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06 April 2006 @ 10:36 pm
Prison Break Fanfiction: Stung  
Author: HalfshellVenus
Category: Lincoln/Michael (Slash)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The aftermath of the events in “Twist,” where a game of Truth or Dare reveals a little too much.
Author’s Notes: You readers who nagged and cajoled (and you know who you are) have your sequel now! Also written for fanfic100, where I have the Slash pairing of Lincoln and Michael. This is for prompt #50, “Spade,” (where I finally get that one out of the way).


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Keep going, keep going… Michael’s legs churned over the pavement, moving, moving. He’d started in the direction of home, but wasn’t sure now that he wanted to get there. That wasn’t going to make it better, wasn’t going to undo what had just happened. And Lincoln would be there, eventually.

Can’t go forward, can’t go back.

His lips still tingled from Lincoln's kisses-- from the heated sliding, stroking, plundering of his tongue. Michael's whole body felt the aftershock of being wound up in a vise of sexual awareness and sensory assault, felt the tremors of being overwhelmed by the crashing wave of his own lust.

The wind kicked up, blowing across the dampness at the front of his pants. Michael sighed in resignation. It looked like home was where he was headed, because he couldn’t show up anywhere else looking like this.

Minutes later, he had all the evidence stuffed in the hamper and was wearing a clean pair of pants. He locked the bedroom door and sat down on the bed, running his hands through his hair unevenly. He had a sneaking suspicion that no amount of thinking was going to straighten this one out. So now what?

He could hear the front door opening, and he flopped over backwards on the bed in sudden weariness. Here it comes, he thought. The lecture to end all lectures.

Lincoln knocked on the door. “Michael?” he asked.

Michael stared at the ceiling, as if he could just disappear by willing it.

“Michael, I know you’re in there.”

Well no kidding. The light’s on and the door’s locked.

“We need to talk,” Lincoln said. “Please don’t make me unlock this door. You know I have the key.”

Michael moved to a sitting position, but he didn’t get up off the bed. It wasn’t so much him being childish as that unlocking the door would probably lead to looking Lincoln in the eyes. He wasn’t ready for that just yet.

Lincoln sighed and stumped off down the hallway. He returned moments later, keying the door open and closing it behind him as he came in.

"Can't we just talk about this?" Lincoln asked.

But Michael's back was already turned. "What's there to talk about? What good will it do?"

"Michael, I'm sorry," Lincoln said. He sat down on the bed gently. "I never meant to get you all worked up like that."

Like that makes any difference. "You being sorry is not the issue," Michael said. He sounded surprisingly grown-up about it. "Because that doesn’t even begin to cover it.” Michael edged away from his brother slightly, still avoiding his eyes. “Let's call a spade a spade,” he said harshly. “The problem isn't what you did. The problem is that I liked it."

"Michael," Lincoln began, "It’s…you're fourteen. Your body is just primed to respond to all kinds of things-- no matter who's doing it."

Michael made a noise of frustration. "Well, it's not like I have any experience to compare that to. So that isn’t particularly reassuring."

Lincoln floundered for a moment. "Well we could, I don't know, find someone if you want. Let you try it out..."

Michael turned, aghast. "What, a hooker? Or one of those slutty girls who’re always calling over here? No thanks." His glare said that Lincoln was the adult here, if either of them was, and that he should have known better than to even suggest it.

“Can’t we just chalk it up as something that should never have happened?” Lincoln was grasping at straws, trying to remove his brother’s guilt over something that really wasn’t Michael’s fault.

“Maybe you can,” Michael muttered, and he knew he had a point. One of them had been running through his repertoire of skills, while the other had been responding, pulled in and overwhelmed, and … Michael followed the path of Lincoln’s eyes down to his freshly-changed clothes. “Don’t say it,” he warned.

Lincoln threw up his hands. “I would never...”

Never make me feel embarrassed and perverted and weird. But you did.

Lincoln patted Michael’s shoulder awkwardly, which did nothing to relax its stiffness.

“I really am sorry,” he said. “I wish I could fix it.”

“I know,” Michael admitted.

“I’ll just… I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight, okay?”

You’d better believe it. “Okay,” Michael said. He could see Lincoln moving out of the corner of his eyes, but he couldn’t bear to watch him go.

Half of him wanted to go back to yesterday, before any of this had happened.

