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a remake of an rp between laSECKS and trash.celebrity.star

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badassGus finished zippering up his pants. Man, did he needed that. He sighed heavily, and looked over the couch for his shirt. "Now, where the ******** did that end up," he mumbled to himself as Jamie got his own clothes back on. Gus' dark-eyes began to scan the room. It seemed that every time him and Jamie got together, things ended up everywhere, and Gus seem to lose something. Well, he would find it within a few minutes, but he could never find it right away, when he wanted it. Scanning across the room, he finally found it a good number of feet away from the side of the couch. "Seriously, how the hell did that get over there? You need to be more careful with my s**t, Jamie, or else you're gonna ruin something. Not that you haven't before, but I like this shirt." There were many times when it got to the point where Jamie actually ripped a shirt or two of Gus'. Those were the times when Jamie had gone without for way too long, and well, he wanted it - fast. So, Gus was use to things being ruined after sex with Jamie.

badassThrowing the shirt over his head and chest, which was a little marked up by Jamie's short nails, and teeth, he covered himself back up. He looked at Jamie for a moment, watching him as he got dressed before turning away and sitting himself down on the couch. He leaned against the back and sighed heavily. It seemed that there were two things that Gus' needed after sex - a cigarette, and sleep. Right now, he could only get one of them - the cigarette. If he tried to sleep, he sure Jamie would kick his a** for failing asleep on him. Reaching into his pants pocket, Gus pulled out his pack - which was still in the pocket, thank God - and lighter. He grabbed a cigarette out and placed it to his lips, lighting it quickly before shoving the two possessions into their rightful place. He took a drag, and pulled the cigarette from his lips, and blew the smoke up into the air. Gus let his dark eyes fall closed. "Damn, that was good," he said, referring to the amazing, and hot, rough sex he just had with Jamie. But, maybe he should clarify that, or Jamie might think he was talking about his cigarette. He looked over at Jamie. "The sex, I mean. Don't worry, you're still better than this cigarette," Gus joked with a chuckle before placing the cigarette back to his lips.

badassThere was a small silence. Gus hated silences; especially ones after sex. They were awkward and just plain weird, though Gus wasn't one to talk after sex. He was more like, "okay we're done, now get the hell out of my apartment" type of guy. But, for one they weren't in his apartment - they were at their warehouse, and they had a con to discuss. Sure, Charlie wasn't there - Gus wished he could thank Charlie for not being able to make it, but that might seem a little weird - but, they had to at least get some work done. Taking another long drag, Gus pulled the cigarette from his lips, and leaned his head against the back of the couch. "So, what do we got Jamie?" he asked, and tapped a few ashes onto the ground. Damn, he really should have brought some beer along - he really would like one right now. And, sleep. He could use that too.

badassGus placed the cigarette back to his lips, and sighed. Even though they should be moving on, and he had asked what they were going to do, he really didn't want to be doing this. Personally, he wanted to Jamie again, which was really bad. They only would do it once, and then go their separate ways for so many days, or whatever, until they got together again, and went at it again. They never did it twice in one day. It was kind of like this, unspoken rule between the two of them. But, for some reason, Gus just didn't get enough of Jamie this time; he wanted another round. It was probably due to the fact that he was kind of addicted to Jamie. He liked the boy, for crying out loud! And, since he started liking the boy, he realized that when he would go out and try to find a good ******** for the night, he always compared them to Jamie. And, he usually would end up picking up boys who looked like Jamie, had his body type - it was quite ridiculous, and it told you a lot about how much Gus wanted Jamie. But, of course, he wasn't going to tell Jamie that. Jamie probably couldn't take it if a guy actually wanted to be his boyfriend. Hell, Gus didn't even know if Jamie knew the meaning of the word.

[ooc] okay, so I was going to go to bed, then I didn't really sleep, so I got up and did this. hope it is okay. :/

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The tension in the room had lifted more than seemed humanly possible. It felt like the whole room itself was on ecstasy. Where it felt amazingly connected and comfortable with anyone inside it; complete strangers. Ah, what sex could do. The feeling after was in Jamie’s top five reasons why he loved the simple human act so much. The other four?

-xxxxThe authority it gave him
-xxxxThe amazing feeling
-xxxxThe attention he gained
-xxxxThe pleasure he took out of knowing his mother knew, and loathed him for it.

Jamie hadn’t gotten any in a few days. It annoyed him to think he just wasn’t up for it then. In fact, he almost saved himself for Gus to run him into a new week. That fact nearly made him spew. Not from disgust, but embarrassment. Jamie was falling for Gus, and he knew it too. The thought scared him. He’d never had a real boyfriend before. It had been sex, sex, sex 24/7 seven days a week since he was thirteen years old. Then he was just an innocent little boy. He had no intention of becoming what he was today. IN fact, he wanted to be a doctor. Go to Yale like his father did. But one night, well . . . let’s just say he didn’t ask for the sex someone gave him. And that started everything. He wasn’t too sure why he turned bad after that, but he just did. And sometimes it scared him. Scared him to think what he might have become. Scared him to think he may have never have met Gus, or Charlie. He defiantly wouldn’t be in this little crime ring they had going, and maybe he’d be a good person. Saving lives, he’d even maybe have a husband. A kid even!

Scary right?

All of this ran through Jamie’s pretty little head as he put his clothes back on. Today, he covered himself in skin tight light grey jeans, another skin tight long sleeve v-neck shirt and a P.O BOX short sleeved jacket. He rolled up the sleeved of his v-neck, and sat down on the couch to slip on his white tennis shoes. He barely paid attention to what Gus was saying, and he gave him an awkward look at his comment about the cigarette, yet he refused to lose his composure, and snap at him. Instead, he took on a seductively condescending tone. “Oh, honey I know.” he said, tying his laces up neatly and slowly. He briefly glanced at Gus while he was getting dressed. He didn’t allow himself to watch the guy as he covered himself up with clothing. He wouldn’t give Gus another reason to pay him out. Once Jamie had finished tying his shoes, he let his bluey green eyes lay on Gus for a few moments before smirking to himself. His hair was ruffled, yet his forehead a little sweaty. Jamie knew he liked it rough, as he did himself. So he let the boy have it. Especially today. Usually, if Jamie could be bothered (which actually wasn’t very often), he would be the one doing Gus. It would take a while to get Gus hyped up enough, but eventually it was all worth it. It had been a minute or so, and Jamie still hadn’t answered Gus’ last question. And he seemed to get impatient, snapping at Jamie to make ti quick. The blonde grabbed his back satchel from the other side of the couch, and rifled through it till he found a file, he threw that on the table, still not answering Gus.

