svelosynco (svelosynco) wrote in thegrand_ic, @ 2012-04-15 16:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | darrius eastwood, taj habib bahar |
Who Taj and Dally
Where Starbucks, Dally's car, The lake
What Talk of Casper and Andy and then impromptu road trip to get the heck out of dodge for a bit
Warnings Boys. Boys. Boys acting ridiculous. Lots of lewdness and language
Status In Progress
tajmuhull:
Taj sat with across from Dally in a Starbucks with Tazo Iced Green Tea and was fidgeting with trying to unwrap his straw as he got down to business of why he wanted to meet Dally in the first place. "Dally. I don't know what Andy's told you yet, but I think everyone needs to be made aware of my situation with the werewolf."
Darrius Eastwood:
Dally wasn't a big tea drinker himself and if he could infuse his coffee with some hard drink? He'd be a happy dragon. Regardless, he sat with one boot covered foot resting on his knee, sipping his frappe through the straw before his urge to consume caused him to pop the plastic top off then simply gulp down a few throw backs before snapping the thin cover back on to be polite. "Honestly, I try not to talk about your personal lives. Makes my life easier." He hummed faintly then took another sip. "You mean the reason why you smell like dog?" He arched a brow then chuckled softly. "Shit, what do you think I'm gonna say? Get some."
tajmuhull:
"This isn't about THAT. Not exactly. I don't want to sit here and tell all my kinky little secrets Dally. Getting some is never my problem. Got that one covered. I'm serious here." Taj finally got that paper ripped off the top and put his lips to the plastic and blew causing the long end of the paper wrap to blow off the straw and across the table. Then he stuck the straw in his drink and took a sip. "Look Dally. Casper just about killed Andy and I'm just waiting for all my brothers to freak out on Casper and I don't want that to happen."
Darrius Eastwood:
Dally gazed over at Taj, wondering just what the young man expected him to say. He'd been to war, he'd seen death and his friends blown into pieces. Losing or nearly losing those he cared about had become a regular thing, like waking up. He didn't hate the attacker or even the victim- it was more the need to cause the act that struck him. He rumbled in thought as he took another long sip then sighed. "I'm not going to freak out, Taj, because frankly? I don't care. You can do what you want with who you want, but I would be pissed if you tried to crawl your ass back to Andy. Now I'm not the type of guy to play bad but you need to grow a damned pair and pick your sides, Tata. If you expect me to go after this Casper kid, I'm not. He may have hurt Andy but Andy is stronger than he looks."
tajmuhull:
Taj's eyes hardened when Dally said that. None of the brothers ever really understood how Andy and Taj worked. "Crawl my ass back to Andy?" His lower jaw started to look tight, lips very thin as if he was truly trying to stop himself from saying something he'd regret. "Pick sides?" Taj shook his head slowly suddenly remembering why he always felt alone even within a vast circle of brothers. Dally wasn't the only one who ever felt like the black sheep in this make-shift family. "I never said I thought you'd go after him on the attack. I've come to you first for a reason Dally. I think you know damn well K and Chess don't do well with others who have hurt us, especially Andy. I was hoping for your damn support in case either of them can't see past the end of their noses on this one. I know you've been all out there in the world, but you forget the rest of us have all been right here. We are the world to the rest of us and we don't let anything touch us."
He took a cleansing breath, "We're all that we've got. You all are all THAT I HAVE GOT and I can't lose that. Casper crossed a line we don't let people cross and I just wanted to make sure I knew where everyone stood with little fucking Taj hanging out with Andy's attempted murderer. Sorry if that's nuts I thought this might be a problem considering anyone who's ever touched Andy has gotten severely beaten and or eaten since we were kids." He settled back in his seat realizing he was getting riled up and breathed hard through his nose to clear it out of system. "If anyone knows how strong Andy is, it's me and frankly I'm the one that just saw him inches from death and I know quite well how weak he is too. But, do me a favor brother and dont, whatever you please don't lecture me on picking sides. I'm not the one stopping Andy from being with me. My side's chosen. Excuse me for having a life while waiting Andy's decision out."
