Gathering the Falling Stars

hey everyone here is the 27th chapter and enjoy

no reviews on this chapter but i hope i get alot for the next chapter

WARNING underage drinking is in this chapter just to warn you


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Chapter 27


Jacklon pulled into a parking space and came to a stop. He looked up at the large hotel. He knew that this place was one of the places that Hoshi recommended.

"You ready my sweet?" Youji drops his feet to the ground, pulling the helmet off and arranging his hair.

"Yeah, but are you?" Jacklon smirkeed and pulled his helmet off.

"Grab the bags and lets get our room." Youji does as he's told, hefting Jacklon's and his own (much larger) bag onto his shoulder.

Jacklon smiles and locks his motorcycle and takes his bag. He slides his hand into Youji's back jean pocket as he leads him into the building. Youji grins brightly. He knows that every girl who sees them is going to be seething with jealousy that Jacklon's his. Jacklon walked in as there were some men in suits walking around. Some were flicking newspapers and some had their cell phones glued to their ears. Behind the front desk was a guy who looked like he had a stick so far up his ass it was stuck. He looked down his nose at the two of them.

"The arcade is down the road and on the other side. Please go away." Jacklon glared at him lightly sucking his teeth.

It was a habit he developed from his father. His distaste already forming for this man.

"We have a reservation under the name Morgan." Youji looked down at himself incredulously.

Did he *look* like someone who played in an *arcade*? He sneered at the man. The man took a deep breath before typeing into a computer.

"Ah... so you do have a reservation." His face turns to resemble a lemon. "You must have made a mistake it says here you booked The Romantic Lover's suite. Would you like a... cheaper room? There is a good Motel 6 on the other block." Jacklon sucks his teeth again before he holds Youji closer.

"No that is the room we want. Now if you will be so kind as to give us our room key before you severly regret it." Youji, shifted uncomfortably.

The "cheaper room" comment had struck home for him. Really, he should be used to it by now. He knew how he looked, dressed as he always was. The man glared at the boy before handing him two key card room keys.

"Room 25C that is on the 25ft floor if you couldnt tell. Have a nice stay." His tone told them he would rather toss them out on their butts before serving them.

Jacklon takes the cards before walking towards the elevator holding Youji close.

"Dont worry about that prick." Youji nodded, but said nothing, biting his lip.

Jacklon pushes the up button and stepps in as the doors shut. Once the doors closed he presses Youji to the wall. He gently captured the young boy's lips kissing him gently. Youji responds immediately, his body fitting to Jacklon's as though made for it. After a moment, though, he pulls back, looking up at Jacklon uncertainly.

"H-hey...why...I mean...I...how..." He growls lighly, frustrated with his own loss of words.

Jacklon smiles.

"I thought that might make you feel better. Besides i find it kind of... sexy to make out in an elevator." Youji blushes, but offers a sweet smile.

"I wonder sometimes what you think is so great about me, you know." He says offhandedly.

Jacklon smiles.

"Because you are the person i have been looking for. You make me feel complete." He gently twirls a piece of Youji's pink hair.

Youji's blush darkens and he hides his face against Jacklon's chest, embarassed by his own unusual shyness. Jacklon holds him close his breath tickling Youji's neck. Youji quickly regains his equilibrium, leaning back to grin wickedly at Jacklon.

"You wait till tonight. You won't know what hit you." Jacklon smirks as he moves his hand down and slips it into his pants groping his ass.

"I think you will be surprised yourself." Youji's smile doesn't waver, but he shivers in anticipation. After awhile the elevator stops while the doors open. Unlike other hotels these rooms were farther spread out. Jacklon pulled out one of the key cards and slides it in the door opening it. "Okay." Youji says with a quick breath. "We can't see what we're wearing until we meet in the club. So how're we going to swing that?"

"I think you should leave first then ill leave after 10 minutes." Jacklon grins as he steps in showing a huge room with a king size bed rose petals all over the comforter.

Youji nods.

"Sounds good." He pokes around the room for several minutes, rearranging things and moving them with seemingly no rhyme or reason before looking over it with a satisfied smirk. "Alright. You go in there..." He points to a door he assumes to lead to the bathroom. "While I get ready so you don't see me." Jacklon nods before pulling Youji close.

He claims his lips hard before slowly stepping back.

"See ya."

"Soon." Youji says with a sweet smile.

Jacklon pulls out a keycard holding it to Youji.

"Here keep this on you." Youji nods and takes the card, setting it on the table by the door so he doesn't forget it after he dresses.

