Entry tags:

curt/brian, fic, lorielen, velvet goldmine

FIC: The sillying properties of sea breeze. Curt/Brian, T
I'm so behind on my f-list and answering comments, it's embarrassing.

Buuuut, I can't seem to stop writing VG fanfiction. I'm actually very happy because it's the most creative I've been in a long time, with Curt & Brian. :) They're just plain irresistible! (Yes, icons and a picspam are on the making)

Title: The sillying properties of sea breeze
Author: lorielen
Fandom: Velvet Goldmine
Pairing: Curt/Brian
Rating: T
Summary: Silly schmoop by the seaside. :)
Beta-reading: The lovely vainwithglitter *squishes* Any remaining mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer: Todd Haynes’, even though I’d treat them much better.
Time setting: the trip before Hammersmith

The sillying properties of sea breeze

Seawater licked at Curt’s toes as he walked hand-in-hand with Brian, discussing crazy plans and sweet nothings.

He was in quiet awe of how Brian was easily excited, almost child-like. Unlike his American lover, he was innocent in the matters of soul aching. Curt’s eyes were weary, and he had been through enough shit to know bliss when it entwined fingers with his and had to stand at the tip of it’s toes to steal a kiss.

He discarded the cigarette stub and focused back on Brian’s projects of an underwater house or some such crap. He stole a sideways glance at the blue-haired little ponce, and then smirked.

Brian let out an undignified shriek as Curt caught him in his arms. His protests became more colourful, and he clutched desperately to Curt’s shoulders as they began to enter the water. Brian bitched loudly at the ruin of his hairdo, his clothing, his make-up, and his honour, at which time Curt replied with,

"Shut up prissy fairy, the beach was your fucking idea."

"Yes, but I was thinking more along the lines of romantic sunsets and swimming naked."

Brian muttered his response in exasperation. Curt chuckled and decided that the best way to avoid an onslaught of whining was to claim his lover’s pouting lips, which he promptly did. Of course, once Brian was distracted he submerged them both.

Just because.

"CURT! It’s fucking freezing, you bastard!"

Brian struggled free and stood, hands on his hips, the water reaching his waist. Curt ignored the complaints, choosing instead to savour how fucking gorgeous his lover looked with his drenched clothing clinging to his body. When it became clear that Brian was waiting for an explanation, or at least a reply, he shrugged.

"I can lap the salt off of you."

Brian rolled his eyes, but the corner of his mouth twitched up. Ha, victory!

"You’re bloody bonkers."

"But I’m serious. Well, with the offer anyway."

He grinned and winked suggestively. Brian sighed, but the dramatic effect was destroyed by the way he licked his lips as his gaze lingered over Curt’s torso. He raised an eyebrow and captured Curt’s stare with his blue eyes, saying resignedly,

"Then I might just have to take you up on it."

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*cross-posted to velvet_goldmine and wolf_spacequeen