Gettin' Busy

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Always a Fight || Elijah and Micah

Elijah tried to make himself stop crying. This was a ridiculous thing to be crying about. He should have been crying and making things worse, but he couldn’t help himself. He nodded against Micah’s chest, knowing that he was doing everything in his power to make things worse. Elijah was too, he was trying so hard. “Maybe…” He muttered, lifting his head but keeping his eyes on Micah’s chest. “Maybe I should look for a better job.” He loved bar tending, but it didn’t pay as much as other jobs. “I could get a second job and we could cut back on things.” His lip trembled and he captured it between his teeth. “I love you too, baby, so much. I just want to be with you. I don’t want to have to be with anyone else just to survive.” His voice squeaked and he sighed, resting his forehead on Micah’s shoulder. “What’s the point of being able to blow you under the table if you’re going to have someone else’s dick in you later that night?”

Micah hated that his lover seemed so upset with how their lives were going. He had always tried to keep himself positive, for both his and Elijah's sake, but lately things have begun to get harder and harder. He questioned day to day whether they would be able to afford their tiny apartment anymore or even their car. He knew that he would have to make sacrifices to make them both happy, even if that meant that he had to take the bus to work every day. But as far as he was concerned, he wasn't going to put either of them back in that place where they would have to be escorts once again. "We'll figure something out, baby. Promise." Micah smiled as he looked down for a moment, his hand stroking through Elijah's hair, "Well... you don't have to worry about that anymore. No one else gets my dick or my ass but you and that's the way I plan on keeping it the rest of my life."

Jealousy || Nolan and Ashton

"You could try, but I doubt you’d get very far." Ash replied, smirking at his husband before returning his kiss. He was still shaking somewhat, but he had calmed down for the most part. "But I’m not beautiful like you, so most people don’t try grabbing my ass. I hate that guy think they can take advantage of you. I’m going to have to start following you around constantly." Their money was delivered to them by someone who wasn’t the photographer, because he was probably crying in a bathroom somewhere, and Ashton was relieved that they could leave. "Yeah, let’s go home. I’m sure Atlas has pissed all over the house by now." He chuckled and led Nolan to the truck, opening the door for him before going around to get in the drivers seat and start it up.

"Mm you're just my knight in shining armor, aren't you?" Nolan teased as they began to walk outside and towards Ashton's truck - the same truck where they had built so many memories that would more than likely last the rest of his life. He smiled when he saw it, his eyes flashing to his lover for a moment before he opened the passenger door and got inside. "I certainly hope he didn't.. I'd rather not clean that up again." Nolan scrunched his nose as he turned his head to look at his husband. He still couldn't believe that he managed to convince Ashton that it was time to settle down somewhere and potentially start a family together - but he was certainly glad that he was. Their future was bright and Nolan really couldn't wait to see where they would go next, "Love you." Nolan said softly, his eyes looking into Ashton's.

Band Practice || Marco and Shiloh

"I think we know our own songs enough for it not to matter." Shiloh smiled softly, though it was hard not to let it fall when he thought about Colton. He was actually a little hurt that the older man had up and abandoned him here in this shit town the moment he found something shiny and new. An entire school year of sex, and turns out that’s all it was. "He was a jerk." Shiloh shook his head, leaning into Marco’s hold. He laughed softly at the comment and looked up at the Italian. "I didn’t, no. As much as he was a terrible person, the sex was really good, and I could never bring myself to push him away. Besides, even if I did, he wouldn’t listen to me. He’d probably just fuck me back into submission like always." Looking down, he shrugged and then looked back to Marco. "You won’t go back to Italy and stop talking to me because you find someone better, right?"

if Marco had been around when Colton was and he was as close to Shiloh as he was now, he probably would have found him and kicked his ass for hurting Shiloh like this. He frowned for a moment as Shiloh spoke and it sounded like this man manipulated Shiloh like the prick that he was. "He just sounds like a prick." Marco muttered quietly as he looked down at the blonde, a small smile finally breaking out across his features as he pulled the other boy closer to him, "No we'll always be friends and we'll always talk, even if I'm a world away." Marco's accent was thick as he spoke, his brown eyes staying on the other boy as he gently put his hand under his chin so that he could lift his head, "And that's a promise, okay?" Marco smiled, his eyes looking into Shiloh's blue ones.

