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John Connor (johnbaum) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2013-03-02 13:41:00

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*complete, 2013 03, character: alexis castle, character: brian kinney, character: claudia donovan, character: derek reese, character: john connor, character: mike weston, character: nell jones, character: sean hanna, character: thomas hammond, character: tommy merlyn, character: travis marks, character: troy bolton

RP: Birthday Party at the Club
Who: John Connor, Brian Kinney, Derek Reese, Sean Hanna, Troy Bolton, Nell Jones, Alexis Castle, Tim Riggins, Claudia Donovan, Travis Marks, TJ Hammond
Where: Eleven, West Hollywood
When: Saturday, March 2, 2013 - night
Summary: John and his friends celebrate his twentieth.

John had been a bit surprised when Vance told him he could plan a birthday party just for himself and those with whom he wanted to celebrate. He didn't really think of doing things for himself and was usually not expecting others to do anything either.

But, he'd been in this dimension for two years now. This was the third birthday he'd celebrate here. And it might be the last if things went as planned. So, for once, he was taking advantage of it.

The club was definitely not what he would have chosen just for himself. But, then, he wasn't much of a clubber. So, he picked one for his friends. Eleven was a dance club with all the house, techno, trance, hip hop they could desire to grind to on a dance floor. It was also in West Hollywood, which made it a gay club practically by default. And it was definitely not PG-13.

Derek was really the only one of those he'd invited -- which had consisted of only those he would consider friends or at least people he'd spoken to or spent time with that wasn't work related -- who would probably spend most of the night on edge. But, hopefully his uncle could have a little fun at some point during the night. John had felt a small pang at not including everyone. But, for once, he was doing something for himself.

And his friends could enjoy the music, dancing, and drinking. So, it was for them, too.

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Re: John/Brian

johnbaum
2013-03-04 03:41 am UTC (link)

"I will," John promised, pulling his hand back reluctantly to let Brian maneuver. Given how much Brian worried -- and always had -- John wasn't afraid of being uncomfortable. Until Brian moved behind him, he'd half forgotten there was anyone else in the room, so much of his focus was on Brian and them. All the awareness he had left for the rest was the usual awareness of his surroundings, that was more unconscious than conscious knowledge people were watching them.

There was a slight flutter of nerves when it sank in that he was really going to be on display like this. But, Brian was right there and his voice had it's usual effect of both calming and stirring up something hot and liquid deep inside, that both settled and excited John. He was a little surprised to find his clothes staying on, but it made it easier to relax even more and proved John's trust in Brian still well placed. He wasn't sure what to do with his hands, but opted for raising his arms above his head to drape them loosely around Brian's shoulders.

Not missing a single moment was difficult when his eyes wanted to close in order to better savor the feeling of being stretched and prepared. Instead John let his eyes rest half-closed, glancing at the room from beneath his lashes when he thought to do so.

He wasn't expecting the private admission, a whispered secret just for them. Back arching as Brian entered him, John turned his head to catch Brian's lips in fervent kiss. "Love you," he murmured, pressing back and closer, taking Brian a little further inside him with another moan he didn't try to hide. If Brian was going to show him off, then John was going to show off how good Brian could make him feel.

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Re: John/Brian

b_kinney
2013-03-04 04:12 am UTC (link)

This was as close to heaven as you could get. Sex all around them, the vibrations from the music reverberating in the room, total and absolute surrender to pleasure, uncaring of the moralists outside. To top it all, he was fucking a boy, a man who'd managed to get under his skin and into life, making him care in ways he didn't know possible, making him feel so much that it hurt, and he'd pulled back, forgetting his own simple rules. No excuse, no apologies, no regrets. He was not going to regret giving this up to protect himself.

"Love you, too. More than I've loved anyone in my life." There had been a plan, words meant to keep the fantasy alive, but they seemed secondary. "This... So much better than watching you with someone else. They're watching us, they see a gorgeous man being fucked, displayed, thinking maybe next time, it'll be them, just got to find the right night, but they don't know they'll never get that chance, because you're mine. I'm the only one who's been inside you, like this, not because I've asked you or made you, but because you want to. Jesus, John, I... how do you not know how much I want you?"

Fuck this, fuck the fantasies, fuck these fuckers who wanted a show while getting their dicks sucked. Brian didn't give a shit about any of them. This was about him and John. He kept one arm around John and spun them around. "Hands on the wall, Gorgeous. I don't want to hurt you." He laced the fingers of one hand with John's while he fisted his lover with the other. He began stroking him faster as he fucked him, putting weeks of isolation to an end with each snap of his hips.

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Re: John/Brian

johnbaum
2013-03-04 12:04 pm UTC (link)

John's eyes opened wide as Brian spoke, his breath catching on his own emotions. "Only you, Brian...only you."

But, words beyond those few failed.

He was feeling too much for mere words to hold it. After weeks of uncertainty and self-doubt, it seemed that maybe sex could fix some things. Only...it wasn't the sex, or not just the sex, that seemed to be healing the cracks inside the distance between them had created. It was the words, the emotion he heard in Brian's voice, the way Brian touched him. John could feel the connection between them again.

The change of position was surprising, but welcome. As much as he'd talked of sharing this, it was still all about Brian, wanting to be with him, to be together. The show and the fantasy were just trappings around the core of what was important. Them.

Hands on the wall, he tightened his fingers around Brian's and pushed back, letting Brian fill him. "You won't hurt me," he breathed. "Can't when you make me feel so alive." A whimper caught in the back of his throat as the physical pleasure spiked. He wasn't going to last long. "Close." It was awkward, but he leaned back into Brian's shoulder. "Want it to last. You, here, just like this. But, so close."

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Re: John/Brian

b_kinney
2013-03-04 03:45 pm UTC (link)

He'd been an idiot to deny both of them this. The fears were still there, and sex couldn't erase them, but sex could remind him that he'd never lived for the future, choosing to enjoy the present and fuck the rest. It might not be the way people lived, but it had served him right for too long.

John's words were proof that he'd made the right call. John could talk about wanting to fuck someone else, but that wasn't who he was. "You're burning up around me, so fucking hot inside." Words were becoming more difficult to say, to even think them coherently. Too long. It had been too long since they'd felt so close.

Brian's hand moved faster, twisting and squeezing just like he knew John liked. "Don't, Gorgeous. Let go and let me see you come, and when you rest, we can do it again and again. We have all night."

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Re: John/Brian

johnbaum
2013-03-04 04:15 pm UTC (link)

The rest of the room might as well have not existed for John. In that moment it was all about Brian, the feel of him around John, inside him, Brian's voice and scent filling his senses. He'd missed this so much: the sex, the closeness. If he could have made it last, he would have. But, there was too much built up after so long, too much physical need, too much emotional need.

Pushing back, he clenched around Brian both to feel him there that much more and to try to bring him over the edge as well. John had been holding on to so much, trying not to put so much burden on Brian, or force him into anything while he healed, his reserves of strength were depleted and all he needed was the okay from Brian, Brian telling him to let go, Brian really there and with him.

John gave up the last of his control gladly, coming apart at the seams and coming with a quiet sob that left him shaking in Brian's arms.

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