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Reflections (Translucentfeathers & Church)

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Jasyn couldn't remember the last time he let himself really slip out for an evening of fun, it seemed as though it had been ages. Long fingers pushed through the haphazard black hair that fell across his forehead, the lightly sun-kissed skin paired with bright green eyes left him looking exotic. Granted, his more natural appearance was far more boring, pale skin with a head full of wild dark hair and pale grey eyes were nothing to boast of. This look however? It was a look for when he was on the prowl and searching for a good night.

There were several bustling bars and even a club around the block he could choose to use but the one on main street with an old town rustic feel and warm atmosphere had caught his attentions. Pushing through the front door Jasyn scanned the establishment, checking for any familiar faces or previous ex's before smiling when he found himself surrounded by the busy weekend crowd of unfamiliar strangers. He could get lost easily in a place like this. His hand shifted his jacket down, shoulders rolling softly to let it fall around his wrists before draping it across his lap as he hopped onto the bar stool and asked for a beer. Jasyn spun around on the stool then while he waited on his drink, scanning the crowd again, this time looking to see if anyone peaked his interests.

Jasyn's particular abilities left him with a wide array of choices, able to form and mold himself easily to fit himself into the perfect dream of anyone he persued. It also granted him an endless supply of possible first impressions. If he ended up botching his first attempts with someone a quick change of clothes and new face and he had a second chance, he rarely did that though, usually finding it felt cheap and...wrong. Then again, his sense of morals weren't always commendable, often using a change of appearance to avoid someone who had grown too attached or clingy.

Jasyn smiled and winked when the bar tender extended him his beer before he turned back to the bar top and fiddled briefly with the napkin that had been laid out as a coaster, watching it capture the water droplets that formed on the outside of the chilled glass as they slipped down to soak into the soft paper. It wasn't as though he disliked the idea of something long term or even a partner wanting to be slightly posessive over him, but it always ended the same...when they found out about his abilities they either freaked and ran screaming which left him broken hearted and uprooting his life to relocate somewhere new...or they became controlling and dictated how he should look every minute of their time together-forcing him into catering their every desire with instant gratification. He had no issues with changing his appearance for fun, fullfilling someone's long held fantasies on occasion, but the level of control he had experienced with some of those men had him feeling like a toy they wanted to use only to get pissed when he refused to play along.

One night stands were safer, easier and a lot more fun. It didn't take emotional investment, there was no risk of needing to relocate or of anyone's heart being broken as it always came to an end before it got that far. The anomnyty that it offered comforted him, and he knew it was in that he was safe.
 
"Shit" he had missed his turn who knows how many miles ago. The map spread out on the hood of his car told him as much, if he was even reading that correctly. He’d have to double back and look closer this time, as there was no way he’d be looking for a third. Jax had left his house early this morning and had been driving almost all day trying to find some tiny town no one had ever heard of so that he could try and find something out about what was going on in the town. Searching through death reports had shown quite a few, far too many for how small the town was.

It was dark as he finally found himself on what seemed to be the main street of town, looking back and forth for a motel to finally end his exhaustion when he saw a bar that seemed rather warm and busy enough to hide amongst others and not draw too much attention to himself. He'd gotten a room at a motel down the street and decided to walk to the bar he'd seen earlier, knowing him he'd end up drinking more than he should and didn't need to be driving after that. He certainly didn't have the money to get out of jail or repair his car if he'd hit something.

Jax had been born with an almost full head of jet black hair and to his parents surprise had lightened into a white-blonde by the time he was in middle school. His dark grey-blue eyes stuck out against his pale skin and many joked that he'd never seen the sun before or that he was the perfect aryan race that Hitler had been searching for. The bar had seemed perfect to him. No one stared at him in his jeans and t-shirt like he didn't belong and it seemed that even in this moderately small town there were enough strangers to keep the locals busy. He was pleased that the mood of the bar seemed light and fun, clearly no one was trying to make life hard for anyone else, everyone was just trying to blow off some steam after work and it was refreshing, the normalcy of the situation.

His eyes scanned the room quickly, trying to see if there was anyone that caught his eye. He wasn't necessarily looking for a hook up, there was work he needed to do in the morning, but he wouldn't be adverse if the opportunity presented itself to him. There were a few men he'd found attractive, though most were already with a girl or trying to be though it was painfully obvious to anyone else that the girl would rather be anywhere else. Letting out a sigh he made his way up to the bar, it looked like it might be more solo drinking for him tonight. He motioned to the bartender and ordered a whiskey, downing the first and then sipping slower on the second that was poured. He played with the glass between his thumb and index finger, thinking about nothing and everything, starting to lose his present to his past before almost shaking himself awake.

There was no reason for him to start falling into what had already happened when there were countless possibilities for him right here in this room. He straightened himself and turned, looking out towards the designated dance floor, where a few were grinding against each other to the beat of the music. He watched the edges of the room, where there were single people looking to meet someone but not having the guts to make their move yet. Down the bar from where he sat was a man almost too pretty to be in a place like this, and his eyes slowly raked up and down his frame, taking him all in in case this was the closest he'd get. He couldn't help but think he didn't have the courage to approach the man either, taking another shot and reveling in the burn that accompanied it, knowing in even a few minutes he'd start feeling much braver and willing to risk looking like an idiot.
 
