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Happens immediately following the Jake and Harry encounter, found here.

And following Elijah and Dom’s talk, found here.



Elijah almost ran back to his room after leaving Dom. 'Fuck, what was I thinking. Not like anybody is gonna understand.' He careened into his room and slammed the door. Leaning against the wall he could feel his heart pound, his breath coming in gasps. 'I've lost my fuckin' friend, Angel hates me and who the fuck knows where Jay is - shit or who Jay is.' He scrubbed his hands across his face and tried to hold in the scream that he could feel building in him.

"Please, please, one fucking good thing, just one!" he yelled to the empty room.

Jake stalked down the hallway, furious at himself for letting Harry get to him. Fuck, he'd shown too much, too soon. Word would be out about his return, and his stupid, fucking brothers and sister would be on the lookout. All could be salvaged, though, if only he could get to Father first and convince him that he only wanted to spend time at Palace and bond with his family. Like he'd ever be such a fool. There were all morons, as far as he was concerned. And he would bring them down, one by one. Slowly, and painfully.

But for now.....his confrontation with Harry had pissed him off to no end. The force of Harry's blocks had been unexpected and unwelcome, and the fallout of his failure to skim the other man's emotions and have his own Talent bounce back at him had caused his shoulders to hunch and his teeth to clench. He needed...........someone. Someone who wouldn't judge him, wouldn't use him, someone who would just let him.....*be*. He remembered the blue eyes and sweet smile on Lij's face. Yes. Lij. That's what he needed. Lij. But where the hell could he find him?

"Please, please, one fucking good thing, just one!"

That voice....that sounds like........Lij? He quickly walked over to the room the voice drifted out of and knocked.

Elijah jumped at the sound of knocking on his door. Who the hell? He swiped at the tears that had sprung to his eyes and clenching his teeth snatched the door open.

"What the fuck do - " he stopped mid-sentence. It was Jay, his Jay - standing outside his door, hand raised to knock again. Jay. All dark haired, crooked smile, six feet of him. It took everything Elijah had not to launch himself at the man. Instead his face broke into a grin and he said the most eloquent thing he could think of, "Oh fuck -it's YOU!"

Jake was startled when the door was flung open just as he was getting ready to knock again. "Lij? I heard....well, I thought I heard you yelling. Is everything ok?" He looked beyond Lij's shoulder, trying to see if anyone else was in the room. "I mean...if I'm interrupting, or anything, I can go. I just....well, I was just thinking about you and hoping maybe we could...I don't know. Maybe just hang out or something?"

Elijah looked and Jay and tried to process the words he was saying. 'He wanted to come in, Jay had found him, oh shit' He calmed himself before he began to bounce on his toes and stepped back inside the room, "Man, yea, come on in. That would be fucking great. This day has sucked and yea, just you know to hang out. That would be yea, great."

Elijah finally shut up when he realized that he was not only babbling but also doing a fair idiot impression. He ducked his head and tried again, "So, yea come one in. Want a beer? I've got some in the little frig thing. I've got some chips too, but if your hungry we could go get something or I could order something, or not - whatever man." He stopped and looked at Jake, feeling a blush sear across his face.

Jake smiled. Damn, Lij was handsome! Striding into the room, Jake was shocked at his relief at finding that Lij was alone. Stupid, he knew - he barely knew the man, but he felt it nevertheless. "I'd.... like a beer, yeah. Thanks. I'd rather stay here, though, if you don't mind. There are some people out there," he paused, nodding toward the door, "that....well, that are intent on fucking my life up right now. So, if you don't mind...maybe I could just take you up on the beer and chips? And it can just be.....um....us?"

Elijah tried not to let the relief show in his face when Jay said he wanted to just hang here with him. "That'd be great, have a seat I'll get the some beers and stuff." He busied himself, trying not to fidget too much.

When he walked back over to where Jake was sitting he said, "So who the hell would be wanting to mess with you? Shit I thought I was the only one that everybody enjoyed fucking with." He laughed and handed him a beer, trying not to stare at the man's eyes too much.

Jake smiled and accepted the beer, his hand lingering on Lij's for a moment. Finally pulling his hand away he looked closely at his face for the first time since entering the room. Leaning closer, he unconsciously raised his hand to gently touch Lij's cheek. "My, God, Lij. Who the hell did that to you? Is that a fucking bite?" His face flushed with anger at the thought of anyone hurting this sweet young man. "Tell me who the hell did this. I can help you.... I can....well. I can help. Just tell me who did it."

