Thread or AIM Log: AIM Log/Thread Open or Closed: to Zeke and Chad Characters: Zeke Jordan, son of Poseidon and Chad Moore, werewolf Setting: On a boat, late afternoon Content: Adult! Summary: Chad goes scouting for supplies and finds Zeke instead. Zeke is a Demi God and Chad is a werewolf, but some things never change. Warnings: Slash, fluff, lost of SMEX!
It was scary how quickly you could get used to things. Things you never thought you'd have to deal with before can become second nature to you if you're around them enough. Like heightened senses, or the random urge to run, or the smell of death. And who knew there were so many scents of death? Chad certainly hadn't when he was human, even after the world started going all to Hell- literally. And he was never much of a water person. But here he was, pulling his own 25 foot fishing boat alongside a 17 footer like a pro, sniffing the air like a dog. The smaller boat had the scent of death, alright, but the wind was working against him so Chad couldn't be sure. From the driver's seat Chad picked up a sandwich baggy full of rotten meat and threw it onto the other boat's deck, cocking his shotgun and waiting for any movement.
Zeke was out swimming with his new pets, the dolphins, when he thought he saw two boats drifting close together. He didn't want to see them collide and cause any damage to the ocean life so he wanted to get closer to see what was going on. He carefully looked around wondering if there were any people around but his previous military experience kicked in and he refrained from calling out in case someone was hostile. He kept getting closer and closer to the boat and then he saw movement. He continued peering around not getting to much closer.
A minute passed, and then another, and then another. Chad lowered the gun and let out the breath he had been holding. Moving over to the front of his boat, where it met the back of the other, Chad quickly but loosely tied the two together, making sure he would be able to lose either quickly in case there was an emergency. He moved to the back of his boat and tied an even looser knot to the shorter boat, not intending to stay longer than absolutely necessary. Chad had been driving his boat in only a pair of jeans and work boots but put on a long plaid shirt now. With anything that could bite it was always best to have on layers. He left the shirt unbuttoned though, in case he would have to take it off, and slowly boarded the other boat. "Yo! If there's a breather on board don't fuckin' jump out at me, I got a gun!" He called, his voice rough from disuse. However there weren't many hiding places on the smaller boat and it was obvious there were no zombies either. Setting the gun off to the side, Chad began rifling through the piles of junk on the boat, not finding much of use.
Zeke let the dolphin he was with go around to the other side of the boat letting it check out the area for him before he was to even attempt to board the ship. He heard the voice calling out and looked towards where it was coming from.
"You have a gun but I have something better." he muttered to himself as he swam a little bit closer around the back of the ship where he had last saw the shadow of the person aboard.
Chad was shifting through a pile of nets when he pulled one up and a head fell out to land right by his feet, mouth open, tongue lolling out. "Oh that's lovely," he muttered and kicked the head away. He had long since lost his squeamish nature when he saw zombies eating people like they were big mac's with legs. Still the sight of the putrid neck wound was enough to turn his stomach and he angled the head so that he could kick it off the boat. It hit the water with a splash and Chad felt a little better. "Two points!" He gave a shout and a humorless laugh then went back to rummaging through the junk, tossing what he could use back onto his boat.
Zeke watched as something came flying off the boat and cursed silently as he saw it skip on the water next to where he was. Why would someone throw something like that into his waters. He rose his hand and caused a small wave to crash against whatever it was and knock it back onto the boat laughing a bit to himself. Whoever was on the boat wouldn't have expected that to happen. Especially not after claiming it was a two point shot, now it was a rejection.
Something went flying at his head and Chad's werewolf reflexes caused his arm to shoot out and knock it away, back into the water. It would have been an impressive sight had he not screamed and fell flat on his ass from the surprise. "Fuck..." He panted and crab walked away from the side of the boat the thing had gone, eyes wide. Had that been the head?
Once again the head was heading towards the water and he waved his hands harder this time another wave causing the head to go sailing back onto the boat.
"Do I come to your house and toss your garbage all around the place?" he asked not caring if he was heard or not.
