03-Dec-2002
Notes: This is written for '101 ways to snog en route to a colony', the fanfic/fanart challenge/gift for GWA getting 2 million hits! The project is at http://happyfangirl.org/snogs/index.htm Join us! Yeeessss... you want to join us ^__^
Author: Draco
Word Count: 624
Pairing: Dekim/J
Warnings: Little angst, little language, little blood.
Title: Alone, With You
"You are going to have to pilot us," J whispered as Dekim lowered him to the ground of the shuttle.
"Since when did you start pointing out the obvious?" Dekim said. He sat down at the controls, and as his hands danced on the control pads, the engines hummed into life.
The shuttle tilted sharply and took off with a jolt, tossing J against one of the sideboards. He opened his mouth to swear, but chocked back blood instead.
"You better not be dying back there!" Dekim said without looking at J.
"I won't die that easily," J kept his voice even.
The turbulence increased as they exited earth's atmosphere. Feebly, J tried to steady himself against the sideboard. When they finally cleared earth, Dekim switched the shuttle to autopilot and retrieved the shuttle's first aid kit.
"You are leaking blood." Dekim sat down heavily next to J, and opened up the kit.
J spat out the blood that had been pooling in his mouth. "I hadn't noticed."
"Your eyes..." Dekim wiped away the blood around J's eyes. His fingers felt rough against J's face.
"Howard has a pair of mechanical ones that he's been dying to try on someone. He'll be ecstatic to finally have a lab rat," J pushed the hand away.
"Why did you save me, J?" Dekim said. He was so close that J could feel his breath.
"Don't flatter yourself, Barton. I'm only doing this because the colonies need you. That's why OZ wanted you dead so badly," J tilted his head away from Dekim. "I'm not Howard. I'm no idealist, and I know only conniving bastards like you can free the colonies."
"So you understand," Dekim placed his hand on J's chin, "that the ends will justify the means..." He pressed forward and licked the blood off J's lips.
J jerked back so quickly that he banged his head on the sideboard behind him. "Fuck no, Barton. Not this time!"
"Come with me," Dekim leaned into J's body. "Join me on L3. I know I can crush earth's oppression if you help me. I can set you up in a house near the Barton mansion and provide you with the best equipment and technology available..."
"I'm not going to be your bloody mistress!" J tried to push Dekim away, but the blonde man caught the hand, and pulled J forward into his arms.
"Fuck you, Barton!" J struggled against the forced embrace. "Your blushing new bride may put up with this crap, but hell will freeze over before I become some chess piece on your board!"
"Certain appearances must be kept, Jared," Dekim whispered into J's long black hair. "But you know who I want." Dekim grabbed one of J's hands and moved it to his hardened crotch.
"Fuck you!" J tried to pull away but Dekim kept a tight grip on J's wrist.
"You look so beautifully broken," Dekim licked the side of J's neck. "I think I almost want to lie down and die for you."
"But you never will, Dekim," J's entire body went limp against Dekim.
"But you would have died for me tonight, wouldn't you?" Dekim traced J's jaw with his mouth. Punctuating words with kisses. "Or perhaps, you hoped that you would have."
"My death has no more meaning than anyone else's," J said as more blood trickled down from his lips.
"Then don't die," Dekim licked the blood away. "Never die." His tongue parted J's mouth and he crushed J's lips with a hungry kiss.
J did not struggle, but he did not return the kiss.
"You really are going to leave me," Dekim pulled away abruptly.
"You were alone when I was with you, Dekim. I just finally realized that."
The End
(:./draco/snog1)