Jacklon smiles walking into the bathroom. He opened his bag pulling out a white long sleeved button up shirt. He grabbed his black vested trench coat. It had frayed sleeves and hung down to his knees. He pulled out a pair of cargo camoflague pants. Youji watched the bathroom door for several seconds to make sure Jacklon wouldn't pop out before diving for his bag and pulling out his clothing. He quickly stripped and slipped into his tightest pair of black leather pants, lacing up the sides as quickly as he could while keeping them neat. He pulled on a baby blue mock-turtleneck sleeveless tank and a black off-the shoulder fishnet top over that. Quickly arranging his hair and putting on some eyeliner and a touch of glitter to his cheeks, he grabbed his key, his id, and a little cash before going to the door. Halfway out, he leaned back to shout to the bathroom door.

"Okay. I'm going!"

"See ya." Jacklon smirked before stripping and pulling on the clothes.

Before leaving he looked at himself. He knew that his braid wouldnt work with this outfit. Quickly he unbraided his hair leaving it waving before quickly running a brush through his white mane. He grabbed his wallet slipping on his boots before holding the keycard. He walked out of the room after 10 minutes of waiting. He stepped into the lobby but sends a glare at the man. He knew Youji would go to the club acrossed the street. It was the only one near by. Youji stepped up to the bar, offering the bartender a cheeky smile. The man did a double-take on seeing him, but didn't kick him out. He held up a hand for Youji to wait his turn. After a few minutes, spent people-watching, Youji feels a light tap on his shoulder. A gruff voice asks him,

"What're you drinkin', pup?" Youji spins on the barstool, offering the bartender a hundred watt smile.

"Whatever I'm allowed to have, honey." Hey says sweetly.

The bartender raises an eyebrow at him, but pulls out a mild carbonated drink.

"Here, kid. It's watermelon." he says with a grin.

Youji returns the grin, easily popping the top off and taking a swig.

"My favorite." Jacklon walks into the bar as he slowly walks to the bar a few chairs from Youji.

"Shirly Temple please." The bartender nods before making a cherry soda.

Youji smirks, glancing over to the newcomer. Shirly Temple? he thinks, getting into character. No way in Hell this guy is straight. Youji downs his drink in one long pull, rising and making his way toward the dance floor. There are lights and a deep base music booming across the club. He pauses to grab two shots from a table full of middle-aged women. They frown at him, until he tosses his hair over his shoulder and kisses one on the cheek. They all cluck and chuckle as he downs the shots of brandy, returning the glasses and moving onto the dancefloor with a pleasant buzz. Jacklon noticed the movement as he watches the little pixie. He had a sweet ass. He looked way too young to be in here but he enjoyed the piece of eyecandy. Youji picked a small woman who looked like she must be at least half asian and tapped her on the shoulder. He could see he was at least a few inches taller than her and he winked when she turned.

"Want to dance?" he asked, flipping his hair back.

She offered him a knowing smile and leaned close.

"Okay, but who're we trying to impress?" Youji loosed a bright, surprised laugh and took her hand.

The woman went easily and they moved together like they were made for each other.

"He's just a really hot guy and I want him to notice me. White hair." Jacklon inside he was raging with jealousy at any woman touching his Youji.

But he had to calm down. He watches them before slowly walking over.

"May i cut in?" The girl looks at him before grinning.

"Not at all." Youji winks at her and steps back, allowing the woman to take Jacklon's hand playfully.

Jacklon moves to Youji grinning.

"Now... who might you be my little pixie?" His hand moves around Youji's waist pulling him very close.

The woman clicks her tongue, but shares a wink with Youji before moving away. Youji raises an eyebrow to Jacklon, backing away slighly.

"That wasn't very gentlemanly." He says, but it's obvious he's still interested.

Jacklon grins.

"Never said i was a Casanova with women. Now with men... i am quite... good with." Youji's eyebrow shoots impossibly higher.

"Pretty cocksure, huh? What makes you think you're even my type?" Jacklon smirks steping close.

"You wouldnt be standing here still if i wasnt your type." his hand moves up and runs over Youji's collarbone.

Youji concedes the point, allowing Jacklon to lead him into a dance as the music picks up tempo and speed. He hooks his arms over Jacklon's neck.

"So who are you, in the grand scheme of things?" he asks with a smile.

"Jacklon..." he rests his hands on Youji's rear end.

Youji leans back with a mock-frown.

"Hey. I'm not a slut." He pulls Jacklon's hands primly up to his ribcage. "Keep 'em above the equator." He stares Jacklon down as his own hands roam over the older teen's ass. A small smirk curves his full lips. "I'm Youji." Jacklon smirks..

"Oh so its alright if you put your hands past my equator but i cant?" He pulls him close his hands going down resting on his ass.

