Fic, Don Doesn't Know Much About Art, But ....Part 3, Don/Ian, 18

[fredbassett]

Title: Don Doesn’t Know Much About Art, Part 3 (?)
Fandom: Numb3rs
Characters: Don Eppes, Ian Edgerton
Rating: 18
Warning: None, we’re all adults, I hope
Summary: Don and Ian continue to stake out a gallery opening
Disclaimer: Not mine, no money made, don’t sue, no stoats or jellyfish were harmed in the making of this fic
Author’s Note: Sorry for the insanely long delay in this series. The previous parts can be found here. This story will get finished, honest!
 

“Post-Structuralism gone mad,” sniffed a woman dressed entirely in lime green.

It’s a fucking decomposing jellyfish.

“Another failed attempt to explore the boundaries of restraint,” agreed her companion, haughtily

It’s a fucking decomposing jellyfish in a goldfish bowl. And it smells.

Don thought wistfully back to the spray-painted stoat, hanging from the ear of the large woman he’d been listening to earlier. After another half hour spent in here, he’d probably be inclined to describe it as charming, even if it was dead. And if they were in Hollywood, it would’ve had it’s own show by now.   Stoats in the City. 

A light slap on his ass sent the butt-plug in deeper and drove a hot flush of embarrassment into his cheeks at the same time as an uncomfortable amount of blood reached an even more inconvenient part of his anatomy.

“Concentrate, Eppes!” Edgerton hissed into his ear, warm breath tickling along his hairline. “Which one of this lot isn’t acting normally?”

Amusement flickered in Don’s eyes. “Question’d make more sense the other way round, buddy,” the agent drawled.

Edgerton grinned.

Don Eppes shot a smoldering look around the room, causing anyone in his immediate vicinity to edge away, without even knowing they were doing it.

His partner’s hand caressed him lightly through the tight denim of his jeans and the sniper leaned in close to swirl a warm tongue lazily around his earlobe.

A shiver ran all the way down Don’s back and sheathed itself in his ass. Where it found itself in good company.

Maybe the games he’d been playing with Edgerton these past few months hadn’t been such a bright idea. Perhaps he ought to find a safer hobby. Shark fishing, or something.

Edgerton’s voice slipped into his ear like a honey-coated blade. “Stay in character, sweetie and don’t frighten the punters. In fact leave the punters to me. You go scope out the security. At least one of them, probably two, has to be a plant. Find ‘em and get ready to take ‘em down.”

Don Eppes pouted and swayed out of reach with an arch look.

Ian Edgerton plastered on his best insincere smile and caught Phoebe Masterton’s sharp blue eyes.

Ignoring the Eppes induced twitch in his own groin, he raised one eyebrow a fraction

The gallery owner flickered her eyes towards one of her guests.

Ian’s own erection subsided.

Much as he wanted to drag Don into the toilets and fuck him through the wall, they had work to do.

Comments

[telperion-15.livejournal.com]

Well, there's a nice image to end with! *grins*

Nice to know you're still working on this *prods Fred* Cos I just adore this fic! Mmmmmmmmmm...

[fredbassett]

Thanks :) I have left this one for a shockingly long time, but I will make a determined effort now, or my stoats might leave home for good!

We seem to have a thing about walls right now, hon, don't we? *grins*

[telperion-15.livejournal.com]

I don't know what you mean! *whistles innocently* Walls are very good for leaning against, I'll give you that...

*grins*

[deinonychus-1.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, walls can be interesting. *joins in innocent whistling*

[munchkinofdoom.livejournal.com]

Don Eppes shot a smoldering look around the room, causing anyone in his immediate vicinity to edge away, without even knowing they were doing it.

A shiver ran all the way down Don’s back and sheathed itself in his ass. Where it found itself in good company.

