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You're so crazy in Love	By : zowie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > The Used Views: 2728 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-You're so crazy in Love
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Disclaimer: I don’t own the Characters but I do own the story line and in all events please remember that this is F I C T I O N and that none of it is real. All bands mentioned, TV programmes and possibly Countries or Cities are real and I do not own them, any quotes used are owned by their author but have been labelled accordingly.
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You’re so Crazy in Love
“Yeah but nobody searches Nobody cares somehow When the loving that you’ve wasted Comes
raining from a hapless cloud And I might stop and look upon your face Disappear in the sweet,
sweet gaze See the living that surrounds me Dissipate in a violet place
Can’t you see what you’ve done to my heart And soul? This is a wasteland now…” – Interpol “Slow Hands” ---
It was Bert’s Birthday; he was Twenty-three now, one of the big boys as it were. Of course he was already drunk by the time everyone turned up at the hotel to celebrate with a huge party. To Jepha this was no big surprise; Bert was always drunk which made for interesting days and sometimes, rather difficult situations. By eight the hotel was full of all the band’s closest friends, from Lost Prophets, to MCR, to Yourcodenameis: Milo and of course Taking back Sunday. Jeph instantly became involved in conversations with all his friends, laughing and joking, drinking of course, whilst avoiding the cigarette smoke. Most of the lads had arrived with make up on that evening, even he donned the emo pink eye shadow that Brandon had put on him as they stood in the hotel bathroom laughing.
Practically everyone had turned up in full party mode, some dancing, most drinking, a few of the lads chatting up the groupies that always appeared at these types of things. Personally Jepha held no interest for these female blondes, he had eyes for one blonde only and from what he could see, the tiny shy blonde had yet to arrive.
Quinn was last to arrive.
It seemed Quinn had missed the memo about the makeup and classy clothes because he arrived in his child sized jeans held up by his belt and a grey hoodie that clung to his frame but was too long in the arms, his hood up hiding his blonde hair. Instantly disappointed clucks and comments were made from everyone who saw, Jamie Oliver and Gerard Way clearly the most disappointed, those make up whores.
Jepha was disappointed himself, the idea of seeing Quinn in make up had made for some rather intense dreams as of late and now, it seemed Jepha wouldn’t be getting just a glimpse of emo pink and black splashed around chocolate brown eyes. He couldn’t help but cluck in disappointment and shaking his head when Quinn wandered over in his quiet shy way, holding his glass of orange juice carefully, his chipped black nail polish glimmering in the light.
“What happened to the make up and decent clothes?” Ian Watkins was the first to speak up cocking a sharp eyebrow.
“I forgot.” Quinn replied.
It was a blatant lie and even a deaf man would have figured that out.
“Well I think Jamie brought his stuff, you could use that.” Someone suggested, probably Gerard.
“No…thanks.” Quinn muttered.
Jeph chuckled and instantly went to find Bert. If there was one man who could make anyone do anything, it was Bert. Finding the drunken vocalist at the bar again (No surprise there) Jepha patted the smaller man’s shoulder giving him a playful smirk.
“Quinn’s being a brat and hasn’t turned up in dress code.” Jepha informed the drunken man setting his own drink down.
“No!” Bert gasped, his eyes wide before his head snapped to wear Quinn was with the other “Cool” people, his eyes narrowing before he let out a screech similar to a banshees. “Quinn Allman! You are in big trouble!”
The look of fear in Quinn eyes, that childish fear always aroused Jepha making him smirk as he followed Bert through the crowd back to the group, Quinn already stammering out excuses.
“I don’t want to hear it!” Bert held up his hand rather dramatically. “It appears you need help! Everyone! Let’s get this boy suited up.”
“Oh no…” Quinn shook his head instantly backing up when everyone nodded and agreed.
Suited up was the best kind of punishment, well to Jepha it was, the idea of Quinn bound and practically naked was so appealing and he knew tonight he would get that much. He grinned in triumph, holding his cruel but dark smile as he helped a few of the others grab Quinn before he made a speedy getaway, dragging him for the elevators, as he pleaded like a frightened child.
“No…Please… I-I’ll wear the make up, I-I will… please…” Quinn babbled all the way up in the elevator, no one listening as they chuckled and discussed how far the punishment should really go.