Jasyn chatted up his bar tender with a slow smile, finger tracing over the condensation on his beer glass as he kept the topics light and teasing, knowing the best ways to get a free drink was to make nice with the men and women serving them. Granted, the women he ususlly gossiped with and asked which regulars he should avoid when he looked for a partner, and the men he flirted openly with in hopes of them possibly becoming a parter.

This one had the glint of a wedding ring though so he kept his more lewd comments to himself and he just worked on building up a good rapport with him. That's when a flash of blonde hair and pale skin caught the corner of his eye. The guy was...definitely attractive. He took a moment to eye his worn jeans and t-shirt, the casual way he walked into the bar and sat down. The first drink he slammed back before ordering a second thsy he sipped slowly.

He saw the way the other man eyed rhe dance floor and the bar as a whole, eyes flitting over the crowd as if searching for someone he didn't know yet in that slow unhurried way. Maybe this man was looking for something simple and unattached, a few drinks some dancing and if he was lucky a tumble between the sheets. When thr blond's eyes turned to him and Jasyn hysically felt his slender form being raked over by an intense gaze from the other man. He smiled to himself, wondering if the blond would act on his staring. Jasyn noticed he was knocking back the shot he had and smiled brightly before leaning into the bar a bit and calling the bartender over.

Jasyn asked a refill for the other man to be added to his tab before he borrowed a pen to scrawl out a brief message on a napkin with the drink. He watched as it happened, the bartender walking over to set rhe napkin with the message down sliding it along with the whiskey, towards the man.

~Here's a shot of liquid courage for you to help you act on those looks.~

Once he finished reading Jasyn hoped the unsubtle nod from the bartender to indicate who sent the drink would send the blond's attentions his way again. He smiled a bit in the blond's direction as he waited to see how the other man would react.
 
Jax was quite surprised by how busy the bar was that night. Usually the places he went into were quiet with regular drunkards at the bar and maybe a couple making out in the back somewhere that wanted to be out but didn't want too much attention on them either. This was something quite the opposite and he much preferred this. If he wanted to hit on someone it wasn't a spectacle and if he was rejected he could just move on to someone else without them realizing that they'd been a second, or even sometimes third, choice.

The noise was deafening but also welcome, giving him a break from his own thoughts and keeping him engaged with all that was going on around him. After his initial sweep of the room he turned again, drink in hand, scanning to see if anyone else may have appeared while also giving him another chance to check out the man down the bar from him. He tried keeping his looks quick, especially after how long he'd taken him in the first time. He was still trying to drink his way there into actually getting up off the barstool to say something.

A slight frown paired with a look of confusion crossed his face as another drink appeared before him. He knew he hadn't asked for another one and definitely hadn't drunk enough yet to have already forgotten ordering another. He noticed writing on the napkin, pulling it away from the drink and reading it quickly, hoping that it was dark enough in the room to hide the slight blush he knew had come to his cheeks. He glanced up towards the bartender who gave him a nod down the bar, leaning forward and catching the gaze of the man he'd been unabashedly staring at only minutes before. Well, at least he thought he'd been a little less obvious though it didn't seem like the other had cared whatsoever.

A shy smile spread his lips and he looked back into his drink for a moment before catching the bartender again. "I'll take two of whatever he's drinking" he had said, taking the shot before getting up off the stool. He was glad the dark haired man was almost finished with his beer, it was much more difficult to toss one of those back versus the whiskey he'd been drinking. Standing made it much more apparent the drinks he'd taken already, warmth spreading through his body and making his head feel light.

"Trying to get me drunk?" Jax teased with a smile, leaning in close to the mans ear so that he could be heard without having to yell over the din. He stood close to him, one hand even resting lightly on his knee as he leaned towards the bar to take the drinks from the bartender. The movement gave Jasyn a full view of a scar that ran from beneath the collar of his shirt from his shoulder to behind his ear and up to his hairline. He set one drink in front of the man and lift his own with a nod as if saying 'cheers' before taking a sip of it.
 
Jasyn smiled, turning to let his eyes sweep over the pale blond man as he rose from his place to approach him. The easy way he walked and loose smile he had made it apparent to Jasyn the other man was probably riding a comfortable warm buzz, and Jasyn grinned as he polished off the last of his beer to nod at this nameless gorgeous man standing next to him.The close proximity had heat flaring through Jasyn with the way the man's words in his ear pushed warm breath over the side of his temple, stirring his hair and making him shiver slightly.

"Depends on how well you can function when you are drunk, gorgeous," he purred, raising an eyebrow and offering a small smile. He glanced down at where the guy had placed his hand on Jasyn's knee and he shifted, turning his body towards the other man's so he could hear and see him better in the busy bar.

Jasyn took a long pull from his beer, eyes lingering over the stretch of scar that was showing when the man next to him leaned over to snag his beer from the bar top. He wanted to ask, fingers itching to reach out and trace it, but resisted. Some scars came with dark memories and he wouldn't risk having heavy memories dampening the tone they were working with. Speaking of tone...

Jasyn smiled, eyes taking their own turn to sweep over the man's features and build appreciatively. He let the hand not holding his beer reach out, fingers snagging in the denim belt loops of the guy's pants to gently tug him closer. "My name is Jasyn, care to give me yours so I know what to call out later?" He asked, leaving the details of why he would be calling his name up to the other man's imagination.
 
