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randomweavingFic: Changeling
Characters: John Dorian/Perry Cox
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Chapter Rating: NC-17
Description: This is a wildly AU story with fantastical elements based on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thuri's Nano writing project. It begins late in season three, before Carla and Turk's wedding, and from there follows the characters as they face the Change, a strange, magical phenomenon that is turning ordinary humans into half-human creatures from fantasy.
Chapter listings: Contents Post
Author's Notes: It's sheer force of coincidence that this chapter happened to fall on Valentine's Day, but it worked out pretty well, I think. :)
Warning: Observe the chapter rating
Perry's preoccupation persisted throughout the next day, but JD left him to it, trying not to worry. And the claims of jealousy were definitely supported; despite himself, JD was pulled into conversation with the other three more than once, losing himself in what they'd been doing, since he'd first disappeared.
He tried to pull Perry into the group, but the others were obviously a little reticent, and Perry was reluctant, so eventually he gave up. The day passed in a blur of teasing, conversation, and gossip, speculating on the Changes of the few they knew who'd been calling in sick, and just spending time together. They'd not gone back to the field, but they had done a little bit of walking outside, and Elliot had taken care of her excess energy by running laps around the house, leaving JD to wonder how exactly she hadn't gone insane, being trapped inside their tiny apartment for so long.
They'd all had a large supper together, Perry joining them, and JD felt warmed, if exhausted, by the end of the day. He and Elliot sat talking long after Turk and Carla had gone to bed--though JD knew from long experience with their exchanged glances that they probably wouldn't be sleeping for some time.
"I missed you, JD," Elliot was saying, toying with her wine glass. She'd already drunk nearly twice what she normally did, but JD supposed with her bulk now it took that much to get the same effect. He shrugged to himself, watching the fire strike burgundy sparks in the liquid swirling through the crystal glass. "You were just gone, and I felt like I'd lost my best friend..."
"I'm sorry," JD replied, just as softly. They were alone in the living room, Perry having retired shortly after dinner; snow was swirling down outside, soft jazz music was playing in the background, and they'd both had a good deal of wine. He had to smile to himself. A few months ago...he would've taken all this for a sign and tried to seduce her, show her Sean wasn't the one for her...and now he was only hoping Perry would still be awake when he went upstairs. "I'd like to say there was a good reason, but...I just panicked."
She smiled softly. "And you needed somewhere better to hide than a supply closet. I understand. But I still missed you. I'm glad you went to Dr. Cox, though...And I still can't quite believe you two are together. But it makes so much sense, seeing you now. You look happy. You look..." She trailed off, blushing. "Never mind."
"No," JD replied, reaching over to tip her chin up. "What? Tell me."
She took a sip of wine, but nodded finally. "Okay. When he looks at you, kisses you...You get this look on your face, in your eyes, that I always wished I could put there, when we were together. And I never did. No one I've seen you with before has managed it. But when we got here and he kissed you...You lit up from the inside. You're so right together, JD. It's beautiful."
JD blushed deeply, looking down into his glass. But he was smiling, too. "I love him," he said simply.
"I know. And he looks at you the same way." Elliot sighed, suddenly, setting her glass down. "I hope Sean's okay..."
"I'm sure he is," JD replied, taking her hand and squeezing it softly. "New Zealand's a long way away...he's probably just having trouble contacting you. But I'm sure he's fine. He's young and strong, and really sensitive, with all the animals...And he's really good for you, Elliot. I'm sorry I haven't said so before."
She hugged him tightly, and cried a little, but she was smiling again when JD left her a bit later, looking pale and strong and beautiful again. He knew he still loved her, but he was grateful she'd once again taken her proper place in his heart.
And the moment he opened the door and saw Perry reading in bed, his face lit up, just as Elliot had said it did. "Hey. Waiting up for me?"
Perry smiled ruefully. "Well, I've read this paragraph about fifteen times now, so that'd be a yes," he said, tossing the book aside without even bothering to mark his place. He looked up at JD, eyes traveling over him in a way that was at once possessive and tender. "So. What all did the Fantastic Four have to talk about for so many hours?"
JD groaned, kicking his shoes off and dropping his jeans, crawling up onto the bed in just boxers and his loose, long-sleeved t-shirt. "Everything anyone's said in the past month, apparently. I love them, and I've missed them, but...I'm glad I get to come in here and be with you." He kissed Perry softly, before laying his head on the other man's shoulder. "Oh, and Elliot's worried about Sean...she needed to cry a little, after Turk and Carla went to bed. I got yelled at a lot, too," he added ruefully.
Perry lifted his eyebrow, looking down at the top of JD's head. "With good reason," he reminded him.
"Mm. Shh. You're supposed to be on my side, remember?" JD sighed, snuggling closer until he lay half atop the older man.
Perry shrugged. "Still," he reasoned, "can't argue they've got your best interests at heart."
JD nuzzled into Perry's neck, pressing soft kisses along an invisible line from ear to clavicle and back. "Mmhmm..." He was obviously less than interested in his friends, at that moment. As the slow press of his hips confirmed, a moment later.
Perry swallowed, but, feeling slightly impish, he ignored the kisses as best he could. After all, JD'd made him wait all day--why should he give in to him right away? "So. What did they have to say about the hospital?"
JD growled softly, sinking his teeth into Perry's neck for a moment before pulling back. "Things are moderately crazy, apparently," he replied. "Someone new doesn't show up almost every day. Sometimes they call in, sometimes they don't. My treatment for rejection is working. And Kelso's still running things from his office, but no one's seen him for a few days. Now, let's talk about getting you naked, why don't we?"
"I... yeah," Perry said, but he was distracted by the way JD was licking up and down his neck, pausing to suckle at patches of skin that were particularly sensitive. The young man had crawled up to sit astride his hips, a warm, mouth-watering weight settled atop him, rocking gently. "So," he said casually, bringing his hands up to stroke JD's thighs, slipping under the hems of the boxers. "Did you have anything in particular in mind, in this 'naked Perry plan' of yours?"
