Fic, Lost: Stay Out of It (Sawyer/Boone, hard R I guess), for lost riffs

[janie_tangerine]

I know I said I was going to do the J/B sex pollen fic but yesterday night I arrived at page eight and it was all building up. Sadly it's going to take some time and since it would have been well past the deadline and too long anyway, I settled on another. Written this morning in one hour, no plot or anything, so probably not the best ever. Probably because I wasn't up for making it full of meanings at eight AM.

Title: Stay Out of It
Rating: hard R I guess, or light Nc17. It's not that graphic, but well, it's my best attempt and it's sex.
Pairing: Sawyer/Boone, implied one sided Sawyer/Kate and Jack/Boone
Word counting: about 1900
Disclaimer: Sure, they're mine. Who am I kidding?
Spoilers: If you've seen the first season, none. Well, none anyway. Guess it's set sometime between 'Outlaws' and 'Deux Ex Machina'.
Summary: It's about someone else for the both of them, but maybe not.
A/N: well some time ago maewe prompted me with Sawyer/Boone and 'Metro, why don't you just stay out of it?', which I guessed was good enough for keeping myself short. Hope she likes this ;) for the Lost Riffs porn day at lostsquee. I'm not nowhere as good with porn as I wish I was, but well, those two kinda facilitated the task seeing how they are. Plain PWP.

“Metro, why don’t you just stay out of it?” Sawyer asks with more annoyance than anything else.

It was enough walking on Jack and Kate being all nice and smiling to each other and, oh, fuck, Craphole Island Hallmark when he had spent half an hour searching for her. And then he had to stop himself from making too much noise because there they were, picking fruit or flowers or shit and looking lost in their own little world.

He sure didn’t need to stumble into Boone while going back and finding out that he had witnessed the same scene exactly.

He didn’t need him to ask whether something was wrong, either. Because sure, something was wrong indeed, but he wasn’t going to share that particular piece of information with anyone and definitely not with him. Sawyer just wants to be left the hell alone and he would have already given the kid a blow and he would have told him to fuck off if it only wasn’t for that inhaler story. For which, hell, okay, he wasn’t about to admit it to anyone but thinking about it, he could have avoided beating him up that much.

Not that he was ever going to say it. And so he had set on leaving him there, except that he feels a hand on his arm and has to turn. Boone is slightly smiling. Or maybe smirking. Sawyer didn’t think he was actually capable to smirk. The hell’s happening?

“You aren’t the only one, you know,” he says, and for a second Sawyer has to think about it because he had been too busy staring at Boone’s lips, pink and full, slightly parting while he spoke.

“.. what?”

“You want her, right?” Boone asks still keeping a hand on his arm. Sawyer could get away of that grip easily enough, even if the kid has some strength he didn’t suspect, but doesn’t.

“I told ya, just stay out of it.”

Boone doesn’t flinch a bit.

“I knew that. Well, as I said, you’re not the only one.”

Sawyer raises his head a bit and looks Boone straight in his eyes, biting his lips in order to feel some kind of pain to keep him distracted from any possible remark he could think of about how blue those eyes are.

Then it sinks, if only because he can recognize the look, he can recognize it all right..

“You mean you’ve got a thing for the doc?” he asks, not convinced at first, but finding out that it actually made sense, thinking about it.

Boone just nods slightly and his cheeks turn a shade of darker pink, flushing a bit, but he doesn’t break the eye contact with him.

“And so what? Wanna brood together?” Sawyer asks with his best sarcastic tone of voice, hoping to get away with it soon and to be left damn well alone.

“In truth,” Boone says coming nearer, his voice dropping to a much lower tone, “I was thinking about something with more sense than brooding.”

“Metro, this ain’t the time for jokes or...”

Sawyer’s words die on his tongue when Boone’s fingers slightly brush that thin line of skin showing between the shirt he’s wearing and the waistband of his already low jeans.

“I ain’t joking,” answers Boone, and Sawyer can see him grimacing while he says ain’t, “I so am not. It’s an offer, Sawyer. Take it or leave it, but seeing how things are going, I’d take it.”

“That’s crazy,” Sawyer says. But in truth, the offer is tempting. Because hell, if Kate and Jack are so caught up, he guesses he won’t have her anytime soon (and if she didn’t do one night stands..) and Boone doesn’t stand a chance with the doc anyway, seeing how Hallmark said doc is on Kate.

That said, the kid is pretty, more than enough, especially now when it looks like he’s in a determined mode. Those lips are stretched in a hard line which would be thin, weren’t they so full and soft that it’d be impossible for them to resemble thin, his eyes seem even bigger and they’re so blue he almost thinks he can see the sea in it.

Then he curses himself because he doesn’t think like that and he sure won’t start now. Then he decides he may as well give this a go since damnit, he’s actually hard now, quite some, and thinking about it, Boone’s really the best option he has for a decent fuck without strings attached, here. Or for relieving some tension. Or for avoiding thinking about Kate. Whatever.