Boyfriend Adventure || Rafael and Noah

Rafael couldn’t help but moan, his back arching into the touch of the other boy. Chills ran up his spine at the tweaking of his nipples, the sensitive skin growing hard. “Yeah, yeah, alright.” He muttered softly, his mind already falling hard into the path they were veering on. Rafael kissed him back hard, sealing their mouths together and allowing their tongues to dance together. His hand moved up Noah’s thigh until he reached his crotch, palming him through his pants without hesitation. They had been together so long now that he knew what was going to happen. “Not on the car…” He breathed as he broke the kiss, panting slightly. Rafael slid from the hood of the car to the ground, pulling his shirt up over his head in the process. “Grab the blanket, yeah?” The blonde smiled, waiting for his boyfriend to join him.

Noah moaned into their kiss, his tongue moving in perfect tandem with Rafael's until the blonde pulled away so that they could both catch their breath. He bit onto his lower lip gently when his lover gripped onto his cock, which was already straining in his pants, and he nodded his head eagerly. He waited until the other boy was off the hood of their car and he watched as his boyfriend lifted his shirt up and over his head, revealing his long and lean torso that he loved so damn much. He slid off the hood of the car and moved to the door, opening it and pulling out one of their big blankets. Noah closed the door and moved to the front of the car, his eyes scanning over the ground until he was satisfied with a relatively flat spot before he rolled it out, "Now... Strip. And lay on your stomach." Noah said softly, his eyes moving to the other boy as he pulled off his own shirt and began to work on his jeans.

We Have a Winner || Ethan and Dane

Dane didn’t tense at all through the kitchen, eyes forward, not giving a shit what anyone thought about him being in there. Once they got outside he let out a laugh. “Oh, it’s been so long since I’ve done something like this.” He turned his eyes on Ethan and nodded once. “That’s part of it, but a bigger part is the thrill of the stage and the adoring fans knowing every one of the lyrics that mean so much to you and the money. Holy shit the money.” Pulling a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, he pushed them onto his face and then touched the other’s shoulder. “Come on, there’s a great place a block from here. We can pick something up and go back to my hotel to eat. Then you can pick my brain all you like.” He spoke as if there was nothing unusual about his words, turning on his heel and heading down the street.

Ethan couldn't help the small smirk that crossed his features as Dane spoke and he was half tempted to make a comment how he was acting like every other celebrity but putting on those sunglasses. Instead he kept himself silent as he began to follow him down the street. He couldn't believe that he was about to get some cheap food and then hang out with a musician back at his hotel. He was fairly certain any girl would willingly kill him to be in his spot. "Oh trust me, I have plenty of questions to ask you." Ethan said with a bit of a smile as he looked around at some people who gave them a glance before they returned to what they were doing, "Do you ever get tired of all this?" Ethan couldn't help but ask, his eyes moving to Dane again, "Y'know.. of people, I guess."

Always a Fight || Elijah and Micah

Things had been difficult, but the one thing that hadn’t changed was how he felt about Micah. He was happy to be out of Solstice, to be out of that position of having to sleep with other people. He wanted things to work with Micah and him, he wanted it more than anything. It just…. wasn’t. A sigh left his lips as the other’s arms came around his waist, and he looked up, trying to keep himself from breaking down. He wasn’t the best in these situations. “When we moved, we were sure this was going to be easy. That we would have the money and we could start our life together.” Tears began to well in his eyes. “This isn’t working, Micah. We’re sinking so fast that I can barely catch my breath, and I can’t even sleep because I’m just waiting for someone to come and kick us out.” His voice broke slightly. “I can’t go back to that life, I just want to be with you.” He turned around and buried his face in Micah’s chest, sobbing softly.

