Title: The Lightning Rod of Love Author: Zruda_Trinact Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/Zruda_Trinact Rating: 18+ Fandom: Whose Line Is It Anyway? Pairings: Ryan/Colin Category: Romance, Extended/Missing Scene Spoilers: Major spoilers for the 'Lightning Rod of Hate' clip Warnings: None Summary: The aftermath of 'Lightning Rod of Hate' Disclaimer: I just write this for fun, I'm certainly not making money, and I don't mean anything by it. Blame Silver_Stargate for the mistakes cause she's already been over it. I finally catch Drew in the Green Room after the show. He's standing with his back to the entrance laughing and patting Greg on the shoulder. I burst through the door in a rage and knock him off his feet sending him flying into Greg. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I holler at him as Greg helps him up and Drew turns to face me. "Hey, what's your problem Colin?" He asks angrily. "What was that all about earlier to Ryan? Tell your wife I said hi? Have you any memory of the past few months? Separation… Divorce…?" I ask edging towards him and backing him up into the wall. "Oh shit, Colin, I didn't think. You know what it's like... friendly banter... I get carried away sometimes." He says holding his hands up in surrender. I pull back my fist ready to clock him in the jaw, but then get pulled backwards. I turn around to shout at the person preventing me from smacking Drew in the face and see Ryan looking resigned at me. "It's ok Col, just leave it. I know he didn't mean anything by it." He says. "I just want to go home. Do you think you can give me a lift?" I smile up at him and swing an arm around his shoulders. "Anytime buddy, let me just pick up some things from my dressing room." I lead him out of the room and with a final glare at Drew; we head towards my dressing room. I shut the door as we enter the dressing room and he drops into the sofa. "Are you really ok?" I ask as I squat down in front of him on my haunches. "Of course I am, you know what happened. It really didn't bother me. There was no need for your 'Lightning Rod of Hate' comment." He says smiling at me. "Are you sure? I can't believe he said that, and why did you stop me knocking his flaming block off?" I gesture and start to fall backwards. Ryan makes a grab for me at the last moment but I end up dragging him backwards onto the carpet with me. I end up flat on my back with a 6'6" blanket lying over the top of me. He lays his palms flat either side of my head and pushes his chest up off of my body. His face goes blank for a moment and then a tiny smile creeps onto his face as he looks down between our bodies. "Well today seems to be the day for little lightning rods doesn't it Colin?" He asks cheekily. "Oh shut up you." I say moodily as I try to push him off of me. "I never knew you felt this way about me Colin!" He exclaims in a high pitch voice. He grins down evilly at me and starts grinding his hips into mine. "Ryan! Stop it!" I say trying to scrabble out from underneath him. He stops and quickly stands up when he notices the note of panic in my voice. I get to my feet and turn away from him and walk over to the desk in the corner. I put my hands on the desk and take a deep breath trying to calm myself down. I'm so busy concentrating on my breathing that I don't notice him walk up behind me. The first thing I do notice is when his arm's come around my waist and he presses up against my back, resting his head on my right shoulder. "Ry?" I ask looking at him out of the corner of my eye. "Shh." He whispers softly into my ear, and his lips descend on my neck. My legs buckle from under me and I hold myself up with the desk. "Ryan stop it." I say, gently trying to pull away from him. He stops his ministrations on my neck and loosens his arms enough so that I can pull away and turn around. He doesn't take a step back so we're almost toe to toe when I look up at him. "What are you doing?" I ask quietly. This is unfair, he's known for a long time how I've felt about him, but he's always refused to discuss it. "Kissing you." He says as this time his lips descend onto my own and he pushes me into the desk grinding his hips to mine. I try to pull back from him but the harder I pull away, the harder he grinds into me. When I feel his hardness make contact with mine, I push him at the shoulders forcefully and he is flung half way across the room. "STOP IT!" I shout at him again. "This is not a game Ryan! We've been through this before! I've finally accepted it so just stop teasing me! I thought you were my friend!" I scream at him and he looks ashamedly back at me. He sinks back onto the sofa and puts his head into his hands, pulling at his hair. I stride across the room and squat down in front of him again, pulling his hands away from his head. "Stop doing that or you'll end up looking like me." I say jokingly. "I lied to you." He says quietly. "Pat didn't leave me for someone else." I hold his hands in mine and stroke the back of his hand with my thumb. "Why did she leave?" I ask gently. "Because I sort of... culdurnamoudurnsex." He replies softly. I raise an eyebrow at him and furrow my brow. He blushes deeply and lowers his head again. I lower my head slightly. "Say that again." I order. He sighs deeply and looks into my eyes. "I called your name out during sex." He replies deliberately slowly. My mouth drops open as I stare at him. He grins and pushes it closed with his left hand, then strokes the side of my face. "I finally realised that it doesn't