Might as well go with it, he thinks pulling closer to him the arm that Boone still has a hand on and barely has the time to notice the little smile appearing on Boone’s lips before a hand is on his zipper and a pair of soft lips touches his own.

Sawyer hadn’t put kissing into account but he opens his lips up, turning so that Boone’s back is pressed against a tree.

The kiss is frantic, Boone’s mouth is damn hot and Sawyer’s tongue tries to reach every corner of it. He has to admit Boone is damn good at it. There’s some sweet flavor lingering there, Sawyer can feel it well enough; nothing that could resemble sugar, not that at all (while he’s sure the kid’s sister would definitely taste sugar-ish), but sweet nonetheless.

Boone has already opened Sawyer’s jeans, pulling them down enough as he needs, then he breaks the kiss, turns Sawyer’s back against the tree and kneels down.

Sawyer hisses when Boone’s lips trail over his navel, his tongue barely touching it, he gasps when Boone takes him in his mouth wrapping those goddamn lips around his erection. Sawyer would grip the back of the tree if he could but it’s too rough and so he puts his hand on Boone’s shoulders, biting his lips in case Kate and Jack are around, but it’s so hard not to make any noise when whatever Boone is making is going to make him loose any kind of possible control he can have.

Erase it, the Almighty Island Prettiness is damn good at this, though Sawyer is not ever going to tell him that for sure. He’s got a damn pride, even if, well, if Boone keeps on like this he’s probably going to forget he ever had one.

Sawyer can tell it, it’s mere seconds before he comes and his hands have come to Boone’s head, even if his hair is too damn short to hang on to; then suddenly Boone stops and leaves him, harder than he could remember being in a long time. Sawyer would kill him if Boone’s lips weren’t shiny and seemingly sticky and if Boone didn’t silence him crushing them against his, the bitter taste overwhelming Sawyer enough to make him forget that he wanted to kill him in the first place.

“Metro, you’d so better finish that.”

“Well, I thought you could,” he answers with a tone that Sawyer recognizes, quite some.

“Oh, really?” Sawyer smirks before turning the positions again and slamming Boone against the tree without any gentleness at all and briefly kissing him again.

“Get outta those jeans. Now.”

Boone nods and opens them, throwing them on the ground with his shoes. Sawyer gets rid of his too and goes back to the tree again, putting his hands under Boone’s shirt, the one with the poker cards on which he has to admit suits him just fine. Boone’s hands tangle in his hair, bringing Sawyer’s head on his neck where he’s sure to leave a bite that is going to show.

“I ain’t got nothin’ for..”

“I don’t care.”

Sawyer doesn’t have a problem with it, he isn’t the one who’s going to get hurt in this, but he tries to do it better as he can. He spits on his hand, coming closer to Boone who nods and raises his legs to hook them around Sawyer’s waist, his back always against the tree and Sawyer guesses it must hurt.

But that’s the reason they’re doing this in the first place, he reasons slipping the first finger in.

He slips a second one after some time and then decides to get the hell over with this because he can’t take it anymore and it’s all he can care about.

Boone takes it with no more than a gasp, he bites down hard on his lip but doesn’t motion for Sawyer to stop. Sawyer can sense that the kid’s hurting, but he should hurt more.

Unless he hadn’t already done this, which looks like a plausible option seeing that he’s actually good at it and that he isn’t as tight as he should be if he never had.

His hands grip Sawyer’s shoulders now, his nails (which definitely need a cut) dig into his skin and Sawyer finds it good, it doesn’t bother him at all. He gives the first push, then a second one, then Boone is moaning and he is too, his hair is falling all over his eyes and sweat trickles over his face, the air between them is hot and heavy and he gives a third push. Boone is tight but not so much, just how it should be he thinks, and he keeps on pushing while Boone encourages him and then he’s coming inside him, hard and fast and he takes Boone’s erection in his hand. He gives two or three strokes and then Boone comes too, as hard as he did; then he takes a mere two seconds and slips out of him, both of them too spent to do something which isn’t leaning against the tree because they can’t stand.

When they part, Sawyer takes his old shirt out and cleans himself best he can with it, then throwing it at Boone, who raises an eyebrow at him.

“What?”

“You’re giving me your shirt.”

“’s already ruined. Besides, yours looks too good on you to ruin it, too.”

“I’m touched,” Boone answers, but Sawyer can’t really feel sarcasm in it.

He throws the shirt in the woods afterwards, he really doesn’t think anyone is going to find it. And even if it was, no one was sure going to ask him explanations.

“I could do with a cigarette,” he mutters buttoning his jeans up while Boone puts on his shoes. His cheeks wear a lovely shade of pink now, his mouth is red and swollen, his eyes clear and bright.

“Never smoked.”

Sawyer nods and realizes he hadn’t thought about Kate a single time.

“Metro?”

“Yeah?”

“You were thinking ‘bout the doc, before?”

Boone raises a corner of his mouth in a half smile, then drops his head while shaking it.

“Not after the first ten seconds. You were thinking about her?”

“Nope. You’re less of a girl than one can manage.”