The worst they would do was leave him bound for a few hours, maybe take a few pictures for the album then have a good laugh about it later, still for Jeph it would mean more cock material for a few weeks. Already the camera was out, snapping pictures as they dragged Quinn for the hotel bedroom pulling him inside as he struggled like a bitch claiming that this wasn’t funny anymore. But to everyone else it was funny and to Jeph it was arousing as he watched Bert, Jamie and Gerard strip Quinn to his boxers with ease whilst Frank, Adam and Ian held him down, Brandon manning the camera.
“Jeph…help…” Quinn pleaded as the sound of ripping duct tape filled the air.
“Sorry man, you got yourself into this situation.” Jepha chuckled sitting back to watch the show.
Before the blonde could argue anymore, silver tape was plastered over his full lips muffling his protests before his hands were taped together.
“Quinn quit struggling so we can do the make up.” Bert laughed holding the applicator carefully, the shimmering dust glinting in the light.
Jeph loved how Quinn looked up in pure protest right before his resolve crumbled and he nodded, slumping in the grips of all those men, his eyes shut. Something about Quinn giving up, being dominated, was so fucking hot in Jepha’s eyes and he loved the idea of using that to his advantage when he could. By the time they had finished, Quinn was a vision of sexual beauty as far as Jepha was concerned, his make up smudged yet so sexy, his hair a mess and his tiny chest rising and falling as he panted. If it weren’t for the boxers Jeph could have sworn Quinn looked like he had just been fucked.
“Man you look priceless.” Brandon laughed as they tidied up leaving Quinn sitting on his knees and still tied up.
“Oh this is gunna have me laughing for days.” Ian added as they started to leave with no real regard for the state they had left Quinn in.
Jeph stayed in his seat not really listening to the others, just watching Quinn whose head was bowed forward until his childish blonde locks fell into his closed eyes. Within a few seconds they were completely alone, the slam of the door not even catching Jeph’s attention as he watched the blonde with a hungry smirk. It seemed like forever before Quinn finally became aware of someone else presence in his room, his head lifting to look at Jeph like a puppy that just got a good kicking.
“Aww now are you just a sorry sight.” Jeph chuckled standing up and heading over to Quinn, looming over his kneeling form. “Aww cheer up Quinn it was just a joke.”
Quinn seemed annoyed by the remark, anger flashing in his eyes as he started struggling again. Jeph simply chuckled at the sight, crouching in front of the blonde for a moment, before picking the tiny man up and dropping him on the bed. For some reason Quinn started to wriggle more, as if he was panicking or freaking out. Jeph was slightly taken back by this but cooed to the blonde, holding him and kissing the duct tape where Quinn’s lips were.
“I’m not gunna hurt you…. Let’s get this duct tape off yeah?” Jeph murmured stroking Quinn’s cheek soothingly before carefully peeling the tape from his mouth.
“Why didn’t you help me?” Were the first words out of Quinn’s mouth, his voice holding a hint of childish hurt as he looked at Jepha with big upset eyes.
“Shhh…” Jeph cooed stroking a few strands of blonde hair away from the smaller man’s eyes. “You had to be taught a lesson Quinn, you can’t keep expecting me to stand up for you every time you don’t do as you’re told.”
It was the truth, for too long, Quinn had been using Jeph as an excuse for not doing anything. Since the first day they had started their secret affair of stolen kisses and heated touches, Quinn had expected Jeph to stand up for him and at first Jeph had done it, willingly, but now he was starting to see that it was starting to cause problems, and not just with their friends. Jeph felt the strain on their relationship, the usually dominate man was losing the control he had over Quinn, something that was easy to obtain but clearly easy to lose as well. Jeph didn’t like it, what he liked was having control over Quinn, he liked being dominant, he didn’t like giving into the blonde all the time.
Jeph expected Quinn to protest but the blonde did nothing of the sort as he sniffed a little and looked down, his cheeks flushing a little.
“Are you mad at me?” Quinn murmured quietly.
“No Kitten I’m not mad.” Jeph murmured smiling a little as he cupped Quinn’s jaw gently, forcing the younger man to look at him. “You look so sexy right now…so… fucked.”
Quinn didn’t seemed to react; he just stared back at the bassist, his arms still bound and his body practically naked. Jeph had noticed from the first day, Quinn never said anything, he was always a good boy, if Jeph wanted Quinn to scream, Quinn would scream, if he wanted him to be silent, he would be silent, usually burying his face into the pillows and letting Jepha’s grunts of effort and pleasure fill the air. Jeph was more than pleased with this, last thing he needed was a wriggling blonde getting them both in trouble, not like Bert had done.
