Baby I'm A Piece of Art [ JAY ]

[James Russell Rune]

Jay and James had dropped by James’ house on the way to Jay’s for James to grab some extra clothes; he was most likely not coming back until the following day. When they got to Jay’s house James went ahead and took a shower to get the hair gel that his insane sister put in his hair out. He took about five to ten minutes in there, solely just trying to get it out. Damn, what did that woman use, a whole fucking bottle? That’s what it seemed like to James. He spent about 1 minute getting changed into some boxers and a large-on-him Social Distortion tee and the other minute staring at his purity ring. He knew for damn sure it wasn’t going to be staying on his finger for much longer, it was almost safe to go ahead and toss it. He was a virgin, yes, but didn’t agree with the purity ring he wore. So the moment he was no longer one, it was going off his finger.

He left it on there because he wasn’t really sure if anything would happen tonight. All he knew was that they were getting more intimate as the days went by; the only thing stopping them was usually some interruption. But no- tonight they had booze, a house to their self, and each other. He came out of the bathroom and ran his hand through his hair, looking around for his boyfriend. “Jaaaay? Did ya get it out?” They had been talking about drinking as they had been at the dance before he even got in the shower, so he figured that Jay probably got the drinks out in the 12-13 shower minutes he took.

STATUS; finished !
TAGGED; Jaaaaay
WORDS; a million ba-jillion! nah, 285 :]
NOTES; *insert squeal here*
OUTFIT; here
MUSIC; omygawsh, none ?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
LYRICS; All-American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret

[Jay Adam Alexander]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

J

[/color] ay was fucking relieved they had ditched the dance, that was totally not his scene and he made that clear, he had only went because James had asked him to. The ride to James’ house was quick, Jay was pretty happy that James would be staying over. He liked having James around the house, hell, he just lived with Lexi anyways, and she wasn’t really a bother… sometimes. While James was in the shower, Jay just sat on the couch watching TV. He wasn’t one to get comfortable till later before bed, that’s when he just kicked everything off of him, sleeping mostly in boxers only. He wouldn’t sleep like that tonight though, not if it made James uncomfortable. He walked to the kitchen, leaving the television on JACKASS, his favorite show.

Jay had managed to get some good liquor out, he wanted James to experience real liquor, real buzz. He had a giant bottle of Bacardi and he grabbed punch out, incase James needed it to go down easier. He put the two cups out and made his own cup, mostly of Bacardi. ”Yeah, Over here, babe”, he said casually calling James over. ”I couldn’t figure out what you wanted, pure Bacardi, slight mixed, or mixed?”, he said gesturing the drinks laid out before him.

black dress , with the tights underneath,
( I GOT THE BREATH OF THE , LAST CIGARETTE ON MY TEETH )

word count , bby --* 216
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3
comments , doll --*
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[James Russell Rune]

James would normally sleep in long pajama pants--simply because they were more comfortable and sometimes his room was cold---but he had forgotten to grab them today anyway. He didn't mind though. He was in boxers and it didn't really occur to him that Jay might get uncomfortable from just that, and even Lexi didn't seem to be around right now. James walked over to where he heard Jay call from, walking up beside him and looking at the drink choices. He didn't know any of it really, he always just drank whatever was given to him at parties, rarely going out of his way to just get a drink on regular occasions. "Um... mixed." He nodded, that didn't sound too bad to him.

"Whats it mixed with?" James took his hand and pushed some of his damp hair that hung over his eye a little to the side. He leaned on the counter a few inches away from Jay making the drinks, not wanting to be too close and make him spill or something, that wouldn't be good. He watched him make the drinks, wondering how much he should drink, he knew that Bacardi was supposed to be really strong. He ended up deciding to drink until he wanted to stop, which could be either after a few minutes, or a few hours.