“Flattered,” Boone answers while Sawyer puts on his own shoes, turning back to the camp.

“Hey, prettiness!”

“Yeah?”, he answers turning.

“You ain’t bad at this.”

“You aren’t either. Well, if you ever catch them kissing, you know where to find me.”

Boone leaves, disappearing in the jungle, and Sawyer lets out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding.

He had an idea that he wasn’t going to wait for those two to kiss already.

End.

Comments

[maewe.livejournal.com]

OOOH Egregia, ma è splendida !!

Ci sono tante belle scene e non so da dove iniziare. Boone risplende in tutta la sua bellezza qui, approvo moltissimo.

“And so what? Wanna brood together?”
AHAHAHAHA, SO Sawyer.

Grazie grazie grazie. È veramente hot&lovely.

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

Prego carissima, mi fa piacere che sia piaciuta ** mi rendo conto che il sex non fosse troppo angry ma ha fatto di testa sua, mai che l'ispirazione mi segua dove voglio... XD

*amen alla bellezza dell'essere più pretty dell'isola*

[maewe.livejournal.com]

Mi ero completamente dimenticata che il sex dovesse essere angry, pensa te.

[alemyrddin.livejournal.com]

“And so what? Wanna brood together?”

lol. A dire la verità pensavo che entrambi fossero interessati al dottore, ma è bella l'idea di consolarsi così...
E la parte porno non è mica male! ;)

e poi... quella che Sawyer butta via sarà mica la solita camicia blu?? :D

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

Oddio sono della stessa opinione anche io ma se fossero stati tutti e due interessati a Jack sarebbe stata troppo angst e avevo provato a buttarla sull'angst, poi ho capito al secondo paragrafo che non voleva andare da quella parte ed era più semplice così ;) lol grazie, non è che il porn sia il mio forte ma già che non sia male mi va benissimo ;)

No no quella è un patrimonio dell'umanità! Suppongo che ne avrà buttata una a cui non teneva XD

[reckess.livejournal.com]

Uh... well.

This post lingered at the top of my friends page, I saw "R or Nc17" and. XD Meh first Lost slash and, um, it's not really that bad. X'D Sex goes anywhere, anytime.

Thank you. XD

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

LOL thanks! Well sorry about the fact that your first Lost slash was one kinda random pairing (not that random but I know at least ten more popular ones XD) but glad that you liked and that you took the leap of faith... Lost slash iz GOOD! ;)

[elliotsmelliot.livejournal.com]

Half the time I think that that the Losties would be too tired, wired, afraid, or just plain busy surviving for these types of encounters. The other half of the time, I think that is all the more reason to want to feel something and I imagine everyone grabbing the nearest person and shoving them against a tree, once, twice a day. I've never read this pairing before but you made it work for me. I loved their dialogue and you did the porny stuff just fine!

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

Half the time I think that that the Losties would be too tired, wired, afraid, or just plain busy surviving for these types of encounters. The other half of the time, I think that is all the more reason to want to feel something and I imagine everyone grabbing the nearest person and shoving them against a tree

Exactly my take on it. Glad I made the pairing work for you (and that the porn was fine)! I think I've read it just three or four times, guess it's not a very popular one (99% due to what happened in Confidence Man and it's understandable), but for me it had kind of worked and seemed alright for something without too much reasoning behind. Thanks so much for reading!

[halfdutch.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm always up for some Sawyer/Boone sexin'! I love how both of them have completely forgotten about Kate and Jack --- supposedly their reason for coming together in the first place. Nice!

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

Always up for sexing them too, it's a pity they aren't slashed more often! And the forgetting thing was a unexpected turn out, I had started on making this more angst but they ended up having more fun than I'd have predicted and I'd say better for them ;)

Thank you so much for reading, glad you liked ;)

[gottalovev.livejournal.com]

those two would be an insane amount of pretty ;)

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

That's sure indeed, they're sure a pretty sight to have ;) thanks for reading!

[zelda-zee.livejournal.com]

Mmm, I haven't read this pairing in forever! They really are lovely together, aren't they? So fun. Good job!

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

Yeah neither have I.. when I started I realized last time I read them was ages ago or something and it's kind of a pity because they make a nice (and pretty) pair I must say ;) thank you so much for reading, glad you liked it!

[silvestra.livejournal.com]

I know I ain't the only one, but:

“And so what? Wanna brood together?”, Sawyer asks with his best sarcastic tone of voice, hoping to get away with it soon and to be left damn well alone.

THAT IS SO SAWYER!

I really liked this. Guh, I love Sawyer/Boone, thank you for this! *Thud.*

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

Well it's always good to know that line worked! Seriously, whenever I write Sawyer/Boone there's one line that I write just like that and then everyone quotes it. It's awesome lol ;)

Thank you so much, really glad you liked this! They are a lovely ship indeed ♥!

[30_rock_office.livejournal.com]

Hi, my name is 30_rock_office, and I approve this message. :)

[janie-tangerine.livejournal.com]

Ehehe, thank you so much! :D Well, it's a very pretty message. ;)