Still, Jepha grabbed the duct tape again looking at Quinn with a fake apologetic smile, not really sorry for what he was about to do anyway. Quinn was fast to catch on, after all he was many things but he wasn’t stupid, he knew the look Jeph gave him since the second he had entered the hotel that night and now it was Quinn’s time to wriggle and protest again.
“No…No…” He shook his head using his free legs to push him back, nearly falling off the bed in the process. “Jeph no… please no….”
It wasn’t as if Jeph was going to hurt Quinn, he would never do that, never. He just didn’t have that in him, sure he had it in him to bind and gag Quinn though, sighing softly as he watched the blonde try and escape. Stretching one hand out, the bassist pulled the small lithe body back to him making Quinn practically screech in protest. A few seconds of struggling soon had Quinn completely pinned down under Jepha’s taller, stronger body. The Blonde still protested for a little longer and Jeph let him, simply watching as the blonde under him begged and pleaded for Jeph to be nice, that he wouldn’t scream, he’d stay quiet just like when they were on the bus, just please don’t gag him. Finally Quinn seemed to give up, a heavy defeated sigh leaving him as he looked up at Jeph, his hair a mess, his chest rising and falling as he panted.
He was defeated.
“Shh Kitten.” Jepha soothed once again tidying the blonde’s hair before leaning down to kiss the lightly parted lips. “I love you, you know that right?”
Quinn nodded, and that was all Jeph was looking for as he let his tongue slip into the younger man’s mouth, stroking over his own wet pink muscle as Jeph explored and Quinn let him. As always Quinn’s taste was exotic, the slight taste of cigarettes and strawberry yoghurt lingering somewhere in the Blonde’s mouth that simply turned Jeph on. The light scent of cigarette smoke and aftershave filled the dark haired man’s nose, warming and chilling his senses all at once, feeding his lustful hunger. It was going to be a shame that he couldn’t kiss Quinn’s lips through this but then again it was that or no true fun.
“I thought you said you’d quit smoking.” Jeph murmured when the kiss was finally broken.
Quinn’s cheeks flushed again, making him look like an underaged teenager having been caught smoking by his parents. The truth was Quinn had said he’d quit, but still that did nothing to stop the guilty excuses, it did nothing to stop the blonde from slipping away and enjoying nicotine in his own company. Jeph smirked as he thought of all the times Quinn had disappeared on his own and none of them had been any wiser to his excuses, still it turned him on rather than angered him, gave him one more reason to gag the boy and have his wicked way.
He studied the younger man’s face a little long before he finally took the newly torn piece of duct tape and place over Quinn’s mouth. The blonde’s face creased up as if he was about to cry but then he calmed again when the bassist cooed and soothed him, stroking his pale soft cheek.
“There’s nothing to be scared of Quinn, this is us remember? Me and you, making love like always, there’s just a bit of a difference.” Jepha murmured softly as he lifted the younger man’s small form up and settled him on the bed properly settling between his spread legs, so he was over the blonde taking in his trapped and helpless form.
Oh yes indeed this was a sight that turned Jeph on and he didn’t hide it as he moaned, freeing more of the duct tape from the roll before lifting Quinn’s bound wrists up to the headboard, taping them there. Quinn didn’t seem to like this but made no effort to stop Jeph, he simply lay there looking beautiful and vulnerable and slightly pissed off but Jeph knew he could change that. Sitting back The older man admired his and the others work whilst the blonde boy writhed a little on the mattress, his muscles flexing and relaxing under creamy soft skin that begged for marring.
“Remind me to get you tattooed Kitten.” Jeph chuckled softly when he finally finished admiring what was secretly his. “A nice little sign to prove you are mine.”
Quinn couldn’t answer but Jeph was sure, no… he knew Quinn wouldn’t argue or protest because Quinn believed that he belonged to Jeph, that his body was Jeph’s and though Jeph was pleased by this, he was worried that perhaps Quinn was just giving himself up and expecting nothing in return. The older man’s features softened as he stroked Quinn’s cheek loving how the blonde instantly leaned into his touch, his eyes fluttering shut and the small light purr filling the air.
“We’ll both get one.” Jeph corrected himself before he sat up to undress himself, being quick but carefully to remove his suit jacket, the black heavy jeans and the black tie.
