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laniew1 Brian didn’t want to know what went on in the McClean/Chasez/Carter/Richards residence when he wasn’t there. The atmosphere of the house was normally free-spirited, full of laughter and love.
But in recent recollection he couldn’t remember it ever having been full of this much love.
TITLE: The Guardians – JC/Justin – JC/AJ
Author: Melanie
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing at all, least of all those contained within.
Chapter 13
Brian didn’t want to know what went on in the McClean/Chasez/Carter/Richards residence when he wasn’t there. The atmosphere of the house was normally free-spirited, full of laughter and love.
But in recent recollection he couldn’t remember it ever having been full of this much love.
In the time since AJ and JC had been together he’d gotten used to the barely repressed contempt that AJ exhibited when he watched Justin interact with JC with narrowed eyes. JC for his part had normally tried to keep the peace. Paying as much attention to Justin as he could without pissing AJ off to the extreme where he was actually plotting ways to kill the younger male.
But tonight. Brian kept forgetting to eat as he watched the interplay between the three males, four if he counted Nick.
JC was steadfastly ignoring both of them. He had foregone his usual chair next to AJ and was sitting sandwiched between Brian and Megan, head bent as he and Megan carried on a quiet conversation attempting to determine the appropriate action that should be taken in accordance with Sarah’s absence at two concerts.
AJ alternated between watching JC with concern and eyeing Justin with what Brian could only call a predatorial air. If he didn’t know AJ as well as he did he would have thought that AJ was undressing Justin with his eyes.
Which couldn’t be right because the last he’d heard there’d been a hit… that might have been cancelled but still…
Although Justin wasn’t much better. His eyes were hungry as they stared at JC… and AJ. And AJ was doing nothing to dissuade the younger male, what he’d done with his fork was probably considered illegal in some countries
Then there was Nick, Megan was managing to quite successfully ignore the fact that he was hovering. He was on the opposite side of the table and was doing it quite well.
But the interaction between JC, AJ and Justin was what was really drawing his attention. All three of them were way too aware of each other, the whole room was drowning in sexual tension and there was no way in hell that Brian was spending the night in this house.
Regardless of the fact that they were in different wings… AJ was loud on a good day.
Something had changed within the house over the last two days. And whatever that something was it had changed the dynamic of the relationship between JC, AJ and Justin.
And that right there freaked him out just a little bit.
He’d been fine with AJ, the consummate womanizer announcing pretty much out of the blue that yes he was indeed gay, and that he’d been in a steady semi-monogamous relationship with JC for years. He could honestly say that the only reason he been thrown by the announcement was that fact that in all the years that he’d known AJ he’d never seen AJ so much as look at another man.
Not even JC.
He’d also been fine with Nick moving in with Megan, the four of them sharing a house. He knew that Nick and Megan were not chaste and that they were most likely sleeping together.
But after years as friends he knew that Nick and AJ would listen to him, to his opinions and then proceed to do whatever they wanted. They were both headstrong in their own way.
He loved them for that. For their strength of character and convictions.
He just had to wonder if they knew what they were doing.
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JC knew the foot tapping wasn’t fooling anyone.
Megan had glared at him twice, between looking worried and probably silently measuring him for a straight jacket.
Damian had cleared his throat twice over the speaker phone and was about a half a second away from asking him for the third time if he was okay.
The only reason that Sarah hadn’t joined in with the other two was the fact that she had no voice. Which he guess sort of ruined the whole her being on the other end of one of the lines, he could feel her solid presence there though. And he could feel her nervousness still.
He glanced at the clock in the corner of the room and went back to tapping his foot, alternating between that and bouncing a pencil on the table.
Upstairs Justin and AJ had either killed each other or were trying their damnedest to prove that this was going to work. Since no screams (and both of them could raise the dead when they wanted to) had echoed through the house, in fact no noise at all had been heard he was going to towards the latter.
This was going to be the thing that killed him he was sure.
Right at this moment they were either sitting side by side silently on the couch utterly focused on the TV to keep from having to talk to one another or… they had gone to bed. To prove that they could share a bed without bruised egos coming into play.
