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The Woe of Aftermath	By : Nexus Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Led Zeppelin Views: 4380 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter IIII
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Robert lay sprawled on the divan, motionless and contented, adrift in nirvana. Jimmy reclined against one of the many embellished cushions adorning Robert's bed and lit a cigarette. Robert sighed. This could be so simple, he mused, running his fingers lazily up Jimmy's thighs. Jimmy smiled and took a long drag of his Marlborough.

"So was it really a little death, Robert?"

"La petite morte," grinned Robert. "Déterminé, mon ami."

Jimmy tensed as waves of ambiguity washed over his mind. He desired Robert, truly wanted him. Nonetheless, he realised miserably that he was incapable of opening up. Sure, he could indulge Robert to Kingdom Come, but he could not liberate his inhibitions and give himself wholeheartedly. The snakes in his head would not allow it.

"Jimmy?" Robert smiled and whistled something nondescript under his breath.

He looked so happy, like a jovial child on Christmas Day after having devoured the proverbial last supper with all the trimmings. The boy was now ready for his dessert, and Jimmy realised with mounting sorrow that he could not deliver.

"Look," he sighed, sitting upright. "I'm really tired, would you mind if I slept over?"

The words sounded ridiculous even to Jimmy. Robert's ensuing frown was no surprise.

"You want to sleep, Jimmy? I thought we were just getting started," Robert proceeded to brush his lips delicately over Jimmy's neck.

The kiss began as a brush of lips, an exploration of tongues. Then, unadulterated lust rolled through their mouths, like two souls changing places. The rush of impassioned energy slammed their bodies together, they moaned, and Jimmy felt their bodies bow backwards.

"Robert," Jimmy withdrew, breathless and overwrought. "I don't want to hurt you."

"Then don't."

Jimmy wanted to interject with a series of excuses as to why they should not be doing this. He seemed to come up with an endless line of reasonable justifications, all in vain. Robert's firm hand trailing up his hard cock rendered these lucid sensibilities utterly pointless.

"Rob——oh, gods," Jimmy moaned. "I want you badly, but I'm not sure I can handle this. Someone is going to end up getting hurt, Robert, whatever we do one of us is going to be fucked."

"I'm counting on it."

"What?"

"For goodness sake!" Robert snapped. "Stop fretting like a little girl, Jimmy, I'm not offering you to the grim reaper. I thought you wanted this."

"Well maybe I changed my mind!" snarled Jimmy. “What do you care anyway, you got your rocks off."

Robert seized Jimmy's shoulders and shook him violently. "Listen to me, you evil bastard, you are not doing this to me again! I've had enough of your indecisiveness, your squirming and twisted little defence mechanisms. Now this shit ends here, either you grow up and stop being such a fucking coward or you can bugger off once and for all."

"Don't be so dramatic, Robert, this isn't a gay soap opera."

Robert let go of Jimmy and muffled a scream. Jimmy proceeded to light another Marlborough.

"You know what, Jimmy, get out."

"What?"

"I said GET OUT, you piece of shit, take your stinking cigarettes, smug remarks and bad attitude and get the fuck out of my house!"

"Hey, Robert, calm down," Jimmy lay a cautious hand on Robert's shoulder. Robert shoved Jimmy away with such force that he accidentally stubbed the cigarette on his hand.

"Fuck! Was that really necessary?" Jimmy hissed.

"No, but you deserved it all the same," Robert muttered and got off the bed, walked to the adjacent window and stared out at the peaceful night. A gentle breeze carried into the room and stroked Robert's flushed cheeks.

"As if I didn't have enough bruises and cuts already," Jimmy murmured. "But hurting my hand, that was bad form man. I won't be able to play tomorrow."

"For goodness sake, I didn't burn you with that damned cigarette on purpose."

"Could have fooled me."

When Robert remained silent for a few more moments, Jimmy got off the bed and went to him, putting his arms around Robert's waist and embracing him from behind. Robert froze. Jimmy trailed a hand over his mass of silky curls and pulled them gently to one side, nuzzling Robert's nape and kissing him lightly.

"Jimmy, I..." he gulped. “I can't do this again. I can't take this treatment anymore, it's fucking me up. It really is."

"I know," Jimmy planted featherlike kisses over Robert's neck. Robert shrugged him off and looked sternly into Jimmy's eyes.

"Is that what you want then, Jimmy, to fuck me up?"

Jimmy's eyes pored into Roberts' and he felt hypnotised for a moment. Then it dawned on him. The moment of clarity lit Jimmy's eyes with wizened luminosity and he smiled at the epiphany.

"Yes."

Jimmy moved in to kiss Robert, their mouths locked in an undying kiss as their bodies merged into one. Then, Jimmy incanted a silent spell, and their entwined energies began to roll apart and slide into their separate houses of flesh. Robert screamed and buckled to the floor.

"Wh——what are you doing?" Robert panted.

Jimmy stood spellbound above Robert and couldn't move a muscle. He felt unreservedly horrified.

"I don't know, I..." he whispered. "I cast a silent spell while kissing you and...something happened," Jimmy's voice was barely audible.

"Why do that at all, what the fuck's gotten into you lately with all this occult crap?"

Jimmy moved slowly towards the bed and collapsed, weeping faintly into one of the cushions. Robert followed and sat beside Jimmy, caressing his mound of dark curls. He began to sing quietly, softly lulling his friend to composure. Jimmy had always told Robert that his voice calmed him.

The Queen of Light took her bow
And then she turned to go
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone
Oh, dance in the dark of night
Sing 'till the morning light

Jimmy turned a pair of red eyes to Robert, who proceeded to stroke his delicate features tenderly.

"Gosh," exclaimed Jimmy. "What was that?"

"Just something I've been working on."

"It's so evocative," said Jimmy pensively. "Let me get the acoustic."

"Not now, luv, we can do that later."

Jimmy sighed and pulled Robert into an embrace. Everything was silent now, the night had matured and velvety flecks of moonlight were streaming into the bedroom where the troubled bandmates lie embraced.

"Ro——"

"Shhh," Robert soothed. "Don't worry, everything will be all right," he murmured.

Jimmy caressed Robert's curls drowsily and the pair talked softly, peacefully, under the watchful gaze of Jimmy's Goddess.

Continued in chapter five....
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