Jamie was always the one to get the info for their next con. He just seemed to be the best at it. Gus came up with dumb ideas like ‘robbing a bank’ or ‘blackmailing a sports star’ and didn’t really think any further into it. Jamie however, got their victims name address, credit card details, likes, dislikes, hobbies, job detail etc, etc. He was just good at getting what he wanted. Plus he looked good doing it. Speaking of which . . . Jamie had pulled out a hand held mirror and was now inspecting his hair. It was messy and a little less straight than when he had left his apartment this morning. No problem. As Jamie looked at himself, he ran one of his hands through the rebellious pieces of hair and smiled at himself. Jamie was the type of guy that could be passed as a flat chested girl if he wore anything that flattered his figure. His hair was bright blonde and slightly longer than a normal twenty one year old’s hair should be. But he liked it. And the boys liked it, so what did it matter? He looked to Gus to see if he had read the file yet. He was a bit slow.

[ooc] sorry for the delay[/ooc]

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badassThe twenty-one year old watched silently, tapping his fingers on the arm of the couch, waiting for Jamie to get the folder for him. Jamie always got the people since it seemed that Gus wasn't able to handle it. And, truth be told, Gus was a little over the top. He always wanted to try and blackmail somebody bigger, somebody richer than the people they usually conned. But, of course, they were crazy ideas, and would never work, though Gus liked to think that they might have if they really planned it out. Yet, they never did, and Gus was okay with it. It was too much work anyway, he was sure, so he left it to Jamie. He didn't know how Jamie did it, but Jamie got a ton of information on their upcoming cons. Gus figured it dealt with sex - sex was always involved when talking about Jamie - but he didn't dwell on the thought too much because, if he did, his brain would go to places he didn't want it to go. The smacking sound of the folder hitting the table pulled Gus out of his thoughts, and he reached out for the folder as he pulled the cigarette from his lips.

badass"So, what do we got?" he asked out loud as he leaned back in the couch, not really expecting Jamie to answer. He said it more to himself than anyone, really. Gus opened the folder and began to look at the profile of the person they would con next. He was relatively old - according to the profile he was eighty-seven years old - and looked like a grump old geezer. He was bald, like most older men, with a ton of wrinkles on his face, and he wore horrible glasses. He wasn't smiling, and looked ******** pissed at something or other. Gus looked over the name. "Harold Hudgens," Gus read the name out loud, and tapped some ashes off his cigarette before placing it back to his lips, and moving on to read the rest of the folder. "Eighty-seven years old, inherited a ton of money from his father's company, and is currently dying of cancer," the dark-haired male mumbled out, eyes scanning over the information in the folder. There was of course other information, like credit card numbers and s**t, but that was the important information. "And, he was in jail ten years ago for raping an under age girl. Just the person you would pick for a con, Jimmy," Gus said, using his own little nickname for Jamie. He figured there must have been something in Jamie's past that included the raping of a minor because almost all, if not all of the cons dealt with people who had raped an underage person. Maybe Jamie had been raped himself? Gus didn't dwell on the thought too much, and closed the folder. He threw it back on the table.

badassHe pulled the cigarette from his lips. "So, what's the plan, hotshot? How we gonna con this one out of his money? He seems like a ******** grumpy old geezer," he told the other boy, tapping off a few more ashes from the cigarette before taking another long drag. His dark eyes looked at Jamie, who was currently fixing his hair. Gus chuckled softly and stubbed out his cigarette, and threw the stub off to the side. "Seriously, Jamie, you look fine. I think I should be the one worrying about my hair," he chuckled. Gus was pretty sure his hair looked horrible right now. He always styled it in a spiky fashion, but of course, with Jamie's hands running through while they were going at it ruined it completely. Though, Gus really didn't care like Jamie did. If his hair was messy, so be it. He wasn't one to be too picky about his look, really. Gus knew he looked good no matter what. Not like, fantastic, but good none the less. Hell, if he didn't, would boys be flocking him like they did?

badassGus settled himself back into the couch, and placed his legs on the table in front of him and stretched out. And, as he did, Gus realized one thing; he just complimented Jamie. Usually, he teased the boy, and poked fun at him, just like Jamie did to him. But, he just said something nice about Jamie to Jamie. Usually, Gus would have said something along the lines of stop being such a girl, or something that would get Jamie to say something back. But, alas, he complimented him, letting Jamie knew that he was attracted to him. Okay, so like Jamie couldn't figure that out the way Gus worshipped his body every time they ********. But like, he never out right admitted it to the boy. This was different, and Gus had a feeling Jamie was going to smirk, and make some comment about it. The boy noticed everything. The twenty-one year old mentally sighed, and prepared for the comments. He would come back; he'd cover it up. Or maybe, Jamie would let it go. Gus laughed to himself. Yeah, like that would happen.

