disclaimer: all the characters are property of Enix, etc., there are also some characters of my own.........
In The End It Doesn't Even Have Sense Or.......Does It?
by Kitty-N
outside the dressing room, the JumboMax crew was sitting on a table, while chatting with Hamm & Strike, they were standing up.
-"And there they go again..." Strike said.
-"Yeah.." Hamm answered.
-"And I was about to take a shower and get ready....." Strike added.
-"But....how?" Meat asked, "what do you mean?"
-"You know....." Hamm was playing with an empty bag of potato chips.
-"I'm starvin'....."
-"So do I, Meat, let's go to the café."
-"Yup!"
Bat, who was humming and playing with Jason's fingers, looked at the blonde guy.
-"Jason let's go too...."
-"NO!, you....you should stay right here and.....Meat?......run!"
Hamm & Meat ran to the café, (yes, they CAN run) it was obvious they didn't want to stay with the gay couple, I guess.
-"I....I must go, I've got stuff to do.." the rude guy talked. He made track to his office.
-"Duck can we..."
-"STRIKE!!!, WAIT!!"
Strike turned around. He called Duck with a head movement, savin him from the loving couple....
In less than a while, Duck was walking next to Strike.
No word crossed the air. It seemed like Strike was thinking about something. He looked concerned.
-"I didn't know that Jason and Bat were gays....."
-"They aren't, in fact, were are all bisexuals."
-"so...you..too...?"
-"They're always joining orgies and that, but I'm the only one who had a guy-to-guy experience."
Again, silence came out. Strike hesitated some more.
-"I'd always wanted to have a gay experience....", Duck turned to stare at Strike's eyes. (well, not exactly.....) "but no, I'm no longer interested..."
-"I know you say that because you're thinking of Frida, and what might happen if somebody knew that...but...don't worry, no one needs to know about it....." Duck gave him an evil look. Strike looked down. "c'mon, you'll love it." Duck put his arm around Strike's waist.
-"but..." Strike couldn't argue more. Duck used his fingers to grab Strike's chin, finally gave him a cute, tiny, kiss.
-"pleeze..." He extended his hand, asking for Strike's. The rude guy hesitated some more, and for the last time....before he grabbed Duck's hand and took out his key card from his jersey. The small light turned to green as the card slid through the slot. They rushed in.
Strike and the 20-year-old youth dived in all passions, while they rested on the wall, Duck nibbling Strike's ears, Strike running his fingers downwards...
In The End It Doesn't Even Have Sense Or.......Does It?
by Kitty-N
outside the dressing room, the JumboMax crew was sitting on a table, while chatting with Hamm & Strike, they were standing up.
-"And there they go again..." Strike said.
-"Yeah.." Hamm answered.
-"And I was about to take a shower and get ready....." Strike added.
-"But....how?" Meat asked, "what do you mean?"
-"You know....." Hamm was playing with an empty bag of potato chips.
-"I'm starvin'....."
-"So do I, Meat, let's go to the café."
-"Yup!"
Bat, who was humming and playing with Jason's fingers, looked at the blonde guy.
-"Jason let's go too...."
-"NO!, you....you should stay right here and.....Meat?......run!"
Hamm & Meat ran to the café, (yes, they CAN run) it was obvious they didn't want to stay with the gay couple, I guess.
-"I....I must go, I've got stuff to do.." the rude guy talked. He made track to his office.
-"Duck can we..."
-"STRIKE!!!, WAIT!!"
Strike turned around. He called Duck with a head movement, savin him from the loving couple....
In less than a while, Duck was walking next to Strike.
No word crossed the air. It seemed like Strike was thinking about something. He looked concerned.
-"I didn't know that Jason and Bat were gays....."
-"They aren't, in fact, were are all bisexuals."
-"so...you..too...?"
-"They're always joining orgies and that, but I'm the only one who had a guy-to-guy experience."
Again, silence came out. Strike hesitated some more.
-"I'd always wanted to have a gay experience....", Duck turned to stare at Strike's eyes. (well, not exactly.....) "but no, I'm no longer interested..."
-"I know you say that because you're thinking of Frida, and what might happen if somebody knew that...but...don't worry, no one needs to know about it....." Duck gave him an evil look. Strike looked down. "c'mon, you'll love it." Duck put his arm around Strike's waist.
-"but..." Strike couldn't argue more. Duck used his fingers to grab Strike's chin, finally gave him a cute, tiny, kiss.
-"pleeze..." He extended his hand, asking for Strike's. The rude guy hesitated some more, and for the last time....before he grabbed Duck's hand and took out his key card from his jersey. The small light turned to green as the card slid through the slot. They rushed in.
Strike and the 20-year-old youth dived in all passions, while they rested on the wall, Duck nibbling Strike's ears, Strike running his fingers downwards...