Adult Content Warning

This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.

• Yes, Continue
• No, Go Back

If you accept cookies from our site and you choose "Yes, Continue", you will not be asked again during this session (that is, until you close your browser). If you log in you can store your preference and never be asked again.

1. Limit Break by KrisRix

   Fandoms: Carry On Series - Rainbow Rowell, Simon Snow & Related Fandoms  

   • Explicit
   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   26 Apr 2020

   Tags

   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch/Simon Snow
   • Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch
   • Simon Snow
   • Spa Treatments
   • yes I wrote another fic of them in a spa hotel...
   • Weekend Getaway
   • Vacation
   • Fluff and Angst
   • Eventual Smut
   • Angst and Fluff and Smut
   • Angst with a Happy Ending
   • Vulnerability
   • The Deconstructed Texting Fic Nobody Asked For
   • Anxiety
   • Light Dom/sub
   • Power Play
   • Hand Jobs
   • Blow Jobs
   • Frottage
   • First Time
   • this gets so sappy
   • POV Alternating
   • POV Tyrannus Basilton "Baz" Pitch
   • POV Simon Snow
   • Post-Book 2: Wayward Son
   • oh and a lot of hickeys

   Summary

   Baz’s last exam is Friday morning. I’m pretty fucking confident he spells his car with a make way for the king because he’s at my door by noon, bags already in the boot. He’s so eager to get going, he doesn’t kiss me hello—that’s a thing we do properly now, and I’m a bit disappointed he’s too focused on snatching up my bag to bother with it.
   Which makes me smile, actually. Being huffy with him for not kissing me is a pretty good spot to be in.
   Baz is drilling me about what I’ve packed (“Do you have the reservation? Your mobile charger? Wallet? Clothes that aren’t awful trackie bottoms? Swimsuit? Please tell me you brought enough clean pants, Snow—”), so I pin him against the car once he’s squirrelled away my bag. His mouth falls open in surprise.
   “You’re fretting,” I tell him. “Shut up and kiss me.”
   Baz purses his lips, suppressing a smile. “If you insist.”
   We kiss until I feel his tension ease off. Makes me feel better, too.
   Then we’re on our way.

   Series

   • Part 3 of Three-Chord Progression

   Language:

   English

   Words:

   25,430

   Chapters:

   3/3

   Comments:

   100

   Kudos:

   936

   Bookmarks:

   111

   Hits:

   11,914