The head came back, with a vengeance this time, landing right in his lap. Chad didn't care, he screamed and kicked and was back on his own boat, scrambling away from the other and tugging at the knots. And then there was a voice. Either the little boat was haunted or he was going crazy, or maybe a combination of the two? His hands slipped and slid as he tugged on the ropes, in his panic not making much sense of them. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck..." He panted out his new mantra, his breaths little more than gasps. Then he caught sight of his shot gun still sitting pretty... In the other boat. Cursing again, he looked left and right before catching sight of the man in the water. But not just any man, a strangely familiar looking man. "Oh fuck me... I am going crazy," he moaned and fell back on his butt again.
Zeke saw the man fall back on the boat as he slowly made his way up the side of the other boat the man had been occupying at the moment. He had a fork looking item strapped to his back as he stood there watching him wondering if he knew who this man was. Something about him seemed to familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it. Then it dawned on him.
"You....it can't be."
Chad blinked up at Zeke, a hopeless expression on his face. His ex-lover had just crawled out of the ocean, with a giant fork strapped to his back, looking as sexy as ever, and Chad was convinced this was his version of a Wilson. Quirking his lips into a halfhearted grin, Chad said slowly, "At least I'm not just hearing voices... I think I should go lay down." He spoke somberly but instead of laying down got to his feet, looking Zeke over before turning his back on the man and slumping down in the driver's seat.
Zeke grinned as he watched the man. Yeah, it was definitely Chad alright. And it didn't seem that he had changed any at all. "You're not hearing voices, want to pinch me to make sure I'm real?" he laughed as he heard a dolphin making a noise below. He walked towards the head of the ship and looked down waving his hand as if he were dismissing someone who was being annoying.
Chad blinked over at Zeke, wondering why, if this was his hallucination, was the man dressed in cosplay and not just completely naked? He was lucky to be thinking that much and not just be a complete blank. "No, I don't want to pinch you." Yes he did. "If I pinch you and you're not real then you'll disappear," he said softly then sighed, turning to the wheel of the boat though he made no move to start it up- he was still half tied to the other, after all. And he needed his gun. "A hallucination is better than nothing, right?"
Zeke looked towards the gun and then back at Chad. He rose his hand causing a bit of water to rise up and sweep over taking the gun towards the edge of the boat. He then used his other hand and caused another wave to knock it over onto Chad's side of the boat.
"That make you feel better? Now that you have what you think keeps you alive?"
Chad blinked in surprise and then looked back at Zeke. "That is so not helping my panicking, thank you. Act... normal! Human! Shit I dunno..." He turned back to the wheel and rested his elbows on it, his hands covering his face and then raking through his hair. "You're dead, Randy's dead, everyone's dead," he mumbled into his hands and squeezed his eyes shut.
Zeke laughed a bit and decided not to cross onto the other boat the way he had before. He instead walked around the same way Chad had gotten across and did the same thing to get over onto the other boat. He walked forward towards the man and squatted down in front of him.
"I am human, and I'm not dead. Your survived, why would you not think I could? And you're just as adorable as ever." he said sitting back against the hull of the ship.
Chad moved his hands enough so that he could look down and see Zeke. he certainly looked real enough, but if he were to touch him and the man disappear... Chad might just take a very long swim. He listened to him though, holding onto every word, following him with his eyes when Zeke moved. Putting his hands in his lap, Chad looked back down at them for a moment before sitting straighter and really taking Zeke in. He looked real, he breathed, it was the same body he remembered from before. "Except that you crawled out of the water like fuckin' Aqua Man and did the..." Chad waved his hands around in a terrible impersonation of Zeke. "Swish swish thing!"
Zeke couldn't help but laugh at the mocking of himself.
"See!! You're just like you were when I first met you. Always got a comment and you love mocking me. The only thing that would make this like old times is if." he smiled sheepishly as he made himself blush just a bit.
"And for the record, I make Aqua man look like a wuss."
