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Dirt (Charlie/Boone/Shannon) NC-17

Title: Dirt
Pairing: Charlie/Boone/Shannon, hints of Charlie/Liam
Rating: NC-17
Notes: For the fabulous themoononastick's day as queen at lostsquee! I hope you enjoy it, hon! Thanks so much to philomel and zelda_zee for betaing! *smooches*
Warnings: Twice the incest! (Even if one of them is fauxcest.)

Her blonde hair spills out over the dirty floor of the jungle, her head thrown back in abandon, her mouth hanging open, gasping. She just wants to be touched and you just want to touch her.

It’s just the drugs, but you’ll take her any way you can get her.

She doesn’t care about the leaves in her hair or the dirt under her fingernails from where she dug in when you made her come. All she cares about is feeling good right now, this instant. She says yes to everything, everything but you inside her.


The next day she shows up with Boone and, for a second, you think he might offer to blow you, too. Before he can even speak, you’re picturing those reddened lips around your cock, those enormous blue eyes closing and opening as you stroke his hair and you’re just as hard as you were yesterday when she fell to her knees for you.

Then he grins, that smug little rich boy grin, and produces a bag of weed and a few miniature bottles of booze. Now you picture him kneeling in front of Sawyer instead, Sawyer’s hands ruffling that dark hair, Boone’s hands digging into the backs of his thighs and you know just how each one would sound as their moans bleed into each other.

You have to excuse yourself for a minute. When you come back, Boone’s rolled a joint and he and Shannon are giggling like five-year-olds. Boone passes it to you, wincing as he tries to hold in the smoke. It’s a party.


No one cares that you three are out here, day after day, getting high, getting away from it all. No one misses Shannon lying in the sun all day. No one misses Boone trying to be Jack, Jr. No one misses you playing your guitar. Claire and Hurley wouldn’t approve of these little get-togethers, so sod ‘em.

You’re the cool kids. Let the rest of them run around and build shelters and send signals and hunt bloody boar or stare at the ocean like they can see home from here.

You’re having too much fun, the three of you.


They fall against each other, legs tangling up, laughing at some private joke, and you’re back to being the bloody third wheel.

It was just the once then, just to get you to share. You should have said no, you should have set your terms, should be cutting them off now. But you were never good at saying no, never good at refusing anyone.


Go-Along-to-Get-Along Charlie. Sometimes I think you’ll let me do anything to you. He’d say that with a smile and that made it hurt more. Because you never could tell him no. You even smiled when you said yes.


They’re too wrapped up in each other to hear you when you come back from taking a piss. Her skirt is up around her waist, so you can see every movement of his hand, can practically see how wet she is from here. They’re staring into each other’s eyes, their mouths open, mirroring each other. But they’re not kissing. Her hand is on his cock and he’s leaning forward at an awkward angle, like a glass wall is stopping him from getting closer.

“Let me inside you, Shan. Let me come inside you.” Boone’s voice throbs with hurt. He’s begging her, like he must have begged her a hundred times.

“NO. You know why.” She shakes her head slowly, staring him down. He sighs like he’s breaking and just rests his forehead against hers.

Her eyes flutter as she gets close and then she looks straight at you. She sees you. Her mouth falls open but her cry of alarm just means she’s coming.

Boone comes a second later, a loud groan swallowed up in the emptiness of the jungle. He falls against her, burying his face in her chest.

You might as well not exist, except that she’s still staring at you. Her face twists like she might cry and then she drops her head, hiding in his hair.

It’s funny how you already knew.


“He’s not really my brother, OK?” She’s run after you, her panties probably still laying crumpled in the dirt, her skirt barely pushed down. No leaves in her hair today, but she’s wild-eyed, frantic. Her eyes are red, tears threatening to spill over. “We’re not even related. So it’s not what you think.”

You tell her it’s all right, you won’t tell anyone. She bites her finger and she starts to cry anyway, even though she’s nodding like she believes you. You start to tell her, not about Liam, but just all the crazy things you’ve done. All the drugs. Blowing some guy for a hit. Shagging some bird and her mother at the same time. She makes a face and then she starts to laugh.

