Title: Action
Author: Lunadeath
Pairing: Alfonso Cuaron/Daniel Radcliffe
Rated: NC-17
Disclaimer: Um, I don't think this happened
Distribution: A bit of imagination, anywhere else just ask
Warnings: chan-ish, slash
Summary: Director Alfonso Cuaron helps Dan with his acting (which turns 
to smut) on the triple-decker bus
For: Xiara

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	Alfonso Cuaron shut the doors of the triple-decker knight bus and 
slowly walked up to the top floor.  The shooting for the day was over, and 
now he could easily relax with his one favorite actor, the youngest, 
best looking little thing he had ever seen in his entire life.

	He rolled his aching shoulders and popped his back a bit, as he walked 
down the aisle.  There, at the very end of the bus, sat Daniel 
Radcliffe.  The boy was too gorgeous for words alone.  He no longer had his 
Harry Potter glasses on, nor his fake scar on his head.  He had most of 
his Quidditch gear on, except for the leather arm guards and kneepads.  
Daniel raised his hands above his head and watched his new boss stroll 
toward him.

	"How do you want it this time?" Dan purred.

	Al, as Dan liked to call him, stopped by the seat in front of him and 
leaned forward.  His lip twitched slightly as he watched the intense 
look in the young actor's eyes.  So wide, so blue- so absolutely fucking 
beautiful.

	"I want you scared... and so needy that you're confused.  Can you 
handle that, Daniel?"

	"I think I can pull it off." Dan smiled.  This was the best kind of 
practice he'd ever had before.  "You want me innocent, or knowledgeable 
about being flirted with?"

	Al smiled, "Innocent.  Completely and totally innocent."

	Dan blushed a little, but shrugged as nonchalantly as he could, 
"Innocent is too easy.  But if it's innocent you want, it's innocent you 
get."

	"Splendid."

	It was as if he had just shouted 'action', and Dan was suddenly into 
his roll as the innocent, but needy boy.  Cuaron casually stood next to 
Dan, watching his reflection in the bus' reflection.

	"Why, hello there, beautiful.  Care for some company?"

	Dan shrugged and shyly scooted over so that he was right next to the 
window.  He continued to look out into the blackness of the sky.  He 
jumped a little, for real, as Al's hand descended upon his knee.

	"Don't be nervous, sweet one.  I won't hurt you."

	Dan clamped his hands between his knees and stared at his lap.  Out of 
the corner of his eye, he saw Al's hand, and it started to move higher 
on his thigh.  Just the thought of what they were about to do, sent 
chills up and down his spine.  He could feel a faint blush creeping up in 
his face.  He gulped, acting nervous, and then slowly looked up into 
the older man's eyes.  He started to wiggle his knee nervously.

	"What do you want?" Dan whispered.

	'Perfectly in character,' Alfonso thought.  "I think we both know what 
we want, love."  He moved his hand from his thigh closer to his crotch.  
Dan went to move, but the other man was faster, and he caught Dan's 
wrist.  He pulled it so that it was now behind Dan, and his face was mere 
inches from those full lips.  He was happy to note that there was a 
slight shimmer of gloss on them.

	Daniel shied away, playing the perfect innocent but yearning 
character.  There would be times when he just wanted to spread himself wide and 
get right down to it, but he knew that that wasn't what Al wanted right 
now.  He pulled off his performance perfectly as he struggled slightly.

	"If you cooperate, it won't hurt." Al said.  He pressed his body 
tighter against Dan's, and Dan could feel the coldness of the bus's window 
on his bare neck.  He pretended to struggle for a bit more, but then 
went slightly limp as Cuaron moved a knee in between his legs and parted 
them.  Dan sunk into the seat, his head sliding down the window and down 
the cold inside of the bus.  "That's it, pretty one... that's what I 
want..."