"Mmm, yes," JD replied. "I did." He shrugged his own shirt off, thought it got caught on one wing, and he had to shake it free, rather ruining the seductive mood he'd been hoping for.
Perry chuckled, stroking the top of JD's thigh with his thumb. "You're so damned cute," he murmured.
JD grinned, leaning down to kiss him again, nipping his lower lip. "Glad you think it's cute," he replied, pulling away again and pushing the covers back, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of Perry's boxers before tugging them down and off, his own following. "I was thinking, earlier," he murmured, sliding down until he hovered over Perry's arousal, "that there's something I haven't done for you yet..."
And he'd wanted to talk to someone he at least knew had given a blowjob or two, before trying it on his own. Not that it had been easy to get Elliot to talk...Carla had been much more informative, when he'd gotten the courage to ask as the two of them were making dinner together. Not that he planned to use all her techniques...but it was nice to know that many actually existed. In a way. And Turk had certainly never complained...
Perry's eyes widened impossibly. "JD...are you s--I mean, you don't have to..." The part of his brain that had responded instantly and favorably to JD's offer shrieked at him to shut up. Lord, and he'd thought JD was crazy, before, for turning down Perry's offer? Here he was doing the same thing!
Still, the calmer, more rational side of him knew this was a pretty powerfully intimate act, and despite everything they'd already done, Perry felt an odd protectiveness rising within him. If JD truly wanted this, then by God, Perry would not complain--he was still a man, after all--but if there was even an instant's hesitation, well--there were plenty of other things they could do that would easily satisfy them both. And he wanted to be sure.
JD crawled forward, leaning down and kissing him deeply, before pulling back again with a smile. "I'm sure, Perry," he said softly. "I...I want to taste you."
"Oh." Perry swallowed again, the images JD's words brought screaming to his mind making his heart pick up speed. "Well, then... what are you waiting for?" He was going for coy, but he knew he hadn't even come close; his voice was rough with desire, and his eyebrows were in real danger of getting lost in his hair.
"Nothing, now," JD replied, kissing him again before pulling back, lips and tongue marking an invisible trail over the skin of Perry's chest and abs, peppered along its journey by soft bites and sudden hard nips. And finally he reached his destination, pulling back and licking his lips, eyes dark as he looked up at his lover. "Hullo..." he murmured. His tongue flickered out, teasing at the head, gathering and tasting the fluid there.
Perry drew in a sharp breath, head arching back, jaw dropping; his fingers curled into the sheets, clutching desperately. "Tease," he accused, panting. God--he'd gotten blowjobs before, but none of them had ever made him react like this. Every nerve was on fire, ever touch was both an unbearable torture and an indescribable pleasure. And he'd just started. Perry knew he might not survive this, but he also knew he might very well die if JD stopped. "Oh."
JD grinned at Perry's reaction and licked him in earnest, his hand curling loosely around the base to hold him steady. He licked his way down, then up again, then back down once more before finally taking Perry into his mouth, carefully covering his teeth. His tongue rippled along the length of his lover's erection as he drew it deep, suckling hard. He would've lost himself in his task, but he was unable to resist looking up, watching Perry's face, soaking in his every reaction and absorbing it, giving him confidence.
Perry was moaning, small, gasping sounds he was helpless to stop. He propped himself on his elbows, watching as JD's mouth--God, those lips--encircled him, sliding down slowly, torturously, then dragging back up to the very tip before plunging down again. The younger man's eyes flickered up again, meeting his, and Perry could read the amusement in his expression.
"You think you're...so good, do you?" he managed, chest heaving as he fought to draw enough breath to speak.
JD couldn't help giggling slightly around his mouthful, but didn't answer in words. Instead, he slid Perry in as deeply as he could take him, tightening his mouth around the other man's cock, swallowing against the press of the head. Perry's helpless reaction to the sudden motion was everything he could've hoped for, even if the sudden arch of the other man's hips did nearly choke him. He pulled back, but the urge to cough disappeared as quickly as it had occurred, and he slid down again, thumbs pressing in on either side of Perry's cock, right at the junction of his thighs. He had to admit, being with a man made some things much easier...he had a good idea of what spots were likely to drive Perry wild.
"S...Sor...nnngh!" The apology for nearly choking his lover died on Perry's lips as JD slid down once more; Perry tried desperately to hold onto his tenuous control over a body that wanted to buck and writhe under that wickedly clever mouth. God, where had JD learned to do this...? The younger man's mouth was hot and slick, his tongue deft and skilled, touching Perry exactly where he needed it exactly when he needed it, and it was all the older man could do not to grab JD's head between his hands and arch up into him.
He clutched the sheets instead, knuckles white, tossing his head back and forth as his chest heaved and he tried not to shout. Oh, fuck...
JD glanced up at him again, recognizing the signs...Perry was close. Good. He wanted to throw him over the edge, feel him finish, taste him. He took a deep breath through his nose and carefully relaxed his throat, sliding down again and once more swallowing around his mouthful as his thumbs again pressed in hard, tongue moving and swirling and rippling.
Perry suddenly released the sheets, making a small, desperate noise in his throat, and tapped at JD's hand urgently. "JD, I'm--I'm going to..." A blowjob was one thing, but Perry wasn't sure JD would want him to actually finish while he was still deep in his throat.
JD's only answer was to pull back slightly, tongue flicking right across the head of Perry's cock as it still rested in his mouth. And to start humming. The Jeopardy countdown, actually, but he didn't think Perry was going to take another thirty seconds...and he was right.
Perry arched strongly, the knowledge that JD intended to take him, to keep him, sending him careening to a finish; his climax exploded from him, making his whole body tense up as wave upon wave of pleasure so intense it was nearly pain ripped through him. JD kept him deep, swallowing, prolonging the sensations until Perry was certain he could not survive it any longer. Then he collapsed, utterly limp and sated, back into sheets damp with sweat, drawing ragged breath after ragged breath as he tried to slow his pounding heart.
