Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Reminiscient Eulogy ❯ Reminiscient Eulogy ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Black Hylia 
Characters OOC for their battling emotions
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.07.2004 | Updated On: 08.14.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.0K | Visits: 856 | Status: Completed
Characters OOC for their battling emotions
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.07.2004 | Updated On: 08.14.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.0K | Visits: 856 | Status: Completed
Black Hylia: Greetings and salutations, and welcome to the revised edition of 'Reminiscient Eulogy'
Sanzo: Because the other one sucked ass.
Black Hylia: Correct! Anyways! Disclaimers!
Kougaiji: She, in no way, shape or form, owns FAKE. It respectfully belongs to its ingenious creator.
Sanzo: As much as the idiot would LIKE to own it, all she can do is write horrible fanfics in order to quell her rampaging fantasies.
Black Hylia sarcastically: Yeaaaaah, thanks...
Kougaji: Everyone likes rampaging fantasies! Especially the kinda that involve yaoi!
~(Yes, I've made Kougaiji-sama bisexual. It all works out for the best, don't you think?)~
Sanzo: Well, most people at any rate. *Receives quizzical looks from Black Hylia and Kougaiji* Um... You heard nothing!! *Runs off*
Black Hylia: Oooo-kay. Anyways...
Kougaiji: *grabs remote* Let's start the show!
REMINISCIENT EULOGY
"What the hell do you mean you've been assigned to a case without me?!" boomed the voice into the phone, the hand grasping it turning white at the knuckles from sheer force.
"Now, now, call down." Ryo laughed nervously, trying to calm his temperamental lover. "It's just for a week, no big deal." From the other end of the phone, the blonde waved his hands as if to keep from magically appearing before him and coming near him. Dee was not a pleasant person when he was upset.
"No big deal?! This means I'm not going to get to see you for a fucking week! I can't date my damn hand for an entire week!"
"Like hell you can't. You spent two years doing just that before we got together." When Dee did not respond, Ryo took it as a sign of victory. "I'll call you later, Dee! I have to go. Rose wants to go over some of the evidence, and I need to get down to the pricin- Oops."
"Rose is there too?!?! I thought it was just you and Drake!!"
That nervous laugh again..."Heheh...Well, he just kind of sprung it on us last minute."
"Don't 'heheh' me! What the hell kinda crap is this?!"
"I have to go, Dee." Ryo stated hurriedly. "Tell JJ, because he's most likely right behind you, try to leave you one piece. Bye. Love you!"
"Ryo! Don't you dare hang up on-" The click of the severed connection interrupted his sentence.
"I believe the word you're looking for is 'me'."
Before the raven-haired detective had an opportunity to turn, he was slammed full force into the ground as the blue-eyed male tackled him to his office floor. Managing to turn around in the vice grip, smoldering green eyes glared viciously at the shorter male who was currently nuzzling into him as if he were some sort of child's stuffed animal. He tried to pry JJ off, but the man was deceptively strong for his size, only managing to shove him further down his body. Dee's eyes widened as his entire body took note of just where JJ was now nuzzling. Surpressing a groan as he imagined it to be Ryo supplying such treatment, he tried to vocalize his need for space.
"JJ, get hell off of me!" He curtly nodded, fully proud of himself for delivering the order as he wanted to.
Nuzzling cast aside, the pale blue-haired man kept his position, side of his face still pressed against the older man's crotch. "Why should I, Dee-sempai? You seem to be enjoying yourself..."
"Like hell I'm enjoying myself, you annoying little bra- AH!" he shouted, tossing his head back as JJ's mouth clamped over his clothed erection, delivering a hot gust of air upon his already heated organ. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" His voice came out husky, and he glared at his long time 'friend', only to find his nerve wavering as a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes regarded him.
"Reminiscing." The man, who almost appeared child-like, smiled and rested his head back on Dee's lap.
"JJ, get off." His voice was stern enough to get JJ's attention. "Don't be like this now."
JJ sighed deeply and removed himself from Dee. Heading down the hall, he made his way back to his office.
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A loud sigh echoed down the halls of the NYPD 27th precinct, papers shuffling and being crumpled, a coffee mug sounding as it slammed against the wooden desk. Green eyes scanned over the pieces of evidence lying on the table, delicately memorizing each configuration, and trying desperately to connect the last piece. This case was close to being cracked, and he could almost smell the bonus that it would roll in.
"If I could figure out this last damn piece!!" He slammed his fists onto the desk, sending the coffe mug crashing to the floor and its contents spilling out. Regarding the spilled coffee for moment, Dee shrugged, deciding he would clean it up later or simply leave it there to set in. "Rose would hate that." It was decided- let it stain. Gazing at the clock, which read 2:17, Dee decided a break was in order. Slamming his pencil down, he scooted away from his desk and headed out his office door. He had been left to go back over the evidence in case he and Ryo had missed something earlier, but he couldn't find a damn thing which was seriously starting to piss him off.
Upon reaching the vending machines, he rumaged through his pockets for some spare change. Finally gathering enough for a drink and a snack, he placed the money in the machines and retrieved his foodstuff. Setting his can of pop on the filinf cabinet next to the machines, he set to work on opening the bag of cookies which refused to be opened. Gnawing at the plastic didn't work, so he attempted the next best thing- simply ripping the bag to shreds. That of course, did not fare well, and he 'hmph'ed as switched the bag's place with the can of pop. A crinkling came from behind him, and he turned sharply to see JJ standing with his open bag of cookies. Snatching the bag from the shorter male, he laughed triumphantly as if he himself had opened it.
"How do ya like THAT, bag?" He turned to JJ and regarded his dismal expression. "What's the matter- got cramps?"
"Dee-senpai, we need to talk."
Taking a sip of his drink and scarfing down some cookies, he inquired around a mouthful, "Yeah? What about?"
Blue eyes cast themselves to the ground. "Look, Dee, I know you and Ryo are together and everything, and I can't say that I'm happy about it."
"JJ-"
"No, hear me out." His eyes looked back to Dee's, his hands fisting themselves into the material of his jacket pockets. "I have come to accept the fact that I'll never be what you want in a guy, it's just never going to happen."
Green eyes widened. Such a statement would NEVER come out of JJ. Suddenly, Dee became very serious. "JJ, I-"
"I just want to ask you one thing...."
"And what's that?"
"Can I have just one night?"
The question raced through Dee's mind. Just one night? JJ just wanted sex? Was that it? No, he wanted more, but knew he could not receive it. His eyes softened. However annoying, abrasive, smothering JJ was- he was still Dee's friend.
"Just one night? You want me for just one night?"
"No, I want you forever, but I know I cannot have that." Blue eyes looked up hopefully at green ones. "I just want to know if you'll let me have some part of my wish..."