Elijah leaned into Jay's touch before raising a hand to cover the mark on his face, seemed he had been having to do that a lot the last few days. He figured that someday he would learn to not piss Angel off. "Uh - my friend Angel, she's more like a sister. She went to McKellen's to see me and I'd forgotten to tell her I wasn't there and when she finally found me here she was pretty upset. She worries about me a lot, hell, she practically raised me. My mom - well, dear ol’ mom has problems. Anyway, I smarted off to her and she got upset. It's nothing really. I should have known better." He took a drink of his beer and fidgeted with his shirt a minute. He wanted so bad to reach out and touch Jay, just the little contact on the face had sent shivers down his body.

Jake pulled his hand away from Lij's face when Lij quickly moved to cover the bite. Meaning to drop his hand by his side, he was surprised to find himself placing it over Lij's on his face. "Lij," he said softly. "If she's like a sister to you, I won't do anything. But you should know.....I can...well, there are *ways* I can help you, ok? Don't ask how; just know that if you say the word, I'll do it. But only if you tell me it's ok." He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to discern what Lij was feeling. Thank God it was nothing like he'd been feeling when they first met. The smile on his face seemed real, and he could sense a small amount of lingering anger, but it seemed to be fading for some reason. Best not to try to skim anything off now. Save it for when he REALLY needed it.

"It's okay, I'm used to her, but thanks. And I can't imagine you making me feel any better than you just being here." Elijah blushed again. 'Oh great, ya big fuckin' girl' he thought.

"So you never did tell me what you do. Did you get your job here? Are you a libertine?" Elijah ducked his head and smiled, "If you are does it mean I'll need to save up my gold to get to kiss you again?'

Jake smiled at Lij's blush, feeling one of his own color his face at the other man's words. Shit, he didn't want to lie, not to this one. He leaned back for a moment, trying to think of a good excuse. "Well, the job I is want is temporarily unavailable, but I think I should be getting it before too long. There are a few other applicants for the position, but I deserve it, NOT them." Shaking his head, he lowered his voice. "And, no, I'm not a libertine. Even if I were, I wouldn't charge *you*. Your kisses will always be free. If...if you want more, that is." He hated the stammer in his voice, but continued. "I. Well, I enjoyed meeting up with you, and...well, you know...I’m just glad I got to meet you is all."

Elijah listened to the man's words, unable to keep his eyes off of those lips. 'Oh just fuck it', he thought, 'have some balls why don't you'

"Prove it." Elijah said with a grin and stepped forward, bringing them only a few inches apart. He laid his hand on Jay's upper arm, feeling the muscle underneath and turned his face up to the other man.

Jake groaned and leaned forward, capturing Lij's lips in a deep kiss. Gently pressing his tongue forward, he licked at his inner cheek and the bridge of his teeth for long minutes before entwining their tongues together as his hands threaded through the other man's hair. "Does that prove it, Lij?" he asked breathlessly? "Or do you need more?"

Elijah tried not to moan out loud when Jay kissed him, oh fuck the feel of those lips on him, that strong hot tongue tasting him. When Jay pushed his hand into his hair, then pulled back, Elijah had a difficult time processing the words the other man said. "Yes, more please more." He said and reaching, grabbed a handful of Jay's shirt and leaned into him.

Jake moaned and met Lij in another soul-searing kiss. Damn, Lij tasted good - sweet and hot and just-fucking-delicious. Leaning forward, Jake placed a hand on Elijah’s chest and gently pressed the other man back down slowly; ready to move away at the slightest sign of hesitation. He felt as the smaller man sat then lay back on the bed, pulling Jake with him as he descended.

Jake pulled back long enough to place soft kisses around the wound on the smooth skin of his cheek, careful not to cause any pain. "Lij....I......You're making me crazy....wanna fuck you......please?" Bloodyfuckinghell! Where did THAT come from? He was a fucking prince...he NEVER said please!

Elijah whimpered and relaxed as Jay leaned into him. His eyes flew open wide when he heard the man speak, he had actually asked, he wanted Elijah.

Elijah lifted his hand and ran one finger softly across Jay's lip, dipping it inside to feel the sharp edge of teeth. He nodded jerkily and said, "I don't - I mean - I have but, not a lot and I want to - to be good for you - but, show me - show me what you want, okay? What do you want?"