Youji seems taken aback, but can't hold a straight face.

"Oh, you're one of those people who have to be treated *fairly*" he sneered playfully.

Jacklon smirked as he dances with him.

"I enjoy getting my way." Youji's grin turns evil.

"Enjoy it while it lasts, because I only give so much before- *taking*." with the last word, Youji's hand slips down the back of Jacklon's tight pants, teasing the sensitive skin there.

Jacklon shudders as he moves his hands up the back of his shirt.

"Oh so you want to do the taking? I dont think that would be good. Though you are very sexy." Youji's eyes darken and he licks his lips.

He pulls away, taking Jacklon's hands and dragging him to a dark empty table.

"Come on. I need a drink." Jacklon follows as he sits down pulling Youji onto his lap.

He grinned as he rested his hand on his bottom. Youji straddles Jacklon and raises his hand, waving until the bartender notices and nods. After a few moments, a waitress comes up with a bottle of whiskey. It's not the best, but it certaiinly isn't cheap. Youji raises an eyebrow to the waitress, who shrugs. Jacklon takes the bottle and pours two shots. He hands him one of the shots.

"Careful this has a boomerag effect." Youji watches the waitress leave, eyes boring into her back.

"What?" he asks distractedly.

Jacklon looks at him.

"Just take a drink and enjoy the effect." Youji does so, downing his shot like an expert, revelling in the burn in his stomach.

"You don't think it's weird?" Jacklon looks up at him.

"What is?" Youji looks pointedly to the bottle.

"She didn't even ask for any money. Or for our id's" Jacklon smirks.

"Already on my tab and i look old enough." Youji visibly relaxes.

"Oh." He skips the shot this time, taking a swig directly from the bottle and grinning impishly to Jacklon.

He knows he can handle his liquor, but this man doens't.

"So what are you going to do when I pass out at your feet?"

"Ill take you back to my hotel." He snags the bottle before taking a swig.

Youji leans forward, rubbing against jacklon, his hardness pressing into the other teen's belly.

"Oh? And then what?" he asks breathlessly against Jacklon's ear.

Jacklon purrs.

"Do... unspeakable things to you." Youji runs his hot tongue over Jacklon's ear, grinding down against his lap.

"I...I don't usually do this..." he stammers.

Jacklon growls deeply before standing up.

"Come on... we have to go now." he walked out with him fast.

Youji thought to snag the bottle, saluting the bartender on the way out. Jacklon led him into the elevator to their room before claiming his lips roughily. Youji responded with matching heat sliding and writhing against Jacklon, pulling back only briefly to take a deep swallow of the whiskey. Jacklon groans as he takes a swig of his own. Hoshi had never let him drink so this was interesting. As soon as the elevator opened, Youji poured himself and Jacklon out of it and down the hall totheir room. He watched Jacklon carefully, noticing how much farther gone the teen seemed to be than Youji himself. Jacklon hits the wall slightly from his spinning head. He fumbled with his keycard before puts it in backwards.

"Why is this not working?" Youji sniggers, taking the card and turning it before putting it back in his hand.

"Try it now." Jacklon looks at it then shrugs.

"Ok..." he puts it in and slides it open and falls into the room. "Ow..." Youji kicks the door shut and straddles jacklon's prone form.

He rubs against the older teen before whispering to the back of his neck.

"Comfy?" Jacklon groans deeply and rolled over.

"Now i am..." he grabs his ass hard. Youji yelps, then laughs. "I think you're a teensy bit smashed." Jacklon holds up the bottle.

"Care to join me in the land of inebriation?" Youji had to concentrate for a moment before Jacklon's slurred words made sense.

He nodded and took the bottle, downing what little was left and allowing it to roll away to parts unknown. Jacklon chuckled before sitting up.

"Now where is that bed?" Youji laughs brightly, pointing to the huge monstrosity across the room.

"It's waaaay over there...I wanna fuck now." he pouts.

Jacklon grins.

"Get to the bed if you can i will." Youji presses his hips against Jacklon's teasingly.

"But..." Jacklon shudders.

"Come on... get to the bed!" Youji sighs and stands, pulling his lover up and almost flipping them over. Jacklon stumbles before pinning Youji to the door. "Hm... maybe this would be better." Youji gives a satisfied little murmur, pressing against Jacklon wantonly.

"Yess...." Jacklon smirks before pulling Youji towards the bed but stumbles and falls to the floor near the bed.

"Woops." Youji slips, landing oddly on the bed and rolling toward the middle.

