So someone challenged me to an AU. Part of that challenge was to create a scene that I myself had gone through. So this story is actually based on true events but twisted into a soangelo. This may seem really fake. I assure you.. it's not. I hope you enjoy it. If you don't then I'm sorry I was just trying to go by the guidlines I was given. It's a lot harder to tell a story you have lived than to just make one up I found out..
i don't own the characters... just the plot.
William Tell
It was my first night at my new job. Nervous was an understatement. My friend Reyna knew I was in and jam and needed the money, so I finally caved. Reyna had been trying to get me to work at this BDSM club for ages. It wasn't my scene. Sure I loved my goth attire and some of these people had amazing outfits, but something inside me stirred looking at them.
I was mostly innocent. Never really doing much past normal every day sex. This was an entire new level a new world really. Being gay was hard enough, I didn't need to feed stereotypes. My inky black hair was styled roughly tousled in a "yeah I may have just been fucked" look. The rest of me was less impressive with standard black tight clothes. Reyna dressed me in a black canvas kilt with fishnets and a pair of boots I knew I may kill myself in. The mesh shirt she adorned on me matched the sloppiness of the makeup painted on my face allowing me to fit in amongst the crowd of pain lovers.
I flirted coyly as I served a variety of people drinks and small food plates. Doms and Subs doing pony play in the corner while our boss was making space for the show. A new act was coming, a stunt man. Most of the shows in the warehouse were demos of how harnesses and different equipment was used. Reyna wanted us to do a scene one day for everyone so we could make some major cash. It felt like porn to me. With my wallet feather light the idea of the porn was looking better and better. I'm not into women but for a price... maybe. Plus it would just be acting.
Music began to sing through the air as a man walked on the stage shirtless and covered in the most beautiful tattoos. Suns and stars littered his torso ending right above a line of hair that happily jaunted down the mans navel to his very low cut tight pants. Revealing his face I gasped and made a noise that I will deny making later on. Stunning perfect features.
Fake was the first thought.
Tasty was the second.
Immaculate was the third.
Big blue eyes. The type that can read your soul and kill plants when set at the correct intensity. Golden curls splayed along his fringe as he prowled the stage. Prowled was the right word for his walk, catlike and predatory. The tattoos and the clothes set him in this scene but the face... that looked a bit out of place in here. I leaned against the black painted wall taking in the show. He never spoke. Just threw knives with terrifying accuracy. Going as far as to write on people's skin in marker to show where vital organs were only to miss their flesh my inches. A breath taking performance that had me entranced. Maybe this is how people got into this scene. They meet or see this one wondrous creature and get pulled in.
Finishing my shift I could get the blonde God out of my mind as I stripped down my work clothes and traded them in for a tshirt and yoga pants. Rain came down outside in sheets soaking every inch of air and matter around. I wasn't going to make it to my car unmarred so I took my time instead of running, allowing the warm rain seep into me. I could smell honeysuckle on the edge of it. My favorite combo. Starting my car after throwing my shit in the back I noticed someone with their car hood up. We were in the employee section of the parking lot so I drove up to see if it was one of my co workers in need of a ride. Pulling up the sexy beast that entranced my eyes earlier turned to face me, water dripping off his body.
I imagined what it would be like to lick it off.
"Hey could you give me a ride? I only live about ten minutes from here and there is nothing I can do for this junk pile til morning."
"Yeah umm sure hop in."
I knew it wasn't the safest idea allowing a stranger into the car, but if I was going to be killed by him at least I would have a good view. I didn't realize how much taller he was than me. I was not exactly short but he was massively tall. Like 6'4"? Maybe taller? Crouching in my car he could barely squeeze into my little sunfire.
"So I'm ..." he cut me off with a finger to my lips.
"No real names. Real names are boring. Don't tell me your name tell me what you want me to call you."
Who. The. Fuck. Was. This. Guy?
"Ok well um... call me Nico"
"Nice to meet you Nico. I'm Will."
"Is Will your real name?"
"No it's a stage name "William Tell"
"Oh"
"Is Nico your real name?"
"Well not my birth name. That's very Italian and complicated so I shortened it. "
"It suits you"
"Thanks"
"Here's my address by the way so we are not driving aimlessly."
"Ok" looking over it I realized I had been there before and could find it easy without GPS.
Riding we exchanged small talk. Mostly trivial and inconsequential. I rolled my window down even though it was still raining in hopes to light a cigarette. Pulling to the stop light I held the paper cylinder to my lips as I heard someone arrive at my window and push my temple with something metallic and cold.
"Get out of the car!"
I was frozen. I couldn't think. Will was no better. Trying to animate me to respond to the hi jacker Will encouraged me to give him the car. I didn't move. I looked to my left. Will was saying something about not looking at the dudes face. That he would let us go if we just gave him they car and left quickly. I looked anyway. The man was yelling and shoving the gun in my face trying to get me to move. I took ahold of the gun barrel and pulled it to my forehead.
"Shoot"
"What?! Dude get the fuck out of the car!"
"No just shoot me."
