Hair by Dira Sudis (Challenge #23 - Hair)
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numb3rsflashficTitle: Hair
Pairing/Characters: David/Colby
Rating/Warning: PG-13, slash
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 530
Summary: Name that tune.
Notes: Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
iuliamentis for getting me to actually write this after talking about it for days, and to julad for keeping a straight face long enough to beta. There is really no good explanation for this, I just... got it stuck in my head and had to write it. Sorry. *g*
Hair
David stared at the ceiling for a while, his panting syncopated with Colby's quick breath against his thigh, letting his brain reassemble itself. "Hey," he said after a minute, looking down at the top of Colby's head. "You were humming again. What is that?"
Colby tipped his head up, giving David a slow green-eyed blink and then smiling, licking his reddened lips so close to David's dick he could almost feel the slide of tongue. "A blowjob?"
David snorted, reached down and ran his thumb across the shiny-wet corner of Colby's mouth. The tip of Colby's tongue flicked out against his skin, but David refused to be distracted. "What were you humming? I'm starting to recognize it. I'm gonna hear it on the radio one of these days and drive right off the road."
Colby said, "No, you won't," but he turned his face down against David's thigh as he said it, the tips of his ears going pink and his shoulders twitching tight before he forced them to relax again.
David laughed. "Granger, you gotta remember I can tell when you're blushing. Come on, what the hell are you humming?"
Colby heaved a sigh against David's skin and then moved, lifting himself up over David and crawling up until they were eye to eye. Softly, voice rasping like he'd just had a cock down his throat, cheeks brightening from pink to flaming red, Colby sang. "Sodomy, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Pederasty, Father, why do these words sound so nasty? Masturbation can be fun, join the holy orgy, Kama Sutra everyone!"
David stared.
Colby closed his eyes and unlocked his elbows, lowering himself down on top of David. He was heavy and sweaty and limp, making David work to breathe, and his face was fever-hot against David's throat. "It's from Hair," Colby muttered, and the words were a ticklish movement of lips and breath on David's skin.
"Hair," David repeated, running one hand over Colby's. It was short-clipped and dirty blond (unsat, Colby had told him with weirdly defiant satisfaction, meaning it wouldn't pass an Army inspection, but he still freaked out if he didn't get a haircut every sixteen to twenty days--and David couldn't really argue when he was shaving his own head every two or three). "Hair. Like the musical with the hippies."
"Yeah," Colby muttered. His face was cooling down, or David's skin was getting acclimated to the slow dull burn of it. "It, uh--" Colby's left hand rose and waved vaguely through David's field of vision. "When I, um--" Colby put his hand back down, heavy on David's arm, admitting defeat. "Yeah. With the hippies."
David grinned and shook his head. The back of Colby's neck actually literally was kind of red, between the remnants of his dark desert tan and the fading hot flush, and here he was in bed with David, singing a song from Hair. "How did you ever make it out of Idaho alive?"
Colby lifted his head up, grinning, and finally gave a low, gravelly little laugh. He pressed a kiss to David's mouth and whispered, "Man, believe me, I would tell you if I knew."
Pairing/Characters: David/Colby
Rating/Warning: PG-13, slash
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 530
Summary: Name that tune.
Notes: Thanks to
iuliamentis for getting me to actually write this after talking about it for days, and to julad for keeping a straight face long enough to beta. There is really no good explanation for this, I just... got it stuck in my head and had to write it. Sorry. *g*Hair
David stared at the ceiling for a while, his panting syncopated with Colby's quick breath against his thigh, letting his brain reassemble itself. "Hey," he said after a minute, looking down at the top of Colby's head. "You were humming again. What is that?"
Colby tipped his head up, giving David a slow green-eyed blink and then smiling, licking his reddened lips so close to David's dick he could almost feel the slide of tongue. "A blowjob?"
David snorted, reached down and ran his thumb across the shiny-wet corner of Colby's mouth. The tip of Colby's tongue flicked out against his skin, but David refused to be distracted. "What were you humming? I'm starting to recognize it. I'm gonna hear it on the radio one of these days and drive right off the road."
Colby said, "No, you won't," but he turned his face down against David's thigh as he said it, the tips of his ears going pink and his shoulders twitching tight before he forced them to relax again.
David laughed. "Granger, you gotta remember I can tell when you're blushing. Come on, what the hell are you humming?"
Colby heaved a sigh against David's skin and then moved, lifting himself up over David and crawling up until they were eye to eye. Softly, voice rasping like he'd just had a cock down his throat, cheeks brightening from pink to flaming red, Colby sang. "Sodomy, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Pederasty, Father, why do these words sound so nasty? Masturbation can be fun, join the holy orgy, Kama Sutra everyone!"
David stared.
Colby closed his eyes and unlocked his elbows, lowering himself down on top of David. He was heavy and sweaty and limp, making David work to breathe, and his face was fever-hot against David's throat. "It's from Hair," Colby muttered, and the words were a ticklish movement of lips and breath on David's skin.
"Hair," David repeated, running one hand over Colby's. It was short-clipped and dirty blond (unsat, Colby had told him with weirdly defiant satisfaction, meaning it wouldn't pass an Army inspection, but he still freaked out if he didn't get a haircut every sixteen to twenty days--and David couldn't really argue when he was shaving his own head every two or three). "Hair. Like the musical with the hippies."
