New week, new request.

[hegemony.livejournal.com]

Evil!Mindgame!sync. Use the JC song 'right there'. Smut is welcomed, but not required.

JuC, Chazoom, bassez or letterboys, doesn't matter much to me.

Thanks in advance!

Comments

i listened to "right there" as i wrote this - does that count?

[callsigns.livejournal.com]

"Man, you're feral tonight," Orli said. Then he gasped sharply as JC slid his hand over Orlando's ass. He tried to twist his hips away, but JC had stuck his hand in one of Orli's back pockets, and was squeezing, slowly, firmly. Orli shivered. "You on something, Chasez?"

"I could be," JC smiled, wihout a hint of his usual friendliness. The smile was cool and insinuating, and it didn't touch his eyes. "I could be on you. You want me, baby?" Without waiting a response, JC moved backwards, pulling Orlando with him, swiveling and turning so that Orli was pressed against the wall with one of JC's hands flat on the brick next to his head. "I think you do," he leaned in, whispering, his breath all kinds of hot on the skin of Orlando's neck. "I think you do want me, but I think I'm gonna make you beg for it."

"You're crazy, man." Orlando stared at JC, stared into his eyes, wild bright blue. "You know where we are? We-" he cut off as JC's mouth hovered over his throat, just breathing there, not licking, not tasting, just waiting. "-we have to go somewhere private," he managed to finish, trying to not arch up, just barely succeeding.

"Baby." The word was rich and dark, and Orlando shivered when it hit him. JC's hand lifted itself from his back pocket and stroked up to curve around his waist, his fingers squeezing tightly, just this side of pain. JC's hips were close, and Orlando was suddenly so hard, and he wanted contact, god yes, he wanted to grind and move, but he wasn't gonna beg, no way. He wasn't.

JC tilted his head up, his mess of hair brushing Orlando's face, soft and smelling like shampoo and cigarettes, clean and dirty, and JC's lips were moving by Orlando's ear, words that Orli couldn't hear, nasty murmurs of breath, his tongue flicking, slick and filthy, and Orlando couldn't believe that he'd ever thought of JC as harmless and sweet.

A quiet moan escaped him as JC's hand left his waist and trailed up to his ribs, pinching and stroking, and Orlando's eyes closed involuntarily. The darkness behind his eyelids was spiked with electricity, desire, heat, and he wanted that hand to push him down, to grab his cock, something, something, and his lips opened and "please" fell out, helpless and raw.

JC chuckled lowly against his jaw. "That's right, baby. Please is right." His hnad skimmed back down Orlando's body. "Next time you say it, I want a scream and not a whisper. Think you can do that for me?" Orlando wouldn't nod, wouldn't say yes, no, but JC laughed again anway. "Doesn't matter. I think you can." His knuckles brushed against Orlando's cock, then again, and Orlando shuddered. "I know you can."

And then the hand was gone, the warmth of JC's proximity vanished, and when Orli opened his eyes, he was alone by the wall, hard and gasping and dammit, wanting more.

Of course that counts!

[hegemony.livejournal.com]

...Jessa? Have I told you lately how much I love you? Really. This was definitely MORE than I expected....*jaw drops and scurries over to hug you*

Thank you sooooo much.

Re: Of course that counts!

[callsigns.livejournal.com]

Hee!! You are MOST welcome, my dear! *hugs back* That request was languishing unfulfilled way too long! :)

[ninjetti75.livejournal.com]

Oooo!

Your dark!love proved beneficial in this case!

(he was no JC =I'd= want, but he was fun to watch! lol)

[hegemony.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'd be all for this JC, maybe not to interact with, but it would be fun to see how he roamed around and controlled people.

And yes, the dark!Love did prove beneficial!