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Jamie snickered. "Well I figure He loves to donate to charity, and the way I see it if we go over there and con him into thinking we're some organization helping orphaned kittens or something, the nam's so senile he'll order all the money he's got to us. He has nine hundred thousand in his bank account. And if worse comes to worse, we say we're delivery people, going to take his will to the Monistary, and just change it a litte" he explained, giving Gus a wink before turning his attention once more back to his hair. He didn't really know why he'd winked at Gus. Jamie was attracted to him sure. But, he obviously didn't want to admit it. Gus and he had been friends since . . . well since they were like sixteen. And they had sex alot so he wasn't ging to go and ruin that just because he had a little crush on him. The only thing was, it wasn't just the sex that turned Jamie on about Gus. The most amazing thing was, he could make Jamie laugh. Even smile a little. A real, genuine smile. not one of those fake ones he always had on so Charlie wouldn't send him to some psych. Plus, it didn't very much help that Gus hd the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes he had ever seen. Gus was almost perfect for Jamie. Almost. The thing stopping the boy from just asking him out outright, was the fact that he never did that, and gus might think it was a prank or some stupid joke. Course, he had seen the way Gus acted around him sometimes. Like he was always staring at Jamie. When they had sex, the brunette pactically worshipped him. And not only because he was a sex God either.

One of the wierdest things about Jamie was that he was extremely tickelish. Like, everywhere. Especially on his tummy, and on his sides. A fact Gus had accidently discovered a while back. It was about the forth time they'd had sex and they were at Jamie's apartment, just lying down in silence, niether of the comfortable enough to sleep yet. Suddenly, Gus' phone went off, and he had to lean over Jamie to grab it. And of course, Jamie squealed. He was very sensitive when it came to soft brushes against his body. Gus stared at him like he was a lunatic, until he caught on. Jamie was tickilish. Very tickilish. So for the next hour the room was full of Jamie's laughter and whines for Gus to get off of him. He did not. But it was a fun night anyway, even though they had a sort of awkward moment afterward. Gus had stopped tickling Jamie. They were both panting, their eyes locked together. And Gus just stared at Jamie, so naturally he frowned, and Gus took a moment before awkwardly leaving after that. Jamie actually didn't want him to leave that night. Mainly because he thought that the tickiling was fun, and because he got lonely easily. Something you probably wouldn't expect out of a guy like Jamie.

Jamie was stunned. Gus had never complimented him before. So really, he had nothing to say. "Uhm . . . thankyou?" he asked, letting his voice trail off. He then put his hand held mirror on the coffee table and looked over to Gus. "Whoah, your hair really is ********] and then an idea struck him. Out of nowhere, Jamie was straddling Gus' lap. His face was close to the brunette's and he smiled. "Imma fix your hair" he said, but he really just wanted to tease Gus. RUnning his hands hrough the soft locks of brown hair, he smiled at the fact he could feel the gell in it. So Jamie started spiking, and twirling Gus' hair. He was actually concentrating realy hard and he did not notice that his sides and his tummy (his most tickilish spots) were completely exposed.

That's if, Gus eve remembers.

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badassGus laughed. "Orphaned kittens? Come on, Jamie! I know you can do better than that," he told the other male, still chuckling a little before getting serious. "The guy's an old grump, who isn't going to give us money for orphaned kittens. Probably orphaned city kids or something, but not kittens," he told the other male, still reeling over the fact that this guy gave to chairity. Though, he really shouldn't; it seemed that all the guys Jamie found to con gave to charity, and they were always ex-convicts. It was a weird combination, but Gus figured that these guys were trying to make up for what they did. But, Gus was pretty positive that half of them, if not most of them, couldn't make up for the crimes they did. So, why did they even bother to try? Ah well, it gave Gus, Jamie, and Charlie a chance to con and get a good pay day out of it. So, if they wanted to do it, Gus really couldn't complain, too much.

badassGus nodded to Jamie when he thanked him, happy to see that the boy actually took it without making a comment about him saying something. Though, that was a little weird, but Gus pushed it away. Jamie was always a little, nicer, after getting some, so that could be the reason. Gus snorted. "Yeah, I already knew - whoa!" he cried out when Jamie just plopped onto his lap, caught off guard at the sudden movement, though he really shouldn't be; Jamie was always doing random things like this. "Ready for another round?" Gus grinned at Jamie, hands grasping at the boy's hips as the boy as the boy told him he was going to fix his hair. Then, the dark-haired male pouted. "Ah damn," he cursed, putting on a fake pout, though he was kind of upset. He really wanted to do it again, 'cause well, he was horny today. He couldn't explain why, Gus just was. But, he couldn't complain when he felt Jamie's hands run through his hair. He closed his eyes, and sighed, a smile on his lips, enjoying the feel of Jamie's hand through his hair.

badassOpening his eye, Gus gave Jamie a look over, and then smirked. Slowly, Gus trailed his hands a little further up Jamie's body, and right his sides, where he began to tickle mercifully, causing Jamie to squirm on his lap. Of course, this caused friction on his crotch, and well, in turned, kind of turned him on. But, he tried not to focus on that as he continue to tickle the boy, and in a minute, he had Jamie on his back, and Gus was now straddling him. His hands moved up and down the boy's sides, and over his stomach. "Didn't think I would remember, did you?" he asked as he continue his assault on the boy, who continued to squirm under him, telling him to stop, but Gus wouldn't dream doing such a thing. It was too much fun tickling the poor lad. And, as he did, he recalled the time in Jamie's apartment when Gus figured out the boy was ticklish. It had been an, interesting experience, and went on for a while before it finally stopped. It got weird when Gus was on top of Jamie, hovering over him as they tried to catch their breath. It had been weird because Gus had realized something - he didn't want to stop. He wanted to hear Jamie laugh all the time, wanted to tickle him, wanted to do playful things like that all the time with the boy. And, most of all, he wanted the boy more than he had wanted anyone else in his life. It scared him, and Jamie must have caught whiff of something because he seemed to notice something was off about Gus. But, Gus just got off the male, gave an awkward laugh, and told Jamie he had to get going. Jamie let him, and that night, Gus got completely hammered and ******** two guys in one night, trying to forget about Jamie. But, it didn't seem to work.

badassAfter a few more minutes of tickling the boy, Gus decided to give up his assault on the boy, but he didn't get off of him. Both of them were breathing a little heavy, and Gus was grinning from ear to ear down at the boy below him. "You being ticklish never cease to amaze me, Jamie," he commented with a laugh, and let his hands run over the other male's chest, and up to his neck. He studied Jamie for a minute, a little sweaty and breathing heavy, and Gus wanted to take him again. 'Seriously, you need to stop thinking about doing him again, Gus! Seriously, you're like a goddamn horny teenage boy. It's disgusting!' he told himself as he licked his lips, but he followed his mind's orders, and got off the boy, and sat by his feet. Gus laid his head back against the couch, and closed his eyes, willing his body to calm down. He really needed to get himself under control around this boy, like soon.





ooc; it was good! ^^
and, I know the feeling. >___<
oh, and this is crap-tastic. .___.