“Thank you, Charlie,” she says, kind of solemnly and then she takes your face in your hands. She looks at you for a minute with those big brown eyes, reading your thoughts, and then she kisses you, softly. She didn’t even kiss Boone.

She opens her mouth wider, moaning as your tongues meet. Her hands are combing wildly through your hair and you both fall to your knees. She takes your hand and places it between her legs and then she lies back. She nods, chin jutting out a little like she’s scared. “I’m so fucking tired of it. I don’t care what happens. We’re all going to die here anyway,” she cries, her voice breaking. “Please, just fuck me. Just fuck me.”

You’re only too ready. You’ve been hard this whole time. You just need to get your bloody jeans off and then you’re inside her and she’s wrapping those gorgeous long legs around you and pulling you in deeper and she’s saying she doesn’t want to feel empty anymore.

You’re trying to go slow, make it last, savor the feel of her trembling around you, when you should have realized this was stolen time.

“Jesus, Shan, you’re FUCKING him? You’re FUCKING HIM?!!”

Boone is standing a yard off, his hands pulling at his hair. He looks like he might be ill. “What, is this to shut him up?”

“I don’t care. I don’t care anymore,” Shannon sobs, covering her face.

“Shannon, Jesus.” It’s all Boone can say, over and over.

By now, you’ve got your trousers back on and you’re trying to figure out if Boone is going to hit you or hit her or maybe go running off into the forest, never to be seen again.

“I won’t say anything. Honest. And she wanted me to ...”

“Don’t. Just don’t say another word.” The high spots on Boone’s cheeks are a vivid red, but the rest of his face is white.

Shannon goes over to Boone and at first he won’t let her touch him. He cringes as she tries to put her arms around him. “Boone, it’s OK. I’ll let you fuck me. OK? I’ll let you fuck me.”

You should leave, really, you should. But even as she’s talking low in his ear, she’s beckoning to you.

“I’ll let you fuck me if you let Charlie fuck you.”

Your jaw drops and it’s a mirror of Boone’s.

He was almost calm, but now he starts at her words, fists drawn.

“You want to know what it feels like to me, what it feels like to be me,” she says, running her fingers over his arm, standing so they’re thigh to thigh. “You can fuck me in the ass, we can feel it together. I want this Boone. I want you.” She keeps talking into his ear, words meant only for him, threats or promises or both.

His body is tense, like he wants to run, but he doesn't. He starts to sag a little as she talks, as those fingers raise goosebumps on his arms. His eyes close as he listens to her, his lashes improbably long against those high cheekbones and you know he’s going to give in.

Because you’ve been him.

You want to leave, you don’t want to be part of this. Except that you do want it.

Boone’s head drops and he mumbles, “OK.” When he lifts his head, his eyes are dazed and not just from the drugs.

They both just assume you’re going to play along. You move toward them, feeling like you’re walking under water. You think you might be higher now than when you took that hit an hour ago.

Shannon starts to kiss Boone as she lifts up his T-shirt. He raises his arms, surrendering to her touch. Of course this has to be skin to skin. You’re shrugging off your hoodie and your T-shirt in one go and then you reach for Boone’s belt. He looks over his shoulder at you, and puts his hand over yours. You stop as those ice-blue eyes freeze you. Shannon puts one hand on his face and you do the same. He nods and then you’re both helping him off with his jeans. He's the only one who's naked.

His cock is hard, the tip already wet, as he kisses Shannon. His eyes are closed tight as he eases her skirt down her legs and raises her shirt over her head. She’s not wearing a bra or panties. He pulls her to him, hands cupping her ass as they kiss. Her hands run through his hair and he moans a little. You’ve got your shoes and jeans off and you start to stroke yourself, watching them.

Shannon pulls back. “You ready?” she asks breathlessly and they both turn to look at you, heads swiveling in unison. She lies down on her skirt and reaches between her legs with those long, delicate fingers. “God, I’m wet enough for all of us,” she moans.