The long pause Dee took was moving at an agonizingly slow pace, the silence almost deafening.
"Just one night?" Dee repeated, more to himself. He didn't feel that one night together would ever help JJ get over him, and it certainly wouldn't do to have Ryo find out about them. Dee needed to give this some thought, but the police department was definitely not the place to do that thinking. "Not here; let's go to my apartment." He made an attempt to head towards the parking garage, but his arm was stiffly taken hold of. Looking back, he saw those all-too-familiar azure eyes regarding him with that same joyous gleam they always held. "What?" he inquired sternly, trying to break free of the shorter man's hold. He stopped struggling as a hand was held to him. He blinked and, being the ever-slow-witted man he is, slapped the hand, giving JJ a high-five to which the pale man knocked him across the head for. "What the hell was THAT about?!" he shouted, holding his abused head.
"Take my hand."
Dee blinked at JJ's face and then at his hand, seemingly deciphering whether or not this was some trap he would be ensnared in.
"It's not acidic, Dee-senpai!" His smile grew enormous as Dee took his hand in his own. He pulled the detective down the hall. "C'mon, Dee-senpai!" he shouted cheerfully. He was eccstatic; Dee at last, after so long, had finally returned to him.
They walked hand-in-hand to Dee's and Ryo's apartment.
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"Dee?" JJ asked hesitantly. "Do you remember when we first met?"
Taking a chug of his beer, Dee warily eyed him before setting his drink down. "Yeah, I remember. It was at the firing range. You were there, showing off to everyone with your perfect aim and skill, while I was fumbling with the assault riffles."
JJ laughed as he looked back on that time. "You could barely hold the gun straight. So, me being the helpful I am, came up to you and offered to show you some pointers."
"You scared me so freaking bad I dropped the gun and shot myself in the foot." The raven-haired detective spoke with a certain bitterness at remembering the painful experiance.
"But at least you didn't do any real damage."
"...And you stayed with me the entire time I was in the infirmary."
Blue eyes gazed out the window. "I couldn't help it; I was attracted to you that second I saw you."
"And obviously I was too." Dee laughed as he spoke, attempting to lighten the mood.
".....Yeah....Was..."
"That was a long time ago, JJ." His hand idly ran through his own tresses, but stopped immediately as he spoke again. "Too long, in fact."
JJ's world crashed around him, and he knew it was his fault for getting his hope too high. That sentence pierced him, and he froze, his normally jovial eyes now pleading.
"But we can go back, just for this week- a day even." JJ stated, his ever-hopeful eyes finally looking back at Dee.
"I love Ryo."
JJ sighed deeply. "You used to love me." He sat up, staring into those green eyes he as he had done so many time before. "You remember; I know you do. I'm tired of this dance we do, Dee." His eyes became fierce. "One moment we're fighting, the next we're talking, and then suddenly we're like this. I don't want to have to guess what you're thinking all the time." His gaze did not waver from that of Dee. "Back at the academy, you and I... we were almost inseperable."
"That's because you followed me everywhere."
That had hurt the sniper. "You never told me to stop... You used to get be so happy when we were together..."
Dee had blocked a lot from his mind, and this was one of those things.
"Was I really like that?"
JJ nodded slowly. "Uh-huh. You would take my hand and we'd run to the cafeteria, we'd sit together just talking to each other until the place closed. You would laugh and talk, and I would listen to you for hours...."
"Things change, JJ. People come and go...."
"I know that, Dee, and we promised each other we would never just go away. You left, and...." It had been the most painful thing JJ had ever been put through to hear that Dee had just taken off after graduation without so much as a good-bye to the others, without even speaking to him. He could not stop the tears for months.
But he would not let Dee see how much it had affected his life. "If what you and I had is really over, then let me have this just once more- then I'll keep out of your love life from then on." Hopeful azure eyes gazed up at obstinate emerald ones.
Running a tanned hand through his tresses, Dee sighed heavily. "Fine, but just once more..." Ghosting his fingertips across JJ's cheek, he pulled him in for a kiss- soft and yielding in memory of what had once been.
JJ couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You...You mean...?" A warm hand ran over his cheek, fingertips tracing the cheekbone and jaw before being pulled into a soft kiss. Too stunned to move, he remained still as those soft lips pressed against his before pulling back, green eyes staring into his icy blue orbs.
"One night only."
Dee closed the space between them, pressing his lips firmly against those of JJ. He didn't want to think of it anymore, and JJ knew this, but both would have to forever live with the scars of what once was between them. Being together like this wouldn't solve or help matters, but it was JJ truly wanted, so he would do it for his former lover.
Moaning into the kiss, JJ wrapped his arms around Dee's neck, trying to pull him closer to his heated body. Tongue lapping at his lips, he parted them to allow Dee entrance to his mouth. Their tongues dueled, slithering against the other in a desperate attempt to win dominance. His hips bucked as Dee's tongue teased his own, stroking it before mapping out the line of his teeth and gums. Only when air became a necessity did they part. He couldn't help but to admire the soft flush to the other's cheeks, both soft panting from the rigorous battle.
"Let's take this to the bedroom."
Standing, they attempted to move into the large room, stopping halfway down the hall as Dee lifted JJ and pressed him against the wall, covering his mouth and once again raping his mouth. The tan officer broke the kiss and gasped as JJ frantically bucked his hips against him, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. A hot tongue flashed over his neck, eliciting a loud groan from his throat. He felt his arousal stir even more as teeth began nipping almost painfully at his neck only to moan as that tongue returned to give apologetic licks to his abused skin. One hand snaked up and pressed against JJ's shoulder, shoving him back forcefully.
"We-We have to get to the bedroom." Dee panted out, smirking as he felt JJ's arousal grow even harder. Leaning forward, he nipped at the shell of the other's right ear and whispered, "Patience is a virtue." to which JJ whimpered, pulling himself against his chest as Dee took off hurriedly down the hall and to his bedroom.
Kicking the door closed, Dee promptly tossed JJ onto the bed, moving to straddle him before forcefully pinning his arms above his head.
"De- mmph!" JJ's protest was effectively silenced as his lips were once again claimed in bruising kiss. Barring his mouth from entrance, he released a small chuckle as Dee whined pathetically from the lack of contact. This quirked his curiosity, and he slowly rose one knee to press against Dee's crotch, loving the way he tilted his head back with a moan. Dee was just as sensitive as he had ever been, and his smirked widened as Dee pressed against his knee, humping against it in pure deprivation. Attacking his neck proved to be just what Dee needed to snap back to reality, and JJ was violently shoved back into the bed.
"That was a dirty trick, you little tease."
"Oh? And what, might I ask, do you plan on doing about it?"
