Dish-washing, a fic

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

Oh look, I finished something longer than some 100 words. And while I still have the nerve I will post it now...

Title: Dish-washing
Author: pipariperho
Pairing: Bertie/Jeeves
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP
Summary: Bertie, Jeeves, kitchen, do you need to know more? Thought so.
Warnings: Man-on-manservant -sort of action. Well, not quite but close enough. Mentions of table!sex.
Disclaimer: Oh sure I am Wodehouse and this is canon. You did notice the sarcasm in my voice, right?
A/N: ‘In ev'ry job that must be done/There is an element of fun’ although I am willing to bet it wasn’t this sort of fun Mary Poppins had in mind... But honestly, dish-washing is boring. Believe me I know, I have to do it at school and at home too. Way too much IMO. So this is a product of it. Hope you enjoy ;)


It had been an afternoon he would remember for a long time; he knew it when he washed the plates from the dinner. His hands were occupied with the soapy water and a brush but his mind wandered to the time some hours earlier when one of his fantasies had come alive. He tried his best to keep his eyes at the sink but the presence of the kitchen table behind him was too distracting and he tried not to turn his head as he could recall the look of his young master half-naked under his hands and lips even without a reminder. It would need a different kind of task to take his mind from the cries of pleasure and too much wine to erase the taste from his mouth but he didn’t want to do either. What Jeeves wanted was in the living room, probably enjoying a brandy and soda like every other day.

His thoughts were rudely interrupted when the kitchen door closed. He knew without looking it was Mr Wooster as there was no one else in the apartment but still he couldn’t stop himself. The young master stood a few feet away, leaning shamelessly against that table hands crossed over his chest. Jeeves turned away. There were still things to do.
“I say Jeeves; you are a bit slow today. I rather hoped you would be ready by now.”
“I am sorry, sir. I’m afraid my mind was otherwise engaged.” Some tea-cups and a glass were washed, all this while Jeeves found the company of his lover too diverting to be able to focus solely on the dishes.

“Do you need a hand, Jeeves?” Instead of waiting for an answer Bertie pressed his body against his valet’s back and his hands sneaked around while his lips started kissing just under Jeeves’ left ear. “I say, do you know how delicious you look, standing that way without your jacket on? It’s almost as good as seeing you naked.”
“Thank you, sir.” It had never taken this long to wash a kettle, he knew that but couldn’t help it. Not when those lips kept whispering and those hands exploring, sneaking slowly under his apron and opening his trousers, not to speak of the hardness he felt pressed against his buttocks.
“If you could wait one moment, sir, I -” He couldn’t finish the sentence as Bertie’s hands found the skin under the layers of clothes.

“I don’t want to wait, Jeeves, I want to enjoy while you are still here.”
“Sir?” Even though the hands still caressed he heard the words.
“I fear I have to seek other valet as your… your concentration to your chores have been terribly lacking from what they were before. I wonder why that is?” Jeeves could feel the small smile on his partner’s lips when they moved on the skin below his hair. He had not been able to wash anything since Mr Wooster interrupted him with his lips. There were still some pots and pans left but Jeeves didn’t care. He needed all his willpower to stand.
“Perhaps that is due your interference, sir.”
“Are you blaming the young master, Jeeves?”
“It is not my place to say, sir”, he said but his tone carried other meanings. There was a quick slap of a hand against Jeeves’ bare stomach, not painful but something unexpected that made him gasp.
“Ah, that sort of behaviour is something I won’t stand. That is your second mistake today. One more and I have to fire you.”
“May I ask you what was the first one, sir?”
“Are you saying you didn’t notice there was something missing at tonight’s dinner, Jeeves?” When the long fingers of a pianist met the waiting hardness and started slowly caressing it took some amount of time before his brain co-operated and he knew what Mr Wooster meant.
“Only the dessert, sir”, he responded shakily. He had not have enough time to make any, not after he saw Bertie in that blue pinstripe suit he admired most.
“Yes, Jeeves, the dessert. The most important dish of any repast. I was disappointed when I saw there wasn’t any.”
“My… my apologizes”, Jeeves was barely able to say.

“Do you know why I love dessert, Jeeves? Because it is always delicious. Something to look forward. A bite of sweet after a fine meal is a perfect way to end it, don’t you agree?” The only answer Bertie got was something unintelligent which was mostly because of the fingers on that sensible flesh rather than the words as Jeeves was quickly reaching the peak. “So you realize why I was so utterly disappointed to see there wasn’t any today. Even a piece of chocolate would have been enough. I hope this won’t happen again. Do you promise that, Jeeves?”
“Yes, sir!” So near now.
“I don’t think you understood what I said”, Mr Wooster stated and his fingers disappeared leaving Jeeves panting heavily near the edge.
“Sir?”

