Pairing: ?/? Rating: Rish I dunno lol Chapters: 11/11 Disclaimer: I do not know anyone mentioned in this. It's come from my own twisted mine blah blah Not old enough? You know where the door is :D Warnings: Ok ppl, I know I haven't given away anything with the pairing, but I'm begging you to give it a chance. All will be revealed eventually, and not everything is as you think it is :) AN: Thank you to Angelique for doing the beta thingy and for basically helping me get everything right in my head.. it's a hard job lol
* The following morning *
They were all sitting at breakfast when Howie let out another yawn. “Jeez D. Swallow us why dontcha” said AJ.
Nick sniggered behind his orange juice.
“Sorry. I didn’t get much sleep last night” he replied, winking at Brian before yawning again. Nick, who saw the wink, shot a questioning glance at Brian, who shrugged in reply. Nick frowned, so Brian raised an eyebrow. Nick shook his head and downed the rest of his orange.
“I really wish you guys wouldn’t do that” Kev said, sighing.
“Do what?” Nick asked, looking innocently at him.
“Communicate with each other without talking.”
“Why should it bother you?”
“Because it does” he snapped in reply.
“Just let them be Kev” Howie said calmly. “They’re not hurting anyone.”
“Well it pisses me off. It’s always secret glances here, or coded grins there.”
“It’s only because we’re close Kev” Brian said, finally finding his voice.
Kevin stood up, wanting to end the discussion. “Well I wish you weren’t!” He said, turning around to walk away.
“Why?!” Nick shouted after him. “Jealous?!”
Kevin’s face paled, although no one could see it, and he stopped dead in the middle of the room.
“Shit” AJ muttered.
“Nick” Brian hissed, glaring at him. Nick just rolled his eyes. Kevin, who was still standing there, shook his head and walked off. Brian glared at Nick again.
“What?” He said, not intending on apologizing.
Brian rolled his eyes and walked off to find his cousin.
When he caught up with Kevin, he found him slumped against the wall by the lift. “You ok Kev?”
“No.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“No.”
“Well, you either tell me what’s going on in your head, or what the hell your problem is with me and Nick. Your choice.” Kevin sighed. Thankful when the doors to the lift opened.
Brian stared at Kevin as the lift went up, waiting patiently for his cousin to talk to him. “You’re not going to give up are you?” Kevin said, turning to face his younger relative.
“No.”
“I’m just tired. I’ve got a lot on my mind. I know that is no excuse for the way I just acted. I’m sorry.”
“You need to take care of yourself Kev. We’ve all noticed how thin you’re getting.”
“I’m fine, honestly.”
“Whatever you say Kev.”
Brian gave in, knowing he was getting nowhere. “I do say. Now, if you don’t mind, I have something to take care of before sound check.”
“Jeez, you need to pull that stick out of your behind.”
“Well I’m not the only one with something up his ass, am I?” He snapped, shutting his hotel door in his blushing cousin’s face.
Things were tense between the group during the gig that night. Brian and Kevin avoided each other, and Kevin avoided everyone. The crowd didn’t seem to notice, but when they came off the stage at the end of the night, management went ballistic. There was shouting and screaming, on both sides, until an ultimatum was dropped.
“Sort this shit out, or I’m pulling you off the tour.”
Silence. No one knew what to say. “Fine” Kevin eventually said. “We’ll sort it.”
Their management smiled. “Glad you agree.”
A meeting was arranged for the following morning for the 5 guys to talk. None of them went out that night, the mood was too dark. AJ protested his innocence to which Howie disagreed and said everyone was to blame. Nick was complaining about Brian keeping secrets from him and Kevin told them all to grow up. They eventually agreed to sleep on it until the morning.
* The last room in the hall *
He flung the door open, then slammed it shut, muttering to himself. He stripped off his clothes and then threw them down on the floor before dropping face down on the bed. “Mmm, nice view” the voice said before running his cold hands on the bare ass cheeks laid out before him.
“I’m not in the mood” the naked man mumbled into the pillow.
He yelped when he felt a slap across his sensitive skin. “So why are you turned on then?”
He grumbled: “I’m not” and then wiggled his ass to try and soothe the sting.
“I can smell your arousal angel” he replied, pulling the blonde’s hips up.
“I’m not an angel, and I’m not aroused.”
“Your dick tells me otherwise.”
“I’m...shit!”
He groaned in pain as he felt his body breached forcefully. He hoisted himself up fully and gripped onto the headboard of the bed, groaning when his prostate was punched. Thinking about nothing but the pleasure, he let his head fall between his outstretched arms and let the feelings bolt through his body. He gasped when he felt a cold hand tug his now swollen dick and came hard, his mouth dropping open in a silent scream.
As the fog cleared from his head, he could still feel his lover pumping in and out of him hard and fast. Even though he’d cum only moments ago, he could feel himself begin to get hard again, and quickly. He didn’t know what it was about his ghostly lover, but when he was with him, being fucked so thoroughly, it was almost as though time stood still. All that existed at that time, was himself, and the lover that made him feel like no other had.
Sometimes it was hard and fast, like tonight, where he felt like he was being screwed into next week, and other times it was slow and thorough, where he was taken to the edge time and time again until he came so hard he passed out. He loved it, and had become to crave it like an addiction. It was then that he’d been introduced to something new. He wasn’t quite sure what it was exactly, he just knew he felt a sharp pain and then his blood rushed around his body giving him a euphoric feeling. “Hey” a voice whispered in his ear, waking him from his thoughts. He opened his eyes and realized he’d cum again. He rolled over onto his back and let sleep claim his tired body.