matter anymore. I don't care what anyone says or thinks. You're all that I care about." He tells me, and then dives in for another kiss. I again push him gently away from me, but this time follow him. I climb up onto the sofa and straddle his lap, my arms going around his shoulders, and his to my waist. I jump and break off the kiss as I hear my dressing room door open. "Ryan? I just wanted to oh… Sorry." Drew says grinning at us. Ryan blushes deeply and hides his face in the crook of my neck. "Drew?" I ask looking at the ex-marine. "Yes Colin?" He grins at me playfully. "Fuck off." I respond with venom. "And close the fucking door." I swear at him and attach my lips to Ryan's neck. I hear Drew laugh and the door close. Ryan lifts his head up and pokes me in the side gently. "That wasn't very nice." He says poutily. "I've waited for this for 20 years." I tell him, "Drew can wait 5 minutes." And re-attach my mouth. Ryan laughs. "Oh this is going to take a lot longer than 5 minutes." He says and actually stands up with me still on his lap. I spare a thought to his back as he half runs to the other side of the room, pinning me to the wall but it flies away as he captures my lips again. I groan into his mouth as I feel his hands slide down my body and rest on my hips. My own arms slide down and capture his ass in my hands. He groans loudly as I cup each cheek and he grinds me into the wall. We're too far gone to hear the door open again, but not too far gone to notice the flash of the camera and the giggles it produces. I quickly turn my head and see Drew standing at the door with a camera in his hand, wafting a Polaroid at himself. I notice Greg and Wayne standing behind him and groan. Ryan takes a step back from me and moves towards the door. I see Drew's smile falter as Ryan nears him and he takes a step back. Ryan slams the door in Drew's face so hard, the walls shake and I hear laughter in the corridor as Ryan turns the lock on the door and turns and grins at me. I gulp as I see a glint in his eye and he strides towards me. I automatically take a step backwards pushing myself once again into the wall, and Ryan follows me pushing his body roughly into mine. I look at him, lick my lips, and then suddenly roll us so he is pinned up against the wall. My hands fly to his chest as I lock my lips to his. I decide there is too much material separating us and taking one side of his shirt in each hand, tear it violently. He gasps as buttons fly off in every direction and I finally get to feel his bare chest. I notice him shudder as my fingertips encircle his nipples and he moans into my mouth. I see his hands pull in front of me and he undoes my belt buckle, breaking off the kiss I start to rain kisses all over his jaw and neck as he removes my belt and undoes my jeans. I gasp as he runs his hand across my erection ever so softly. "And what do we have here?" He asks, grinning at me. "Why haven't you already met?" I ask matter-of-factly. "This is the `Lightning Rod of Love.'" I reply and hear him chuckle. "Well it certainly is hard enough to be a lightning rod." He comments seductively as he delves his hand into my underwear and strokes me. I almost come at his first touch and try to pull away from him. He wraps his other arm around my back and continues to jerk me off. "Ryan. Stop. Gonna. Come." I pant urgently into his neck. "I love you." He whispers and kisses the side of my neck. Hearing him actually say the words make me loose any control I had and I come explosively all of his hand muffling my screams into his shoulder. He gently keeps jerking me off till my breathing returns to normal and then I look up at him. He withdraws his hand from my pants and brings his hand up to his face. I groan at the sight of him licking my come from his fingers and decide I am never going to be able to play `Helping Hands' again. I sink to my knees and he gasps as I quickly undo his pants and pull his pants and underwear down together. I gently take his erection, which is almost flat to his stomach, bend it down slightly and take it into my mouth in one fail swoop. "OH GOD!" I hear him cry out as his hands fly onto my shoulders to steady himself. I smile to myself and reach out for his hips, holding him against the wall. I nibble, lick, and suck him to an orgasm and with a cry of completion his knee's buckle and he slides down the wall into my arms. I hold him for a while but then feel my neck getting wet and he starts to shake. I pull back to see him crying. "Ry? What's wrong? I thought this is what you wanted?" I ask panicking, oh god, what have I done? "It's just… we've wasted 20 years of this? And it's all my fault." He says a lets out a loud sob. I pull him back into my arms and rock him till the shaking stops and he pulls back from me and wipes his eyes. "I'm so sorry." He says to me as he puts his hands either side of my face. "There's nothing to be sorry about." I reply as I copy his action and put my hands on his face. "We're together now aren't we? And that's all that matter." I say as I pull him towards me. I rest my forehead on his and look into his eyes. "I love you." I say to him, a tear escaping my own eyes and running down my face. He stretches out a thumb, wipes it away, and then runs the thumb along my bottom lip. "I love you too." He says and kisses me gently. He looks behind me to the clock on the wall. "Ok, maybe this time it didn't take more than 5 minutes. Next time, we'll take all night." He says to me seductively as I moan into his shoulder. The End