"This." Fetching the pocket knife from his pants, he pulled out the blade and drew it under JJ's shirt, slicing the fabric and ripping it from him.
"Dee! I got that shirt in LA!"
"So get a new one. It's not as if it was proper precinct attire anyway."
"That's not the point! I can't just- AH!" He screamed, sentence dying on his lips as Dee savagely attacked his left nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking before teasing it into a hard bud with the very tip of his tongue, listening to the airy moans that escaped those kiss-bruised lips. Fingers threaded through his hair, guiding him across the pale chest and to the other hardened nub. JJ arched his back, groaning as those talented lips danced across his skin. Flickering his tongue across the peaked flesh, Dee blew softly on the moisture, getting harder still as the room filled with soft gasps as he ground into those feminine hips, rubbing their clothed erections together in the most intoxicating way.
Finally feeling that JJ's chest had been given enough pleasure, he pulled back and regarded the writhing body below him. JJ was sprawled across the bed, panting heavily with hazed eyes, nipples hardened under sensation, and his chest heaving. Removing his own shirt, he gripped the back of the sniper's head as he brought his chest to those pliant lips, silently requesting the same treatment.
JJ was all too happy to comply as he took a dark nub into his mouth, nibbling softly while his hand worked the other- pinching, pulling, gaining stifled moans from the strong body towering over him. He knew the front of his pants were becoming damp and gasped loudly as Dee's leg brushed the wet fabric across his groin. Just as he was about to grind against that smooth leg, all contact was suddenly lost, causing him to whimper in abandonment. Sitting up, he watched as Dee slowly peeled off his clothing, revealing his flesh in agonizingly sluggish movements while standing in the center of the room. JJ's hand slowly kneaded his erection as Dee's tan backside came into view- a site he had not seen in a long while. And that grin Dee threw him over his shoulder made more aroused, if it was possible. Closing his eyes, he continued to please himself, throwing his head back and letting out a loud moan- imagining it was Dee’s hand giving the delicious torture.
The bed slowly dipped as Dee settled his weight onto the mattress, crawling over to his still-clothed partner and removing his hands from himself. Blue eyes opened to question him, and he merely shook his head in false disappointment.
“Can’t even wait until I’m done undressing?” Crawling atop the panting man, he purred in his ear and whispered, “Let’s see how hard I can make you before you scream…”
JJ shuddered, groaning at the mere thought of the agonizingly pleasurable events that would occur. Snaking a hand through Dee’s hair, he pulled him for a passionate kiss, prodding his lips for a much-needed taste and giving a relieved sigh when Dee finally allowed him entrance to his delicious mouth. Fingers tightening in that black hair, their tongues rubbed together madly, JJ thrusting his tongue in and out of Dee’s willing mouth in a poor reenactment of their many times together. He smirked against the detective’s mouth as he felt the other shiver against him, bringing his hands down to cup that tan ass, giving a rough squeeze.
Green eyes widened with a gasp before sealing shut as Dee moaned, tossing his head back to allow JJ to continue his work where he pleased. He was unable to decipher whether the purrs echoing through the room belonged to him or JJ but soon decided it made no difference as a hot tongue danced along the column of his neck, lips pressing against him in the most erotic fashion as his skin was suckled on- no doubt enough to leave a mark for him tomorrow. Grinding against the younger man, he came across that God forsaken barrier known as JJ’s pants. Growling aloud, he roughly shoved the pale man against the bed and took to work on removing the rest of the skin-blocking articles.
JJ gasped at the feeling of his skin being exposed to the cold air, arching his back as warm hands splayed over his chest, working his nipples to painful hardness. Blue eyes hazed as the delectable mouth returned with a vengeance and nearly shouted in pure ecstasy when his left nipple was nipped at and then taken between those succulent lips to be suckled on. He writhed, bucking wildly against Dee in a moaning attempt to get him to move on. Finally, he pushed Dee back, looking into hooded green eyes and softly whispering,
“Dee, please, just take me already.”
Dee smirked, taking hold of his wrists and pinning them to his sides. Moving down, he shot a look up at JJ who just groaned and closed his eyes, preparing himself for what he knew would be an onslaught. He chuckled, giving a puff of hot air to the blue-eyed man’s swollen shaft, causing him to gasp loudly and attempt to buck his hips into his mouth.
“Watch me, Jemmy.”
Slowly, JJ cracked his eyes open; Dee only addressed him as ‘Jemmy’ when he seriously wanted something.
When Dee was certain he had JJ’s full attention, he proceeded, taking the very tip of the quivering member into his mouth. He started a light sucking rhythm, bobbing his head and taking more of the length into his mouth each time he went down.
JJ arched his back off the bed, mouth agape in a moan as Dee molded his tongue to his shaft, sucking strength increasing each time he pulled up. He tried to pull the raven-haired male’s head back to him, but Dee’s grip on his wrist left unable to anything but moan and writhe beneath him, frantically trying to get more contact. When he felt a set of fingers massaging his testicles, he nearly screamed, feeling the most delicious pleasure being added behind them.
Dee, by this time, had pulled back to watch his squirming playmate, grinning sadistically as he watched the writhing man arch off the bed with a scream, buck his hip wantonly into his hand, and beg him for more pleasure. He could never get enough of that man’s begging- it made him harder than anything he had ever experienced.
“Tell me what you want, you little slut.” He demanded, bending forward and nipping at JJ’s ear. The sniper only managed to pant out incoherent words as Dee further teased the area behind his testicles. “What was that?” he asked deviously, using this to his advantage.
“P-Please…. Please! Take me now! ...Ooooh. Gods, Dee!” The hands finally pulled away, and JJ sighed in relief- he did not want to climax just yet. Resting his sweat-slicked body against the bed, he stared up at Dee who still had that smirk on his face. Two fingers were roughly pressed into his mouth.
“Suck.”
He did as told, tongue lapping at the digits within his mouth before sucking hungrily on them. He could faintly hear Dee moaning behind his own voice, the detective shuddering at the thought of the acts this was leading to and reenacting.
Retrieving his finger, Dee slowly slid down JJ’s writhing body and draped one of his pale, slender legs over his extended arm, fully exposing his entrance. He lightly trailed his moist fingers over the pucker of flesh, teasing the opening with only the slightest bit of friction. He knew, from many experiences, that it would not take long to prep JJ.