“JC,” Megan hissed with narrowed eyes once everyone had hung up.
“What?”
“Were you even listening when we were discussing the next course of action?”
“Of course,” JC replied automatically.
“Then what did we talk about?” Megan asked, brows arched, arms crossing over her chest.
“Um… well…” JC shrunk into his chair a little, why didn’t the floor ever open up and swallow people when they really wanted it?
“JC, JC, JC,” Megan tsked as she shook her head.
“Okay so I was slightly distracted.”
“Slightly? You agreed with Damian when he suggested Cassie to replace Sarah until her voice comes back.”
“I did not.”
“Yes, you did.”
“But… but she can’t carry a tune,” JC sputtered eyes wide as he stared at the phone. He could call Damian back and say he changed his mind but then that would be the sign that he hadn’t been paying any attention whatsoever to the conversation they were having.
“She’s in the band for a reason, she can carry a tune… she’s just not as strong vocally as Sarah is… and don’t worry, I vetoed that idea right away. Jess is going temporarily take over for Sarah until…”
“Until she gets her voice back. Thank you,” JC closed his eyes, drawing a deep breath to force himself to relax.
“You want to tell me what’s going on?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Right,” Megan’s voice was laced with disbelief and he cracked his eyes to see the same disbelief etched one her face.
“It’s a long story,” he tried.
“I’m not blind JC, regardless of what some people might think. I saw Justin staring at AJ like he was dessert and AJ was doing nothing to dissuade him… as a matter of fact that fork thing happened when he was staring at Justin. So you can either tell me, or I’ll just assume that the way that I’m reading the situation is correct and Justin and AJ have decided to share you together as opposed to flopping days.”
“I hate it when you do that,” JC sighed running a hand through his hair.
“I know,” she said with a small measure of commiseration. “So spill… unless I’m right in which case don’t spill because that’s going to be way to much information and I won’t be able to tell Nick that I don’t know when he asks me.”
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The room was quiet, although Justin could tell that AJ was not asleep in the bed next to him neither said a word.
They were proving a point, that they could share a bed, share JC and not kill each other. It would be easier to prove the point if JC were in fact in the room with them. Unfortunately he wasn’t and neither him or AJ could stomach sitting in the living room watching TV and avoiding each other.
If this was going to work they would need to find some kind of common ground. Something besides JC because that was only going to take them so far. And JC wouldn’t put up with being the buffer between them for very long.
Rolling onto his side he shoved his hand under the pillow and sighed. He was bone tired; felt like he could probably sleep for a week but without JC there he didn’t feel comfortable doing that. Opening his eyes he saw AJ staring at him and on the tip of his tongue was a snide comment that he bit back.
Couldn’t prove to JC that he and AJ could get along if AJ kicked him out of the bed on the first night.
“They should be done soon,” AJ’s voice was whisper soft and husky… the sound of it sent a tingle down Justin’s spine and in his mind he thought that this might not be so bad. His body wasn’t averse to having sex with AJ… it just preferred that JC be present for it.
“Why…”
“Sarah,” AJ frowned a look of quiet contemplation crossing his face. “You know who Sarah is right?”
“There’s a poster in my, the other Justin’s room… Sarah’s Damian’s partner?” he murmured waiting expectantly for confirmation that he was correct.
“Yeah… anyway she lost her voice.”
“Lost her voice? How the hell’d she manage that?”
“I don’t even want to know,” AJ smirked shifting slightly. “That’s what they’re handling, finding a replacement for her for two shows.”
The sound of soft footsteps outside the room cut off the comment that he was going to make and AJ flopped down on his back and both of them stared at the door expectantly. JC opened it slowly, the lights illuminating the hallway shadowing him as he entered, closing the door behind him. He moved slowly around the room, shedding his clothes as he went. Stopping at the foot of the bed he stared silently at the two men who stared back at him.
“You okay?” AJ’s voice was still soft and husky.
“Yeah,” JC’s voice was tired, and Justin wondered what exactly he’d been doing locked in his office with Megan.
“Come lay down with us C,” Justin patted the expanse of bed between him and AJ.
“I don’t…” JC started, AJ cutting him off with a stern voice.