Chad gave Zeke a very hard, long look, He hadn't expected the man's response, so didn't that mean that he wasn't a product of his own insane imaginings? That sounded good, at least. He got up from the captain's chair, squatted down in front of Zeke, balancing on the balls of his feet, raised a hand, and very slowly poked the man in the forehead. He was met with soft, warm, wet skin. He did it again. Same result. Chad stared at the man for another minute before launching himself at him, his arms going around Zeke's neck and the two fell sideways. "Oh my fuckin' god! You are you! You're real, I mean! Not dead! Not Un-dead! Totally alive!" Chad wrapped his arms tighter around Zeke, pressing his face against the man's chest. He smelt like the ocean. Chad kissed his chest and tasted salt, but he didn't care one bit.
Zeke had laughed again when the man had started poking his forehead but the next thing he knew they were both falling to the floor but the man's arms were locked around him and the face was buried in his chest just like the night in the cop car had been. He let his arm wrap around Chad's waist as well.
"I told you that you weren't dreaming."
"Fuck dreaming, I thought I was going crazy!" Chad said, his lips moving against the other man's chest as he spoke. The floor of the boat was hard and uncomfortable but Chad didn't feel a thing besides Zeke's body pressed against his. He trailed kisses and love bites all along his chest and anywhere else he could reach without having to loosen his grasp. "I thought you were dead, like everyone else... Thank god you're not." Chad pressed his forehead against Zeke's chest before finally moving his face away enough to look up at the other man, his brain finally starting to work right. "Is that your boat? What were you doing in the water, swimming? Where have you been staying? Sorry about going through your stuff but I thought it was abandoned. There are so many abandoned boats out here... Well, some aren't, but the owners aren't interested in swimming and fishing anymore..."
Zeke hadn't expected to be bombarded with all the questions and he patted the man's chest playful.
"If you don't want to go crazy then you may not want to know the answers to all of those questions. As it will probably really make you question things. But that isn't my boat."
Chad looked up at Zeke, worry starting to show on his face. Why wasn't anything simple? "That's not your boat?" He repeated, quirking a brow. "But you were in the water... And there isn't another boat in miles! You expect me to believe you've just been swimming around, in the ocean, for miles?"Chad raised himself up on one elbow and looked down at Zeke in disbelief.
"You would be amazed at what I can do." he grinned putting his hand on the back of the man's head and pulling him in to kiss his forehead.
"That's my home now."
"The ocean?" Chad asked but leaned in willingly for the kiss, craving any and all human contact he could get, especially from his extremely attractive old flame. But he brought his head up again to stare down at the man in disbelief. "You live in the ocean? Like a fish?" He quirked a brow and thought that he might not be crazy but Zeke apparently was. Crazy he could deal with though. "Well cool, good for you, I guess. But I live on a little island that way," Chad gestured with a wave of his hand. "You should leave the ocean and come live with me, like Tarzan and Jane or whatever."
Zeke chuckled, "I don't know how I would look in a little lion cloth. And I like it where I am, although I don't have a problem visiting this little island of yours. And you don't believe me still do you?" he said arching an eyebrow.
Chad nodded his head, a smile finally working it's way on to his face, though the muscles hurt a little from disuse. "You would look good in a loincloth, but better without," he said with a chuckle before listening to the rest of what Zeke had to say and biting back a sigh. "No, honestly Tiger, I don't. But you can prove me wrong later... How long have you been in the water? Have you eaten lately?"
Zeke laughed at Chad's comment that he would look better without the lion cloth.
"Well only you would think I would look good running around butt naked. And no I haven't eaten lately."
"I seriously doubt I would be the only one... Especially with how the world is now! I know a lot of people would think you look really good! Like a hamburger without the bun!" He teased the man beneath him and leaned in for a proper kiss, tasting salt again when their lips met. When the kiss ended Chad felt so much better that his smile came a little more naturally. "I have snack food and stuff down in the cabin, and bottles of water and cans of soda... Nothing fresh though."
Zeke returned the kiss and he had thought he would never get to feel the man's lips again but here they were for the third time during their lives already. He nodded to the idea of the snack foods and such but frowned a bit at the fresh comment.
"If you're talking about what I think you're talking about I don't eat to much fresh food anymore." he said stating the way he ate.