JJ vision went blurry as those fingers pressed into him, worming inside and against him. Flinching slightly, he forced himself to relax against the pain, now focused entirely on what those fingers were doing to his insides. They probed, wiggled, and flexed, reducing him to nothing more than a moaning heap upon the bed as he tried to further impale himself on the digits. He was about to shout at Dee to hurry when a spark of pure pleasure shot through his entire body. He gasped, fingers digging into Dee’s shoulders when he let out a yell. Those fingers began to thrust into him, mimicking what he so desperately wanted and hitting his sweet spot every time. He screamed Dee’s name, arching off the bed so far he was certain he would have back pains come morning. Suddenly, though, the fingers left him just as Dee’s skilled mouth had- just before he was about to orgasm. He couldn’t suppress the whimper that left his mouth, tears brimming his eyes from the sheer pleasure of it all. He could no longer feel Dee’s contact at all.
Dee was using JJ’s momentary haze to shuffle through the nightstand’s drawer, hurriedly searching for the tube of lubricant he and Ryo always stashed in there and nearly falling off the bed in the process. Finally coming across it, he sighed heavily and flopped the rest of himself back onto the bed, flipping open the lid and pouring a generous amount onto his lands. His hands moved over his own length, the slippery sensation enough to elicit a quiet whimper from him as he watched himself lubricating his length. Pale hands pressed against his shaft, and he nearly shouted at the cold sensation on his heated length, but suddenly found the temperature to be a welcome guest as he began thrusting into the ring of fingers. JJ’s hands worked his length to full erection, pumping him in time to his own thrusting- light at the head, firm at the base- knowing every way to make him as vocal as possible.
This wouldn’t last long at all if they kept this up.
Reluctantly, Dee pried JJ off him and laid him back on the bed, taking a leg in each hand and spreading them. This was how he remembered JJ- spread like an eagle, whimpering, and screaming like the little annoying bitch he was. How many nights were spent thinking of these moments? He couldn’t even count the number of times he had brought himself off just remembering the way JJ’s blue eyes would darken nearly to black in the heat of passion; the flush that sprung upon his cheeks while he screamed his name; the claw marks left on his back from when JJ scratched him as he climaxed; the scar from a childhood accident that was visible while JJ lie lax in his arms.
JJ’s impatient grunt managed to snap the tan detective back to reality. Eyes narrowing into focus on the ‘task at hand’, he hooked the pale legs onto his shoulders and gently grasped JJ’s right hip as he slowly guided his weeping erection into his opening. He felt JJ’s body become rigid, an event which occurred every time they had been together.
“How many times do I have to tell you to relax, Jem?” Finally feeling the muscles surrounding his elongated member loosen their grip he carefully slid the entire way in and in a throaty moan tossing his head back as his length was fully covered by the hot canal. “Yeesss…” he hissed, slowly bucking his hips toward the heat.
JJ squirmed, rocking against Dee in a frantic attempt to get him to speed things up. This proved efficient as Dee suddenly slammed into him full force, driving into that sweet spot that made stars dance across his vision.
“Dee!” he shouted, clutching wildly at those tanned shoulders in an attempt to quell the overwhelming pleasure.
The two bodies moved together in a sweat-slicked motion. Dee tried to slow his rhythm down, wanting to make this last but only managed to make JJ scream louder, which was not helping the situation.
“To hell with that!!” he shouted, letting inhibitions loose as he pounded frantically into JJ’s hot sphincter, panting heavily as he tossed his head back.
“Ah! Uh nnn oh!”
JJ’s pleasure spot was being hit each time, making him see spots as an overwhelming flood of pleasure washed over him. His hips humped forward, slamming back against Dee’s in time to his thrusts, making him hit his sweet spot from all angles.
Dee’s hips snapped wildly, thrusting harder into JJ with every motion, trying to delve deeper into that glorious heat. He gasped as his erection was squeezed firmly by JJ’s muscles, only barely slowing his pace.
JJ screamed, tears falling to the bed while his fingernails gashed Dee’s skin, the blood trickling down to stain the sheets. He felt his orgasm nearing, his hips bucking in an animalistic manner. He knew he couldn’t hold on any longer, and he let himself fall over the edge into an orgasmic oblivion.
“DEE!!”
This shout only added fuel to Dee’s fire as he gripped JJ’s hips with a bruising force, continuing to pound into his pale flesh. His orgasm was so close. He thrust in once, twice, thrice…
“RYO!!” He came, spilling his seed into his former lover with a howl. His energy spent, he collapsed onto the smaller frame, panting heavily in a desperate attempt to regain air. Hearing JJ groan beneath him, he gingerly pulled out and rolled beside the blue-eyed male, pulling him flush against him.
JJ slightly stirred, chest heaving and heart sounding as if it was pounding in his head. It wasn't as if he expected much of a different response, but now he knew it was finally over. What he and Dee had was dead. Tears slowly trailed down his face as he settled back against Dee’s sweaty frame. He did not want to speak, to move, to breathe for fear of it ending that much quicker.
Dee’s soft breathing filled the room, and JJ could feel his chest rising and falling in even breaths. Slumber had claimed him as it always did after intercourse- one of Dee’s quirks he loved so much.
Sighing to himself, JJ allowed himself to fall asleep in the embrace of his love.
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The next morning JJ awoke, slipping quietly from the bed while Dee still slept. Dressing in one of Dee’s spare robes, he stalked to the kitchen and sat at the table.
It had been too long a shot to even begin to hope for change. Dee would go to work, act as if nothing had happened, and their lives would continue on as they had for so long. Dee would never again be able to love him- Ryo was now his love, his life, and his peace. His heart would never again find solace, he would never again be whole. Life would never again be worth living.
Tears rolled down his face as he thought of how he would never again see Dee’s love, Dee’s jovial side, Dee’s true side. He could not stop the tears, sobbing into his hands as the pain of final abandonment coursed through his heart, mind, and sould.
His mind raced with solutions, and, in the end, he finally decided what must be done. Standing, he returned to Dee’s and Ryo’s room.
Dee was up by now, gathering his clothes for work. The green-eyed officer threw a glance over his shoulder as JJ entered the room, seeing the sniper's reddened eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked nonchalantly, not really caring.
"Alergies."
Good, at least he wasn't crying or something. Dee thought, digging through a drawer to find a pair of socks. "I'm hopping in the shower; you can use it when I'm done."
"O-Okay." JJ replied shakily, watching as the tan male walked into the bathroom. Looking around the room, his blue gaze finally came across what he had been looking for. Dee’s Smith and Wesson sat in its holster on top of the nightstand- no doubt due to Ryo’s constant paranoia. Picking up the gun, he admired its polished beauty.
Carefully holding the weapon, he softly sat down on the large bed...
The sound of a single shot echoed throughout an apartment in downtown New York City.
[A/N: O-kay! I really hadn’t planned on this turning out as poorly as it did.
Sanzo: That was a really shitty lemon- you know that right?
Kougaiji: *sniff* Did JJ HAVE to kill himself?!?! *runs away crying*
Sanzo: Just great, now you’ve upset him.
