"We could do anything you want, you know? I have rope," there was a slight peck to Nick's lips, "cuffs," another kiss, "blades," yet again another kiss, "guns even," Gatsby finished as he finally kissed Nick.
Nick wanted to push away, his boyfriend was a psychopath, he had probably killed his last boyfriend but why was that idea arousing?
"What do you do? Tell me straight forward, no riddles, no twists, just honesty. You know I'm not leaving and with this whole ruse you built up, I doubt anyone would believe me if I told them," Nick finally got out as their lips parted.
"Anything really. Anything they need me to do at least."
"Who is they?"
"Who do you think? The people I work for."
"Wolfshiem?" Nick asked, remembering the strange man's name.
"One of many."
"How illegal is it all?"
"Do you really want to know?" Gatsby asked, Nick nodded.
"It's stuff you haven't ever dreamt of. Drugs, assassinations, torture, you name it we do it."
"Were you drawing me during class today?" Nick quickly changed the subject.
"Did you want to see?" Gatsby asked.
Nick nodded, he truly was curious. Gatsby grabbed his hand, gently this time, and led Nick to his room. Nick threw a glance back to the door but he didn't care, he was entangled with Jay and he really didn't care how scratched, trapped, snared, or hurt he got anymore. The drawing that Nick had expected to see was a simple headshot of him at the English desk he was sat at. It was however very from that and was instead a drawing of Nick sprawled out on a bed completely nude.
"You drew THIS in class!?" Nick practically shouted.
"Well I certainly had some inspiration from third hour and the night before," Jay winked.
"I would have posed if you simply would have asked."
"Just like this?" Gatsby asked, referring to his picture.
"Any way you would like."
"Tonight?" Gatsby asked again.
"Anytime you want. I was hoping though instead of a date we would go to Daisy's party tomorrow. I know the rule we can't be together in public but she wants me to be there to 'get me a boyfriend'. We will be up late tomorrow night."
"I'll go to the stupid party but if you dare kiss another guy he will be dead and you will be punished."
"Gun to my head?" Nick asked.
"Whatever I want," Gatsby claimed.
"I can give you a LONG list of ideas. I've fantasized a lot as a single man."
"Go on, let me hear a few."
"Well, I assume you know I've always wanted to be tied up, gagged would be even better. I've also always wanted to be marked, with a blade, the sweat stinging as it mixes with blood. I have always wanted a gun to my head, make me follow directions knowing if I don't I'm gone…" Nick would've continued if it weren't for Gatsby's lips on top of his own.
"How can you do this to me? That dirty mouth could make me come without you even touching me."
"Mhh, maybe don't gag me then?" Nick suggested as he continued to kiss Gatsby.
Clothes were scattered across the room as the two made their way to the bed.
As Gatsby began to descend Nick's neck he moaned, "make sure no guy would even think I'm single."
Gatsby hungrily sucked and bit at the exposed flesh.
"Nobody should think twice about coming near you."
"If that's your criteria that the whole school will be dead. Don't worry, I'm yours and yours alone."
"I'm not going to look like yours tomorrow but I swear it's you."
"I love you, Gatsby."
Jay didn't say anything back but perhaps the way he worshipped Nick's body was enough.
The next morning Gatsby woke up and was startled to see Nick's face next to his. Women rarely stayed the night and Nick of course was his first man. Jay might have only told Nick that he had only slept with his cousin but he wasn't a stranger to women at all. Nick might have started new but he picked up fast at a pace that Gatsby loved. He could smell breakfast being prepared and placed a small kiss on Nick's forehead, he squirmed a little bit before opening his eyes.
"I didn't mean to wake you," Gatsby admitted.
"It's fine. I wouldn't want to wake up any other way."
"Let's go, I'm sure breakfast is already finished."
Nick groaned as he rolled out of the bed, "we need to request for those sheets to be changed again."
"Certainly but I'm sure we'll be staying at your place tonight," Gatsby smirked.
Just like the previous morning food upon food was spread out on the island top.
"There are still only two people here, how can you request this much food?" Nick asked.
"They all eat what we don't," Gatsby responded, "it just means they make it all at once instead of separately."
Nick thought about how he had only made enough dinner for the two of them, "oh, we do it the other way at my place. I make my own meals half the time anyway."
"You are an amazing cook, I see why you would want to cook for yourself."
As the two sat down at the table they conversed slightly but enjoyed moments of comfortable silence. After dinner, Nick went back to the Fay mansion but left his bag there for tomorrow or any day after he supposed. He found a lower-cut shirt that exposed all the hickeys he had received on his neck and collar bone. He threw on a pair of tight-fitting jeans hoping he wouldn't get hard until the pants were long gone. He walked out of the room and looked around at all the food Daisy had ordered to be prepared. He found Daisy walking around, who was shocked to say the least.
"That's where you were last night!" Daisy exclaimed.
"Yes and?" Nick questioned.
"You can't get a boyfriend if you look like that! Unless, of course, you already have one!" Daisy started more like fact than a question.
"It's none of your business if I do."