Chad had to chuckle at how Zeke chose to phrase that and laid back down beside him again, his elbow hurting from supporting most of his top weight. "If I'm talking about what you think I'm talking about..? I have no idea what you're talking about!" His chuckle turned into a laugh and the sound made the world feel just a little less hopeless. "I mean salads and burgers and pizza and subs and sushi and-" He stopped when his stomach chose that moment to rumble loudly and he grinned over at Zeke, his hand still resting on the man's chest.
"Well i think your stomach is telling us we had better start getting a move on to get back to that island of yours. But salads are fine by me, sushi is out though and I'd greatly appreciate it if you wouldn't indulge in that while I was around."
Chad chuckled some more but made no move to get up. "That's all out of the question, hun, unless you want a coconut with some palm fronds I guess. And rocks." He quirked a brow at the sushi comment before realization dawned on him and he laughed again. "Why because they're your neighbors?"
"I wouldn't say my neighbors, but they're my creatures." he said looking into Chad's eyes as serious as he could. He took the man's arms and took his weight off of them and just let the other man's body lay on top of his, supporting his weight.
Chad lay happily on top of Zeke, looking down at the other man, knowing he was in a lot of trouble- Zeke believed every word he was saying. He had never dealt with a crazy person before, unless you counted his older brother, who was more violent than disillusioned. Should he just go along with it and hope Zeke snapped out of it soon? "Um, okay... Sushi is off the menu, alright?"
"Good, I'm glad that you will do that for my sake. I don't think I could handle it." he said kissing the man's forehead again.
"So should we go before your stomach decides it wants to use me as a hamburger without those buns?"
Oh god was he in deep. Smiling, Chad enjoyed the affection and at the hamburger comment leaned down and bit Zeke's chest just above his nipple, light enough so it wouldn't actually hurt, just make his point. After he bit the skin Chad leaned forward again and licked it with a long swipe of his tongue before smiling back up at Zeke. "Best burger ever, hot buns and all." With that Chad got to his feet and offered Zeke a hand up, looking over at the little and seeing the water all over it's deck and his own, which made him remember the weird waves... Chad tried to shrug it off but thought maybe Zeke wasn't the only crazy one. He remembered a quote from Alice in Wonderland. "We're all mad here," he murmured as he moved to undo the ropes holding the two boats together. "I'm mad, you're mad." He chuckled again and the ropes slid free. Chad kicked the smaller one some to give his room.
Zeke took the man's hand and got up off the ground and watched as he untied the boat to let them head back towards the island that had been mentioned. He waited until Chad's back was turned and then rose his hands casing a few waves to push the other boat away from them before turning back around like he hadn't did anything at all although the other boat was a good twenty feet away now and there was no wind blowing.
Chad watched in surprise as waves came out of nowhere and pushed the little boat quickly away from his, though they stayed in still, calm waters. He brought a hand up to his forehead but couldn't tell if he was hot from the sun or hot from a fever, although he didn't feel sick. Still some shade would be good. And then a new worry popped into his head- if he brought Zeke back to the small island, which was basically a few trees and some tarps he tied together, along with a few comforts he had fashioned from other things, well then Zeke would see the long claw marks on the trees. Or maybe he was still blissful ignorant of creatures like werewolves? Chad hoped so, because he wanted to put off telling the other man until he absolutely needed to. "Ready?" He asked as he got back in the captain's seat, looking over to make sure Zeke wouldn't topple out of the boat before starting her up.
"I'm ready as you are." Zeke said walking to the edge of the boat and watching the water below. He was going to make sure it was a safe trip and that nothing stopped them from reaching the island. He wanted to see this new place that Chad called home.
Surely it had to be good if the man was living there and had been safe this long. He knew what was happening in the world and had some scars to prove it from where he had tangled with some zombies but luckily so far Chad hadn't said anything about noticing them.
Chad grinned as the boat picked up speed, slicing through the blue water like a hot knife through butter. Even though he had been living on the island for some time and making his life on the waters around it Chad still loved how blue and clear the water was and how you could easily see the reefs and rocks below, as if they were only a few feet down rather than ten or twenty or thirty. It didn't take them long to reach the small island, one of many in this area. But Chad had chosen this one because it was slightly larger than the others and was in between two others, so the waters around it were calmer. Also there was a small reef on the other side that he liked to swim around, with a small floating dock he had fashioned together so he could fish with ease. As they coasted closer, Chad saw the dark form of his brindle pitbull Joker running back and forth along the beach, barking excitedly. He stopped the boat ten feet from the island and set anchor. "You don't mind swimming, right Fish boy?" He asked Zeke with a playful grin before taking off the flannel shirt and jumping in.
