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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 0:13:30 GMT -5
He wrapped his arms tightly around him, being careful of the IV and the breathing tube. He closed his eyes, moving closer to Zephyr. He was sore for being on his feet for so long, his back ached and he was exhausted. All he wanted to do was sleep. He opened his eyes to tip Zephyr's chin to his, kissing him softly. "It's okay." He whispered, reaching up to play with his hair.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 0:22:04 GMT -5
Zephyr met the kiss, then bit his lip. "No it's not," He mumbled, burying his face in Jaxton's chest. "I don't kill thens, Jax.. It's not okay..." He ran his fingers up his chest. "And you probably got sick 'cause of me, too..."
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 0:31:57 GMT -5
Jaxton chuckled. "I work in a club, Zeph. People are always coming up to me, breathing in my face. It could have been that stupid guy who's always bugging me. He thinks cause he tends the bar, he gets to do my job too. Annoying kid." He yawned, running his fingers slowly through the boy's hair. "I'm too stubborn to die anyways. It's not a big deal." He kissed the top of his head. "You gonna kiss me and make me better?" He teased, trying to make him smile.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 1:07:58 GMT -5
Zephyr shrugged indifferently. He kissed him softly, however, but the action was distracted as he shifted his weight, voices screaming words of shame in his head. He closed his eyes again, tracing his fingers back and forth over Jaxton's chest as a distraction.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 1:14:04 GMT -5
He moved so he was on his back, his arm under Zeph's head. He slowly ran his hand through his hair, his other hand twisting the blanket slowly. He yawned, closing his blue eyes. He could feel the congestion in his chest, his head throbbing from his stuffed sinuses. He reached up, messing with his nose ring before he yawned again, his hand dropping to Zephyr's shoulder.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 1:22:15 GMT -5
Zephyr nestled closer to him and began to relax some. He couldn't help thinking he should have done something with that body though, wasn't sure how he had killed him, meaning he didn't know if he had left DNA. He'd left to quickly to care, sickened by the sight.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 1:27:38 GMT -5
Jax ran his fingers slowly over his shoulder, tucking his other arm behind his head. If he was sleeping on his back, everyone knew this was how he slept. "Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see you tonight." He sang in a nasally voice to the radio, smirking to himself. He looked up at a fan girl squeal he was all too familiar with.
"Oh my gosh! I know who you two are!" A girl no older than fifteen exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"We still have fans?" He chuckled, but smiled over at the girl nonetheless.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 1:32:51 GMT -5
Zephyr opened his eyes, smiled faintly and waved at her as he lifted his head. He'd had a few people approach him before. It always made him miss it, no matter how annoying fans sometimes got. It was all a part of the memories.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 1:39:51 GMT -5
Jax rubbed his arm gently, looking over at the girl in her hospital gown. "What's a pretty girl like you doing here?" He asked, slipping his arm carefully around Zephyr.
"I had to come for another round of chemo." She said, and he felt bad for her. She was so young, had so much ahead of her and she was dying of cancer.
"You're better than me. I think I've been in bed all day." He teased, and she smiled. "Go bug one of the nurses for a sharpie and a piece of paper and we'll sign it for you."
"Really?! Cool!" She exclaimed, then wandered off, coming back a few minutes later. Jax signed it in his usual, neat cursive and obnoxious smiley at the end, then handed he paper to Zeph, poking him on the cheek with the sharpie.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 1:43:42 GMT -5
Zephyr bit his lip at her explanation, smiled when she came back. "Ow, hey," He complained, nudging Jaxton gently before taking the Sharpie and paper. He scrawled out his own signature, followed by 'Lots of love, xoxo' before offering it out to her with a smile.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 1:49:03 GMT -5
"Oh, the ink!" He cried dramatically at Zeph's complaint, and the girl giggled. She took the paper with a smile and a thanks, poking Jax with the sharpie on the hand. "You see what you went and did?" He told Zeph, holding out his hand. She smiled, adding another dot and a smile to it before she left.
"I've been doodled on and poked. Today's been productive." He said, settling back into the bed. "Unless you want me to poke you." He teased, squeezing his hip.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 1:54:10 GMT -5
Zephyr smirked, good mood starting to come back. "Hm... Depends on what you're poking me with," He teased softly, leaning over to give him a gentle kiss. He ran a hand up Jaxton's arm slowly, bit his lip to hide his sheepish smile.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 1:58:34 GMT -5
Jax smirked, meeting the kiss softly. "My finger, duh." He said with a laugh, reaching over to poke him. "You and your dirty mind." He reached up, cupping his cheek as he leaned up, kissing him slowly. He slipped his fingers slowly into the back of his jeans, running them back and forth slowly. "Maybe I just wanna hear you whimper." He said, kissing his neck as he dropped his hand to his legs, slowly running it up one.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 2:08:08 GMT -5
Zephyr laughed, but met the kiss soft and slow. He huffed softly at the touch along his jeans, shivering, and smirked. The hand creeping up his leg however had him drawing in another breath, trying not to make a sound, just to spite Jaxton.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 2:13:10 GMT -5
"Mhm." Jax smirked, pulling the blanket up over him as he pulled him in for a deeper kiss, running his hand up his shirt. He drug his nails slowly down his back, his other hand working on the button on his jeans. He finally got it undone, and pulled the zipper down, kissing slowly along his jaw as he slipped his hand into the open fly. "I'm gonna keep teasing you until you whimper." He breathed, sucking gently on his neck.
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