The David and James Story

The David and James Story


Pairing: David/James

Rating: NC 17

Author: You think anyone’s gonna actually admit to writing this shit?

Disclaimer: No infringement of copyright is intended. You know who the characters belong to.

This is AU. The people involved would never behave like this in real life.

Chapter 7

The same apartment in Santa Monica

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“Oh, James,” David breathed against James’ cheek. “I want you…”

James froze. He knew what that meant. He was okay with the other stuff but was he actually ready for this?

“I’m not sure about…” he mumbled between kisses. “I… er… haven’t ever…”

David was kissing his neck now.

*.. and you’re so fucking big* he thought to himself. There was no way…

David stopped kissing him and looked him in the eye. James had the uncanny feeling David knew exactly what he was thinking. He swallowed nervously.

“I won’t do anything to hurt you and I don’t want to coerce you into something you’re not ready for,” David reassured him as he bent to suck an earlobe into his mouth teasing it with his tongue before releasing it.

“How about we take it in stages, see how it goes? We can stop any time,” he added. “You’re so beautiful, Baby. I just want to make love to you…”

*He said I’m beautiful! Shit, no one’s ever said that before.*

James laughed. He couldn’t help himself. Thisn’t n’t real. It couldn’t be.

David stopped what he was doing and stared at him, those big brown puppy dog eyes suddenly looking so sad.

James didn’t know what to think. When he’d woken up this morning, he was, as far as he knew, straight but during the course of the day he’d kissed a man, repeatedly; given head to and been blown by the same man; and now he was about to get fucked. Not only that but the said man was God’s gift to women… man… both… whatever. No way could this actually be happening to him. It must be a dream. The alarm would go off in a minute and he’d wake up, go to work, film another round of fight sequences with Sarah and then come home again back to his lonely bed and another night with only his own hand for company.

“What did I do?” David asked. He looked embarrassed but there was something else too. His pride was wounded.

“Pinch me,” James said. “I wanna wake up now before this becomes habit forming.”

David frowned.

“I don’t understand,” he said. “What’s wrong, James? Don’t you want to make love?”

James sat up as David rolled off him and got to his feet.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen…Let’s jcallcall it a mistake. I should go,” David said, turning to leave.

“No wait,” James said, jumping up to follow him. “Please… I don’t want you to leave.”

God, this was real after all. It was actually happening. This gorgeous guy really wanted him. What’s more, James suddenly realised he wanted him back.

David turned around to face him and James threw his arms around his neck.

“I’m the one who should apologise,” he said. “I got confused. It’s not every day I get propositioned by a hunk like you. I thought I was dreaming.”

He reached up to place a kiss on David’s mouth. David responded hesitantly. Couldn’t blame him really. Probably thought he’d change his mind again.

“I want you to stay,” James said. He really did. He was surprised how much.

“Are you sure?”

“Let me try and convince you,” James said, taking David by the hand and leading him into the bedroom. He wanted to spend the night with this gorgeous guy. He wanted to kiss and be kissed by him. He wanted to touch and be touched by him. He wanted whatever it was he was offering. Fuck being straight… he could do that tomorrow.

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