Darrius Eastwood:
Dally's lips slowly pulled into a smile as he chuckled. "Damn, you're just as easy to get a rise out of as you use to be. Guess that hasn't changed, huh?" He laughed softly then leaned forwards to grasp Taj's hand with his own. "Taj? I'm always on your side. You should know that by now. I'm just worried for my family. I'm not as close with the other guys- hell, I know Andy wants to connect to me but I worry about him really caring. I've still got this gut feeling that I should of stayed in the sandbox." He sighed and leaned back, rubbing the bridge of his nose with a rumble. "I don't want my family hurting but I can't protect you all either. I may be a Marine, Taj, but I'm pretty damned useless here. I can't scare the shit out of this Casper kid cause I don't even know if I can take my real form anymore. I know Kareem is going to flip shit but maybe between the two of us, he'll calm down. I'm not sure what Andy is gonna do about it." He ran his hands through his hair then and took a sip of his drink. "Do you still want this Casper kid?"
tajmuhull:
Taj was easy to rile up. There three very dangerous predators living inside that oracle, an animalistic beast. His humanity was the worst, the easiest to frustrate. But his regal lion helped his mind see things in simple terms, blacks and whites, friend or foe. The majesty of his eagle was what intensified his longing for freedom and saw the grander ideals of the universe. When it all got mixed up in the blender forming the melting pot that was the sphinx it came out with the little introverted Taj that was spouting off to his brother. Andy's constant rejection was a sore subject and one Taj didn't speak of out loud very often. He couldn't. It was between him and Andy and K was against it for sure and Dally hadn't been around to talk to. Taj wasn't about to call up Dally in the middle of the desert to get advice on his love life. But, Taj's eyes softened when Dally started to call him out. "Nothing ever changes." He half chuckled in agreement as Dally took his hand. Taj squeezed it, even placed his other on top of it. He missed the warm feeling of Dally's touch being around. He spoke much softer after that. "You're worth more than wasting your life away in that litter box anyway." He winked as Dally sat back. But then Dally really started talking down on himself and Taj didn't like to see that. "You're not useless. Why do always come back to that? I'm not sure I've ever understood why. But you've always thought that. I wish I could convince you of your worth here just as much I wish I could convince Andy his purpose in life isn't to suck off sexual offenders. I wish I could open both of your eyes but I dont know how." Then he heard what Dally said about Casper and shook his head a quick and hasty NO. "No no. You can't scare the shit out of him. He'd run. And I don't want that. Plus it wouldn't do any good. He can't remember anything he does on full moon nights. It's not like he has control of his actions." And then he started shaking his head yes. "Yeah, yes I do. It's weird. But, I really want him around." It was weird because Taj never wanted anyone around at all. He liked being a loner, or so he thought.
Darrius Eastwood:
Dally purses his lips in thought then glanced back to his sibling. Smiling again, he let out what sounded like a relieved sigh. "I'm glad you're able to be happy with someone, Taj. That's part of why I went over there. I know it sounds silly to you but being in the fight is...well, it's a rush for me. Getting out hurt. I knew I needed to come home, even for a time, but damned if I didn't want to stick my ground." He shifted in his seat then, becoming more comfortable. "I have pride in myself, in what I've learned through training but at the bottom of it all, I've started to realize there's shit out there that's way bigger than me." Dally paused then, fingers tracing over his lips as his brows furrowed in thought. "You know what's funny though? I remembered something when I was in the sand. I think...I think I remembered my dad some. I mean, it was a real vague memory but I know it was the first time I'd really come to understand I was dragon because I was looking at myself in a river. Someone was calling me and I felt compelled to look. I can't remember his face, Taj. But I know him." He frowned then and grabbed his drink, nearly finishing the coffee. "I just want my brothers to be happy."
