Let’s Talk | Geoffrey & Jared |

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A lightness that Jared couldn’t explain overcame his body when the Brit moved closer slightly. His heart pounded away. It was as if he’d just met the Brit again for the first time, and there was that immediate attraction. He thought about the cliche saying — “love at first sight”. Jared felt as if this was that moment. The moment where your heart literally pounds out of your chest and you feel like you could walk on air if you tried, as long as that person was there. His gaze was locked with that of Geoffrey’s, Jared hearing his own thoughts in his head screaming his true feelings, hoping that the Brit would hear them, see them through that eye contact.

He blinked before he finally pulled himself out of his own thoughts while lost in the Brit’s returned gaze. “Big huh? This friend of yours must be well off then?” he asked him, smirking. “How far away is it? You didn’t have any trouble getting here, did you?” His eyebrows furrowed only slightly, hoping their seeing each other hadn’t been too much of a hassle. When the Brit’s lips pressed against his thumb, Jared felt his breath catch and his heart skip a beat. The butterflies in his stomach more prominent than before. The softest smile came to his lips before he slowly and hesitantly leaned closer to Geoffrey.

Geoffrey smiled, nodding gently, “well-off is a way to put it, yep.” Geoffrey thought of what Trevor had told him, how money wasn’t important anymore, that all that material bullshit could simply be created, and when it was endless, it took on less importance. He had been right. The Brit scrunched his nose slightly before he shrugged. “It’s a ways out, nice an’ secluded. I quite like it,” he replied after a moment, eyes looking to Jared’s, “no trouble at all, mate. I was hangin’ ‘round ‘ere anyway.” His smile looked easy, despite how heavily his heart was pounding, and just how clammy his palms were getting, the excess energy running through him getting harder to control as his emotions began to run away with themselves. Geoffrey forced a slow inhale when Jared leaned forward, his fingertips seeming to buzz, nerves threatening to overwhelm as he felt himself lean forward too, stopping only when their lips were inches apart, faded eyes looking to Jared. 

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Jared smiled sincerely. He was really happy that his friend, or lover, or whatever the Brit was considered, was adjusting so well in this new place. No longer having to sleep half his day away. “Yeah,” he nodded in response, smiling, “I’d like that.” He felt happiness from the smile reach all the way to his eyes when Geoff suggested he see his new place. He really did want to see it; to know what all of the hullabaloo was about. Anything that made the Brit he knew and loved this happy was bound to be as extraordinary as he’d made it out to seem. “What’s it like?” he asked him, tilting his head before he brought his eyes back to the Brit’s lips. This time, however, Jared’s blue eyes didn’t continue North to Geoff’s. They lingered on his lip where the faded bruise was. He hesitantly brought his thumb up to run over the bottom lip lightly, finally allowing his mind wander to what could’ve caused such a mark. 

He returned the smile easily, wiggling his body closer to the other boy, looking up to him through his long eyelashes, feeling a familiar warmth in his stomach. There were few people who ever looked at him the way Jared did, and it would be impossible to say it didn’t affect him - he liked it, hell, he loved it. “It’s uh,” he said quickly, pulling himself from his wandering thoughts, “it’s nice, big. But, a bit out a’ the way.” Truthfully, he hadn’t had enough time to truly explore his new home to the extent that he had wished, but he knew there was more to it than what he had seen. Geoffrey stopped speaking when Jared moved a hand to his lip, eyes looking down to watch, then slowly raising to his eyes, his expression unreadable. Before Jared had a chance to pull his hand away, Geoffrey leaned forward to kiss his thumb softly, pressing his lips there for a few moments before he pulled away, his heart pounding in his rib cage. 

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Jared quickly nodded without even thinking. “I can definitely tell,” he grinned. “You certainly seem more awake. Vibrant really. What’s it feel like? You must just want to run around and do everything, I’d imagine!” Jared was truly curious. He was pretty impressed with just how much more energy Geoffrey had by simply being away from people with powers. It was almost unbelievable. At Geoffrey’s slight movement, a tingling sensation ran up Jared’s arms as his fingertips lightly touched the Brit’s forehead. He let his fingertips linger before he brought his index finger to the Brit’s jawline. Feeling the light stubble and tracing the bone til his chin before bringing his hand back to his side. His fingers still contained the tingling sensation, causing him to bite the inside of his cheek. He thought all he’d felt before was lust and pent up sexual desires but he realized now it was definitely more than that. Jared listened to his words and nodded, dropping his gaze to the grass between them. “I know. I mean, I wouldn’t ask you to stay here. You obviously are making it out well where ever you’re staying. I j… I just,” he struggled to find his words. “I wouldn’t ask of you to come back. That’d be extremely selfish of me,” he stopped for a second to bring his gaze back up to the Brit, realizing in his head how his words were making it seem as if they were dating. “And besides, it’s Summer break. I don’t have any ties besides work so that’ll mean more time for me to see you, yeah?”

