Well, it's been so dead around here lately - I thought I might as well throw something into the void as well.
I have no idea how my fluffy little PWP RPS has become this angsty, slightly kinky monster! That having been said - again this is the evol RPS, so you have been warned. Which I know for most of us a warning is just an invitation to dive right in!
TITLE: Lap Dance - The Eightquel! (AKA - Part Eight)
AUTHOR: SpankSpike
PAIRING: JM/DB
RATING: NC-17 - RPS, Toy!kink
SUMMARY: Appalled at his own behavior, Dave finds an interesting way to fill his time alone. Of course things don't go as planned (do they ever?) and he gets himself into trouble. Will James still be willing to be there for him after what he's done?
A/N: There's a small mention of NB being an alcoholic in this chapter, so I'll remind everyone that this is fiction and you won't need to let me know that what I've said about him isn't true. None of it's true, even if I work very hard to convince myself otherwise!
Previous Parts Here PREVIOUSLY:
"You let some random guy you met in a club fuck you?"
"For three days. Wanted to see if I only wanted it from you. Turns out it didn't matter who it was. Except for the fact that it was better when he did it."
Still shaking his head, knots in his stomach back with such a vengeance he felt sick to his stomach. "Why - why would you do that?"
"To prove to myself that this," he pointed between himself and James, "didn't really mean anything. Now we're done. I want you to stay away from me. We work together. That's all." He turned his back to James, hand on the doorknob.
"Dave…"
"I'm done."
Those were the last words he said to James, leaving the small office without a backward glance.
LAP DANCE - THE EIGHTQUEL! (AKA - PART EIGHT)"