Whoever did this, have my first born.
HAHA I wrote this last year It kind of fits… it was a cross over where Erik, a German exchange student, moves in with is old friend Eames (inception) and meets the mousey little English boy he’s tutoring.
Charles was sitting on the couch waiting for Eames to finish up some work he was doing on his bedroom computer. He heard a door shut, but didn’t look up assuming it was just Eames coming back. After a while, there was some rustling behind him in the Kitchen. He frowned and turned, wondering what the man was doing.
It was definitely not Eames. Standing there wearing nothing but a pair of the tightest black boxer briefs Charles had ever seen was the most gorgeous man Charles had ever seen. He had dark auburn hair wet from a shower and was vigorously rubbing at it with the towel hanging around his broad naked shoulders. Charles couldn’t stop the small noise of surprise when the man turned giving him a glimpse of his handsome face and striking blue-green eyes.
Erik turned, having heard the sound and caught a pair of bright blue eyes staring at him over the back of the couch. “Oh, Hi. Ah, Erik, Eames’s new roommate,” he said, introducing himself to this newcomer with a slight smirk.
Charles nearly melted into his seat when he heard that lush German accent. “Um,” he tried unsuccessfully before clearing his throat, “I’m Charles.”
Erik came towards him then with a bottle of water he’d grabbed from the fridge. “Charles,” he repeated it as if testing it out on his tongue. He tilted the bottle towards the younger man in greeting before taking a swig.
Charles blushed, watching the muscles in Erik’s neck work as he swallowed. His brows knit together in his own embarrassment. Erik was leaning with one hip against the back of the couch, his crotch directly at Charles eye level. The bigger man didn’t even seem to notice how uncomfortable his partial nudity was making Charles. It was a completely different mentality Erik had and Charles strict English conservatism wasn’t coping well.