“Heh, it’s nice, I haven’t felt tired in awhile now, ‘er, at least, it feels like awhile,” Geoffrey replied softly, rolling his lips together, eyes focusing in Jared. He couldn’t tell where this conversation was going, whether or not he would lose his nerve in telling Jared, or if the man would even ask, but it was definitely easy to lose his nerve around him. Just Jared’s eyes, his smile, that colour in his face when Geoff would touch him; Geoffrey missed all that, fuck, he missed it a lot. As Geoffrey listened to Jared, his gaze slowly drifted from him and to the grass between them, his free hand idly pulling at blades of grass, eyebrows furrowing slightly. “Yeah,” the Brit agreed softly, tugging at more grass, “uh, definitely. Yer gonna’ have to see my new place, won’t ya’? I mean, it’s… pretty different than the dorms ‘ere. It’s somethin’, Jared.”

Swappin’ Fables || Trevor Geoffrey

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Trevor could practically feel the frustrations coming off of Geoffrey, denying the boy of the pleasures he wanted but at the same time giving them to him in ways that made Geoffrey’s body practically vibrate. The noises that escaped Geoffrey’s mouth were like music to his ears, egging him on, removing all logical thought from his mind so that it was only the two of them. Mental images, wants, needs, desires, all mental images flashing through their minds, making it hard to decipher who’s thoughts were who’s. Though he supposed it didn’t matter, it was clear that they wanted the same thing. They wanted each other, and they wanted it badly.

Dragging his nails across his hips and to the front of Geoffrey’s pants, leaving matching pink ribbons along the way, Trevor ran his teeth across the sensitive skin of Geoffrey’s stomach. His fingers never once fumbled with the button, easily sliding it out while dragging himself up to place a slow and teasing kiss to the side of Geoffrey’s mouth, his lips running across Geoffrey’s as he moved to the other side, placing an identical kiss there. Grinning wickedly, Trevor returned to his position at Geoffrey’s hips, doing the same thing he’d done with Geoffrey’s shirt. He slid the boy’s jeans and boxers down an inch or so, just enough to expose Geoffrey’s visible hip bones. Running his tongue along the line of exposed bone, placing kisses and nips on the skin there before setting his mouth down, gently sucking at first, but soon increasing his force enough to leave a hickey that he felt went rather nicely with the bruises. His eyes flickered to Geoffrey’s for a moment, looking incredibly pleased with himself before turning to give the other hip equal attention.

Geoffrey swallowed loudly, head pushing back into the mattress as Trevor effortlessly unbuttoned his pants, the man’s movements feeling fluid and rehearsed despite how out of practice he should be. Everything was starting to flow, but faster than Geoffrey was able to keep up, with not only his new ability, but this new.. experience with Trevor, every part of his mind struggled to keep pace. The Brit groaned, almost in protest, although he knew he really didn’t want Trevor to stop, maybe just slow down, but did he want that either? The boy didn’t have much time to think it through before Trevor was at his mouth again, identical kisses being placed teasingly on his lips, Geoff’s own lips reaching to kiss him again, craving their bond before Trevor ducked away again.

“Shit,” Geoffrey groaned, teeth grit, hips rising only slightly to allow his jeans to slip down, his muscles shaking and vibrating below the other mans touch, “I—I, fuck, I’ve never, uh, been this way..” He knew Trevor knew what he was talking about, he knew their thoughts were linked and their minds connected. And quite suddenly Geoffrey had the vision of just where exactly this was going, and what his own role would be. One he wasn’t used to, one he didn’t know he wanted. Faded eyes met Trevor’s, still wincing at the pleasant pain from the bruises on his hips.