Zeke watched the man jump off the edge of the boat and into the water. He shook his head at seeing how he was and hoped that he wasn't looking otherwise the man would really flip his lid so to speak.
He jumped down off the boat and landed only ankle deep in the water as he started walking towards the pier he saw from the distance. He could hear the sound of the dog barking and his attention didn't leave it as he didn't know whether it would be considered friend of foe. He hoped the earlier choice.
Chad resurfaced and shook his head, much like a dog, trying to get rid of the excess water. Wading in the water, he looked back at the boat but saw Zeke wasn't there, but he had heard no accompanying splash. Looking back towards the island, Chad wondered if the man was really that quiet of a swimmer when he spotted him... Standing in the water... No, ON the water... Gasping in surprise, Chad stopped kicking his feet and immediately went under again, though this time unexpectedly. Swallowing a mouthful of salt water, Chad splashed to the surface again and looked wildly around, spotting Zeke again, still on the water. "Jesus fuckin' Christ..." He breathed out and felt his body going into shock.
Zeke saw him go under the water and instantly dived under the water to make sure that he was alright. He grabbed the man and swam faster than he should have towards the peer before climbing up onto it and laying the man down on the dock hoping that he hadn't pushed him to far off the edge. He decided to see if he was still his smart cracking self.
"Wrong God." he chuckled patting the man's chest.
Chad stared up at Zeke with wide eyes, dripping wet, out of breath, and coughing up some water but for the most part okay. "Oh my god... You're a... What, exactly?" His hand was on Chad's chest and Chad lifted his own to touch Zeke's, making sure that the man really was there. Joker had raised up the short pier but was hanging back, whimpering and unsure of this new person- she was a total pussy for such a big bad pitbul. But at the moment Chad wasn't paying her any attention, simply laying there completely focused on Zeke. "Are you really Aqua man?" He asked in a voice barely above a whisper.
Zeke laughed a bit and tapped Chad's chest to make sure that he had coughed up all of the water that might have been in his body.
"I told you, I make Aqua Man look like a pussy. And you're almost right with what you said. I never knew who my dad really was until things started happening. Then it came to me and I mean came to me big time. My dad is Poseidon." he said hoping that the man would calm down enough to think about it and not go into hysteria.
"Poseidon? Like, that King Triton dude from the Little Mermaid? I didn't watch it, my sisters made me," Chad was quick to defend himself then really thought about it. "So... What are you? A half-God?"
Zeke looked over his shoulder and pointed back with his thumb motioning to the Trident that was on his back.
"The one who carried around a thing just like that?" he grinned.
He lean down and pressed an assuring kiss to Chad's lips. "The correct term is Demi-God."
Chad let the man kiss him but kept his eyes on said Trident, the word making him think of the cartoon and the chewing gum, but he figured it was in bad taste to tease the man about his weapon. "Uh-huh... Well that explains why the sex was so good," He said with a laugh, using his elbows to prop himself up. He was completely soaked, and his jeans were clinging to him in a very uncomfortable way, and his boots were water logged, but Chad didn't care enough to move. "Your old man is a God, right? No wonder you don't need a boat... Hey! You threw a head at me!" He glared up at Zeke as he realized this, belatedly annoyed.
Zeke saw him looking at the trident and lay a hand on the man's leg feeling how wet the jeans were and noticing the way they were clinging to his body like they were.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to use it on you. And yes my dad is a God."
He took a moment to laugh at the head comment and let his hand run up the leg and rest right on the crotch as he continued looking down at him.
"I explained the throwing the head at you. I don't appreciate people throwing crap like that into my home, I don't come here throwing stuff into your home. And you should really change clothes. I can see everything you have the way they're clinging to you."