Jake bit his lip, moaning quietly as Lij looked up at him. Closing his eyes to regain his composure, he was unable to prevent his hips from thrusting down against Lij's own. "I want.....I just want to be inside you, Lij. To see you and touch you and taste you. There's nothing to worry about. I won't hurt you." Jake had never been a tender lover in the past, but something about Lij made him want to protect him and go slow. Not his usual M.O., but then again, Lij was ....different than his past lovers. Lij was......'No. He thought. You can NOT get involved. You just need to fuck someone. Just ....TAKE it. As he looked down at Lij, his heart caught at the trust and vulnerability that shone back at him. "Oh, hell, Lij, I.....I'll go slow. Tell me if you need me to stop. I will, ok? Just say the word."

Elijah smiled up at Jay and pushed him gently, wriggling out from under him.

"Lay down." He said and watched as Jay rolled over and lay back on the bed. "Scoot up some." he said smiling as Jay pushed up until he was laying full length on the bed. "Good."

Elijah crawled down to the foot of the bed and knelt beside Jay's feet, keeping eye contact the whole time. He reached and tugged off first one shoe then the other then leaned over and ran his tongue across the top of Jay's foot up to his ankle, nipping lightly, before licking across the skin. He smiled at Jay.

Jake whimpered at the sensations Lij was causing to run from his toes up to his groin. Trying to maintain eye contact, he twisted and squirmed, holding his breath as he waited to see what Lij would do to him next.

Elijah sat up and turned so that he could unbutton Jay's jeans. He pulled at them and was pleased when Jay lifted up a bit letting him tug them down and off, tossing them to the floor. He licked his lips at the sight of Jay's erection and reached a slender finger and traced around the ridge of the head, watching as Jay pulsed slightly at the touch. "Hold on a sec, okay?" Elijah crawled off of the bed and with fumbling fingers shed his shirt and jeans. He pushed one of the suitcases around until he got it open and pulled out the lube, looking toward Jay and blushing.

Jake moaned as his throbbing cock was released and reached down to stroke himself as Lij found the lube. He felt his cock begin to leak, his eyes never leaving Lij's as he shuddered at the inviting look in the younger man's eyes.

Elijah crawled back onto the bed and straddled the prone man's waist, pulling Jays hand up and slicking lube onto his fingers. "Will you make me ready for you? Please."

Jake closed his eyes and took the lube, slicking up his fingers generously. Reaching around to the cleft of Lij's ass, he sought out the puckered hole and gently inserted a long finger. Sliding in and out slowly, he soon added another finger and careful not to cause any pain. Crossing his fingers he gently stretched the small entrance, watching Lij's face closely.

Elijah tried to relax as he felt Jay's finger enter him, he felt a moment of panic and his breath stuttered. He unbuttoned Jay's shirt and pushed it off his broad tan chest. He forced him self to concentrate, he looked at Jay, the beautiful face and tan skin. He wanted to trust Jay; he wanted to believe that this man wouldn't hurt him, that he would be gentle with him. As Jay moved his fingers, stretching and opening him he felt himself push back slightly, accepting the intrusion and asking for more, needing more.

Jay hissed as Lij moved back onto his fingers, swallowing hard. His cock was aching to be inside Lij, instead of his fingers and he felt his cock tremble. "I need you Lij," he whispered. "Can I.......let me...please...just...." He couldn't think, almost irritated at himself for letting this young man affect so deeply, yet somewhere deep inside, relieved to be feeling such an inexplicable connection. "Please, Lij?" he moaned, hoping his eyes said what his mouth could not.

Elijah couldn't speak; he nodded and sighed breathily at the loss as Jay removed his fingers. Elijah leaned over and softly kissed the corner of Jay's mouth, running his tongue gently across before leaning up again. He gripped his own hard cock and squeezed once, angling his thumb across the head, grunting at the sensation before releasing it and lifting up to position himself over Jay's weeping erection. As he lowered himself, slowly, feeling the thick head nudge at his slick entrance, he caught his bottom lip in his teeth and concentrated on relaxing. He looked at Jay as he felt himself breached, wanting to look into those beautiful eyes and hoping to see warmth there.

Jake stared up into Lij's eyes as he felt his cock engulfed in the tight heat that was Elijah. Slowly, he watched his cock disappear into the other man, holding his breath and trying not to cry out. He saw Lij looking into his eyes, and strained not to break contact, trying to say what he felt with his gaze, his mouth unable to form the words, feeling like he could drown in the blue depths and never try to find his way out. Reaching up to cradle Lij's face in one hand and caress his hip with the other, he froze, determined to let Lij move when he was ready, and struggling not to thrust up into him. "It's ok, Lij. You take all the time you need, ok?" he whispered.