She rubs the slickness over your cock. You close your eyes and shiver. This is really happening. She slicks her hand over Boone next and she smiles to see how he trembles.

He takes her legs and places them on his shoulders. He dips his fingers into her, smearing the moisture lower. She nods and bites her lip as he thrusts inside her.

Her eyes are shut tight and she’s panting but she waves her hand and tells you, “Wait.” She grips your cock hard, in time with Boone’s thrusts. He moans just like you imagined and you’re not sure you can last. “Now!” she finally says and you move behind Boone. You grab his hip with one hand and your cock with the other and then you’re inside, and god, he’s so tight.

He stops moving with a strangled cry, tensing so hard you think he might break you. “Easy, easy,” you manage to gasp, your touch gentle on his hip. “Breathe. Just breathe.”

He takes a deep breath and starts to move again, as he adjusts to your rhythm. You wish you could see his face. But you can see hers. Her eyes are bright and wide and her mouth is open and she’s panting, matching breaths with Boone. He bends as low to her as he can, until their foreheads are touching again. He’s sliding his fingers into her and rubbing her clit with his thumb and she throws back her head, breaking contact.

“This is what it feels like. This is what it’s like when you fuck me,” she gasps out between breaths, and it’s just for Boone. “Just ... fuck me... fuck me...”

“Yes,” he gasps. “Shan, God.” His breath is ragged and he’s starting to shake. He’s thrusting erratically and then his whole body clenches and he cries out and pulls you over the edge with him. You fall across his bowed back, your chin on his shoulder. He’s still shuddering between you. A line of sweat runs down his back and down your stomach and you both shiver a little.

You take your time disentangling yourselves because now you don’t want to meet each other’s eyes. “I’m just gonna go then,” you say unnecessarily once you’ve got your clothes back on.

You leave them alone, naked and cradling each other.


You should have known better, but when you go out to your regular spot the next day, neither one of them is there. You had some vague idea that this would be a regular thing now, that instead of sneaking out here to get high, you’d sneak out here to fuck each other silly. But of course that’s nonsense.

It’s a bloody small island, but it should be easy enough to avoid them. Pretend nothing happened. You’re all experts at that already.

But when you come back and see Boone standing at the ocean’s edge, tossing stones in, you don’t stay away. You’ve never really seen him alone before.

“Hey,” you say and he glances up and then away quickly.

“I don’t know what else you want,” he says coldly. “If you want to blackmail me for sex every day...”

“No. No. ‘Course not.” You toe the sand. “I just wanted to say ... well, that’s usually me getting fucked.”

He snorts. “Yeah, I’ll bet. “ After a beat, he turns to really look at you. “You mean you’re always getting screwed over or you take it in the ass all the time?”

“Well, bit o’ both, really.”

“Huh.” But, then he starts to laugh. “Well, this time it was me. It’s always me, one way or another.” He gives you a lopsided smile and he looks perilously close to crying.

“Look, I don’t know if ... I mean, if you ever want to, you could ...”

Boone tilts his head, as if he’s not sure he heard you right. “Wait. Are you offering to let me fuck you?”

“Yeah, I am,” you offer up a sheepish smile. “I kind of owe you. And ... well, I wouldn’t mind.”

“So you really like guys?” He hurls another rock, watches until it falls and breaks the surface. “You had a boyfriend?”

You pick up a rock, weigh it in your hand. “Kind of. It was just incredibly fucked-up.”

“Did he love you?”

You grip the rock tight, trying to find the words. “Not enough,” you finally say.

“Yeah.” His voice is brittle, like he’s still holding back tears. “Never enough.”


( 30 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 27th, 2006 07:22 pm (UTC)
I love you so fucking much right now that I can't even speak. Or type. I'm going to have to come back later when I am more coherent to tell you just how much I LOVE this as I just don't have the words to say it properly at the moment.

