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[apocalypsejack]

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For Keith

[apocalypsejack]

[Continued from here]

I'm always up for company.

I was too drunk to be responsible for anything I might have done to you.

o, thanks

[theemokid]

Okay, sure. And I don't think you've done anything, I'd know.

[apocalypsejack]

I'd check for lipstick, not bruises. I'm more of a lover than a fighter.

written matter of factly by him. XD written more than he usually would - hangover XD

[theemokid]

[There's a long pause before the next message. And then it comes.]



I've checked. No lipstick. Besides, I'm not the type that people fall in love with. It's because I don't connect much. One'd've to fight for it t get me to.

[angelic_asshole]

Balthazar had heeded Jack's message about wanting payment in the form of food so clutched in a bag he had some oysters, champagne and some figs. That was what he desired so the angel had made it so. How to please a rather fussy prostitute? Try to butter him up with what he loved most.

Teleporting to Jack's location was easy since he had honed in on the man's apartment at the top of a tall Manhatten skyscraper. Very fancy. The city on the other hand well...that was another story. Seedy and full of vermin could be the chosen words among others.

"I do hope I didn't keep you waiting, darling."

Stepping up towards Jack, Balthazar waved the bag of goodies in front of the other man smirking.

[apocalypsejack]

Jack is indeed laying out in a lawn chair chaise with a very frilly umbrella shading him and he is slowly sipping at a bottle of Jack Daniels. Oddly there is a rocket launcher sitting beside the chair. There is also a large white dog sitting beside him that looks curiously at the new arrival and then to its master for directions.

"It's a beautiful day to wait." He was waiting for more than Balthazar today.

Seeing the man, or rather angel, step forward he drops a leg off either side of the chaise to offer him a seat between his legs.

[angelic_asshole]

The dog caught the angel a little off-guard as he indeed sat down in between his host's legs, offering him a coy glance as he set the food and drink down on the nearby table. The bottle of Jack Daniels reminded Balthazar of himself as he tended to get through many bottles in one night's sitting. It just showed that he was in familiar company.

"Indeed. Even better when handsome men sit underneath frilly umbrellas."

A sly hand came out to slide up Jack's leg. Just a quick touch, nothing too demanding and owing payment for. Not yet. Balthazar liked to toy with his lovers before jumping into bed with them.

[apocalypsejack]

He notices the glance at the dog and smiles. "That's Diamond."

Jack sets his rocks glass aside and pulls a out a pair of champagne glasses from next to the chair. These he offers to the angel.

"Speak for yourself." Jack sits up to be closer to the angel. "I'm closer to the median."

Carnival Date

[apocalypsejack]

Continued from here

"Don't pretend you don't want it too. You're just as dirty." Jack accuses with a playful grin.

Jack is on wheels and glides easily backwards as he is pushed by his eager lover. Jack moans at the touch of lips to skin. He always wants this man. It's been difficult to work because he keeps thinking about his hands and lips when he's out with others. It's difficult to tone it out so his clients don't notice.

"You do too." Jack purrs while pressing his thigh farther between his lover's legs. Rolling his hips he presses in against that growing bulge to the rhythm that thier sex usually falls into. "Let me take care of you."

His hands are already down pulling at Balthazar's belt to unbuckle it.

Re: Carnival Date

[angelic_asshole]

"Oh, I know I'm just as dirty as you. As for decorum...that seems to sail out of the window with you, darling. I love how you think."

The wheels certainly did help in this case making manoeuvring Jack around not as hard as if he were walking. Perhaps, next time he should have used one of those scarves to pull him around since he always seemed to wear them. It was a mental note taken. A soft needy groan escaped the angel's lips at the thigh pressing into his hardening erection. That always felt good. He couldn't help but chuckle softly as he glanced down at his lover's skilled quick fingers working on his buckle.

"In a hurry, love?

Eyes glancing at either side of the stand and so far no one was venturing around the back of the stand. Balthazar didn't even care at this point. If someone did see them then fuck it. He was about to get given head.

[apocalypsejack]

"Yes." Jack whispers breathlessly before biting Balthazar's lower lip and giving it a good suck before letting go. "Don't you want me to do that lower? Down here?"

Jack slid his hand into the jeans as they came open. Hand cupping his lover he pressed in with his whole body. They were definitely in the same page as far as wants which seemed thier way. It was as if they could read each other's minds as things turned erotic.

[angelic_asshole]

"Do it. I want those wicked lips wrapped around my throbbing cock. Make me come into that delightfully hot mouth of yours. I'm leaking right now. Spotting my jeans for you, Jack."

Guess what? Balthazar wasn't wearing any underwear. Perhaps it was a premonition that formed in his mind prior to attending the carnival. Maybe he knew he'd get up to erotic situations with his lover this night. The angel gasped when he felt that hand pressing against his throbbing taught flesh. There was a slight damp spot on his jeans where the slit of his cock had been leaking pre-cum due to his high state of arousal.

"Fuck--I'm so hard for you right now. I can feel it throbbing for you, darling."

Halloween Party Truth Without the Dare with Ziggy and Balthazar

[apocalypsejack]

Continued from here

"No, Just truths." Ziggy corrects before glancing at Jack. The two of them just grin, drinking and thinking over what to ask.

Jack has an idea and Ziggy nods out to give him the floor for questioning. "Which of your senses turns you on the fastest during foreplay?"

Ok, it was a personal curiosity and this was the perfect chance to ask it.