tajmuhull:
Taj listened intently. "Wow, that's... so... familiar." Now Taj was the one sitting back and rubbing at his chin. He was having a strange De Ja Vu feeling, like he'd seen this before. He didn't have a photographic memory and he'd had visions since he was an infant. They all started to blur together especially the ones he couldn't make sense of. He started to look around the scenery they were sitting in. "I think I've seen this. A long time ago. I just didn't realize it was you. Back when we were kids. I saw this day happen. I didn't recognize you then. I couldn't have known." Taj was unsettled by this. It reminded him some futures were set, even if they were changable. "But you know? I get feelings like you just said, in my dreams. Sometimes I dream of my parents, but it feels so real, I think maybe they're really alive? And they're trying to reach me." He shook his head like it just couldnt' be. "I wish I had something like that to remember. Keep that with you Dally. Don't let go of it. I just have this feeling, there's something more to it. Maybe there's something more to mine too?" Taj decided keeping hope was good thing and that he would try. Then, "I'm happy as I can be for a guy who's shackled to his house, has the government watching his every move, not allowed out of the country, the love of his life would rather suck demon asshole dick or let random pedophiles fuck him inside out than try to make something work me because I'm his too good for him brother, and his best friends are two cats and a hookah. At least I have brothers that show up and take me gambling." His grin started to widen out for real. "I have tickets to Bonnaroo for all us this summer. I even got permission from probation for the road trip. Tell me I'm King bro. Tell me I'm King even if it was K's idea." He laughed.
Darrius Eastwood:
Dally smiled softly and chuckled. "You're King till I pin your ass, hot stuff." He reached across the table then to nudge Taj's shoulder before his eyes widened. "Can we wrestle again? I use to always try and wrestle you but I knew Andy and K would ride my ass if I did. They weren't so keen on you being touched or man handled by some brute like yours truly." He laughed and rose up from his chair then, tossing his cup into the trash from the distance with ease. "Listen, brother, I'm getting another drink. But I think you and me deserve some self relaxing time and I gotta be frank here- my dragon side is itchin to come out. You know anywhere around these parts that has a big enough lake that I could heat it up and fit in it? Maybe you too. Human or not." His shoulders rolled then before he crossed his arms over his strong chest. "Let's just say fuck it for today. You and me. Road trip it out for a few hours and get some of this civi ass crud out of your systems, yeah?"
tajmuhull:
Taj really laughed at that one. Lauged right out loud and people turned to see what the outburst was. He put his hand over his mouth gave the lookers a 'what are you looking at' glare and they all turned the other way. "You're going down." He said about the wrestling even though he was pretty sure Dally could tie him into knots. Taj was a scrapper for sure and wouldn't go down and get pinned without a fight. "Let's get the fuck outta here. That's what I'm talking about. I know a place." Taj was a spring in to action kinda guy. He sucked down the last of his drink and then popped the lid off and stuck his hand down in the ice and picked out a few cubes. He stuck a couple in mouth and crunched down then literally spat one at the back of Dally's head shooting it out with some force and turned around like he'd done nothing at all and was searching for napkins. Taj was still a little jack ass. That hadn't changed either.
Darrius Eastwood:
If there was one thing Dally knew better than the Marines, it was Taj. That little ice cube trick had been a regular in their early years and as Dally tossed the spent cube into the trash, he smirked. Strolling to the counter for a second drink that was quickly brought up, he moved back to his brother then grasp the scruff of his hair and smiled. "Come on, short stop. We've got a lake to hit." Playfully ruffling Taj's hair, the young Marine made his way out the door towards his mustang with a low hum. "Ride with me, alright? You can play GPS. I'll drive and maybe I won't run us off the road and on two wheels this time." He laughed as he unlocked the car doors then slid inside, popping open the passenger side with ease. "I hope you know that little cutesy shit is gonna require pay back, brother."
tajmuhull:
Taj's shoulders instantly hunched up under Dally's touch, being led to the car by his taller, thicker, just all out bigger brother. "I don't play GPS. I am the Great Persian Sphinx." He declared getting that cocky edge to his tone. "And I'll navigate your ass anywhere it wants to go." He quirked a brow as he hopped in Dally's super awesome car. It was quite the looker. "If you don't watch out I'll navigate you where you don't want as well. Lead you right into my I will so cheat all over your ass wrestling clutches."