Micah wanted things to work between the two of them. He knew that starting out it was going to be rough, since they practically didn't have to pay for a thing while they worked at solstice. But now they were struggling and Micah hated seeing his boyfriend being so upset about it all. He wanted Elijah to be happy and he was beginning to worry that he wasn't the one that could make him happy. He frowned slightly as Elijah turned around and began to cry in his arms and he wrapped them tighter around his shoulders, his cheek resting on the top of Elijah';s head as he let out a soft sigh, "We won't go back to that life, baby. I promise you that." Micah whispered, one of his hands moving to lace through the other boy's curly hair, "I won't ever make us go back there unless we own that place... I'll ask for a raise and maybe I'll make a bonus or something this year. I've been doing well at the table so I know there is something in it for me... Just... I love you, Elijah. I know it's hard but we'll be okay." Micah whispered, his lips pressing gently against his lover's temple.

Jealousy || Nolan and Ashton

Ashton wasn’t going to stop, he didn’t want to, but hearing Nolan speak to him tended to calm him down. A sigh left his lips. “You’re lucky he’s here. So lucky.” With that, he shoved the man back slightly, releasing his shirt as he did so. “Now, get my baby boy what you owe him so I can take him home and make sure you never see him again.” The photographer didn’t seem keen on arguing, walking away to do as he was told. Ashton’s blue eyes returned to his husband and he saw the look on his face and he sighed again. “Please don’t get mad at me, baby. You know I can’t help it. Besides, if this was a few years ago he wouldn’t be in one piece anymore.”

Nolan was thanking the gods above that Ashton finally stopped and backed off away from the photographer. He knew how his husband's temper could get and he knew that it wouldn't have taken much for him to beat the other man into the ground. But the last thing he wanted was Ashton to be in trouble and the other man looked like just the type to cause them too much shit in their life. Nolan lifted his head to look up at the other man, his frown staying on his features for a few moments before he let out a soft sigh, "Sometime I'm going to be the one that kicks your ass..." Nolan teased as he got up onto his toes to press a kiss to the other man's lips, "Oh and if anyone touches your ass? I'd punch them before I said anything. Just keep that in mind." Nolan teased again, trying to make the situation a little bit more light hearted before he began to drag his husband away, "Let's go back home, c'mon."

Band Practice || Marco and Shiloh

"Being lazy sounds like a good idea to me. Work is overrated. We can always just wing it at the gigs." He laughed and looked over at Marco when he commented on him being pretty. Biting his bottom lip, he looked back down. "He’s like two years older than me, and he only liked me because I did his homework and when I was tutoring him he could fuck me whenever he wanted because he knew I wouldn’t fight back." Shiloh rolled his eyes, returning his eyes to Marco. "That bastard took my virginity in a locker room, you know. It was the most unromantic shit to ever happen. But thanks to him I know my way around a guy, so I guess I owe him something."

"Winging it is good sometimes but not so much others... If we aren't being paid much, we can definitely just go with the flow." Marco shrugged his shoulders as he listened to the other boy speak about Colton. He had never gotten the full scoop on what had happened in that little relationships but he had to admit that it was pretty fucked up with how the other man treated his friend. Marco let out a soft sigh, a hand reached up to push through his hair before he slung his arm around Shiloh's shoulder and he pulled him in close, "That's fucked up..." Marco said softly, his eyes moving down to look at the blonde, "Well, you don't have to worry about me taking anything of yours in the locker room. Unless that's what you wanted, of course." Marco winked, his brown eyes staying on the blonde for a moment before he sat back up slightly, "So you ever tell him to fuck off or...?"

We Have a Winner || Ethan and Dane

Dane waited patiently for the boy to join him in the bathroom, sitting on the pretentious granite counter they had surrounding the sinks. Once they were together again, he hopped down, straightening out his shirt. “Alright, so there’s a back exit through the kitchen. We’re going to go that way, because if they see me they will follow me. Once we leave the bathroom, the kitchen door is down the corridor to the left, and then just follow me, alright?” Patting the boy on the shoulder, Dane pushed the bathroom door open, looking for anyone that might give him away. “The trick is to walk like you belong there. Don’t stop for anyone, don’t look nervous or out of place. Just look at my back and follow me, nothing else.” With that, he left the bathroom and began to walk.

