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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 14:17:20 GMT -5
"If you insist." He said, holding him by the waist as he turned him around, pressing him gently to the table. He kissed slowly over his jaw as he worked his jeans down slowly. He helped him up on the table, then carefully pulled his jeans off. He ran his hands slowly up his legs, looking over at Zephyr. He leaned forward, kissing him softly again before he pulled away. "You're just as hot as I imagined."
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 14:26:19 GMT -5
Zephyr shivered at the touches, kissing him back slowly. He pulled him closer, leaning back on the table some, knocking their shoes off. Her wrapped his arms around him tightly. "I don't wanna lose you again..."
'And yet I am left with that choice,' Satan sneered.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 14:33:23 GMT -5
"You're not.." He promised, bracing himself against the table. He didn't want to hurt him by putting too much weight on him. "I'll always be just a phone call away. No matter what." He breathed, kissing him softly. He smiled, looking over at him. He ran his hand gently through his hair, chewing on his lip. "I've missed you so much.. I don't ever want to have to go through being without you again.." He said quietly.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 14:42:09 GMT -5
"I'll need your number, then.." He kissed the corner of his mouth. "And you can usually find me here, or at my apartment." He ran a hand down Jaxton's back. "I dunno where the others are.. But I'm not gonna go nowhere, I promise.." He gazed up at him affectionately.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 14:47:55 GMT -5
Jax pulled a sharpie out of his back pocket, and wondered if all former roadies still had the habit. But as was Jax's signature, he always had a Poison green and a baby blue sharpie on him. He pulled out the blue one, taking his arm gently. "I can't leave. I've got a boy to look after. And a best friend I missed like nobody's business. I don't have a reason to leave." He wrote his number in neat, small numbers before he tucked the sharpie back into his pocket.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 14:57:41 GMT -5
Zeph smiled up at him. "Thank you.." He murmured softly. "Now shall we continue?" He smirked, kissed his jaw and sat up, slipping off the table. He grabbed the ball for Jax, and pain washed over him. He stumbled, ball hitting the floor and rolling as he dropped to his knees. "Leave me alone.. Please..." He begged softly.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 15:05:08 GMT -5
Jax chuckled. "We're going til we're naked?" He asked, helping him up. He didn't think he could keep his hands off Zeph if he had anything less on than he already did. He heard the ball hit the floor, and was brought out of his thoughts. He knelt down beside the boy, wrapping his arms around him. "Just sit, okay? It's okay." He breathed, gently running his fingers through the boy's hair. He kissed the side of his head, hugging him close.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 15:10:24 GMT -5
Zephyr groaned, sitting down slowly and leaning against Jaxton. He closed his eyes, everything feeling so cramped up to the point that he felt he could pass out at any moment. He swallowed, drawing in and letting out wavering breaths.
'Don't test me,' that all to familiar voice hissed. And then the pain was gone and he felt suddenly cold, shivering as he relaxed. "Bastard.." He whispered, and mentally cringed, waiting for more punishment. But thankfully no more came.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 15:15:25 GMT -5
Jax kept him close, but he couldn't shake the feeling that this was his fault. He wouldn't be so broken if he hadn't been looking for Jax and the rest of the guys. And it turned out Jax was the one he liked, even if he had thought along it was the guitarist. He ran his hand slowly over his side, resting his chin on top of his head. "It's gonna be okay." He whispered, reaching up to play with his hair gently. He rocked him gently, looking down the lit lane at the pins there.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 15:23:39 GMT -5
Zephyr sighed shakily, head pounding slightly. But gradually that passed as well. 'Reassure him,' That softer voice insisted. He kissed Jaxton's jaw gently. "I'm alright.." He mumbled, keeping close to him for the warmth. He decided it best to stay here a few more minutes before even thinking to continue though.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 15:30:32 GMT -5
"Just sit here for a few minutes, okay? It's all gonna be alright." He said, smiling over at him, his blue eyes glowing dimly. He gently ran his fingers over his jaw, watching him intently. There was nothing about him that Jax didn't like. Everything about him was so perfect. "You've got to be the most.. handsome guy around here.." He breathed, leaning down to kiss him softly before he drew away.
'Don't kiss him so much, geez. You're acting like his boyfriend!'
'Oh, hush. He can kiss him if he wants to. He's in love with the boy.'
'No, he likes him. There's a difference. And besides, he's clearly annoying the poor boy.'
'What would you know?!'
'Dear God, would you shut up?!' He pleaded mentally, sure he was doing to go insane if the two voices kept at each other.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 15:36:45 GMT -5
Zephyr smiled faintly, met the kiss. He closed his eyes, nestling close. "Mm..you're so warm..." He whispered softly, shifting his weight. He listened to the stereo, trying to tune out the soft murmuring in his own head. It had never been as bad as Jaxton's, but with Satan there now, too, sometimes it got a bit chaotic.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 15:43:58 GMT -5
"Thanks." He said with a smile, keeping his arms tight around the boy. But it wasn't long before a third voice joined, then a forth, and a fifth. And soon there were more voices than he could keep track of, each of them with their own opinion on what he was doing. 'Get up', 'sit down', 'let go', 'hold tight', 'kiss him', 'push him away', 'you're making a terrible mistake', 'you've wanted this for so long'. He sighed, reaching up to rub his head. He was getting a headache, couldn't hear anything but the voices in his head. He got up carefully, wandering to the bathroom. He was barely in the door before he dropped to his knees, gagging.
'Please stop..' He begged.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 16:36:11 GMT -5
Zephyr frowned as he watched him get up and head for the bathroom, chewing on his lip. He didn't want to be rude and follow. 'What if he's not going to the bathroom? You saw the way he was starting to act.'
Zeph sighed, getting up and wandering towards the bathroom. He heard Jaxton gag and knocked before opening the door, crouched down beside him and rubbed his back.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 16:40:06 GMT -5
Jax felt Zeph's hand on his back, and folded his arms over he floor. He rested his head on them, and slowly, one by one, the voices silenced themselves. He was suddenly overwhelmed by the smell of bleach, and sat up, running the back of his hand over his lips. "I'm sorry.. Didn't mean to scare you." He said quietly, looking over at him. He got to his feet, offering a hand to the boy to help him up.
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