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Let’s Talk | Geoffrey & Jared |

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Jared listened to Geoffrey’s words, a slight smirk pulling at the corner of his slightly chapped lips. He wet them before he nodded and spoke again. “So you’re definitely not coming back then?” he questioned, only for clarification. He knew the answer full well. Letting out a soft breathy laugh, he nodded and replied to that clarification, “You must not be so tired all the time now, being away from all the students.” He watched Geoff’s hand as it moved to touch him, not realizing just how much his stomach was fluttering until his eyes moved from the hand that was on his shoulder back to the blue, apologetic yet playful eyes of the Brit’s. He smiled at the gesture, bringing his own rough fingers up to move some of the strands of hair falling onto Geoff’s forehead out of the way. “I’ve missed you too…” he nearly whispered, eyes still searching Geoffrey’s intently. “A lot.” He wanted more than anything to tell him just how much he’d missed him and realized so many things recently, but the words were stuck somewhere in his esophagus. When did it get so hard to talk to him?

Geoffrey chuckled. “Nope, not as tired, heh, can ya’ tell? Gotta’ say, feel like a new man, in many respects, but not bein’ tired is fuckin’ weird as all hell.” Geoffrey rolled his head slightly, forcing Jared’s fingertips to brush against his skin for only a moment, but it was all he needed. It was so different actually being with Jared opposed to just thinking about him, when the boy was there with him, Geoff felt that connection, it was stronger than he thought when they weren’t apart. They had a real connection. “I know, uh, heh,” Geoffrey stuttered out, looking apologetic again, grateful he was able to block out a lot of his new abilities for the time being, not wanting to know what was going on in his friends head. “I hate to do that to ya’, love,” he said after a time, wrinkling his nose slightly, “jus’… this place jus’ doesn’t suit me, yeah? Hard to be ‘round it.”

Swappin’ Fables || Trevor Geoffrey

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The kiss was just as it had been before, for some reason the meeting of their mouths opened up their minds to each other in a way that couldn’t be found any other way. Trevor sensed the safety that Geoffrey found in the darkness of his mind, and he did his best to wrap the boy in the feeling, wanting Geoffrey to feel safe and protected under him. His hands feeling their way around Geoffrey’s torso, memorizing ever line and contour of his body, painting a mental map while their lips and tongues danced together. Trevor almost pouted himself when Geoffrey pulled away, but instead just calmly watched as Geoffrey pulled the shirt over his head, eyes never breaking contact with Geoffrey’s. As soon as the shirt was off, Trevor brought one hand around to Geoffrey’s back, palm resting on the small of his back while he pulled him up, pressing their torso’s flush against each other.

Trevor returned his lips to Geoffrey’s, the heat and energy wrapping around them into a feeling of pure power. All stemming from the boy beneath him, and it drove Trevor crazy, for it it felt like this between them when Trevor’s energies were running on empty, he couldn’t even begin to imagine what it would feel like with both of them running on a full tank. The thought made him grip Geoffrey closer to him for a brief moment before resting Geoffrey back against the mattress, his sheets fallen and forgotten on the floor from their motions. He broke apart their kiss again, immediately missing the contact but replacing it with his lips falling to Geoffrey’s chest again. Tongue running across his sternum and down to the spot below his bellybutton, biting down on the skin there while Trevor’s hands came up to cup both sides of the Brit’s neck. They lingered there a moment, thumbs brushing against the corners of Geoffrey’s lips before running across his chest and to his side, fingers curling the moment he felt the indents of Geoffrey’s ribcage, nails dragging pink lines from his rips to the hem of Geoffrey’s jeans.

If Geoffrey had wanted to pull his gaze from the other man, he wasn’t sure if he could; Trevor stared intently at him, his eyes burning a hole into him, keeping his gaze steady. So focused on the man’s eyes, Geoffrey was surprised when he was pulled upwards, the heat of their bodies crashing together, the intense heat created between them both shocking and pleasant.  Groaning, their lips were pressed together again, and Geoffrey sighed when he felt their mental connection strengthen. It was becoming much like a drug to him; that feeling of safety and warmth and protection - he had never felt it before in his life, but it seemed when he was connected to Trevor that way, nothing could hurt him, nothing could even phase him. 

When he felt the mattress below him again, Geoffrey arched his back dramatically, trying to get back to the heat that seemed to leave him immediately as their bodies separated. Trevor’s mouth and hands were proving to be conflicting, the sensations overwhelming Geoff enough to make him writhe pleasantly under his touch; each flick of the tongue and rough scratch of his nail forcing a whimpered moan from the Brit’s mouth. “F-Fuck…” he groaned, Trevor’s hands down near his jeans, Geoff unable to stop the images running through his head, knowing completely that Trevor would be able to see them - that he could see just what he wanted, and just how bad he wanted it. 

