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A / n: Alright, so here I am with another chapter! Y'know me, I can't stay away for too long. You guys are just that awesome. So thanks greatly for the continued support as always. Here's the next chapter! Oh and special thanks to sirensoundwave for a… upcoming quote that they made previously in a review. ;D Thanks!

Cast In Stone

Chapter Twenty Four

Deuce couldn't contain himself. He'd felt this hunger deep inside for the longest time, but no matter what he tasted it didn't cut it or compare in the slightest to what he was craving. He wanted Jackson. He needed Jackson. His strongest desire and willing weakness all present within a single person, it was so much to take in. So very overwhelming.

Deuce ran a hand through Jackson's soft hair, kissing him passionately and stopping barely to take in oxygen. It wasn't until a vehicle passed by them, music on full blast that Jackson began to stress out. It wasn't because it bothered him really, it was purely because he knew what happened to him when he heard loud music. "Jackson, Jackson… are you alright?"

Right away Jackson buried his face in Deuce's shoulder, gripping him tightly as he put up with the plentiful feeling of nausea. He'd gotten these shooting pains all over his body and lastly came the blackout.

Deuce couldn't describe what he felt as the male he was just kissing, turned into someone completely different. Was this the other guy he'd heard the blog go on about? It certainly seemed to fit the description the blogger left. "Whoa down boy," Holt suddenly commented. "you're all up in my grill and I didn't invite you to no barbeque of mine, y'know what I'm sayin' pretty boy?"

In slight shock, Deuce removed himself politely from this… new person and helped him up off the cement. The vehicle long disappeared now, but Holt still remained. "Are you… where's… but how…?"

Holt shrugged it off, "No worries, it's just uh… you were a little close in my personal bubble space and… what not. So uh… were you trying to do the dance with no pants with the normie? I mean if so, that's cool… but I'd appreciate the uh, do not disturb sign."

Do not disturb? Please Holt, you're disturbed enough. Holt's eyes widened as he heard Jackson's comment loud and clear within his own mind. Were they able to communicate now? "Hey…" he said softly, narrowing his eyes.

Deuce blushed heavily, "I… uh, well I don't know exactly… what was going on, it just kinda happened and… should I honestly be discussing this with you?"

Holt shrugged, "Whatever you think." He couldn't contain the urge anymore; he grabbed Deuce Gorgon suddenly and planted one right on him.

Hey, oh that's nice of you. Get your own affairs, Holt. Please?

It's not a matter of my own guy, chick or affairs, I'm just… I don't know yet, I'll get back to you in a minute... DID A SNAKE JUST LICK ME? Holt shook the thoughts from his mind, letting go of Deuce. Yep, just as he'd suspected. Feelings for Deuce arising. Just perfect.

"… the point of that was… what exactly?" Deuce inquired, but felt annoyed when Holt shrugged.

"I just wanted to see if he really did like you, that's all." He waved it off, meanwhile poor Deuce was extremely intrigued as he waited to see what Holt would say next.

He made a forward gesture to continue the statement that was started, "And?"

"Well if I told you how to play, there'd be no game. Later, jockstrap." With that Holt turned around on his heel and left the Gorgon property. He smirked, contented with his findings in this encounter.

"Well next time you see Holt, can you tell him not to be such a cock tease and block at the same time?" Jackson narrowed his eyes, shutting the car door as he hopped out of the car with Heath. They were just at the nearest department store, Isaac and Skyler thought it'd be nice to treat the boys. Heath as usual was headed right for the electronics section.

"A cock tease? A cock block? Who, Holt?" He chuckled but shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah sure, I'll deliver the message."

Jackson sighed at Heath's laughter. "No I'm serious, Deuce and I… well I was going for a walk, just to get away from school for a little bit, right? I figured if I was scarce, there'd be less questioning."

Heath nodded as they walked towards the back of the store, but as he was listening it all made complete sense. "Right. And so?"

Jackson lightly sighed, "Well don't ask me how but… Deuce and I, kinda sorta ended up kissing."

"Kissing?!"

"Well making out."

"Making out?!"

Jackson gave Heath a shove, "Shut up!" He warned his fire elemental cousin who almost landed directly in the clothing rack.

A ghoul just so happened to be looking at the clothing rack when Heath landed in it. "Hey darling, how about picking me up? I'm on sale this week."

She scoffed, "Not even if you were half price off your decreased sale price this week."

"But I could even be free for you."

She rolled her eyes, "Or a free for all, period. Excuse me."

Jackson grabbed Heath and pulled him out of the clothing rack and headed further into the store. "You're really something else, Heath."

Heath shrugged it off and laughed, "C'mon Jackson, relax. But meanwhile, speaking of something else… you locked lips and motioned with the ocean of Gorgon?"

Jackson's face blushed red, "Will you be quiet for a few minutes? Shh, Heath. And well, kinda. A little. No motion of ocean… overly. We were just, making out. Outside… when all the sudden this vehicle pulls up with loud music…"

"Oh tell me no."

"I'm telling you yes – Holt just kinda… came through." He admitted, sighing but feeling a bit better once they got to the actual electronics section of the store.

"Damn, so… Holt… actually popped through." He pondered this thought for a moment, coming up with another one. "Do you know what happened or was it just a blackout like usual?"

Jackson chuckled, "I remember arguing with him, through mind link. It was pretty entertaining, but yeah. Holt ran off and I remember getting home, to your place and yeah. I haven't seen Deuce since. He hasn't messaged me or anything, I'm nervous. Do you think he's scared or something?"

Heath shook his head, "Nah, shocked maybe. But he's a monster himself. You'd think that'd bother him?"

Jackson shrugged, "I have no idea. For once I'm waiting for this damn phone to go off with a text from him, anything."

Heath raised an eyebrow, "You give a shit about Deuce? Honestly?"

Jackson blushed, "I… don't know... yet."

Heath gave a nod, "Don't worry about it Jackson, I'm just asking out of curiosity as your cousin. You don't have to answer me y'know. I would just like to… be involved in your life, y'know?"

Jackson genuinely smiled, "Thanks Heath, I want you to be and I want to be involved in your life too. But yeah, I just haven't heard from him and I'm nervous."

Heath understood where Jackson was coming from, "Oh I hear you. But don't worry, what's meant to be, will be. Just wait and see." He grinned, "Hey, I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!" Jackson just shook his head as Heath beamed about his seemingly new found poetical ability.

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