He kicks off his shoes and slips one hand up his shirt. He flicks his own nipple, sliding his other hand down his pants, mostly just to tease Jacklon. Jacklon crawls onto the bed before opening his pants. Easily he takes his cock out before he swallows him whole. Youji moans, arching under Jacklon and digging his hands into the older boy's hair. Jacklon's hair flips against Youji's y-front. He sucks hard on the appendage. Youji lets loose a string of curses and praise as he reaches up to flick his fingers over his nipples. Jacklon takes one of Youji's hands and puts it onto his own hardness. He bobs his head back and forth. Youji latches on, burrowing until he can feel the hot skin against his own. He strokes Jacklon before leaning down and licking him.

JAcklon moans loud before he strandles Youji while sucking hard. God he wanted his lover's essance. Youji takes Jacklon down his throat, moaning and thrusting, feeling his release fast approaching. Jacklon moans louder as his own release was approtching fast. Youji jerked, swallowing around Jacklon's shaft as his orgasm ripples over him. His hips roll and he groans deeply. Jacklon drinks him down moaning loud. His own release rushing through him. Youji takes everythig Jacklon gives him, slowly petting his lover's lower back as he does. Jacklon shudders as he slowly pulls himself off Youji. He lays against the pillows. Some of the petals were laced into his hair. Youji sits up, a petal stuck to his cheek unknowingly. He grins goofily. Jacklon watches his vision slightly blurry.

"Yummy..." Youji's grin widens and he flops down beside Jacklon, dropping a kiss on his cheek.

Jacklon kisses his lips deeply. He easily removed Youji's shirt kissing his chest and nipples. Youji allows this, languidly allowing Jacklon to strip him as he returns the favor. Jacklon purrs deeply as he rolls on top of him. He sucks on his nipple hard. Youji sighs and wriggles closer, his hands roaming over his lover's body and lingering over his hips and nipples. Jacklon moans softly as he kisses over his chest. Quickly they both were naked.

"You ready for me Youji..." Youji flicks his tongue over Jacklon's lips.

"Yess..." he hisses, arching against Jacklon. "Please...fuck me." Jacklon moans and slowly slides himself into Youji.

God he was so tight. With a deep growl he starts to pound Youji into the soft bed. Youji buries his face in Jacklon's neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin as he meets his lover's every thrust. Jacklon growls and pounds into him harder and faster. His sweet spot was being pumled. Youji whined and stretched under Jacklon, calling out his lover's name and speaking in gibberish and keening as his releases crept up on him. Jacklon pulls out of him as he flips him over onto his hands and knees. He slid into him moaning loud. He reached down grabbing Youji's wrists lifting him up slightly. He then used their position to thrust into him hitting his sweet spot harder. Youji's whining litany rises in pitch as he's filled and fucked.

"J-Jacklon, god! Please... fuck... perfect... g-god, so hard..." He squeezes around his lover. Jacklon holds his wrists tight as he continues to fuck Youji hard.

God he wanted his lover to cream himself hard. Youji's thighs quiver and his entire body shudders as his orgasm wracks his body, his muscles clamping hard on Jacklon's thrsting cock. He spurts his release onto the expensive sheets with a loud moan. Jacklon howls and cums hard deep inside him.

"Oh god!" Youji slumps against the bed, rolling his shoulders with a contented sleepy sigh.

Jacklon falls next to him panting hard.

"God... wow." Youji leans up on an elbow with a cheeky grin.

"Yeah. You should totally give me your number so we can do this again somethime." Jacklon chuckles and kisses his lips.

"Oh why would you get a number your not leaveing here." Youji chuckles.

"Game's over, then?" Jacklon nods and kisses his lips softly. "God i love you." Youji returns the kiss before offering a playful smile.

"Not as much as I love you." Jacklon smiles and holds his head. "My head is going to hurt tomorrow." Youji's playful smile turns evil.

"Oh, it really will. UNLESS..." he leans over the bed, pulling his bag up into his lap and producing a lime green packet from one of hte pockets. "You take these." He offers the packet to Jacklon. "They don't always work, but usually." Jacklon looks at it then takes it.

"Ok." he easily dry swallows it. Youji has to dig a bit to find the other packet, but takes his a sip from a bottle of water he also took from the bag. He offers the bottle to Jacklon , raising his brow in question. Jacklon shakes his head. "Im good." He looked at Youji. "Where did you get those hangover pills?" Youji grins.

"The guy Junko used to work for. He treats us like family and when he found out I was going out..." He shrugs. "He's smart enough not to try to talk me out of stuff." Jacklon smiles and pets his hair.

"Sleep... tomorrow we will have some fun." Youji drops a quick kiss on Jacklon's shoulder.

"Sounds good to me." Jacklon smiles and kisses his forehead.

He slowly closes his eyes and falls asleep.


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