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Jamie's hands instantly wrapped around himself as Gus started to move his hands up. He wished it wouldn't come to this. "No, Gus dont!" he exclimaed, squealing a little bit more with every nerve hit. Suddenly, Gus was on top of him now, tickling him to death. The blonde wrenched his eyes shut, and squirmed around us much as he could. He was really trying to escape, but his laughter made him weak. "Gus, stop! Stooooooop!~" he whined, he words becoming jaggeded and broken because he had to pause every once and a while to laugh or move. The little blonde thrashed around under Gus. The other was definatly taller, stronger and alot heavier than Jamie. So he had no chance of escaping. Suddenly he wished he wasn't such a softy and strong enough to push Gus off him. Not because he didn’t mind Gus being on top of him, he quite enjoyed it really. But he couldn't stand the tickling! It was everywhere now, all over his stomach -which he gave a particularly loud gasp and burst of laughter at- and his chest, and then back on his sides, which were particularly ticklish. And what made it worse, was that he was trapped underneath Gus' larger body, and couldn’t do anything other than squirm and try and bat his hands away, which really had no effect. Gus' grin was contagious, and soon enough Jamie was grinning too.

"I'm gonna get you for this!" he exclaimed, but it was an empty threat. He could never really hurt Gus. It would be too much for him. But God, this was torture. Wonderful, ticklish torture. Jamie squealed once more as Gus hit a very sensitive spot. No not that spot, but a place on one of his sides, that he was extrememly ticklish on. And soon enough it was over. Gus was again staring down at him. Jame was staring back. They both had a thin layer of sweat on them, and they were both breathing heavily. Jamie smiled in relief. "You are so dead!" he teased, letting his head rest on the couch, but he never took his eyes off Gus for a second. Just in case, he wanted to torture him again. Jamie didn't break Gus' gaze. It was almost intimidating. The feeling of Gus' hands running up his chest, and to his neck made his eyes close, and he let out a soft whimper. They didn't usually touch like this. This was like 'lesbian-porn-touching'. It was all sensitive and love and crap. But to his surprise, Jamie liked it and it ended much too soon for him. he hated it when Gus chickened out of stuff like that. Jamie was obviously a very open minded person. He would be up for anything. And Gus should know that this type of stuff, he'd push anyone else off him

Just not Gus.

No, not Gus.

It was wierd how much Jamie actually liked Gus. He liked him more than he'd crushed on any singer/super model person when he was younger. And when Gus stopped the touching, Jamie was confused, he sat up once Gus had backed off, and frowned at him. What the hell was that about? He was still breathing heavy, but he wasn't puffed anymore. "Gus?" the blonde asked, his eye asking the real question. And what was that question?

Gus . . . Do you like me?

[ooc] lame.
noooo
yours was gooood [/ooc]

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badassThe dark-haired male looked toward Jamie when he heard the male whisper his name, and he could clearly see what Jamie was asking him. And, God did he want to blurt out that yes, he did, but what were the chances that Jamie might brush him off? High, he was sure, but there was this look in Jamie's eyes. Sure, there was the question, but there was something else there, too, but Gus couldn't put his finger on it. Also, what were the chances he would sound like a complete douche bag? Gus wasn't a nervous person, but when he was trying to explain his feelings to anybody, it usually came out in long-winded sentences, and didn't make too much sense by the end. Telling somebody how he felt never turned out right; he couldn't seem to form what he was feeling, so he usually acted on his feelings. 'Then, why don't you act now, stupid?' he questioned himself, dark-eyes still looking into Jamie's own. His head was right; now was his chance, to tell Jamie. He was willingly listening to him.

badassGus nodded his head. "Yes," he breathed out, a short answer to the question his the male's eyes (because if he said something longer, it would sound horrible) before he threaded his fingers through the boy's hair, and pulled his face close to his own, pressing their lips together in a bruising kiss. Gus quickly dominated the kiss, tongue delving into Jamie's mouth, and tasting him like he had done before. He moved his tongue against the other male's tongue, electricity shooting through his body as his eyes feel closed, and his grip tightened in Jamie's hair. He let his tongue run across the bottom of Jamie's lip before he lightly bit at his bottom lip. Gus explored the male's mouth a little more, but finally broke apart for air. He was breathing a bit heavy, his heart threatening to explode out of his chest, and slowly, Gus opened his eyes to look at Jamie's. He was temped to look away because he feared the male's reaction, but if he just couldn't because he needed to see Jamie; he needed to know if Jamie felt the same way.

badassThough, Gus prepared himself for the worst. Even though he had seen that flicker of something in Jamie's eyes, he still figured the male wouldn't like him back. Jamie just didn't like people; he just ******** with people, or whatever you wanted to call it. In all the time Gus had known Jamie, he had never had a serious relationship, and Gus was pretty sure he wasn't capable of having one. And, if he was in one, could he be true to just one person for an extended period of time, or would he cheat on them because they were becoming boring. So, Gus had a right to fear for the worst because, even if Jamie did like him, he might fear all those things, and say he didn't. He would laugh at Gus, and tell Gus that he was out of his mind before he admitted something like that. It was just how Jamie was, but Gus prayed that maybe, this time, it was different. Maybe Jamie did feel the same way for him, and would tell him.

