Driven to Distraction | Ryan/Seth | NC-17
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myficsTitle: Driven to Distraction
Pairing: Ryan/Seth
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,234
Summary: Ryan's trying to study. Seth keeps interrupting. Ryan knows a way to make him shut up.
Disclaimer: Me = Poor. Josh Schwartz = Filthy Rich. Note the difference.
Warnings: Tie!kink, light bondage.
Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nefyr who is a math GENIUS and who I owe far more than one PWP to.
Seth knows that he can sometimes be a pain in the ass. It’s not that he tries to be, it’s just that sometimes he can’t stop himself when he gets on a roll.
Like last week, when Ryan was trying to study, but the new Legion had just come out and Seth wanted to read it together? Totally not his fault! It’s not his fault that Ryan’s taking college more seriously than a heart attack and no longer seems to value the wonder that is comic books. So Seth just tried to remind him. Gently. By taking his physics book and throwing it in the trashcan and tackling him with the comic in hand.
It’s not Seth’s fault that Ryan’s on this Ravenclaw kick.
And today? Seth knows he should be quiet and let Ryan study for his test tomorrow, but A) he wants to watch the extended edition of Return of the King, and B) he’s horny, and if one of those two needs isn’t met soon, Seth just might explode.
“Hey, Ryan?”
“What, Seth?” Ryan asks exasperatedly, as if he already knows what’s coming.
“Whatcha doin’?”
“Studying, Seth, which is what you should be doing if you want to pass any of your classes this semester.”
“Study schmuddy,” Seth tells him. “That’s the old Seth Cohen’s style. That’s pre-Ryan. Now that I’ve got such a hot distraction, why would I bother?”
“Because this hot distraction isn’t going to get you into grad school next year.”
“I’m sure if the entrance board saw you, they’d let me in just so they could see you around campus more.”
“Sethhhhhhh,” Ryan groans.
A groan. Not a whine. Ryan is physically incapable of whining. That’s more Seth’s thing.
“Okay. Sorry.”
The silence lasts about ten minutes before Seth has to speak again.
“Hey, Ryan?”
“What now?”
“I was just thinking about GI Joe.”
A bemused smile tugs at the corners of Ryan’s mouth. “What about him?”
“I think he was gay.”
Ryan stops tapping his pencil against his book and looks up with a look of mild surprise stuck on his face. “How do you figure that?”
“Well, think about it. He’s in World War II, over there fightin’ the bad guys, just him and the other Joes down in the trench…there were no women, Ryan. There’s no GI Jane, despite what Demi Moore would have you believe. I’m sure GI got a little frisky with one of the other Joes at some point. No man could go that long without sex. He’d die. Or explode first.”
Ryan blinks at him for a moment, then says, “You have too much time on your hands. Study,” and goes back to reading his notes.
Seth squirms and wiggles and hems and haws for twenty minutes, which he thinks is a monumental improvement, before he starts speaking this time.
“Hey Ryan?”
“What is it?” Ryan asks in a voice that’s so annoyed it comes off as a growl.
Seth has to take a moment to pause and swallow roughly, because Ryan growling at him like that is pretty damn hot.
“You want to go get a pizza later?”
“Seth, for the love of God, if you interrupt me one more time I’m gonna gag you or something.”
Seth harrumphs and turns on his laptop and manages to keep quiet until after he’s finished checking his e-mail, which is a really long time in Seth-speak, before he just can’t take it.
“Hey, Ryan?”
Ryan doesn’t even speak, he just gets up, grabs a tie out of his closet, and holds Seth down until he’s got him gagged with it.
Seth waits until Ryan gets back to his own bed before he reaches up and pulls the tie out of his mouth.
“Nice job,” he tells Ryan.
Ryan grins and Seth shrinks against the wall because the gleam in Ryan’s eye is more than a little bit scary.
Ryan grabs two more ties—the Rocky and Bullwinkle matching ones they bought each other last Christmas in lieu of actual gifts—and stalks towards Seth again.
“Whatcha doin’, Ryan?”
“Buying myself time to study,” Ryan says, holding Seth down again and tying his arms to the bedposts and putting the first tie into his mouth again.
Seth glares at him as Ryan goes back to the other side of the room and picks his book back up.
He wiggles and bounces and kicks his legs and growls around the gag and Ryan just ignores him.
He can’t really do much, so he just starts kicking his legs rhythmically to a tune in his head.
Ba duna duna duna dun.
Thump.
Dun dun dun dunnnnnnnn.
Thump.
Dooodle deedle doooooooooo.
Thump.
“Seth, stop it.”
Seth looks over at Ryan and grins mischievously as best he can around the gag and continues his kicking.
Ryan growls again and comes over to the bed and pulls the gag out.
“What’s it gonna take to get you to stop?”
“Figure it out,” Seth says with a suggestive smile.
Ryan unzips Seth’s jeans and says, “Fine, but I’m not gonna enjoy it.”
