Title: Welcome To The Club.
Fandom: Numb3rs.
Pairing: Ian/Charlie.
Author: Aiden.
Rating: FRAO.
Warning: Slash, language.
Beta: SRS/Silvia Thanks and you know that this is all your fault.
Disclaimer: I still don't own them.
Summary: Charlie becomes a member of the club.
Author's note: This was for a porn thread our leader posted.

This wasn't the way he wanted to spent his day, Charlie sighed. Stuck on an airplane with Ian Edgerton. When he had volunteered to go with an agent to Las Vegas, he would never have thought in a million years that it would be the sniper who would accompany him.

Sighing again, he stood. "I need to go to the restroom," he told Ian.

The sniper nodded. "Yeah, sure." Ian watched Charlie walk away, admiring his tight ass.

When Charlie hadn't returned after a few minutes, he got up and headed for the restrooms. He saw that just one was occupied and knocked on the door. "Charlie, everything okay?"

"Yeah, give me a minute," Charlie responded. After a minute, he opened the door and looked straight into Ian's eyes. What he saw in there made him blush.

With a seductive smile on his face, Ian pushed him back into the restroom and locked the door behind him.

"Ian, what are you doing?" Charlie asked, eyes wide with fear.

Ian pinned him between the sink and toilet. "Getting better acquainted," he responded, "with your body."

Charlie moaned when Ian started to kiss him and moved his hands up and down his body. The sniper unbuckled and unzipped his pants, lowering them. Turning the young man around, he looked around for something he could use as lube. Spotting the liquid hand soap, he put some on his fingers and started to stretch Charlie. When he was satisfied that the professor was stretched enough, he rubbed some soap on his already hard and leaking cock and slowly buried himself inside of Charlie.

"Relax," Ian whispered when he felt Charlie's muscles tense around his cock.

Charlie relaxed and groaned as Ian started to move in and out slowly. "Oh… please… faster," he panted.

"You want more?" Ian teased him.

Charlie could only nod, not able to form any coherent reply.

Ian started to move harder and faster, panting and growling. He heard Charlie moan every time he hit his prostate. "Oh…fuck."

"Yeah…oh…God!" Charlie yelled, cumming hard into his own hand.

Snickering, Ian pounded into him hard, feeling himself tipping over the edge. With Charlie's name on his lips, he came inside the young man. Slowly pulling out, he checked Charlie for injuries, satisfied that he was okay. He turned him around and took his mouth in a deep and heated kiss.

When they broke it off, Charlie looked at him. "What brought this on?"

"I saw that you were bored, so I thought it was time for a little distraction," Ian grinned.

Charlie smiled at the taller man. "Thank you."

Maybe this trip wouldn't be all bad.

THE END.