Just... *flails*

Jul. 27th, 2006 07:26 pm (UTC)
Awww yaaaaaay! ;) *bounces* That makes me so very happy, love! Anything for you! Even Charlie porn!

And you're so quick! I was still tweaking this!
(no subject) - themoononastick - Jul. 27th, 2006 10:29 pm (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - halfdutch - Jul. 28th, 2006 12:02 am (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 27th, 2006 07:57 pm (UTC)
see, that's a trio that I would not even have imagined.

and somehow it works so well. all because of your talent of course.

my, I'm flabbergasted. this was all kind of sexy and made me feel bad for the three of them, if that is possible. spectacular.
Jul. 27th, 2006 08:53 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm not sure how this idea came to me, but I'm so glad you liked this!
Jul. 27th, 2006 08:21 pm (UTC)
Holy god, woman. This is amazing! Who knew??? I love the mix of smut and angst.

themoononastick is going to FREAK for this! Oh, wait. She already did!
Jul. 27th, 2006 08:54 pm (UTC)
I know! I kind of shocked myself, LOL. Porn! With Charlie! LOL! *checks outside the window for more signs of the apocalypse*

And I'm so glad you liked this -- and of course, Queen Moon as well! Yaaay!
Jul. 27th, 2006 08:32 pm (UTC)
I just reread this, and yes, it's still just as amazing. The voices are so perfect, it's really impressive how distinctive they are, esp w/the limited amount of dialogue each has. And you captured Charlie's POV so well. “I’m just gonna go then,” you say unnecessarily once you’ve got your clothes back on. That awkwardness is perfect Charlie, as is him returning the next day, thinking that things would go on from where they left off.

Taking those 3 characters, the ones who are regarded/portrayed as the most useless, and throwing them together like this and then examining the dynamic that results, was truly inspired.

I love how the sex is an extension of all the undercurrents between the characters. Having Charlie fuck Boone so he can feel what Shannon feels when he fucks her - brilliant and twisted.

This fic is both inspiring, to see where something unexpected can go, and scary (but that's my own insecurities talking). I love your J/S, but this is just as good. Love it so much.
Jul. 27th, 2006 08:59 pm (UTC)

Thank you so much, hon! ;) This is the best part about writing stuff for our friends, that it gets us to try new things and go outside our comfort zone. I'm thrilled you liked this so much!

I loved the idea of the three "useless" kids hanging out together and then the parallel of the fucked-up dynamics between Boone & Shannon and Charlie & Liam just screamed to me.

Thanks again for the kind words and the betaing! *smooch*

Jul. 27th, 2006 08:33 pm (UTC)
Hot, twisted and delicious. Why did they have to kill Shannon? I love her manipulative ways. Charlie's perpetual lost puppy status was quite, erm, interesting.
Jul. 27th, 2006 09:00 pm (UTC)
I know. I'll always miss Shannon and Boone. They were so interesting and seeing how they reacted to life on the island could have fueled several more episodes, if not seasons. *smites new characters*

Thanks for reading this! ;)
Jul. 27th, 2006 08:46 pm (UTC)
I swear I never would have put all three of them together..and you did it just so SO well, every single one of them has angst to spare and it's glorious.

I'm telling you, you don't even really write these characters and yet, you did it perfectly, try and tell me you aren't a fantastic writer!!

*this was just so damn good!!*
Jul. 27th, 2006 09:02 pm (UTC)
Aww, I'm so happy you read this, even if it's not J/S! Once I had the idea of having the three of them hang out together, the rest just clicked into place. Yes, they do have angst to spare!

And you flatter me shamelessly! Thank you! *blushes and loves*
Jul. 28th, 2006 01:31 am (UTC)
Wow. There's something really powerful in the way you combined the 2nd person POV with this sense of longing and not belonging. It's kind of sad, but I really like it.
Jul. 28th, 2006 02:21 am (UTC)
Thank you! This one just wanted to be written a little differently, I think! (I was going to try something nonlinear but, oh well! Maybe next time!) Thanks for reading! ;)
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Jul. 28th, 2006 04:05 am (UTC)
That's good, I take it? ;)
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(no subject) - halfdutch - Jul. 30th, 2006 04:26 am (UTC) - Expand
Jul. 28th, 2006 07:09 am (UTC)
I think I'm losing my mind
I could have sworn that I commented on this earlier, but I guess I must have been high and don't remember it.