Black Hylia: He’ll get over it.
Sanzo: Yes, he will. But what about THEM? *points*
*Black Hylia turns around to see flock of rabid JJ fans*
Black Hylia: HAUL ASS!!]
Sanzo: Because the other one sucked ass.
Black Hylia: Correct! Anyways! Disclaimers!
Kougaiji: She, in no way, shape or form, owns FAKE. It respectfully belongs to its ingenious creator.
Sanzo: As much as the idiot would LIKE to own it, all she can do is write horrible fanfics in order to quell her rampaging fantasies.
Black Hylia sarcastically: Yeaaaaah, thanks...
Kougaji: Everyone likes rampaging fantasies! Especially the kinda that involve yaoi!
~(Yes, I've made Kougaiji-sama bisexual. It all works out for the best, don't you think?)~
Sanzo: Well, most people at any rate. *Receives quizzical looks from Black Hylia and Kougaiji* Um... You heard nothing!! *Runs off*
Black Hylia: Oooo-kay. Anyways...
Kougaiji: *grabs remote* Let's start the show!
REMINISCIENT EULOGY
"What the hell do you mean you've been assigned to a case without me?!" boomed the voice into the phone, the hand grasping it turning white at the knuckles from sheer force.
"Now, now, call down." Ryo laughed nervously, trying to calm his temperamental lover. "It's just for a week, no big deal." From the other end of the phone, the blonde waved his hands as if to keep from magically appearing before him and coming near him. Dee was not a pleasant person when he was upset.
"No big deal?! This means I'm not going to get to see you for a fucking week! I can't date my damn hand for an entire week!"
"Like hell you can't. You spent two years doing just that before we got together." When Dee did not respond, Ryo took it as a sign of victory. "I'll call you later, Dee! I have to go. Rose wants to go over some of the evidence, and I need to get down to the pricin- Oops."
"Rose is there too?!?! I thought it was just you and Drake!!"
That nervous laugh again..."Heheh...Well, he just kind of sprung it on us last minute."
"Don't 'heheh' me! What the hell kinda crap is this?!"
"I have to go, Dee." Ryo stated hurriedly. "Tell JJ, because he's most likely right behind you, try to leave you one piece. Bye. Love you!"
"Ryo! Don't you dare hang up on-" The click of the severed connection interrupted his sentence.
"I believe the word you're looking for is 'me'."
Before the raven-haired detective had an opportunity to turn, he was slammed full force into the ground as the blue-eyed male tackled him to his office floor. Managing to turn around in the vice grip, smoldering green eyes glared viciously at the shorter male who was currently nuzzling into him as if he were some sort of child's stuffed animal. He tried to pry JJ off, but the man was deceptively strong for his size, only managing to shove him further down his body. Dee's eyes widened as his entire body took note of just where JJ was now nuzzling. Surpressing a groan as he imagined it to be Ryo supplying such treatment, he tried to vocalize his need for space.
"JJ, get hell off of me!" He curtly nodded, fully proud of himself for delivering the order as he wanted to.
Nuzzling cast aside, the pale blue-haired man kept his position, side of his face still pressed against the older man's crotch. "Why should I, Dee-sempai? You seem to be enjoying yourself..."
"Like hell I'm enjoying myself, you annoying little bra- AH!" he shouted, tossing his head back as JJ's mouth clamped over his clothed erection, delivering a hot gust of air upon his already heated organ. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" His voice came out husky, and he glared at his long time 'friend', only to find his nerve wavering as a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes regarded him.
"Reminiscing." The man, who almost appeared child-like, smiled and rested his head back on Dee's lap.
"JJ, get off." His voice was stern enough to get JJ's attention. "Don't be like this now."
JJ sighed deeply and removed himself from Dee. Heading down the hall, he made his way back to his office.
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A loud sigh echoed down the halls of the NYPD 27th precinct, papers shuffling and being crumpled, a coffee mug sounding as it slammed against the wooden desk. Green eyes scanned over the pieces of evidence lying on the table, delicately memorizing each configuration, and trying desperately to connect the last piece. This case was close to being cracked, and he could almost smell the bonus that it would roll in.
"If I could figure out this last damn piece!!" He slammed his fists onto the desk, sending the coffe mug crashing to the floor and its contents spilling out. Regarding the spilled coffee for moment, Dee shrugged, deciding he would clean it up later or simply leave it there to set in. "Rose would hate that." It was decided- let it stain. Gazing at the clock, which read 2:17, Dee decided a break was in order. Slamming his pencil down, he scooted away from his desk and headed out his office door. He had been left to go back over the evidence in case he and Ryo had missed something earlier, but he couldn't find a damn thing which was seriously starting to piss him off.
Upon reaching the vending machines, he rumaged through his pockets for some spare change. Finally gathering enough for a drink and a snack, he placed the money in the machines and retrieved his foodstuff. Setting his can of pop on the filinf cabinet next to the machines, he set to work on opening the bag of cookies which refused to be opened. Gnawing at the plastic didn't work, so he attempted the next best thing- simply ripping the bag to shreds. That of course, did not fare well, and he 'hmph'ed as switched the bag's place with the can of pop. A crinkling came from behind him, and he turned sharply to see JJ standing with his open bag of cookies. Snatching the bag from the shorter male, he laughed triumphantly as if he himself had opened it.
"How do ya like THAT, bag?" He turned to JJ and regarded his dismal expression. "What's the matter- got cramps?"
"Dee-senpai, we need to talk."
Taking a sip of his drink and scarfing down some cookies, he inquired around a mouthful, "Yeah? What about?"
Blue eyes cast themselves to the ground. "Look, Dee, I know you and Ryo are together and everything, and I can't say that I'm happy about it."
"JJ-"
"No, hear me out." His eyes looked back to Dee's, his hands fisting themselves into the material of his jacket pockets. "I have come to accept the fact that I'll never be what you want in a guy, it's just never going to happen."
Green eyes widened. Such a statement would NEVER come out of JJ. Suddenly, Dee became very serious. "JJ, I-"
"I just want to ask you one thing...."
"And what's that?"
"Can I have just one night?"
The question raced through Dee's mind. Just one night? JJ just wanted sex? Was that it? No, he wanted more, but knew he could not receive it. His eyes softened. However annoying, abrasive, smothering JJ was- he was still Dee's friend.
"Just one night? You want me for just one night?"
"No, I want you forever, but I know I cannot have that." Blue eyes looked up hopefully at green ones. "I just want to know if you'll let me have some part of my wish..."
The long pause Dee took was moving at an agonizingly slow pace, the silence almost deafening.