It felt nice to be close to someone he didn't know again. The endless possibilities and the newness of someone that he'd never spoken to before and never touched. He heard the mans voice and turned his ear slightly before startling a little at being called gorgeous. There was a flush to his face but whether that was due to the alcohol or embarrassment he'd never tell. His grip tightened for half a second before smiling "I'll function just fine" he assured the man. The drinks he'd had before was most certainly the only reason he'd been able to recover from the comment albeit it wasn't a great comeback at least he wasn't just slack-jawed.

Jax turned his head, watching him square his body to him and let his eyes wander up from his knees to his face slowly, not caring that it was completely obvious and his gaze hungry. That slight tug was enough to do him in, seeing the other mans fingers looped through his pants and stepping closer to him being quite enough to make him ready to leave the bar. An eyebrow raised as he looked at the man, Jasyn, and another blush spread across his cheeks. God, he must look like a virgin with how flushed he'd been this evening but he wasn't used to someone being so forward with their desires, not that he was displeased in the slightest. If anything he'd just blame it on that last whiskey he'd taken.

He tried hiding his face by bringing his glass to his mouth and taking a long swig. "You can call me Jackson or Jax, if you want. If not I'm sure I'll respond to about anything you say" His hand moving up his leg a couple inches as he put his beer back onto the bar to focus completely on this man. He stood with one leg between Jasyn's knees, foot on the rail around the stool. He dropped his other hand to stay in the same position as the first, leaning forward, so glad he'd decided change clothes from the ones that he'd worn the past three days and had stains from who knows what on them and take a shower before showing up here.

"Do you live around here Jasyn?" He asked him, wondering if he was a local or if he'd just managed to stumble into the same bar as some random stranger that was passing through the city similar to him. He was also wondering if the man drove or if he was going to have to call a taxi to take them back to his motel, which was probably the safer option. He wasn't sure that he was going to be able to keep his hands to himself if they were alone. "You know, I don't think you're nearly drunk enough to fit in with the crowd here" he told the other with a smirk. It had taken him three times as much to drink to even get up to talk to this beautiful man and truth be told he was fairly jealous by how confident he was in himself.
 
"May not be drunk enough to fit in here but my charm hopefully makes up for it," he hummed, his free hand coming up to snag in the other man's shirt collar when he leaned in. Those hungry open stares Jackson was givng him left Jasyn feeling like there was heat flaring through him. He liked the Jax's hands felt on his legs, the way he was resting a leg between his own on Jasyn's stool as he leaned into his space. He used the grip on the blond's shirt collar to drag Jax in, lips sealing to his in a playful kiss to test the waters, to make sure the sparks he thought he could see were really there.

He let out a soft huff of breath against Jax's lips when he pulled away to breathe, blinking slowly at him, eyes trained on him. "And I live a little ways off, you gotta motel or something? You don't look like a local," Jasyn hummed, his eyes flickering of the pale features of the other man's face. He was definitely not from around here, or if he was, he was a new face Jasyn hadn't seen yet. He was pretty damn sure he would recognize this guy if he had seen him before.

Jasyn leaned back though, hand slipping free from his t-shirt to grab his beer and throw back the last of it before tugging out his wallet and laying down a few bills to cover his drinks and the shot he had bought Jax and enoigh for a tip. He didn't offer to pay for Jackson's though, not willing to get into a squabble or make this something it wasn't. Slipping down, Jasyn slid off the barstool, shoving the blond man back a bit so his when his feet hit the door he wouldn't be straddling the leg resting between his, the fact that he may or may not have brushed against Jax's body as he stood didn't need to be mentioned.

Jasyn stretched easily before jerking his head towards the door. "We can get a cab to your place if you're close, unless you would rather walk," he offered with a slow smile before shrugging. "Or if I am misreading the signals you can tell me now and I can find someone else, no hard feelings," he said with a slow easy smile and a wink.
 
Jasyn had charm enough to go around, that was for sure. It seemed to be seeping from his pores and sticky enough to catch whomever looked at him. Jackson felt like a little fly caught in a web though he would be more than happy to be eaten by the spider. The kiss was sudden and welcome, smirking as the man pulled away though he didn't stray too far from him. "I'm in the one right down the street," confirming the others suspicion.

Jax had known assumed earlier that Jasyn was the one night stand type but hearing that he lived further away reaffirmed his thoughts. If he was going to sleep around he wouldn't want the chance to run into the same person in the grocery store a week later and have to deal with all the awkwardness that could surround that. He was slightly enraptured in watching the man finish off his drink, staring at the long stretch of skin of his neck and finding himself with the sudden urge to bite it.

He let out a breath at feeling the man graze against him "are you in such a hurry?" He smiled as he pulled out his own wallet and left plenty to cover the tab and give a gracious tip. It certainly wasn't for the service but more in a lack of patience on his own part. He moved to follow the other and smirked at his last comment "I don't know how else you could read those signals" he admitted to the man, a hand placed square on Jasyn's ass to spur him into keep moving towards the exit and let him know exactly how he should read his signals.