Ethan wasn't even sure what to think at this point. Everything seemed to be happening so fast that all he could do was nod his head and hope to god that he was at least doing it right. He bit his lower lip for a moment before he followed the man out of the bathroom, trying to match the confidence that Dane was exerting off. He could feel everyone's eyes on the both of them, especially when they went into the kitchen. For a moment he glanced to his side to see their waiter staring at them, his jaw somewhat dropped as if he couldn't believe his eyes that Dane had graced them all with his presence. But it was only a matter of seconds before they were out the back exit and Ethan let out a breath of air that he had no idea he had been holding, "So is that what it's like to be a celebrity? Avoiding the hell out of security and the paparazzi?" Ethan asked, one of his blonde brows perking up in curiosity.

Boyfriend Adventure || Rafael and Noah

Rafael couldn’t help but moan as fingers curled into his hair, a weakness of his. Then there were fingers on his stomach and he shuddered, pushing his hands beneath Noah’s shirt and grabbing hold of his sides. He took a deep breath once the kiss broke, his head tilting as Noah pushed his mouth against his neck, a smile touching his lips. “I love you too, baby.” Rafael said softly, his hands moving up to the other’s ribs and onto his chest, exploring his warm skin and toned muscles. Noah was so hot, it was truly unfair. A gasp broke from his lips as the other boy marked him, and he moaned softly. “If you keep this up we’re going to miss the sunset.” Rafael purred, putting one of his hands on Noah’s upper thigh and squeezing it.

The moment Rafael's hands began to move under his shirt, Noah was releasing a soft moan of his own. The hand that was beneath his boyfriend's shirt moved higher so that he could pinch one of his nipples between his thumb and forefinger gently. He rolled it between the two digits until it was hard before he moved to the other, all the while his lips were firmly sealed against his lover's neck. He let out a soft laugh at his boyfriend's words and he pulled away just enough so that he could look into those blue eyes that he had come to love so much, "Maybe that's what I want... We can watch the sunset tomorrow night. And maybe even the sunrise?" Noah suggested as he leaned in to kiss the other boy again, his tongue moving easily into his mouth. Sometimes he just couldn't help himself around Rafael - he was beyond gorgeous and he questioned sometimes whether the blonde knew just how beautiful he was.

Band Practice || Marco and Shiloh

"I could never forget." Shiloh replied, smiling softly. Marco was definitely his best friend, even if they hadn’t known one another long. The Italian had drawn him in from the first moment they met and they had so much to talk about. Things were just easy with him. "That’s true. We could always just do an acoustic version. I bet your voice sounds great with just a guitar behind it." He was smiling, but it fell slightly at the mention of Colton. Shi’s eyes fell to his lap. "Uh, no, we don’t. He’s found himself a much more interesting twink at his college to push around. That ship has sailed."

Marco knew that Shiloh and a kid name Colton had a thing, but he never thought to ask him about it once the other boy graduated and went off to college. He just assumed that they kept things going, but sometimes his assumptions were wrong. "Yeah we can do some acoustic stuff or we can just hang out and be lazy most of the day." Marco suggested, the corners of his lips curling up slightly as his friend told him that he wasn't seeing Colton anymore. One of his brows perked in interest and he shrugged his shoulders slightly, "I don't know... You are pretty twinky. I don't know how he could not be interested in you." Marco grinned, gently nudging his friend's shoulder as he did. Of course he was attracted to Shiloh but he had never acted on that attraction on fear of splitting the band up.