“Lay down with us JC, we promise to not molest you.”
“We do?” Justin said with a small smirk. JC just sighed heavily and crawled up the middle of the bed, settling on his back between them. AJ and Justin each moving closer to him so they could touch him.
“This isn’t going to work,” JC said softly.
Justin pressed a gentle kiss to his shoulder, then raised his head to kiss JC’s lips. Laying his head on his shoulder he watched AJ turn JC’s head so that he could kiss him and then lay his head on JC’s other shoulder.
“Give us a chance.”
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Morning came with a rush of light and Justin groaned, snuggling deeper back into the arms that were around him.
So it had all been a horrible dream. He could feel JC hard against him, and that was normal but the boxers between them were unusual. They both slept nude… even when fighting.
JC’s head was pressed against his back, between his shoulder blades and he could periodically feel JC’s lips move as he mumbled in his sleep.
Justin smiled, staring at the rising sun. Closing his eyes he let himself drowse in the comfort. He was warm and safe and JC was holding one hand tightly, caressing his stomach and stroking his hip lightly.
His eyes snapped open then when he realized that didn’t compute, three hands were touching him and unless JC had grown another arm when he wasn’t looking…
Craning his head around he saw that during the night yes… JC had wrapped himself tightly around Justin, his head settled in the middle of Justin’s back. But behind him AJ had wrapped his own limbs around JC, and while JC was holding his hand and touching his stomach… AJ’s hand was the one currently roaming between JC’s hip to Justin’s.
He wasn’t quite sure how he felt about that.
Yes they had made the decision to share JC, and that would ultimately end up meaning sharing themselves, he just wasn’t sure he was quite ready to take this new three-way relationship to the next level.
He met AJ’s half-open eyes over JC’s frame and despite the bouts plaguing Justin’s mind they exchanged sleepy smiles before AJ’s eyes closed. His hand remaining where it had ended up, on Justin’s hip.
Well if AJ could be all calm and nonchalant about this…
Justin managed to disentangle himself and turned in JC’s embrace. Kissing his chin softly before he wrapped his arms around both JC and AJ at once.
He kept his eyes open, he wasn’t really tired and he’d learned early in their relationship that the only time he could study JC was when he was asleep. When he was awake he was almost hyperly active, continuously moving. If he stayed still, just stared JC would sleep through it, if he reached out to touch him like he wanted, stroked his cheek like he craved he would wake… since it had been days since he’d last had the right to touch him, let alone been close enough to do so Justin traced his high cheekbones with one gentle finger.
JC’s eyes slowly opening… blinking at him with tired, happy eyes and Justin smiled back. He could feel the relief throughout his entire body. It had been a long time since JC had looked that happy to see him, he knew part of it was that JC was still semi-asleep but part of it had to be because of him… and AJ.
AJ who was doing something to make JC make that purring noise in the back of his throat, although from where he was laying Justin couldn’t make it out. But JC’s eyes were closing again, his arms tightening reflexively around Justin, then releasing along with a sigh.
“Morning,” Justin murmured. If AJ could play so could he… Leaning forward he licked JC’s neck, one long glide from collarbone up to his chin, nipping ever so gently on the flesh he grinned as JC made a half-groan, half-moaning sound.
JC arched, pushing between them as Justin’s hand came down to cup him.
He loved touching JC, loved watching him come alive under his hands and mouth. The fact that AJ was there, stroking skin that he seemed really familiar with mattered less and less as JC writhed between them.
Pulling him into the line of his body Justin smiled as JC’s lips sought his, tongues twining together with easy familiarity and passion. If he were to forget everything tomorrow he was positive that some remnant of his love for JC would remain, of that Justin was sure.
JC pulled away from his with a gasp, one hand keeping Justin close, the other reaching behind him to touch AJ, to pull him closer.
“You’re working for the bad guys aren’t you?” JC’s voice was breathless, filled with unspeakable joy.
“Why do you say that?” Behind him AJ nipped at the skin on the back of his neck, dragging his tongue along it to soothe. In front Justin stroked his face, running his thumb over his eyes, his nose, his lips.