STATUS; finished !
TAGGED; Jaaaaay
WORDS; a million ba-jillion! nah, 285 :]
NOTES; *insert squeal here*
OUTFIT; here
MUSIC; omygawsh, none ?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
LYRICS; All-American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret

[Jay Adam Alexander]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

J

[/color] ay poured the mixture into James’ empty cup and handed it to him happily. He looked at his wet hair and chuckled, ruffling it for fun, ”Punch and Bacardi”. He grabbed his own cup and grabbed the bottle of the Bacardi in case they wanted more after. ”Grab the punch, will ya?”, he said walking over to the couch, placing the Bacardi bottle on the coffee table. The coffee table in which was doodled on and engraved onvisouly with some sort of sharp object, Lexi and Jay often got bored and just… destroyed things. In Jay’s room there was even random drawings on the walls, yeah, he was pretty delinquent-like, but he was sure James didn’t mind too much. He could have walked away weeks ago.

But no, here they were, dating for almost over a month, and he was completely happy. He got comfortable on the couch and sipped his drink as he waited for James to join him. His mixture was perfect, he loved more alcohol than the punch, it was just how grew accustomed to it. He really hoped Lexi wouldn’t be home anytime soon, hopefully she found someone at the dance that will keep her… occupied.

black dress , with the tights underneath,
( I GOT THE BREATH OF THE , LAST CIGARETTE ON MY TEETH )

word count , bby --* 200
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3
comments , doll --*
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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[James Russell Rune]

“Ooh,” James went to nod but stopped so his hair could be ruffled, he smiled as it was. His hair had a natural curl when it was wet and not straightened. He took a hold of the punch with his free hand and carried it over to the coffee table, putting it next to where Jay put the Bacardi. Once it was down he sat close to Jay on the couch, taking a slow sip of his drink. He wasn’t used to it but he would get used to it after a while, hopefully. He didn’t not like it, it was just a little strong, again something to get used to. He took another sip, then another, leaving some time between the third and fourth sips to look over at Jay. “I like it.” He told him and hardly let the last syllable in it come out before putting the cup back against his lips and drinking again. He was a fast drinker, this was just a little slower than how he consumed soda, because it was… duh, Bacardi.

STATUS; finished !
TAGGED; Jaaaaay
WORDS; a million ba-jillion! nah, 285 :]
NOTES; *insert squeal here*
OUTFIT; here
MUSIC; omygawsh, none ?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
LYRICS; All-American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret

[Jay Adam Alexander]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

J

[/color] ay put an around James, it was a force of habit now. He was on his second cup already by the end of the next episode, he was starting to wonder what kind of drunk James was going to be. He prayed to got not an emo one, those were the worst. Jay was a chill drunk, he just sat back and relaxed, enjoying his buzz in thought and surrounding. He looked over at James and smiled, ”Good, it’s my favorite…if you ever feel sick just tell me”, he nodded, even though James knew exactly where the bathroom was, Jay just wanted to be the one to ‘save’ him.

black dress , with the tights underneath,
( I GOT THE BREATH OF THE , LAST CIGARETTE ON MY TEETH )

word count , bby --* 109
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3
comments , doll --*
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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[James Russell Rune]

Like Jay’s force of habit to put his arm around James, James would almost immediately lean on him, that being his habit. “I will,” He told him and gave him a little smile, if he felt bad, he’d probably just say it anyway. That was just how he worked both drunken and sober. –three to four cups later- James hadn’t moved an inch from his spot next to Jay, and if it were possible, he would be sitting closer. He took his hand and gave a little tug on Jay’s belt loop, “I don’t like your pants. I don’t think you, should wear them anymore. Buuuutt I dddooo think ya should take them offfff” He slurred and gave Jay a weird smile like expression. Nothing against his pants, James thought Jay could make any clothes look good, but right now didn’t like being the only one in boxers. What kind of drunk was he? He was a mix of chill and horny. Not too horny, he can control himself {somewhat} but hasn’t successfully gotten a large buzz and kept his clothes on in a very long time. Most of the time, the other person would be conned into not having theirs on either, depending on the situation.

