Go away Geri Allen

by ElectricMouse

Summary:

Cheeky lil WIP that I probably wasn't going to post, I might finish it at some point, but I have a new to get a message out there

Notes:

Hello Geri.
Go away.
For those who don't know Geri posted on her story that she knows about the fanfics, only to then make a direct reference to a smut fic, it wasn't at the top of anywhere so she's had to scroll, or she's been here before.
Anyways, to Geri Allen (and George Jennings and Jason Kajdi (cool name btw) and Madeleine Jackson-Smith) my culture isn't your costume. You weren't there, you weren't shipping the founding fathers, you don't know miku binder Jefferson. I hope you're happy. You can pry Montlie from my cold dead hands. We all see the cig at the start of JFT, we know.

Anyways this has relit my spark to write fanfic, I might finish this at some point, I may finish my other fics, or, let's be real, ima go and start something new, probably mpreg or omegaverse because the idea of *certain* people reading that is amusing.

Enjoy the unfinished smut which is probably shorter than this note.

P.s. to certain people, if you haven't read it, I highly recommend "So you dreamt of sailing the seven seas" by newtbro65

Charlie felt betrayed. No two ways around it. Monty had layed out in exquisite detail their operation in black and white, as a film script. Did he even care for the secrecy?

"Charlie, have you.... What are you doing?" Monty had burst into the basement, talking about some nonsense that Charlie frankly didn't care for.

"Really Ewen. You had to make this too feed your ego?"

"Charlie it's not..." Monty started.

Charlie slammed the file down on the desk, interrupting Monty. "It's exactly what it looks like. You know it. I know it."

Monty started to walk forward to pick up the file but Charlie stood up, looking down at Monty.

"Don't you dare." Charlie hissed.

Monty looked up, but Charlie did not move.

"Give me my file Charlie." Monty snarled.

"I'd rather burn it."

Out of nowhere Monty had reached up and hit Charlie's face had hard as he could. He very minorly winced at the pain, and in the moment he was distracted, Monty had tried to slip past him and grab the file.

Charlie very quickly grabbed Monty's wrists and pinned them to the desk.

"I hate you Monty." Charlie spat. "After everything we've been through, you betray us, you betray me, like this?"

"I did this for you too! You deserve to be recognised at the genius you are, not the imbecile you are acting as right now.'

"Charming. You think I'm an idiot. You made it very clear calling me a genius so much to just get your way."

"Charlie! You are a genius! You are the one bloody person I mean it when I say it too them!"

"And there is the issue! I don't know if you are telling the truth! And I hate you for it" Charlie yelled.

Monty lunged forward, only for their lips to meet. There was no love in this, this was pure hatred igniting into passion. Monty pulled back for a second, gasping for air.

"There's no benefit in manipulating and lying to you. I do what benefits me. And right now, what benefits me most is pushing you so hard to the point where you pin me down on this table and fuck my brains out."

"Ewen, for potentially the first time in your life, shut the fuck up." Charlie murmured as he ran his fingers through his hair, loosening it slightly so that blonde strands started falling forwards.

Monty laughed, a genuine laugh. It sounded like bells to Charlie. He jumped up and sat on the desk, so he and Charlie were just a little closer to eye level. Monty wrapped his legs around Charlie and pulled him in.

"Do I have to do everything?" He complained as he went to undo the buttons on Charlie's shirt, but before he could, Charlie once again grabbed his wrists, but this time held them above his head.

"You are so impatient... For once, behave." Charlie whispered in Monty's ear.

Monty bit his lip, before pulling his hands from Charlie's grip and laying back with that laugh again. He guided Charlie's hands, placing one on his hip, the other on his neck.

"Make me."

Charlie took the hint, grinding into Monty hard, tightening his fingers around Monty's neck as he did so. As he clasped his fingers tighter around Monty's neck he let out a moan.