Nov 2, 2011
Antionette and I are just over on twitter talking about all things Jogan.
And we severely miss Stuart Road Trip and Camp Preston.
Come backkkkkkkkkk
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Antionette and I are just over on twitter talking about all things Jogan.
And we severely miss Stuart Road Trip and Camp Preston.
Come backkkkkkkkkk
Hello, everyone, I'm so sorry for the wait but I just realized I had another question I have to ask you!!
So what do you want them to do on the coastline?
Beach or do you want them to do something else? If something else, please give me suggestions!!
?
Coastline it is!
I'll try to have the next part up this weekend but I may not be able to. I'll do it as soon as I can, though, I promise!!!
Also - do you people KNOW WHERE CALIFORNIA IS? THEY HAVE TO GET THERE.
Should they continue along the coastline or go north?
They'll go into Texas either way but do you want them to go by the Gulf of Mexico or go up into Northern Texas?
Day 12
Day 12
Location: New Orleans, Louisiana
Note: The last ‘day’ technically happened from 2-6 or so in the morning, so it was TECHNICALLY Day 12 but I called it Day 11. :)
Another note: I don’t write smut. End of story.
Another another note: Sorry this chapter took so long! School caught up with me and slapped me repeatedly in the face, and I realized I’d bitten off more than I could chew as far as writing projects go. But anyway. Here we are. Let’s do this thing.
Logan bit Julian’s bottom lip, hands snaking lower and lower down Julian’s back, reaching the hem of his shirt and pulling it up. He ran his fingers across the skin at his new boyfriend’s lower back and sighed when Julian pulled away.
“Someone might walk by,” Julian whispered, hair tousled, breathless, eyes bright.
“Then let’s get into the room,” Logan breathed, slipping his hand into Julian’s back pocket and emerging with the room card between his fingers.
“What if Derek’s there?” Julian asked, still pressed up against the wall. Logan stepped toward the door and stuck the card into the lock. A green light blinked up at him and he looked at Julian.
“Sucks to be Derek.” He grabbed Julian’s hand and pulled him through the door roughly, and Julian practically slammed it behind him.
The room was dark, the only light coming through the crack in the curtains, casting a line of light on Derek’s bed.
Which was not empty.
“Told you,” Julian whispered.
As they both stepped closer, hands still intertwined, they could see that Derek was not alone. A trail of clothing lay across the floor from the door, over Julian and Logan’s bed, there was even a thong hanging on the tv and a pair of teeny, tiny shorts on the mini fridge door.
“Fantastic,” Logan murmured, and then he cursed very loudly.
This woke Derek and the girl up, and they both appeared from under the covers looking surprised and confused.
“Who’s that?” the girl asked.
“Your worst nightmare,” Julian whispered in Logan’s ear.
Logan rolled his eyes but laughed anyway. “You’re such a dork.”
“No seriously. Who are you?” the girl asked, sitting up even further so that Julian and Logan got a nice view of her upstairs.
Logan turned away, disgusted, and went to open the curtain just to bother Derek and the girl.
“Hey!” Derek sat up as Logan pulled the curtains open and grinned wickedly.
Even Julian shaded his eyes at the sudden brightness. Logan was back at his side in an instant, though, whispering, “That girl sure has a lot of…yeah.”
Julian cracked a smile and said, “Yeah, that’s the definition of ‘girl.’ Also. Derek was on Bourbon Street, what did you think was going to happen?”
“We can hear you,” Derek said, shading his eyes, annoyed. “Now can you leave?”
“No, we want the room,” Logan said loudly.
“Why do you want the room?” Derek asked, feeling around in the bed for his boxers.
“So we can have sex,” Logan said in a very matter-of-fact voice, the same one in which he’d said ‘I’m hungry, let’s have breakfast’ the morning before.
Derek stopped moving and just stared open-mouthed at his two best friends.
The girl, meanwhile, was very confused and looking between Julian and Logan. “Wait, aren’t you…” she said to Julian.
“Julian Larson? Yeah, I get that all the time. No, I’m not, I wish.” Julian laughed and the girl just shrugged.
“You can go,” Derek said to the girl, apparently in a trance, staring at Julian and Logan’s hands.
“But aren’t you going to--”
“No.”
She looked annoyed, then stood up and with as much dignity as she could (which wasn’t much), gathered her small pieces of fabric that barely passed for clothing and ran out of the room.
“You…” Derek was still just sitting there lamely, partly because he had no underwear on, and partly because he was metaphorically frozen with surprise.
“We want to have sex, could you leave?” Julian was annoyed, his free hand on his hip, his eyebrow raised, giving Derek his best ‘please. I’m Julian Larson. My fangirls could kill you with plastic spoons’ look.
“You want to what?”
Logan picked up Derek’s boxers from the floor and, as if he were playing Hot Potato, tossed them to Derek with as little contact with them as possible.
Derek pulled them on, not even making a single comment about the length of his equipment, which was a surprise to Logan and Julian and they were slightly concerned about what them being in a relationship would do to Derek.
“We want to have sex. Me and Logan. Logan and me.” Julian gestured between the two of them. “Now kindly fuck off.”
“But…you…” Derek stood up. “I…”
“Go do something, go buy yourself something nice, go find another room, go streak through the lobby, I don’t care.” Logan tossed him the room key. “Just don’t come back for at least a few hours.”
Derek scoffed. “You couldn’t hold out for a few hours.”
Logan raised a challenging eyebrow. “Don’t come back until five.”
“But it’s ten now-”
“Go.”
Derek knocked hesitantly on the door, but he heard no response. Sighing, he opened the door and stepped in cautiously, not wanting to walk in on his two best friends doing anything more than lying in the same bed.
And there they were.
Lying in the same bed.
Cuddling.
Derek would later say that he wanted to gag at the sight, but it was actually really…adorable. Logan’s arms were wrapped around Julian, and Julian had his face buried in Logan’s chest.
Derek smiled a little bit. So they’d both finally gotten their acts together.
He tiptoed over to them and watched them, both with little smiles on their faces, both looking more content than he’d ever seen them.
And then he pulled their pillow from under their heads and whacked them both across the face with it.
Because sweet moments can only last so long.
“We kissed,” Logan said, shrugging. “Now we’re…” He looked down at Julian, who bit his lip and looked up at Logan, and he looked so shy and vulnerable that Logan grinned at him and pressed his lips to the brunet’s. “Now we’re boyfriends,” he said to Derek.
-Day 12 of Stuart Road Trip
...SO!
NOW!
What should the happy couple (and Derek XD) do in New Orleans?
Any suggestions?
"It's for you."
...So I began reading Stuart Road trip about three hours ago.
I spent those three hours making noises, hugging my pillow and flailing like nobody's business in front of my computer screen. I love it.
I also love Derek. :]