badassThe silence was killing Gus; he didn't like silence, didn't like it one bit, and if Jamie didn't start talking soon, he'd start talking, and then they'd have a disaster on their hands. 'Come on, Jamie. Say something!' he mentally screamed to the boy, his eyes pleading with the boy to say something, anything to him. The silence was killing him, and driving him completely mad, and Gus began to fidget with his hands, and finally looked down at his hands. He was starting to get the sinking feeling that his feelings were only one-sided and now, Jamie knew his deepest, darkest, and most personal secret. And, he was going to laugh at him for being stupid.





ooc; yours was not lame! it was good! :]

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Jamie's heart lept up into his throat at the first sign that Gus was going to nodd. In almost a reaction type of thing, his hand automatically touched the other. The second Gus' hand was in his hair, it was go. One small, almost feminine hand laid on Gus' chest, the other lightly hung around the base of his neck. He had never in his life been kissed this way before. It seemed like there was no real lust in it. Not exactly love either, mind you. But it was like a first kiss. How everyone dreams their first kiss to be. Something amazing, almost magical. When all you get is too-much-tongue-guy behind the bike shed in seventh grade. Jamie pressed his tongue gently against Gus'. He did not want to ruin the moment with anything foreward. The bite on his lip made him whimper. Quietly. So quietly he wasn't even sure if Gus had heard it. Something about the kiss, it made him feel weak. Not in a bad way. And not even really weak. Almost . . . innocent. Because obviously he was the girl in this situation. Hell, he was the girl in every situation. After what seemed like a long while of not-breathing, the kiss ended. It almost saddened Jamie. He didn't open his eyes for a few seconds. Almost embarresst to look at Gus. When he did, he realised their foreheads were still touching, his breathing was easy, and slow. Like he'd been sleeping. His own blue eyes connected with the deep brown of Gus'

And they stayed there.

Locked in time almost, in a stare that could melt even Jamie's cold heart.

Seconds, minutes, perhaps even hours passed before Jamie even thought of speaking. The little blonde knew what he wanted to do. Plus he had left Gus hanging long enough. Long enough for the older to fidget with his hands, embarresst. Jamie didn't smile. The feeling was much too good for that. He hadn't moved his hands from Gus' chest and neck, and all it took was the swift move of the thumb to pull Gus' chin up. Without explaining, Jamie pressed his lips to Gus'. It was much of the same kiss as before, yet even more so passionate. Which almost made him want to spew. Could you blame him? He had never had a boyfriend before. nothing even close. He had never told anyone he liked them. He had told people that he'd like to have sex with them (obviously in a more crude manner than that) but never 'I like you. Will you date me?' type of thing. This kiss, being just as serenly amazing as the last, was not shorter, and not much longer. God, he was noticing stuff today. Somehow his wrists had found their way to be behind Gus' neck. Again, they pulled away, Gus obviously looking for an answer. Jamie's blue eyes seemed to smile, though it didn't reach his mouth. He was still too stunned from Gus' rusticly handsome voice saying 'yes' to show any emotion. He needed to say something. The time absolutely called for it. So he quietly whispered the first thing that came into his mind, his forehead still glued to Gus', his blue eye not daring to leave the gaze.

"Yes"

It was not a question.

It was an answer.

An answer to the question both of them had been needing for over two years now. Jamie watched Gus carefully, and once he saw the approval look, he fell into the boy's collar bone, resting his head on he male's shoulder, his hair nearly coating one side of Gus' neck. A slick smile finally reached him. His wihte teeth made an appearence too. His arms stayed stitched around Gus' neck, and he suddenly got kind of serious. "What does this mean?" he asked, actually not sure about the whole thing. So they liked each other. Would it go furthur, would they remain the same? He didn't know. both of them were new to the scene. Obviously they wouldn't be like any other couple. They would be very . . . unique. For one, they understood each other completely. Both knew that sex was awesome, and really quite impossible to turn down. They both were street smart, and knew how main city buildings and company's worked, so it was much easier to con and or steal from them. They also knew, however that love was over rated. And relationships were only built so you had to be nice to the person you were screwing, and not do anyone else. Not so great when you think about it. Then again, when you've never had one, how much can you judge? THey both could so easily be wrong about this, and to really have a full understanding of the whole thing, they would have to participate in it. But Jamie was not going to take this as some experiment, oh no. The blonde's eyes were closed, his face nuzzled into Gus' warm neck when he looked back up at him. "I didn't finish your hair" he noticed out loud, still smiling.

He hadn't smiled genuinely since he saw his mother trip over once. And that was in like third grade.

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badassThe wait for Jamie to say something was antagonizing for Gus. 'Seriously, if you don't like me, just tell me, Jamie' he thought to himself, and he wondered if maybe he should just voice it. But, just as he thought he would say it out loud, he felt Jamie's soft fingers underneath his chin, raising his head. He looked at the male a little puzzled, and wanted to say something, but before he had the chance to do anything, Jamie's lips were pressed against his once again. The kiss was a little different than the last, but Gus could feel the passion heating between them, and it wasn't passionate like rough sex passionate. It was like, love passionate, which sent a little shock through Gus' system. Did this mean that Jamie. . .liked him back? The thought threw Gus for a loop, and when Jamie pulled back, and he looked at him, he had questions in his eyes. He wanted to know if the answer was yes, because if it was yes, Gus almost wanted to jump for joy. Okay, he would jump for joy (but not literally because that would be too strange).

badassThere it was. One simple word, one simple answer, that made Gus grin like a complete idiot, and he had to laugh a little. He couldn't believe it; two years, two ******** years, and they solved the problem with one word. It was so simple, and so ironic since neither Jamie or Gus were simple people. Gus knew this wasn't going to be perfect, that him and Jamie were never going to be the perfect couple. There were going to be trials, just like any relationship, but it was going to be different for Gus and Jamie since they each knew the other's weakness. Jamie's was sex, and more sex, and Gus knew that he could provide it, but would Jamie want it after so long? Well, Gus was going to find out because he wanted Jamie in every way possible; physically and emotionally.

