Chapter Eight: Human Nature

Jay and Virgil have been getting along real well. Which surprises Francis. A lot. He had always beaten Virgil because he thought he was a loser. A complete loser who would end up living with his parent's basement until they kicked his ass out. Obsessed with comic books and video games…okay…some things were true. But over the past four months since the two started dating, the bully started to see a whole new person. A person he never knew existed in this unforgiving world.

Who would have thought that some black hair dye and clothes that HotStreak wouldn't be caught dead wearing could fool someone he's known his whole life. And that fact wasn't very comforting. It meant Francis would have to live a lie forever, or tell the truth, risking everything they have. The man was torn between two worlds. The truth, and unconditional love. Everyday ticks by and 'Jay' hates the lies as much as his name. Jay was his father's name. The bastard who beat him. Used him. Sold him even.

However, that was in the past. With Francis Stone, HotStreak, and his powers. This new life sucked, but Hawkins made it better. Made it…livable. With that thought, Jay decides to live how he is. To remain the man that Virgil thinks he is.

At the moment, that man sits on the couch of his boyfriend's hideout, watching Virgil clean up Gear's mess…and looking for his damn house keys. "Why is it always my house keys?" Virgil asks himself as he picks up the clutter of metal and wires Rich always seems to leave behind. Always.

Stretching, Jay stretches across that dark colored couch. "Could be worse. It could be your costume or somethin'."

A low groan is heard from the dark throat of Virgil. "Still…"

"Heh…Don't be so damn forgetful…"

"I can't help it…it's in may nature…"

"And it's my nature to steal." Saying that, Jay pulls up a key ring, jangling a certain someone's house keys loudly.

"Hey…" Virgil is not impressed one bit. Lunging forward, the boy tries to reach for the shiny keys. I've been looking for them for almost two hours…So seeing the humor in this, the man underneath him pulls the keys back further, just out of his reach. "C'mon…" He reaches again. "Give them back Jay…"

"Why?" The older man pulls the keys back once more with an evil grin. He still loved to tease the younger boy.

"Cuz they're mine." Virgil springs for them again.

"So?" is spoken through a gentle chuckle.

The hero stands on his tippy toes. "Come o-" Losing his balance, the hero tips forward, falling on top of the larger body. Just as he had hoped, Jay smiles as the darker body sinks into his body as he wraps his arms around his small frame. A bit surprised, Virgil blushes brightly.

"Those two hours of you searching for those keys let me see your goodies." Jay hums, his lips close to dark ears, sending tiny shivers through the clean body.

"H-hey…You're lucky I like you or I'd be very angry with you." His blush deepens as that shiver courses though his veins.

"Yeah…I am pretty damn lucky…"

"Suck up…"

"Maybe a little." The older boy squeezes his boyfriend's tush nicely, feeling the body tense as a rather unmanly squeak is heard. Wanting to hear it again, Jay gropes the butt again. "Your goodies are good."

"Th-" Virgil clears his throat so he doesn't sound like he had just hit puberty. That's a phase in his life he doesn't want to repeat. "Thanks."

Feeling a strong wave of emotion he had never felt before, Jay leans forward, inching closer to Virgil's plump lips, wanting to press his lips to them so much. Out of all the complete idiots to fall for in Dakota…it had to be the one who killed me…

With his heart racing, Virgil comprehends that the space between his face and the other man's face was slowly vanishing, and what it meant. It is then he realizes that his first kiss is going to be with anther man, and it didn't bother him. I-is he gonna kiss me?! What bothered him was those first time OMG jitters.

However, Jay had some jitters as well. What will he do if he figures out? What will I do if he figures out? Lightly, he presses his lips to his soon to be lover's lips, loving the texture and how his lips seemed to fit his perfectly. I just…wont let him find me out. He had made his decision.

Blushing deeply, Virgil shyly returns the kiss, nervous about how the thug kissing him could make him feel this way. It felt good. He is calmed a bit when Jay's large hand rubs his back, bunching his orange sweater. He always seemed to wear bright clothing. Gaining some confidence, Virgil returns the caress of the lips less shyly.

Never really good with doing things slowly or gently, Jay roughens the kiss, pulling the other body against his hastily, winning a shocked moan from the hero. Seeing the small gasp of small pleasure, the older man sees his chance, slipping his tongue into Virgil's open mouth. He spends some time exploring every amount of surface in Virgil's mouth, tasting his sweet tongue as his brushes against the pink organ.

Grasping Jay's dark sweater, Virgil lets out a muffled moan is his mouth is sampled. Shivering at the light contact between the two bodies, the smaller boy wiggles his hips against Jay's as he brushes his tongue against the other man's.

The instant that tongue pushes against his own, Jay knew he had to take Virgil. Not just take the innocence of his body, but his whole being. As much as he hated it, he knew this was what they call love. Accepting this harder than accepting his sexuality, Jay continues the french as his hand skims down between their bodies, feeling Virgil get up onto his hands and knees, hovering above his large body. Totally dominating the dance of the tongues, the experienced man effortlessly unbuckles Virgil's belt.