"You are insane you stupid mother fucker! Get the fuck out of the car and leave Tyne keys in it!"
"No. Shoot the gun!"
"No!"
"Then leave me the fuck alone." I grabbed the barrel hard and took the gun out of the attackers hand easily. Throwing it on the floor I flicked him off and drove away.
Driving in silence Will tried to speak but I would cut him off with a quick hand motion to stay quiet. I drove in the opposite way of his apartment to the inter coastal bridge stopping on the shoulder in the middle. No cars or traffic at 4am I knew this was the best place. Walking to the other side of the car I opened Wills door and reached between his legs for the 9mil laying on the floor. Gun in hand I walked to the edge throwing it over the bridge disposing of the wretched weapon. I hated guns.
Watching it sink into the water I hoped it didn't hit a manatee. Getting back in the car I looked over at Will and apologized.
"I'm sorry about that. You can speak now I just had to get rid of that. I'll take you home now." I said robotically. I was still in a lot of shock over what had just occurred.
"I need you to pull into that empty parking lot the minute we get to the end of the bridge."
Nodding I headed for it. I scared him. It was obvious. I didn't mean to. I just reacted. I expected him to run the minute we reached the lot.
He didn't.
Getting out of the car in the rain he paced in front of my car. Winding his curly hair in his fingers obviously freaked the fuck out. I started at him for a while until I couldn't stand it any more and left the vehicle to see if he was going to get back in. Torrents of rain fell on us making loud thunderous noises bouncing off my car and the buildings around us. Will screamed into the sky. Turning to look at me his eyes wild and fierce, slamming his hand in my hood making me jump.
"Oh so that made you jump?! Me slamming my hand down scared you but some asshole with a fucking gun you just... just fucking stare down and take the fucking thing away from him! Like a child taking a toy away from a toddler!"
"I.. I don't know what happened it just.. I was.. I don't know I just reacted!"
"Are you insane! Suicidal? Do you want to die?!"
"Sometimes" the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. Why was I telling him this?!
"Today! Do you want to die today!?"
"I.. don't.. maybe I don't know it just ... made sense in my head at the time. He didn't shoot so I figured he wasn't going to."
"You figured? You figured you would try to take a criminals gun away? Point the barrel at your fucking head like a gods damned lunatic!"
"Yeah well it's over now ok! It's done! He's gone! He's gone, we are safe! It's over! So get back in the fucking car and I'll take you home! Unless you want to just stand in the rain and lament to the night about how much danger I put you in. And by the way that's a lot of big talk for someone who puts people in danger all the time on stage."
I didn't see him coming. To quick. To focused. Lips crashed into mine holding my head to his. Dominating my mouth he forced his tongue in invading. Ruthlessly working his mouth against mine tangling fingers in my hair squeezing the water from the wafts. Moaning into the kiss he pushed me against the car hood. Lifting my legs from my thighs sitting me infront of him never once leaving to breathe. Caught up in the sensation of him I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him to me.
"Undo my belt" he said into my mouth.
The water falling from the sky made it tricky. Fingers slipping on the metal of his belt but I worked the buckle free.
"Turn around" he huffed into my wanting mouth. I obeyed turning my body laying my torso on the car feeling his strong hands pull my pants down and rip off the briefs beneath. Tearing them in half he threw them to the side of the car. Little to no warning he entered me. Pulling one strong arm around me holding me by my neck grunting animalistic into my ear. It wasn't slow or painless. It was rough and fast oh so needed. Pushing into me with all his strength I reached up and clawed at his hair pulling at it from the roots and he rutted violently into me.
The rain only intensified the feeling. No permission yet fully consensual. Like an unspoken agreement. I need to feel him inside me. I need to hear his growls and feel his rough ragged breath on my neck. His hands dug in so hard I knew bruises would form but I didn't care. I wanted them. I wanted his marks on my flesh.
"Cum for me" he hissed and it was almost like it happened on his command. Biting into my shoulder I came hard over the hood of the car feeling him release inside me. Riding is both through I felt him finally pull away. Hands never leaving my body I collapsed on the car hood feeling his head on the small of my back trying to get a grip on what had just transpired. Pulling my pants up for me I heard him buckling himself back up. Turning me around he found his way back to my lips. Slow and languid he kissed me with purpose and release. Eyes shining in the streetlight that lit the empty lot we were trespassing on. Somewhere in the back of my mind I really hoped there weren't any security cameras. Breaking the kiss resting his forehead against mine we both were panting breathlessly.
"Ok lets go home."
Getting back in the car we silently drove back to his apartment. Turning to him slightly embarrassed by what we just did I was going to bid him goodnight when he turned my keys in the ignition and pocketed them. Luckily I had already parked in a spot bit he left the car with my keys still with him. Running behind him he looked back and grabbed my hand.
"You are staying here tonight"
I didn't respond I just let him lead me to the apartment.
Please review. If you want this to continue I need 5 of you to tell me so. I can easily tell you what happened. In fact the ending of this tryst is both heartbreaking and surreal.