I love you! *veg*

[fredbassett]

Glad it amused you! *grins*

[callisto24.livejournal.com]

Hehe. Ian and Don are very nice together. Can't wait to see what they'll do next.
Thank you very much for writing them.
( If you are looking for another community to place Ian Edgerton fics, I would love to recommend kieferlou to you. Ian is such a hot guy, there can't be enough of him. )
Take care!

[fredbassett]

Thanks! Glad you liked them :)

So far as Numb3rs is concerned, I seem to be entirely writing Don/Ian, so if you don't think it will be too much duplication for people, I'm happy to join the other comm and cross-post there if you think people would be interested.

[callisto24.livejournal.com]

*huggles* I'm sure they would be interested. There are some great Ian Edgerton admirers here, though most of them are too shy to comment, but nevertheless very glad to be able to read. ;)
I would be very happy to see your story there and recommend it on the Yahoo List at once. Can't wait to see what will happen to them next. Don and Ian are a really cute couple. :)
Take care!

[fredbassett]

I've posted the link :) Thanks for the suggestion. I've also joined the comm. Looking forward to reading more Ian stuff!!

[callisto24.livejournal.com]

Awesome!
Thank you very much. There is already a nice collection of links to really hot Ian - stories. This guy rocks. *gg*
Thanks again. *huggles* ( I remember there is an Ian Edgerton community somewhere in LJ too, but hadn't been very busy these days. Seems like he should show up in Numb3rs soon again. )
Take care! ;)

[entangled-now.livejournal.com]

I started this and then couldn't read it because I was laughing too hard. I got to 'stoats in the city' and I had to compose myself then go back and start over! Lol! I love that!

Very funny, I do actually feel sorry for Don and his art show, but Ian is still winning!

[fredbassett]

I've had a thing about stoats since the Grauniad ran a cartoon about 20 years ago when Steve Bell was on holiday once, which had characters called Shane and Tracey Stoat, who lived in Brambley Hedge ..... it was insanely awesome and I've laughed about it ever since, hence this strange tendency to try and introduce stoats into fic wherever I can!

I'm pleased it stoatally amused you :)

[deinonychus-1.livejournal.com]

Heehee. Poor Don.... NOT! He's still got a few of those 'ass issues' to deal with, hasn't he? Fun fic. (sorry about the delay commenting, I'm still catching up from the weekend).

[fredbassett]

He has, but Ian's working on them :) Thanks, it's fun to write!

Continue?

[(Anonymous)]

I love this story!! Please continue it. I know that most authors hate being pushed like that, and I'm trying not to "push" you, but to encourage. =] Seriously, Don/Ian is my guilty pleasure.

Re: Continue?

[fredbassett]

I love Don/Ian as a pairing, and I;ve been sadly neglecting them for ages, but there will be more, I promise :)

Umm..

[(Anonymous)]

I don't mean to be a nudge(Ahem, yes I do), but I was wondering if you were going to finish this series. I really love it and would love you forever if you did. Pretty Please? ~big sad Cat eyes staring pleadingly~

Re: Umm..

[fredbassett]

Lol, thanks for nudging me, I need it, I really do :) I'm a Bad Hound and have let RL issues and my main fandom (Primeval) eat my brain, but I do love Don/Ian and I WILL finish this soon, honest!

[paranoid-woman.livejournal.com]

I so needed to re-read this one more time...

"A shiver ran all the way down Don’s back and sheathed itself in his ass. Where it found itself in good company." Oh, that was so great!

The entire story was great! I mean, it's like... *g* !!!

[fredbassett]

High time I finished this one! Thanks for reading. Your lovely comments are really drawing me back towards these two in a big way :)

[paranoid-woman.livejournal.com]

Yay! More Ian/Don... please??? *g*

Oh Oh...

[(Anonymous)]

Pretty please finish this! This story is like the mini cherry on top of the regular cherry on top of the sudae of awesome fanfic stories ~g~

Re: Oh Oh...

[fredbassett]

I will, I promise!