A/N: Sorry this one took so long to churn out. I am now an official resident of Maryland and i took me forever to get everything unpacked. -_-'
StoicCrying: Yes. Yes it was Silent Hill. :D I have such an obsession with the game series/movie.
Dark Angel's Blue Fire: It's alright. I'm the only person in my family that likes horror movies. I discovered that my new cable company has a free horror movie on demand channel and I flipped out. XD
CoverGirlxx: I tried to keep Chase in character and that sentence just seemed to fit.
bloOd StaiNed Rose: I'm glad you liked the pairing. It was something that I hadn't done since it was requested and I really liked the idea of Chase tormenting someone with a horror movie, and Tyler was the only loigical choice, lol.
raven2547: Not The Mummy. Silent Hill. But nice guess. :D
beginningxofxthexend: -sifts through pages of reviews. Clears throat- Well, I'm, uh, I'm glad you liked the collection so far. As for the poems... I wrote poetry before I wrote stories, so making those work was easy enough. And all the angsty fics were written during a time when I was very angsty. (One of my friends enlisted in the Army, my other friend enlisted in the Navy, and two of my "brothers" went to college on a military scholarship, meaning they're not far behind on heading off to some God-forsaken country) For the ReidxChase pairing, my idea was to make you wonder what the two rebels of the group would do together, ;) The chapter where everyone was prego was somethng I decided to do for no apparent reason. I just sat down on my bed sometime during the Witching Hours (that's usually when I tend to write, lol) and I was like, "Dude. Everyone needs to have a baby." XD And as for your aversion to het... I never meant to give you an odd image about me and my ex-Koi. But the question people ask me the most (especially my friends that read this crap) is always "Where the fuck did you come up with that?" So when there's a definite place where it came from, I just like to give a little heads-up on that. The whole "God vs. Satan plus the Middle Men" was an idea I nicked from the movie "Dogma". It's a commedy with Jay, Silent Bob, Matt Damon and Ben Afflec. It kinda pokes fun at the Chatholic theology, but it's all in good fun. Whew! I haven't had a review marathon like that since Marcus reviewed last! Thanks for your feedback!
Black dress with the tights underneath
I've got the breath of a last cigarette on my teeth.
He's an actor, but he ain't got no need.
He's got money from his parents in a trust fund back east.
He was certainly something to look at. Clearly flaunting everything he knew he had going for him. He could have passed for a girl, if he tried a little harder. As it stood, he was just highlighting every feminine feature he had, his narrow waist, nice hips, come-hither eyes outlined with a bit of dark eyeliner... He gave me a once-over with those eyes before throwing a smirk my way and turning his attention to someone else. He's sitting on the guy's lap, but it's hard to tell if he's trying to make me jealous or genuinely involved with that wanna-be Ken doll... He sends another look my way and it's now obvious that the little prick, sweet Mr. Simms, is trying to make me jealous. So I do the only thing that seems logical. I grabbed the first passing girl, a petite little thing with hair the color of copper and eyes a baby blue. Her lips tasted like vodka. Tyler looked hurt and disappointed. Prima Donnas can't always get what they want. I just return that smirk he sent me earlier.
T-t-tongues always pressed to your cheeks
While my tongue is on the back of some other girl's teeth.
Tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef,
That I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fuckin' scared of him.
Tyler's friend sent me a dark look and I blew him a kiss, walking out of the little gathering area and into the cool night air. I lit another cigarette and took a long drag. There was a commotion coming from inside and it seemed the main event was about to start. I sighed and walked back into the club. I held out my hands and smelled the sharp marker reek as the bouncer scrawled on the backs of them. I nodded at him and continued in. I flicked what was left f my cigarette into some dark corner and made my way to the men's restroom. I pulled an alcohol pad from my pocket, the kind they use in doctors offices, and swiped them quickly across my hands, smirking to myself at my own ingenuity. I pushed by someone as they were entering the bathroom and I was on my way out. There was a band playing and their lead singer was very attractive.
He wants to touch me woah-oh
He wants to love me woah-oh
He'll never leave me woah-oh, woah-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho, never a trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho, 'cos the ho won't trust me.
He walks around like he's hot shit. Like he knows what he does to everyone. Some part of me wishes he'd piss off and leave humanity alone. The rest of me knows that if I were to show up to one of these concerts and Reid weren't here, it would be like the end of the world. Maybe I was taking it too far with Alastair, but I didn't kiss him like Reid kissed that girl.
"I can't believe I'm getting jealous over her! She was just some drunken tramp and a way for Reid to get under my skin. Bastard knows just what buttons to push. I wonder if that applies to more than just pissing me off... No! No thinking like that!" I growled at my reflection. I smudged up my eyeliner a touch and opened the door to the bathroom, a wall of music crashing over me.
And there he was, trading a coy smirk with the singer of that band. Reid Garwin, bagging another singer for his collection. He always did go for the pretty boys... I shook it off and got lost in the music.
X's on the back of your hands.
Washed off in the bathroom to drink like the bands.
And the set-list you stole from the stage
Has red and purple lipstick all over the page.
I managed to bump into him while everyone was thrashing around. He smiled down at me and he had that familiar glassy look in his eyes. He'd had at least a few to drink. I knew what he was doing when I walked into the bathroom. There was no mistaking what he was doing. What he'd been doing at least since he showed up in California a year ago. A few days after I did. I smiled back up at him and shoved through the crowd, trying to put some distance between us. But I didn't mistake the security guy slipping Reid that hotel room key with a nod towards the shaggy-haired bastard that was coming back on stage with his band for an encore.