JD drew back, braced over him, wings half unfurled; as Perry stared, incredulous, JD licked his lips slowly and grinned.
Suddenly, Perry started laughing, a deep, genuine sound that welled from within him. He held out his arms, still chuckling. "Get up here," he commanded.
JD giggled and obeyed, wriggling a little as he snuggled into Perry's embrace. He wanted to kiss him, but wasn't sure how Perry'd feel about tasting himself in JD's mouth, so didn't, just pressed close and tried to ignore the ache in his own cock. "I think you liked that," he said, unable to stop grinning. Changes, wings, the world in uproar...none of it mattered at all, right now, when he was finally and firmly where he'd wanted to be for so long.
"You were always good at diagnostics," Perry replied, grabbing JD's head between his hands and dragging him in for a kiss. The salty musk that met his tongue startled him a little, but he didn't pull back; instead, he deepened the kiss, using the long strokes of his tongue he knew JD loved, until the young man was moaning.
Only then did he release him, gazing into eyes glazed with lust, smirking at the sight of JD's bruised, swollen lips. "Take me," he commanded in a soft voice, eyes gentle as he drew his fingers through JD's hair. "Now."
"Fuck, yes..." JD groaned, hips jerking down hard against Perry's at his command. He kissed the other man again first, hard and thorough, before pulling himself up to grab the lube Turk had so thoughtfully packed from the bedside table, trying to ignore his nervousness. Which was actually fairly easy, considering the demands of his body. His cock didn't care that he hadn't done this before, it knew exactly where it wanted to be.
Perry's smirk grew; he rolled onto his stomach, head resting on his folded arms, and glanced at JD over his shoulder. "This what you wanted, Newbie?" he murmured, wagging his ass. "You've been chasing it for how long?"
JD didn't even think, he just reached out and slapped the wriggling rump. "Yes. And three years, give or take. Now hold still."
"Oooh," Perry teased, though internally he shivered; a commanding JD was most definitely an arousing thing. I enjoy being submissive? Who knew? "Was I bad, Newbie?" He stuck his lip out, pouting.
"Consistently," JD replied in the same dry tone as before, managing to hide a grin. He trailed his fingers over Perry's ass, letting them slip along the crack, just softly at first, the pad of one pressing against the puckered hole there for a moment. He shivered, almost unable to believe this could really be happening--that Perry Cox would let him do this. "And if you keep it up, then maybe I won't fuck you through the mattress," he said, going for haughty as he removed his hand.
"Oh, you won't, won't you?" Perry purred, lifting himself up to his knees and pressing himself backwards; he could feel JD's cock brush hard against him for a moment. "Something tells me otherwise," he said, settling back down to the mattress again.
JD couldn't stop the way his hips stutter-jerked forward, or the sharp intake of breath when his cock touched Perry's skin for too brief a moment. "Jesus..." He pulled himself back, and slapped Perry's ass again for good measure, trying not to pant obviously.
"Yeah, thought as much," Perry said smugly. He squirmed, waving his ass at JD again and resting his head casually on his hand. "Well?" he said. "What are you waiting for?"
JD growled softly, but didn't say anything. In truth, he was enjoying himself quite a bit, but didn't think he should say so, just in case Perry decided to be contrary. Instead, he merely grinned to himself and leaned down, spreading Perry with his hands and running the flat of his tongue across Perry's entrance. And then again, before changing to sharp, pointed licks.
Perry hissed, his cock twitching where it lay between his belly and the mattress. "Kinky, Newbie," he said, surprised, but not at all unpleasantly so. It felt better than it had any right to, and Perry suddenly understood why this act was popular enough to have been given a name.
"Dude, you have no idea," JD replied, though he really wasn't sure there was much more he'd do that would be considered actually kinky. But at least this seemed to have shut Perry up for the moment. He returned to his work, slicking the fingers of his right hand as his tongue stabbed deeper. One finger slipped in, and he made a face at the slightly metallic taste of the lube, pulling back to let his fingers take over, slipping one in to the second joint.
Perry swallowed, concentrating on relaxing. The feel of JD's fingers sliding into him was strange, but not as unpleasant as he'd feared. He focused instead on how this would feel to JD, and a smile slipped onto his face. He knew JD would love this, and the thought of bringing him that much pleasure was definitely a pleasant one. He sighed, muscles yielding as JD's second finger slipped in, his half-formed wings twitching involuntarily. "Come on, Newbie," he murmured, only half teasing this time. "Hurry it up, will ya? Haven't got all night..."
JD rolled his eyes and curled his fingers, grinning when Perry let out a strangled gasp and clenched down around him. "Yes, we do, actually. And if I want to take that long, I will. So hah," he added, pressing in against that spot again for good measure.
Perry shifted suddenly, moving to his knees and twisting around to grasp JD's erection in his hand. "Will you?" he whispered, squeezing slowly. "Somehow I doubt that."
"Jesus fuck..." JD groaned, trying to keep himself under control, wondering who exactly was topping whom here. "If you keep that up, then no...I won't even get in you."
Perry stroked him one last time, torturously tight and slow, then released him. "Well," he said softly. "We can't have that." He turned back around, leaning forward until he was braced on his hands and knees, then looked over his shoulder. "Your move, Birdboy."
"Suppose I should be glad you're not calling me Polly." JD shook his head, returning to stretching Perry, but faster now. For his own sake as much as the other man's. "Or Birdbrain, for that matter..."
"Don't give me any ideas, Angel," Perry retorted, then blushed when he realized that particular endearment was more sappy than insulting.
JD grinned softly, leaning over to press a kiss against Perry's back. "Don't think I mind that one," he murmured against sweat-dampened skin. He twisted his fingers one last time. "You ready?"
"And waiting," Perry said roughly, gasping at the twist of the fingers within him.
"Mmm...good." JD pulled back, pushing down his own nervousness, and slowly positioned himself behind his lover, guiding his cock into place and pressing forward. "Holy shit..." His breath caught in his throat as he breached the first impossibly tight ring of muscle and somehow held himself still. "Okay?"