STATUS; finished !
TAGGED; Jaaaaay
WORDS; a million ba-jillion! nah, 285 :]
NOTES; *insert squeal here*
OUTFIT; here
MUSIC; omygawsh, none ?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
LYRICS; All-American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret

[Jay Adam Alexander]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

J

[/color] ay was on his fourth cup too, a little left in the cup when he felt a tug at his pants. He looked at James and smiled a little, chuckling at the scene before him. He put his cup down and turned a little towards James, he could tell he was already at a good buzz from the goofy look on his face. ”Fiiiinee, if you want me to strip, I’ll strip. All you had to do was ask, babe”, he said in a chill tone standing up, retrieving his arm from around James’ shoulders. He stood and quickly undid his belt and pushed his pants down, revealing his black and white boxers, they were perfect for Jay too. He kicked his jeans to the side, not feeling any cold air, because the buzz he had been feeling pretty much warmed his body up.

He sat back down beside James, ”Happy?”, he had no problem with removing his pants, James’ had seem him in boxers and a shirt before. Hell, James’ had seen him in just boxers before, it never went further than that. Jay would never pressure him into sex either, even though he secretly wanted it to go that far, but he cared about James to much to fuck it up. Plus, James’ purity ring sort of scared him, he really did hope it wasn’t a whole wait till marriage thing.

black dress , with the tights underneath,
( I GOT THE BREATH OF THE , LAST CIGARETTE ON MY TEETH )

word count , bby --* 233
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3
comments , doll --*
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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[James Russell Rune]

“Yus, much happiness…” James’ goofy little smile transformed into a grin, he used a not-set accent, just a funny way of talking that he did. James almost always showed his boxers, whether his pants were off or he was just sagging unintentionally. He was on his fifth cup now, sipping in between looking at the TV and Jay. There was something else on his mind too though. Every so often between looking at his boyfriend and the television, he would look somewhere else too; the finger that held two rings. He never discussed them with people, each for different reasons. The bottom one was one his mother gave him a few months before she died, enough said. The one on top of that one was a purity ring that he didn’t even believe in and strangely stayed on his finger for, what, years now?

Yes, James does still have his V card, but the purity ring didn’t mean shit to him and was certainly not the thing keeping him from getting in the bed. What was then? He didn’t know, but figured that he just didn’t want to have sex with just anybody, and Jay was not just anybody. He set the drink down and used the other hand to take the ring off. He had a bit of a trouble getting it off at first because it had just been so long, but he eventually got it off and set it gently on the table. He didn’t know how to say anything—hell, he wasn’t even thinking very straight at all, hello, young man on a buzz here—but he was aware enough to know that he meant to do it. Maybe taking it off would send some sort of message? Actions were just so much easier to express.

STATUS; finished !
TAGGED; Jaaaaay
WORDS; 300
NOTES; *insert squeal here*
OUTFIT; here
MUSIC; omygawsh, none ?!
CREDIT; JAX @ CAUTION 2.0
LYRICS; All-American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret

[Jay Adam Alexander]

shush girl, shut your lips ,
( DO THE HELLEN KELLER & TALK WITH YO HIPS )

J

[/color] ay sat in his seat, still snuggled close to James. Normally he’d make a move already, even if they weren’t drinking, Jay usually kissed James every so often. He hated when his lips were apart from James’ for too long, it was almost like he didn’t want James’ lips to forget what his tasted like. He was afraid though, he was buzzed and if he made a move to kiss James now, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from going any further. He’d only rile himself up for a letdown, so he contained himself in his seat finishing the cup in his hand and placing the empty cup on the coffee table.

Jay was trying so hard to hold himself back right now, the buzz was not helping at all either. He tried to keep his eyes on the tv, knowing that if he looked at James, he’d only be tempted to jump his bones. Before he knew it James was taking off his purity ring, Jay’s eyes widened, was this serious? Jay stared at the ring, making sure it was the purity one, and looked at James. Jay took one of James’ hands and laced his fingers with his, looking over at him with a smile on his face. He placed his free hand on James’ cheek and just kissed him square on the lips.

black dress , with the tights underneath,
( I GOT THE BREATH OF THE , LAST CIGARETTE ON MY TEETH )

word count , bby --* 227
lyrics , darling --* don't trust me , by 3OH!3
comments , doll --*
wake up , the credits are rolling --* abbie.doll of caution 2.0 made this!
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