Thread: ugh

RE Lights in the North Nova's drabble Halloween I am so addicted to this pairing it's STUPID. ---------- Jon had meant to ask Brady to come home with him about a week before he actually did. On the last weekend of every month, the students at their boarding school were allowed to take the train home, if they lived nearby. And because Friday was Halloween, everyone was either going home or going home with a friend. They had only been together for about a month and a half at that time, and because they were so young it had been love from the first day. And it was a big step, asking your boyfriend to come home with you for a weekend and meet your family, so Jon had really wanted to do it right. But he was sixteen, so every time he got Brady alone his mind had sort of blanked and before he could really get into control of the situation they would be quite occupied with other things. It was Thursday now, though, and the train left almost right after classes tomorrow. So if he wanted Brady to come home with him he really did then hed have to tell him now. Jons dorm mate was Sam, and because he and Sam were best friends Sam didnt mind going down to the common rooms or whatever every once in a while so they could have some alone time. But only sometimes, because relationships at the all-boys school were strictly prohibited and Jon and Brady were doing their best to keep what they had a secret. Not that the teachers could stop you from liking someone, but there were certain rules about conduct and behavior and you werent supposed to kiss, much less fuck, in every empty room there was and they were doing plenty of both. So when Sam left the room what Jon meant to do was take Bradys hand, kiss him softly and then tell him how honoured he would be if Brady accompanied him home that weekend. Which sounded really stupid in his head, because nobody talked like that even the kids at Vanderbilt with the really, really old money, but this thing with Brady was serious and he wanted to treat it with the kind of adult decorum you read about in old novels. When he kissed Brady, the blonde made this little noise that was somewhere between a whimper and a sigh and that threw all of his plans out of the window. It was one of those really great sounds to hear it sent jolts of electricity from his belly to his groin and suddenly the most important thing in the world became making him do it again. Before he knew what was happening, one of his hands was tangled in the blondes long hair, and the other was pulling at his grey blazer while his mouth continued its hungry assault on his boyfriends lips. No one actually liked the school uniforms, but Jon really hated them. Especially because they put a blazer, sweater vest, tie, and a button up shirt between he and his boyfriends skin and when he got really excited removing the tie without strangling the poor blonde became a bit of a difficulty. But Brady knew this about him, so while Jon pulled down the blazer he reached up with one free hand to loosen the tie. Jon apologizing a hundred times because he pulled on the wrong end really killed the mood. Soon he was straddling the taller boy on the floor because even though the bed is only a foot away thats too far for them and attempting to tug off his own clothing. In the month and a half since they started doing this he had gotten no more graceful at this part, so his head got stuck when he attempted to pull of the sweater vest, dress shirt and tie all at once. He pretended that he didnt hear Brady giggle somewhere beneath him as he got it all sorted out. Hed resume kissing the blonde in a dignity-at-all-times sort of way and it seemed that his boyfriend forgot the shirt thing quickly enough. Things progressed at a rapid pace after that, and the next time he was fully aware of his actions he was holding a naked and sweat covered Brady against his own well-bitten body as they each tried to catch their breath. Through the blissful haze that came post-orgasm, Jon remembered that there was something he had meant to ask Brady. Something important. He frowned to himself a little as he attempted to remember, and the blushed when it hit him all at once. He felt a little sleazy then, like he couldnt have waited five minutes to ask him about coming home before he put his cock up his boyfriends ass, but then Brady made another little noise of contentment and he remembered that self-control when it came to the blonde was impossible. So, uh, what are your plans for this weekend? Although Jon winced a little at the look Brady gave him, he felt that he deserved it. He knew damn well that Brady didnt make weekend plans. I just mean that, if you wanted to, I would really like it if you came home with me. We go on Friday after classes and then we take the train back on Sunday night, and Ned already said it would be alright He hasnt known his lover long enough to tell if the surprised look on his face is a good or a bad thing, so Jon blushes a little before continuing. Robb is going to be having a Halloween party, so you should come because its going to be a lot of fun. He doesnt miss the way that Bradys nose wrinkles when he hears the word party. I dont have a costume or anything. Its a lame defense, and Jon cuts through it immediately. So? Neither do I. Look, well just wear our uniforms and say were characters from the Dead Poets Society. Please come. Hes not sure if Brady was going to say yes anyway or if its that