spaceguy: (messed up but still alive)
"guy" [david vale] ([personal profile] spaceguy) wrote2009-07-07 02:02 am

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When he wakes up, it's still dark - dark, but light enough that the stars aren't quite visible anymore. Nevertheless, he takes a moment, still prone on the ground, eyes open, searching the pale-dawn-sky for --

For nothing.

He moves to his feet, smoothly but with a hint of pain. Crouches, does a quick series of stretches.

He rummages through his bag, quietly enough not to wake those nearest him - a good twenty feet away, under a tree - and starts discarding what isn't useful anymore. He'll leave as soon as the gates open.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Without looking at Jasper, Guy takes a stick, from the ground, and makes a few select curves in the damp earth.

A mushroom cloud.

Like that isn't on everyone's mind.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Fuck, dude," Jasper sighs, looking at the picture in the dirt. "Tell me about it."

He laughs, a thin nervous sound without much amusement in it. "Sorry, forgot who I was talking to."

He goes quiet too, for a few minutes, thinking about... God, shit that he's really done thinking about, really. It's bad enough that he has to live in the fucking awful present, without thinking of the past he can't change. But his mouth gets away from him, big surprise.

"That was some shit," he says, eloquently. " I mean, I was pretty far away from... any of those, so it took a while for me to get what was going on. Story of my fucking life."

But he did see the unmistakable shape of a mushroom cloud, way off in the distance, and he hadn't even had time to process it before the panicking started.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Pretty far away, huh?

It's been weeks, with no communication network, all major cities disabled, the internet and most power grids collapsed. People don't even know for sure what cities were struck.

Guy does.

He ducks his head, and drops the stick. Continues on his way.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Guy moves on, obviously done with talking about it. Which is, y'know, more than fine with Jasper. He doesn't wanna be living it, let alone talking about it.

They walk in silence for a while longer, while Jasper tries to think of anything more pleasant to say, and Guy thinks about... whatever he's thinking about. Jasper wonders how far they've come. It's kind of hard for him to tell how long they've been at it.

He's starting to get kind of thirsty; probably a sign that he's been yapping too much. And thinking about it, he probably should have grabbed some stuff from the camp before they left. Not that he really had anything useful, anyway.

"How long do you figure we've been walking?" he asks, as much to break the silence as out of actual curiosity. It doesn't really matter how long it's been when they don't have a destination in mind.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Guy perks up.

Not as Jasper's words, but at the sound he's just realized he's been hearing. A river. And up ahead, it seems.

Not for the first time, he wishes that he had a map of the surrounding area; even so, he knows the sound of water when he hears it. He increases his pace, until he bursts out of the trees on the edge of a bluff, a waterfall tumbling down to the river below.

About twelve feet high, Guy decides. Not a stunning vista, but the water's fast-moving, which means relatively clean.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, wait up!" Jasper calls as Guy takes off. Man, he can really move when he wants to. But now he can hear it, rushing water, and it's really close.

Yeah, it's not the greatest view, really; but it's still somehow awesome.

He turns to Guy, who seems to be analyzing the waterfall. "Do you think it's safe?"

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
Guy already has his Geiger counter out. Nothing, from this far out; he slips the pack off, setting it on the rock, and turns, climbing down the rock to land, more or less solidly, on the more slippery rocks below.

Here, closer to the water, it still doesn't register anywhere near the danger levels.

Perfect.

He sticks his head under the waterfall, shaking out his hair, and then makes a motion, like he's drinking water, at Jasper. There are empty bottles in the backpack; now is the time to refill them.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Guy shakes his head like a dog or something, water flying everywhere, and Jasper has to laugh because, damn, that looks good. He clambers down the rocks as fast as he can without wiping out, and does the same thing.

Shit, it feels a million times better than it looked. The water is cool, almost cold, and Jasper slicks his hair back from his face, tilting his head back to drink deeply from the waterfall.

Jasper flicks his fingers, sending a playful spray of water in Guy's direction. He's really fucking glad he's here.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Guy half-smiles, flicking some water back in Jasper's.