	His words gave Dan the shivers.  He shut his eyes as he tilted his 
head into the crack of the seat, breathing in the leather.  He felt hands 
undoing his robe, and then a pair of clammy hands was in his jumper.  
Dan jerked a bit when Al's hands brushed against his nipples, they 
hardened under his ministrations.  Dan gasped as he felt a wet mouth on one, 
and then the other.

	"God, please, no..." Dan panted.  "S-stop..."  Cuaron slowly brought a 
hand down between them and found Dan's immediate excitement.  He could 
feel Dan's heartbeat against his cheek, and his own was hammering in 
his ribcage.  "Please stop... I'll... I'll scream..."

	Cuaron moved up and laid a few kisses on Dan's neck.  "I don't think 
you will, my pretty..."

	Suddenly his zipper was down, and a rough, calloused hand was around 
his budding erection.  The hand squeezed and slid up and down easily 
once it hit pre-cum.  His breath came in short pants now, and his legs 
spread as wide as they could, considering where they were laying.

	"I think you want this just as much as I do."  Al moved up and began 
to nibble on his ear.  Dan moaned.  He forced his body to shake, 
pretending to be scared; yet very excited all the same.  This was turning Dan 
on immensely.

	Cuaron slid his hands down Dan's skin until it rested on the rim of 
his trousers.  Dan started to squirm in his grip, but Al held him down 
fast.  He pulled Dan's trousers down to his ankles, along with his 
underwear.  The moment that Dan's bare bottom touched the cool seat, he let 
out a soft hiss.  Al had to hold in a chuckle, wanting to stay in 
character.

	He moved his head down between the boy's legs, and opened his mouth.  
Dan groaned loudly as he felt the warmth of the man's mouth surrounding 
his cock.  He pretended to struggle but it was hard to do so and want 
more.  His one hand gripped at the top of the seat, and the other was 
clenched at the bottom.  Cuaron swallowed him almost whole.  Dan let out 
a quiet scream; his legs were shaking so badly; he felt so very close.

	Alfonso didn't want him to come just yet.  Quickly he removed Dan's 
cock from his mouth, and then he moved up to take Dan's lips with his.  
As he crushed his mouth fiercely to Dan's, he took himself out of his 
own pants, hard as a rock, and started to slick himself up with his own 
pre-cum.  Dan squirmed a bit more under him, and then... he surrendered.

	He lifted his knees up to his chest, baring his most nether regions, 
and spread himself with his hands.  Cuaron took the invitation 
immediately, and brought his thighs underneath Dan's smooth cheeks.  He 
positioned himself, carefully, and then very slowly he began to enter him.  Dan 
screwed his eyes shut as he felt himself getting split open.  He 
remembered to breath, in and out, evenly, and the older man's thickness slid 
in the rest of the way with hardly any trouble.  As he became 
completely buried inside of the teen, he had to hold himself in check so that he 
wouldn't come too soon.  Once he was ready, he leaned over, between 
Dan's knees, and kissed his exposed chest.

	Dan groaned.  He was in such ecstasy that he forgotten about staying 
in character.  He wanted it all, and he wanted it now.  He got Al's 
attention by squeezing his inner muscles.  The act of clamping himself 
around his director got the other man's attention, and slowly started to 
move.  The strokes were even and almost too gentle.  Dan got a part of 
his trousers off of one leg so that he could wrap them around the other 
man's body.  Just as he did this, Al found himself almost drowning in 
Daniel's scent and body heat.  The sensation was too much, and he thrust 
faster.  Dan almost screamed at the sudden jarring, his head slightly 
hitting the bus' wall.

	The hand on his cock pulled harder and faster, just as the cock inside 
of him moved faster, and before he knew it, he was coming hard in long, 
creamy jet streams all over his chest.  Cuaron rocked his body even 
harder right before he exploded in waves and waves of bliss.

	As Daniel smiled up at his director with a small blush, Al smiled 
back.

	"Cut, print... that's a wrap..."

	"For now..." Dan sniggered.

~END~