The words, spoken in Jay's soft yet husky voice shot through Elijah and the warmth of the hand on his face made Elijah's chest ache. He felt himself open, felt his body accept Jay and he sank down, seating Jay's hard length inside of him. The burn and pain changed as he flexed his muscles and shifted slightly, feeling the hardness inside of him touch off a flare of sensation that blazed across him. He moved up onto his knees just enough to allow him to start to move, a slow up and down at first. Suddenly Elijah rocked back, increasing the tempo and changing the angle slightly until he felt a sheen of sweat break out across his skin as Jay dug his fingers into Elijah’s hip and began thrusting into him.

Elijah threw his head back, pale neck arching as he said panting, "Oh fuck yea, good, so fucking good."

Jake arched up into Lij, knowing his release was eminent. Watching as his head arched back, and he cried out, he felt his balls tighten and his muscles tense. He reached out to fist Lij's weeping cock with one hand, still clutching his hip with the other. "God, Lij, come with me, please come with me," he cried, "Fucking. Come. With. Me. Now."

Elijah rocked with the impact of Jay’s dick slamming into him, the feel of his rough warm hands squeezing his aching hard cock, he let broken sobs of incoherent begging string from his lips as waves of heat flooded through him.

"I'm gonna - oh fuck - yes!" He slammed himself down, shifting forward at a fierce angle forcing Jay’s cock to scrape across his sweet spot and came screaming and clenching, hands scrabbling at Jay's sweat soaked skin, rocking forward as jets of come pulsed out around the tight fist milking him. "Fuck yes, now, Jay, yes. Oh please, yes.” He sobbed

Jake hissed as the change in angle and felt Lij come over his hand in warm spurts. The sight of Lij's face, the tensing of muscles around his cock and the sounds of his chanting combined to push him over the edge. "Fuck, Lij! " Crying out his name endlessly, he thrust up one final time, spilling his seed deep inside this beautiful man.

Shivering in the aftermath, he smiled up at Lij as the younger man leaned forward. Normally, he’d pull out, dress, and leave at this point. His mind told him to do exactly that. But, as if of their own accord, his arms reached out to pull Lij down and cradle him to his chest, fingers running gently up and down his spine.

"Gods, Lij. I.....I haven't come that hard in so long. What did you do?" Smiling into his hair, he wondered where the hell this tenderness was coming from, that, surprisingly, he wasn't afraid to show to this man.

Elijah tensed as Jay pulled him to him. He didn’t know how to react at first, but felt himself melt against the man's warmth. He shifted and moaned as he felt Jay slip from him. He lay down against him, with his head on Jay's chest as he both felt and heard their heartbeats pound in their chests. He lifted his head and placed a gentle kiss on Jay's collarbone, nuzzling his face into the hollow of his neck, waiting for Jay to push him away, to leave, or to hurt him.

"Can you - I mean will you stay for just a few minutes, I'll get a towel in a minute, just - well I know you have to go, but just for a minute." Elijah almost shook his head at how fucking pathetic he sounded to his own ears. He cleared his throat and tried for something a little less tit-like.

"You want to stay and finish that beer?" He leaned up on his elbow and looked into the heavy lidded eyes of the man next to him.
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Fuck, he should just leave! Jake's first thought was that he had no place to go. His second was that he had no desire to leave this room. Sighing softly he lifted and tugged his shirt off, gently cleaning Lij and himself, scared to look directly at him. "I don't want the beer, Lij. And I don't need to go. I just...well, I was wondering if I could maybe ask you something? I know it's a lot to ask, and I know we don't know each other that well, but........" his voice trailed off, suddenly embarrassed. "Anyway, I wondered if maybe I could........could...spend the night? Just for tonight? If....I mean...." he stammered, finally decided to keep his mouth shut before he made an even bigger fool of himself.

Warning sirens went off in Elijah's head. Angel's hard and fast rule, no one ever slept over, ever. You didn't fall asleep with anyone. He stared to sit up, to tell Jake it had been fun and maybe he'd see him around. 'Fuck it, this guy didn't even have a job, probably didn't have any place to stay, he was just a fucking stray. The thought echoed through Elijah’s mind followed by another, a stray - Just. Like. Elijah himself.

Elijah reached and flipped the edge of the top sheet over them and nestled down into the warmth of the man holding him. "First one up has to figure out how to work that fucking machine and make coffee." He said and curled his slender fingers into the dark sweaty hair at Jay’s neck, nudging his nose into the warmth of Jay’s shoulder.

Jake laughed in relief and snuggled next to Lij, closing his eyes and pulling him close. Just for tonight.

After all, I *don't* have a bed. And...Its just sex..........Isn't it????

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