As soon as they'd stepped outside he dialed for a cab, standing fairly close to the man and just looking him over underneath the harsh glare of the streetlight. He could see the sharp angles in his face clearer out here and he was glad it only took a couple minutes for the driver to arrive. Opening the door for Jasyn, he slid in next to him and placed a hand on the upper inside of his thigh without a second thought. It was almost possessive though still very relaxed as there was no more wondering what would happen in a short while. "It's the little motel up the road, star-something or other" he told the driver and leaned back against the seat to look down into the face of his 'guest' for the night.
 
Jasyn smiled when he felt himself being shifted and guided, the firm hand on his ass and stares had a small flush of heat and desire sliping over his skin and left him wanting more. Jasyn slipped out of the front door of the bar before standing there in the dark with only a the sharp blaring light of a street lamp hovering over them.

Jasyn smiled when he heard Jax making the call for a cab, shifting a little closer to the pale man until the cab pulled up to the curb they were waiting on. The way Jax opened the door for him had Jasym arching an eyebrow briefly before he slid into the vehicle with a small smirk. "Such a gentleman," he hummed easily. "Hope it doesn't stick once we get back to your place," he all but purred into the blond's ear, teeth grazing over the edge of the lobe gently before he pulled back with a dark smile.

The hand wrapping over his upper thigh felt claiming and he reveled slightly in the idea of being wanted and owned by someone. It was a long term luxury he couldn't afford but it didn't mean he didn't welcome imagining it and playing at possessive tones when the opportunity arose. Jasyn's hand slipped up to curl around the forearm attached to the hand currently possessing his thigh, squeezing gently despite the way his nails dragged over the gorgeous skin playfully. "Seems like I am not the only one in a hurry, gorgeous."
 
Jax felt much more relaxed standing outside with this man near him. The slight breeze was cool against his heated cheeks and gave him a little more confidence knowing Jasyn had also chosen him to go home with. Something stirred deep in the pit of his stomach feeling the teeth scrape against his ear and squeezed the others ass in response "only a gentleman in the streets, my love" he smirked, eyes focused on his body as he maneuvered himself into the short cab and moved towards the center of the seat. The nails in his skin went almost immediately to his groin and his own nails dug into the pants Jasyn was wearing though his nails were much shorter due to manual labor being his line of work.

He laughed softly and had opened his mouth to respond when he heard something akin to 'I would get the fucking faggots' come from the front of the car. His entire temperament shifted dramatically as he looked forward "Sir, with all due respect, do your job and shut your goddamn fucking mouth before I rip your tongue out and shove it up your ass." Jax finished his short tirade with a smile and turned his entire attention back to Jasyn. Anger bubbled within him from so many times of being called names and having people walk all over him that with the loose tongue whiskey had provided him his rage had spilled quick with an idiot like this who wouldn't keep his head out of his ass and mind his own business.

After the comment he made an effort into touching the other and saying whatever he could think of that would make the driver upset. He wrapped one arm around Jasyn's shoulders and used one hand to rub up and down his thigh "of course I'm in a hurry. You're just so fucking beautiful I can't take it." His mouth moved to the man's neck and alternated between kissing and sucking "and I am so excited to get you back so that I can suck your cock and fuck you so hard in the ass that the neighbors will come insert their shit opinions when they're not wanted" he growled and bit the mans neck in an attempt to get a noise out of him. He didn't think it would hurt too bad and he had a notion that he might enjoy it a bit as well.
 
Jasyn felt his eyes widen a bit at the growled out threats Jax made in response to the cabbie's comment. The violent promise of shoving the drivers tongue up his own ass after ripping it out of him coaxed a small laugh to bubble out despite the fact that most people would have been mortified at such a dark comment. He leaned in closer to Jax, eyes sliding shut as he shifted and grinned in the back seat. "Offering to help the man tongue himself may just prove a temptation rather than a means of threatening," he hummed with a snicker.

Jasyn's mind short circuited though when Jax's fingers dug into the meat of his thigh in response to the slow drag of nails over pale skin, and all thoughts of the cab driver and anyone else in the world vanished. He was hungry and wanting and Jasyn arched slightly when he felt those tempting lips moving against his neck and muttering heated dark promises that just made his head fucking spin. "Damn you know how to talk pretty," he said playfully even though his eyes were shut and he was panting softly at the graphic images Jax's words painted in his head. "You aren't leaving me much room to do anything for you though." Which just meant he would have to get creative and spin things a bit so he could have some fun.

A hand snaked up to tangle in the blond hair as he tugged the other man closer, baring his neck a little bit more as a breathy moan escaped his lips when he felt teeth bite down over the tan smooth skin of his throat. "Shit," he gasped as his head lolled back on the arm Jackson had wrapped around his shoulders. "Fuck, Jax, do that again," he practically purred. The fact that they were still in the back seat of a cab seemed a distant thing and he couldn't care less at the way the cab drivier grumbled uncomfortably just a few feet away.
 
The response to his anger was unexpected, though it was welcomed, laughing along with him "you know, you're right. He probably would enjoy that far too much," he agreed. Jasyn's reactions to his touches and his kisses was everything he wanted and only served to make him hungrier for the noises he let out and the curses that fell free from his lips. He chuckled slightly at the compliment, licking a stripe up his neck and biting on his earlobe. "I guess that means you're just going to have to figure something else out huh?" he whispered in his ear.