"Yeah, well your 'home' is slightly bigger than mine, isn't it?" Chad challenged back but didn't mind the hand at all. However Joker's whimpering was getting old really fast. Turning to look at the dog a few feet behind him, Chad laid back down and snapped his fingers at her. "Stop being a pussy and say 'ello' to our Godly guest," he admonished her but grinned when the dog began to creep forward. He looked up at Zeke, hands still above his head as the dog crept forward to sniff and lick at his hands, keeping a wary eye on the new commer. "Don't take it personally, we've had a lot of run ins with bad things and she's learned not to run up and give kisses." he shifted some underneath Zeke and his grin widened. "As for the pants' comment, you didn't complain before about 'everything they're clinging to'."
Zeke watched as the dog came closer and stretched his hand out noticing that she still didn't come to close to him. He didn't move the hand that was resting on Chad's crotch but reach with the other one to get a bowel that was upside down on the dock. He held it in his head and nodded his head causing a small spring to come out of the ocean and fill the bowel with water. He held it out to the dog and smiled, "thirsty girl?"
He then looked down at Chad. "I'm not complaining, I like seeing everything you have and I'm tired of fighting it. Three times we have met now and all under circumstances. You can't say that fate doesn't have something planned. And I think your dog likes me, who wouldn't like their own personal water fountain?" he grinned.
"That better not be salt water you're giving her," Chad said with a laugh as he watched Joker dive into it gratefully, slurping and causing a big mess with her enthusiasm. As Joker drank the water Chad rubbed the soft fur along her neck and the bottom of her belly, trying to avoid the water now going everywhere. Once it was obvious she was at peace with the water Godling, Chad focused back on Zeke, considering what he said. "Fate? I never believed in it but sure, why not? There's everything else, right? God, the Devil, zombies, vampires, ghosts, the Loch Ness Monster, Big Foot... Hell, I bet Santa is even real!" Chad laughed at that, it was just too silly and their lives were so fucked up now. "Oh, and werewolves! We can't forget them." He chuckled and got back up on his elbows, wrapping an arm lazily around Zeke's neck and pulling him close for a kiss.
Zeke kissed Chad back and held the bowel out to the still drinking dog. He parted his lips and this time his was the one to slip into the other man's mouth instead of being the other way around. Now that he knew who he was it was like something changed in him. He wasn't the timid shy type anymore.
He had missed Chad and wasn't afraid to show that. He shifted but only enough to bring one leg of Chad's body as he straddled his hips and sat down against him as he held the man's head upwards in his free hand deepening the kiss.
"I've heard of God and the Devil. And I have seen demons and vampires, but the loch ness monster I assure you isn't real. As far as Santa Clause and the werewolves go, I can't say because I haven't see either." he said his lips brushing Chad's as he spoke before he dove in for another kiss missing what he had almost got to experience that last day at Grand.
Chad gripped Zeke's shoulders as the man surprised him and deepened the kiss, but it was a good surprise and he gladly sucked on the other man's tongue lightly while his hands moved, one going higher to trace through Zeke's hair while the other ghosted back down the man's chest. He hummed in agreement with whatever Zeke chose to say, not really paying attention until wolves were mentioned. He moaned in want but his thoughts kept him from diving back into the passionate embrace, even though it had been over four months since he had been laid and that hadn't been such a great time since he was left with something worse than an STD. Although he had gone through much more than simple sex with the man... Speaking of which, he realized that Zeke had been honest with him, so he really owed it to be honest with the other man... Or God... Or whatever. "Actually, that's not true. You've met a werewolf before, at least," Chad said and looked over Zeke's shoulder at the water, trying not to think about the bad reaction this could get.
"Have I?" Zeke asked looking down at the man with a confused expression on his face.
"I can't say that I remember meeting a werewolf so until I do so I have to say that I don't believe they are real. I've seen the zombies and I didn't believe in them before either."
He knew that the man had to be in deep thought or he would have kissed him back. It was then that something dawned on him.
"Are you trying to tell me that, you..."he said stopping.
Chad bit his bottom lip and finally looked back up at Zeke, meeting the man's blue eyed gaze with his own, although his were now rimmed with yellow. "Er, yeah actually, I am... Um, surprise!" He chuckled nervously but took heart in the fact that Zeke's hold on him didn't slacken.