face. “Fuck you, Steve.”

“God I wish SOMEONE would.” Steve grunted out. In a flash, Steve was pressed against the wall by his throat, Chris’s hand squeezing almost too tightly.

“The fuck did you just say?!” Chris said, getting up in Steve’s face. “You want someone to fuck you? Is that it? You’re in my office, dressing like a whore and acting like a bitch because you want to get fucked?!” He spat.

“Yeah.” Steve rasped out. “Cmon baby, do it.” Steve whimpered.

“Fucking slut.” Chris spat and pulled him away from the wall. He shoved Steve over to his desk and slammed him down on his stomach. Steve let out a grunt of pain and hissed as Christian practically ripped down his pants. “Well I better give the little slut what he wants then.” Chris said and smacked Steve’s ass hard.

Steve let out a shout, not expecting that.

“You like that, you fucking whore? Good ‘cause I’mma spank you a few more times as punishment for being such a fucking bitch.” Chris growled and brought his hand down on Steve’s ass five more times, each slap harder than the last. By the end of the spanking, tears were streaming down Steve’s face. “Chris please!” He begged out.

“Oh thats right, you want to get fucked.” Chris chuckled darkly. “Wanted it so bad you were willing to come in here and fuck with me while I was working.” He said, unbuckling his belt and shoving his pants down. “Well, wouldn’t want to keep you waiting anymore, darlin’.” Chris said.

Steve moaned loudly. This is exactly what he wanted, and it only turned him on more that he could still manage to get what he wanted out of Chris by pissing him off.

Chris spat in his hand and lubed up his cock. “You don’t get any real lube or prep, darlin’, cause you are just so desperate for it.” Chris said. “Bet you wouldn’t be able to wait on that anyhow, huh?” He said, still with that angry edge to his tone.

“Just fucking do it!” Steve whined out, pressing his ass back against Chris. He felt his asscheeks being spread apart, and then felt a sharp, piercing pain as Christian slammed inside him, all in one go. Steve let out a pained shout and gripped the edge of the desk till his knuckles were white.

“Thats what you want?” Christian growled at him, pulling out and slamming his cock back inside Steve’s tight chanel. “Getting split open on my cock, darlin’?”

Steve let out a sound that was supposed to be yes and arched his back. Christian dug his nails into Steve’s hip with his left hand, and grabbed Steve’s hair with his right and used it as a handle while he fucked into Steve at a brutal pace.

“You fucking happy now, fucking bitch?” Chris growled. “Getting everything you fuckin’ wanted, aren’t you?” He panted.

Steve screamed Chris’s name as Chris slammed past his prostate again and again. “Chris!” he whined, close to cumming.

Christian pulled Steve up by the hair, so they were back to chest. “Cum, you fucking cockslut.” Chris said, gripping Steve’s hips to gain better leverage. He sped up his pace and Steve made a pitiful keening sound.

Steve threw his head back on Chris’s shoulder. His eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a sharp cry, his cock shooting ropes of cum onto Christian’s desk. Chris fucked him through his orgasm before spilling his load inside Steve with a low groan.

Steve was almost boneless in Christian’s arms, his knees were trembling and he felt as they were going to give out any second. Chris laid him back on his desk and looked down at him.

“What’s the matter darlin’, did I fuck you stupid?” Chris smirked down at his boyfriend. Steve didn't answer. His whole body was trembling from his orgasm, and his eyelids were fluttering closed.

“Shit.” Chris grinned, “I actually fucked you so hard you went and passed out, huh?” He said, proud of himself. “Well thats what you get for being a little fuckin’ manipulator.” Chris grunted and pulled up his pants.

Christian grabbed important things he needed for work and walked out of the room, leaving Steve passed out in a pool of his own come.

The End

Current Mood: tiredtired
deansgirl7107deansgirl7107 on June 11th, 2012 06:49 pm (UTC)
Fuck!!! That was so hot.
Sam: Eliot beaniespnfreak15 on June 11th, 2012 08:55 pm (UTC)
Thank you :D I'm glad you thought so
May: JA (risingstripes)seacity on June 16th, 2012 09:11 am (UTC)
That was some hot shit right there. I enjoyed it very much, haha. Thanks for sharing! :)
Sam: Deanpenmouthspnfreak15 on June 16th, 2012 04:15 pm (UTC)
I'm glad! Thanks for the comment, I appreciate it :)
lemonsweetslimegreen_sloth on July 11th, 2012 01:00 pm (UTC)
My name is Slothy and I endorse this story. Yowza.
ashanrahm on August 26th, 2012 10:32 pm (UTC)
oh my! that was hott!