Quinn did nothing but watch the man he considered his lover, undress himself, lying naked on the bed for Jeph’s sake and purpose. By now Jeph was more than eager to push into the tiny body he considered his and listen to the moans as he pushed them both to release. The fact was it had been too long since their last moment together, nearly three weeks in fact. Sure there had been the stolen kisses, the quick gropes behind the bus when they were at a venue, but that was it, they had been too busy for any more and now… now Jeph was fucking hungry and Quinn was looking so delicious right now.
One man naked and one virtually there, Jeph climbed onto the bed carefully, looking down at the blonde. For a moment he thought of how this looked, Jeph’s suit on the floor and Quinn spread out like a young whore, his body a temple yet used so often. In the beginning Jeph had used this temple whenever he could, he had been Quinn’s first, how the boy had howled and cried despite Jeph’s efforts to calm him, it had actually scared Jeph at first but he remembered his first time all too well and he too had been nothing more than a screaming crying naïve boy at the time. Now though, now Jeph worshipped this temple, and though sometimes he didn’t take care in his work, he did always make Quinn feel loved no matter what, no matter how Possessive Jeph really was.
Now was no exception, even though Quinn had not wanted to be bound, even though he had protested and begged, even though it was WHAT Jeph had wanted and even though Jeph was taking great pleasure in controlling this blonde boy, he would make it up to Quinn, make it worth his while.
“We have a good few hours before the others come back for you baby.” Jeph murmured into the thick air, which already held the faint scent of lust. “I promise we’ll have nothing but fun in that time.”
With that the bassist leant down kissing the blonde’s sorry excuse for a stomach which was merely a dip, the skinnier man breathing in sharply as the feeling of Jeph’s hot tongue at his skin, lapping as if he were the cat lapping at cream. Jeph had always enjoyed the sounds and reactions Quinn gave, the soft shivers and the even softer moans, even the occasional squeal when Jeph caught him off guard was amazing, a real turn on as well. But what really turned Jeph on, gave him pure satisfaction was that he was pleasing Quinn, teasing him, and pleasuring him making Quinn think of nothing except WANTING Jeph. Carefully he kissed his way down the skinny sweet body under his, licking at the guitarist’s pale hip, biting it ever so slightly, letting his tongue just massage the skin so that Quinn was moaning and shivering with pleasure, his whole body relaxing finally and completely submitting to Jeph.
It was what Jeph loved, yes he loved Quinn like fucking crazy, he loved EVERYTHING about the guitarist, from his giggle, to his bad moods, to his screams, but he loved how he gave himself to Jeph, how he would spread his legs when they were at the back of the bus alone, how he would hold Jeph’s jeans open carefully as he sucked the bassist off like some teenage girl in a porn movie, how he would gasp Jeph’s name, just like when it was his first time, every time.
He loved Quinn.
Slipping the black boxers off wasn’t a problem, they were a little too big for Quinn anyway, most things were, it was just something Jeph noticed, but paid no real regard to as he kissed further and further down Quinn’s body taking a moment to admire Quinn in his full beauty smiling softly, if a little smugly against Quinn’s inner thigh, feeling the muscles quivering in anticipation. Jeph kept that smile, as he kissed softly at the skin, nipping a little to release those pretty squeaks Quinn made as the bassist made a journey for his smaller lover’s cock, kissing down the length and just lapping softly at the base.
Quinn’s breath hitched before a soft muffled moan left him, his eyes closing and dark thick lashes came to cuddle soft glowing cheeks making Jeph smile. He let his skilled tongue work over the younger man’s body, kissing and licking his dripping cock, enjoying the taste of innocence as he worked up to the tip. He left a long hard lick over the slit making Quinn moan more, his hips bucking a little in demand making Jeph chuckle.
Jeph took his sweet time about taking Quinn, which really did make Quinn groan because he could do nothing, even if his hands weren’t tied. But Jeph always loved the chance to take his time, enjoy his own teasing as he licked at the head before taking it into his mouth and sucking lightly. This small gesture seemed like sweet relief to the blonde who moaned more clearly, his body tensing then relaxing in pleasure as Jeph took him in, sucking with just the right amount of pressure, the right amount that Quinn liked who seemed to enjoy this more than being sucked hard and fast. Jeph was more than happy this time to give Quinn what he wanted, not every second was as precious as usual, they weren’t about to get caught or found out, they had practically all the time in the world. Sucking still, Jeph moved with the gentle rock of Quinn’s hips, making sure to pay attention to every single little bit of Quinn’s cock, using his tongue bar and the hoops of his lip rings to tease and yet please the blonde who was a writhing moaning, panting mess within minutes, his pale skin now shimmering with sweat making him look so exotic and precious.