Anyhow, I just absolutely loved this. This was so well-written. I love angst/drama/tragedy, and you've managed to capture it all. It was dark and lovely. My heart broke for Charlie and Boone. I love their conversation in the end. Would you consider extending it, and giving just the two of them a go...just Boone/Charlie love? They so need it. (and so do I!) HA!

Seriously...this was really beautiful and well-done.
Jul. 30th, 2006 04:11 am (UTC)
Re: I think I'm losing my mind
I think you commented at one of the comms where I posted this, so you're not losing your mind!

And thank you for the kind words! I will consider a sequel but I have a few other fics in the works that would have to come first! ;) Thanks again. So glad you liked it, especially I don't write these characters that often!
Jul. 29th, 2006 05:06 am (UTC)
*incoherentsqueeingandecstaticflailing* Oh, hon. Oh, hon. I know you didn't write that for me, but it feels like you did. It's so perfect. It hits my pairings and my kinks like 1-2-3 and it's so HOT and so well-written and just, guh. Guh. I've been having a rough time and I really needed that. *loves you*
Jul. 30th, 2006 04:16 am (UTC)
Oh wow! I know you just got back on LJ (and welcome back! so good to see you around again!) so I didn't expect you to be reading any fic! *snuggles you*

I'm so glad you liked this so much, especially since it's new territory for me! Thank you! That is so sweet to hear! ;)

Jul. 29th, 2006 07:50 pm (UTC)
Oh, wow. This is absoulutly pitch perfect, and how awesome! You wrote Charlie fic...and with the PORN.

I love the fact that Charlie can emphitize with Boone here, and also that he is able to comfort Shannon. And the last bit...Oh Charlie! *cuddles*
Jul. 30th, 2006 04:22 am (UTC)
I know! Charlie porn! I can't believe I wrote this, LOL! ;) I guess if you start thinking about a certain pairing enough, an idea will come! It was fun to take a break from the OTP and play with some different characters for a change, figure out how they might interact.

I think, above everything else, Charlie is always trying to find a way to please everyone around him. He does need a cuddle! ;)

Jul. 29th, 2006 10:13 pm (UTC)
Once again, this is beautiful. You've captured the entangling dynamic of these three cunningly--hitting on the connections, the disconnections and every shade in between in such a bare, quiet style that cuts right to the quick.

LOVE it.

Jul. 30th, 2006 04:26 am (UTC)
Oh! *blushes*

Thank you so much! I'm so pleased you liked it and of course I'm thrilled themoononastick liked it too! I think there's definitely something to be said for trying something new! Thanks again for the bang-up beta job! ;)

Jul. 30th, 2006 07:01 am (UTC)
*breaks* That was GORGEOUS. So beautifully written, with such heartbreak and so so so pretty in its angst...

*adores madly*
Jul. 30th, 2006 07:40 pm (UTC)
Wow, thank you so much! ;)
Jul. 31st, 2006 05:24 am (UTC)
Dude. I finally venture a tiny bit out of my OTP rabbit hole, and this is what I find? WOW. So very dark and wonderfully hot. I think my aversion to het actually translates to "I don't mind het as long as Kate isn't involved." Which should go for all things, really, not just het fic. But anyway. Loved this... just floored by the parallel you managed to create with Charlie/Liam and Boone/Shannon.
Jul. 31st, 2006 06:04 pm (UTC)
Oh wow! Thanks for venturing out! ;) I think the lostsquee prompts have been great for all of us for tackling (both reading and writing) the unknown! As much as I love my OTP, it's great to take a break too.

I'm not sure how this fic occurred to me, just musing on Charlie and Shannon and somehow ended up here! I love that you love it! *smooch*

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