badassA small sigh of contentment escaped Gus' red lips when he felt Jamie fall against him, hair tickling at his neck as he wrapped his arms around the other male's waist, holding him gently. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling until Jamie spoke up. His tone was serious, and Gus opened his eyes to look at the boy. "Well for me it means that you and I are now going to hookup. And, when I say hookup, I don't mean for sex. I mean for everything, for a relationship. I want to be in this for the long hall, Jimmy," Gus flat out told the other, hoping that it was what the other wanted as well. Though, it would be quite strange at first. Gus, in his twenty-one years of life, had only had one other relationship when he was sixteen, and that ended in disaster, and he never attempted to have one again. He didn't want the heartbreak that could come with them, so he just stuck to one-nighters and random hookups. But Jamie was a sex addict, and slept around with everybody - save for girls, of course - and didn't have relationships, and didn't know what came with them. It was going to be a learning experience on their part, and even though Gus did have that one relationship back then, he had changed and had hooked up so much that he didn't think he knew how to have an actually one anymore. Plus, the relationship he had wasn't really much of one anyway - the other guy was older, and a complete a*****e to Gus, but Gus "loved" him, and stuck with him. He gave him everything, and the other gave him nothing.

badassHearing Jamie speak about his hair, Gus was pulled out of his thoughts, and he let out a laugh at the comment. "Nice to know you're thinking about my hair at a serious time like this, Jamie," he commented, trying to be hard, but it didn't come out like that at all since he was grinning like a fool when he said it. He shook his head a little, and ran his hands up the boy's back, letting them rest on his shoulder blades. Gus looked at Jamie with his dark-eyes, and couldn't help but feel proud of himself for the smile that was on Jamie's face right now. He hadn't ever seen him smile like that, and to know that he was the one that put it on his face made him quite proud, and his heart swelled with joy, that it was almost a sickening joy. Gus had never felt so happy in his life, that he really didn't know what to think of himself. "This is insane," he mumbled, shaking his head, a smile still on his face. "I had only pictured his happening in my widest dreams, kid, and now, it is happening," Gus explained to Jamie. It was still a little surreal for him.

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Jamie nuzzled against Gus’ neck. He himself really couldn’t believe what was going on in the small room of a dark, gross, empty warehouse. The blonde boy looked up, now serious with Gus. ”Then count me in” he said, smiling like he had done before. Jamie’s smile was actually quite beautiful; the real ones anyway. Not those fake ones that he just slipped in so Charlie wouldn’t go all ‘why are you so saaaaaaaaaaad jaaaaaaaaaaamiiiiieeeeeeee??’ He hated that. Charlie acted so ‘innocent’ but all he really was a virgin just trying to get attention. Jamie hated Charlie. God, he hated him with a passion. Though he never let it show. Mainly it was because Charlie always flirted with Gus. And it infuriated Jamie. He felt like Gus was his. Almost his property and he would have to smack the boy upside the head if he ever even thought of doing it again. That reminded him. “But, what about Charlie?” he asked, wondering now. Once again, he didn’t just outright ask Gus what he wanted to know. His eyes said it.

Do we tell him? Have you ever slept with him? Do you like him at all?

They hadn’t been dating five minutes, and Jamie was already worried about them. He blushed, which he actually never did. At all. He had too much composure for that. Too much pride. But all security was down, and if Gus wanted to shoot him down right now, then it would affect Jamie. It would probably make him cry. Or worse, make him insecure; visibly insecure. Jamie was very insecure with himself. All the time. He didn’t dare let it show. For the fear he would be ridiculed, or put down. The blonde was pretty much a teenage girl with all the insecurities he had. Some about his body, his appearance, his happiness, his job, his sex-life, his love-life(which had just been created), his home, his car, his family. Pretty much his whole life was under scrutiny by himself. The voice in the back of his mind that said: ‘you’re stupid’. It hurt sometimes, even with all of the protection Jamie put over himself. And he looked back up to Gus. Could he possibly know what was going on inside his pretty little head? Of course not. Gus was clueless (or so the blond thought). Plus, without him actually telling someone what was going on inside his head, they would never know. He was much too complex to be figures out so easily.

Jamie looked up to Gus once more. He had been staring at Gus’ collar, stuck in thought, at first trying to hide his blush. Gus had probably trying to get through to him, and he looked up quickly, coming back to the present. “Sorry. Just thinking” he explained, resting his forehead on Gus’ chin. Mainly because he was that much shorter than the other, it was all he could manage. After another moment of just thinking, he pulled away from Gus, just realising his wrists were still around Gus’ neck. And he hoped he didn’t mind, because he wasn’t about to move them.

And again, he couldn’t stop smiling

[ooc] this sucks because I was doing an english assignment while writing it [/ooc]

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badassEven though Gus had wanted Jamie to answer that yes, he was in it for the long hall, it came to a shock when he actually said it. His heart raced a little faster, and a grin broke out on his face, yet at the same time, he wanted to make sure. He wanted to ask Jamie if this is what he really wanted, if he was sure he wanted to settle down and try this thing with Gus. But, he couldn't voice his concerns - he didn't want to break the moment, or make Jamie take his answer back. If Jamie did anything stupid, or whatever, they'd deal with it. Gus knew Jamie wasn't perfect with this whole relationship thing, and either was he. They would take it one step at a time. Right now, Gus was going to enjoy the feeling of Jamie's wrist wrapped around his neck, his face nuzzling him, and his body resting against him.

badassGus studied Jamie for a moment after he asked about Charlie, and he could tell that there was more than what Jamie actually said. Jamie hated Charlie, or at least, that's what Gus assumed. Sure, Jamie never outright showed it to people, but Gus knew Jamie long enough to catch the subtle hints. He would catch the way Jamie's eyes hardened for a moment when Charlie would flirt with Gus, which he did on numerous occasions. Gus was pretty sure Charlie was in love with him to some extent, which was half the reason why Gus never ******** him. Sure, Charlie was attractive, and if he had been any other male, Gus would do him in a heartbeat, but knowing that Charlie had a crush on him. Well, that was a whole different story. If he ******** Charlie, then Charlie could get the wrong idea, and even more obnoxious with his flirty than he already was. He was a nice guy, but damn that boy did not know when to leave things the hell alone.

