Chapter X

It was ‘79 and disco was fading, quickly. And Raven's Glow was closing it's door for good on the first of June, but the night before, it was to be the bash of the millennium, celebrating the club's reign as the greatest.

And Justin was sad to see it go.

He decided that since this was such an event, he needed to dress appropriately. And for that he needed Malik and his flamer friends for help.

He stepped out of the bathroom to Malik, his queen friends and Ryan. And all but one were pleased. Once the others left Ryan crossed his arms and his eyes turned hard, in the way Justin hated.

"You look like a girl!"

Justin peeked in the bathroom mirror. "I do not."

Ryan sighed and stepped close. "You're... you're wearing make-up! You look like a girl!"

Justin brushed him off and stepped around him. "It's eyeliner and it's glitter. Just because make-up is for girls doesn't mean when a man wears it, he looks like one. Now, since you don't want to join me--"

"Wheres your shirt?"

Justin looked down at his naked chest then back at Ryan. "Um, I don't have one--"

"I have one you can wear." Ryan bustled around and Justin swallowed.

"No, baby, I'm not wearing one is what I meant. This is the outfit." He showed off the tight blue flares and the small white jacket. "Cute?" he smiled and Ryan rolled his eyes.

"You're gonna give me a fucking ulcer!" he grunted and Justin raised an eyebrow.

"Well if you would leave the mothering to my mom, you could actually appreciate the outfit. What about that?"

The older man just sighed and shook his head, stalking into the bathroom. Justin sighed and then shrugged his shoulders, making his way out of the hotel, walking the blocks down to the club.

Suddenly there were arms around him and Justin smiled and turned, frowning immediately when Jayce's face came into view. He shrugged out of the embrace and Jayce scoffed.

"Fuck you," Justin said plainly and started off but Jayce grabbed his elbow and brought him closer, his eyes burning the blonde's as he started moving.

"At least dance with me," he whispered and Justin blinked, frowning as he gave into the request, his hands by his sides as he moved.

But as the beat changed and an energetic song started Justin couldn't help it and his arms came around Jayce's shoulders and his hips fit between Jayce's easily, their faces side by side. And it felt so familiar and so private that he couldn't get the memories of before out of his head.

"Stop," he murmured, putting a hand on Jayce's chest to still him. When the older man looked at him he shook his head. "I can't... You want me to have a good life with my picket fence. And I want what we had before but I can't have either. I can't have you because I'm Ryan's now--"

"You're not anyone's but yourself," Jayce declared sternly and Justin took his hand back. "And you can have me, you can have what we had! We can have what we had, you just have to trust me--"

"I fucking trusted you before and where the fuck has it gotten me?!" Justin shouted, shoving Jayce's shoulder to put some space between them.

"You're married, aren't you?! Isn't that what you want?"

Justin's brow furrowed and he shook his head. "What the hell are you saying? You tell me I can have what I want but at the same time you're saying that I'm supposed to be happy with Ryan? Pick a fucking side! And stop confusing me!"

Jayce's eyes darkened. "Fine. Fine! You're supposed to be mine and you know it! You fucking want me, not that piece of shit you got holed up at the hotel! When y'all are fucking, I know it's me you're thinking about! You need me, not him. You love me, not h--"

Justin's lips were dry and soft, still sweet like Jayce had remembered. He angled his head, his nose brushing against the other's, as he tried to get more of Justin's lips on his.

Justin gripped a strong neck, Jayce's own hands traveling up Justin's nude back, his fingers entwining in the short hair, the curls soft against his fingers, his tongue slick as it swiped over the blonde's lips.

His mouth opened wide for Jayce and he took advantage, turning his face away as his arm circled the younger man's middle, a hand bringing the body closer.

Justin moaned for Jayce and the brunette hummed as he licked into his mouth, the hand traveling over his cheek soft and urgent as Justin's hands slid into his hair.

