Warning: NC-17

Pairing: Robert Downey Jr./Jude Law

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                                                       NOT ENOUGH

They just came back from the rehearsals at the Kodak Theatre for the Oscar ceremony that will take place tomorrow and Jude feels like he could need a nap already. But it doesn’t look like he’ll get any sleep anytime soon because Robert is totally hyper, singing aloud and now he’s approaching him in a most mischievous manner.
“After today’s drag I came to the conclusion that we should give the audience something more interesting”, Robert says with a crooked smile on his face while getting closer to his co-star. Jude blushes immediately and stammers: “Don’t know … what are you -” Robert seems too occupied with what he has in mind so Jude’s confusion stays unnoticed. “Well…”, a warm hand touches Jude’s cheek, “a small scandal can be the benefit to the both of us.”
One of Robert’s trademark smirks appears on his face which makes Jude even more nervous. The hand trades down to his lips and a fingertip brushes slightly over the sensitive red so that Jude is tempted to wetten them. Or is it just a sad excuse for his desire to taste Robert’s skin?
A low moan escapes his mouth and this seems to be the invitation for the smaller man to crush their mouths together. Jude feels an eager tongue lapping around his upper lip then proceeding on the bottom one. A strong hand is holding him firm at his neck while the other roams around the small of his back.
He feels all blood drained from his brain to lower regions when the skilled tongue enters his warm opening. Robert must have noticed it because now he’s grinding his hip against the other’s groin. “There we are.”

That did it for Jude and all of a sudden he grabs his partner, both hands in his soft hair, and pulls him even closer. The kiss becomes messy, slippery and rough while they’re pulling at each other’s shirts. Somehow they made it to the couch, shirts already gone, hands now busy with the rest of the unnecessary fabrics.
Robert finds himself on his back with a thud covered by a hot and muscular body. A delicious tongue goes down his exposed throat, teeth are scraping over the sensitive skin that evokes a deep groan out of him. He can feel Jude’s arousal against his own but it’s not enough friction. So he grabs the firm butt to make it move more intensively. And it’s still not enough.
“Oh fuck Jude, take me!” The man above him stops his movements abruptly and a hesitant look spreads over the boyish face. “Honey, are you sure? I mean… “  - “I don’t care what you mean. The only thing I care about is having your cock shoved up my ass!” Jude watches with fascination when Robert licks and sucks on his own fingers, watches as these glistering digits go down, legs already spread a bit further, watches as the middle finger slowly disappears.  Jude nearly chokes on his own spit. “Oh god…” is the only thing that escapes his too dry throat. A second finger is joining that induces a raspy moan from the man below him. Robert’s mouth is slack open, his hair sticks in curls to his forehead and his chocolate eyes are dark with lust while they’re lingering on Jude demandingly. It’s the most beautiful and arousing thing he’s ever seen.
“Do you have any lubrication?” Jude finally manages to say. “I don’t think so, your spit has to be sufficient” comes the bold answer. “Come on, Judesie. Gimme what I need.” The begging throws all caution to the wind and he starts to prepare his member.

Robert’s patience was nearly exhausted when he feels pressure against his puckered hole. Jude slowly enters him - damn, so tight - trying to be careful and as his whole length is inside that luscious American tush he halts his movements for a while. A little bit too long it seems as the individual beneath him complains: “God, Jude, will you bugger me already?” Jude doesn’t obey this time like he’s expected to. Instead of giving in, he just slowly grinds his hip. “Daisy, you are such a depraved little wanton.” These words combined with the teasing movements increases Robert’s lust and he tries to meet his needs with thrusts of his hip against Jude. “Tell me how it feels having me inside, Daisy”, comes a breathy voice to his ears. Gee, he’s driving me nuts. “Filled up. Hot. Not enough.” Jude struggles as he tries to keep the slow grind - but fails. He slams into the hole with such sudden force that has Robert scream out. Fingernails are digging into his back while he steps into a merciless rhythm. Everytime he hits the most sensitive spot inside of his lover he can hear a mewl or a squeal. He grabs Robert’s hard member that is already leaking with pre-come and pumps it at the same speed. The room is filled with the sounds of flesh-on-flesh, moans, fast breaths and swearings. Sweat is running down both their bodies, mouths unite in harsh kisses, tongues embraces each other sloppily. Robert feels himself so close, the fire in is lower stomach is nearly unbearable, he clutches with his hands at as much skin he’s able to, and then everything turns into a white bliss. “Oh fuck…” Jude feels warm liquid running down his hand and his cock gets squeezed heavenly as the muscles contract around him. With a cry he collapses on the warm body and short pants vibrate off of Robert’s chest.

With a gentle stroke through the dark blond hair Robert thinks of tomorrow. It will be a glorious day.