The other half, the one that knew what Lincoln’s mouth felt like under his own, that knew the intense allure and sweep of his brother’s tongue, the heat and musk of his brother’s skin…

That half longed to embrace the path of destruction and follow it clear to its end. Michael could not listen to it, or its siren song, because he already knew what it would ask.

That half wanted Lincoln there with him, to come together in the darkness and pick things up where they’d left off.

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michelle: Dominic and Wentworth - serious facecertainthings on April 7th, 2006 05:48 am (UTC)
Mmmm. I do love them and the way you write them. Thank you! :)


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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 06:12 am (UTC)
You're welcome!

(and thanks for the poke on the link. I fixed it-- AND the wrong one from my main list where I'd stolen it from. D'OH!)
The Good, The Bad and The Lana: big happy hug Veronicathelana on April 7th, 2006 05:54 am (UTC)
I looooved it of course.

Still want more! Like a 4 or more years in the future thing and maybe something else happens (or maybe just a temptation) and Michael remembers it.

Lincoln floundered for a moment. "Well we could, I don't know, find someone if you want. Let you try it out..."

Bwahhhahahaha, such a Lincoln thing to say. Always practical ;D

I thought the whole siren bit sounded almost a bit too grown up for Michael at this age. But I loved him chiding Lincoln for even suggesting to find a girl for him.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 06:14 am (UTC)
Still want more!
Hah! Like this is a suprise...

thought the whole siren bit sounded almost a bit too grown up for Michael at this age.
I don't think it is, for someone as well-read as Michael. BUT, different strokes... I can easily see Michael being a Greek-classics geek, as well as many other kinds of geek. ;)

But I loved him chiding Lincoln for even suggesting to find a girl for him.
It's well-intentioned, but it's so inept and really-- kind of sleazy. Not unlike Lincoln's sluttier friends... :0
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Are we back to hos over bros?lissa_bear on April 7th, 2006 06:15 am (UTC)
Nice! I actually like that you left the desire un-acted upon and the confusion un-resolved. Great follow up!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 06:24 am (UTC)
Nice! I actually like that you left the desire un-acted upon and the confusion un-resolved.
Heh! I like it too, although thelana (and I'm sure a few others, eventually), will want everything tacked down and finalized.

BUT sometimes (often) life doesn't work out that way. Your most naked, shattering moments might just hang there to haunt you for years to come. Which, in a twisty sense here, is even MORE fun. ;)

I mean really, other than Lincoln p0rning Michael through the roof on a followup (which I don't see him doing), he really has NO power to make this situation better. It's almost best to just stop poking it with a stick, really.

Say, why is nobody reading the J-squared thingy? Only two of my title voters actually read the final fic!
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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 03:12 pm (UTC)
Are you going to continue this story?
You and thelana are soulmates at heart!

I hadn't planned to, but... god, you just never know. I'm almost getting used to arcs. :0
Sorrel, the artist formerly known as goddessleila: Jack and Daniel Side by Sidesorrelchestnut on April 7th, 2006 02:09 pm (UTC)
Very, very nice follow-up. I love that nothing is really resolved between them, and I especially loved the detail about him not wanting to open the door because he didn't want to look him in the eye. I was thinking the exact same thing right then, so when I saw the line, I laughed out loud. It's just such a perfectly human response in any sort of extremely awkward situation.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB  Brothers-- moody eyeshalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 03:14 pm (UTC)
Very, very nice follow-up. I love that nothing is really resolved between them,
And I don't see how you really CAN resolve that. I mean, given what Michael's reaction was (and that Lincoln had every intent of it, but just thought he was doing it to someone else)... that says WAY too much about both of them to ever settle out in conversation or pleading.

especially loved the detail about him not wanting to open the door because he didn't want to look him in the eye. I was thinking the exact same thing right then, so when I saw the line, I laughed out loud. It's just such a perfectly human response in any sort of extremely awkward situation.
Hah! It seemed like it to me. Yes, you can open the door, but I'm not going to help. I'm not ready to meet you halfway, and I definitely can't look at you right now!
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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 04:21 pm (UTC)
Really nice sequel to Twist. I wish things could've turned out differently, more agreeable for Michael, but M&L's voices and actions ring true.
Thank you, Debbie :D

I actually p0rned up the beginning a little just now, to make this better as a standalone story. And to kick up Michael's anguish too, of course. ;)

We all wish Michael could have gotten more of what he tasted. BUT Lincoln being who he is here, it just wasn't going to happen.

