Blood Vane
Blood Vane: Chapter eleven: Jealousy
Yeah right, his subconscious supplied helpfully, I guess it has nothing to do with a certain blond hottie does it?
Of course not, Royal scowled at himself. I cant help it if he just happens to be here though, now can I?
True, he answered himself back, it probably hasn’t got a thing to do with the fact that you’ve jacked off every night this week picturing him spread out on that desk while you fucked him senseless.
What do I need with someone who cant even kiss me unless he’s half drunk? Royal snarked back.
Ahhhhhhh… well, that explains that bottle of whiskey in your pocket anyway. *snicker*
Shut up! Royal scowled again as he reached for the door to Alistair’s outer office.
There really was nothing worse than a know it all subconscious.
It didn’t help one bit that as soon as Zoë spotted him coming through the door her face lit up like a Christmas tree. “Judge Pope,” she practically purred, “how nice to see you.”
For a second Royal just gaped at her. Zoë was being nice to him? Finally he found his voice, “Is Alistair busy? I-ummm I just wanted to check on how the Edwards boy was doing.” He finished lamely.
Zoë grinned at him, “Oh he’s not doing anything terribly important at the moment. Ill tell him you’re here.” she said, walking from behind her desk to knock on Alistair’s door and slipping inside.
She didn’t look like she believed you were here for Seth, his subconscious again helpfully supplied.
Why wouldn’t she believe it? Royal was getting quite ticked off at his inner voice. She knows I’ve been concerned about the boy.
Yeah… she also knows you could have called. *snort*
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Alistair was sitting huddled behind his desk glowering darkly at some expense reports that he had become convinced were just mocking him when Zoë came skipping into his office and around beside him to grab him by the collar and shake him.
“Alistair! Alistair!” *shake* “Guess who is out in my office right now!”
Alistair dropped the file he was holding and tried to pull away from the tiny woman before his teeth actually started to rattle. “I don’t know Zoë, who?”
Zoë grinned at him like a shark, “Your loverboy Judge Pope.”
Alistair felt his face flame, “He is not my loverboy Zoë. What does he want?”
“Well,” she smirked, “he said he came to check on how the Edwards boy was doing.”
She watched as Alistair’s face clouded over in disappointment, “Don’t be a big ninny Alistair,” she said, giving him one last shake, “he’s here to see you.”
Alistair humpfed, “He probably is just here to see about Seth Edwards.”
Zoë put her hands on her hips, “Alistair Boot don’t make me shake you again! He could have called to check on the Edwards boy, he came here to see you!”
She didn’t miss the suddenly hopeful look in her bosses eye. “You think?” he said.
She nodded, “Definitely.”
Alistair took a deep breathe, “Well then, don’t just stand there, show him in.”
Zoë grinned at him and skipped back out of the office to fetch Judge Pope.
Oh god, Alistair thought, what am I getting myself into?
A few moments later Zoë practically danced back into his office with an amused looking Royal Pope in tow. Alistair nodded a greeting to the other man and Royal nodded back then both of them shuffled uncomfortably for a moment as Zoë just stood there grinning.
“Is there something else Zoë?” Alistair said, giving her a meaningful look.
“No.” she said, ignoring the look.
He glared at her, “Then don’t you have some work to do?”
“Well… I suppose.” she admitted reluctantly.
“Then don’t you think you should go do it?” Alistair hissed.
“Probably.” she said, not moving, “Don’t you two want to kiss or something? Because I just happen to have my camera in my desk.”
“Zoë!” Alistair yelled. Two shocked faces stared back at her.
“Oh all right,” she grinned, unrepentant, “ I’m going.”
Alistair buried his face in his hands and groaned as Zoe finally exited his office.
“I’m so sorry about that,” he said, peeking up at Royal through his fingers, “I think she got a little excited the last time you were here.”
Royal chuckled, “That’s ok...... I got a little excited the last time I was here too.” Well, he thought, so much for the checking on Seth excuse.
Alistair dropped his hands and looked up at him. “I thought you just came to check on how the Edwards boy was doing.”
“Well… that too.” he smiled at Alistair’s red face. “I-I’ve wanted to see you though.”
Alistair chewed on his bottom lip nervously, “Seth seems to be adjusting well, he still claims he doesn’t remember who attacked him though.”
Royal frowned, “You believe him?”
“I’m not sure,” Alistair shook his head, “I don’t think he’s ever going to tell us even if he does though. He seems reluctant to share anything about himself.”
Royal watched Alistair chew his bottom lip a little more, damn but he was a sexy fucker!
“Any word on who might have killed the guard?” he said trying to ignore that red, swollen lip.
Alistair sighed, “No, and again I doubt there ever will be. The Salem police aren’t exactly equipped to handle anything more serious than a bicycle theft.”
Royal nodded, it was true. Of course, there had only been two other murders in Salem in the past twenty years. One of which was solved when the local Baptist minister convinced a guilty parishioner to turn himself in, and the other had pretty much solved itself when they caught the guy with a foot tucked in his jacket pocket. Neither case had required any real detective skills or they would probably both still be wide open. It had been pure luck that the murderer had dropped his foot in front of the local Piggly Wiggly and half the town witnessed it. It just didn’t inspire a lot of confidence in the local police.
