Beautiful Goodbye ~Kismet Series~
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Erotica › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
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5,706
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Category:
Erotica › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
5,706
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. I hold exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited. Okies?
Sector Four
First, thanks to kylee for the review! **hugs**
Second, I'm in the process of moving and work is make me actually WORK for a change so I've been kinda busy. However, I have managed to finish writing and editing BG! I will post a chapter a week, usually Sat. or Sun.
Thirdly, I edited the first three chapters. And I mean edit as grammar mostly. And added a few sentences here and there that didn't make sense. XD
Anywho, enjoy!
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Series: Kismet
Title: Beautiful Goodbye
Main Pairing: Roy Foreman/Jay Cummings
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Roy Foreman:
He wants to see me without a mask. I don’t really wear much of one. Since I can easily get into other people’s heads, I prefer to leave myself pretty much open too. If I don’t, things get too easy. I prefer people to see me when I come at them. It makes it more fun.
It’s why I fucked Jay the first night I met him.
I know he can’t see me perfectly with his blurred vision but he watches me nonetheless.
“Go get your contacts.”
“That would be a problem.” He rolls his eyes at me.
Sarcastic words flow into my mind from his. //I may not be blind but how do I make sure I pull out a box of contacts and not something else, idiot.//
A smirk curves my lips.
“No need to get all snippy at me.” I stand from my seat and watch him rise as well.
He follows me into the bedroom and I easily find the pack of contact lenses. He snatches them from my hand and storms off into the bathroom. I laugh under my breath and head back to the living room.
Jay Cummings:
I stare at my blurry self in the mirror and move closer so I can see. It takes me a few minutes, and a few pained tears, before they’re finally in. I hate contacts. Glasses are just easier. Well...not when I’m fighting but still.
Sighing at the situation I’ve found myself in, I decide to head back to the bedroom I woke up in. It’s been a bad couple of days and I just need to sleep. My brain will function properly tomorrow. I’ve slowly been letting my guard down around Roy and that needs to stop. For all I know he can be lying to me. Maybe his team is fighting my team right now. What if they need me?
I have to find a way out of here.
In the morning.
I walk over to the side of the bed without the ashtray and remove my suit jacket and dress shirt. I don’t want to be in any state of undress in this place but it’s just really uncomfortable to sleep with a shirt on. I crawl under the blankets and focus on sleeping before I remember that I have contacts in.
“Damnit.”
“You can sleep with them in.” I sit up quickly and glare at the intruder. “They’re specially made.” He shrugs as he walks over to the bed.
Oh God...I was hoping to be asleep before he came in. I’ll be wide awake all night now.
“I could always make you black out.”
“If you do that, I will kill you.” I glare at him for a second longer before falling back to the bed and turning away from him.
I hear him chuckle lightly before the bed shifts under his weight. I clench my eyes tightly shut and will myself to sleep. I think of sheep. They have numbers on them. I don’t even make it to ten before I grow annoyed at that idea.
How the hell am I supposed to sleep with him behind me, half-nude?! It startles me how easily I can picture his scarred chest and abs moving calmly while he sleeps.
Oh God!
I can now feel his hard body pressed against mine. Feel him moving inside of me...
Since when did my imagination become so R-rated?
Maybe I should just go and sleep on the couch...
Before I can convince myself to move from the comfortable bed, an arm snakes around my waist. My entire body goes rigid.
“Relax.”
The hand slowly moves down my stomach and palms my awakening erection. I bite back a moan that I can’t let escape.
“Stop holding back. Trust me.”
“Yeah right.” My voice is strained.
“Have I ever actually lied to you?”
He does have a point.
The hand slips under my pants and wraps easily around me. I arch into the touch and let out a blissful sigh. He starts moving slowly up and down and I match his strokes. I just can’t seem to stop myself. It just...it feels so good.
“Trust me.” His whispered words repeat next to my ear.
It would be so easy to do just that...
“I can’t!” I forcefully drag myself from the bed and stand before him shaking slightly.
Images of my past threaten to surface but before they can get out I lock them away and leave the room.
Roy Foreman:
What was that? This is the first time he’s ever actually freaked out like that. And what were those memories he hid from me. I didn’t even have time to see a single one.
I guess there really is more to my little necro than I thought. And here I was thinking that my Telepathy gave me all the answers I needed.
Rage suddenly fills me.
Someone must have hurt him bad. Trust issues are the biggest things to fight off. I’ve always just taken him. Why did I ask for his trust this time?
