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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 actually gonna 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 37

The Friday after Thanksgiving

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They’d talked for over an hour. David’s father had come to ask if he should start making lunch for them all. He hadaskeasked what they were talking so earnestly about. Dad knew well enough that when David had a problem it was his mother he would turn to first. She could always help him see the problem more clearly. He’d tell his father when he’d got it straight in his head and had a better idea exactly what type of advice he was looking for. He knew Dad wouldn’t mind waiting.

“You have to get him to see someone,” Patti was saying. “It’s not healthy having all those feelings bottled up like that. He needs to let go or he’ll make himself physically ill…”

“I know, Mom,” David said, taking her hand and squeezing it. “Thanks… thanks for listening… I don’t know what I’d do without you…”

Patti opened her mouth to reply but before she could they both heard what sounded like a scream. They looked up. It had come from David’s room… where James lay sleeping…

“James!” David cried, leaping out of his chair and heading for the door.

He took the ss tws two at a time and hurried to his room bursting through the door to find James sitting up in bed hugging his knees to his chest. Silent tears streamed down his face. He looked up as David approached.

“James?” David said as he rushed to his side.

As David sat on the edge of the bed James threw his arms around him.

“What is it, Baby?” David asked. “A bad dream?”

James nodded.

“Is everything okay?” Patti asked from the doorway.

“Yeah, Mom. We’ll be down shortly. Tell Dad he can start lunch.”

She closed the door behind her.

“Wanna talk about it?” David asked.

“Not really…” James mumbled against his shoulder.

After a while he lifted his head and looked into David’s eyes.

“… I dreamt you got your own TV series…” James began.

Unlikely, yes, but hardly the stuff nightmares were made of. David waited. There had to be more to it.

James swallowed nervously before continuing.

“… you didn’t want me any more…” he mumbled.

Ah, that explained it!

“… and when I woke up you were gone…” He buried his head against David’s shoulder again.

That woman had a lot to answer for…

“I’m here now, Baby,” David said, pulling James closer and stroking the back of his neck, “and I’m not going anywhere…”

James looked up again and met David’s gaze.

“I won’t ever leave you, James. I love you too much…”

“You do?”

“… and I couldn’t bear to lose you…”

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“David said to start getting lunch,” Patti said to her husband, joining him in the kitchen where she found him chopping carrots.

“But?” Dave prompted.

“What makes you think there’s a but?” she asked, coming to stand next to him.

“I can see it in your face,” Dave replied, waving a carrot at her.

She laughed.

“I wouldn’t count on them joining us any time soon,” she added.

“Oh?” Dave said. “Can’t keep their hands off one another?”

She smiled.

“You know David,” she said.

“And I know who he takes after…” Dave added, leaning toward Patti to plant a kiss on her mouth. “You always were dynamite he she sack…”

“Dave!”

She giggled, conscious that for a moment she probably sounded just as young as Dave had made her feel.

Dave smiled and picked up another carrot.

“James had a nightmare…” she explained.

“Oh, is he okay?” Dave asked, serious once more. “Does he have them often?”

“I don’t know,” she said, “but I do know that poor boy is very troubled…”

“Is there anything we can do?”

“It’s not us he needs,” she replied. “It’s David… and he’s comforting him now.”

“Oh,” Dave replied. “I see… Then we’d better make it something they can reheat later.”

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“Did you lock the door?” James asked.

“Yes,” D rep replied between kisses.

James had been shaken by the dream. He’d said it seemed so real and he’d woken up screaming David’s name. Of course, it hadn’t helped any to wake up alone in a strange room.

As soon as his mother had closed the door behind her, David had undressed and joined James in bed. He’d pleaded to be allowed to show James just how much he loved him. James had been reluctant at first despite his obvious interest when David touched him. He’d said he was nervous of being interrupted. David had tried to reassure him that they wouldn’t be disturbed and, even if they were, nothing bad was going to happen. He guessed that James was half-expecting to be thrown out of the house by irate parents for corrupting their son.

