Title: Impatience
Author: twiggysrabies
Pairing: Trent/Alessandro
Warnings: Slash.
Summary: Alessandro deals with the consequences.
Disclaimer: I don't own any members of NIN no matter how much I wish I did. This probably didn't happen, and if it did, I'd like to claim complete responsibility.
"'Sandro, get your ass in here." Trent called from the door of his room as the rest of the band filed past.
Robin snickered. He'd heard that last little fuck-up with the keys on that last song they'd been practising. He headed off to his room, glad to be off the hook for once.
Alessandro sighed, he knew what was coming, "I'm sorry, Trent. I just haven't been sleeping well, and I hit the wrong key. I know I can't do it at shows, please, just don't go ranting and raving, please?"
Trent laughed, "Shut the hell up, Ally. You know you're not in here for fucking that up."
Alessandro creased his forehead, clearly confused, "Wh-"
Trent leaned forward then, seizing Alessandro by the neck, and kissed him deeply.
Alessandro grinned into the kiss, breaking it off, "I see how it is now, Trent. Would you like to show me just why you've called me in here?" he whispered into Trent's neck as he ran his hands over Trent's thighs, boldly cupping his crotch.
Trent grunted and pushed Alessandro away from him, grinning, "Strip, now."
Alessandro pulled his shirt over his head, carefully listening to Trent rummaging around in the bathroom. He unbuttoned his trousers as he waited for Trent to come back into view.
Trent came up behind Alessandro, pushing him onto his hands and knees onto the bed. Alessandro's pants were down around his ankles and his boxers had gone much the same route.
He peeked over his shoulder at Trent, watching him pull the condom on and slick himself up nicely. Alessandro panted softly as he felt Trent line himself up and begin to push slowly, firmly.
Trent grunted softly, pleased with himself and the initiative he was taking. When he was planted deeply within Alessandro's body, he leaned over his back, pushing Alessandro's hair off the back of his neck. He felt his dick twitch inside Alessandro as he breathed hotly onto that damn tattoo that turned Trent on so much.
Alessandro gasped softly as he felt Trent's teeth on the back of his neck. He grinned, knowing that was Trent's favourite part of turning Alessandro on.
Trent pumped away, sweating and biting at Alessandro's neck, gripping Alessandro's hips tight enough to leave white crescents in his skin.
Alessandro was being rocked with the force of Trent's movements as he himself was nearing climax. He gasped softly as he heard Trent moan and felt Trent's cock twitching wildly as he came.
Trent pulled out, biting the back of Alessandro's neck one last time, as he roughly stroked his dick, "Come on, just fucking come, would you?"
Alessandro tensed as his orgasm shook him from head to toe, "F-fuck! You're so impatient!"
Trent growled, "Get dressed Cortini, I've got work to do."
Alessandro laughed, and wiped himself up with a towel, "Yeah man, thanks." He chuckled to himself as he pulled his clothes on.