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johnrcrichton00 (johnrcrichton00) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-11 13:05:00

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complete, day 7, john crichton, maxxie oliver, pheromones

Day 7- DAY OF THE PHEROMONES!
Who: John and Maxxie
What: Day of the Pheromones, Mountain Biking
When: Day 7, Morning
Where: Starting along the mountain biking trails and then…
Rating: TBD
Status: CLOSED-COMPLETE

John awoke feeling a bit homesick for once…not for his most recent home, friends and family on the starship, Moya, but for Earth…for a simpler time; he thought of his time as a boy doing things with his dad and his buddy, D.K. Knox. What great times they had playing ball, fishing, camping, riding their dirt bikes…he stopped and thought, They have mountain biking here…yeah…think I’ll check that out today!.

While in the shower, John made his plans for the day, he decided that, before he went mountain biking, he’d stop by the café and pick up a few snacks and wrap them up to stuff in his backpack for later on…but, his main decision was that it wouldn’t be as much fun to go alone as it would to bike with someone else. For some reason, Maxxie Oliver came into his mind. He laughed at how silly the boy looked when he first saw him, all sprawled along the ground…no shirt and a pink boa! Crazy kid was high on something and thought John was Brigitte’s dad…thought his arrival on the planet was all some elaborate joke being played on him. John lathered up his shampoo and shook his head remembering the poor boy when the truth finally hit him. Such a pitiful sight…John actually thought Maxxie was going to have a full out nervous breakdown.

Stepping out of the shower to towel off, John was never more sure of a decision. He figured that he could check up on Maxxie and make sure he was okay and be like a father figure to him…he was technically old enough to be his dad, him being 35 and Maxxie being 19…he grinned at himself in the mirror and said, “Well, let’s say big brother”. He dressed in forest-green cargo shorts, standard white wifebeater, ankle socks and biking shoes. Grabbing his backpack, he filled two waterbottles and tossed them in and also a first aid kit. With a smile, he hurried out to get started.

Stopping in the café, John selected four different prewrapped sandwiches, a couple bags of chips, four energy bars and several napkins. On the way out the door he saw a small rack that hadn’t been there before…it had Pez dispensers hanging on it. He laughed looking at the candy dispensers with the giant heads that spit candy out of their throats. He hadn’t been on Earth in so long, he didn’t recognize some of the characters, but a few he did… “Bullwinkle!”, he chuckled, “Gotta get this for Maxxie”, he tossed it in his pack.

Entering housing unit D, John took the steps to the second level, two at a time, and whistled as he strolled down the hallway to room #D225. Knocking enthusiastically, he called out, “Mrs. Oliver, can Maxxie come out and play?!”.

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johnrcrichton00
2008-07-22 05:53 pm UTC (link)

Maxxie moved within John’s vision in slow motion, it seemed. The sun somehow seemed as if it were in the sky solely for the purpose of spotlighting this boy’s golden perfection, ‘Look at him’, John mused wistfully, as Maxxie stood to retrieve his bike and smiled over at John, a sunbeam dancing through his flaxen hair, ‘He doesn’t even realize how beautiful he is…’, the yearning in the man’s chest was so great it almost hurt, ‘…how desirable’.

John hadn’t heard the boy mention a soak the first time, but the second time he did hear him and he cheered him on… “YES! WE NEED A SOAK!!!”, he roared, following Maxxie as he sped off toward the hot springs. All guilt at his newfound feelings dissipated as he inhaled more of the pheromone rich air and watched the well muscled biker in front of him.

When they arrived at the hot springs, John was glad to see they were all alone...he was also quite pleased to see Maxxie remove his wifebeater. His eyes boldly took in the boy's well built torso, made that way, no doubt, from hours of dance practice. His smile grew and his dimples deepened as Maxxie walked his way...then the boy looked into his eyes and touched his chest...

John bit his lower lip and moaned, "Maxxie, what are you doing to me?". The tall man slid a strong arm around the boy's slender waist and pulled him closer...he was looking into that angelic face, cupping it with his free hand, "I've never felt like this about...", he let his eyes drop for a moment, then looked back up as if he felt braver... "I've never even looked at another guy like I'm looking at you, Maxxie", he braushed his hand back through the boy's silky blond locks, "Stop me if you don't feel the same, Angel, but I'm going all kinds of crazy just lookin' at you!". He brushed his thumb lightly over the boy's full lower lip, "I've never kissed a guy either, but right now, I feel like...if I don'tkiss you soon, baby, I'll explode!". John Crichton was alot of things, but one thing he wasn't was a man who would force himself on another...so he held Maxxie and waited for the boy to give him a nod...a smile a simple 'yes'. Then it would be ON.

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