“Do you promise you will concentrate on your work better from this point onwards, Jeeves?”
“Yes, sir.” He could have promised anything to get the hand back where it belonged.
“Very good, Jeeves. I am glad that you are so quick to understand me. And I know you won’t let that happen again. But I still want some sort of… What’s the word I want? Well, I want you to make it up for me. That I missed the best part of the day, that is.”
“Compensation perhaps, sir?”
“Perhaps. Turn around.” Jeeves obeyed and Bertie smiled. “Thank you. Keep this up, will you?” He raised the apron for Jeeves to hold it and dropped to his knees. “Looks splendid, Jeeves”, was all he said before he licked the tip. Jeeves’ words were once again unintelligent when he threw his head back and gripped the kitchen sink behind him to keep himself up. It took only a short period of time before he found his release in his master’s mouth. Bertie swallowed eagerly all Jeeves had to offer before he let go and stood again.

“Thank you Jeeves, that was delicious”, he said before kissing his lover. Jeeves tasted his seed on Bertie’s lips; a taste slightly different than Bertie’s own but something that made him want that man even more.
“Thank you, sir. I endeavour to give satisfaction”, was all he was able to say when they parted.
“I say, when you are finished with those pots could you endeavour that in the bedroom?” Bertie asked his eyebrows lifted in a flirting manner.
“Very good, sir”, Jeeves said before Bertie kissed him once again and left.

It might be unnecessary to say it took very little time to wash the remaining of the dishes.



Hints, comments and stuff like that are welcomed. Say if you didn't like this so I won't bother with the next one... Now I'm off. Pip pip!

Comments

[amethystaura.livejournal.com]

I liked it, Especially when Bertie saucily pressed up against Jeeves' backside. :-)
And yeah, you should most definitely write something where Bertie does Jeeves on a table. Actually buggers him. Perhaps after the dishes have been cleared away, but that's up to you. That's unprecedented. And much awaited. :-D

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

Weeell, what I had in mind doesn't involve table, as I am facinated (is that the word I want?) with sinks at the mo but maybe later... XD
And thanks.

[sunsetsinthewes.livejournal.com]

While this could definitely use some grammar and the like editing, it's a good idea. Hell, I enjoyed it.

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

Will it make too many pages to correct the mistakes you found? 'cos you can name them and I will correct.

[angieveep.livejournal.com]

Bertie can be such a devil sometimes... lovely.

[storyfan.livejournal.com]

Well, what a naughty little Bertie. Chocloate, indeed!

[reginaldrobot.livejournal.com]

*flail* Must draw the bit of Jeeves lifting the apron/gripping the sink o_o
Very yummy fic indeed!

[mxdp.livejournal.com]

Loved the idea and the images, but I hope you won't be offended if I'd advice you to ask for a beta next time--it could have been even better...

Still, well done!

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

Right-ho, will do that next time. Didn't have the nerve to do it this time...
Glad you liked it though.

[mxdp.livejournal.com]

Great! Looking forward to the next one! ♥

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

Workin' on it at the mo, actually *sheepish grin*.

[mxdp.livejournal.com]

Yay!

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

Yay: The Sequel!!

[closetofheroes.livejournal.com]

Loved the moment where Bertie approaches him at the sink. It put a delightful image in my mind. Thanks!

[triedunture.livejournal.com]

Loved the apron bit. I lol'ed at Bertie saying "hold this, please." But yes, like others, I noticed a few words missing or misplaced here and there.

[notchka88.livejournal.com]

If only dishwashing was that much fun.

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

Me too. When I let Jeeves do it yesterday I have to do mine today... Darn.

[feanix.livejournal.com]

Nicely done...Hard Jeeves trying to do the dishes...Delicious ;)

Your Jeeves voice is very good, I must say.

[dganit.livejournal.com]

that was really good!!!! love it )) thx

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

This was niftily done! (agree about it needing a little beta love, but only a little) I really liked saucy!Bertie here! Would, also, like to see more kitchen antics *grin*

I have to do dishes, too, today and what fun imaginings I can have now while I work! *giggle*

[niektete.livejournal.com]

Saucy!Bertie is one of my favourite things! Enjoyable in every way possible ^^

[emeraldreeve.livejournal.com]

I love this! Very hot and I love how you write the two! I hope you will write more Jooster!