"Just one night?" Dee repeated, more to himself. He didn't feel that one night together would ever help JJ get over him, and it certainly wouldn't do to have Ryo find out about them. Dee needed to give this some thought, but the police department was definitely not the place to do that thinking. "Not here; let's go to my apartment." He made an attempt to head towards the parking garage, but his arm was stiffly taken hold of. Looking back, he saw those all-too-familiar azure eyes regarding him with that same joyous gleam they always held. "What?" he inquired sternly, trying to break free of the shorter man's hold. He stopped struggling as a hand was held to him. He blinked and, being the ever-slow-witted man he is, slapped the hand, giving JJ a high-five to which the pale man knocked him across the head for. "What the hell was THAT about?!" he shouted, holding his abused head.
"Take my hand."
Dee blinked at JJ's face and then at his hand, seemingly deciphering whether or not this was some trap he would be ensnared in.
"It's not acidic, Dee-senpai!" His smile grew enormous as Dee took his hand in his own. He pulled the detective down the hall. "C'mon, Dee-senpai!" he shouted cheerfully. He was eccstatic; Dee at last, after so long, had finally returned to him.
They walked hand-in-hand to Dee's and Ryo's apartment.
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"Dee?" JJ asked hesitantly. "Do you remember when we first met?"
Taking a chug of his beer, Dee warily eyed him before setting his drink down. "Yeah, I remember. It was at the firing range. You were there, showing off to everyone with your perfect aim and skill, while I was fumbling with the assault riffles."
JJ laughed as he looked back on that time. "You could barely hold the gun straight. So, me being the helpful I am, came up to you and offered to show you some pointers."
"You scared me so freaking bad I dropped the gun and shot myself in the foot." The raven-haired detective spoke with a certain bitterness at remembering the painful experiance.
"But at least you didn't do any real damage."
"...And you stayed with me the entire time I was in the infirmary."
Blue eyes gazed out the window. "I couldn't help it; I was attracted to you that second I saw you."
"And obviously I was too." Dee laughed as he spoke, attempting to lighten the mood.
".....Yeah....Was..."
"That was a long time ago, JJ." His hand idly ran through his own tresses, but stopped immediately as he spoke again. "Too long, in fact."
JJ's world crashed around him, and he knew it was his fault for getting his hope too high. That sentence pierced him, and he froze, his normally jovial eyes now pleading.
"But we can go back, just for this week- a day even." JJ stated, his ever-hopeful eyes finally looking back at Dee.
"I love Ryo."
JJ sighed deeply. "You used to love me." He sat up, staring into those green eyes he as he had done so many time before. "You remember; I know you do. I'm tired of this dance we do, Dee." His eyes became fierce. "One moment we're fighting, the next we're talking, and then suddenly we're like this. I don't want to have to guess what you're thinking all the time." His gaze did not waver from that of Dee. "Back at the academy, you and I... we were almost inseperable."
"That's because you followed me everywhere."
That had hurt the sniper. "You never told me to stop... You used to get be so happy when we were together..."
Dee had blocked a lot from his mind, and this was one of those things.
"Was I really like that?"
JJ nodded slowly. "Uh-huh. You would take my hand and we'd run to the cafeteria, we'd sit together just talking to each other until the place closed. You would laugh and talk, and I would listen to you for hours...."
"Things change, JJ. People come and go...."
"I know that, Dee, and we promised each other we would never just go away. You left, and...." It had been the most painful thing JJ had ever been put through to hear that Dee had just taken off after graduation without so much as a good-bye to the others, without even speaking to him. He could not stop the tears for months.
But he would not let Dee see how much it had affected his life. "If what you and I had is really over, then let me have this just once more- then I'll keep out of your love life from then on." Hopeful azure eyes gazed up at obstinate emerald ones.
Running a tanned hand through his tresses, Dee sighed heavily. "Fine, but just once more..." Ghosting his fingertips across JJ's cheek, he pulled him in for a kiss- soft and yielding in memory of what had once been.
JJ couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You...You mean...?" A warm hand ran over his cheek, fingertips tracing the cheekbone and jaw before being pulled into a soft kiss. Too stunned to move, he remained still as those soft lips pressed against his before pulling back, green eyes staring into his icy blue orbs.
"One night only."
Dee closed the space between them, pressing his lips firmly against those of JJ. He didn't want to think of it anymore, and JJ knew this, but both would have to forever live with the scars of what once was between them. Being together like this wouldn't solve or help matters, but it was JJ truly wanted, so he would do it for his former lover.
Moaning into the kiss, JJ wrapped his arms around Dee's neck, trying to pull him closer to his heated body. Tongue lapping at his lips, he parted them to allow Dee entrance to his mouth. Their tongues dueled, slithering against the other in a desperate attempt to win dominance. His hips bucked as Dee's tongue teased his own, stroking it before mapping out the line of his teeth and gums. Only when air became a necessity did they part. He couldn't help but to admire the soft flush to the other's cheeks, both soft panting from the rigorous battle.
"Let's take this to the bedroom."
Standing, they attempted to move into the large room, stopping halfway down the hall as Dee lifted JJ and pressed him against the wall, covering his mouth and once again raping his mouth. The tan officer broke the kiss and gasped as JJ frantically bucked his hips against him, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. A hot tongue flashed over his neck, eliciting a loud groan from his throat. He felt his arousal stir even more as teeth began nipping almost painfully at his neck only to moan as that tongue returned to give apologetic licks to his abused skin. One hand snaked up and pressed against JJ's shoulder, shoving him back forcefully.
"We-We have to get to the bedroom." Dee panted out, smirking as he felt JJ's arousal grow even harder. Leaning forward, he nipped at the shell of the other's right ear and whispered, "Patience is a virtue." to which JJ whimpered, pulling himself against his chest as Dee took off hurriedly down the hall and to his bedroom.
Kicking the door closed, Dee promptly tossed JJ onto the bed, moving to straddle him before forcefully pinning his arms above his head.
"De- mmph!" JJ's protest was effectively silenced as his lips were once again claimed in bruising kiss. Barring his mouth from entrance, he released a small chuckle as Dee whined pathetically from the lack of contact. This quirked his curiosity, and he slowly rose one knee to press against Dee's crotch, loving the way he tilted his head back with a moan. Dee was just as sensitive as he had ever been, and his smirked widened as Dee pressed against his knee, humping against it in pure deprivation. Attacking his neck proved to be just what Dee needed to snap back to reality, and JJ was violently shoved back into the bed.
"That was a dirty trick, you little tease."
"Oh? And what, might I ask, do you plan on doing about it?"
"This." Fetching the pocket knife from his pants, he pulled out the blade and drew it under JJ's shirt, slicing the fabric and ripping it from him.
"Dee! I got that shirt in LA!"
"So get a new one. It's not as if it was proper precinct attire anyway."
