#resentcndremember

[kclina-blog]

it was weird, you know? jay being on the GOOD side of the glass. the one where people were free to come and go, plus buy some snacks or drink some shitty coffee -- jay’s done both by now. this time, jay wasn’t the one waiting to be on this side, to finally have freedom bestowed upon him again and it was only by luck that he wasn’t in there too. last night was fucking wild. best party he’s ever been to and that’s saying a lot, coming from him. 

when the cops showed up, jay managed to slither away undetected, which was odd considering the LOUD outfit he wore; a speedo and a bright hawaiian shirt. you could literally see him a mile away and that’s why it was pure luck that he flew under the cops’ radar. unfortunately, francis wasn’t one of the lucky ones & he was blessed to receive the call -- the ONE phone call he could make to come pick him up. 

he’d been standing up at the front, asking when francis would finally be released because it’s been FUCKING HOURS since they said that it would be ‘just a minute’. what fucking bullshit that was... anyway, he saw francis when he was flirting with the secretary, just to bide some time and give him some amusement, and started to make out with the glass. probably not the best idea because fuck knows when that was cleaned last. the secretary banged against the glass, causing jay to pull away and laugh, moving to the doorway to greet his companion with open fucking arms, like he was some white trash jesus. 

“ come join me on the side of freedom! ” jay shouted out obnoxiously & on purpose, for that matter.

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[kclina-blog]

“I love seeing you covered in my marks…” (from francis.)

jay stood in the gym, eyeing francis as he spoke and mentally recalling how many times today that people have commented on the marks left on jay’s body. his neck, chest and shoulders had scattered marks but they couldn’t see what was beneath his shorts – there were more there. 

that’s one thing that jay loved about francis; they could be fucking animals with each other. scratch marks, bruises in places where they gripped too hard and marks for days. jay fucking loved it. it was possessive and territorial in a way that jay never indulged in much in the past but they both seemed to feed off of it now that they crossed that barrier from friends to something more. 

“ some of them are fading, huh? ” he pointed to two that were just above his hip, on his side that lacked the prominence that some of the others held. the fresh marks from last night when they actually broke the fucking bed. “ guess someone isn’t doing their job right… shame, isn’t it? ” a clear challenge was extended to the other and he knew francis well enough to know that he wouldn’t just let that slide. “ c’mon, cowboy. you got work to do. ” jay said as he backed away, still facing the other but then disappeared into the back where the showers were, knowing francis wouldn’t be far behind.

[kclina-blog]

jay was always in great spirits after a battle has been fought and won in the cage. there was nothing like it and honestly, no drug could bring him the same high he got when he was in the cage -- needless to say, he’s always chased it and never really gotten that perfect cocktail that he desired. 

outside of the cage, there was a different battle going on. something only jay was privy to; his budding attraction to francis. things like this didn’t come around very often ( things meaning men ) and it was even rarer that jay acted on it. it took him a while to understand the reason why francis’ looks would sometimes linger and okay, he wasn’t dumb or blind but maybe it had to do with the fact that his own looks would linger on the other. 

jay was fascinated by francis, making it more than just something based on looks, which would’ve faded away by now. no... francis was able to do something that very few people ( male or female ) have ever been able to accomplish. that’s why after this fight, jay knew that it was time. it was time to make a move and step over the line of friendship and into territory that was unsure but very exciting. 

he was fresh from the shower, wearing only a pair of shorts when he came out to find francis sitting in the chair by the pool in his back yard. maybe there was something about the light reflecting off the water that was hitting francis just right or maybe it was the moonlight having a similar effect. perhaps it was something to do with how casual and... at home, francis looked -- another thing that was hard to do with jay because he tended to keep a fast pace and not many could keep up with him. honestly, no one should but there francis was and jay was just.. TAKEN.

or maybe the special brownie he got from mac had a hand in this. at any rate, everything was aligned just right and jay straddled his lap in that chair as if it was the normal thing to do. francis doesn’t falter with jay’s advance and instead, tosses back one of his own. on the outside, jay appears everything calm, cool and collected but on the inside, he was a bundle of nervous energy afraid of rejection. even when he wasn’t rejected, that fear was still prominent but started to soothe away when his companions lips met his neck. 

jay practically melted against him, baring his neck to encourage the other to continue further. one hand gripped onto the back of francis’ neck while the other tangled in his hair just above. a breath of relief left him and he rolled his hips back, signaling that he was finally on the same page. then he heard francis’ voice and a shiver rolled up his spine in the best way possible. “ i’d say you’re on the right path, tiger. ” he murmured lowly by his ear and closed his eyes, ready to touch, feel and taste rather than think. 

after a few minutes of touching francis in mostly innocent ways; scrape of blunt nails against his scalp, pulling his hair when his tongue would hit the right spot on his neck, jay’s teeth grazing the shell of francis’ ear -- he pulled back just enough to pull a baggie from his pocket, procuring another brownie. “ want some? ” why not vibe together? 

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