"Yeah," Colby muttered. His face was cooling down, or David's skin was getting acclimated to the slow dull burn of it. "It, uh--" Colby's left hand rose and waved vaguely through David's field of vision. "When I, um--" Colby put his hand back down, heavy on David's arm, admitting defeat. "Yeah. With the hippies."
David grinned and shook his head. The back of Colby's neck actually literally was kind of red, between the remnants of his dark desert tan and the fading hot flush, and here he was in bed with David, singing a song from Hair. "How did you ever make it out of Idaho alive?"
Colby lifted his head up, grinning, and finally gave a low, gravelly little laugh. He pressed a kiss to David's mouth and whispered, "Man, believe me, I would tell you if I knew."
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Date: 2006-10-09 06:55 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-09 11:56 am (UTC)I got the song "Hair" from Hair stuck in my head pretty much as soon as I read the prompt, and while writing my first flashfic, and I was joking to Iulia that somebody on the show knows all the words. And then for some reason, I decided it was Colby... *g*
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Date: 2006-10-09 08:38 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-09 11:13 am (UTC)I just woke up. that's all I got.
ridiculous, hilarious, totally crazy, and PERFECT.
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Date: 2006-10-09 12:03 pm (UTC)YAY! Thank you! The crazy just got me on this one and would not let go. *g*
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Date: 2006-10-09 11:36 am (UTC)Classic!!!!
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Date: 2006-10-09 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-09 01:51 pm (UTC)Also, this story is made of yay. And the next time someone says songfic is awful, I'm going to throw this at them. This is a pitch-perfect, warm little snip of post-irgasmic joy.
(Also, how much do I love this fandom in general, and you in specific, that people write about David, as himself, having sex? In most fandoms, the Black Guy doesn't get written about, and when he does he's made to speak in bad jive even if he never would in canon. Thank you for doing as beautifully by David as you do by everyone else.)
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Date: 2006-10-09 06:23 pm (UTC)And, yay, thank you! I'm so glad you liked this! I forgot to even think about it being songfic. *g*
I have to confess that I get irrationally nervous when writing David that I'm going to get it Wrong somehow (I mean - like, what, my understanding of ex-Army war-vet FBI agents from IDAHO is so DEEP?) but I keep trying when I get bunnies, because, damn, David deserves some love, and he and Colby are just ♥ ♥ ♥
So, in conclusion, thank you! :)
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Date: 2006-10-10 04:19 pm (UTC)I have to confess that I get irrationally nervous when writing David that I'm going to get it Wrong somehow
Yeah, part of the reason I said something is because I was just involved in a big discussion about this issue, where a lot of people presented Fear of Getting It Wrong as an insurmountable barrier. So I wanted to praise you for, well, not. For going ahead and writing him well, as himself first and foremost. Your David always looks exactly like the one onscreen, just naked. ;D
If it helps, this Black girl from the Bronx thinks you're getting it right. By whatever authority that grants me, which is precisely no more than anyone else's. :D
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Date: 2006-10-11 01:00 am (UTC)...And, of course, it is your fault that I have spent the entire day pondering David and whether I should, sometime, try writing something where he ... wears pants more. Or not. ;)
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Date: 2006-10-11 03:51 pm (UTC)Now on to important matters. You should definetely write more David, but honestly, he wears so much clothing (http://media.fandomtalk.org/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=1189&g2_serialNumber=2) on TV, don't you want to let him breathe? Stretch out? Wiggle around a bit? (And is that screencap not full of hotness?)
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Date: 2006-10-12 01:18 am (UTC)And, hmm, yes. You have a point. Way too many clothes on that man. Both of those men, in fact... ;)
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Date: 2006-10-09 05:41 pm (UTC)"How did you ever make it out of Idaho alive?"
Colby lifted his head up, grinning, and finally gave a low, gravelly little laugh. He pressed a kiss to David's mouth and whispered, "Man, believe me, I would tell you if I knew."
*dolphin noises*
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Date: 2006-10-09 09:48 pm (UTC)by which I mean:
Date: 2006-10-09 09:49 pm (UTC)Considerably more.
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Date: 2006-10-09 10:17 pm (UTC)...I just, uh, googled bagatelle, and realize that that is a word I've been needing in my vocabulary (I've been using petit rien, in my head), so thank you! And also, of course, for the sentiment - I'm glad you liked this!
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Date: 2006-10-09 10:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-10 04:21 am (UTC)I'm going to have this song in my head, all day thanks to you.
Of course, I'm also going to have Colby and David all up in my head too, soo...I guess I can forgive you.
Still not writing the Don/Colby/Charlieno subject
Date: 2006-10-10 04:37 am (UTC)OMG good because my brain would EXPLODE FROM HOTno subject
Date: 2006-10-12 12:45 pm (UTC)A blowjob?
BWEEEEEEEE!!!! Owned by you. Again. Love, love, LOVE.
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Date: 2006-10-13 04:03 pm (UTC)I um, can't stop laughing. And the last line of dialogue was perfect. :D
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