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Who: Scott and JJ
When: Sunday Night/Monday Morning
Where: down town and a hotel
What: Scott pulls JJ away from the party so they can have a celebration of their own.
Rating: R
Status: Complete

As the night went on, the party died down a little. Scott's eyes searched the crowd and he smiled widely when he saw JJ on the dance floor. Approaching him, he took the other boy's hand and pulled him against him, wrapping his strong arms around him and rocking back and forth to the music.

"Ready for presents, birthday boy?" he murmured in the other boy's ear.

As a slower song came on, JJ wrapped his arms around Scott and smiledup to the taller boy, though as he processed the words, his eyes widened a bit. "P-presents?" he asked. He'd totally forgotten. Everything had been so... awesome. All of this for him. He'd never experienced anything like it before. As always, he'd gotten a card and a little something from Brad, but that was as much as they'd ever done. JJ had just assumed the party was his present.

"Uh... y-yeah, okay," he agreed, his face still red with bashfulness.

Scott smiled down at JJ and kissed the tip of his nose. "You're adorable." Then he pulled away, still holding JJ's hand, and tugged him towards the exit.

The fresh air was refreshing and Scott sighed happily as they walked. He threw an arm around JJ's shoulder and lead him towards his intended location, not telling him where it was.

They stopped in front of the hotel in town and Scott lead JJ inside, pulling a key out of his pocket and opening a door on the second floor.

The floor and bed of the room were covered in white rose petals and there was a bottle of champagne chilling on the table. Scott new it was cheesy, but JJ brought out that side in him. On the floor there were a few differently shaped presents.

JJ's eyes were wide even when he was being led into the Hotel. He thought maybe Scott had rented out a room? But this... Oh this was better than anything he could have hoped for. His words got caught in his throat as he looked at the room, clinging to Scott's hand and squeezing. It was a good while before he could bring himself to speak.

"...Wow," he mouthed, looking up to those dazzling blue eyes and drowning in them. "This... this is amazing," he whispered, his eyes traversing the man before him. "...You're amazing."

Scott bit his lip. "I tried not to spend too much money. I even made one of the presents by hand. I'm just... well, I'm not very creative," he said, blushing. This wasn't about the money. He wanted JJ to know that what he felt for him surpassed money.

"...By hand?" JJ asked, his heartstrings tugging. He wondered what it could possibly be. He found himself quickly wrapping Scott in his arms, not wanting to let go until... well until he was forced to. "...I love you," he whispered, kissing the other boy on the clothed shoulder just because he could.

Scott sighed happily and leaned against JJ, wrapping both arms around his neck. "I love you too, baby," he said, pressing a kiss to his neck. Then he pulled back so that he could look into JJ's face. "Thirsty?" he asked, gesturing to the bottle of champagne.

Smiling widely, JJ nodded. "Yeah... thanks," his voice was soft, still overwhelmed by the whole night.

Scott gave JJ one more kiss on the lips before he went over to the bottle, opened it with a pop, and then poured two glasses. He loosened the collar of his shirt, unbuttoning the first two buttons and kicking off his shoes. Then he returned to JJ, handing him one of the glasses.

"So, which one do you want to open first? The dirty one, the romantic one, or the sweet one?"

Shrugging with a still-bashful smile, JJ took his glass happily and looked between the packages. "I... don't know. It's up to you."

Scott closed his eyes and then pointed to one of the packages randomly. It was a package shaped like a large book. Grinning, he picked it up and handed it to JJ, sitting beside him on the bed.

"I know it's not very well done, and it didn't turn out exactly as I expected it to..." Scott explained as JJ unwrapped the gift to reveal a handmade scrap book. A picture of Scott and JJ kissing was on the cover, and underneath it read "The Story of Scott and JJ". Inside was every picture Scott could find of them together, ticket stubs from their first movie, their plane tickets to Minnesota, and a journal entry of Scott's from the first day they met. It was ridiculously cheesy and most of the handwriting looked like it was done by a five year old.

JJ felt like his heart was about to melt as he turned through the pages, the smile on his face irreplaceable. He turned, his bright and happy face shining up at Scott. "Thank you, Scotty... It's amazing," he praised, throwing his arms around his boyfriend and nuzzling his head into the nape of Scott's neck. "God... I love you so much," he whispered, sure he'd never be able to express quite how much in words alone.

After he clung to the other boy for a good while, he finally pulled back, holding the book carefully, as though it might just fall apart if he weren't careful.

Scott flushed happily at JJ's response, holding him close and sighing with relief. He wasn't anywhere near as artistic as JJ was, but he hoped JJ would see the point he was trying to get across.

"There are blank pages in the back..." he said, showing JJ. "So we can add more." Scott gave JJ a smile.

Grinning, JJ nodded. "Yeah. This'll have to be Volume One," he said with a chuckle.

Scott nodded and grinned, leaning down to kiss JJ softly on the lips. "I think we're going to have to get a few more books," he said, running a hand through JJ's hair. He took a sip of his champagne and then set it down, eagerly picking up the next present. This one was oddly shaped.

He handed it to JJ, a wide grin on his face, and watched as the other boy unwrapped it.

