The Check Up

[__marcus__]

At the studio today Rhys told us about his plans to marry Dan. I'm happy for him, I am. He has changed for the better since being with Dan, and Dan is actually pretty cool. But I can’t help but worry about Elijah.

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[__marcus__]

We kiss and it's like no other I've ever experience. He shifts and turns and I feel the softness of his wing across my chest and belly as he does. My fingers slip back into his hair as I pull him closer and I feel his hands on my chest then shoulders.

I pull back slightly, he is on his knees on the sofa, his wings stretched out, he is looking up at me... my God he is beautiful! I look into his eyes then over his face as I caress his cheek. My heart pounds with a feeling I've not felt in so long and although it scares me I'm not about to back away.

[elijah__j__wood]

I bite on the inside of my lip as I look up at him. I see that look in his eyes and I feel it in his caress, it sets off little warning bells in my alcohol and smoke fuddled brain.

Yeah I can fuck Marcus if I want but the question running through my head now is should I. I really don't want to be the responsible one right now but he is a friend. I can't just fuck him over. Man but I want to. I want to so bad!

I move to stand and as I do I let myself heal a little from the alcohol and weed so I can think straighter. I feel my feet touch the floor and my fingers rest on his hips, he is still way taller than me, so manly and I can imagine what it would be like to be under him. I tremble and feel the familiar burn of desire as I look up at him and speak softly. "Marcus what are we doing here?"

[__marcus__]

I caress his face before nodding and backing away from him, my heart plunging. "Yeah, I - I'm sorry. The booze.."

Running my fingers through my hair I walk around the sofa to grab my smokes, "I just came over here to check on you not to.. I just," I look at him, "my guard down, and I guess I never really looked at you before...fuck."

What the hell is wrong with me? He's hurting over Rhys, my friend! I don't want to just fuck him either I want... forget it Marcus. He's an angel! Damn but I want him. I want to hold him, make love to him... what is it about this kid that makes men turn inside out for him?!

I lean down and pick up the joint from where we dropped it. Looking at it I shake my head, "I wasn't looking for just a fuck Elijah, I mean... you're breath taking and I just...."

[elijah__j__wood]

I sigh more disappointed in myself than anything but at the same time worried as he keeps talking. I pull in my wings as I move from where I am till I am in front of him again. I reach out and touch his arm. "That's why I hesitated Marcus. I don't want to be the one who hurts you again. Not saying I would but you know... I'm just not sure I can trust my own feelings right now."

I slip my hand up his arm a little more and step closer. "You don't have to go though. We can talk, finish the joint, watch a movie, enjoy each others company. We don't have to be alone."

[__marcus__]

Enter Marcus...

I shrug, "Sure why not! It's cool. Yeah let's fire this bad baby up! Ted always has gotten the best stuff."

Lighting up the doobie I take a big hit and hand it to him, then walk over to the window letting out the smoke, "Hell of a view you got here Elijah! Really kick ass."

I see my reflection; my jaw muscle clinching, my lips in a tight line. Damn why did that hurt? I've been rejected - a few times. Why did he have to be so nice about it? I'm used to being slapped when shot down.

[elijah__j__wood]

I feel like I have done something wrong and I know I haven't. Or maybe it is me, the way I effect people. I look at his back and my eyes take in the broad shoulders, the thick hair laying against them and that long body which I know is nicely muscled underneath his shirt. That amazing kiss too. I could kick myself for not just going through with it.

I take a breath and walk over to the window and stand beside him. All I see when I look out is the same boring old view. I reach across and snag the joint from him. "Eh, view was much better from back near the sofa." I cut my eyes up to him and take a hit.

[__marcus__]

I cut my eyes down to him and smile, "Tease."

We laugh and I turn, take the joint from him and head back to the sofa. Elijah needs a friend right now, not a lover. I know he and Murphy were fucking all over town then headed out of town for a bit. Revenge maybe, but I don't want to be that. Not a revenge fuck.