It's better to have company, he thinks.

Before messing around in the water, he goes back to his pack, opens up the water bottles, and refills them, one by one. It'll be heavy to carry, but better that than thirst.

That done, he reaches in and musses Jasper's hair, water-soaked as it is. It's mischievous and a little too affectionate for the short time that they've known each other, but, somehow, it works.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Jasper grins, leaning into Guy's hand, and shit... maybe they're too close, but Jasper doesn't care. The playfulness, the affection feels too good. And hell, Guy has really nice eyes.

He doesn't want to scare Guy off, but... if that wasn't a concern, Jasper might just duck in and kiss him. He's grateful, and he's attracted, and it's all mixing up in his head.

Jasper laughs, because whatever, and he doesn't back away.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
And Jasper has that look in his eyes. A look that might end up being more dangerous than not.

Guy bites his lip, drawing back an inch or two, but he's still watching Jasper's eyes. It's all been pain and silence since the crash - nothing could ever be as loud as that, nothing could ever describe what Guy has seen - but this is a sort of aching tug that doesn't feel like pain or silence.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
And the way Guy looks at him, like maybe he wants it, but he's still so fucking haunted.

Guy's biting his lip, and god help him, whatever help him, Jasper leans in; presses his mouth over Guy's lower lip until he lets it go.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
And Guy does let it go. Leans into the kiss, in a gentle sort of way, flooding with want. It's like Jasper has uncovered a part of him he's been painstakingly trying to hide these past few weeks.

He tilts his head, to deepen it, just a hint, and briefly considers taking refuge in denial. In stepping back, letting Jasper fend for himself.

But he can't make himself do it.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Jasper's hand threads into Guy's hair, not letting him pull away even if he wanted to, now that they're both being fucking honest for once. He swipes his tongue over Guy's lips, into his mouth, letting him know that yeah, Jasper wants this, and no, he's not ashamed of it, and there's no fucking reason to hide that anymore.

He steps in closer to Guy's body, feeling the heat of it pressed up against him through their clothes and fuck, it's been a really long time, but Jasper isn't going to push it; not too far, not this time. He's happy just to have the kiss.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Guy's hands settle on Jasper's waist - no, they drift around to his back, unashamedly pulling him closer.

And then he remembers - memory, like the flicker of a candle's flame - what it looked like. What he thought. - This is the end, this is it, we're all done.

He pushes Jasper back against the rock, for the moment unconcerned about the discomfort it might cause - the rock isn't exactly worn smooth - and kisses him hard, desperate and possessive.

Prove to me that humanity is still real.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, fuck..." Jasper gasps into the kiss, back hitting the rocks harder than he anticipated, but it doesn't hurt, not really; not with the way Guy's holding him.

And god, it feels so fucking good. The hand that isn't tangled in Guy's hair wanders down his back, over his side; twining in the waistband of his pants and pulling their hips together. He sighs against Guy's lips, letting his left leg hook around his leg, letting Guy know that whatever he wants, Jasper is into it.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
Jasper just opens up against him, yielding completely, and Guy just - doesn't know if he can resist this. The gasped curse goes straight to his cock, already hard, getting harder with every beat of his very-rapidly-pounding heart.

They can't be about to do this.

But it's passion, liquid-fast, quickening, and it's not like Guy has never felt anything like this before. It's just that this seems to shine brighter because of the darkness around it.

He breaks the kiss, nosing under Jasper's jaw, licking at the beaded river-water there.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, oh fuck, yes," Jasper pants, arching his neck back to give Guy access, and this is happening. This is happening, holy shit...

He moves his hand from Guy's waistband, pushing it up under his clothes, against Guy's bare skin, and fuck it feels so good, he's so fucking hard, and he might be saying this shit out loud but he doesn't care, as long as Guy keeps licking him like that; lapping the water off his skin and oh... He bucks his hips against Guy's, letting him know just how much he wants it.

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
There, that torrent of words, that's just what Guy wants to hear. It's insanely erotic, in a visceral, incomprehensible way, and Guy stops - just for a second - to catch his breath, that's all.