JJ's eyes widened in a completely different way this time as he realized he was holding a very large, very pink dildo. His lips slowly curled up into a wry smile. "You bought me a giant pink dildo," he stated obviously, his amusement and sheer fascination with the fact making him all the happier.

Scott bit his lip and grinned. "I thought maybe we could... break it in," he said, trying to sound innocent. That was one thing he loved about their relationship; they loved each other and loved snuggling and being sweet, but they also kept up an amazing sex life. They always kept things interesting.

"I think we will," he agreed with a wink, jokingly dangling the huge rubber cock against Scott's face.

His eyes still locked on JJ's, Scott look a long, slow lick of the dildo, swirling his tongue around the head an then finally sucking the tip into his mouth, moaning and giving JJ a lust-filled look.

Well he hadn't meant it like that. His eyes locked with Scott's, his mouth feeling dry as he downed the rest of his glass of champagne. "...You like that?" he asked, wondering how far Scott had planned ahead for their likely heightened sex drive. After their camping trip, condoms weren't a necessity anymore. Still, they usually liked things spicy, whether that included a full-out sports uniform, whipped cream, a candle, or simply... a big pink dildo.

"Cause... we could always open the last present later," he offered, his hand sliding across Scott's gorgeous body.


~


Completely exhausted, JJ lay there as well, his arms slowly rising to wrap themselves around Scott's toned body, loving the weight on him. "Scotty..." he whispered, kissing whatever part of the love of his life happened to be in front of him. His lust-fueled desires had, at least for now, been totally exhausted. "Fuck... so fuckin good..."

"Mmmm... c'mere," Scott murmured, kissing each inch of skin he could find until he finally made his way to those gorgeous, soft lips and kissed them over and over again. He wrapped his arms around JJ and held him close, nuzzling against him and cuddling with him. "IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou..." he repeated over and over again, nuzzling against JJ's peck and armpit, not caring that he still had a dildo in his ass and cum all over his face and hair.

Smiling wildly, JJ squeezed tightly onto Scott. He knew they were too young to talk about forever. But he didn't care. Scott was perfect in every way. He would love to spend the rest of his life with this man. "...I love you too. Always have, always will," he replied, kissing him tenderly on those sweet, thin lips.

Scott snuggled up against JJ and sighed happily, adjusting and pulling the dildo out of his ass so that he could be more comfortable. After a few moments of snuggling, he glanced at the clock on the bedside table and then got up excitedly. "It's almost midnight! You have to open your other present," he said, rummaging around in his back for the last gift. He pulled out a small box and tossed it to JJ, running a hand through his sticky hair and then joining him on the bed again. This was the gift he was most nervous about.

JJ looked at the small box with a raised eyebrow, examining it and debating what could be inside. With a smile, he tore away the wrapping paper, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth.

Scott watched JJ's face carefully. "Go ahead. Open it." Inside there were two plain, silver rings. Scott flushed and bit his lip, his eyes moving from the rings to JJ's face. "They're like... promise rings."

Blinking, JJ swallowed the newly-dry air in his mouth. He was frozen in place, just staring at the two simple circles of metal. How they could suddenly mean so much was absurd. And had he not just been thinking about this very thing, he would probably have taken a bit longer. Not that he didn't stumble over his words. After a long beat, JJ looked up to Scott, eyes wide, loving, uncertain, and a little scared. "Pr--promise rings?" he asked, pretty sure he was being asked what he thought he was being asked.

Scott swallowed and licked his lips, nodding his head. "So everyone knows who we belong to. So... so next year, if we're not in the same place, we-" The words caught in his throat. "I can't live without you," he said after a few moments, his voice practically a whisper. He knew it sounded dramatic, but he honestly believed it was true.

JJ's breath was heavy as he looked back and forth from the silver bands to the beautiful man who'd just offered himself to JJ. "I can't live without you either," JJ replied, touching Scott's face gently. He was totally at a loss, his mind a void except for his love for this man.

"We don't have to wear them, if you don't want to. I know they're only rings, that this... this is so much more. I just- I thought it might be nice." Scott swallowed, still unsure of what JJ's reaction meant. He leaned in and pressed their foreheads together, smiling down at JJ nervously.

"I do. I do want to wear them," JJ whispered, looking up to those big blue eyes. "Scotty... I wanna be with you forever. I want you to be with me for the rest of our lives. I know we're young, and I know it's probably stupid of me to say, but I'm so in love with you I'd do anything if it meant having you by my side." Reaching into the box, JJ pulled out the first of the two rings and looked at it hopefully. "Here," he whispered, taking Scott's hand and sliding it onto Scott's ring finger.

"I feel the same way," said Scott, biting his lip and smiling widely. When JJ slipped the ring onto his finger, his breath caught in his throat and he swallowed. He took the second ring and slipped it onto JJ's finger, holding JJ's hand in his own and then leaning down to kiss the back of it. Then he leaned in and kissed JJ's lips, closing his eyes and sighing happily. When the kiss broke, he noticed that it was past midnight.

"Happy Birthday, baby," he said, kissing JJ again.