Justin brought Jayce's face closer, wanting more, realizing he needed more of this. More of Jayce so close, and Jayce's hands on his body, of his mouth on his... He needed this so bad, so much... Too much.

"No," he breathed as he pulled away, Jayce still close as he panted, their bodies still touching, Jayce's skin hot on his. "I can't..." he trailed off as the brunette picked up his hand, soft fingertips running over his palm to twist the gold ring.

Justin watched as Jayce brought the finger to his mouth, sliding it through his lips; ring and all. He watched with baited breath as he pulled the digit out, the gold glinting between his bared teeth and Justin swallowed.

Jayce took the band from his mouth and reached down, sliding it into Justin's back pocket, leaning forward against Justin's lips.

"Just for tonight," he murmured, his lips kissing the blonde's and Justin wrapped his arms around the broad shoulders, pressing for more of Jayce's mouth, agreeing as the ring burned in his back pocket.

They hadn't separated since the club, Jayce trying to work on the doorknob while Justin worked on his neck, kissing it noisily as the brunette groaned his acceptance.

Once the door was open, they stumbled through the threshold, clumsily making their way to the bedroom. Fumbling fingers and trembling hands discarded clothes, both in a rush to get naked, and against each other.

Jayce bit Justin's earlobe softly as he pulled down the man's pants, more than pleased the man had gone commando. He slid down the younger man's body smoothly, his fingers thumbing a nipple-- Wait.

The brunette pulled back and frowned. "You took out your nipple rings."

Justin blinked and swallowed, lust fogging his brain. "What?"

"The things that were stuck through your nipples." Jayce ran a finger over the sensitive tips to prove a point and he grinned against Justin's belly button when the other moaned for him to continue.

He slid further, now on his knees and breathed, his mouth watering as his hands slid up Justin's warm thighs. "Jayce..."

Jayce opened his eyes and was greeted with Justin's erection, throbbing and flushed deep pink. With one look at the young man's face, he licked the underside of his cock, his tongue broad and flat.

"Shit," Justin panted and hands were gentle at the back of his head. He pumped his hips and grimaced as Jayce complied with each deeper thrust, the tingling dissolving into something more and he wanted it, that... content place, back. He held on to get it back but he was already too far gone and he groaned, his head falling back as he came.

Jayce swallowed, slowly, and came back up, kissing Justin, the other responding lazily. The bitter tang of himself and Jayce's scalding erection pressed against his thigh made his brain seize, caused his groin to stir again.

He was laid down and the other man left for a second, but not much longer before he was pressed against Justin, flesh against flesh and Justin opened his eyes, want bleeding into need and Jayce kissed him until they were closed again.

He rolled the condom on quickly, spitting into his hand, hoping it worked as he slid forward, Justin's face screwing up. His chest heaved against Jayce's and his legs circled his waist, his fingers biting into the skin on the older man's back. Justin was still so tight.

"Shit," Jayce cursed, pushing forward until his thighs hit Justin's ass, the blonde's eyes opening and Jayce's stomach ached with something other than want and he closed his eyes, pulling out and pushing forward.

"Yes," Justin hissed, his palms flat now, one on the sheets beside him, fingers buried in the cotton and the other on Jayc'e bare back, pulling the brunette closer, urging more thrusts and with sweat trickling down his temple, he twisted his hips, Jayce's loud moan music to his ears.

They moved quicker and Justin grabbed Jayce's face, holding him close as his lungs ached and his body tensed, his nerves exploding and it was too good, much too good.

Jayce leaned forward, striving for what Justin had and when Justin started touching his back again, his body so raw he melted, his body a heaving pile of fried nerves.

"Oh my god," Justin breathed and Jayce, using what energy was left in him reached for a blanket, just grabbing a corner and covering them, Justin warm in his arms.

"I love you," he breathed, kissing a temple but Justin was already sleeping, his eyelashes fluttering familiarly.

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