His nails dug in again as the hand pulled his hair and moved him closer to Jasyn, reveling in the effect it had had on him. He smirked slightly, letting his tongue trace the teethmarks he'd just left in perfect skin. He couldn't believe how his skin was so pure and looked so untouched, he wanted to leave marks all over him. He wanted bite marks, hickies, bruises, everything he could to make the man remember him and this night. Jax liked leaving little mementos or souvenirs he liked to call them.

He bit into his neck again, hard, not enough to draw blood or anything but it was close to his carotid artery and he could feel it pulsing beneath his tongue, only causing him to sink his teeth in just a little bit more, just to see. Using a hand to grab the mans hair and turn his head he took advantage of the position to leave another bite on the other side of his throat as well. The hand on his thigh slowly started positioning itself on the man's crotch, squeezing him in time with his bites and kisses he'd leave after his teeth.
 
Jasyn hummed happily, body shifting under the ministrations, the hand in Jax's hair tightening gently to tug him closer as he repressed a shiver against the lick along his throat and the teeth snagging over his ear. Jasyn's smile broadened and he leaned in closer, pressing himself in against the firm body next to him. "Trust me, gorgeous," he purred back. "I can get pretty damn creative."

Jasyn's nails slid back down over the forearm he clutched at like a lifeline when Jax's hand came down to squeeze and work over his crotch with confident tight movements that had his back arching and hips lifting up into the steady friction. Jasyn mumbled out a curse under his breath when he felt Jax's hand grip his own hair and use the motion to bare his throat even more as he continued biting hard enough to marr the skin, the mumblings turning into a breathless moan. He felt the cab slam to a stop and was jolted slightly by the suddenness of it.

Opening his eyes, Jasyn blinked outside the windows of the cab before smirking, glancing back over at Jax. "Nice digs, can't wait to garner some shit opinions from your neighbors," he said before leaning back in to steal one last heated kiss before his hands worked to free himself and open the car door and slip out, tossing enough for half the fare at the asshole driver before slipping his hands in his back pockets.
 
Jax welcomed the body pressing closer to him, wondering how they could manipulate and shape their bodies in the small backseat of the cab. He smirked and bit his bottom lip lightly "I'm very excited to see what you come up with then," he murmured back to him, unable to help the smile that kept appearing on his face whenever the man spoke, the lust quite evident in his voice. He let out a little groan at feeling the fingers gripping his arm so tightly, forever pulling him closer.

He swore as he was launched into the back of the passenger seat before starting to laugh hysterically as he ran a hand through his hair. "Well, someone is a little angry" he giggled, moaning into the kiss and letting out a little whine as the man pulled away. He threw a few dollars into the mans lap and leaned close to him "hope you enjoyed the show" he winked at the man before laughing again and climbing out of the car and following the other, rolling his eyes as the tires spun, burning rubber as he tried to get the hell out of there as fast as he could.

He wrapped his arms around the tanned man, kissing his neck and laughing a little as he tried to remember what room he'd been given. "Here," he dug around in his pocket, holding onto Jasyn so that he wouldn't stumble and gave the fished key to him "is there a number on there?" He let the other lead him to whatever room it said on that plastic tag that hangs from the key. "You want a drink?" he asked the man, lifting a bottle of whiskey with a smirk "we can do body shots" he offered though he was much more inclined to put his mouth on every other part of his body.
 
Jasyn took the key and shifted in the other man's arms enoigh to guide him an Jax to the room. His hands fumbled at the lock slightly as he became distracted by those wandering lips pressing heated kisses over his neck. The door finally gave way and he nearly stumbled into the dark room, hands reaching out to drag Jax inside the doorway with him, arms wrapping around him tightly as he leaned in to give him a tight kiss, hand coming up to snag the bottle of whiskey from Jax's.

When Jasyn pulled away he lifted the bottle to his lips and took a long pull, more than enough to equal several shots before setting the bottle back down on the small table next to them before stepping back enough to smile up at him with a slow dark smile. "Body shots are fun but they aren't what I want from you right now," he said easily, eyes roaming over Jax hungrily. His fingers knotted in Jackson's shirt and he used the tight grip to pull the other man in, dragging him over to push him onto the bed with a rough shove.

Jasyn climbed onto the bed, straddling Jax's hips easily before he began pulling off the black shirt he wore, making a bit of a show of it as he did so, revealing inch by inch the tan lean lines of his torso, the smooth sun kissed skin covering his body as he stretched, temptingly, tugging the shirt off over his head to fling over the side of the bed. Jasyn licked his lips before folding over Jax, hands coming up to tangle in his soft short blond hair as Jasyn sealed his mouth over the other man's hungrily.
 
He stumbled right along with Jasyn into the room, trying not to fall all over him. He moaned a little into the kiss, giving him the bottle freely with a loose smile on his face. Jax watched his every moment, licking his lips "that's so fucking hot" he admitted as he was thrown back onto the bed, the effort taking little strength at this point. He groaned watching Jasyn, shifting on the bed to make himself more comfortable and bit his bottom lip. His hands slowly moved up from the mans knees to his hips, following the hem of his shirt and pale fingers splayed on the unmarked tan skin.

