They had just finished a three-day whirlwind concert, interview, and TV stint in Chicago and had a couple days off, so they had all agreed they'd go out tonight and get trashed. Even Lance had taken his head out of his many projects to blow off a little steam.

JC was sitting in a corner of the club just watching his band mates dance. Joey was with Kelli as usual. Chris was working his way around the club, dancing with anyone that would dance with him. Justin hadn't left the dance floor since they had arrived. Lance was sitting at the bar waiting for the bartender to finish with their order.

"Hey Jayce, why don't you get off that cute little ass of yours and do some dancing," Justin asked as he made his way to the table.

"I just got done dancing my ass off for the past two hours, I'm gonna relax for now."

"You're not the only one that was up there dancing you know?"

"Yeah, but I'm beat. I'll dance in a bit. I just wanna check everything over first. Get a good idea of what the crowd is like first."

"Alright. I'll give you an hour then you better get your ass out here or I'm coming after you."

"Fair enough." JC smiled.

"Hey, you still sittin here?" Lance stated as he approached with the tray of drinks. "Figured you'd be on the dance floor by now."

"Nah, too beat. I think I hurt myself jumping around tonight. Landed wrong or something."

"Really? You gonna be ok?"

"Yeah, ankle's just throbbing right now."

"What? Why? What'd you do to it?" Chris asks as he approaches.

"Just landed on it wrong. I'll be fine. You two go have fun."

"I'm not leaving you here by yourself. I'm staying right here." Lance stated.

"Fine. Do what you want." JC huffed.

JC watched Chris walk off again as his mind began to wander.

"You got a crush on him Jayce?" Lance asked. "Jayce, hello…anybody there?"

"Huh? What'd you say?" JC starts.

"I asked if you had a crush on Chris. You were starring pretty hard at his ass when he walked away."

"What? No…Well… maybe a small one. But I'd never…."

"I know man. You gotta watch it though, he's been noticing your wandering eye."

"I'm trying, it's just… I don't know. I can't help it. Have you ever looked around when we're in those damn showers at the venues? It's kinda hard not to notice how fine all of you are."

Lance turns a couple different shades of red, "Uh… Thanks. Yeah, I've noticed them, but I think you've got the best of us."

"I agree. I won't trade him for anything, but damn, sometimes it's really difficult."

Justin comes back over, sits down beside JC, puts his arm around JC's shoulder, "Hey there gorgeous. What ya doing?"

"Just talking to Lance and watching you."

"Yeah? Just me or…"

"Or what Just?"

"I'll take that as my cue to disappear for a while." Lance stated, leaving the table.

Justin turned to face JC, "So, what is going on with you? Don't think I didn't notice you watching Chris walk away from the table. It's kinda obvious you want him."

"No, I don't want him. I have you and you're more than enough for me. I just can't help watching them Just. Haven't you ever just watched them move? It's like watching the stars move or something."

"Ok Jayce, now I know you've lost it. Why are you comparing Joey, Chris and Lance to the stars?"

"Because they have heavenly bodies."

"What? What the hell have you been drinking? You've had enough of whatever it is."

"No, let me explain."

"Ok, but this better be good, cuz I'm about to throw your ass in the nut house."

"Look at Joey. What do you think of when you watch him?"

"I think of how fun he is to be with."

"Ok, my turn. When I watch Joey I think of how warm his smile is. How with just one act he can make me smile. And when he hugs me I feel like I'm in heaven because I feel safe and secure. He's like a big teddy bear, safe, comfortable, 'heaven'."

"Ok, I'll buy that. What about Chris? What do you see when you look at Chris?"

"When I look at Chris I see the jokester. He's fun to be with, can't sit still to save his life, but if I ever need to be cheered up he's the one I'd go to. He's sweet, loving, and the most loyal of all of us. It's nice to know that he's there no matter what happens, no matter how stupid I am at an interview or whatever, he'll be there to cheer me up and make me smile. Just like my own little ray of sunshine on a cloudy day."

"Lance?"

"Lance (sigh). He's the most centered. He's saved us all more times than any of us want to admit. He takes care of us all, making sure we eat, get enough sleep, that we're in the right place at the right time. He's like the North Star, he guides us like it does the sailors in the ocean."

"Ok, so that covers it. I still don't get why you called them heavenly. What am I missing?"

"Each one of them makes me feel like I'm in heaven when I have the priveledge to share their company. Thus they are my little personal pieces of heaven. But I haven't explained what I think about you. Aren't you curious?"

"Yes, but I figured you'd get around to it so I wasn't gonna push."

"That's sweet, I think. Anyway, when I watch you I see love, unconditional, pure and simple love. You are my world. When I'm with you, whether we are sitting in a club talking or at home making love, you are my own personal heaven. I look in those gorgeous blue eyes and I see heaven looking back at me."

Justin doesn't say anything after this. He grabs JC's hand and drags him out the club and into the nearest taxi. When they get back to their room he turns to JC and says, "Now, I'm going to tell you with my actions exactly what happens when I look at you."

Justin leans in, presses his lips to JC's and pulls him close to his chest. Justin's hands wander around to JC's back where they sneak under his shirt. JC slips his hands up the front of Justin's shirt.

"Take this off," Justin mumbles against JC's lips.

"You take it off," he replies.

In short order they are both naked with arms and legs entwined on the bed. Justin runs his hands through JC's hair. Justin gasps as JC brushes his fingers lightly over Justin's erection. Justin move one hand down to grasp JC's wrist.

JC looks up into the heavenly pools of blue, "What…"

"I said I was gonna show you. You just lay back and enjoy." Justin stated as he places a hand on JC's erection.

Justin kisses JC's chest, works one nipple into a hard peak, then the other. He trails hot kisses across JC's abs to the tip of his penis. He lightly licks the tip then runs his tongue down to the base of JC's shaft.

"Justin, God, stop teasing." JC gasps.

Justin takes this as his signal to engulf JC's shaft to the hilt. His tongue and throat muscles working to entice JC to orgasm faster. He moves up and down slowly along JC until JC slides a hand over the back of his head, trying desperately to get a hold of something. Justin stops mid stroke and reaches for the night stand, grabs the lube and has JC back in his mouth before JC can register that he had left. He lubes up a couple of fingers and slips a finger into JC's tight ass. JC's moans of pleasure drive him to push a second finger in.

"Just, I'm gonna cum."

Justin applies just a bit more pressure with his lips and pumps his fingers a bit faster. Soon JC's is shouting his name with a powerful orgasm. Justin cleans JC up and moves up to give him a tender kiss.

"Just, make love to me. Please?"

"You're wish is my command." Justin responds as he slips his lubed cock into JC's ass. He pumps in and out, kissing JC passionately.

JC pulls back a little and says, "Just, come for me baby."

With that little amount of encouragement, Justin cums. He collapses on JC and wraps his arms around him tightly.

"Baby, I love you." Justin breaths.

"I love you too. And Just?"

"Yeah?"

"You're the only heavenly body I need, you know that right?"

"Yes, Jayce. And you're my heavenly body."

The two drift off to sleep wrapped tightly in each others arms, dreaming of stars, heaven and each other.