He brings a hand up, to Jasper's neck, and he can feel his pulse thudding away.

He has a living, breathing person, curled this close, one who wants him. And it still doesn't seem real.

Guy steps back from Jasper, taking his hand. Presses a kiss to the inside of Jasper's wrist, and leaves Jasper's hand there, on Guy's cheek. And he guides both of them down, so that Jasper is on top of Guy, straddling him, on a flat rock, more or less dry, shaded from the sun.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck, what does that even mean? The way Guy takes his hand, kisses his wrist and holds it to his face, even as he pulls them both down to the rocks. Like he needs this, but still doesn't quite believe it.

Well, fuck that. Jasper's real, and he's right here, and he wants, Jesus Christ, he wants Guy so fucking bad.

"Yeah," he says, more a breath than a word, shoving Guy's shirt up under his arms. God, he looks good, all muscle; chest rapidly rising and falling in desire. "Fuck, Guy, I want you so fucking much," he sighs, pressing his face into Guy's neck and then lower, licking a path down his chest; his stomach.

He only lifts his head to breathe broken words against Guy's skin. "Anything you want, you know that, right? God, it's been so fucking long, and I want you, yeah, touch me, please, Guy... touch me."

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
Guy hitches up to pull his shirt off, then his hands are at Jasper's, urging it up, over his head. Jasper is too fucking skinny, with bruises still from the beating that Royal gave him - so Guy is gentle, gentle but still firm, as he tugs Jasper down, takes his mouth with a calm, fierce certainty.

He shifts Jasper's hips forward, a bit, rolling their erections together, breaking the kiss so he can hear more of that, more of Jasper's voice.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-10 08:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah," Jasper gasps when the kiss breaks and shit, shit, this is getting really close.

He pulls back for a second, letting Guy pull his shirt off, too, because fuck, they should both at least be naked when he loses it like a fucking sixteen year old. But he presses down against Guy, chest to chest and, unfortunately still clothed cock to cock, and the words fall out of him as unconscious as breathing, as easy as the moan that rolls up in his throat when Guy grinds up against him like... fuck, like that.

"Don't, Christ," Jasper's panting and he doesn't care. "Don't you fucking dare be gentle with me. Don't make me wait for you, god, please..."

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-11 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Wait for him?

Guy rolls them, settling over Jasper, between his legs. Taking control - kindly and gently, but taking it. He skims a hand up Jasper's thigh, sipping kisses from his mouth. Yeah, and he'd fuck Jasper into the ground, so long as he knew it was all right. Because there's nothing here for lubricant but water, nothing here for privacy except walls of rock and the rush of the waterfall.

His fingers hook under the waistband of Jasper's pants, urging them down. His hand slides along the curve of Jasper's ass, and when he glances up, it's a question, again. Hopefully a question Jasper can understand.

[identity profile] failsper.livejournal.com 2009-07-11 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
Guy flips him over and fuck yes, just like that. Jasper's never been so glad for his skinny ass before, when Guy tugs his pants down without even undoing them first, looking up at him for an answer, and is he serious?

"You heard that shit I was babbling a minute ago, right?" Jasper says, voice lust-rough and ragged. "'Anything you want?' Because yes, yeah, god, you can fuck me, Guy." He kicks his pants the rest of the way off, not caring where they land and hitches his hips up, bending a leg to give Guy better access.

"Fuck me, Guy," repeats Jasper, and it sounds better, hotter, every time he says it. "Use spit or whatever, I don't care. I can take it. I want it."

[identity profile] mutestronaut.livejournal.com 2009-07-11 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Oh god.

Guy rests his head, for a moment, in the crook of Jasper's neck. Then a sharp bite and he shifts into action, pressing Jasper's leg up so that it's curled. And then he reaches up, slipping one finger, two into Jasper's mouth, quick and sure, thumb tracing along his lip. His eyes are pure black, completely absorbed in everything Jasper is giving him. Every reaction, every word, every twitch, every groan --

One hand flattens on Jasper's abdomen, and then the other traces down between his legs, circling in a tease around his hole.

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