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14 Years	By : lunavin Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Metallica Views: 2583 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Metallica. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author's Notes: This is the end. - With an epilogue to follow.

James led Jason into the dimly lit bedroom. The light next to the bed had been turned off, presumably by Jason while James had been with Lars out in the living room. The window drapes were only closed on one side, the side that would have had the light directly hit the bed. Instead the light from the open side was casting itself on the floor at the foot of the bed, creating a warm hazy glow about the room.

Jason came up behind James’ naked back and rested his forehead on the singer. He started kissing the spot and moved his hands around James front to start undoing the buttons and zipper on his jeans.

"I was with one other guy," James said suddenly. "It was a roadie; no big deal."

"Did you enjoy it?" Jason asked. He slid James' pants down and James stepped out of them.

"Well, it felt good," James gave a small laugh. "It's sex; it usually does you know."

James turned around in Jason's arms. He started working on losing Jason's pants as well. They slid down his legs to join James' on the floor.

"Well I'm glad you can feel comfortable about all this now," Jason said.

He playfully pushed James back until the singer's legs hit the back of the bed and he sat back on it. Jason started climbing on top of him and James smiled as he crawled backwards on the bed until they lay in the middle.

"Are you in a hurry?" James laughed softly.

"Maybe," Jason smiled. He leaned down and took James' mouth in a quick kiss before clarifying. "Maybe you were just so fucking incredible last night that I can't wait for a repeat performance."

"Yeah, it was pretty fucking good" James smiled.

"Well, it's sex," Jason started repeating James' earlier words. "It usually does feel good you know."

Jason started kissing his way down James' chest and tugging down the singer’s underwear.

"This was different. This was...," so much more he thought, but didn't say it.

"What was different," Jason asked innocently. He had a brief thought about who the other guy might have been.

"I love you," James said simply even before he could think. He felt Jason feeze and worried he had spoiled the moment. It's not like I've never said it before.

Jason was frozen staring into James belly button for a longer moment than necessary before looking up at James. The singer almost looked afraid. He moved back up James body quickly and sealed their mouths in a strong kiss holding his body tight as if the space between them in life could be breeched in just this one physical act.

He may not have said it back, but James wasn't about to complain. He'd heard it from Jason's mouth a few times before years ago. He knew Jason had heard him say it before as well, so while he was unsure where this rush of emotion from Jason might have come from he was not going to ask him about it now.

It was only a couple of minutes before they were naked and laying next to each other. Today's touches were more hurried, more frantic than last night’s easy and slow movements. Each moment now was a reawakened memory as they remembered what they had shared a few hours before.

James reached out a hand to grab the lube and Jason took it from him spreading some of it on his own fingers before reaching around himself once again. But James stopped him sharply with a hand to the wrist and when Jason looked at him questiongly James' wordlessly spread his legs around Jason's body in invitation.

It was only then that Jason slowed down. First in his kisses, then with his fingers, and finally with his cock which he pushed himself slowly inside his former band mate. He started thrusting slowly, the pace languid and unhurried. Time rolled on and the sun shifted and started peeking onto the top of the bed as they continued lost in each other.

Jason's experience was obvious as he teased James effortlessly. Bringing him towards the edge only to hold him off and take him back from that teetering edge. James grabbed and held with one hand to Jason's hip in frustration determined not to beg for release. He was going to let Jason be in control right now if it killed him.

And then Jason finally decided to let go and spilled himself inside of James. He stroked James’ erection a little more roughy causing an already on edge man to spurt his own release. James moaned so loud he wondered if Lars could hear him in the other room. Jason landed face first into James' chest afterwards from the effort he'd made.

James wrapped his arms around Jason. His legs laid down back on the bed, completely relaxed despite the weight on top of him.

"James," Jason whispered.

"Shh," James whispered back. "Give me a second."

Jason nodded and relaxed against him. The sunlight was already reaching his ankles and the room was brighter than it had been before. It was with the steady rythm of James' heart against his ear that he realized he was nodding off, but he would give James all the time he needed right now, and let himself fall asleep.

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When Jason woke up he had to close his eyes again. Steeling himself he opened them slowly letting his eyes adjust to the brightness of the room. He'd fallen asleep as he knew he would. A quick glance at the clock told him he really needed to get going.

"I ordered breakfast," James said.

Jason turned around. James was dressed and sitting on the bed next to him eating a bagel.

"I got you the sesame seed bagel sandwhich thing you like, no cheese. And juice although I didn't know if you wanted coffee instead."

Jason smiled and sat up in the bed. James grabbed a plate from the nightstand and handed it to him.

Jason took the plate and laid it on the bed. He took a bite of the bagel before placing it back on the plate and getting up.

"I am going to miss my plane," Jason said.

He started scrambling around for his clothes. He grabbed his underwear and pants, slipping them on. Then he found socks and shoes. Every once in awhile he would take another bite of the bagel as James watched him silently eating the whole time.

