popslash_lollipops | (no subject)

I hope this hits your craving.

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“Hey.” JC sidles close and wraps his arm around Chris’ waist, fingers dipping between denim and skin. “Are you ready to go back yet?”

“We just got here.” Chris indicates the room with a wild sweep of his hand, golden liquid from his glass splashing onto his arm. “Or is there a reason I should go this early?” Chris winks, dark eyelashes against sweat-damp skin, sharp white teeth and quick darts of tongue as he licks at the drops on his wrist, slow and deliberate, attention focused only on JC.

“We have to be up early, that is. Um.” Words crumble under Chris’ gaze, turning to dust in JC’s mouth as he swallows hard.

“That is?” Chris prompts as he licks across the bones of his wrist, over the metal of his bracelet, shining silver briefly sucked between his lips.

JC can’t look away, presses his fingers harder against Chris’ skin, feeling the heat that burns inside. “Come home with me.” He forces the words, listens as they’re carried away and hidden in the pounding beats that fill the room.

Chris hears them anyway. He finishes his drink with one long swallow; neck exposed as he tips back his head then wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand. Pushing the empty glass on a table, he grabs JC’s wrist and pulls, weaving them through the crowd that surrounds them, unwilling to let them go.

JC apologises as they plough past people who reach out, grasping hands that cling and touch, insincere words to those who want more. To touch the star who burns so bright.

Love the show, Chris.

You did great.

You rock.

You sang so well.

Chris hears them all and smiles in return, but never stops moving, just tightens his hold, burning hot fingers that will surely brand.

“I love you, Chris!”

The high-pitched yell gives little warning and within seconds a girl is wrapped around Chris, sharp nails against his back, glossy lips against his neck as she presses closer still. “You’ve always been my favourite. I love your solo stuff, so much better than the others.”

Her gaze skims over JC, dismissing him as she scatters kisses, red lipstick smeared over Chris’ skin as he tries to pull away with tricks they all learned so many years ago. They don’t work and all Chris can do is squirm in her embrace, torn between politeness and the need to get away.

“We have to go now.” JC knows Chris can handle this, but he shouldn’t have to. “The car will be waiting.”

“I really do have to go.” Chris pulls back again until they’re separated, rubbing at his face as she opens her purse, rummaging for a pen.

“Can you sign this? And this? And can you phone my friend, she’ll never believe I’ve seen you.”

They’re requests they’ve handled thousands of times before, but impatience strikes JC hard as he watches Chris quickly sign, watched by the interested crowd that gathers, pens at the ready.

“Come on.” Ignoring the crowd, JC grabs Chris’ sleeve, tugging him away and through the doors before the murmurs become outright requests.

It’s quiet outside, music a dulled background thud in the cold air, so shockingly different to the heat they’ve left behind. Doormen stand silent, professionals at seeing nothing as JC drops Chris’ sleeve as he stands against the wall, head back and eyes closed, glittering stardom replaced by pure exhaustion.

“Your rep will be trashed tomorrow on the net,” Chris says quietly. He opens his eyes, laughing as JC stands next to him, arms brushing as they watch for their ride. “JC Chasez disses his fans.”

“Your fans, they were here for your show, and I hardly dissed them.” JC shrugs, shivering a little as the wind cools his over heated skin. “You were great tonight.”

Chris smiles, shining bright once more. “You buttering me up after making me leave?” Then, safely hidden behind their bodies, Chris links his fingers with JC’s, the gesture clearer than any words.

Even if it doesn't hit Jo's craving, if def. hit mine.

*happy sigh*

Terri, you need to write lots more TrickC. Lots more.

I'm glad you enjoyed it, Raven.

Terri, you need to write lots more TrickC. Lots more

Somehow I don't think I'll stop writing trickc any time soon ;)

TrickC day is Halloween?

Bwahahahhahahahahahaha!!

It is.

Apparently Chris is the trick and JC is the treat *g*

that is the greatest thing ever!

it's an awesome thing isn't it??? There's a TrickC community and everything

that was FANTASTIC!

Thank you :)

I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

All those sumptuous details, particularly at the beginning - delicious. And the last sentence is lovely.

Thank you so much :)

it's absolutely perfectly awesomely what I wanted. Thank you Ter!

TRICKC!

I'm so glad, and you're welcome!

I LOVE TRICKC!