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look
on JC's face made it all worth it. Instantly, AJ felt himself being pulled
forward, his lips crashing against JC's, his lower lip caught between the
older man's teeth. The kiss was quick but steamy, leaving both men breathless.
AJ wondered if JC could feel his erection pressing between them. He thought
that if it felt to JC anything like JC's erection felt on his leg, he probably
was aware of it. "What was that?" AJ asked, dazed as they both pulled away.
"In
case I never get the chance again, I just wanted to know what it would
feel like that once."
AJ
grinned, pulling him towards the stairs and the exit. They didn't even
bother to tell anyone where they were heading knowing that Kevin and Nick
would definitely understand. Thinking about it, he knew that they had set
it up. Kevin talking to him about JC the week before, asking what he thought
about him. If he found him attractive and whether he would be interested
if he had the chance. And as he remembered back, Nick had followed JC out
the door, only to be found a few hours later not divulging where he'd been
or who he had been with. If AJ knew his best friends as well as he knew
he did, they had set this up from the get go. He made a mental note to
thank them profusely the next time he saw them. Quite possibly with gifts.
Large, expensive gifts. They hailed a cab that was sitting outside and
AJ heard JC give the driver his address. Leaning back on the seat, their
heads turned to face one another and a smile was shared, their fingers
still locked. JC had grabbed his hand as they were weaving through the
thick crowd, and not wanting to get separated, AJ had tightened the grip
as they walked. Now, as they were sitting in the cab, alone, they found
their hands still clasped tightly together. AJ failed to loosen his grip.
The
ride back to his place seemed as though it were taking forever and JC had
to remind himself that this was actually happening. That AJ McLean was
physically sitting beside him in the cab, holding his hand and sitting
so close that their legs were brushing against one another as the driver
took sharp turns down the familiar streets to his house. The last thing
he had expected was to be out clubbing with the man of his recent fantasies,
not to mention taking him home to ...well that was still to be determined.
As much as he wanted to keep it PG for the night, take things slowly, JC
knew that the second that AJ initiated anything, he'd probably drop his
pants and spread his legs in earnest. Not that he did that for just anyone.
He didn't. Just the special ones, and AJ was definitely special. As the
cab came to a stop, JC leaned up to give the driver money, startled when
he'd seen AJ beat him to it. "It's okay I got it.." He said, giving AJ
a twenty for the money he'd used to pay.
"It's
okay. I got it. You can make me breakfast." AJ leaned in and kissed JC,
the pressure not overwhelming but enough to elicit a moan from the older
man. The promise in his voice was nearly enough to make JC drag him up
to his bedroom and strip him naked.
"Shit...
Ummm..."
AJ
laughed and kissed the other man's nose playfully. "You are so fucking
adorable when you're all hot and bothered." And he was. AJ was having a
hard time restraining himself from attacking JC. Just how aroused he was,
the fact that his eyes were glazed and cheeks were pink was enough to make
AJ fall harder for him. He didn't know how someone could look so sweet
and innocent and tempting at the same time. He could only imagine how JC
would look naked, sprawled out before him as he fucked him in every way
possible. That thought made AJ smile, JC's voice breaking him from the
vision.
"Coming
in?"
"Yeah."
They
entered the large house and AJ took a moment to look around, amazed at
how beautiful it was. If ever he was to picture what JC's place would be
decorated like, how it would look, this was exactly it. It was simple yet
elegant. Beautiful. Like him. "You want a tour?" JC asked, smiling as AJ
nodded. JC showed the younger man the entire house, stalling just slightly.
As much as he wanted to have the conversation with him, he wanted to put
it off, his nerves getting the better of him. Finally, they'd returned
back to where they started and both men were looking at each other. "Wine?"
AJ
shook his head. "Just you and me. Let's finish that conversation."
JC's
favourite room in the house was in the back, a room where he spent most
of his time. It was where he had his piano and did most of his composing
and writing. There was also a couch and chair along the far wall, a fireplace
and was probably the most lived in room in the entire house. That was where
he took AJ, the knowledge that he'd never allowed anyone else in that room
before not lost on him. JC wondered silently what was going on with him.
He'd never told anyone as much as he'd told this man, he'd brought him
into his private sanctum without blinking. It was just too much for his
mind to wrap around, and if JC wasn't careful he was certain that he was
falling hopelessly and desperately in love with this man. And for the first
time, he wasn't scared one single bit. In fact, he was exhilarated by it.
"This
room is beautiful." AJ noticed that there was a different feel to this
room than the rest of the house and he figured that this was probably JC's
private room. Butterflies took flight in his stomach as he realized the
importance of being brought here and as he tightened his grip in JC's hand
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