badass"Well, it would totally crush the poor boy's heart if we told him, and even though that would be lovely 'cause then he would leave me the ******** alone, I have a feeling it wouldn't be good," Gus explained, looking up at Jamie. "We could jeopardize our conning, and if Charlie was that into me, he could turn on us, and well, that wouldn't be good. So, the best thing is to keep our mouths shut, and pretend that we're still doing the ******** buddy thing even though we really aren't," Gus explained to Jamie. He would like to tell Charlie to get the boy off his case, but he wasn't too sure that wouldn't cause some issues, and even more flirting could ensue. And, that was one thing Gus didn't want, along with him going to cops and spilling the beans on them. "And, just an fyi for you, Jamie, you're the only guy I've really liked. Charlie, though ********, is not my type. Plus, if I ******** that boy, man we'd have more problems than we could possibly handle," Gus added with a chuckle, running a hand through the other's blonde locks.

badassIt was nice, really, to see Jamie smiling like he was. He didn't smile often, and when he did, it never reached his eyes, which always concerned Gus. Gus knew that there was something Jamie wasn't telling him about himself, but he didn't pry into the other's life. If Jamie wanted to tell him, he'd tell him. So, Gus kept his mouth shut, but to finally see a real smile on that male's face made Gus smile as well. He couldn't help it; Jamie's smile, Jamie's real smile was kind of infectious. And, it made Gus just want to kiss him. So, he did. He pressed his lips quickly to Jamie's lips, tongue pushing passed them and into his mouth. He moved his tongue slowly against Jamie's, taking his time to kiss the boy as his hands threaded through his hair. He kissed him slowly for a moment before pulling back, and he grinned at Jamie. "Definitely won't get tired of doing that," he said with a chuckle. "And, other things of course," Gus quickly added with a smirk.






ooc; it's fine! mine is the one that sucks. kind of got stuck. >___<

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Jamie giggled a bit at Gus’ explanation of Charlie. “Good. I hope he gets his feelings hurt. I swear if he flirts with you one more time . . .” the blonde’s voice trailed off, and he looked away from Gus, angry now about Charlie. The male shook his head, as if he could shake away his murderous thoughts, and turned back to Gus, smiling. And he nodded. He was probably right. Plus, Charlie would never believe them anyway, and think it was all some elaborate trick to try and get him to stop flirting with Gus, or better yet, just to trick him. Both of them had been known to do that. Jamie once told Charlie he had a kid with a chick he slept with in seventh grade. For three weeks he pretended to get calls from the girl, and leave meetings early to ‘go on a play date’. Course, Gus was in on it too, otherwise it would have been weird. Then, one day, Jamie just lost it. Absolutely pissed himself (not literally) laughing when Charlie brought it up again after a week and a half of not pretending anymore. He had completely forgotten.

Thankfully, that also came with the fact that Charlie didn’t talk to him for the next three meetings.

Which was completely worth it.

Jamie hadn’t expected to get kissed just because he was smiling. He never imagined Gus being that sweet. Though, he probably should have expected it. They were dating now, after all. Again, it was a passionate kiss. This time, only a hit of lust lingered in it, and it made Jamie quiver with anticipation. He didn’t know Gus wanted that. Though he could have probably guessed from previous knowledge. And what he said next. “Already? Well, aren’t you cheeky?” he teased, lowering his lips onto Gus’ again. And it got him thinking. Gus wouldn’t get sick of the sex, but would Jamie? He had never ever been known to stick with one person more than one night (save for Gus, but until today that was just sex). What if he cheated on Gus accidentally? Habits were very hard to break for him. Especially bad ones. Hell, when he was ten it took him a year and a half to stop biting his nails. And even now he still did it a little! He couldn’t let Gus be his fallback, or his excuse for not going out. He wouldn’t allow himself to be like that anymore. Not as long as he was with Gus.

But he didn’t know when, or if, he would do it again with anyone else besides Gus. He couldn’t trust himself. Nobody could trust him. Nobody should trust him. For God’s sake, he was a whore and a conman! He should tell Gus. Warn him, so if Jamie was to cheat, he wouldn’t be surprised or have his feelings hurt or something. The blonde pulled away from the kiss abruptly, involuntary tears warmed up in his eyes, daring themselves to fall. “Don’t trust me!” he exclaimed, knowing he should explain himself first. And the tears rolled down his cheeks. He didn’t know why he was being so emotional today. It was really freaking him out. “I don’t know . . . what I’m going to do if you’re not there. For any reason. Please. You have to promise me. Don’t trust me, or fall in love with me, or whatever! You . . . you just can’t” and he finished his remarkably terrible display, looking down to play with the ends of his sleeves. When Gus was tickling him they had fallen down from being pulled up. Gus had never seen him cry before.

He wondered what he’d think of it. He would probably make fun of him, like he usually did if he was going to take Jamie’s advice.