Perry had dropped his head down between his arms, panting as the unusual sensations rocked him and forced himself to relax again. "Yeah," he said after a moment. "Keep going."
Moaning in relief, JD pressed forward, eyes rolling back and falling shut as he finally sheathed himself completely. Holy fuck, but this was incredible...so much more than anything he'd imagined it would be, and yet still really real. It was him, and Perry, not some sort of fantasy.
And again, he wasn't imagining anything else, either. Just this...this held his whole attention. "Oh, God...feels amazing..." he breathed, head tipped back as he held himself still for a moment, adjusting. Shit, he might not have to move much after all...he could probably finish just like this, just held in Perry...
"It does, does it?" Perry murmured, a small groan escaping as JD finally pulled back a little and thrust forward again.
"Oh, fuck, yeah..." JD choked, then fell silent, settling into a rhythm, hands holding on to Perry's hips as he pressed in over and over and over...
Perry raised one hand to JD's, which gripped his hip, and laced their fingers together. "Don't hold back," he murmured, knowing the younger man was; his thrusts were short and fast, but somewhat restrained. "Let go--you won't hurt me."
JD opened his mouth to ask if Perry was sure, but closed it again, when the older man met one of his thrusts more solidly than before, and the impact shot through him. He forgot his caution, then, his hips jerking forward, meeting Perry's with a sharp smack of flesh on flesh. He barely held back a cry, and surged forward again, and again, the sounds echoing through the room. But what the fuck, not like the others didn't know what they got up to, right?
"Good," Perry panted, eyes closing around the sensations that were shooting through his spine to burn deep in his belly. "That's good..." He smiled as he felt the thrusts growing more urgent and jerky. "Come for me, JD," he whispered. "Come on. Let it go."
"M'fucking trying to," JD managed, eyes squeezing shut, his rhythm breaking as his thrusts turned faster, less controlled. Sweat had sprung out all over his body, and his wings were raising a cool breeze, beating in time to the movements of his hips, driving him deeper as prickles of heat ran up the backs of his legs, down his spine, centering and exploding out from his groin with one last long, deep thrust. He groaned, deeply, spasming and spilling into Perry.
Perry groaned in return, feeling him let go; he tightened himself around JD, squeezing him and drawing him deeper still. JD whimpered and spurted again, then collapsed heavily over the older man's back, head resting on his shoulder blades between the base of the soft wing buds.
Perry bore his weight steadily, feeling JD's body trembling weakly with the aftermath of his orgasm. For several long moments they remained that way, JD too drained to move. But finally, Perry broke the silence with a soft chuckle. "So much for taking all night, huh Newbie?" he murmured, squeezing JD's fingers, which were still laced in his own.
"Fuck you," JD murmured, squeezing back. "Oops, guess I already did..."
"Damn right," Perry replied, grin broadening. He sat back carefully, JD still leaning heavily against him, and slowly pulled back. JD hissed as his cock slid free, supporting himself on his own only for as long as it took Perry to turn to face him and open his arms.
JD didn't quite fall into them, but it was a close thing. He slumped forward, pressed close, a silly grin he couldn't seem to get rid of on his face. "That was...yeah." He let out a long sigh, stretching and then curling close again with a yawn. "Almost worth barely seeing you today. But not quite..."
Perry shrugged, trying to keep his voice light. "They're your friends," he said. "I'm sure they wanted to catch up." He settled back into the mattress, wing buds folding into their accustomed positions along his spine.
JD nodded, working his arms around Perry. "I know. I wanted to catch up with them, too..." He sighed, but didn't say anything else. There really wasn't anything Perry could do to get the others more comfortable around him, and JD wasn't going to ask him to try. But he wished he didn't have to feel like he had to choose who to spend time with.
Perry shrugged. "I guess it's my fault," he said. "I've been mean old Dr. Cox to them for so long they wouldn't believe me if I stopped." He knew it was true, and he really didn't blame them; still, he couldn't help but sigh. It wasn't the first time his bitter façade had cost him friends, of course, but it was the first time it bothered him this much.
"Carla knows you're not," JD pointed out. "And Elliot's still half in crush with you...I don't think it's anyone's fault, it's just...not how we're used to interacting." He blushed, then, snuggling closer and curling a wing over them both. "I didn't think you'd kiss me in front of them," he admitted softly.
Perry glanced down at him. "No?" He asked, surprised. "Why wouldn't I?"
JD half-shrugged. "I'd always thought that, if by some strange miracle I did get to be with you, that...I don't know. You wouldn't want to advertise it. Not that you'd be embarrassed by me, exactly...I don't know. I'm not making any sense. But I never thought you'd be this open in front of other people." He glanced up into Perry's face, smiling a little shyly. "I really like it," he offered.
Perry nodded slowly, thinking for a moment before he spoke. "JD...I've driven enough people away because I was afraid to admit to what I really felt," he finally said. "I'll admit this is all very new to me, but... it's important enough that I don't want to let my stupid, stubborn pride get in the way again." He paused, glancing at JD, who had lifted his head to look him in the face while he spoke. "But I'm not perfect, and I'm sure I'll slip up occasionally. Just...know that whatever I do, I really don't mean to hurt you by it. And you can always just call me on it, after all." He crooked his mouth into a half-smile, reaching out to stroke JD's chin with his thumb. "I'm an old dog, but I think I can still learn a trick or two."
"You're not old," JD replied, smiling slightly, leaning up to kiss him softly. "You are stubborn, though. But that's okay, because so am I." He relaxed again, eyes closing as he let out a long breath. "Anyway, if you start getting grouchy, I'll just persuade you to be cheerful again. I can be very persistent..." He trailed off in a yawn.
Perry smiled softly, kissing his forehead. "I've noticed that, Newbie. Get some sleep. The other girls will want you back in the knitting circle tomorrow."
"Mmph, too bad," JD mumbled, but yawned again, shifting closer. "M'busy with my family."