Re-read and see if you like the beginning better?
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Sylph: Wentyredsylph_ironlight on April 7th, 2006 05:13 pm (UTC)
Mmm. So glad you wrote a sequel. Very nice
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: kissMichaelhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 05:18 pm (UTC)
Thank you, Sylph!

You'll notice I used your suggestion to write the sequel from Michael's POV. That worked out really well-- thanks. :D
veradeath on April 7th, 2006 07:46 pm (UTC)
I...this was hot.

Thank you.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 07:55 pm (UTC)
I...this was hot.
Yesssssss! *Victory* I mean... thank you. :D

Glad you liked it. There can never be enough Lincoln/Michael p0rn in my book, of all flavors and varieties. ;)
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dawnstarrising: Linc and Michdawnstarrising on April 7th, 2006 10:00 pm (UTC)
Oh I With The Rest!
MORE!!!!!!

That half longed to embrace the path of destruction and follow it clear to its end. Michael could not listen to it, or its siren song, because he already knew what it would ask.

Oh yes, definately needs to listen. Needs to follow the path of destruction. Its what we live for!

Love it honey, as always. You give so much charater to them with your style of writing. You're still number one for me!

Dawn xx
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 7th, 2006 10:41 pm (UTC)
Re: Oh I With The Rest!
Oh yes, definately needs to listen. Needs to follow the path of destruction. Its what we live for!
He definitely follows it in other story arcs. A loooong way, in some of them.

Which, of course, I'll be writing more of as time goes on... ;)

Thanks for your wonderful words, Dawn! :D
dragon9maiden on April 8th, 2006 01:00 am (UTC)
Lovely sequel to the twist! I really enjoyed it. You surprised me by making the 14yr old Michael the mature / logical /sensible one as opposed to the usual assumption that Lincoln would be the one. This is quite refreshing yet believable. After all, it is Michael who has the guts and wits to break into a jail and break out Lincoln.

Wonderful fic as always. I look forward to your next creation....
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 8th, 2006 04:54 am (UTC)
You surprised me by making the 14yr old Michael the mature / logical /sensible one as opposed to the usual assumption that Lincoln would be the one. This is quite refreshing yet believable.

I think they both have their moments. When Michael isn't under the siege of Lincoln's unexpected advances or, say, any other form of really unpredictable behavior :0 I think logic/sense is his default mode-- even as a kid (this tends to show up pretty early, actually). And for Lincoln, well, he tries-- and most of the time I think he didn't do too badly (before the whole drug derailment/pregnant girlfriend thing).

BUT as you say... Michael's persistence and logic win out in the end.

Well, glad you liked this one-- and that it was worth being a sequel :D (you know-- that sequel I hadn't thought I was writing until the nagging started up). ;)
Unsupervised children will be used as bait.: Alec smile by spiffy_themesdhvana on April 8th, 2006 09:32 am (UTC)
Ooo--that last line, That half wanted Lincoln there with him, to come together in the darkness and pick things up where they’d left off., c'est magnifique! It's always so difficult to find the perfect last line, but you've got a knack for it!

I know, I know--you're shocked and amazed to find me here ;) but while I'm no longer reading SPN fic, I figured a little PB fic wouldn't hurt me. Speaking of, I probably should have read the first part, but that's one of the things I like about this fic. If it were a stand-alone, the reader wouldn't need a background story to understand what's going on. Before I realized this was a counterpart to another story, I was reading through it afraid you'd break into a history/retelling of what happened, but you didn't. You just let Michael's thoughts and the physical evidence show what happened between them.

“Michael, I know you’re in there.”
Well no kidding. The light’s on and the door’s locked.

"I never meant to get you all worked up like that."
Like that makes any difference.

Lincoln threw up his hands. “I would never...”
Never make me feel embarrassed and perverted and weird. But you did.

“I’ll just… I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight, okay?”
You’d better believe it.

I love his teenage snarkiness, his bitterness that his brother isn't treating him like the adult he feels he is, an adult who understands everything that happened and knows what he wants in its aftermath. He's perfectly willing to accept the truth, whereas Lincoln's hiding behind the excuse of it was just teenage hormones.