"That's not the point! I can't just- AH!" He screamed, sentence dying on his lips as Dee savagely attacked his left nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking before teasing it into a hard bud with the very tip of his tongue, listening to the airy moans that escaped those kiss-bruised lips. Fingers threaded through his hair, guiding him across the pale chest and to the other hardened nub. JJ arched his back, groaning as those talented lips danced across his skin. Flickering his tongue across the peaked flesh, Dee blew softly on the moisture, getting harder still as the room filled with soft gasps as he ground into those feminine hips, rubbing their clothed erections together in the most intoxicating way.
Finally feeling that JJ's chest had been given enough pleasure, he pulled back and regarded the writhing body below him. JJ was sprawled across the bed, panting heavily with hazed eyes, nipples hardened under sensation, and his chest heaving. Removing his own shirt, he gripped the back of the sniper's head as he brought his chest to those pliant lips, silently requesting the same treatment.
JJ was all too happy to comply as he took a dark nub into his mouth, nibbling softly while his hand worked the other- pinching, pulling, gaining stifled moans from the strong body towering over him. He knew the front of his pants were becoming damp and gasped loudly as Dee's leg brushed the wet fabric across his groin. Just as he was about to grind against that smooth leg, all contact was suddenly lost, causing him to whimper in abandonment. Sitting up, he watched as Dee slowly peeled off his clothing, revealing his flesh in agonizingly sluggish movements while standing in the center of the room. JJ's hand slowly kneaded his erection as Dee's tan backside came into view- a site he had not seen in a long while. And that grin Dee threw him over his shoulder made more aroused, if it was possible. Closing his eyes, he continued to please himself, throwing his head back and letting out a loud moan- imagining it was Dee’s hand giving the delicious torture.
The bed slowly dipped as Dee settled his weight onto the mattress, crawling over to his still-clothed partner and removing his hands from himself. Blue eyes opened to question him, and he merely shook his head in false disappointment.
“Can’t even wait until I’m done undressing?” Crawling atop the panting man, he purred in his ear and whispered, “Let’s see how hard I can make you before you scream…”
JJ shuddered, groaning at the mere thought of the agonizingly pleasurable events that would occur. Snaking a hand through Dee’s hair, he pulled him for a passionate kiss, prodding his lips for a much-needed taste and giving a relieved sigh when Dee finally allowed him entrance to his delicious mouth. Fingers tightening in that black hair, their tongues rubbed together madly, JJ thrusting his tongue in and out of Dee’s willing mouth in a poor reenactment of their many times together. He smirked against the detective’s mouth as he felt the other shiver against him, bringing his hands down to cup that tan ass, giving a rough squeeze.
Green eyes widened with a gasp before sealing shut as Dee moaned, tossing his head back to allow JJ to continue his work where he pleased. He was unable to decipher whether the purrs echoing through the room belonged to him or JJ but soon decided it made no difference as a hot tongue danced along the column of his neck, lips pressing against him in the most erotic fashion as his skin was suckled on- no doubt enough to leave a mark for him tomorrow. Grinding against the younger man, he came across that God forsaken barrier known as JJ’s pants. Growling aloud, he roughly shoved the pale man against the bed and took to work on removing the rest of the skin-blocking articles.
JJ gasped at the feeling of his skin being exposed to the cold air, arching his back as warm hands splayed over his chest, working his nipples to painful hardness. Blue eyes hazed as the delectable mouth returned with a vengeance and nearly shouted in pure ecstasy when his left nipple was nipped at and then taken between those succulent lips to be suckled on. He writhed, bucking wildly against Dee in a moaning attempt to get him to move on. Finally, he pushed Dee back, looking into hooded green eyes and softly whispering,
“Dee, please, just take me already.”
Dee smirked, taking hold of his wrists and pinning them to his sides. Moving down, he shot a look up at JJ who just groaned and closed his eyes, preparing himself for what he knew would be an onslaught. He chuckled, giving a puff of hot air to the blue-eyed man’s swollen shaft, causing him to gasp loudly and attempt to buck his hips into his mouth.
“Watch me, Jemmy.”
Slowly, JJ cracked his eyes open; Dee only addressed him as ‘Jemmy’ when he seriously wanted something.
When Dee was certain he had JJ’s full attention, he proceeded, taking the very tip of the quivering member into his mouth. He started a light sucking rhythm, bobbing his head and taking more of the length into his mouth each time he went down.
JJ arched his back off the bed, mouth agape in a moan as Dee molded his tongue to his shaft, sucking strength increasing each time he pulled up. He tried to pull the raven-haired male’s head back to him, but Dee’s grip on his wrist left unable to anything but moan and writhe beneath him, frantically trying to get more contact. When he felt a set of fingers massaging his testicles, he nearly screamed, feeling the most delicious pleasure being added behind them.
Dee, by this time, had pulled back to watch his squirming playmate, grinning sadistically as he watched the writhing man arch off the bed with a scream, buck his hip wantonly into his hand, and beg him for more pleasure. He could never get enough of that man’s begging- it made him harder than anything he had ever experienced.
“Tell me what you want, you little slut.” He demanded, bending forward and nipping at JJ’s ear. The sniper only managed to pant out incoherent words as Dee further teased the area behind his testicles. “What was that?” he asked deviously, using this to his advantage.
“P-Please…. Please! Take me now! ...Ooooh. Gods, Dee!” The hands finally pulled away, and JJ sighed in relief- he did not want to climax just yet. Resting his sweat-slicked body against the bed, he stared up at Dee who still had that smirk on his face. Two fingers were roughly pressed into his mouth.
“Suck.”
He did as told, tongue lapping at the digits within his mouth before sucking hungrily on them. He could faintly hear Dee moaning behind his own voice, the detective shuddering at the thought of the acts this was leading to and reenacting.
Retrieving his finger, Dee slowly slid down JJ’s writhing body and draped one of his pale, slender legs over his extended arm, fully exposing his entrance. He lightly trailed his moist fingers over the pucker of flesh, teasing the opening with only the slightest bit of friction. He knew, from many experiences, that it would not take long to prep JJ.
JJ vision went blurry as those fingers pressed into him, worming inside and against him. Flinching slightly, he forced himself to relax against the pain, now focused entirely on what those fingers were doing to his insides. They probed, wiggled, and flexed, reducing him to nothing more than a moaning heap upon the bed as he tried to further impale himself on the digits. He was about to shout at Dee to hurry when a spark of pure pleasure shot through his entire body. He gasped, fingers digging into Dee’s shoulders when he let out a yell. Those fingers began to thrust into him, mimicking what he so desperately wanted and hitting his sweet spot every time. He screamed Dee’s name, arching off the bed so far he was certain he would have back pains come morning. Suddenly, though, the fingers left him just as Dee’s skilled mouth had- just before he was about to orgasm. He couldn’t suppress the whimper that left his mouth, tears brimming his eyes from the sheer pleasure of it all. He could no longer feel Dee’s contact at all.