“You know just the way to turn a guy on.”
Ryan gives him A Look. “Shut up, Seth.”
“Aren’t you going to untie me?” Seth asks.
“No.”
Seth harrumphs, but obligingly lifts his hips to allow Ryan to pull his jeans and boxers off.
Before Seth can really think much past how cold the air is on his cock, Ryan’s pressing one finger into him, and Christ, that’s cold.
“Hey!” he says indignantly.
“You annoy me all day and then expect me to warm up the lube?” Ryan says, cocking one eyebrow.
“Hmph!” Seth says, spreading his legs a little wider.
Ryan continues stretching him until he’s ready, then rolls on a condom and enters him in one quick thrust.
Seth leans forward to try and capture Ryan’s lips, but Ryan leans away.
“You’re such a meanie,” Seth tells him.
Ryan grins and kisses him. “You’re not supposed to move. I make the moves. Got it?”
“Fine,” Seth says, lying back against the pillows on the bed and moaning as Ryan hits his prostate.
Ryan’s going hard and fast, trying to end this as soon as possible so he can go back to studying.
Two can play at that game.
Seth clenches down around him and grins when Ryan stops moving.
“Stop that,” Ryan says.
“Make me,” Seth says petulantly.
“I swear, you’re like a little kid,” Ryan tells him.
“You don’t fuck little kids into the mattress,” Seth grins. “Or at least I hope you don’t.”
Ryan thrusts forward and hits Seth’s prostate again, and Seth gasps to catch his breath.
“Fuck, Ryan.”
“You gonna leave me alone after this?”
“Yeah, sure, I promise. God, yeah, like that, right there.”
Ryan hits that spot again and again and again, and before Seth has time to register what’s happening, he comes.
Ryan lasts only a few thrusts longer, then climbs off of him.
“I’m going to the library to study,” Ryan says, pulling his jeans back up.
“Okay,” Seth says.
Ryan picks up his books and heads to the door.
“Hey, wait!” Seth calls. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“Oh, right,” Ryan says, smiling as he crosses the room.
He picks up the tie and puts it back in Seth’s mouth.
“Thanks for reminding me,” he says cheerily just before he leaves.
Definitely a meanie, Seth thinks.
Pairing: Ryan/Seth
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,234
Summary: Ryan's trying to study. Seth keeps interrupting. Ryan knows a way to make him shut up.
Disclaimer: Me = Poor. Josh Schwartz = Filthy Rich. Note the difference.
Warnings: Tie!kink, light bondage.
Notes: For
nefyr who is a math GENIUS and who I owe far more than one PWP to.Seth knows that he can sometimes be a pain in the ass. It’s not that he tries to be, it’s just that sometimes he can’t stop himself when he gets on a roll.
Like last week, when Ryan was trying to study, but the new Legion had just come out and Seth wanted to read it together? Totally not his fault! It’s not his fault that Ryan’s taking college more seriously than a heart attack and no longer seems to value the wonder that is comic books. So Seth just tried to remind him. Gently. By taking his physics book and throwing it in the trashcan and tackling him with the comic in hand.
It’s not Seth’s fault that Ryan’s on this Ravenclaw kick.
And today? Seth knows he should be quiet and let Ryan study for his test tomorrow, but A) he wants to watch the extended edition of Return of the King, and B) he’s horny, and if one of those two needs isn’t met soon, Seth just might explode.
“Hey, Ryan?”
“What, Seth?” Ryan asks exasperatedly, as if he already knows what’s coming.
“Whatcha doin’?”
“Studying, Seth, which is what you should be doing if you want to pass any of your classes this semester.”
“Study schmuddy,” Seth tells him. “That’s the old Seth Cohen’s style. That’s pre-Ryan. Now that I’ve got such a hot distraction, why would I bother?”
“Because this hot distraction isn’t going to get you into grad school next year.”
“I’m sure if the entrance board saw you, they’d let me in just so they could see you around campus more.”
“Sethhhhhhh,” Ryan groans.
A groan. Not a whine. Ryan is physically incapable of whining. That’s more Seth’s thing.
“Okay. Sorry.”
The silence lasts about ten minutes before Seth has to speak again.
“Hey, Ryan?”
“What now?”
“I was just thinking about GI Joe.”
A bemused smile tugs at the corners of Ryan’s mouth. “What about him?”
“I think he was gay.”
Ryan stops tapping his pencil against his book and looks up with a look of mild surprise stuck on his face. “How do you figure that?”
“Well, think about it. He’s in World War II, over there fightin’ the bad guys, just him and the other Joes down in the trench…there were no women, Ryan. There’s no GI Jane, despite what Demi Moore would have you believe. I’m sure GI got a little frisky with one of the other Joes at some point. No man could go that long without sex. He’d die. Or explode first.”
Ryan blinks at him for a moment, then says, “You have too much time on your hands. Study,” and goes back to reading his notes.