"Mmm fuck" he groaned, rolling his hips up against the man above him, gripping his hair roughly as their lips met hard for a kiss. Releasing his hair his hands moved to grip ass, sliding beneath his pants and lifting his hips again. He broke away from him for air and flipped the man over, moving down his body and kissing his skin, stopping to suck and bite at his nipples. While his lips were leaving trails he also worked to unbutton the mans pants and start working them off his hips.

The pristine shape that Jasyn was in was a little intimidating. He was beautiful and perfect, the perfect shade of brown with jet-black hair and stark green eyes that just seemed to pop and sparkle. The worst part was how flawless his skin was. There wasn't anything marking his skin, nothing to comment on except for the fact that he was sure he had to work out to keep a body like that. As he pulls off his own shirt he couldn't help but feel mildly self conscious at the scars that marked him. Most were small and had faded long ago but a few were still visible and quite obvious, most notably a larger one that ran the center of his chest above his sternum and heart.
 
At the rolling of those hips Jasyn felt the air leave him in a rush, head falling forward, tucking his face against the pale skin of his neck as he panted softly, his own hips rocking in tandem. When he felt Jax's hands slip past his jeans to grip at his ass he let out a breathless moan before he began pressing wet open mouthed kisses along his skin.

Suddenly the world flipped and he found himself on his back, Jackson was trailing down his torso, giving his nipples attention that had Jasyn's back arching off the bed. Those hands of his were at it again, working at the fastenings of his jeans this time and Jasyn let his hands fall down to tangle in the soft blond hair as he let out soft choked noises and whimpers, feeling completely undone under the other man's attentions.

He noticed the brief hesitation that Jax seemed to have, the subtle soft insecure expression that flitted over his face briefly as he tugged his own shirt off. Jasyn couldn't imagine why, but wondered if it has anything to do with the scarring that was visible over the other man's chest. With a soft smile his olive toned hands reached out to slip up over the newly exposed skin once Jax had removed his shirt, fingers tracing over scars and hard lines and ridges of the pale torso. "Fucking gorgeous," he said easily, eyes dark as he licked his lips and gave the other man a sharp smile. And he meant it. Every perceived flaw, every mark was fucking beautiful to him because they made up the individual who bore them. Jasyn had his own scars on his natural form, hidden from view when he shifted, disguised and remade to look perfect. Perfection was easy, plain, monotone....he craved more than that.
 
His eyes slowly raked the man's face, gauging his reaction as he revealed his body slowly to him. He'd been with some who'd thought that he was broken because of the marks on his skin, others thinking that they might break him if they pushed too hard or too fast and he desperately didn't want to see that look again, especially in Jasyn's face. If anything the yearning was only more evident in his eyes. Hearing his words sent a spark down his spine that lit him from the inside out, essentially jumping the man in front of him with a barrage of hungry kisses. Their teeth hit together and he twisted the dark hair between his fingers, pulling sharply.

He'd finally rid the man of his trousers after peeling himself away from his lips and neck to further his attentions further south. He kept his eyes glued to his face as he wrapped his mouth around the head of his cock and took the majority into his mouth at a painfully slow pace, trying to elongate the initial sensation and have him thrusting into his mouth for more. He reached up to push his fingers into Jasyn's mouth to wet them, almost playfully fingering his mouth and brought them back down, teasing that puckered entrance that needed attention. He'd stopped his bobbing to lick at his entrance, coating it with saliva and pushing inward as far as it would reach before adding a finger, very quickly doubling it and curving fingers upward to hit that spot inside him that would have him writhing in pleasure.
 
Jasyn let out a pleased groan when he felt the rough tugging at his hair as the other man sealed his mouth to his in a series of kisses that bordered on the edge of violence. The rough tugging had his pants wrenched down and he shifted, kicking slightly to rid his feet of them even as the other man distracted him by plying his neck with attention. Jasyn felt the breath rush from his lungs when Jax lowered himself, moving down between his legs.

Jasyn watched, using his forearms to lift himself enough to follow Jax's movements, eyes transfixed by the blue gaze that held his even as the blond man lowered his mouth over Jasyn's cock, causing him to moan when the head slipped between his lips. The almost torturous pace had Jasyn falling back onto the bed as his eyes slid shut body shifting restlessly as he felt himself being edged in a way that had him wanting more, craving more. A hand came down to knot in Jax's hair tightly, the other falling to the side of his own head to grasp the sheets in a white knuckle grip as he found himself unable to keep his hips from bucking up slowly, rocking into that warm wet heat.

He felt Jax's fingers pressing against his lips and he sucked the digits into his mouth, tongue swirling around them and teasing over the pale skin even as his lips wrapped around them hungrily as he tried showing the other man just what his own mouth was capable of. Promises for later or another night if he managed to survive this experience. Just as quickly as they had come the fingers were gone, as was Jackson's mouth but not for long. A gasp was ripped from Damien's lips when he felt that warm wet tongue teasing over his entrance in gentle motions. It was replaced by a finger, then two and he struggled to remember how to breathe. The stroking over that spot deep inside him, the curl of those fingers, had his body arching, writhing as he cried out wordlessly.
 