The other half, the one that knew what Lincoln’s mouth felt like under his own, that knew the intense allure and sweep of his brother’s tongue, the heat and musk of his brother’s skin… Mmm...definitely the most seductive line of the fic. Poor tortured boy. Wonderful angsty fic. :)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: DominicSexyhalfshellvenus on April 8th, 2006 04:46 pm (UTC)
I know, I know--you're shocked and amazed to find me here ;) but while I'm no longer reading SPN fic, I figured a little PB fic wouldn't hurt me.
Just happy to see you :D Are you avoiding SPN to avoid influence, or is it because there's too much to wade through? I'm living almost entirely on recs and stuff from my f-list people at this point.

Speaking of, I probably should have read the first part, but that's one of the things I like about this fic. If it were a stand-alone, the reader wouldn't need a background story to understand what's going on.
That's very good to here. I want them to be as self-evident as possible without dredging through he prior action (which, if you read the predecessor, would be absolutely annoying).

He's perfectly willing to accept the truth, whereas Lincoln's hiding behind the excuse of it was just teenage hormones.
Yes-- it's nice of Lincoln to take it all on himself, but realistically speaking he should probably guess that something more is going on.

Mmm...definitely the most seductive line of the fic. Poor tortured boy. Wonderful angsty fic. :)
Seduction (of the reader and the characters)-- it's what I live for. When I'm not angsting them into despair, that is.

So glad you liked this, and so very wonderful to hear from you. *VBG*
tyrical: AP_aJolietyrical on April 11th, 2006 05:17 am (UTC)
If only he could go back to the way it was.

It would be all better cause he'd never know how it would have been and now Lincoln's unknowningly ruined him for life.

Poor Michael, never having is one thing but knowing and knowing that you will never have it again. That is so much worse.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 11th, 2006 05:55 am (UTC)
Poor Michael, never having is one thing but knowing and knowing that you will never have it again. That is so much worse.

That says it all right there. Knowing that he wants it-- and can't undo the wanting now that he's had it-- is knowledge that he can't now forget.
Lidi: 2 - Kara in bedlidi on April 23rd, 2006 10:26 pm (UTC)
stunningly beautiful
I especially liked the comparison of their relationship to a ship, trying to avoid sirens...
(I wonder, if incest was allowed in antient times? I've never actually read anything about it. I read all those myths as a child, so I don't remember a thing :) Supposedly, if Gods could do it - were ordinary people allowed to do it as well?)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on April 24th, 2006 01:24 am (UTC)
stunningly beautiful
Thank you very much!

(I wonder, if incest was allowed in ancient times? I've never actually read anything about it. I read all those myths as a child, so I don't remember a thing :)
The Norse myths-- and I some of the Egyptian ones as well-- feature it.

The usual issues of pregnancy, etc. don't come up here. It's more bonding/overbonding/inability to let go, which has its own tragic component if both halves of the pairing are not equally drawn in.
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PureAnimalpureanimal on April 25th, 2006 09:38 pm (UTC)
FIN!? What do you mean fin!? That can't be the end! I want more way too badly!
But then again maybe I should learn to appreciate what I get and not be so damn greedy. But I WANT MORE! Maybe I just have to go and read your other fics then. Oh yesss...
In case my complete neediness and demandings for more didn't get the point across, I loved it! Thank tou so much indeed for writing it! *mwah*

The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: kissMichaelhalfshellvenus on April 26th, 2006 01:56 am (UTC)
FIN!? What do you mean fin!? That can't be the end! I want more way too badly!
Good heavens, you are the offspring of Lana in all ways possible! ;)

Maybe I just have to go and read your other fics then. Oh yesss...
Plz! And comment when you can-- comments are everything. :D

So glad you liked it-- I know, the love for more just never ends.
ivy_x3 on July 22nd, 2006 03:40 am (UTC)
now that was HOT! the original and sequel are simply amazing!

please don't tell me you're just going to leave it off here! 14 year old Michael has the ability to seduce 18 year old Michael's pants off anyday! come on!!

heh. no pressure =]
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on August 5th, 2006 07:18 am (UTC)
now that was HOT! the original and sequel are simply amazing!
Whoo! Thank you! Boy if thelana ever reads that, I'll never get out of fulfilling plotbunnies again. :0

heh. no pressure =]
Hmmmm. I like this much better than the "angst over it with Veronica" idea, definitely. :0