Seth squirms and wiggles and hems and haws for twenty minutes, which he thinks is a monumental improvement, before he starts speaking this time.
“Hey Ryan?”
“What is it?” Ryan asks in a voice that’s so annoyed it comes off as a growl.
Seth has to take a moment to pause and swallow roughly, because Ryan growling at him like that is pretty damn hot.
“You want to go get a pizza later?”
“Seth, for the love of God, if you interrupt me one more time I’m gonna gag you or something.”
Seth harrumphs and turns on his laptop and manages to keep quiet until after he’s finished checking his e-mail, which is a really long time in Seth-speak, before he just can’t take it.
“Hey, Ryan?”
Ryan doesn’t even speak, he just gets up, grabs a tie out of his closet, and holds Seth down until he’s got him gagged with it.
Seth waits until Ryan gets back to his own bed before he reaches up and pulls the tie out of his mouth.
“Nice job,” he tells Ryan.
Ryan grins and Seth shrinks against the wall because the gleam in Ryan’s eye is more than a little bit scary.
Ryan grabs two more ties—the Rocky and Bullwinkle matching ones they bought each other last Christmas in lieu of actual gifts—and stalks towards Seth again.
“Whatcha doin’, Ryan?”
“Buying myself time to study,” Ryan says, holding Seth down again and tying his arms to the bedposts and putting the first tie into his mouth again.
Seth glares at him as Ryan goes back to the other side of the room and picks his book back up.
He wiggles and bounces and kicks his legs and growls around the gag and Ryan just ignores him.
He can’t really do much, so he just starts kicking his legs rhythmically to a tune in his head.
Ba duna duna duna dun.
Thump.
Dun dun dun dunnnnnnnn.
Thump.
Dooodle deedle doooooooooo.
Thump.
“Seth, stop it.”
Seth looks over at Ryan and grins mischievously as best he can around the gag and continues his kicking.
Ryan growls again and comes over to the bed and pulls the gag out.
“What’s it gonna take to get you to stop?”
“Figure it out,” Seth says with a suggestive smile.
Ryan unzips Seth’s jeans and says, “Fine, but I’m not gonna enjoy it.”
“You know just the way to turn a guy on.”
Ryan gives him A Look. “Shut up, Seth.”
“Aren’t you going to untie me?” Seth asks.
“No.”
Seth harrumphs, but obligingly lifts his hips to allow Ryan to pull his jeans and boxers off.
Before Seth can really think much past how cold the air is on his cock, Ryan’s pressing one finger into him, and Christ, that’s cold.
“Hey!” he says indignantly.
“You annoy me all day and then expect me to warm up the lube?” Ryan says, cocking one eyebrow.
“Hmph!” Seth says, spreading his legs a little wider.
Ryan continues stretching him until he’s ready, then rolls on a condom and enters him in one quick thrust.
Seth leans forward to try and capture Ryan’s lips, but Ryan leans away.
“You’re such a meanie,” Seth tells him.
Ryan grins and kisses him. “You’re not supposed to move. I make the moves. Got it?”
“Fine,” Seth says, lying back against the pillows on the bed and moaning as Ryan hits his prostate.
Ryan’s going hard and fast, trying to end this as soon as possible so he can go back to studying.
Two can play at that game.
Seth clenches down around him and grins when Ryan stops moving.
“Stop that,” Ryan says.
“Make me,” Seth says petulantly.
“I swear, you’re like a little kid,” Ryan tells him.
“You don’t fuck little kids into the mattress,” Seth grins. “Or at least I hope you don’t.”
Ryan thrusts forward and hits Seth’s prostate again, and Seth gasps to catch his breath.
“Fuck, Ryan.”
“You gonna leave me alone after this?”
“Yeah, sure, I promise. God, yeah, like that, right there.”
Ryan hits that spot again and again and again, and before Seth has time to register what’s happening, he comes.
Ryan lasts only a few thrusts longer, then climbs off of him.
“I’m going to the library to study,” Ryan says, pulling his jeans back up.
“Okay,” Seth says.
Ryan picks up his books and heads to the door.
“Hey, wait!” Seth calls. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“Oh, right,” Ryan says, smiling as he crosses the room.
He picks up the tie and puts it back in Seth’s mouth.
“Thanks for reminding me,” he says cheerily just before he leaves.
Definitely a meanie, Seth thinks.
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Date: 2006-09-17 04:21 pm (UTC)Seth ... tied-up! There needs to be more tie!porn bondage out there.
*loves* ♥
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Date: 2006-09-17 05:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-17 06:02 pm (UTC)http://community.livejournal.com/theoc_slash/367406.html (My "Driven to Distraction" from May of 2005)
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Date: 2006-09-17 06:11 pm (UTC)Thanks. :)
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Date: 2006-09-24 04:46 pm (UTC)OMG. HP, LotR, and The O.C. all in one. *geekgasm* And the GI Joe thing kills me.
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Date: 2006-09-25 05:35 am (UTC)no subject
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