“Because you guys are going to kill me.”
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But in recent recollection he couldn’t remember it ever having been full of this much love.
TITLE: The Guardians – JC/Justin – JC/AJ
Author: Melanie
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing at all, least of all those contained within.
Chapter 13
Brian didn’t want to know what went on in the McClean/Chasez/Carter/Richards residence when he wasn’t there. The atmosphere of the house was normally free-spirited, full of laughter and love.
But in recent recollection he couldn’t remember it ever having been full of this much love.
In the time since AJ and JC had been together he’d gotten used to the barely repressed contempt that AJ exhibited when he watched Justin interact with JC with narrowed eyes. JC for his part had normally tried to keep the peace. Paying as much attention to Justin as he could without pissing AJ off to the extreme where he was actually plotting ways to kill the younger male.
But tonight. Brian kept forgetting to eat as he watched the interplay between the three males, four if he counted Nick.
JC was steadfastly ignoring both of them. He had foregone his usual chair next to AJ and was sitting sandwiched between Brian and Megan, head bent as he and Megan carried on a quiet conversation attempting to determine the appropriate action that should be taken in accordance with Sarah’s absence at two concerts.
AJ alternated between watching JC with concern and eyeing Justin with what Brian could only call a predatorial air. If he didn’t know AJ as well as he did he would have thought that AJ was undressing Justin with his eyes.
Which couldn’t be right because the last he’d heard there’d been a hit… that might have been cancelled but still…
Although Justin wasn’t much better. His eyes were hungry as they stared at JC… and AJ. And AJ was doing nothing to dissuade the younger male, what he’d done with his fork was probably considered illegal in some countries
Then there was Nick, Megan was managing to quite successfully ignore the fact that he was hovering. He was on the opposite side of the table and was doing it quite well.
But the interaction between JC, AJ and Justin was what was really drawing his attention. All three of them were way too aware of each other, the whole room was drowning in sexual tension and there was no way in hell that Brian was spending the night in this house.
Regardless of the fact that they were in different wings… AJ was loud on a good day.
Something had changed within the house over the last two days. And whatever that something was it had changed the dynamic of the relationship between JC, AJ and Justin.
And that right there freaked him out just a little bit.
He’d been fine with AJ, the consummate womanizer announcing pretty much out of the blue that yes he was indeed gay, and that he’d been in a steady semi-monogamous relationship with JC for years. He could honestly say that the only reason he been thrown by the announcement was that fact that in all the years that he’d known AJ he’d never seen AJ so much as look at another man.
Not even JC.
He’d also been fine with Nick moving in with Megan, the four of them sharing a house. He knew that Nick and Megan were not chaste and that they were most likely sleeping together.
But after years as friends he knew that Nick and AJ would listen to him, to his opinions and then proceed to do whatever they wanted. They were both headstrong in their own way.
He loved them for that. For their strength of character and convictions.
He just had to wonder if they knew what they were doing.
JC knew the foot tapping wasn’t fooling anyone.
Megan had glared at him twice, between looking worried and probably silently measuring him for a straight jacket.
Damian had cleared his throat twice over the speaker phone and was about a half a second away from asking him for the third time if he was okay.
The only reason that Sarah hadn’t joined in with the other two was the fact that she had no voice. Which he guess sort of ruined the whole her being on the other end of one of the lines, he could feel her solid presence there though. And he could feel her nervousness still.
He glanced at the clock in the corner of the room and went back to tapping his foot, alternating between that and bouncing a pencil on the table.
Upstairs Justin and AJ had either killed each other or were trying their damnedest to prove that this was going to work. Since no screams (and both of them could raise the dead when they wanted to) had echoed through the house, in fact no noise at all had been heard he was going to towards the latter.
This was going to be the thing that killed him he was sure.
Right at this moment they were either sitting side by side silently on the couch utterly focused on the TV to keep from having to talk to one another or… they had gone to bed. To prove that they could share a bed without bruised egos coming into play.
“JC,” Megan hissed with narrowed eyes once everyone had hung up.
“What?”
“Were you even listening when we were discussing the next course of action?”
“Of course,” JC replied automatically.