"Yes, it is! I'm throwing this party and you clearly don't see the point!"
"I already have a boyfriend, yes! He knows I'm at this party! That doesn't mean I can't show that I'm his."
"Well come on tell me who? No! No! Let me guess, hmm, is he tall? Athletic? Smart? Artistic?"
"I would say all of the above," Nick confirmed.
"Woo, he is definitely a keeper! Tell me who!"
"If you can't figure it out my lips are sealed," Nick said as he faked locking his lips and walked away.
"No Nick please!" Daisy begged as she followed Nick, "you have to tell me!"
Nick only smirked as he plopped onto the couch in the den and pulled out his phone. Daisy sat on the other end with her arms crossed and huffed trying to think who Nick's mysterious boyfriend could be. That is however when guests started arriving, the music started blaring, and thoughts were lost to alcohol.
I don't condone underage drinking
Gatsby came, only sparing Nick one glance before he looked away. The image of him covered in hickeys clogging his mind the rest of the night. That was of course until Daisy sat the majority of the guests in a circle around a bottle.
"Aren't we a little old for this game?" one of the boys there asked.
"It will be fun!" Daisy insisted, spinning the bottle first.
It landed on some guy and so they kissed and the game went on. Nick had kissed 3 boys and 2 girls, Jay had kissed 1 boy and 6 girls, Daisy had kissed 3 girls and 4 boys, and Jordan had kissed 5 girls and 1 boy. It was Jordan's turn to spin again. Every turn everyone could tell she was praying for it to hit someone but nobody besides Nick really knew who she was hoping for. Like destiny may have intended the bottle landed on Daisy. Tom who had kissed 4 girls and 2 boys at this point was beyond peeved, everyone got to kiss his girlfriend beside him, and to top it off he had kissed two boys and he had almost thrown up both times.
"We should make a rule," Tom drunkenly stated, "that you don't have to kiss the same gender."
"That takes away from the fun!" Daisy complained as she went over to kiss Jordan.
Jordan felt fireworks, butterflies, anything you could just a completely over the moon feeling. Daisy on the other hand felt next to nothing, it wasn't the first girl she ever kissed and probably not her last, and Jordan was practically a stranger. They both sat back down, Jordan with a huge smile on her face but Daisy more with a simple smirk. Nick, who sat next to Jordan, grabbed the bottle next and spun again. Stupid faith of course had it land on Jay.
"Well, would you look at this?" Gatsby smirked. Nick went for a small peck as to not reveal their relationship but Gatsby shoved his tongue down Nick's throat. There were some gasps among the crowd while others were so dazed out they could barely process what was happening.
"Everyone!" Gatsby slurred, "I'm bi-"
Nick quickly shut Jay up with a kiss.
"Those aren't the rules!" a girl complained.
"You only get one!" another exclaimed.
"Nobody needs to hear about how drunk he is," Nick claimed.
"That wasn't what I was going to say," Jay's voice was still slurred but quieter.
"Sit down, find me this is over," Nick mumbled as he headed back to his spot next to Jordan.
"So what was that all about?" Jordan asked, ignoring whoever was spinning next.
"He was about to come out. In this drunken state, that's the last thing he needed to do. Regardless of how he feels tonight, he'll be happy tomorrow when he recovers from a hangover."
"Very true. She's such a good kisser, you know?"
"No, I don't go around kissing my cousin."
"It was magical. Is that how it felt to kiss Jay?"
"Not tonight, but almost every other time, yes."
The circle continued to disperse as more people left or had just blacked out drunk. Soon it was only Jay, Nick, Daisy, and Jordan. Tom was blacked out on top of Daisy's lap and she struggled to get out beneath Tom but eventually did. Jordan asked to stay in Daisy's room because she thought all the other rooms were going to be occupied. Daisy agreed with a smile and led Jordan to her pretty pink room. Then Jay and Nick sat across from each other and Jay made his way across the non-existent circle and kissed Nick.
"You never let me tell anyone I'm bisexual," Gatsby complained.
"I know but you'll thank me in the morning," Nick said and then turned to a servant, "please have two aspirin and a glass of water on the bedside table."
They nodded and set off to do the task as Nick turned back to Jay.
"Come on, let's go to bed."
"No, I want to stay up with you."
"Please, I want to go to bed".
"No!" Jay said as he started pouting like a small child.
"Gatsby," Nick tried moaning, "please come to bed."
Jay uncrossed his arms and hesitantly agreed.
As Nick stripped to his boxers Gatsby just stood there.
"Jay please, you can't sleep in those clothes."
"Undress me," Jay commanded.
"Come on, we are going to bed and that's it."
Gatsby started pouting again and Nick sighed and walked over to start to pull off his shirt. Gatsby started kissing Nick and Nick tried to stop he could never deny Jay, it was just something he could never do.
"I love you too much," Nick moaned as Gatsby kissed down his neck and towards his nipples.
"Love… You… Too," Gatsby managed to say in between his sucking and biting.
"Gatsby, bed," Nick commanded, taking some control.
They stumbled over to the large bed and the night continued on.