Disclaimer: I don't own 'American Horror Story' anything related with or to the show, plot(s) franchise or characters. I'm just a fan of the actors and writers' because they outdo themselves each season.

Pairing: James March/John Lowe

M note: I missed the latest episode of 'AHS:hotel' I know it sucks but to be fair I also missed last week's episode of 'Bastard Executioner' so I need to catch up.

Okay, so I know the basis of the situation so it's all good this is AU-ish anyway. The characters are likely ooc and this chapter has a little smut.


"You move a little too quickly, don't you think." James smiles slightly as he looks at Sally but it seems forced, tight and ready to disappear from his face at any moment now.

John takes a sip of Ms. Evers' version of a True Manhattan as he looks at him.

The guy is ridiculously handsome, a little strange but he's tuning the conversation out in favor of focusing his attention on his drink.

He's almost done with it but notices that Ms. Evers has come through and a couple of drinks are already waiting for him.

"Thank you, Hazel." John holds his glass as if declaring a toast to her and she looks confused for a moment but smiles slightly.

James looks at his watch as if considering, weighing his next move. Words, options deliberately.

He's done arguing with Sally and even though he truly appreciates Hazel, she should go do her job.

"That will be all for tonight. Check up on room 33, it's a cold night. Bartholomew should be fed and comfortable. See to it Ms. Evers."

She smiles at him and leaves without a word or the bar cart because she knows better.

John waves bye to her while Sally mumbles a 'see ya later' but she doesn't look back or acknowledge either.

Just as he's about to start on his fourth maybe fifth or sixth drink-he lost count and should have known better than to go this far.

It doesn't stop him from grazing the glass with his fingertips almost longingly but clearly denying the fact that he wants to give in and take it.

Sally grabs hold of his hand and he thinks he wants to kiss her in that instant but he notices the bottle of red moscato wine in her other hand.

Oh well, he tried and is taking this as a sign of 'go ahead-enjoy yourself' but he kind of wants to stay back a little.

They can't or shouldn't just ditch James like that but he's debating whether to say something or keep walking.

"Where are we going?" Instead of asking the obvious question of 'what are you doing' he walks behind her briskly.

"John..." James is clearly upset by the series of events that led to his guest almost walking halfway up to the elevator with fucking Sally of all people.

"Come with us. You're welcome to join, right?" John ignores the fact that Sally holds onto him a little tighter.

He thinks he probably messed up here because there was a chance that Sally might have wanted to fuck.

The fact that he just got here, met her and that nothing is really stopping him from hooking up with her later is not lost on him.

But he asked James to join, accompany them to their new destination.

So he is now expecting a change of plans.

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The second March caught up to them the elevator doors opened and Sally kisses him softly.

James pulls him away as the doors close and the elevator starts moving. "I uh...apologize for losing composure..I-"

John kisses him roughly one second then shoves him away slowly because Sally grabs his arm.

He's vaguely surprised that he's in the middle of a sandwich, that nobody wants to share and that he's enjoying himself.

More than he has in some time.

"I mm..don't do this often-usually...at all actually." John unzips his pants then pulls them down along with his boxers as he talks onto Sally's neck while she pulls him closer.

James yanks him back when he takes hold of his hard cock.

"I'll take care of you John. I'm all you need. Want. Require." James leans close enough for John to feel a spark of electricity run through him like cold water on a sunny day.

"Prove it rich boy" John moans when James strokes him roughly then shoves him onto a wall.

"You. Leave, he's mine." James doesn't mind the fact that he's so open about his obvious obsession with the Hotel Cortez' latest victim-guest.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm not done with him." Sally speaks volumes even though she whispered the words.

The lights are flicking but he isn't scared of the fact that the elevator is clearly malfunctioning because James is licking on his neck and nips at it while moving his hand slower.

John stares at her and is actually surprised, wondering why she doesn't look insulted or angry.

If she's keeping her temper in check and what James would have done in her place.

"Wait. March..James, you're being kind of rude." He knows he's left out the fact that the guy is also acting possessive and that he just met him but he doesn't question it because he's finding it difficult not to think it's exciting.

"I want you, so stay... if you want." John stares past Sally after a second and looks at Elizabeth because she is standing in the middle of the hallway taking in the scene before her with a look of mild surprise but total understanding.

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"I see you are enjoying your stay at the Cortez hotel Mr. Lowe." The Countess isn't looking at him as she speaks, instead choosing to stare at James. "Mind if I join."

James withdraws his hands and mouth off his person and it dawns on John what is happening here.

"Oh, you're that type of close..."

"Does it bother you?" James looks genuinely interested in what his response will be and John feels his cock twitch.

"No" He thinks he feels a small chill run through him but he's feeling too good to care. He pulls his pants up and grabs Sally's hand because she initiated this.

Once they are at his door he doesn't waste time on taking his key out because one he forgot in on the couch and two, the door is unlocked.

They walk inside and clothes comes off before they make to his bed. The door closed loudly but no one cares because they are a little busy at the moment.

Elizabeth runs her nails against his back and he groans from the pain because it's giving way to pleasure when she grabs him like her brother had.

Just when he thinks she's about to kiss his neck James pulls her away roughly and pins her against a wall, entering her without permission or preparation.

John would be concerned if it weren't for the fact that she seems to like it.

Sally smiled at him but it seems sympathetic and he isn't sure what he should feel about that but he kisses her instead of worrying about it.

His hands are on her lower back as he licks her right breast, teasing her slowly then takes her left breast into his mouth and sucks.

She pushes him down and he takes her on the floor while she grabs onto his shoulders as she rides him quietly for the most part until he speeds up his thrusts.

James leans close to whisper something to Elizabeth and John thinks he hears her whimper against his shoulder when he thrusts harder.