~~~
I know it's kinda short but even in the editing process I just couldn't find a good way to make it longer. So it will stay this short.
See you all next week!
Second, I'm in the process of moving and work is make me actually WORK for a change so I've been kinda busy. However, I have managed to finish writing and editing BG! I will post a chapter a week, usually Sat. or Sun.
Thirdly, I edited the first three chapters. And I mean edit as grammar mostly. And added a few sentences here and there that didn't make sense. XD
Anywho, enjoy!
~~~
Series: Kismet
Title: Beautiful Goodbye
Main Pairing: Roy Foreman/Jay Cummings
~~~
Roy Foreman:
He wants to see me without a mask. I don’t really wear much of one. Since I can easily get into other people’s heads, I prefer to leave myself pretty much open too. If I don’t, things get too easy. I prefer people to see me when I come at them. It makes it more fun.
It’s why I fucked Jay the first night I met him.
I know he can’t see me perfectly with his blurred vision but he watches me nonetheless.
“Go get your contacts.”
“That would be a problem.” He rolls his eyes at me.
Sarcastic words flow into my mind from his. //I may not be blind but how do I make sure I pull out a box of contacts and not something else, idiot.//
A smirk curves my lips.
“No need to get all snippy at me.” I stand from my seat and watch him rise as well.
He follows me into the bedroom and I easily find the pack of contact lenses. He snatches them from my hand and storms off into the bathroom. I laugh under my breath and head back to the living room.
Jay Cummings:
I stare at my blurry self in the mirror and move closer so I can see. It takes me a few minutes, and a few pained tears, before they’re finally in. I hate contacts. Glasses are just easier. Well...not when I’m fighting but still.
Sighing at the situation I’ve found myself in, I decide to head back to the bedroom I woke up in. It’s been a bad couple of days and I just need to sleep. My brain will function properly tomorrow. I’ve slowly been letting my guard down around Roy and that needs to stop. For all I know he can be lying to me. Maybe his team is fighting my team right now. What if they need me?
I have to find a way out of here.
In the morning.
I walk over to the side of the bed without the ashtray and remove my suit jacket and dress shirt. I don’t want to be in any state of undress in this place but it’s just really uncomfortable to sleep with a shirt on. I crawl under the blankets and focus on sleeping before I remember that I have contacts in.
“Damnit.”
“You can sleep with them in.” I sit up quickly and glare at the intruder. “They’re specially made.” He shrugs as he walks over to the bed.
Oh God...I was hoping to be asleep before he came in. I’ll be wide awake all night now.
“I could always make you black out.”
“If you do that, I will kill you.” I glare at him for a second longer before falling back to the bed and turning away from him.
I hear him chuckle lightly before the bed shifts under his weight. I clench my eyes tightly shut and will myself to sleep. I think of sheep. They have numbers on them. I don’t even make it to ten before I grow annoyed at that idea.
How the hell am I supposed to sleep with him behind me, half-nude?! It startles me how easily I can picture his scarred chest and abs moving calmly while he sleeps.
Oh God!
I can now feel his hard body pressed against mine. Feel him moving inside of me...
Since when did my imagination become so R-rated?
Maybe I should just go and sleep on the couch...
Before I can convince myself to move from the comfortable bed, an arm snakes around my waist. My entire body goes rigid.
“Relax.”
The hand slowly moves down my stomach and palms my awakening erection. I bite back a moan that I can’t let escape.
“Stop holding back. Trust me.”
“Yeah right.” My voice is strained.
“Have I ever actually lied to you?”
He does have a point.
The hand slips under my pants and wraps easily around me. I arch into the touch and let out a blissful sigh. He starts moving slowly up and down and I match his strokes. I just can’t seem to stop myself. It just...it feels so good.
“Trust me.” His whispered words repeat next to my ear.
It would be so easy to do just that...
“I can’t!” I forcefully drag myself from the bed and stand before him shaking slightly.
Images of my past threaten to surface but before they can get out I lock them away and leave the room.
Roy Foreman:
What was that? This is the first time he’s ever actually freaked out like that. And what were those memories he hid from me. I didn’t even have time to see a single one.
I guess there really is more to my little necro than I thought. And here I was thinking that my Telepathy gave me all the answers I needed.
Rage suddenly fills me.
Someone must have hurt him bad. Trust issues are the biggest things to fight off. I’ve always just taken him. Why did I ask for his trust this time?
~~~
I know it's kinda short but even in the editing process I just couldn't find a good way to make it longer. So it will stay this short.
See you all next week!