Darrius Eastwood:
"You keep talking about my ass like you're in love with it or something. Kinda creepin' me out, Tata." He teased, playfully nudging the Sphinx as he started the car then reved the engine. It didn't take them long to pull away from the starbucks out onto the main road. "You know you can't beat me unless I let you, right? Or you do dirty and try to grab my junk like a hungry hooker." Dally grinned like a fiend then and stuck the tip of his tongue out at Taj. "I shoulda brought some playdough along for the little boy to have fun."
tajmuhull:
"You're only mentioning it cause you're wishing." Taj pointed to the sky. "Keep searching for shooting stars Dar. Might be the only way you'll get your wish." Taj could a be a lewd little thing too and when Dally referenced the hungry hooker Taj started to fondle over his own crotch a little too sensual erotic for a family member to be watching him himself and said, "For your dreams brother. Picture these hands on yours, I know you are." But, the moment he said that he sat back up like he'd done nothing again and reach out for the stereo flipping channels trying to find something good as he heard the playdough comment and bawked at it, "Pfft. Not my brand of lube. K.Y. Stick with K.Y Dally."
Darrius Eastwood:
The blue eyed male quirked a brow as he caught Taj moving out the side of his gaze. When he looked however, the dragons eyes did widen and he wasn't exactly sure how to react. Instead he forced himself to focus on the road ahead as the car felt just a tad too warm- oh, wait. That was just the metal dragon radiating heat. "Uh-huh. I hope you know I keep a stock of that stuff right here." His hand moved to the small compartment in the center of the mustang, tapping it. "And what the hell kinda picture was that, Taj?" His brows furrowed then raised as the dragon smirked. "That was weak shit. Let me show you what a real man looks like, alrighty lil'boy?" Steering the car was easy enough with one hand and if boot had taught him anything, it was how to dress and undress right quick. His hand moved down to his camies as he shifted slightly in the seat then popped the button followed by the zipper. There was two things Dally loved to do- One, wrestle and two? Push Taj's limits like he had since they were tiny. The young male rumbled deep in his chest then as he dipped his hand into his pants and ever so calmly stroked himself through his boxers. Maybe if they were blood kin legally, it would of been weird but Darrius had always had a closeness with Taj that he couldn't get with his other siblings. As his lips pulled into a sly smile, he relaxed into the seat and teasing flashed Taj his piece. Snickering like a mad man, the young male glanced to his companion. "You're too damned tiny for me to picture your grubby hands all over this perfect gear, Tata. It might break your little wrists." Playfully pretending to pout the dragon moved his hand back to the wheel after tucking himself away but saw no current need to zip himself up at the time being. After all, he was in the car with Taj for pete's sake.
tajmuhull:
Yeah, pushing limits was something Taj loved to do. It was practically his calling card and this was something he and Dally managed to grow up together doing to each other and the aimed their targets at the outside world too. Smack talk was something that came natural to these two and slams were never taken to heart. All fun and colorfully wrong games sometimes, but that was them. Now Taj had a natural always on alert to look the other reflex when K was around. K really knew how to make the sphinx uncomfortable, but it was different. He felt dreadfully wrong looking at Kareem, but he joked around about it, it was an ongoing comic routine, for Taj knew it was more natural to the panther to laze about in his natural state. But, Dally? Their relationship was different, as each of his brothers were of course, but Dally was almost like a bro-mance. Constant teasing, pissing contests for fun, but this was a limit they hadn't completely pushed over the fence yet and Taj's eyes about popped out of his head when he one upped him like that. The trash talk was on and he'd skipped over the first few innings, passed the seventh inning stretch, and went right for home plate at the bottom of the ninth. Taj couldn't top that. Equal it? Maybe? But even that would just look like a copy cat and frankly he didn't have the size to compete. His body was very proportionate in that respect. Taj had half a mind to reach right over and start jerking the guy off just to prove what his little wrists could really handle, but he knew that was just his pride talking. He couldn't push that limit. Could he? He didn't look away though. He kept gaze like looking away would be losing the battle. He resigned with a "Don't understimate me Dally." It was such a weak come back.
Darrius Eastwood:
"I think at this point, you're the one that's pinned, Tata. You can't out do me, can you?" He chuckled, lips pursing in that smug, confident and a bit cocky smirk he'd scored in his time serving. "Should we just say I'm the winner and you owe me a week of doing whatever the hell I want?" Maybe pride was a bad thing in this case but he knew Taj. He knew that pushing the spinx always lead to fun and the dragon had half a mind to reach across the mustang, grab Taj's pretty little head and push him a bit southern. Though that was probably the years of frustration talking and the fact that a part of him wondered if Taj would be down for that. If blood was nothing between brothers, what was a little spit? He rumbled in thought then reached down again, trying to adjust himself so the semi-erect boner he was sporting wasn't so damned obvious. "Besides, underestimating you would mean I'd have nothing fun to toy with."
