Untitled (Kaelin/Jet, NC 17+)

[Jet Blayke]

Jet grinned slyly, staring at the stain on his ceiling curiously as he purred a reply to Kaelin.

"Well, I'll just have to be on my best behavior then... It depends on whether you want to go in the afternoon or day, because that way it narrows it down to coffee or club."

He grinned at the receiver and stretched lazily on his covers, letting out a soft noise as his joints popped.

[pohjaden]

Kaelin laughed at Jet’s comment. “I would prefer if we went out in the afternoon. I have to work the night shift tomorrow.”

Thinking back on what his life giver had told him, Kaelin asks nervously, “Hey, how about we go out for coffee tomorrow morning and then you come by my house. I have to practice for a recital and you can listen in.” Kaelin had never let anyone besides his parents watch him practice, and he was nervous about playing in front of Jet.

[Jet Blayke]

"Wicked cool! The only instrument i can play is the drums, and thats because they are as loud and discordant as me."

Jet laughed quietly, heaving himself off his bed and walking back to the kitchen.

"I'll pick you up at 8:00 in the am, 'cause I have class until then, an you look hot on my bike. Well, I have to go take a bath, think indecent thoughts about you, do indecent things while having indecent thoughts about you and go to bed."

He chuckled and went to put the phone down before adding for good measure, "Just joking, I'm not having a bath. Seeya tomorrow."

[pohjaden]

Kaelin smiled. “Okay, 8a.m. is great.” His cock twitched at the thought of Jet jacking off to thought of him. He barely kept himself from groaning “Goodnight,” and he hung up the phone. He finished getting ready for bad, wondering how his day will go tomorrow. Lying down, he went to sleep with a smile on his face.

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Sunday came fast, as the light from the window awaked Kaelin. Black eyes opened and looked towards the clock on the bed. 7:15a.m. ‘Damn,’ he thought as he ran to the bathroom. 15 minutes later, a naked Kaelin appeared, combing through his long white hair as he headed to his closet.

Figuring it would be best to go simple but elegant, he settled on a light blue long sleeved button down shirt and black jeans. He braided his hair again and threw the braid over his shoulder.

By 7:50a.m., Kaelin was sitting in his living room, trying to think about how he would get Jet to acclimate to his bestial side. As the door bell rang, he decided that he would just throw it all to the fire. Tonight, he would transform in front of Jet. ‘I just hope he doesn’t flip out,’ he thought as he opened the door.

[Jet Blayke]

Waking up at 5:30 for his god-forsaken class was definitely not on Jet's list of favorite things. But he perked up almost immediately at the thought of seeing Kaelin, and threw his closet door open with renewed excitement.

After a couple of minutes he decided on a tight crimson shirt and black leg-hugging jeans. He showered quickly, snatched his work apron of the desk and stuffed it into his ever-present bag before hopping onto his baby and heading towards the art studio.

The hours went relatively quickly, only a few problems, which were promptly solved with a glare and a telling-off. When the clock finally marked the end of the lesson Jet was out the door, yelling a few suggestions and threats over his shoulder to the students.

Within minutes he was outside Kaelin's house, brushing his clothes down and chewing on his lip anxiously. He walked to the door with long strides, pausing to knock on the door and ruffle his slightly damp hair.

When Kaelin answered the door, it took all of Jet's self-control not to throw himself onto him and tear of his clothing. He smiled suavely instead, shuffling slightly.

"Hey. You good to go?"

[pohjaden]

Kaelin opened the door, took one look at Jet and nearly gave up all his plans in favor of jumping Jet right where he stood.

Nodding at Jet’s questioned, he hopped behind him on the Thunderbird and they took off down the street. He could not resist gently rubbing Jet’s stomach with his hand. Kaelin leaned into him and inhaled his scent again. ‘Man, I could get addicted to that smell’ he thought, as he rubbed his nose against the firm shoulder in front of him.

Upon reaching the coffee shop, they took a booth near the back. There was a bit of silence as they looked over what they wanted to order. When he was done picking out what he wanted, he took a moment to look Jet over. The light from the booth window shined onto the red hair, giving it a fiery sparkle. Those deep green eyes, which were trained on the menu, seemed to glisten this morning. ‘He really is quite handsome.’

Clearing his throat, he figured they should get right down to business. “So… what do you do for fun?”

[Jet Blayke]

Jet couldn't resist the opportunity practically given to him and leaned forward, chin resting lightly on his right hand. "Well, I'd show you, but I'm supposed to be getting to know you first..."

He grinned and leaned back, removing the foot that had been steadily making it's way up Kaelin's thigh.

"Nah, I paint or draw. Sometimes I go clubbing, depending on my mood."

He ran his hand through his hair and slumped against the seat, peering curiously at Kaelin through his fringe.

"What about you? I mean, apart from seducing redheads of course."

[pohjaden]

‘Oh my God, his foot is running up my leg.’ Kaelin barely kept his face from showing the intense running through his body. Slowly the foot was retracted, and he sighed in relief. If this gorgeous redhead did not stop, he would end up taking him ahead of schedule.

“You paint? I would love to see some of your work.”

“I play, mainly the flute and piano. I am a music performance major, spanning flute, piano, violin, guitar and voice. The recital piece I am playing for you this for piano.” Kaelin looked through the window, thinking about his recital piece. He knew that it was not up to the standard that he wanted it to be, and was hoping that practicing in front of Jet would help him improve the piece.