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Characters: John Dorian/Perry Cox
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Chapter Rating: NC-17
Description: This is a wildly AU story with fantastical elements based on
thuri's Nano writing project. It begins late in season three, before Carla and Turk's wedding, and from there follows the characters as they face the Change, a strange, magical phenomenon that is turning ordinary humans into half-human creatures from fantasy.Chapter listings: Contents Post
Author's Notes: It's sheer force of coincidence that this chapter happened to fall on Valentine's Day, but it worked out pretty well, I think. :)
Warning: Observe the chapter rating
Perry's preoccupation persisted throughout the next day, but JD left him to it, trying not to worry. And the claims of jealousy were definitely supported; despite himself, JD was pulled into conversation with the other three more than once, losing himself in what they'd been doing, since he'd first disappeared.
He tried to pull Perry into the group, but the others were obviously a little reticent, and Perry was reluctant, so eventually he gave up. The day passed in a blur of teasing, conversation, and gossip, speculating on the Changes of the few they knew who'd been calling in sick, and just spending time together. They'd not gone back to the field, but they had done a little bit of walking outside, and Elliot had taken care of her excess energy by running laps around the house, leaving JD to wonder how exactly she hadn't gone insane, being trapped inside their tiny apartment for so long.
They'd all had a large supper together, Perry joining them, and JD felt warmed, if exhausted, by the end of the day. He and Elliot sat talking long after Turk and Carla had gone to bed--though JD knew from long experience with their exchanged glances that they probably wouldn't be sleeping for some time.
"I missed you, JD," Elliot was saying, toying with her wine glass. She'd already drunk nearly twice what she normally did, but JD supposed with her bulk now it took that much to get the same effect. He shrugged to himself, watching the fire strike burgundy sparks in the liquid swirling through the crystal glass. "You were just gone, and I felt like I'd lost my best friend..."
"I'm sorry," JD replied, just as softly. They were alone in the living room, Perry having retired shortly after dinner; snow was swirling down outside, soft jazz music was playing in the background, and they'd both had a good deal of wine. He had to smile to himself. A few months ago...he would've taken all this for a sign and tried to seduce her, show her Sean wasn't the one for her...and now he was only hoping Perry would still be awake when he went upstairs. "I'd like to say there was a good reason, but...I just panicked."
She smiled softly. "And you needed somewhere better to hide than a supply closet. I understand. But I still missed you. I'm glad you went to Dr. Cox, though...And I still can't quite believe you two are together. But it makes so much sense, seeing you now. You look happy. You look..." She trailed off, blushing. "Never mind."
"No," JD replied, reaching over to tip her chin up. "What? Tell me."
She took a sip of wine, but nodded finally. "Okay. When he looks at you, kisses you...You get this look on your face, in your eyes, that I always wished I could put there, when we were together. And I never did. No one I've seen you with before has managed it. But when we got here and he kissed you...You lit up from the inside. You're so right together, JD. It's beautiful."
JD blushed deeply, looking down into his glass. But he was smiling, too. "I love him," he said simply.
"I know. And he looks at you the same way." Elliot sighed, suddenly, setting her glass down. "I hope Sean's okay..."
"I'm sure he is," JD replied, taking her hand and squeezing it softly. "New Zealand's a long way away...he's probably just having trouble contacting you. But I'm sure he's fine. He's young and strong, and really sensitive, with all the animals...And he's really good for you, Elliot. I'm sorry I haven't said so before."
She hugged him tightly, and cried a little, but she was smiling again when JD left her a bit later, looking pale and strong and beautiful again. He knew he still loved her, but he was grateful she'd once again taken her proper place in his heart.
And the moment he opened the door and saw Perry reading in bed, his face lit up, just as Elliot had said it did. "Hey. Waiting up for me?"
Perry smiled ruefully. "Well, I've read this paragraph about fifteen times now, so that'd be a yes," he said, tossing the book aside without even bothering to mark his place. He looked up at JD, eyes traveling over him in a way that was at once possessive and tender. "So. What all did the Fantastic Four have to talk about for so many hours?"
JD groaned, kicking his shoes off and dropping his jeans, crawling up onto the bed in just boxers and his loose, long-sleeved t-shirt. "Everything anyone's said in the past month, apparently. I love them, and I've missed them, but...I'm glad I get to come in here and be with you." He kissed Perry softly, before laying his head on the other man's shoulder. "Oh, and Elliot's worried about Sean...she needed to cry a little, after Turk and Carla went to bed. I got yelled at a lot, too," he added ruefully.
Perry lifted his eyebrow, looking down at the top of JD's head. "With good reason," he reminded him.
"Mm. Shh. You're supposed to be on my side, remember?" JD sighed, snuggling closer until he lay half atop the older man.
Perry shrugged. "Still," he reasoned, "can't argue they've got your best interests at heart."
JD nuzzled into Perry's neck, pressing soft kisses along an invisible line from ear to clavicle and back. "Mmhmm..." He was obviously less than interested in his friends, at that moment. As the slow press of his hips confirmed, a moment later.
Perry swallowed, but, feeling slightly impish, he ignored the kisses as best he could. After all, JD'd made him wait all day--why should he give in to him right away? "So. What did they have to say about the hospital?"
JD growled softly, sinking his teeth into Perry's neck for a moment before pulling back. "Things are moderately crazy, apparently," he replied. "Someone new doesn't show up almost every day. Sometimes they call in, sometimes they don't. My treatment for rejection is working. And Kelso's still running things from his office, but no one's seen him for a few days. Now, let's talk about getting you naked, why don't we?"
"I... yeah," Perry said, but he was distracted by the way JD was licking up and down his neck, pausing to suckle at patches of skin that were particularly sensitive. The young man had crawled up to sit astride his hips, a warm, mouth-watering weight settled atop him, rocking gently. "So," he said casually, bringing his hands up to stroke JD's thighs, slipping under the hems of the boxers. "Did you have anything in particular in mind, in this 'naked Perry plan' of yours?"