“No one’s going to hurt you, Baby,” David breathed against James’ neck, “especially not Mom and Dad… You’re safe here… I won’t let anyone hurt you. I promise.”

It wasn’t like his mother hadn’t caught him with a girlfriend at least half a dozen times when he was in his teens. In those days he was frequently too horny to wait until he got the latest girlfriend up to his room before they started making out. He smiled to himself as he recalled the senior prom. The house had been in darkness except for the porch light when they’d arrived home. He’d assumed both Mom and Dad were asleep. He’d been driving his date home after the dance but she’d started coming on to him in the car and teenage hormones had gotten the better of him. Being 6ft 3in, sex in a car was something of a challenge so as they were near his house at the time he’d decided to bring her inside instead. The plan had been to take her up to his room for an hour or so and then drive her home but they’d never made it that far. His mother had come downstairs to make herself a cup of cocoa only to find him having enthusiastic sex on the kitchen table with the prom queen. She was blond and busty and made a lot of noise when she came. He couldn’t remember much else about her now. What was her name? Julie, Jenny, Jasmine? Mom would probably know…

“But yold yld your mother we’d join them for lunch…” James reminded him.

“We will… but I want you first…” David purred as he kissed a path down James’ chest and toward his navel, “… as an appetiser…”

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David wouldn’t take no for an answer but James hadn’t felt threatened. He knew David would never force him to have sex. Violence wasn’t in his nature. He was the kind of guy people alwsaidsaid wouldn’t hurt a fly. In fact, James wondered where David found it in himself to play Angelus as convincingly as he did. He’d have to remember to ask him about sometime.

David had been very patient, in fact. Patient but persistent. James had found himself being kissed all over. Of course, after ten minutes of fellatio James didn’t care if the whole family walked in on them. He just wanted David to fuim bim but David had other plans. He’d been rimming him for twenty minutes now and showed no sign of intending to stop anytime soon. James was going crazy…

“Please, Davy… I need you inside me…”

David stopped what he was doing and sat back on his heels.

“Fuck!”

“Mmm… yes, please…” James murmured.

David was climbing off the bed. What the…? James rolled onto his back to see what he was up to. Surely he hadn’t changed his mind. He was flushed with arousal; his cock was purple and angry, coating his belly with pre-cum as it slapped against him. He looked like he was about to self-combust.

“Davy?”

“I can’t find the lube,” David explained as he rummaged through the pockets of his jacket.

“Where do you normally keep it?”

James wondered if David’s mother had found it when they were decorating but why was he looking in his jacket? Wouldn’t it be in the bedside drawer?

“I bought it at the gas station. houlhould be here.”

James got out of bed and picked up the pants David had discarded earlier.

“Perhaps it’s in the pocket of your jeans,” he said, feeling inside and coming up with nothing but a handful of coins.

“Shit!” David suddenly exclaimed. “I remember now. I put it in the glove compartment. It must still be there. I’ll have to do down and get it.”

He grabbed the jeans James was holding and put them on, not bothering with the boxers which lay on the floor.

“I’m sorry, Baby. We seem fated, don’t we? I promise I’ll make it up to you…”

He was tucking himself into his jeans.

“David, wait,” James said as David struggled to do up the buttons. “You can’t just dash downstairs and out to the car and back again, especially not with that boner. What will your parents think?”

“That I’ve left something important in the car?”

“Maybe we should both get dressed and go and join them for lunch,” James said.

“But I wanna make love, Baby. “I “I know,” James said, moving closer to David. “So do I but there’ll be plenty of time later. We really shouldn’t keep them waiting any longer. It wouldn’t be polite to spend the whole day in bed… however understanding your parents might be…”

James wrapped his arms around David’s neck and pulled him into a kiss.

“I love you,” he whispered as their lips met.

As they kissed James felt a hand gently grasp his rapidly stiffening member.

David ended the kiss.

“Neither of us can go downstairs like this,” David said, squeezing James’ burning flesh.

“I was hoping you might take care of it for me first,” James breathed. “We could take care of each other in the shower…”

“No,” David said, picking him up and carrying him back to the bed. “I’m gonna eat you…”

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