Jax met the man's eyes, watching as he tried watching what he was doing and aimed to fill him with pleasure so that he couldn't hold himself upright. He moaned a little as his hair was gripped, sending vibrations down the man's cock as he held still, letting the other buck up into his mouth. He'd already known that Jasyn's tongue was skilled, as he'd shown earlier but feeling him working on his fingers had him wanting it much more in places other than in his mouth. A little thrill ran through his body hearing the man gasp from his touch and he knew instantly he'd do whatever it took to elicit every sort of gasp and moan from him that he could before he would be satisfied.

His fingers worked in and out, effectively stretching those muscles while he returned to steal an open kiss from the man before removing his fingers completely. He stood over the man, between his parted legs, admiring his features and how hungry he looked. He'd moved away from the man, going to search through the one bag sitting on the floor and came back to him with a couple condoms in his hand. He tossed one on Jasyn's stomach and started kissing the insides of his thighs "we can use one if you want" he told the other, the lust registering loud and clear in his voice as he pressed a kiss to the man's entrance before standing again.

His fingers moved to undo the buttons on his jeans and pulled them down along with the underwear beneath before pulling him upwards into a sitting position, leaning down to kiss him again. He reached down and stroked the man's jaw and traced his lips with a thumb before putting a hand behind his neck and lead his mouth towards his own cock that was dying for some sort of attention he'd been denying it.
 
It was a shock of cool air when Jax got up, withdrawing his fingers and lips to fetch a condom and undo the fastening of his jeans. Jasyn sat up easily when he felt himself getting pulled forward, a hand at the back of his neck to guide him as Jasyn leaned in, knowing exactly what the pale man standing before him wanted.

Jasyn tossed the packaged condom aside, his powers to change and shift the molecules in his body kept him safe from disease and illness had a few perks aside from simply longevity. Leaning in, his sunkissed hands slotted firmly over the pale hips as he pressed a gentle kiss to the head or Jax's cock before brushing his lips teasingly over the other man's heated arousal in attempts to coax a noise or two from that gorgeous mouth. He replaced his lips with gentle swipes and sweeps from his warm tongue, tracing over every line and detail of the cock in front of his face before slipping up to close his lips over the head, humming heatedly around it to send vibrations through the tip to the very core of Jax.

Slowly Jasyn pressed in, allowing the pale man's cock to slip into his mouth with gentle pressure and suction, each time going a little further before pulling off almost completely only to sink back down an inch or so more. Jasyn used his tongue and gentle suction to hollow his cheeks and swirl around the heated flesh to offer Jax as much pleasure as he eased the man's cock in deeper. Finally he worked Jackson's long thick arousal all the way down his opened throat, swallowing around it as he nestled his nose against the soft pale blonde hair at the base.

Jasyn's grip released the others hips, instead curving around to grasp at that firm ass and pull him forward to try and coax the other man to begin thrusting into his mouth. Grey eyes glanced up at blue as Jasyn bobbed his head, pulling the pale man in each time he sank back down onto his cock, allowing him to go as deeply as his arousal could reach, occasionally moaning and gasping in sharp breaths when able to work them in.
 
Jax watched the man discard the condom he'd been given and then lean in towards his awaiting member. His breath hitched as he came close and his tongue darted out seemingly with the sole purpose to drive him completely crazy. The man before him succeeded in eliciting a few noises from him, unable to help the moans that came after the humming started. He bit his lip when he was taken in and dropped his hand to caress his jaw, brushing his thumb over his cheekbone. His head tilted backwards and he moaned at the feeling of warmth wrapping around him, letting out a whimpering noise from being taken fully into Jasyn's throat.

As their eyes met and he felt the hands move to grab at his ass Jackson smirked a little and ran his fingers through the dark hair, practically petting him before gripping those locks tight within his hands. He pulled the other off of him almost entirely and then thrust fully into him fast. Jax continued rolling his hips into the others mouth, watching his face for any signs of discomfort so that he could stop if he was hurting him. His hips thrust in and out of that warm, wet heat, the pleasure washing over him, wholly consuming him.

The feeling of being so completely engulfed and warm, the tongue wrapping around his cock and watching it move in and out of Jasyn's mouth was overwhelming and beautiful. "God you're pretty" he told the other, almost breathing the words out like a sigh. He pulled away from him completely and stood him up, kissing him gently, tasting himself on his tongue. He pushed him back on the bed and lowered himself over his body, kissing him and pushing his fingers inside of Jasyn again, pumping them a few times before lining the head of his cock up with his hole and pushing in ever so slowly.
 
The noises Jax was making it had a small thrill running through Jasyn, wanting to do whatever he could to continue to coax those reactions from him, the soft brushes of pale fingers against his cheek and jaw had him humming. When he felt the other man's pale hands smoothing through and petting his hair his excitement grew when the gentle touches became a little more rough, gripping his dark hair and using that said grip to hold Jasyn's head in place before Jax's hips arched forward in a fast thrust

Jasyn groaned around Jax's cock from the first initial movement before his eyes slid shut as the other man continued with a fast heavy pace that had the Jasyn's fingers tightening, nails biting gently into the firm swell of the other man's pert ass, reveling in the way Jax's muscles twitched and strained under his hands as he continued his swift thrusting motions in and out of his mouth. Jasyn's tongue swirled as he swallowed down and worked the other man's arousal as deeply into his throat with each pass as he could.