Plopping down on the sofa I kick off my boots and place my feet up on the table. I pat the sofa next to me, "Come on, let's finish this joint, you sign those papers and we can have some booze if you need it."

[elijah__j__wood]

"That sounds like a great course of action." I smile and walk over and plonk myself down next to him. "Except I need to get more comfortable." I hook one leg up over his and let it hang there then I grab his arm and hoist that around my neck and snuggle into him more.

I look down at how small I am compared to him. I wiggle my foot, the one resting over his legs. "Damn you're tall. My leg doesn't even come half way down your shin Marcus. I'm like a midget next to you." I lift my forearm up to measure alongside his. I laugh. "See looks like a babies arm doesn't it." I snag the joint again.

[__marcus__]

I smile then leer at him, "All the better to protect you little one."

He is quite small compared to me, but I remember Rhys saying he wasn't small everywhere. Not that I am thinking about that!

I laugh and grab hold of him and we wrestle a bit, he is surprisingly strong, but I get him across my lap and hold him like a baby, well a really BIG baby. He is giggling and that is making me laugh.

"Now now Elijah you sign those papers or it's no titty time for you!"

[elijah__j__wood]

That makes me giggle even harder. "Shallow threats! Don't think I have given up yet!" I could so easily win this anytime I wanted but it's much more fun this way.

I show him my fingers and waggle them. "Ah yes see these, my secret weapons." Then I go in for the tickle pushing his shirt aside and going for his sides.

[__marcus__]

Oh dear God no! I am so fucking ticklish it's almost embarrassing! I start to laugh and try to push him away but little shit is strong. I'm all but trying to crawl up over the back of the sofa laughing so hard I almost have tears in my eyes but trying to grab his arms to wrestle him down.

"Stop, oh fuck," through the laughter I try to demand, beg, wish him to stop, "no, no please stop, oh fuck," I'm laughing but I manage to get his hands in mine and pin him to the sofa, me on top of him.

My hair is all in my face and I'm trying to blow it out of my face all the while laughing and breathing hard from all the laughing! "Ah ha! Got you now!"

[elijah__j__wood]

I laugh and try to squirm out from under him. He just yanks me back and says uh uh. His laugh vibrates down through me and then he's blowing his hair out of his face some more and breathing hard and my laugh starts to die in my throat as other parts of me start to take notice of how... hot... this whole scenario is.

Not only that as I look up at him I don't think I've ever seen this side of Marcus and it's quite captivating. A little breathless myself and not from all the exertion I look up at him as a smile curls the edges of my lips. "Do I get my titty now?"

[__marcus__]

I look at him and realize this was probably the wrong position to get myself in, again. I sort of laugh and lean back pulling him up with me. I smack his ass, "Sign the papers!."

Flipping my hair back I try to compose myself and not think about how warm and solid he felt underneath me. Where's that fucking joint? On the floor, again!

"Good thing you have wood floors, carpet would be trashed by now."

I pick it up and light it, again, and take a hit.

[elijah__j__wood]

I laugh as I drag myself up off the sofa and away from him. I feel the loss of the contact as I move further away and it does seem like such a long way to the small table which it really isn't

[__marcus__]

I kneel behind him and wrap my arms around him, "It's gonna be ok Elijah, I promise. I know it hurts," I place a chaste kiss on his head, "I'm sorry baby."

My heart hurts for him. I know that empty gut wrenching feeling, but to have to sign it away, to sign your love and heart away... I don't know if I could have done it.

[elijah__j__wood]

I turn into him more, curling my arms up in front of me over my aching heart with my face pressed into his chest listening to his heart beat loud and strong as his arms hold tight around me. I let the tears fall silently as the pain seems to want to cave my insides in.

Between all of that I try to speak. It's hard because every time I open my mouth a sob threatens but with a few deep breaths I manage to be able to speak. "Can you stay? I don't want to be alone."