“I also enjoy reading. Mainly fiction.” Just then the waiter came by, and Kaelin ordered a white chocolate mocha coffee and a blueberry muffin. “Though I admit, seducing redheads is fun. Especially if the redhead being seduced is pretty damn cute,” he whispered with a smirk on his face.

[Jet Blayke]

Jet leaned forward again, grin set in place.

"Yeah? Ah, I might have to beat up this redhead, it'd be a shame to lose you so early."

He let out a bark of laughter and ordered a weak latte before returning to his previous observation of the man across from him. He really was breathtaking, the hair colour that would have looked awkward on anybody else just added to the elegance of Kaelin.

"I'll have to take you back to my apartment to show you the pictures sometime. Although, if I have my way, they'll be far better things to do there."

He peered closer before exclaiming quietly and sitting back in his seat.

"Well I'll be damned. Contacts eh?"

[pohjaden]

“Contacts?” Kaelin looked at himself in the napkin holder, and his eyes widened.

Deep black eyes.

He had forgotten to put in contacts today.

Kaelin looked back at Jet, worry on his face. Could he tell him that they were his real eyes? “Um… they… my eyes…” He did not know what to say. Would it be better to reveal his secret now or later?

“Can we talk about my eyes after we get to my place?” Kaelin requested, his eyes locked on the table. Just then, their waiter brought their drinks and food. He spent the next few minutes or so drinking his white chocolate mocha.

Clearing his throat, Kaelin inquired, “So, how old are you?”

[Jet Blayke]

Jet quirked an eyebrow at Kaelin's unwillingness to talk about his contacts or lack thereof, but he brushed it off easily and stared into his coffee.

"Hm? Oh, I'm nineteen, you?"

He looked back at his partner, meeting his eyes thoughtfully, "My full name means Jet Kills Light in Anglo-Saxon and something else... Creepy yeah?"

He gazed off, thinking of what else he could tell Kaelin.

"I'm a student art teacher, well, part-time anyway. Just something to do I guess. Aaand, I have a little sister, who I haven't seen in at least a year..."

He trails off, still watching Kaelin and begins pulling on his earing distractedly again.

[pohjaden]

Happy to be back on safe subjects, Kaelin replied, “I’m twenty.”

“Interesting name. I don’t know exactly why my parents named me Kaelin Takamuri. I think they just made it up.” He watched while Jet tugged at his earring, finding it to be cute.

Smiling, Kaelin finished off his muffin and the rest of his chocolate mocha. Signaling the waitress for the tip, he said, “Do you want to go ahead and go back to my place? We can get the recital piece over with, and then decide what to do with the rest of our Sunday.”

Kaelin had it all planned out. They would go back to his place and he would play through his recital piece. Afterwards, he would lead Jet out back and tell him the truth about himself. ‘This better go well. I’ve never been this nervous in my life... or this talkative. Damn.’

He randomly ran his hand over his hair, since it was still braided. He had the urge to take it down and he did just that. He combed it with his fingers and relaxed.

[Jet Blayke]

Jet stared at Kealin openly for a second, before grabbing his hand and pulling him out quickly, pausing only to pay.

He tugged him down a convenient sort of alley between the cafe and the bookstore next to it and pushed the elder against the wall, hastily covering Kaelin's mouth with his own, tangling his hand in the other's hair.

He pulled back regretfully and blushed slightly, hand raising subconsciously to tug again on his earing and pouted.

"You should wear your hair out more often...I like it."

After a moment of silence Jet looked back at him and realised that Kaelin had asked him something before he went bat-crazy on the poor guy.


"Right. Your house it is."

[pohjaden]

Kaelin was utterly shocked when Jet pulled him outside the café. He was pushed against the wall and kissed senseless. ‘He will be the death of me,’ he thought was Jet’s hand ran his hand through his hair. He moaned into the kiss and put his arm around Jet’s waist, pulling him in closer.

When Jet pulled away, Kaelin rested his head on Jet’s shoulder, nudging at the beautifully tanned neck. Leaning upwards, Kaelin replied, “Yeah. Let’s go, before I take you in this alley.”

They headed back to the motorcycle, got on and went back to Kaelin’s house. The whole way, Kaelin was nudging and kissing at Jet’s neck, the song “Your Body is a Wonderland” running through his head.

They finally got there, and Kaelin quickly opened the door, pulling Jet in. He led Jet to the music room and sat him down on the chair against the wall, to the left of the piano. Kaelin closed the door and went back over to the redhead. Straddling him on the chair, Kaelin started a soft sweet kiss. It deepened as he ran his hands down Jet’s body. He licked Jet’s bottom lip, asking for entrance. When he received it, Kaelin nearly went crazy with the taste of him. One hand went to run through that fiery red hair, while the other went down to the bulge, gently running over it.

Knowing that they should hold off until after he told Jet the truth, he slowly pulled back. “Mmm. As much as I enjoy ravishing you, I need to practice my recital piece. After that… we need to talk.”

[Jet Blayke]

Jet tried desperately not to whimper when Kaelin pulled back. He failed.

He arched his back in an attempt to get closer to that torturous hand and pulled Kaelin into a harsh kiss, before pulling away and putting some distance between the two of them.

"Right. Talk. Not ravish. I can do that."

He ran a hand through his disheveled hair and ran his tongue over his bottom lip,savoring the taste of Kaelin before smiling charmingly at the other male, despite his slightly heavier breathing and flushed cheeks, not to mention the somewhat obvious bulge in his suddenly far to tight pants...

"Let's hear this recital then, yeah?"