"Thank you," JJ mouthed, his heart beating heavily as he pressed himself against Scott, holding the blue-eyed boy with a kiss. "...Scotty..." he said softly, brushing those beautiful bangs out of his eyes. "I've been thinking. About after Goldfinch. I still don't know what I'm gonna do. All the schools are waitlisting anyone from a Pride Academy, and from what I hear, the special Pride Colleges are practically boot camps. I--- I don't want to get in the way of your future." His voice was barely above a whisper as he held Scott's hand, feeling the cool metal that would serve as a reminder for years from now.

Scott shook his head. "Don't worry about that. You're the most important thing to me." He stroked JJ's hair gently. "I was thinking... What do you think about New York?" He bit his lip. "I'm sure Mr. Cooper has plenty of connections in the art scene there, and I could go into real estate..."

JJ simply nodded, a smile on his face. "Y-yeah... that sounds great," he said, holding Scott's hand. "So... Mr. Cooper and Mr. Dixon... are getting married."

Scott's eyes widened. "They are? When did you find this out?" he asked, still holding JJ close. The cum on his body was beginning to dry, but he didn't care at all. He lay back and stretched out on the bed with his arms folded behind his head, not caring that he was completely exposed.

"...About a week ago," JJ said with a chuckle, knowing he should probably have told Scott sooner. As Scott stretched out, JJ mewed, taking one of the boy's arms and bringing it to wrap around him. "...We're invited to the wedding."

"Wow..." said Scott, holding JJ against him and snuggling against him. "That should be fun." He pressed a kiss to JJ's head. "You're not completely crushed, are you?"

Laughing, JJ smiled up to Scott. "Nah... No, I'm actually happy for the both of them. Besides. Some day..." he let the thought out just before he decided to cut it short, looking down at Scott's chest and then back up to him, his lips curled into a smile.

"Some day we'll have our own," Scott said, finishing JJ's sentence and smiling. He leaned down and kissed his lips gently. He reached over and grabbed the dildo, holding it up. "We still have some unfinished business with this, I think," he said with a grin.

Looking up to Scott with full brown eyes, JJ wasn't sure why he was so surprised. "...R-really?" he asked, this whole night taking everything he'd hoped for and making it real. "And we'll get to that business soon enough."

"Mmmm... Yeah. I can't wait to see you in a white dress," Scott teased, though he meant what he had said. He intended to marry JJ some day. He lay the dildo down between them and stroked JJ's hair back gently.

"...Why do you love me?" JJ asked, giving Scott's hand a squeeze as he looked into those eyes for reassurance.

Scott blinked. "... I don't think we have time for me to say all the reasons," he said after a moment, grinning. "You're sweet, you're caring, you're kind, you care about things other than yourself, you're talented, you're smart, you're funny, you're brave, you're real...." He ran a hand through JJ's hair gently. "And you're beautiful, of course."

Smiling widely, JJ held onto Scott like a lifeline, his head nestled on his chest. "You're the most amazing person..." his lips slowly pressed against the soft skin of Scott's pec, his eyes scanning the other boy's. "And I'm the luckiest guy in the world."

"Mmmm... No way. I am," Scott teased. He rolled them over so that he was on top of JJ, pressing light kisses all over his face and neck. "I say..." he murmured between kisses, "we skip classes tomorrow... today... whatever it is... and have breakfast and lots of sex in bed..."

All smiles, JJ nuzzled Scott gently. "That sounds perfect," he whispered, taking in the boy before him with every sense he had. "...Thank you, Scotty. I've never... I've never had a birthday like this before. Hell, I've never had anything like this... not before I met you," he whispered. He didn't often open up about back in Mobile. A story here or there. Usually really scarce on the details though.

"Well we're going to have to make up for that now, hm?" Scott said with a smile, kissing JJ's cheek. He entwined the fingers of both of their hands, looking down at the two matching rings and biting his lip happily. "We've got all the time we want."

"Yeah... yeah, we do."


- (the next morning)


"Scotty..." he whispered, his lips curled into a smile as his eyes shut. "...If this ring means to you half of what it means to me... it would mean all my dreams had come true. And I only say that because I don't think it's possible for you to be as excited as I am now," he half-joked, opening his eyes and staring into Scott's. "Aside from Brad... aside from Brad, nobody's ever told me they'd always be there for me. And I've never had the heart to believe anybody even if they had. To trust in somebody else. But you... God, Scotty, I've never ever had anyone look at me the way you do. And I never want anyone to except for you."

"I'm always going to be there for you," Scott promised in a whisper, smiling that JJ and holding him closer. "I love you. I never want to be with anyone else." He pulled the covers up over them and snuggled close, pressing a kiss to JJ's shoulder. "I'd do anything for you." He traced his fingertips over JJ's skin gently, drawing patterns and tracing 'I love you'.


Laying on his side, JJ's hand sprawled gently across Scott's smooth chest. "...God, I love you too. So much." With a soft smile, JJ pressed a kiss against the other boy's lips. "...We should have breakfast sometime soon. 'Course, 'till then, there's lots of kissing to be done."

"Mmmm... definitely," Scott murmured, his lips still pressed to JJ's. He opened his mouth and pulled JJ closer, kissing him thoroughly.