It was a sight that could alone make Jeph come but he had will power and kept himself together as he brought Quinn to an inch of his climax before pulling back slowly and looking up at the blonde who was clearly displeased Jeph had stopped. His cheeks were flushed and his hair even messier, his eyes wide and questioning as he huffed under his gag and wriggled a little.
“You know this works both ways.” Jeph murmured crawling up the slender body to that baby face, kissing the gag softly, imagining it to be Quinn’s lips there. “You’re so beautiful.”
That blush deepened making Jepha smile as he kissed down the small chin and licked the length of the long expose neck, his reward coming in the form of a shiver and small gasp from behind the tape. Now their hips were rocking together as if they were one already, Jeph could almost feel Quinn around him, it was nearly so real that he was already panting, Quinn’s name falling from his lips at a low whisper as he licked and kissed the soft skin of his lover’s neck, just letting their hips rock back and forth in harmony.
Then came the buck, the small sharp motion that Quinn always gave when it felt so right, when he felt so amazing and Jeph used it to his advantage, one hand gripping Quinn’s hip and the other on himself, guiding Quinn’s hips in that rocking motion of back and forth until the next buck came letting Jeph push in suddenly but with one long motion he was buried.
They both shivered, both of them panting harshly suddenly as the rocking didn’t stop, as their hips just kept rocking as they had done before, Jeph driving home smiling at the cool tightness that had him, loving the sound of Quinn’s moan when Jeph found what he was looking for. A few lazy rocks and Jeph was ready for more, ready to give it his all and make Quinn really feel the bliss. Lifting the smaller man’s legs he made it easier to drive deeper and harder, putting his whole heart and soul into thrusting in, all the while kissing Quinn’s face and neck as the guitarist moaned and squealed behind the gag, his eyes opening to reveal those black hot eyes that burnt up into Jeph with love and lust.
It was a sight that always stayed with Jeph even when Quinn had always fallen asleep or been called off to do something and Jeph could be alone and contemplate. But nothing compared to the stare he always got in that small space of time as their bodies rocked in perfect harmony, Jeph’s hand’s gripping the blonde’s hips, then one on his weeping cock giving Quinn that extra edge he wanted and needed so badly. The room was soon full of moans and grunts, the air thick with sex and heat as the lone pair writhed in the arms of passion neither able to say a word as they felt their bodies climbing up to their climaxes.
Then it hit, Quinn was first his whole body suddenly just tensing as he moaned and cried behind his gag, his head thrown back as he spilt his seed over himself and Jeph’s hand making the older man groan at the sight. But it was too long before Quinn’s tensing did it’s own special trick and Jeph was crying Quinn’s name in pure bliss as he came, his vision nothing more than lights almost like something from heaven.
Silence always ensued after these moments, but none of them were ever as long as this. Quinn lay sprawled out under Jeph panting and shivering whilst his older lover managed to stay hovering over him panting and looking down at the body under him. Then the soft purr, the one Jeph was waiting for, erupted from the back of Quinn’s throat, making the bassist smile.
It was a sign he had done well.
“I’m glad you liked my beautiful.” Jeph murmured as he slid out carefully and began slowly unbinding his lover from the bed.
Pink eye shadow and black eyeliner were smudged ever so slightly around brown orbs and when Jeph finally pulled the silver tape away from Quinn’s lips, the blonde’s eyes lightened and he looked up with nothing but innocence and love.
“All free.” Jeph smiled softly as he threw the used and mangled tape away taking his chance now to lie down and cradle the smaller man to him.
Quinn just nuzzled Jeph’s bare chest and smiled, said: “I love you.” in his quiet voice.
“Love you too, Crazy in love with you…” Jeph murmured using their special saying for each other.”
“You’re so crazy…” Quinn murmured closing his eyes.
“I try to be for you.” Jeph murmured and took the chance to watch his lover sleep before the birthday party returned to break them apart again.
It's like a fucking drug deal I'm sitting here waiting I'm calling you back and you won't call me back and it's fucked up,
but at the same time it just made me want you even worse. – The Used “Choke Me.”
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