Stay With Me
Disclaimer: All characters belong to me.
Warning: Foul language and yaoi.
CONTAINS YAOI (Hard-core Boy-Love). IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT.
Jace pulled away from my
lips, a string of drool dripping from his mouth and onto mine. He had backed
away because the bedroom door swung open with a bang. My father stood in the
lonesome doorway, anger and horror spreading across his face. I was still
stunned and breathless from the kiss, so I couldn't manage to say
anything. Jace, who was
technically banned from my house by my father, glared at him
defiantly.
"Get the hell out of my house, you gay bastard." (My father is
homophobic, which causes problems for both him and me.) Jace held his
gaze.
"No. I love your son and there is nothing in this world that can keep us
apart, so you better get used to it, you homophobic asshole." My father was
stunned by Jaces' instant retaliation, and winced as if the bit him like
venomous snake.
"I WILL call the police and have you escorted out of my house." he said
angrily.
"Yeah? And I WILL keep coming back. Just turn around, walk away, and
pretend you never saw anything so I could pick up where I left off." In an
instant, his lips were back on mine and we were kissing passionately, causing my
father to turn a sickly green color. I accidentally let out a small moan of
pleasure, and unconsciously rocked my hips against his. My face was a deep,
burning red and my mouth was being controlled by Jaces'
tongue. My father was still watching us, but I didn't care at the moment.
When Jace was kissed me, nothing else in the world mattered besides him. We were
in our own little world with no one else. Jace pulled his lips away and bent
down towards my ear. Just loud enough so that my father could hear him, he spoke
seductively.
"I want you, Jinx. I want to ravish you, to make a mess of you. I want to
make you mine again." Again. The word struck my father like a missile on
steroids.
"A-again?! You've had sex with this brute?! In my house?!" Ignoring him,
Jace went on.
"Do I make you hard? Do you want me to ravish you once again?" His voice
was seductive, and moaned again, rocking my hips into his for the second time. I
lifted my head and licked his lips, begging him to kiss me again. My father
looked ready enough to grab his shot gun and start firing at Jace, but he was to
disgusted to move. I shoved my hips against him roughly, trying to explain,
without words, that I couldn't wait much longer. The tightness in my jeans was
becoming stronger by the minute, and I was dying to relieve
it.
"Jace..." I moaned as seductively as I could. It seemed to work, for our
lips were once again pressed together and our tongues were intertwined. I moaned
a few more times and rubbed my hips against his once
more.
"Jace, I can't stand this for much longer." I groaned as he pulled away
again. His tongue swirled in tiny circles on my jaw line and I moaned
again.
"Jace..." I said again. He nibbled on my neck, a bright red mark
blossoming in his wake.
"Stop teasing and fuck me already..." I said, attempting to be seductive.
It must have worked, because his nimble fingers began to unbutton my
shirt.
"Stop it! Stop it right now before I drag you out of this house myself!"
Neither of us paid my father any mind, though, because I couldn't do anything
but moan as Jace ran his tongue over my chest and down my torso. He did it
multiple times, and I felt as if I was going to explode. He stopped abruptly,
and I opened my eyes to stare at him.
"I'll keep going, but only if you can describe what I am to you." I
paused, trying to think about the question past all of my erotic
fantasies.
"My soul, my spirit, my heart. Those are the only words I can think of to
describe you. With you I'm always happy and sad. Happy because I love you, and
sad because I know you'll leave soon. I wish you would tell me you'll be around
forever, so that I know you won't throw me away when you get bored. And if you
do say that, then I hope it won't be an empty promise to stop me from crying.
And if you really stop loving me, I hope you tell me when, because I'd rather
see you happy with someone else than miserable with me. I let the things I love
go, and I'd allow you to leave too. All I'm doing is praying you don't leave,
because if you do I will most likely kill myself. I'm not sure if I can live
without you, but I want you to be happy. So, for your sake and mine, tell me
when our love becomes a burden to you. Please." A few tears were running down my
cheeks as he looked at me, eyes wide, gaze shocked. Then he kissed me again, and
I didn't know that a kiss could make everything melt away into oblivion. I
didn't need words for him to explain that he loved me more than anything, for it
was all in that kiss. When he backed away, he was looking at me with eyes so
full of love it could smother me, but I warmly and happily excepted
it.
