Caught Any Moment
Rating: R
Content: m/m slash
Characters: CM Punk, Elijah Burke
Summery: Ready, set…go!
Written 12/22/08



Punk knocked at the door. It wasn’t his custom; he had keys, of course. But this time, he wanted his lover to answer. He rocked impatiently as he waited, fiddling with the zipper on his sweatshirt.

There was the sound of the locks clicking, and the door was pulled open, revealing Elijah and his beautiful grin. “Welcome back, baby!” Elijah exclaimed. “Did you lose your - ”

Before he could finish, he was pounced upon, Punk driving him back against the wall and kissing him fiercely. “I missed you so bad, baby,” Punk gasped when he could stand to pull back, his lips quickly diving in to mouth Elijah’s neck as he pulled apart the buttons on Elijah’s shirt.

“Someone’s horny,” Elijah chuckled, groaning as Punk’s tongue teased the delicate skin of his neck.

“Why are you not getting naked?” Punk demanded, his lips moving down to kiss the flesh he had exposed on Elijah’s chest.

“My parents are here.”

Punk jerked back abruptly, his eyes quickly sweeping around the foyer. Elijah chuckled, raising a hand to stroke Punk’s dark hair. “Not right here. They went to get some eggnog. They wanted to come and make a nice dinner for your homecoming.”

“Oh.” Punk frowned, his hands wandering back to Elijah’s tight waist. “So, we’ve got a few minutes?”

“Only a few,” Elijah warned.

“Ok.” Punk looked around quickly, snatching a set of holiday bells from the wall and looping it over the doorknob. “Let’s go up to our bedroom. That should give us some warning.” He grabbed Elijah’s wrist, leading him swiftly toward the stairs.

“Is a few minutes enough?” Elijah questioned, hustling after his lover.

“Hell no, but it’s something.” Punk kicked the door to their room closed, tearing off Elijah’s shirt and pushing him back on the bed. “Ok, we don’t have enough time to really fuck, so let’s 69, and could you put a few fingers up my ass so I’ve at least had you inside me today?” Punk demanded, snatching a lube from their nightstand and hurriedly removing his clothes.

“Damn, baby,” Elijah murmured, licking his lips and gladly accepting another rushed kiss from his lover. “I love it when you get home!”

“Mmm,” Punk murmured, clearly past talking as he yanked his lover’s pants from his legs, spinning his hips around so they could begin their frenzied coupling.


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