“Then what did we talk about?” Megan asked, brows arched, arms crossing over her chest.
“Um… well…” JC shrunk into his chair a little, why didn’t the floor ever open up and swallow people when they really wanted it?
“JC, JC, JC,” Megan tsked as she shook her head.
“Okay so I was slightly distracted.”
“Slightly? You agreed with Damian when he suggested Cassie to replace Sarah until her voice comes back.”
“I did not.”
“Yes, you did.”
“But… but she can’t carry a tune,” JC sputtered eyes wide as he stared at the phone. He could call Damian back and say he changed his mind but then that would be the sign that he hadn’t been paying any attention whatsoever to the conversation they were having.
“She’s in the band for a reason, she can carry a tune… she’s just not as strong vocally as Sarah is… and don’t worry, I vetoed that idea right away. Jess is going temporarily take over for Sarah until…”
“Until she gets her voice back. Thank you,” JC closed his eyes, drawing a deep breath to force himself to relax.
“You want to tell me what’s going on?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Right,” Megan’s voice was laced with disbelief and he cracked his eyes to see the same disbelief etched one her face.
“It’s a long story,” he tried.
“I’m not blind JC, regardless of what some people might think. I saw Justin staring at AJ like he was dessert and AJ was doing nothing to dissuade him… as a matter of fact that fork thing happened when he was staring at Justin. So you can either tell me, or I’ll just assume that the way that I’m reading the situation is correct and Justin and AJ have decided to share you together as opposed to flopping days.”
“I hate it when you do that,” JC sighed running a hand through his hair.
“I know,” she said with a small measure of commiseration. “So spill… unless I’m right in which case don’t spill because that’s going to be way to much information and I won’t be able to tell Nick that I don’t know when he asks me.”
The room was quiet, although Justin could tell that AJ was not asleep in the bed next to him neither said a word.
They were proving a point, that they could share a bed, share JC and not kill each other. It would be easier to prove the point if JC were in fact in the room with them. Unfortunately he wasn’t and neither him or AJ could stomach sitting in the living room watching TV and avoiding each other.
If this was going to work they would need to find some kind of common ground. Something besides JC because that was only going to take them so far. And JC wouldn’t put up with being the buffer between them for very long.
Rolling onto his side he shoved his hand under the pillow and sighed. He was bone tired; felt like he could probably sleep for a week but without JC there he didn’t feel comfortable doing that. Opening his eyes he saw AJ staring at him and on the tip of his tongue was a snide comment that he bit back.
Couldn’t prove to JC that he and AJ could get along if AJ kicked him out of the bed on the first night.
“They should be done soon,” AJ’s voice was whisper soft and husky… the sound of it sent a tingle down Justin’s spine and in his mind he thought that this might not be so bad. His body wasn’t averse to having sex with AJ… it just preferred that JC be present for it.
“Why…”
“Sarah,” AJ frowned a look of quiet contemplation crossing his face. “You know who Sarah is right?”
“There’s a poster in my, the other Justin’s room… Sarah’s Damian’s partner?” he murmured waiting expectantly for confirmation that he was correct.
“Yeah… anyway she lost her voice.”
“Lost her voice? How the hell’d she manage that?”
“I don’t even want to know,” AJ smirked shifting slightly. “That’s what they’re handling, finding a replacement for her for two shows.”
The sound of soft footsteps outside the room cut off the comment that he was going to make and AJ flopped down on his back and both of them stared at the door expectantly. JC opened it slowly, the lights illuminating the hallway shadowing him as he entered, closing the door behind him. He moved slowly around the room, shedding his clothes as he went. Stopping at the foot of the bed he stared silently at the two men who stared back at him.
“You okay?” AJ’s voice was still soft and husky.
“Yeah,” JC’s voice was tired, and Justin wondered what exactly he’d been doing locked in his office with Megan.
“Come lay down with us C,” Justin patted the expanse of bed between him and AJ.
“I don’t…” JC started, AJ cutting him off with a stern voice.
“Lay down with us JC, we promise to not molest you.”