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Let’s Talk | Geoffrey & Jared |

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Jared licked his lips slightly and let out a quick laugh. “Something like that,” he muttered, smile never breaking. When Geoff gestured to the spot next to him in the luscious green grass next to him, Jared didn’t think twice before sitting himself down next to the Brit. “Something relaxing sounds pretty good. I actually already went for the run this morning anyways. Got up a little earlier than usual,” he shrugged, not mentioning that it was because he’d had difficulty sleeping recently. Jared laid himself down seconds after he’d taken the seat, bringing his arms behind his head to allow him some cushioning as he looked up to the white fluffy clouds lingering above them as well. He closed his eyes momentarily, enjoying just being in  this man’s presence again.

He’d longed to be with Geoff again, his body aching to simply hear his voice, his heavy accent… He didn’t admit it up until then, but he really did miss the Brit. Miss him and care for him a lot more than he’d intended initially. When that voice broke the silence again, it widened Jared’s smile. “Nah. I’m not much of a dancer anyways,” he admitted, eyes still closed. He shrugged lightly before opening his eyes finally and glancing over to the Brit, leaning forward while using his elbows as support. “I didn’t care if we were out dancing or where we were really, as long as I could spend a little time with you.” His gaze caught the Brit’s, eyes searching for answers, possibly mutual emotions. “How are you, Geoffrey?” he asked him sincerely, the smile having faded slightly. 

Geoffrey rolled his lips together, head rolled to the side as he listened to Jared. He seemed genuine, hell, he just seemed so fucking kind. And that realization only made Geoffrey feel a little worse for neglecting him so much, the guy just wanted to hang out, and he could barely give him that. Geoffrey coughed when the conversation was brought to him. “M’a’right, mate,” he said quickly, shrugging a bit, “I mean, it’s nice to be away from the school, an’ it’s just… hell, good to be done with it, y’know?” The Brit mimicked his friend and rolled over on to his side, head propped up with his arm, the other hand moving between them, fingers hesitantly petting Jared’s arm, a playful smile creeping on his face. “I have missed ya’,” he stated after a moment, almost shyly, “I mean, I feel like I’m always sayin’ that, hah. But I guess I mean it, I mean, I know I mean it.”

Let’s Talk | Geoffrey & Jared |

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Jared may have gone a little quicker than usual, getting there in 15 minutes as opposed to twenty, but the Brit was already there, waiting, laying in the grass seeming content. A delighted smirk cracked his previous impassive mask. He walked over to the Brit, tilting his head slightly. “Well you’re certainly punctual, aren’t you?” he asked, laughing lightly as he got closer to him. His heart was beating faster now that he’d gotten there, and it wasn’t just from his short jog. There was something about Geoffrey… He seemed brighter now. His skin tone, his eyes, his physical demeanor, everything. He didn’t look as tired as usual, which was a pleasant surprise, but a surprise nonetheless. It wasn’t that Geoff looked like a tired homeless and grubby man before, just that there was obviously something new in the way the Brit looked up at him. “Hey,” was all he could get out as he stood a few feet from where the Brit sat now. 

When Geoffrey arrived he moved to lay down, his usually tired eyes looking up to the day happily, his mind still buzzing from all the new energy in his system, and all the new opportunities he had been given. He had allowed himself to  get lost in his own thought when he heard the familiar voice of his friend and looked over to him, shrugging as best he could in his relaxed position. “Aye, punctuality is the name a’ the game, inn’it?” With a smile the two held eye contact for a moment before Geoff tilt his head to the spot beside him, indicating Jared should join him. “Come sit, yeah? Unless ya were hopin’ we actually go fer that run, heh, I was thinkin’ somethin’ a bit more relaxin’.” Once Jared sat down, Geoffrey took a moment to look him over; the truth was, he had missed the kid, missed him a lot. The two had gotten so close so fast, and Geoffrey would forever be grateful to Jared for pulling him out of the funk he found himself in so often. A minute or so went by before Geoff broke the silence. “Hope yer not too let out that we’re missin’ the dance, I don’t know how much those ‘re yer thing, but I prefer it out ‘ere, yeah?”