"Mmm, yes," JD replied. "I did." He shrugged his own shirt off, thought it got caught on one wing, and he had to shake it free, rather ruining the seductive mood he'd been hoping for.
Perry chuckled, stroking the top of JD's thigh with his thumb. "You're so damned cute," he murmured.
JD grinned, leaning down to kiss him again, nipping his lower lip. "Glad you think it's cute," he replied, pulling away again and pushing the covers back, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of Perry's boxers before tugging them down and off, his own following. "I was thinking, earlier," he murmured, sliding down until he hovered over Perry's arousal, "that there's something I haven't done for you yet..."
And he'd wanted to talk to someone he at least knew had given a blowjob or two, before trying it on his own. Not that it had been easy to get Elliot to talk...Carla had been much more informative, when he'd gotten the courage to ask as the two of them were making dinner together. Not that he planned to use all her techniques...but it was nice to know that many actually existed. In a way. And Turk had certainly never complained...
Perry's eyes widened impossibly. "JD...are you s--I mean, you don't have to..." The part of his brain that had responded instantly and favorably to JD's offer shrieked at him to shut up. Lord, and he'd thought JD was crazy, before, for turning down Perry's offer? Here he was doing the same thing!
Still, the calmer, more rational side of him knew this was a pretty powerfully intimate act, and despite everything they'd already done, Perry felt an odd protectiveness rising within him. If JD truly wanted this, then by God, Perry would not complain--he was still a man, after all--but if there was even an instant's hesitation, well--there were plenty of other things they could do that would easily satisfy them both. And he wanted to be sure.
JD crawled forward, leaning down and kissing him deeply, before pulling back again with a smile. "I'm sure, Perry," he said softly. "I...I want to taste you."
"Oh." Perry swallowed again, the images JD's words brought screaming to his mind making his heart pick up speed. "Well, then... what are you waiting for?" He was going for coy, but he knew he hadn't even come close; his voice was rough with desire, and his eyebrows were in real danger of getting lost in his hair.
"Nothing, now," JD replied, kissing him again before pulling back, lips and tongue marking an invisible trail over the skin of Perry's chest and abs, peppered along its journey by soft bites and sudden hard nips. And finally he reached his destination, pulling back and licking his lips, eyes dark as he looked up at his lover. "Hullo..." he murmured. His tongue flickered out, teasing at the head, gathering and tasting the fluid there.
Perry drew in a sharp breath, head arching back, jaw dropping; his fingers curled into the sheets, clutching desperately. "Tease," he accused, panting. God--he'd gotten blowjobs before, but none of them had ever made him react like this. Every nerve was on fire, ever touch was both an unbearable torture and an indescribable pleasure. And he'd just started. Perry knew he might not survive this, but he also knew he might very well die if JD stopped. "Oh."
JD grinned at Perry's reaction and licked him in earnest, his hand curling loosely around the base to hold him steady. He licked his way down, then up again, then back down once more before finally taking Perry into his mouth, carefully covering his teeth. His tongue rippled along the length of his lover's erection as he drew it deep, suckling hard. He would've lost himself in his task, but he was unable to resist looking up, watching Perry's face, soaking in his every reaction and absorbing it, giving him confidence.
Perry was moaning, small, gasping sounds he was helpless to stop. He propped himself on his elbows, watching as JD's mouth--God, those lips--encircled him, sliding down slowly, torturously, then dragging back up to the very tip before plunging down again. The younger man's eyes flickered up again, meeting his, and Perry could read the amusement in his expression.
"You think you're...so good, do you?" he managed, chest heaving as he fought to draw enough breath to speak.
JD couldn't help giggling slightly around his mouthful, but didn't answer in words. Instead, he slid Perry in as deeply as he could take him, tightening his mouth around the other man's cock, swallowing against the press of the head. Perry's helpless reaction to the sudden motion was everything he could've hoped for, even if the sudden arch of the other man's hips did nearly choke him. He pulled back, but the urge to cough disappeared as quickly as it had occurred, and he slid down again, thumbs pressing in on either side of Perry's cock, right at the junction of his thighs. He had to admit, being with a man made some things much easier...he had a good idea of what spots were likely to drive Perry wild.
"S...Sor...nnngh!" The apology for nearly choking his lover died on Perry's lips as JD slid down once more; Perry tried desperately to hold onto his tenuous control over a body that wanted to buck and writhe under that wickedly clever mouth. God, where had JD learned to do this...? The younger man's mouth was hot and slick, his tongue deft and skilled, touching Perry exactly where he needed it exactly when he needed it, and it was all the older man could do not to grab JD's head between his hands and arch up into him.
He clutched the sheets instead, knuckles white, tossing his head back and forth as his chest heaved and he tried not to shout. Oh, fuck...
JD glanced up at him again, recognizing the signs...Perry was close. Good. He wanted to throw him over the edge, feel him finish, taste him. He took a deep breath through his nose and carefully relaxed his throat, sliding down again and once more swallowing around his mouthful as his thumbs again pressed in hard, tongue moving and swirling and rippling.
Perry suddenly released the sheets, making a small, desperate noise in his throat, and tapped at JD's hand urgently. "JD, I'm--I'm going to..." A blowjob was one thing, but Perry wasn't sure JD would want him to actually finish while he was still deep in his throat.
JD's only answer was to pull back slightly, tongue flicking right across the head of Perry's cock as it still rested in his mouth. And to start humming. The Jeopardy countdown, actually, but he didn't think Perry was going to take another thirty seconds...and he was right.
Perry arched strongly, the knowledge that JD intended to take him, to keep him, sending him careening to a finish; his climax exploded from him, making his whole body tense up as wave upon wave of pleasure so intense it was nearly pain ripped through him. JD kept him deep, swallowing, prolonging the sensations until Perry was certain he could not survive it any longer. Then he collapsed, utterly limp and sated, back into sheets damp with sweat, drawing ragged breath after ragged breath as he tried to slow his pounding heart.
