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The David and James Story	By : Cinnamon Category: Casts RPF > Angel Views: 3767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The David and James Story

Pairing: David/James

Rating: NC 17

Author: You think anyone’s gonna actually admit to writing this shit?

Disclaimer: No infringement of copyright is intended. You know who the characters belong to.

This is AU. The people involved would never behave like this in real life.

Chapter 18

An apartment in Santa Monica

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Once they’d gotten outside the club James found he was too shaken to drive so he’d handed the keys to David. They’d driven in silence most of the way. James was embarrassed at having been discovered with someone else and neither of them knew quite how to explain the night’s events to the other. Not that there was any reason they should have to explain. It wasn’t as if they’d made any promises to one another. Heck, James hadn’t even been sure he was gonna be seeing David again other than professionally. In fact, he’d pretty much convinced himself he’d misjudged the situation and their night together never had been about anything other than simple casual sex. All the same, he still felt guilty about letting another guy blow him. It felt as if he’d betrayed David’s trust and, now of course, it was clear that David did care. He wouldn’t have come to his aid otherwise, would he? And, he’d called him “Baby”. That had to mean something, didn’t it? Or, perhaps David called all his lovers “Baby” to save having to learn their names.

Once inside the apartment James had burst into tears. He felt such an idiot but he couldn’t help himself as he realised what might have happened if David hadn’t come along when he did. He knew Gary would never have taken no for an answer. He shivered at the thought.

David had been so sweet. He’d taken James into the living room to the couch and held him in his arms as he sobbed, whispering soothing words to calm him. James wondered why he hadn’t taken him straight to bed. He’d been disappointed irstirst, David’s actions reinforcing James’ earlier suspicions that David hadn’t wanted to see him again, hadn’t wanted to make love to him again - he was just playing the good Samaritan - but after a while James began to understand. David didn’t want to take advantage of him while he was in shock. His attitude couldn’t have been more different to Gary’s.

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James looked up from David’s shoulder.

“Sorry, I’ve made you all wet,” James said. “There’s not much point in me offering you a fresh shirt. Mine’ll all be too small.”

“That’s okay. I don’t mind,” David said. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Um, yeah, thanks,” James said. “Sorry I… Shit! This is so embarrassing…”

James ran his fingers through his hair.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is thanks for… you know… coming to my rescue. Don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t been there…”

“I’m glad I was but I don’t understand what you were you doing there?”

James stared into David’s eyes, challenging him to try and deny what they both knew to be the truth.

“Same as you, it would appear.”

“But the last place I thought I’d ever run into you was a disco… a gay disco…”

So, David hadn’t expected to be discovered there. James wondered if he’d been a regular visitor. Could he have lied to him earlier about his previous sexual experience? James had believed David to be honest and straight forward. He couldn’t imagine he had a devious bone in his body. Had he misjudged David’s character too?

“Yeah, well, people change,” James mumbled, sitting up straight and in the process moving out of David’s embrace.

James half expected David to hang onto him but he let him go and leaned into the cushions, one arm draped along the back of the couch.

James turned away but he could still feel David’s gaze fixed on his face.

“I missed you, James,” David whispered.

James grunted, the thought running through his mind, *So why were you in a gay night club instead of here with me?*

“I was hoping you might have missed me too,” David added. “I’ve thought about you constantly since the night we...”

“Didn’t look like you were thinking about me when that guy was sucking you off,” James grumbled.

“You’re wrong, Baby. I went there for a drink. That… that guy just happened. I don’t know why I let him…. I was trying to forget you but I couldn’t. I couldn’t stop thinking about you… Thinking about you was what got me off.”

“You didn’t even call,” James said. “What was I supposed to think?” The tears began to well again.

“I’m sorry,” David began, “but when I read your note I thought that was it… All you said was ‘it was nice’. When I woke that morning I was so happy… happier than I’d been in years. Something happened to me that night… I thought you’d felt it too. I was devastated to find it meant so little to you…”

“Oh, fuck!” James exclaimed, jumping up from the couch to pace the room. He couldn’t think clearly sitting down.

“… I realised later that I’d pushed you too far. I should never have come on to you the way I did. I’m sorry, James…”

“No, you didn’t!” James interrupted.

David frowned.