Reid looked over at me and I turned away, headed back to the bathroom where it was quieter.
B-b-bruises cover your arms.
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm.
And the best is, no one knows who you are,
Just another boy alone at the bar.
The concert was over and the groupies were being herded back to the holding cell with the band. Everyone sensible was leaving. Except for him. Except for Reid. He was sitting at the bar when I walked up. I sat down next to him and asked for a Coke.
"Shouldn't you be back there fucking Yuri's brains out?" I asked sarcastically.
"Any guy who would give in that easily is probably diseased." Reid sighed. I was surprised to note that is words weren't slurred.
"That's not nice."
"Neither am I."
"I'm sure you are." I smiled at him.
He laughed and the lights in the club came up a little brighter as the cleaning crew got to work. I looked him over and saw scrapes and bruises on his arms and sighed. That's what happened when you spent the whole concert in the Pit. I looked him over again and when my eyes made it back to his face, I realized he was watching me.
"Why don't you come back to my place so I can fix you up?" I suggested coyly.
Reid raised an eyebrow and downed the last of whatever was in that glass of his before gesturing for me to lead the way. I smiled and took his hand.
He wants to touch me, woah-oh.
He wants to love me, woah-oh.
He'll never leave me woah-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho, never trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho, 'cos the ho won't trust me.
His skin was every bit as soft as you might think. Flawless. Smooth. Perfect. And that was just his hand. I followed him outside, out to his car. He pushed me into the passenger seat and started the car before I could remember that my car was parked out there somewhere. I decided to not say anything and just go with it. To be honest, I was a little scared that saying anything at this point would snap him out of whatever funk he was in that was making him act this way. I could blame it on sexual frustration or a driving need to get laid all I want, but that doesn't change the fact that I know he's the reason I made my way to the west coast, the reason I left everything. Because Baby Boy left. Because he got the hell out of Dodge before I could tell him that I loved him. Because I wasn't ballsy enough to face the possibility of rejection.
His apartment was smaller tha what I expected it to be. I half expected him to have some huge mansion all to himself. Not a moderately-sized flat. Though his bed was anything but moderately-sized. He leaned against one of the bedposts and stared at me as I gawked in the doorway.
"You gonna come over here or just stand there all night?" He asked me.
The most beautiful thing I've ever seen was Tyler laying flat on his back, arms tied above him, panting my name.
Shush boy, shut your lips.
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said shush boy, shut your lips.
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said shush boy, shut your lips.
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips.
Tyler moaned softly and arched his back. Reid's skin was glowing a faint gold in the dim lamplight thrown across the bedroom. The blonde's rhythm was steady and sheer ecstasy.
"Reid." Tyler whispered.
Reid kissed Tyler's soft lips and pushed deeper into Tyler.
"Oh, God!" Tyler yelled.
Reid violently kissed Tyler. "You talk too fucking much." He growled.
Tyler pouted up at Reid and the blond smirked down at him. Tyler screamed wordlessly and Reid sighed softly. Reid watched the little star gasp and moan under him, his skin shimmering with a thin sheen of sweat. He tugged at the ropes around his wrists, burning to feel Reid's skin under his fingers. Reid's tongue trailed down Tyler's jaw, across his throat, down his chest. Tyler let out a low, keening moan and Red responded with a moan of his own. Tyler struggled for air. His moans were getting in the way of his oxygen supply. Reid took that as a good sign and kept going.
He wants to touch me, woah-oh.
He wants to love me, woah-oh.
He'll never leave me, woah-oh, woah-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho, never trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho, 'cause the ho won't trust me.
Tyler's low moans were soon turning to screams and yells. He was yelling Reid's name and the blond hoped the walls to the apartment were thick enough to protect the virgin ears of any of Baby Boy's neighbors. Reid marveled at the smooth skin beneath him, running his hands across Tyler's pale chest and abdomen. He was beginning to moan right along with Tyler, finding his own breathing painfully shortened.
"R-Reid... Oh God, Reid..." Tyler gasped.
Reid kissed down Tyler's neck and moaned against the boy's fiery hot skin. Tyler's back arched again and Reid knew that Tyler was going to hit the point of no return. He smirked down at the brunette and gently kissed his lips.
He wants to touch me, woah-oh.
He wants to love me, woah-oh.
He'll never leave me, woah-oh, woah-oh, oh, oh.
Don't trust a ho, never trust a ho.
Won't trust a ho, 'cause the ho won't trust me.
Tyler woke up with Reid's arms around him. He was sore and his wrists were rubbed raw from thos damn ropes. There were multiple hickeys on his neck, chest... He stretched gently and felt Reid's grip on his waist tighten. He was pulled closer to Reid's chest and he giggled a little.
"Something funny?" Reid asked sleepily.
"You're treating me like a teddy bear." Tyler smiled.
"So? I think I earned that privledge after everything I did for you last night." Reid smirked.
Tyler blushed ad swatted at him. Reid chuckled and buried his face in the crook of Tyler's neck.
"Stop moving so I can get some sleep." Reid murmured.
"Why do you need sleep?" Tyler asked.
"Because out of the five times we had sex last night, I was the only one doing any work."
"Because you left me tied to the bed."
"I couldn't trust you to not try and slip away." Reid smirked.
Tyler laughed.