JD drew back, braced over him, wings half unfurled; as Perry stared, incredulous, JD licked his lips slowly and grinned.
Suddenly, Perry started laughing, a deep, genuine sound that welled from within him. He held out his arms, still chuckling. "Get up here," he commanded.
JD giggled and obeyed, wriggling a little as he snuggled into Perry's embrace. He wanted to kiss him, but wasn't sure how Perry'd feel about tasting himself in JD's mouth, so didn't, just pressed close and tried to ignore the ache in his own cock. "I think you liked that," he said, unable to stop grinning. Changes, wings, the world in uproar...none of it mattered at all, right now, when he was finally and firmly where he'd wanted to be for so long.
"You were always good at diagnostics," Perry replied, grabbing JD's head between his hands and dragging him in for a kiss. The salty musk that met his tongue startled him a little, but he didn't pull back; instead, he deepened the kiss, using the long strokes of his tongue he knew JD loved, until the young man was moaning.
Only then did he release him, gazing into eyes glazed with lust, smirking at the sight of JD's bruised, swollen lips. "Take me," he commanded in a soft voice, eyes gentle as he drew his fingers through JD's hair. "Now."
"Fuck, yes..." JD groaned, hips jerking down hard against Perry's at his command. He kissed the other man again first, hard and thorough, before pulling himself up to grab the lube Turk had so thoughtfully packed from the bedside table, trying to ignore his nervousness. Which was actually fairly easy, considering the demands of his body. His cock didn't care that he hadn't done this before, it knew exactly where it wanted to be.
Perry's smirk grew; he rolled onto his stomach, head resting on his folded arms, and glanced at JD over his shoulder. "This what you wanted, Newbie?" he murmured, wagging his ass. "You've been chasing it for how long?"
JD didn't even think, he just reached out and slapped the wriggling rump. "Yes. And three years, give or take. Now hold still."
"Oooh," Perry teased, though internally he shivered; a commanding JD was most definitely an arousing thing. I enjoy being submissive? Who knew? "Was I bad, Newbie?" He stuck his lip out, pouting.
"Consistently," JD replied in the same dry tone as before, managing to hide a grin. He trailed his fingers over Perry's ass, letting them slip along the crack, just softly at first, the pad of one pressing against the puckered hole there for a moment. He shivered, almost unable to believe this could really be happening--that Perry Cox would let him do this. "And if you keep it up, then maybe I won't fuck you through the mattress," he said, going for haughty as he removed his hand.
"Oh, you won't, won't you?" Perry purred, lifting himself up to his knees and pressing himself backwards; he could feel JD's cock brush hard against him for a moment. "Something tells me otherwise," he said, settling back down to the mattress again.
JD couldn't stop the way his hips stutter-jerked forward, or the sharp intake of breath when his cock touched Perry's skin for too brief a moment. "Jesus..." He pulled himself back, and slapped Perry's ass again for good measure, trying not to pant obviously.
"Yeah, thought as much," Perry said smugly. He squirmed, waving his ass at JD again and resting his head casually on his hand. "Well?" he said. "What are you waiting for?"
JD growled softly, but didn't say anything. In truth, he was enjoying himself quite a bit, but didn't think he should say so, just in case Perry decided to be contrary. Instead, he merely grinned to himself and leaned down, spreading Perry with his hands and running the flat of his tongue across Perry's entrance. And then again, before changing to sharp, pointed licks.
Perry hissed, his cock twitching where it lay between his belly and the mattress. "Kinky, Newbie," he said, surprised, but not at all unpleasantly so. It felt better than it had any right to, and Perry suddenly understood why this act was popular enough to have been given a name.
"Dude, you have no idea," JD replied, though he really wasn't sure there was much more he'd do that would be considered actually kinky. But at least this seemed to have shut Perry up for the moment. He returned to his work, slicking the fingers of his right hand as his tongue stabbed deeper. One finger slipped in, and he made a face at the slightly metallic taste of the lube, pulling back to let his fingers take over, slipping one in to the second joint.
Perry swallowed, concentrating on relaxing. The feel of JD's fingers sliding into him was strange, but not as unpleasant as he'd feared. He focused instead on how this would feel to JD, and a smile slipped onto his face. He knew JD would love this, and the thought of bringing him that much pleasure was definitely a pleasant one. He sighed, muscles yielding as JD's second finger slipped in, his half-formed wings twitching involuntarily. "Come on, Newbie," he murmured, only half teasing this time. "Hurry it up, will ya? Haven't got all night..."
JD rolled his eyes and curled his fingers, grinning when Perry let out a strangled gasp and clenched down around him. "Yes, we do, actually. And if I want to take that long, I will. So hah," he added, pressing in against that spot again for good measure.
Perry shifted suddenly, moving to his knees and twisting around to grasp JD's erection in his hand. "Will you?" he whispered, squeezing slowly. "Somehow I doubt that."
"Jesus fuck..." JD groaned, trying to keep himself under control, wondering who exactly was topping whom here. "If you keep that up, then no...I won't even get in you."
Perry stroked him one last time, torturously tight and slow, then released him. "Well," he said softly. "We can't have that." He turned back around, leaning forward until he was braced on his hands and knees, then looked over his shoulder. "Your move, Birdboy."
"Suppose I should be glad you're not calling me Polly." JD shook his head, returning to stretching Perry, but faster now. For his own sake as much as the other man's. "Or Birdbrain, for that matter..."
"Don't give me any ideas, Angel," Perry retorted, then blushed when he realized that particular endearment was more sappy than insulting.
JD grinned softly, leaning over to press a kiss against Perry's back. "Don't think I mind that one," he murmured against sweat-dampened skin. He twisted his fingers one last time. "You ready?"
"And waiting," Perry said roughly, gasping at the twist of the fingers within him.
"Mmm...good." JD pulled back, pushing down his own nervousness, and slowly positioned himself behind his lover, guiding his cock into place and pressing forward. "Holy shit..." His breath caught in his throat as he breached the first impossibly tight ring of muscle and somehow held himself still. "Okay?"