“We do?” Justin said with a small smirk. JC just sighed heavily and crawled up the middle of the bed, settling on his back between them. AJ and Justin each moving closer to him so they could touch him.
“This isn’t going to work,” JC said softly.
Justin pressed a gentle kiss to his shoulder, then raised his head to kiss JC’s lips. Laying his head on his shoulder he watched AJ turn JC’s head so that he could kiss him and then lay his head on JC’s other shoulder.
“Give us a chance.”
Morning came with a rush of light and Justin groaned, snuggling deeper back into the arms that were around him.
So it had all been a horrible dream. He could feel JC hard against him, and that was normal but the boxers between them were unusual. They both slept nude… even when fighting.
JC’s head was pressed against his back, between his shoulder blades and he could periodically feel JC’s lips move as he mumbled in his sleep.
Justin smiled, staring at the rising sun. Closing his eyes he let himself drowse in the comfort. He was warm and safe and JC was holding one hand tightly, caressing his stomach and stroking his hip lightly.
His eyes snapped open then when he realized that didn’t compute, three hands were touching him and unless JC had grown another arm when he wasn’t looking…
Craning his head around he saw that during the night yes… JC had wrapped himself tightly around Justin, his head settled in the middle of Justin’s back. But behind him AJ had wrapped his own limbs around JC, and while JC was holding his hand and touching his stomach… AJ’s hand was the one currently roaming between JC’s hip to Justin’s.
He wasn’t quite sure how he felt about that.
Yes they had made the decision to share JC, and that would ultimately end up meaning sharing themselves, he just wasn’t sure he was quite ready to take this new three-way relationship to the next level.
He met AJ’s half-open eyes over JC’s frame and despite the bouts plaguing Justin’s mind they exchanged sleepy smiles before AJ’s eyes closed. His hand remaining where it had ended up, on Justin’s hip.
Well if AJ could be all calm and nonchalant about this…
Justin managed to disentangle himself and turned in JC’s embrace. Kissing his chin softly before he wrapped his arms around both JC and AJ at once.
He kept his eyes open, he wasn’t really tired and he’d learned early in their relationship that the only time he could study JC was when he was asleep. When he was awake he was almost hyperly active, continuously moving. If he stayed still, just stared JC would sleep through it, if he reached out to touch him like he wanted, stroked his cheek like he craved he would wake… since it had been days since he’d last had the right to touch him, let alone been close enough to do so Justin traced his high cheekbones with one gentle finger.
JC’s eyes slowly opening… blinking at him with tired, happy eyes and Justin smiled back. He could feel the relief throughout his entire body. It had been a long time since JC had looked that happy to see him, he knew part of it was that JC was still semi-asleep but part of it had to be because of him… and AJ.
AJ who was doing something to make JC make that purring noise in the back of his throat, although from where he was laying Justin couldn’t make it out. But JC’s eyes were closing again, his arms tightening reflexively around Justin, then releasing along with a sigh.
“Morning,” Justin murmured. If AJ could play so could he… Leaning forward he licked JC’s neck, one long glide from collarbone up to his chin, nipping ever so gently on the flesh he grinned as JC made a half-groan, half-moaning sound.
JC arched, pushing between them as Justin’s hand came down to cup him.
He loved touching JC, loved watching him come alive under his hands and mouth. The fact that AJ was there, stroking skin that he seemed really familiar with mattered less and less as JC writhed between them.
Pulling him into the line of his body Justin smiled as JC’s lips sought his, tongues twining together with easy familiarity and passion. If he were to forget everything tomorrow he was positive that some remnant of his love for JC would remain, of that Justin was sure.
JC pulled away from his with a gasp, one hand keeping Justin close, the other reaching behind him to touch AJ, to pull him closer.
“You’re working for the bad guys aren’t you?” JC’s voice was breathless, filled with unspeakable joy.
“Why do you say that?” Behind him AJ nipped at the skin on the back of his neck, dragging his tongue along it to soothe. In front Justin stroked his face, running his thumb over his eyes, his nose, his lips.
“Because you guys are going to kill me.”
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Date: 2003-07-22 06:52 am (UTC)More Guardians!
Mmmmm *grins* Three boys in a bed.