The softly spoken compliment caught him off guard, eyes snapping open to glance up to see the other's blue gaze watching the motions of his own cock sinking into Jasyn's mouth. The praise had a warm honeyed heat curling through his chest and he was panting for air when he felt Jax pull away from him before pulling Jasyn to his feet and sealing their lips together in a kiss. It didn't last long and he found himself getting shoved back down onto the bed, back hitting the mattress gently as he watched Jax lower his own muscled frame over him, reinstigating their kiss as his fingers dipped back down between his legs to tease his entrance.

The pumping motions had Jasyn biting on Jax's bottom lip before he felt the head of the other man's cock line up and slowly begin to press forward, Jasyn's tight ring of muscle giving way under the steady pressure of his thick cock. Jasyn broke the kiss to gasp, head falling to the bed as he wrapped a long lean, sunkissed leg around the other man's hips, using the limb to try and pull Jax in closer, drag him in more. He craved the delicious burn he knew would come from Jax seating himself fully within him would bring, and his body clenched around each inch of the slow intrusion.

"More," he said on the edge of a moan, before glancing up and locking eyes with the man over him. "I may be pretty, but I am not made of glass...I won't break." With that he arched his hips up trying to take in more, wanting more, needing more.
 
The nails digging into his skin pulled a moan from his body and he closed his eyes as he was thrusting into his mouth, knowing he couldn't keep doing this if he wanted to fuck him properly. As they moved back onto the bed and were kissing Jax heard himself groaning as Jasyn's teeth played with his bottom lip, his fingers tightening in his hair and on his hip, trying to keep himself from wildly thrusting against him. His nails dug into his skin as he felt the leg wrap around him and start pulling him closer, growling a little in response, wanting to take it slowly and watch as Jasyn came completely undone but the excruciating pace that he was trying to keep up.

A flash of teeth appeared as he grinned at the others comment, looking down at him hungrily "I'll take that as a challenge then," he responded and gave him a slight slap on the ass as he felt his hips moving to try and get more inside him. "Slow down gorgeous, we're going to get there" he promised, his words a coming out as a rush of air against his ear, licking the edge as a hand gripped his hip tightly and pushed him back down agains the mattress so that he couldn't move them as easily. It would be too easy to just pound into him the way that they both wanted and he wanted to drag it out, make Jasyn whine and writhe beneath him as he barely moved his hips, keeping up the grueling pace that was driving them both insane.

He couldn't keep it up for long, the continuous motion that almost seemed to slow down time. He knew he hadn't been at it all that long but he moved as slow as he could while still moving, not pausing as he found himself fully inside the other before he started pulling out again, almost completely before starting inward again. It had felt like he'd been doing it for years before he angled their hips at the same time and thrust hard and fast into him, hitting that place in him that would make him cry out in pleasure. Everything changed then and, true to his word, he planned on trying to make Jasyn scream so that the entire building could hear him.

Every single thrust had hit his prostate with as much force as he could muster, pushing the man's knee up so that he could find the angle that would let him get as deep as he possible could within him. He began panting softly, his nails digging into whatever skin he could grab, whether it was his ass or his shoulder, trying to pull him closer as if to make them a single being. His teeth bit down hard on Jasyn's collarbone, surprising himself when he felt something warm and metallic beneath one of his canines. His tongue moved to taste it, not believing that he had bit him hard enough to draw blood, hoping that he wouldn't be mad about the very clear bite mark he now wore on his skin. The sight of it filled Jax with a pleasure he couldn't really explain and he knew he wanted to mark all of his skin, claim the man as his own even if it was only for a night.
 
Jasyn shifted, trying desperately to arch his hips up. The slow deag of Jax's flesh against his, the deep grinding and even controlled pace had him throwing his head back as he let out a sharp cry that could only be taken as a whine. Jasyn's eyes slammed shut tight, breath getting ripped from him in a gasp at the slap of one of those pale hands against the curve of his ass, the rough, tight grip the other hand had on his hair.

It felt like an age had passed, time becoming difficult to gauge outside of the slow steady thrusts of Jax's hips. Suddenly, there was a well angled sharp thrust, when the other man snapped his hips forward and went in faster, deeper, hitting that spot deep within him that had Jasyn's back bowing off the bed and crying out wordlessly. He flung an arm around the pale man's shoulders, nails biting into the skin when the pace changed then, a brutal rough surge that was everything Jasyn had been hoping for out of the evening.

Each well placed thrust hit his prostste and caused him to writhe even as he felt a hand pressing against his knee, opening him up and spreading him for better access for Jax. The soft pants, the sharp feeling of nails against his flesh all had him begging for more, his breath hitching in his throat. The hand at Jackson's back slipped down, nails dragging over pale skin as his free hand fell next to his own head, fingers knotting in the bedding as he searched for purchase, for an anchor.

The sharp bite and drag of teeth against his skin had him baring his throat to the other man as he felt Jax mark the skin at his collar bone had him crying out Jax name as he felt himself tighten around the pale man's cock. The knuckle white grip on the sheets next to his head tightening impossibly further, a sharp scream ripping through his throat as the rough harsh pace left him feeling claimed, feeling possessed and he loved it, his hips struggling to roll and buck up into the other man's.
 
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