Jealousy || Nolan and Ashton

"No, hold on, baby. This asshole looks like he’s got something to say to me." Ashton stood still even with the press of hands on his chest. He was solid, unmoving. When he was angry, nothing got in his way. "What is it, man? You’re just dying to call me a fucking redneck, aren’t you? Comment on how much of a neanderthal I am? Go ahead. God, I’m begging you, please say something that gives me a chance to wipe that stupid fucking look off your face." The photographer began to look much more intimidated than snobby, but instead of just looking away from the couple, he scoffed, as if Ashton weren’t being serious. It wasn’t hard for the country boy to get past his husband, fingers wrapped into the front of the man’s 100 dollar shirt and he pulled him close. "You get off on thoughts of your model’s, don’t you? There’s just something about putting your scrawny hands on things that don’t belong to you that gets you all kind of hard, I just know it." Ashton’s eyes flashed. "I suggest that the next time you feel up one of your clients, you make sure his husband isn’t twice your size and more than gladly willing to kick your stupid ass all over this room."

Nolan let out a frustrated sigh as his husband easily moved him out of the way and then he approached the photographer. Of course he loved when Ashton got all possessive like this, but he would have preferred he waited until he had the money in his hand before beating the guy into a bloody pulp. He glanced down at the floor as Ashton grabbed the man and he pushed a hand through his hair for a moment before looking back up at him, "Ashton, stop." Nolan pleaded quietly as he looked from the photographer and to Ashton before he stepped forward to grab onto Asthon's arm and shaking it slightly so that he would let the man go, "He isn't worth your time, babe. You know damn well he can't have what you have, so he'll just have to jerk off to his pictures later while you get the real thing." Nolan tempted. He wanted to drag his husband out of this place so that they could get back home and he could help his husband relax more.

Always a Fight || Elijah and Micah

"We had to change the tires on the car, remember?" Elijah pushed his fingers through his curly hair, trying to keep himself calm as he thought about it. Things had been very stressful and he had seen the effect it was having on Micah. "Not to mention the booze you bought to throw that ridiculous get together." He knew that Micah had friends at Solstice and that he wanted to impress people. But they didn’t have the money for that. They weren’t living for free anymore, being fed for free, they were independent and it was hell. "Yeah, that’s good news. Let’s just hope he comes through this time." Elijah pushed his chair back, standing up from the table and walking into the kitchen.

Micah let out a soft sigh when Elijah brought up what they spent a majority of their money on this month. He knew that he was still a little mad that he had decided to throw a get together, but it was hard for him to let go of his roots - especially since the owner of Solstice was the closest thing that he had for a dad. Micah was just too damn proud to ever ask for a hand out from him, even though he was fairly certain that the old man would provide him with anything he wanted... on the condition they move back to the hotel. "Sorry..." Micah said quietly as he followed his boyfriend into the kitchen, his hands easily slipping around his waist and pulling him back against his body, "He should... Pretty much a dad to me and I haven't asked him for a handout too many times." Micah whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the shell of Elijah's ear.

We Have a Winner || Ethan and Dane

Dane sat back, crossing his arms over his chest. “Oh yeah, they aren’t very bright.” He chuckled, looking over at them. They were meant to keep him safe from people that wanted to get to him, or people that didn’t like him, but they really just made life boring. After a moment, a waiter came over, and Dane picked up both menus and shoved them in his direction. “We will have whatever the chef recommends.” He said in his best posh voice. “Go on then, I do not like to be kept waiting!” Just like a spoiled pop star. Once the intimidated waited scurried off, he winked at Ethan and stood up. One of the guards stepped toward him, but he held up a hand. “I’m just going to the toilet, I’ll be back in a minute. Stay here and guard…” He pulled his chair closer. “This chair.” And with that he made his way toward the bathroom.

Ethan nodded his head as he watched the waiter come closer to them and he couldn't help the small grin that was laced across his features as Dane ordered them what was probably the most expensive thing on the menu. If only they knew that they'd be handing out the food to an empty table once they got back. Ethan waited for a moment as Dane got up and left for the bathroom and he glanced at the security guards for a moment before he too stood up and cleared his throat, "I'll be right back too. Just.. do what he said." Ethan said awkwardly as he slipped past them, but they didn't really to pay him any more. He followed Dane into the bathroom and once he was inside of it, he let out a soft chuckle, "Okay, so now what? We just walk out?" Ethan asked, his head tilting slightly, "I've never done this at a high scale restaurant.. But with you being a celebrity, I'm sure they won't stop you."