“So….” Alistair said biting his lip again.
“So…” Royal answered back, wishing he was biting it instead, “I-ummm I wanted to see you.”
Alistair stared up at him through long dark lashes. “Why?”
“I thought.. Maybe… you might want to…. Ummm…” Royal coughed, “gooutwithmesometime.”
Alistair shook his head, “What?”
Royal took a deep breath, “Would you like to go out with me?”
Alistair took a deep breath of his own, “Yes, I would but…”
Royal frowned, how had he known there would be a but?
“I know you know me pretty well, but there are some things you don’t know about me… and I want to be honest if were going to be seeing each other.” Alistair squirmed under the curious black gaze of the other man.
“Like what?” Royal asked, intrigued.
“Well,” Alistair was chewing on that damn lip again, “first of all, I’m a bottom.”
Royal felt a big smile start to curl his lips as the other man continued. “And I might like to be tied up every once in awhile.” The smile just kept getting bigger. “And….” Alistair hesitated just a moment before plunging ahead, “I might just occasionally like to dress up in women’s clothes and be called a whore. Can you handle……”
Alistair was going to ask if Royal could handle it but he never really got a chance to because the next second he had a lap full of hot Judge as Royal straddled him. “Darling,” he purred, grinding down on the erection nudging his ass. “I can handle all that and more.”
He bent his head and kissed Alistair. Well, at least that’s what he would have done if they both hadn’t been half blinded by the camera flash just before their lips could meet.
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Down in the Boot Hill cafeteria Seth Edwards picked up a tray full of unappetizing looking food and turned around to find a place to sit. He smiled as Blood immediately stuck his hand up to wave him over to where he was sitting with Micky and Tabby.
Even though Seth could plainly see the scowl on Micky’s face he walked over and settled himself beside Tabby, dropping his tray on the table.
Blood smiled warmly as he sat down. They had only been roommates for a few days but so far he found himself liking the tall intense boy, and Blood seemed to like him too. The only one that really seemed not to like him was Micky.
“He’s jealous.” Sonny snickered in his head. Seth tried to ignore him.
“Are you feeling better today?” Blood asked as he took a drink of iced tea and tried to wiggle away from Micky just a bit.
Seth nodded yes, although his cut from where he was struck was healing well, he had been having bad headaches for the past week. “I think its just going to take time.”
Blood nodded back, “You did get your skull cracked pretty hard.”
Micky glared at Seth from across the table. “I wonder why someone would want to murder you. What did you do?”
Seth opened his mouth to say he didn’t know, but was cut off by Blood. “Micky!” he gasped, incensed.
Micky didn’t look apologetic. “Sorry…” he shrugged, “I was just wondering.”
Seth looked down at his tray while the other boy continued glaring at him hatefully.Micky had nearly had a heart attack the first time he got a good look at Bloods new roommate, and he still couldn’t stand the thought of them being in such close quarters together.
Seth Edwards was beautiful, and though Micky knew he wasn’t exactly ugly there was no way he could compete with Seth when it came down to looks, and so he couldn’t help hating him.
“See, I told you.” Sonny cackled.
Blood frowned at Micky as he watched him glare at Seth. The boy had never done anything to his friend as far as he knew and Blood also suspected he was just being ugly to Seth out of jealousy. It pissed him off because he and Micky weren’t a couple and he and Seth were just friends anyway.
He ground his teeth in frustration, Micky could be a right brat sometimes. “You have counseling with me next don’t you?” Blood said, deliberately looking at Micky. “Why don’t we walk down together?”
Micky’s lips curled into a snarl, but he kept quiet while Blood gave him a look just daring him to say anything.
“I- if you don’t mind….” Seth trailed off looking doubtfully at Micky.
Blood turned away from Micky and smiled at him. “Of course I don’t mind.” Micky fumed beside him.
“Oh that one is going to give you trouble.” Sonny said, and Seth could practically hear the smirk. “He thinks you want his boyfriend.”
“So what?” Seth smirked back, “I can handle him.”
“Well… its not as though he’s completely wrong about that either is it?” Sonny said knowingly, “You do think Blood is pretty cute.”
Seth was tired of this conversation. “Sonny,” he thought, “not that I’m not grateful to you for saving me from that bastard guard but…. You don’t usually hang around like you have this time.”
“Its different this time.” Sonny said, and again Seth could hear the smirk.
“Different how?” Seth asked, confused, “we’re not in any danger here. You usually leave once everything calms down.”
“That may be true but…..” Seth felt Sonny turning their head until his gaze came to rest upon a certain auburn haired bad boy currently eating his lunch over at the unit B table, “Maybe I just like the view from here.”
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Later that night:
The bed shook under the force of his thrust as Royal Pope felt long legs twine about his hips. He threw his head back and howled as he emptied himself inside his lovers body.
A second later, Alistair thrashed underneath him and whimpered as his cum exploded across both their bellies. Royal claimed his lips and proceeded to devour his mouth as the world slowly stopped quaking and they both settled down from powerful orgasms.
He rested his forehead against Alistair’s as they lay there still joined together and panting.
“Mine.” Royal growled.
Beneath him the blond wriggled just a bit on the big cock still throbbing inside him.
“Yours.” Alistair agreed breathlessly.
Tbc...