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Sep. 23rd, 2004 10:33 pm
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Thirteen across. Eight spaces. Startling Revelation.
Billy gave a wry grin and filled in the blanks. E-P-I-P-H-A-N-Y. The mental crossword puzzle he’d concocted never served him better. At one point, he’d used it simply to define someone as difficult to pinpoint as Dom. It was a game. At first it had been easy to use for Dom. Behaviour On Set J-U-V-E-N-I-L-E. Mood of his grin. C-O-C-K-Y.
But now there was a startling revelation. Billy’s epiphany, which slotted perfectly into this mad little mental crossword that Billy had created in his mind. It crossed paths with four down (which spelled out needy) and seven down as well (spelling out the well-worn adage. ‘pip’s merry’). This epiphany of his hadn’t exactly been one of those welcoming things. It was more of something he had stumbled on with his morning tea.
It had been Tuesday morning and he had been on the phone with Dom.
And he realized that Dom was in love with him.
***
Before James can protest, he’s being shoved up against a graffiti laden wall in the alley. Jack is fierce as he surges forward with his mouth, teeth, tongue, hands, and everything else is coming at him like surefire bullets.
“You seem somewhat familiar,” Jack growls while his hands unlatch the hook of James’ trousers. “Have we met before?”
“I was going to ask you the same thing,” James breathes into Jack’s ear, voice heavy and deep with desire. Jack’s mouth presses against his and he exhales into it, letting his limbs go heavy. “Jack,” he moans out as his eyes close.
Later, James will recall that he was never told the stranger’s name.
Jack had noticed right then and there.
He didn’t bother to mention the name that was flashing in the front of his brain over and over again in a heated rush. James he mentally cried out as James hooked one arm over Jack’s body.
***
In his dreams, there is a woman.
She sways over to his side, running a perfectly manicured nail down his cheek and neck – across the scar – before showcasing her body. He looks on with admiration and a desperate desire to see if she’s really real.
“No scars here,” she shimmies her hips a little, unwrapping the scarf she wears to show off a perfect neck without a single change in constant colour. He smiles bitterly; past remembrances usually have no place in his dreams. He holds a card in his hand, and he doesn’t know why. She’s looking at it though, one eyebrow raised and licking her upper lip.
“What is this?” he asks, holding it up. She saunters over and turns it for him to see. In his hand, he clasps the ace of spades.
“Your ace in the hole,” she tells him. She leans in and poises her lips just beside his ear, resting there perfectly. He closes his eyes and smells her, memorizes every angle of her scent and clings to it. “You just have to find him,” she whispers, her miasma slowly drifting away.
Wesley wakes up.
It was strange. Never in his life did Wesley think that he’d live the life of a corporate lawyer, yet here he was, one degree separated from it. Of course, he also never imagined that it might be evil corporate lawyers he would be one degree separation from, but then again, souled vampires wasn’t exactly an item on his life plan.
Billy gave a wry grin and filled in the blanks. E-P-I-P-H-A-N-Y. The mental crossword puzzle he’d concocted never served him better. At one point, he’d used it simply to define someone as difficult to pinpoint as Dom. It was a game. At first it had been easy to use for Dom. Behaviour On Set J-U-V-E-N-I-L-E. Mood of his grin. C-O-C-K-Y.
But now there was a startling revelation. Billy’s epiphany, which slotted perfectly into this mad little mental crossword that Billy had created in his mind. It crossed paths with four down (which spelled out needy) and seven down as well (spelling out the well-worn adage. ‘pip’s merry’). This epiphany of his hadn’t exactly been one of those welcoming things. It was more of something he had stumbled on with his morning tea.
It had been Tuesday morning and he had been on the phone with Dom.
And he realized that Dom was in love with him.
***
Before James can protest, he’s being shoved up against a graffiti laden wall in the alley. Jack is fierce as he surges forward with his mouth, teeth, tongue, hands, and everything else is coming at him like surefire bullets.
“You seem somewhat familiar,” Jack growls while his hands unlatch the hook of James’ trousers. “Have we met before?”
“I was going to ask you the same thing,” James breathes into Jack’s ear, voice heavy and deep with desire. Jack’s mouth presses against his and he exhales into it, letting his limbs go heavy. “Jack,” he moans out as his eyes close.
Later, James will recall that he was never told the stranger’s name.
Jack had noticed right then and there.
He didn’t bother to mention the name that was flashing in the front of his brain over and over again in a heated rush. James he mentally cried out as James hooked one arm over Jack’s body.
***
In his dreams, there is a woman.
She sways over to his side, running a perfectly manicured nail down his cheek and neck – across the scar – before showcasing her body. He looks on with admiration and a desperate desire to see if she’s really real.
“No scars here,” she shimmies her hips a little, unwrapping the scarf she wears to show off a perfect neck without a single change in constant colour. He smiles bitterly; past remembrances usually have no place in his dreams. He holds a card in his hand, and he doesn’t know why. She’s looking at it though, one eyebrow raised and licking her upper lip.
“What is this?” he asks, holding it up. She saunters over and turns it for him to see. In his hand, he clasps the ace of spades.
“Your ace in the hole,” she tells him. She leans in and poises her lips just beside his ear, resting there perfectly. He closes his eyes and smells her, memorizes every angle of her scent and clings to it. “You just have to find him,” she whispers, her miasma slowly drifting away.
Wesley wakes up.
It was strange. Never in his life did Wesley think that he’d live the life of a corporate lawyer, yet here he was, one degree separated from it. Of course, he also never imagined that it might be evil corporate lawyers he would be one degree separation from, but then again, souled vampires wasn’t exactly an item on his life plan.
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