Dee was using JJ’s momentary haze to shuffle through the nightstand’s drawer, hurriedly searching for the tube of lubricant he and Ryo always stashed in there and nearly falling off the bed in the process. Finally coming across it, he sighed heavily and flopped the rest of himself back onto the bed, flipping open the lid and pouring a generous amount onto his lands. His hands moved over his own length, the slippery sensation enough to elicit a quiet whimper from him as he watched himself lubricating his length. Pale hands pressed against his shaft, and he nearly shouted at the cold sensation on his heated length, but suddenly found the temperature to be a welcome guest as he began thrusting into the ring of fingers. JJ’s hands worked his length to full erection, pumping him in time to his own thrusting- light at the head, firm at the base- knowing every way to make him as vocal as possible.
This wouldn’t last long at all if they kept this up.
Reluctantly, Dee pried JJ off him and laid him back on the bed, taking a leg in each hand and spreading them. This was how he remembered JJ- spread like an eagle, whimpering, and screaming like the little annoying bitch he was. How many nights were spent thinking of these moments? He couldn’t even count the number of times he had brought himself off just remembering the way JJ’s blue eyes would darken nearly to black in the heat of passion; the flush that sprung upon his cheeks while he screamed his name; the claw marks left on his back from when JJ scratched him as he climaxed; the scar from a childhood accident that was visible while JJ lie lax in his arms.
JJ’s impatient grunt managed to snap the tan detective back to reality. Eyes narrowing into focus on the ‘task at hand’, he hooked the pale legs onto his shoulders and gently grasped JJ’s right hip as he slowly guided his weeping erection into his opening. He felt JJ’s body become rigid, an event which occurred every time they had been together.
“How many times do I have to tell you to relax, Jem?” Finally feeling the muscles surrounding his elongated member loosen their grip he carefully slid the entire way in and in a throaty moan tossing his head back as his length was fully covered by the hot canal. “Yeesss…” he hissed, slowly bucking his hips toward the heat.
JJ squirmed, rocking against Dee in a frantic attempt to get him to speed things up. This proved efficient as Dee suddenly slammed into him full force, driving into that sweet spot that made stars dance across his vision.
“Dee!” he shouted, clutching wildly at those tanned shoulders in an attempt to quell the overwhelming pleasure.
The two bodies moved together in a sweat-slicked motion. Dee tried to slow his rhythm down, wanting to make this last but only managed to make JJ scream louder, which was not helping the situation.
“To hell with that!!” he shouted, letting inhibitions loose as he pounded frantically into JJ’s hot sphincter, panting heavily as he tossed his head back.
“Ah! Uh nnn oh!”
JJ’s pleasure spot was being hit each time, making him see spots as an overwhelming flood of pleasure washed over him. His hips humped forward, slamming back against Dee’s in time to his thrusts, making him hit his sweet spot from all angles.
Dee’s hips snapped wildly, thrusting harder into JJ with every motion, trying to delve deeper into that glorious heat. He gasped as his erection was squeezed firmly by JJ’s muscles, only barely slowing his pace.
JJ screamed, tears falling to the bed while his fingernails gashed Dee’s skin, the blood trickling down to stain the sheets. He felt his orgasm nearing, his hips bucking in an animalistic manner. He knew he couldn’t hold on any longer, and he let himself fall over the edge into an orgasmic oblivion.
“DEE!!”
This shout only added fuel to Dee’s fire as he gripped JJ’s hips with a bruising force, continuing to pound into his pale flesh. His orgasm was so close. He thrust in once, twice, thrice…
“RYO!!” He came, spilling his seed into his former lover with a howl. His energy spent, he collapsed onto the smaller frame, panting heavily in a desperate attempt to regain air. Hearing JJ groan beneath him, he gingerly pulled out and rolled beside the blue-eyed male, pulling him flush against him.
JJ slightly stirred, chest heaving and heart sounding as if it was pounding in his head. It wasn't as if he expected much of a different response, but now he knew it was finally over. What he and Dee had was dead. Tears slowly trailed down his face as he settled back against Dee’s sweaty frame. He did not want to speak, to move, to breathe for fear of it ending that much quicker.
Dee’s soft breathing filled the room, and JJ could feel his chest rising and falling in even breaths. Slumber had claimed him as it always did after intercourse- one of Dee’s quirks he loved so much.
Sighing to himself, JJ allowed himself to fall asleep in the embrace of his love.
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The next morning JJ awoke, slipping quietly from the bed while Dee still slept. Dressing in one of Dee’s spare robes, he stalked to the kitchen and sat at the table.
It had been too long a shot to even begin to hope for change. Dee would go to work, act as if nothing had happened, and their lives would continue on as they had for so long. Dee would never again be able to love him- Ryo was now his love, his life, and his peace. His heart would never again find solace, he would never again be whole. Life would never again be worth living.
Tears rolled down his face as he thought of how he would never again see Dee’s love, Dee’s jovial side, Dee’s true side. He could not stop the tears, sobbing into his hands as the pain of final abandonment coursed through his heart, mind, and sould.
His mind raced with solutions, and, in the end, he finally decided what must be done. Standing, he returned to Dee’s and Ryo’s room.
Dee was up by now, gathering his clothes for work. The green-eyed officer threw a glance over his shoulder as JJ entered the room, seeing the sniper's reddened eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked nonchalantly, not really caring.
"Alergies."
Good, at least he wasn't crying or something. Dee thought, digging through a drawer to find a pair of socks. "I'm hopping in the shower; you can use it when I'm done."
"O-Okay." JJ replied shakily, watching as the tan male walked into the bathroom. Looking around the room, his blue gaze finally came across what he had been looking for. Dee’s Smith and Wesson sat in its holster on top of the nightstand- no doubt due to Ryo’s constant paranoia. Picking up the gun, he admired its polished beauty.
Carefully holding the weapon, he softly sat down on the large bed...
The sound of a single shot echoed throughout an apartment in downtown New York City.
[A/N: O-kay! I really hadn’t planned on this turning out as poorly as it did.
Sanzo: That was a really shitty lemon- you know that right?
Kougaiji: *sniff* Did JJ HAVE to kill himself?!?! *runs away crying*
Sanzo: Just great, now you’ve upset him.
Black Hylia: He’ll get over it.
Sanzo: Yes, he will. But what about THEM? *points*
*Black Hylia turns around to see flock of rabid JJ fans*
Black Hylia: HAUL ASS!!]