Jason ran over to the living room and grabbed his shirt from the floor.

Lars had left the TV running and James hadn't bothered to turn it off. He looked up and saw Axl Rose’s face on the screen as an old Guns n' Roses video played. Soon Slash's form flashed onto the TV and Jason was reminded of how everything had started last night. It was quite possible that Slash had ordered them back to his table so that James and Jason could talk. He smiled. He'd have to thank Slash someday.

Jason put on his jacket and then noticed James standing by the love seat with the plate in his hand and what was left of the bagel.

So nobody ever told us baby
How it was gonna be
So what'll happen to us baby
Guess we'll have to wait and see

"Thanks," Jason said. He grabbed the plate and finished the bagel as he took the plate and put it on the room service tray in the kitchen area.

"Are you going to miss your plane?" James asked.

"Probably not," Jason said. "But I really can't linger any longer."

"What's going to happen to us now?"

Jason looked at the floor. Nothing. For what else could it be? But he didn't want to say it because he didn't want to believe it. He so deperatly didn't want it to be true.

"You can call me you know," Jason said instead. “I’ll answer.”

“It’s a start,” James shrugged.

"Will you call?" Jason asked looking at him sadly. "You're going to be pretty busy very soon. And then, so much time passes people don't even bother. I don't want to sound like a chick..."

"I'll have time or I'll make it."

He walked over to Jason and wrapped him in a tight hug. Jason held on savoring it. For all he knew it could be the last. It was one of those things he didn't think about when he initially quit. He knew when it was his last performance and when the last time he’d ever sit with them as a band member. But it was the small things he hadn’t thought about, like the last time he would ever hand Kirk his guitar, the last time he’d have a drink with Lars, or the last time he’d ever made James’ laugh. He'd traded it all in hopes of being seen as an equal who could stand on his own.

"I love you too, James," Jason said in his ear.

James smiled. "Even now?"

"Even now, and despite everything. Or because of everything,” Jason smirked. “I’m not sure how that works exactly, but I know I love you.”

"Me too. Love you, that is,” James loosened his hold on Jason to look at his face. “Does that surprise you?”

“That you still do? Yeah.”

“ Love, not loved. Just cause I’m an asshole doesn’t mean I've ever stopped.”

Jason laughed softly.

James kissed him lightly on the cheek and then whispered in his ear, “I love you, Jason.”

Jason nodded his head before letting James go from the hug. He walked back towards the front door and James followed. As Jason opened it, James kissed him again hurriedly before Jason slipped away and the door shut in his face.

James leaned his head on it and sighed.

An now that you've been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
You're back down on the ground
And you don't talk so loud
An you don't walk so proud
Any more, and what for

Outside Jason walked towards the elevators. He didn’t say goodbye, he couldn’t get the words out from his throat. He heard a bing around the corner and ran around it quick enough to see the elevator doors open. Slash was standing there waiting for it.

"Slash," Jason called out his voice breaking. "Wait up."

Slash put his suitcase down in the doorway to keep the doors from shutting. Jason slipped inside and Slash moved his suitcase back. The doors shut and Jason pushed the first floor button.

"I didn't know you were staying here," Slash said. He was holding a bag of Golden Nuggets he popped into his mouth.

"I'm not."

"Oh. You got lucky?"

"Um, yeah."

"Obviously I don't know James Hetfield as well as I thought," Slash laughed.

Jason looked at him nervously a moment.

"Don't worry. I can keep my mouth shut, see?" Slash said and popped another golden nugget into his mouth before closing it and chewing.

The elevator doors opened on the first floor and the two men got out. They walked into the lobby that was also playing MTV3 in the lobby waiting area where there were two guys from the Insane Clown Posse asleep on the couch.

"They're playing my song," Slash joked. "Share a cab?"

"Na, my hotels a block down."

"All right, you take care."

"You too," Jason said. Slash turned and started walking away. Jason watched him a moment as he stood in the hotel lobby. He felt a little lost.

I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone
If it doesn't show give it time
To read between the lines

“And thank you,” he suddenly called out to Slash.

Slash looked back and nodded before turning away and heading out. He couldn’t help but think Jason looked a right wreck. But not all confrontations are a bad thing he thought to himself as he slipped passed the doors.

Jason started walking towards the exit himself. Hands in his pocket and ignoring everyone else in the lobby.

In his room James was waiting by the window. He saw Slash leave in a taxi and then Jason walked out. He saw the bassist cross the street and then stop before looking up towards James’ hotel. But James was almost certain Jason couldn't see him from this far a distance, especially without his glasses.

I'll never find anyone to replace you
Guess I'll have to make it thru, this time
Oh this time
Without you

James ground his jaw for a second before moving away from the window.

Jason didn't know which one was James’ window, but tried to look for it anyway. He saw a figure move from one of them, but didn't see who it was.

He sighed and started walking away.

But everything we've ever known's here
I never wanted it to die

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