Perry had dropped his head down between his arms, panting as the unusual sensations rocked him and forced himself to relax again. "Yeah," he said after a moment. "Keep going."
Moaning in relief, JD pressed forward, eyes rolling back and falling shut as he finally sheathed himself completely. Holy fuck, but this was incredible...so much more than anything he'd imagined it would be, and yet still really real. It was him, and Perry, not some sort of fantasy.
And again, he wasn't imagining anything else, either. Just this...this held his whole attention. "Oh, God...feels amazing..." he breathed, head tipped back as he held himself still for a moment, adjusting. Shit, he might not have to move much after all...he could probably finish just like this, just held in Perry...
"It does, does it?" Perry murmured, a small groan escaping as JD finally pulled back a little and thrust forward again.
"Oh, fuck, yeah..." JD choked, then fell silent, settling into a rhythm, hands holding on to Perry's hips as he pressed in over and over and over...
Perry raised one hand to JD's, which gripped his hip, and laced their fingers together. "Don't hold back," he murmured, knowing the younger man was; his thrusts were short and fast, but somewhat restrained. "Let go--you won't hurt me."
JD opened his mouth to ask if Perry was sure, but closed it again, when the older man met one of his thrusts more solidly than before, and the impact shot through him. He forgot his caution, then, his hips jerking forward, meeting Perry's with a sharp smack of flesh on flesh. He barely held back a cry, and surged forward again, and again, the sounds echoing through the room. But what the fuck, not like the others didn't know what they got up to, right?
"Good," Perry panted, eyes closing around the sensations that were shooting through his spine to burn deep in his belly. "That's good..." He smiled as he felt the thrusts growing more urgent and jerky. "Come for me, JD," he whispered. "Come on. Let it go."
"M'fucking trying to," JD managed, eyes squeezing shut, his rhythm breaking as his thrusts turned faster, less controlled. Sweat had sprung out all over his body, and his wings were raising a cool breeze, beating in time to the movements of his hips, driving him deeper as prickles of heat ran up the backs of his legs, down his spine, centering and exploding out from his groin with one last long, deep thrust. He groaned, deeply, spasming and spilling into Perry.
Perry groaned in return, feeling him let go; he tightened himself around JD, squeezing him and drawing him deeper still. JD whimpered and spurted again, then collapsed heavily over the older man's back, head resting on his shoulder blades between the base of the soft wing buds.
Perry bore his weight steadily, feeling JD's body trembling weakly with the aftermath of his orgasm. For several long moments they remained that way, JD too drained to move. But finally, Perry broke the silence with a soft chuckle. "So much for taking all night, huh Newbie?" he murmured, squeezing JD's fingers, which were still laced in his own.
"Fuck you," JD murmured, squeezing back. "Oops, guess I already did..."
"Damn right," Perry replied, grin broadening. He sat back carefully, JD still leaning heavily against him, and slowly pulled back. JD hissed as his cock slid free, supporting himself on his own only for as long as it took Perry to turn to face him and open his arms.
JD didn't quite fall into them, but it was a close thing. He slumped forward, pressed close, a silly grin he couldn't seem to get rid of on his face. "That was...yeah." He let out a long sigh, stretching and then curling close again with a yawn. "Almost worth barely seeing you today. But not quite..."
Perry shrugged, trying to keep his voice light. "They're your friends," he said. "I'm sure they wanted to catch up." He settled back into the mattress, wing buds folding into their accustomed positions along his spine.
JD nodded, working his arms around Perry. "I know. I wanted to catch up with them, too..." He sighed, but didn't say anything else. There really wasn't anything Perry could do to get the others more comfortable around him, and JD wasn't going to ask him to try. But he wished he didn't have to feel like he had to choose who to spend time with.
Perry shrugged. "I guess it's my fault," he said. "I've been mean old Dr. Cox to them for so long they wouldn't believe me if I stopped." He knew it was true, and he really didn't blame them; still, he couldn't help but sigh. It wasn't the first time his bitter façade had cost him friends, of course, but it was the first time it bothered him this much.
"Carla knows you're not," JD pointed out. "And Elliot's still half in crush with you...I don't think it's anyone's fault, it's just...not how we're used to interacting." He blushed, then, snuggling closer and curling a wing over them both. "I didn't think you'd kiss me in front of them," he admitted softly.
Perry glanced down at him. "No?" He asked, surprised. "Why wouldn't I?"
JD half-shrugged. "I'd always thought that, if by some strange miracle I did get to be with you, that...I don't know. You wouldn't want to advertise it. Not that you'd be embarrassed by me, exactly...I don't know. I'm not making any sense. But I never thought you'd be this open in front of other people." He glanced up into Perry's face, smiling a little shyly. "I really like it," he offered.
Perry nodded slowly, thinking for a moment before he spoke. "JD...I've driven enough people away because I was afraid to admit to what I really felt," he finally said. "I'll admit this is all very new to me, but... it's important enough that I don't want to let my stupid, stubborn pride get in the way again." He paused, glancing at JD, who had lifted his head to look him in the face while he spoke. "But I'm not perfect, and I'm sure I'll slip up occasionally. Just...know that whatever I do, I really don't mean to hurt you by it. And you can always just call me on it, after all." He crooked his mouth into a half-smile, reaching out to stroke JD's chin with his thumb. "I'm an old dog, but I think I can still learn a trick or two."
"You're not old," JD replied, smiling slightly, leaning up to kiss him softly. "You are stubborn, though. But that's okay, because so am I." He relaxed again, eyes closing as he let out a long breath. "Anyway, if you start getting grouchy, I'll just persuade you to be cheerful again. I can be very persistent..." He trailed off in a yawn.
Perry smiled softly, kissing his forehead. "I've noticed that, Newbie. Get some sleep. The other girls will want you back in the knitting circle tomorrow."
"Mmph, too bad," JD mumbled, but yawned again, shifting closer. "M'busy with my family."
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