" That was all I needed to hear." He hitched his slender fingers around
my belt loops and pulled them down, revealing my jet black boxers and pale,
white legs. I moaned loudly, my voice echoing through the huge room as the
pressure was released from my tight jeans. I rubbed myself against him fervently
and he stripped me of my boxers. He bent down and licked me, sending jolts of
adrenaline up and down my spine. Jace then grabbed the tip of my length in his
mouth and move up and down along my shaft, his hands working what his mouth
couldn't. I arched my back in pure bliss, my face wearing an expression of utter
and complete pleasure.
"Mmmmmm....Jace, suck me harder. Ravish me, make me yours." I knew I must
have sounded crazy making those requests, but I didn't care. He went faster,
throating me now. "Uhhhhhh.....Mmmmm.....Jace.." He stopped, ripping off his own
pants and boxers and throwing them to the floor. He then pulled my boxers the
rest of the way off and threw them to the ground next to my crumpled pants. Jace
placed my legs on his shoulders, lifting my backside into the air. I screamed in
pleasant pain as he rammed into me, overwhelming my senses with
himself.
"Jace!" I called, trying to grab on to something, anything. I finally
just put my hands to my sides and grasped the sheet as Jace plowed into me, his
length shoving into me, deeper than he ever had before. I let out little gasps
and screams, pure bliss echoing my every sound. Neither of us hand noticed that
my father was still in the doorway, staring at us in repulsed
horror.
"Stop.....Please stop...Jace..." I could barely breath, and I forced Jace
to take off both our shirts and ly down next to me. I placed my head carefully
on his smooth chest, exhausted from the crazy things we had
done.
"I love you so much." I whispered to
Jace.
"It's not
healthy, how much I love you." Jace ran his large hand through my hair as I
drifted off into sleep, his other arm caressing me, and my father totally
forgotten.
Warning: Foul language and yaoi.
CONTAINS YAOI (Hard-core Boy-Love). IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT.
Jace pulled away from my
lips, a string of drool dripping from his mouth and onto mine. He had backed
away because the bedroom door swung open with a bang. My father stood in the
lonesome doorway, anger and horror spreading across his face. I was still
stunned and breathless from the kiss, so I couldn't manage to say
anything. Jace, who was
technically banned from my house by my father, glared at him
defiantly.
"Get the hell out of my house, you gay bastard." (My father is
homophobic, which causes problems for both him and me.) Jace held his
gaze.
"No. I love your son and there is nothing in this world that can keep us
apart, so you better get used to it, you homophobic asshole." My father was
stunned by Jaces' instant retaliation, and winced as if the bit him like
venomous snake.
"I WILL call the police and have you escorted out of my house." he said
angrily.
"Yeah? And I WILL keep coming back. Just turn around, walk away, and
pretend you never saw anything so I could pick up where I left off." In an
instant, his lips were back on mine and we were kissing passionately, causing my
father to turn a sickly green color. I accidentally let out a small moan of
pleasure, and unconsciously rocked my hips against his. My face was a deep,
burning red and my mouth was being controlled by Jaces'
tongue. My father was still watching us, but I didn't care at the moment.
When Jace was kissed me, nothing else in the world mattered besides him. We were
in our own little world with no one else. Jace pulled his lips away and bent
down towards my ear. Just loud enough so that my father could hear him, he spoke
seductively.
"I want you, Jinx. I want to ravish you, to make a mess of you. I want to
make you mine again." Again. The word struck my father like a missile on
steroids.
"A-again?! You've had sex with this brute?! In my house?!" Ignoring him,
Jace went on.
"Do I make you hard? Do you want me to ravish you once again?" His voice
was seductive, and moaned again, rocking my hips into his for the second time. I
lifted my head and licked his lips, begging him to kiss me again. My father
looked ready enough to grab his shot gun and start firing at Jace, but he was to
disgusted to move. I shoved my hips against him roughly, trying to explain,
without words, that I couldn't wait much longer. The tightness in my jeans was
becoming stronger by the minute, and I was dying to relieve
it.