Boyfriend Adventure || Rafael and Noah

"I think we should set up the blanket. We have more room to stretch out that way and I don’t have to sleep on top of you for the most part." He laughed softly, enjoying the warmth that Noah provided him with. They had been together for a while now, and he adored the brunette more than he could possibly say. Even if he was a southern boy from America. Looking up when his head was tilted, his eyes met Noah’s and he smiled gently at the sight of him, only to have his lips captured. Rafael shut his eyes as they kissed, pressing back into it as it was deepened. His head tilted slightly to one side and he rubbed his tongue against Noah’s, his fingers curling into his boyfriend’s shit to pull him closer.

Noah nodded his head in agreement, his eyes moving up to the sky for a moment - as if that was any sort of way to judge whether it was going to rain or not. He was fairly sure they'd be dry - at least from the rain - so he was more than okay with sleeping under the stars again. Noah's free hand moved up Rafael's arm and into his blonde hair as they kissed, his fingers tightening in it gently as their tongues moved against one another and Noah made sure to press himself even closer than he already was to the other boy. He gently slipped his fingers free from Rafael's so that he could move down to the hem of his shirt, his fingers easily moving up into it so that he could feel over the smooth muscles that adorned his boyfriend's abdomen. He pulled back from the kiss briefly just so that he could get a breathe of air before he moved down to kiss and nip at his neck, "Mm love you..." Noah whispered softly, his lips attaching to his favorite spot just beneath his ear before he began to suckle and nip at it in hopes of marking him once again.

Boyfriend Adventure || Rafael and Noah

"Close to an hour." Rafael said softly, looking over as Noah climbed up on the car next to him. He leaned into his arms happily, nuzzling into his boyfriend’s shoulder. "It was worth it, though. This place is gorgeous. I think it’s the perfect place to spend the night, don’t you?" His blue eyes reflected the sun that was setting over the horizon. "Just the two of us." With a smile he took one of Noah’s hands, lacing their fingers together before bringing it up to kiss the back of it.

Noah smiled as Rafael nuzzled into him and seemed to get comfortable in his arms. He couldn't help but to turn his head and press a soft kiss into the other boy's blonde hair before he relaxed onto the car himself. "Sounds good to me. We want to sleep in the car or set up a blanket or something outside for the night?" Noah asked softly, his free hand gently stroking along his lover's arm as he watched as Rafael laced their fingers together. His teeth gently bit down onto his lower lip before he released it a second later, his hand easily moving the both of theirs so that he could tilt Rafael's head up just enough so that he could press their lips together. His tongue easily moved past the soft petals of Rafael's lips and into his mouth, seeking for a moment to deepen it and show the other boy just how much he cared about him - and desired him.

We Have a Winner || Ethan and Dane

Dane looked over the menu himself, already knowing what he would get just from habit. He always had to eat at places like this because he had the money, so why not? Hearing what Ethan had to say, though, gave him an entirely different idea. Setting the menu down, he leaned across the table some and lowered his voice so the security nearby couldn’t hear. “What’s say we order an appetizer and then excuse ourselves to wash our hands before it comes.” He suggested, a mischievous sparkle in his eye. “Then we can sneak out and hit a burger place. What do you say?”

Ethan was a little confused when Dane seemed to put down the menu and then lean across the table towards him. He himself moved a little closer so that he could hear what the musician was saying and he couldn't help the small smirk that began to tug on the corners of his lips. He had to hold back the laugh that was threatening to escape at Dane's suggestion but he merely nodded his head and sat back up, his blue eyes staying on him, "That sounds good to me." Ethan's head tilted slightly, his eyes flashing from the security guards and then back to the other man, "Think they will fall for it?"

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