[angelic_asshole]

Oh, so it was going to be just truths then. Fair enough. Given that they were still at the party then this would prove to be very interesting indeed. Also, slightly erotic now that the questions were delving into the gutter. Of course they were. It was only a matter of time.

"Ooh, naughty. Hm, I'd have to say touch. I enjoy having my nipples pinched and my inner thighs rubbed. Gets me worked up more than anything."

Balthazar was getting drunk enough to admit the full dirty truth. If Jack and Ziggy wanted a show then he would give them one.

"Right, my go. What's the most number of orgasms you boys have had in one night?"

[apocalypsejack]

Jack slides his hand down from Balthazar's waist to his inner thigh and digs his nails into the leather just for a second.

Jack's eye gets wide. "With one person, or in general because...." He's had some busy nights and he would have to think about it a lot.

"That's a good question." Ziggy himself has been in some trashy parties where this might be a reasonable question.

[angelic_asshole]

Oh, that felt good. Even better now the angel's body was warm and buzzing; his blood stream filled with both mortal and immortal booze. Gasping at the nails digging into his inner thigh he shot Jack a wanton stare.

"One person."

Right now, he wasn't thinking about all the others Jack had slept with but is only focused on wanting to offer the man infinite pleasure. How many orgasms could he achieve with his lover on one night? As for Ziggy, well, did he have Jack's stamina also?

[apocalypsejack]

(Continued from here)

"I'm alright. It just hurts." Jack tells the angel. After all the bleeding had finally stopped. He has some bruising on the lip and on his arms.

"They're in the river somewhere." Jack glances over his shoulder at the river below.

Jack wraps his arms around Balthazar's shoulders, standing but hobbled by the wound. At least he was only in heels and not skates today. "Thank you."

[angelic_asshole]

"Of course it hurts. Oh, Jack--I should have come sooner."

Teleporting his lover safely back to the house, Balthazar gently laid Jack out on their bed, stroking a few stray hairs from his face. Planting a soft kiss to his lover's forehead, he stepped back to assess the damage. It was a deep and nasty wound made by a blade, yet the angel could treat it. He knew there was no point in making himself feel guilty that his lover had been injured. This was part of Jack's world and Balthazar knew he couldn't be everywhere at the same time. Some bastard was always out there to cause harm to someone else and that man had to be Jack.

"Lie down on the bed, love. I'll treat your wounds."

[apocalypsejack]

Jack doesn't resist being laid down. He's never had anyone take care of him and he's visibly nervous. He trusts Balthazar but it's so unexpected to not have to be the one bandaging himself and others.

"If you have thread and a needle I can sew it up." This was what Jack was used to. He had sewn wounds before without anything for the pain aside from an occasional drink.

AU for Hunter

[apocalypsejack]

Jack sends Hunter the address where he is currently standing. It's not the best part of New York City but he's working. Standing on the side of the street in his work clothes he pulls out a cigarette to smoke while he waits for his ride. There are a lot of people around jeering at him but he's used to the crude language and abuse. It happens all the time. It's how his life has been since he remembers anything. Just the streets and his own wits. The thoughts have him rubbing at the eye patch and his damaged eye before he sighs and wonders what sort of vehicle he's waiting for.

Re: AU for Hunter

[rockin_thehousedown]

Hunter had arranged for the limo to be driven to wherever Jack was waiting. Probably on the side of a street somewhere since the rock star knew of the man's profession. Sliding further onto the seat, he was dressed in his leopard suit. He wasn't wearing a shirt under it nor any underwear either. Just his white heeled loafers to finish off the look.

As the limo got closer to Jack's position, Hunter opened the door as it slowed down. He noticed the jeering crowd and immediately got angry. The poor bloke didn't need a fucking mob around him. Getting out, Hunter stuck his middle finger up at the mob and wasn't afraid.

"Haven't you got anything else better to do with your tiny shitty lives? Fuck off and leave him alone."

He addressed the mob and then walked up to Jack, unphased. Offering the man a ride into the limo, Hunter allowed Jack to get in first away from weirdos and thugs. The world wasn't a nice place for a male prostitute. Getting inside the limo, he noticed the mob walking away slowly.

[apocalypsejack]

Jack completely tuned them out. The harsh words were easy to ignore. At least this group had kept their hands to themselves and he wasn't beaten or violated in anyway. They could scream until they were blue in the face.

Even so he smiles a little at Hunter's bold tirade at the group that was trying to harass him. "They're not worth your time."

He says as he's ushered into the limo, scooting across the seat so Hunter can get in with him.

For Balthazar

[apocalypsejack]

The bands are in the Penthouses above me, but yes it is a swanky place.

I'll open the balcony doors.

[angelic_asshole]

"I'll be up in a moment, love."

Balthazar made short work of the flight which took him less than a few minutes to navigate his way through the skyscrapers until he found the swanky looking hotel. It looked very nice indeed and it caused the angel to smirk as he landed just outside the balcony doors of Jack's room. He hadn't come empty handed though, oh no---he was carrying a bottle of vintage champagne and had a basket of goodies. Food items mostly. Things that Antheans could eat.

"Now I'm getting deja vu."

He stepped down and waited for Jack to appear out of the doors.

[apocalypsejack]

Jack is stretched out on one of the plush sofas in the suite reading when Balthazar shows up. It's enough to make him smile.

"We were a lot higher up." As he comes out on the balcony. "Ziggy and Mick have the top floor here I think."