Suddenly feeling that familiar nervousness, Virgil allows his belt to be unbuckled, feeling his blue jeans suddenly hang loosely off his hips as they are unbuttoned and unzipped as well. He feels his face flush with warmth as a hand skates down his fit tummy, through the trail of hair, down further, into his light green boxers. The moment those fingers tap the base of his arousal, Virgil jerks his head from the other man's, his body burning at his touch. Burning with desire and for more.

Seeing that desire in those dark brown eyes, Jay strokes the hardness that was Virgil's cock, feeling the grip on his sweater tighten in the other boy's fist. Moving his mouth, the older man kisses Virgil's neck, grasping that thick cock, pumping slowly. He takes his time sliding his hand on Virgil's cock, memorizing every detail he could. Every vein, every pulse. He spent a little time teasing the cock head, feeling his fingertips coat with pre-cum that flows from the very tip of the hero. He even wanted to taste it, but that had to wait.

"Ah~" Virgil's moans grow shorter and louder as the pumping on his length get faster. His fists release the cloth, only to claw at it as he is hit with waves of pleasure. He bucks into the hand pleasing him as he tosses his head back. It was hard for the boy to think, the only thing that mattered was that hand and who it belonged to. His boyfriend, his lover, Jay Granit.

Listening to the shuddered moans of his love, Jay shivers at just how sexy that voice was. How every groan was because of him, and his touch. His touch that had Virgil writhing in pulsating pleasure. He tightens his grip on the other boy, hoping that he doesn't notice the temperature difference in their bodies. That was the one thing Francis could not control. A loud, shuddered moan snaps him out of his thoughts as he feels a sudden warm liquid fill his hand. Pulling his hand out of the other man's pants, Jay leans into the couch cushions to eye Virgil.

The sight nearly took his breath away. Trace amounts of sweat drips slowly down the dark features of the hero. Stray strands of hair clung to his face. With half lidded eyes, Virgil pants lightly, catching his breath. The moment he realizes Jay is staring, that crimson color flashes brighter, even on his mocha skin. Seeing this, Jay needed to see more. In fact, he needed to see everything.

He starts by pulling off the orange sweater, tugging off the white shirt underneath it as well. Upon seeing the erect nipples of sweaty body over him, Jay pulls Virgil up ever so slightly as to lap at one of those dark nubs. That course lick sends chills through out Virgil's small body. The man underneath his body feels that small shudder on his tongue. Virgil leans into every touch as hands wander his front side, caressing his sweat soaked skin.

Feeling every inch of skin available, Jay moves on to removing those cursed jeans that hid Virgil's beautiful body. He loved how that frame wiggles out of the cloth, exposing what was underneath. Virgil is completely exposed as his legs are freed from the pair of pants, barely able to hear them hit the floor.

Jay eyes every curve of the geek he fell for. He kisses a sensitive spot on Virgil's neck that he had found just moments ago. "God…You're so beautiful" is whispered softly onto his skin, just loud enough for the other pair of ears to pick up. Virgil's heart flutters upon hearing that for the first time in his sixteen years. Virgil wanted to say something, but knew if he tried, they wouldn't really be words. Just stutters and 'ums'. Grabbing his own sweater, Jay begins to strip himself.

Helping the other man rid of his clothes, Virgil shyly pulls up the layers of clothing the other man wore. As he pulled the shirts off, he failed no notice Jay make sure his hat stayed put. For the first time, the hero eyes the body of another man, that blush returning.

"Really, you are." Jay says this while looking deeply into Virgil's tawny eyes, looking past the geek he though he was a year ago. He regrets using the word geek. I just never noticed before…

A shy, embarrassed smile takes Virgil's lips, lost for words. He just gazes at those green eyes that have given him a second chance at living with the guilt of killing a man. Healing his soul. Those emerald eyes close, lips touch his, kissing passionately. Feeling for the other man's belt, he helps him out of his pants.

"Virgil~" is moaned through the kiss as the last remaining article of clothes is removed from both bodies.

Shyly feeling Jay's pale chest, Virgil shivers as he feels the vibration of the moan on his lips. "Jay~"

Francis winces at hearing his father's name. He almost decked Virgil, but remembered his prison. He was bound to that name. If anyone were to figure out his name, he would be removed from Dakota again. Possibly put in jail. Ignoring his new name, Jay gently slides two fingers into Virgil's open mouth.

Nodding slowly, Virgil closes his lips onto those thick fingers, licking timidly. Sliding his tongue between the two digits, the hero continues to feel every dip of the other man's chest and tummy. Virgil never would have thought he'd lose his innocence to man. He watches Jay's eyes, filled with love and a form of kindness. Something no one thought this man could possess. But he did, and he only let Virgil see this side of him.

The older man shivers as his fingers are sucked and licked at, he even felt a little nibbling. Virgil was just too sexy for his own good. Jay just wanted to lock him in a house, just for him to see. In fact, he wanted to beat the shit out of anybody who took any of his love's attention away from him. Like Richie.

