Title: Stirred And Shaken
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG-13
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: On a trip to L.A., Dee and Ryo get a bit shaken up.
Word Count: 672
Content Notes: None needed.
Written For: Challenge 357: Amnesty, using Challenge 352: Shake.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.



When Bikky had decided he wanted his car with him at college, Ryo had roped Dee in to help him and they’d made the long drive from New York to L.A., taking it easy, trading stints behind the wheel every couple of hours, and doing a bit of sightseeing along the way.

They’d both enjoyed the road trip, but they were just as glad they wouldn’t have to drive all the way back. They had their flight booked, and a whole week ahead of them to spend time with Bikky, when he wasn’t in class or at basketball training, and to do whatever else they wanted.

As Bikky was living on campus, sharing a dorm room with another student, the two men had booked a room in a reasonably priced hotel. After taking Bikky out for a meal and catching up on each other’s news, they caught a taxi and headed back there.

A couple of glasses of wine with their meal had left Dee in a frisky mood and he pounced almost as soon as Ryo closed the door to their hotel room behind them, kissing and groping him, trying to peel his clothes off.

“Dee!” Ryo protested. “You’re insatiable!”

“Yep, and you’re gorgeous. C’mon, babe; we’ve got this big, comfy bed, and nowhere we need to be!” He sucked on his lover’s earlobe and Ryo’s legs buckled. Dee was far too good at seducing him; he almost always got what he wanted, not that Ryo had any complaints. He gave in to the inevitable, letting Dee steer him towards the bed as they shed their clothing.

Maybe twenty minutes later, they were poised right on the brink or orgasm when the bed started to shake, and the sudden movement tipped them both over the edge, pleasure flooding their senses. After several endless moments Dee slumped on top of his partner, both of them catching their breath.

“Did the earth just move?” he mumbled against Ryo’s shoulder.

“Don’t know about the earth, but I think the bed did.”

Dee levered himself up and rolled off to avoid squashing his baby. “Yeah? I know I’m good, but I didn’t know I was THAT good.”

Ryo snickered. “We’re in California; it was probably a small earthquake. Sorry to burst your bubble.”

“What’re ya sayin’, that I don’t make the earth move for ya?” Dee propped himself on one elbow to stare down at his lover, frowning.

“You’re the only one who ever has, but you don’t usually make me feel like my teeth are rattling in my head.”

There was a low, barely audible rumbling sound, and the bed started to shake again, but less fiercely than the first time. Nevertheless, Dee clutched at the mattress; now that he wasn’t otherwise occupied, the unexpected shaking was more alarming.

“Relax, Dee; it’s just a small aftershock, nothing to worry about.”

“What if the hotel collapses around us?”

“It won’t, not with a tiny quake like that. Besides, down here buildings are designed to withstand earthquakes. We’ll be fine.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes. Bikky’s mentioned the occasional earth tremor when we’ve spoken on the phone. They’re so small you have to practically be on top of a Faultline to even feel anything.”

Beneath them, the bed shuddered slightly, a brief shiver of movement, far less intense than previously. Dee lay back down.

“I hope it’s not gonna do that every night,” he muttered, pulling the sheet up over their cooling bodies. “I’d rather not have to sleep on a bed that keeps tryin’ to buck me off onto the floor.”

Rolling onto his side, Ryo draped one arm over his lover. “You’re safe, I won’t let you fall.”

“Thanks. Next time the earth moves, it better be because of what we’re doin’, not ‘cause somethin’ underground is feelin’ twitchy,” Dee grumbled, snuggling closer.

“I’ll be sure to send the Mayor of L.A. a memo first thing in the morning: Please cancel all scheduled earthquakes for the duration of our stay.”

Dee huffed. “Smartass.”

“Go to sleep.”


The End