puppy-dog look he knows he can make but his boyfriend agrees and Jons so happy that he thinks his heart might burst. Youre going to love it, he promises as they finally untangle and he helps the skinny blonde find his clothing, his excitement closer to that if a six year old child than that of a sixteen year old man, Youll sleep in my room and youll finally meet everyone. ----- The train ride is just over an hour long, and they take a cab at the station. As they drive through progressively fancier neighborhoods Jon gets more and more embarrassed, but he tries not to show it. The Stark Family Estate has a gate, and Jon has to ask for the taxi to be buzzed in. Its embarrassing because its not even his money, its Stark money and he just lives there. His nerves about the size of the house melt away when they step through the door and they can hear arguing in the kitchen. Its Sansa and Robb so he tells Brady to just drop his bag by the door and follow him. Sansa is thirteen and Robb is sixteen like him, and they both have red hair, blue eyes, and expressions of total fury on their faces. Robb is just wearing jeans and a t-shirt, but Sansa is wearing this black cat costume which Jon will later describe as inappropriate, even though it really wasnt that bad. A smaller girl with blue eyes and brown hair in a proper pirate costume is sitting on the counter giggling and nibbling on a sandwich, which she promptly drops when she catches sight of Jon. Robb and Sansa are forced to stop their fighting when she squeals out Jons name, and the grey-eyed young man catches her easily when she takes a run at him. He swings her around for a bit before putting her down, and smiles when she informs him that Sansa is being stupid. This earns them a volley of shrieking from Sansa, and the following din continues until Robb banging on a pot cuts it off. It is only then that Jon notices that poor Brady has been hanging back in the doorway, and he feels bad that he didnt better prepare him for the Stark household. It seems that Sansa wants to go to Robbs party instead of out with the little kids being referred to as a little kid earns Robb a kick from Arya and Robb isnt letting her near Theon with alcohol for ten more years, at least. Jon agrees and Sansa screams that he doesnt know anything and he barely counts anyway and then goes running off. From anyone else it would have bothered him, but Sansa was Sansa and he remembered what it was like to be not old enough. ----- She does end up going with the little kids, but by that time theyre all out by the pool house and her departure goes unnoticed. There are tons of people there, like there always is and Jon spends half of his time looking for Brady, who is uncomfortable around the crowd and keeps slipping away. He realizes after his fifth drink that the blonde really doesnt want to be there but hadnt said anything because he knew that Jon was enjoying himself. He feels bad that he made Brady come, and they slip off together when Theon announces its time for keg stands. They can hear Thriller playing even up in Jons room, and he tries to apologize until the blonde kisses him and tells him its okay. Its still Thriller when they lay down on his bed together, but by the time their shirts are off its turned into the Monster Mash . Normally they have to be fast, so their lovemaking takes on a sense of urgency. But Jons door has a proper lock and they have all weekend, so its two songs into the Rocky Horror soundtrack before the rest of their clothes are gone. The lights are off, but Jons curtains are open and the moonlight combined with the lights form Robbs party is giving Bradys pale skin this glow. For the first time he has the chance to really look at his boyfriend naked, and how beautiful he is kind of surprises Jon. Hes always known the blonde was good looking, but he didnt realize he was this perfect, and Jon takes his time exploring his body with inquisitive fingers and a soft tongue while Tim Curry croons Sweet Transvestite before belting out I Can Make You A Man . Its Touch Me before Brady is begging him for more in a voice thats close to tears, and Eddie before he gives in. They go slower than they ever have before, and the music fades in Jons ears as Bradys whimpers and moans become the focus of his attention. They move in tandem and it is perfect, everything feels so good that its like sex was something invented just for them. Brady wants Jon to cum with him, but the dark-haired teen hushes the blonde, watching his boyfriend orgasm is one of his favourite things. The way that Brady arches and sobs out his release proves to be too much for him, however, and everything goes white and quiet in Jons mind as his own orgasm rips through him. Highway to Hell is cutting through the night by the time he comes back to himself, and as he realizes that his body is shaking as he cradles the blonde close to his chest. Neither of them says anything for a while, as if words would break the moment. Eventually, Jon pulls away from Brady so he can use the bathroom, and when hes washing his hands he realizes that he was going to sleep in the same bed as his boyfriend that night. That brings a massive smile to his face, even after he returns to the bed. He whines a little when Brady leaves him to do his own little nighttime ritual, but before long his skeletal blonde is back in his arms. Love you, Jons voice is soft and dreamy, and sleep will take him soon. Love you always.