Once his fingers are slicked up real good, Jay removes his fingers from Virgil's moist cavern. He wanted to keep his fingers there, but they would find a better, more pleasurable home soon enough. A string of saliva connects his fingertips to plump lips as they part. Those wet fingers travel down a dark chest, leaving a cooled trail as fingertips drag down his skin, eventually finding his entrance.

"Mmm~" Nervously, the virgin teen grasp the broad shoulders of Jay, waiting for that sting.

Pushing a single digit into the other boy, Jay's hot mouth finds a neglected nipple. He loves the way Virgil's muscles hugged him tightly, trying to push him out. Ignoring the other body's protest, Jay feels around inside Virgil, who winces at the awkward feel. It wasn't painful, just odd.

But then that second finger pushes into his tight ring, stretching him open. Jay tries his best to make this the least pained he could, feeling around tenderly while suckling on the nub in his mouth. He feels the body jolt as he flicks that nub with his heated tongue.

The awkward pumping in his entrance began to numb as the feeling of pain slowly began to drift away. Then those persistent fingers brushed against a bundle of nerves that causes Virgil to cry out in sudden bliss, thrusting his hips down onto Jay's finger, pushing them fully into him. "AH!" Virgil was embarrassed about the pleasure deep inside him but at the moment, that was forgotten. All that he wanted was more of that addicting pleasure. A low shuddered moan escapes him as his hips move on their own, riding Jay's fingers as they pumped into him.

Before he can release, the fingers were removed from his body, a whimper leaving his lips as he desires more. Panting lightly, Virgil's hips are held gently, getting him into position. "Is this okay?" Jay asks, rubbing his leaking cock to the worked entrance of the younger teen. With a smile and a nod, Jay is given the okay. Pulling the body over him down onto his length slowly, nuzzling the shaking body. "Relax" Jay breaths out as his thick cock plunges into Virgil inch by inch, hugged tightly.

Shivers take the inexperienced teens body. "Mmmm~." He tries his best to relax, which he found difficult as his body struggles to take in the solid meat of the other man. After agonizing seconds, possible minutes, Virgil finally rests on the older man's body. Amazed he was able to swallow he girth of Jay. The younger teen feels the body under him shudders as he patently waits for him to adjust. Virgil shudders as well, feeling himself pulse around the other man.

Unable to wait any longer, Jay lifts the narrow hips on him, sliding out of him slowly, blood slowly slicking up his arousal. Pleasure teases Virgil, pain still present. But a pleasurable pain. He hoped this was normal. Pulling the boy back down, Jay arches his back, slowly sinking into the tight heat of his lover once more.

That pain suddenly dissipates, flooding the clean body with unimaginable pleasure. So much that Virgil takes control of the slow pace, moving his hips up and down Jay's fully erect rod. "Oh god~ Jay!" is huskily groaned into the air as Virgil arches into the other's drenched skin. Virgil tosses his head back as he is overwhelmed by new, dark pleasure that refuses to let him go. "AAH!" his short nails dig into the skin of the other man as he bounces on him wildly. Virgil is launched into his first orgasm, his body trembles as his muscles tense wildly.

Overtaken by the new tightness around him, Jay bucks his hips up to meet the other body as it slams downward. The sigh of Virgil's orgasm nearly mad him come right then and there. There wasn't a hotter sight than the display of sheer ecstasy before him. He now slides in and out of Virgil without a problem, well slicked with a virgin's blood and sweat, making it easier to hit that spot deep inside the other boy. The one that makes him feel like dissolving jell-o. "Virgil!"

Spinning out of control, Virgil's sight flashes brightly as he closes his eyes as tightly as he can, hit with another pulsating orgasm, releasing his seed this time. His muscles clench to the length of the other man, pushing him over the edge. "Jay! OH GOD JAY!" He too orgasms, releasing his essence deep within Virgil. This new sensation spreads through the hero like wildfire, the hotness burning at his walls as it spread. He squirms wildly at the incredible sensation.

Dropping his hips one last time, Virgil pants heavily, catching his breath as his body trembles on it's own. His lungs burned, his throat ached and his head was spinning. But his body felt warm, fuzzy and loved. No amount of pain could take that away from him. Virgil listens to the more dignified pants of the older man under him, whose face kisses all over his chest between hallowed out pants.

I've really fallen for him…I honestly…I'm honestly in love with Virgil…

He's so good to me…

Pulling his head from the dark chest of the hero, Jay moves his lips to Virgil's damp face, kissing up all the beads of clear liquid. "Virgil…" He starts, holding Virgil tightly. Blushing deeply, the mocha teen returns the embrace. "I'm so glad I met you…" That was the truth. But what Virgil doesn't know, is that it was also Francis who was speaking.

"So am I." Kissing Jay on the cheek, Virgil nuzzles the other man's drying face. After a couple of minutes of nuzzling and butterfly kisses, Jay lifts the smaller body off him, laying him flat on top of him. He wraps his arms around that small frame he learned to love.

Sleep takes Virgil first, as he snuggles into the crook of Jay's neck, where he seemed to fit perfectly. He feels a light kiss above his eyebrow. Virgil truly was happy with this man.