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[ravenbat.livejournal.com]

I've had a really really bad evening.

I need something to distract me from the fact that I've got sick/injured cousins that live no where near me and that I can't do anything to help them.

so yes.. distract me... please.

I would love um.. artist JC, with Chris or Lance as his "nude model" JC is painting them and getting noticeable "excited" by the fact that Chris/Lance (which ever) is naked except for a bunch of grapes that they are holding in front of their crotch. Would like Chris/Lance to ask JC if he is "hungry"

I'd even take this ficlet idea with anyone in BSB or NSYNC except Brian and Justin.

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The Grapes Of Lust

[jaciesplace.livejournal.com]

Chris hesitantly knocked on JC’s door. Sure, he had gotten used to the weirdness that was JC over the years, but he often questioned why he put up with it. The only reason he was here was because he was still awake when JC called saying he had been suddenly struck with an inspiration and he needed Chris to help him immediately. Tomorrow, he had said, would be too late. Chris knocked again, cursing JC for being slow about answering the door.

“This had better be fucking good, JC. If you got me out of bed for another one of your lame ass ideas, I cannot be responsible for my actions.” Chris fixed one of his more threatening glares into his deep eyes, folded his arms across his chest and stood prepared to listen.

JC’s hair was a tousled mess, as if he had been lying restlessly in bed when his latest inspiration had struck. “Yeah, right. Don’t laugh, but I had this idea.” JC paused checking Chris’ reaction. “Don’t roll your eyes at me Kirkpatrick, LISTEN! You know the Fruit of the Loom underwear ads, with the fruit?”

Chris bristled, already not liking this, but nodded.

“I want to do a painting, but instead of Fruit of the Loom underwear, it would be just the fruit like in the ads. Get it? Like no clothes, just the fruit. Interesting, you think?”

Chris frowned at JC’s weak laughter. “And you want me to model for you?”

JC didn’t speak, but nodded his head frantically.

Chris sighed and stepped inside. After all, he had gotten up, dressed and driven across town at two in the morning. He didn’t feel quite right about leaving without either stepping inside, or else punching JC for insisting he come over.

JC could hardly contain his joy when Chris walked through the doorway. After grabbing Chris’ hand, JC began hustling him into his makeshift studio. Everything was all set up, including the canvas, the paints and the fruit. Chris remained still as JC stood watching him expectantly.

A few uncomfortable minutes past before JC encouraged Chris to undress. Still frowning at his friend’s weirdness, Chris began to disrobe, providing a tantalizing striptease for JC, whose heart began pumping a bit faster with each move Chris made. It suddenly dawned on JC that maybe Chris wasn’t the best choice.

Once stripped, Chris sashayed over to JC. His words flowed slowly, like honey dripping off a bottle. “Where do you want me?”

“Right, um, right over here.” JC had a table set up in the room, which was currently covered with a while silk sheet. “Just lay down there. Lean on your arm, here. Good. Now hold that pose.”

Chris couldn’t help laughing as JC began adjusting the fruit on him. The two bunches of grapes seemed somewhat cooperative, the leafy things were managing, but the apple kept rolling away, unable to settle itself onto Chris in a way that JC liked.

“Could you, um, move that a little to the left?” JC managed to ask, pointing at Chris’ penis.

Chris smiled again. Weird JC could get on his last nerve, but he loved panicked JC. “You move it. You put it where you want it. Where do you want it, JC?”

JC blushed. He couldn’t remember the last time he had blushed. More embarrassing than having to listen to Chris’ warped sense of humor, was that his dick had woken up and seemed really interested in what Chris was saying. Or doing. Or something. He felt the warmth flooding into his cock as it strained toward Chris like a dowsing rod seeking water.

“You look hungry, JC. Want to nibble on some grapes? I think you’ll find this serving platter rather interesting,” Chris teased, no longer hating this latest idea of JC’s.

“How about a wine spritzer? You could put a few grapes into your mouth and I got one hell of a stirring stick for you. You’ll love the spritzer part, too.” Chris waggled his eyebrows at JC, who only groaned.

“Maybe you could hold the apple, like here.” A drop of sweat trickled down JC’s face as he put the apple into Chris’ hand and moved it. Chris grabbed JC’s hand and settled onto his cock.

“Put it where you want to JC. Anywhere.”

Re: The Grapes Of Lust

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I enjoyed this so much!

I loved JC, all panicked and trying to arrange the fruit, and Chris with his innuendos and teasing. The end was just perfect.

Great job!

Re: The Grapes Of Lust

[jaciesplace.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. :)

[ravenbat.livejournal.com]

*CLAPS* That was just wonderful! flustered!JC is so much fun. Whee! thank you so much. I love it.

[jaciesplace.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm supposed to be packing for a trip, but this one sounded too fun to pass up! Thanks for the cool request.

I hope your cousins get well soon! *get-well hugs*

[ravenbat.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much.

Have fun on your trip!

*hugs you back, just cause*

[ninjetti75.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeeeeee!

That was GREAT!!

Snarkalicious teasing Chris and flustered panicking JC, what could be better?

*giggles*

I liked that. A Lot. It was very much fun! :D

[jaciesplace.livejournal.com]

Thanks for your comment, I'm glad you liked it!
It was a fun one to write. Of course, I always have fun writing when it involves Naked Chris. :)