"Jace..." I moaned as seductively as I could. It seemed to work, for our
lips were once again pressed together and our tongues were intertwined. I moaned
a few more times and rubbed my hips against his once
more.
"Jace, I can't stand this for much longer." I groaned as he pulled away
again. His tongue swirled in tiny circles on my jaw line and I moaned
again.
"Jace..." I said again. He nibbled on my neck, a bright red mark
blossoming in his wake.
"Stop teasing and fuck me already..." I said, attempting to be seductive.
It must have worked, because his nimble fingers began to unbutton my
shirt.
"Stop it! Stop it right now before I drag you out of this house myself!"
Neither of us paid my father any mind, though, because I couldn't do anything
but moan as Jace ran his tongue over my chest and down my torso. He did it
multiple times, and I felt as if I was going to explode. He stopped abruptly,
and I opened my eyes to stare at him.
"I'll keep going, but only if you can describe what I am to you." I
paused, trying to think about the question past all of my erotic
fantasies.
"My soul, my spirit, my heart. Those are the only words I can think of to
describe you. With you I'm always happy and sad. Happy because I love you, and
sad because I know you'll leave soon. I wish you would tell me you'll be around
forever, so that I know you won't throw me away when you get bored. And if you
do say that, then I hope it won't be an empty promise to stop me from crying.
And if you really stop loving me, I hope you tell me when, because I'd rather
see you happy with someone else than miserable with me. I let the things I love
go, and I'd allow you to leave too. All I'm doing is praying you don't leave,
because if you do I will most likely kill myself. I'm not sure if I can live
without you, but I want you to be happy. So, for your sake and mine, tell me
when our love becomes a burden to you. Please." A few tears were running down my
cheeks as he looked at me, eyes wide, gaze shocked. Then he kissed me again, and
I didn't know that a kiss could make everything melt away into oblivion. I
didn't need words for him to explain that he loved me more than anything, for it
was all in that kiss. When he backed away, he was looking at me with eyes so
full of love it could smother me, but I warmly and happily excepted
it.
" That was all I needed to hear." He hitched his slender fingers around
my belt loops and pulled them down, revealing my jet black boxers and pale,
white legs. I moaned loudly, my voice echoing through the huge room as the
pressure was released from my tight jeans. I rubbed myself against him fervently
and he stripped me of my boxers. He bent down and licked me, sending jolts of
adrenaline up and down my spine. Jace then grabbed the tip of my length in his
mouth and move up and down along my shaft, his hands working what his mouth
couldn't. I arched my back in pure bliss, my face wearing an expression of utter
and complete pleasure.
"Mmmmmm....Jace, suck me harder. Ravish me, make me yours." I knew I must
have sounded crazy making those requests, but I didn't care. He went faster,
throating me now. "Uhhhhhh.....Mmmmm.....Jace.." He stopped, ripping off his own
pants and boxers and throwing them to the floor. He then pulled my boxers the
rest of the way off and threw them to the ground next to my crumpled pants. Jace
placed my legs on his shoulders, lifting my backside into the air. I screamed in
pleasant pain as he rammed into me, overwhelming my senses with
himself.
"Jace!" I called, trying to grab on to something, anything. I finally
just put my hands to my sides and grasped the sheet as Jace plowed into me, his
length shoving into me, deeper than he ever had before. I let out little gasps
and screams, pure bliss echoing my every sound. Neither of us hand noticed that
my father was still in the doorway, staring at us in repulsed
horror.
"Stop.....Please stop...Jace..." I could barely breath, and I forced Jace
to take off both our shirts and ly down next to me. I placed my head carefully
on his smooth chest, exhausted from the crazy things we had
done.
"I love you so much." I whispered to
Jace.
"It's not
healthy, how much I love you." Jace ran his large hand through my hair as I
drifted off into sleep, his other arm caressing me, and my father totally
forgotten.