tajmuhull:
"A week? You think you deserve a whole week for flashing your sac? K would have me his servent for all time if that's all it took. Besides..." He had a slew of slams about to come out when heard his brother say underestimating him would leave him no toys. His brow went up high like it was trying to arch right up and off his very forehead. "Toys are for kids." And he slammed both his boot covered feet up on the dash and then twisted his little body upside down so his belly was facing down on the seat and reached his hand down into the side of the door to feel for the automatic seat movers and pressed the button making it lay all the way down flat. He arched his petite feline self up on all fours once that happened and shook out his hair, ass in the air. He started to humm, then groan, slight whimpers coming from deep within. Sounds that were akin to reaching peak of orgasmic pleasure, like it was getting ridiculous quick. He was worse than Meg Ryan sitting across from Billy Crystal. He tucked his hand up underhimself and said, "Besides,I couldn't do whatever you want then, even big boy toys don't play their owners." Taj went to a lot of big boy toy conventions where things like bi-planes, RV's, and sailboats, and go-garts, large motored playthings were on the display. But, of course Taj wasn't quite using the term that way, he was twisting the meaning. His little sounds grew in intensity and darkness as he fondled and stoked himself, his jeans falling off the edge of his hips from being, the rounding of his rear peeking and he spread his legs a little wider, grinding his shoulder down into the seat. "Big boys have to turn their toys on." Another metaphor about the the mechanical toys suddenly turned into something completely different. His lips parted and he very deliberatedly looked down into Darrius's lap, licking at his pierced lip, like he was seeing something he wanted as he kept his private territory hidden by his arm but the motions of his hand made it seem quite obvious what he was doing. But, that didn't mean Taj wasn't forming a plan.
Darrius Eastwood:
Dally groaned faintly at the sight- be it from slight arousal or frustration, one could not be fully certain. Either way, he shook his head then reached over, smacking Taj's ass. "Mother fucker...Sit your ass down right rickitick you half cocked fuck or I'mma sit you down on something long and hard- and you ain't gonna like it." He grumbled then tried to pull at Taj's jeans in an effort to sit him down. Of course that didn't stop Dally from stealing glances at his sibling- half glares and half narrowing in thought. "I got half a mind to throw you out the car when we get to the lake, pin your ass down and see if you like where this little game goes then. Probably won't feel so hot when your balls are swingin from a poundin, jerkoff." All in fun and games, of course. Fun, games, and by the way Darrius had to readjust himsef? A bit of annoying boner. "I ain't about to get out of my seat to top you so don't play so hard unless you want me to stop this car and fog up the windows."
tajmuhull:
Taj made little high pitched squeaks like he loved being slapped when Dally smacked his rear giving that 'oh god more I love it' type of appeal. But, he got the reaction he wanted from his brother. He got it and then some. He sensually spun over to his back and stuck his two feet right back up on the dash, put one hand up behind his head like he'd just won and quite cocky about it too as he let the seat start to rise back up with the other, but quickly put his second hand up behind his head too, wiggling his butt in his seat. He glanced down to Dally's crotch again with far too much delight on features. "I'm the one that turned you on. Looks like I'm the big boy here." He clucked his tongue and licked his lips like sweet victory was his.
Darrius Eastwood:
"You ain't won yet, pretty boy." Dally growled out then grinned, reaching over to run his hand up Taj's thigh- petting the sensitive inner portion. "I'm just having to focus a bit more on driving than beating you at this little game. Now if you want to play fair? You should be unzipped too. I got my money on the fact that you're just as stiff as me- and I got five years of no ass pounding to boot." He chuckled then, sticking out the tip of his tongue at Tata. "Game's still on, sweet cheeks. You better run right into that lake if you know what's good for you."
tajmuhull:
"So says the one driving the car. You better stick to jerking in your ride's tailpipe. This car is all you seem to be steering." He said still cocky like Dally's obvious awesome come backs didn't mean a thing. But, he lifted his head and looked out at the hood of the car and added, "Oh man. Tuff luck bro. I don't think your girl got a wax job before your big date. How much did you pay for this bitch?"