“It did mean something,” James insisted, louder and more forcefully than he’d intended. He took a deep breath before continuing. “… It meant a lot… I’m sorry about the stupid note. I was in a hurry, late for work. I didn’t stop to think how you’d interpret it… God, I’ve been such an idiot… Can we start again?”

David was standing up.

“If you’re sure that what’s you want.”

“I’ve never been surer of anything,” James said as he fell into David’s outstretched arms.

Their lips touched and James was instantly hard. Oh, yeah, that was more like it…

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David had suggested a shower, eager though he was to make love to James and to demonstrate just how much he meant to him. It was a way to get close without James feeling pressured into anything. David still wasn’t certain this was what James really wanted. James had readily agreed to the shower, obviously not wanting any traces of their earlier encounters to remain.

David’s intention had been for the shower to be simply that but once they were naked together, feeling the other’s skin beneath their fingertips - touching, stroking, caressing - passion had overwhelmed them both.

“Oh, Baby, I want you so badly,” he breathed in James’ ear as he wrapped his arms around him pulling James close, massaging James’s shoulders, running his fingertips over each vertebra as his hands moved lower toward the base of James’s spine eventually cupping his buttocks.

James raised his chin so that they could kiss. The force of his kiss conveyed better than words ever could the urgency of his desire.

Their tongues duelled as each tried to consume the other. As David felt James moan into his mouth he realised he could wait no longer…

David ended the kiss and grabbed the shower gel from the shelf, squeezing a large blob into his palm. James turned around placing his hands against the wall for support and leaned forward. David coated the fingers of his right hand with the gel and slipped them between James’ cheeks. James bent lower and David’s pulse quickened as he watched James offering himself to him.

He soon had two fingers inside James’ passage. David was thrilled to find how ready James was for him. He needed to be inside him now…

“Take me, Davy. Please…” James breathed, huskily.

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James heard himself moan out loud as David eased his way inside.

David’s hand was on his back urging him to bend further. He leaned forward and pushed his ass back, impaling David deeper still.

“Oh, Baby! So beautiful… so tight…”

David’s hands were on James’ hips guiding them as he began to slide in and out of his channel.

James knew David was watching himself fuck him. He tried to picture what it must look like from his perspective. Pretty hot, he imagined, recalling the scene he’d witnessed earlier tonight when David had been thrusting in and out of that guy’s mouth.

David had set a steady pace, each thrust slow and deliberate. James was painfully hard by now and longing to feel some friction on his throbbing member.

“Davy, please…”

David pushed deep inside him and then stopped moving. James forced himself to wait patiently to see what was coming next and found himself being pulled upright as the thrusting resumed, the angle changing until David had found what he was looking for.

“Urgh!” James groaned as David’s massive organ hit that special place.

James raised one arm, placed it against the wall and lowered his forehead to rest on the back of his hand. He reached down with his other hand to grab the turgid flesh slapping against his abdomen.

“Baby… Baby… Baby…” David began to chant in time with his movements.

As James began to stroke himself he felt David’s large hand overlap his own.

“Let me, Baby…” David breathed.

James let him.

“Oh…Baby… feels so good,” David said. “Not gonna last… too good… I’ve wanted this… all day… with you… only you…”

“Close…” James gasped. He was too close to speak. As David pumped him harder, faster, James raised his head to glance over his shoulder. One look at David’s face was enough to send him flying over the edge.

“AGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!” he cried.

“… you…” David purred against his throat.

James was coming. David’s words were lost amidst his cries of joy.

“DAVY!!!”

And then David was coming. James felt pulse after pulse of David’s essence bathe his channel. He almost came again as he marvelled at the sensation of being filled so completely.

“Urgh!” David grunted and then he stilled, resting his head against James’ shoulder.

“I… love you… James. I love you…” James ast astonished to hear David whisper.

No, he must have been mistaken. The blood still pounding in his ears must have affected his hearing. How could he possibly imagine someone like David could love him? James said nothing in reply and leaned back against David’ s chest.

David continued to breathe heavily against James’s shoulder as he recovered from his orgasm. He didn’t speak again…

James stared at the wall, watching the droplets of water run into one another forming rivulets as they travelled downward.

He blinked and felt tears spill onto his cheeks…

He’d believed her once… Could he really believe David?

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