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its rushed [/ooc]

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badassGus couldn't help but grin and chuckle as Jamie trailed off his sentence about Charlie flirting with him. It was nice, and hilarious, to see Jamie so jealous of somebody else that liked Gus. Sure, Gus was a jealous guy, but Jamie? Not so much. But, when you sleep with half the male population in this place, you really don't have room to be jealous of other people. So, that was a change to see Jamie all protective of Gus, and usually, Gus wasn't one that liked to be protected. He felt he was a big enough man to take care of himself, but with Jamie, everything was always different. He kind of liked a jealous Jamie, and a Jamie who felt he, in a sense, probably owned Gus, which again, wasn't something Gus liked. Gus was his own person, nobody owned him, but he was pretty sure he'd let Jamie own him anytime. "I'd like to see what you would do, Jimmy," he said with a smirk, thinking of what Jamie might do to Charlie if he flirted with Gus again, which he would do. Charlie didn't know when to stop, so he'd try it again, and now, Gus wondered if Jamie would keep his mouth shut, or if he would say something. "I have to admit, it would real interesting to see you two get into a b***h fight," he added with a large grin.

badassKissing Jamie was amazing. Gus wasn't a kisser, never had been, and never thought he would be. He thought it was kind of, a personal gesture you did. So, when he ******** somebody, there was always a "no kissing on the lips" policy. It was too personal, and if Gus had somebody kiss him on the lips? He kicked the out of his bed, and told them to ******** off. It didn't happen often, most people, Gus figured, just kind of knew not to kiss him. It was like they could tell he was that kind of guy, but with Jamie, he actually liked kissing the boy. And well, since they were a couple now, kissing was okay; hell, it was amazing. "Hey, you know me, babe, cheeky as can be," he told Jamie, amazed at how easy the word "babe" rolled off his tongue. He never in a million years thought he would be calling Jamie that, but alas, he was, and it was kind of sweet. Then, Jamie was kissing him again, and yes, he would never get tired of this boy's lips. Ever.

badassThough, it stopped abruptly as Jamie pulled back, tears already in his eyes. Gus furrowed his brow in confusion, but didn't have a chance to say anything before Jamie was telling him to not trust him. Gus' heart fell. Was he pulling back on this relationship already because he knew he couldn't trust himself? And, if Jamie couldn't trust himself not to be faithful, than how in the world was Gus going to be able to trust him? Jamie was going on, telling Gus not to trust him, not to fall in love with, that he just can't do that, and by this point, he was full out crying. Gus had never seen Jamie cry, ever. Hell, he didn't even know Jamie could do it. He was always hard, kept his emotions to himself, unless he was angry or horny. They were like the only two emotions - though, horny isn't really an emotion - he would show. You could tell when Jamie was angry, and you could tell when Jamie was horny, but you really couldn't tell when he was anything else. Well, save for Gus; he knew Jamie all to well to know things, but even when he knew Jamie was sad, he never cried. This was a first for him, and it took Gus back a little bit.

badassAt first, he didn't know what to say, or what to do. He was thrown off guard, and he wasn't good at this comforting thing. He usually avoided it with all cost, but here it was, right in front of him, and if he walked away, he'd look like a complete a**. Then, everything would be completely ruined, and Gus didn't want that. He had gone two years without telling Jamie, and now that it was out in the open and the two of them admitted that they liked each other? He wouldn't let it get ruined. Raising his hands, he lifted Jamie's face so he could look into his tear-filled eyes. He brushed his thumbs under the boy's eyes, and wiped away his tears. "It's too late, Jamie. I already fell for you," he whispered softly, dark eyes looking into Jamie's own. "And, to be honest? I don't trust you. I'm ******** scared that you're gonna cheat on me, but I love you, and I wanna try this," he told Jamie, and it was the first time Gus had actually said he loved Jamie. He usually said he liked him, like really liked him, but he never said he loved him. If he said that, it would be crossing a line Gus didn't know if he wanted to cross. But, when he said the word out loud, he realized he did want to cross that line.






ooc; it is so not lame!
i loved it. :]
and, sorry this took so long.
work and school took over my life for a while. >___<

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Jamie frowned at Gus, chuckling a bit. "Even if Charlie and I were to get in a fight, it wouldn't be bitchy like you imagined it to be. Because if he gets on under or even near my last nerve, I'm gonna shiv him in the back" he said, smiling mischievieously. It was obvious that Jamie could hurt someone. He had the ability, that definatly showed. Especially since the last time someone had threatened their gang. Charlie heard some cops talking around town that a new detective was comign in, gonna solve all the mysteries of money just leaving without a trace. Apparently he was the best in the country, and all of them got scared they would get found out. In fact, they almost did. If it hadn't been for jamie's snooping (he had figured out the guy was a diabetic, and that he needed to take insulin every once in a while) so when he came to the warehouse, searching for them, the blonde boy came out of nowhere, putting a gun to the guys head and shoving a massive lollipop in his hands. 'Eat it' he'd said, and the guy complied, all the while screaming that they knew he couldn't have that much sugar, it would kill him. Jamie was no doctor. He didn't know that the sugar actually would kill him. He thought the detective was bluffing. Obviously he was wrong. They guy just fell over and died. Just like that. Jamie had been horribly scarred and scared. But he never showed it. Pretty much every night that part in his life haunted his dreams. Though he had gotten used to the nightmares, and he didn't wake up screaming anymore. Sometimes the nightmares would change, and the first time he had them, he did scream. Yet usually, those nights he was alone, in his own bed. Which was good other wise it would have been really awkward.

Jamie was surprised when Gus moved his rough hands under Jamie's soft neck to life it up. The wiping away of the tears part shocked him even more. He had stopped crying, embarrassed now of why he had broken down so easily. His cheeks flourished pink (which honestly, never ever happened) and he was pretty sure it was going to stay there for a while. He looked blankly back at Gus, before biting his lip a moment, and smiling. a pathertic, real smile. He was very happy right now, and it was hard not to. "Y-you . . . l-l-love m-me?" he stammered, amazed. How could anybody even like him to being with? He was mean, nasty, rude, screwed up, slutty, obnoxious, and down right horrible. But, then again he guessed Gus was nearly the same. Jamie was just more, flamboyant. And he tended to think things threw alot more, yet still a lot faster. Biting his lip again, he thought over a million times if he should say it. The thing he'd always wanted to say, no matter how corny it was. "Gus I . . . ******** I cant believe I'm saying this . . . Gus, I love you too" he said. It took him a while, but he got there. And he'd opened up his heart,

His only hope was that Gus wouldn't crush it to pieces.

[ooc] awwwwwwww
they're sooo cute!
this sucks, im so drained
i had a tennis tournament today [/ooc]