The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
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15
The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea Chapter Fifteen (NC-17)
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and EMPRESS OF MULTITASKING, don’t forget your toothbrush! InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink and Dracena are extra nice and wonderful for archiving/hosting! ProPhile: Your smutmuseness is splendiferous… Morgan: *glomp * Readers/Reviewers: *twirls happily * Thank you!!!! And the Killer Kitties ™ are starting franchises… keep an eye out for Killer Kitties ™ near you…
“Oh, God, stop it!” Jamie buried his face against his knees and stifled furthutbuutburst.
Remy rolled his eyes slightly. “Jamie, you gotta know dese tings…”
“He is right, my almost virginal friend,” Lance put in, still slurring a little. He leaned forward, pushing Kurt back slightly, to add, “But you gotta make sure she’s, like, ready, ya know?”
“No,” Jamie replied, “I don’t know!” He looked up, seeking a friendly face, and lit on Kurt. “Make them stop!”
Kurt sighed. “Sadly, they do have a point, Jamie… Though I would’ve used nicer words,” he added, glaring slightly at Lance and Remy.
“Desole, homme, mais what de point in prettyin’ it up? Usin’ de textbook names just gonna take de romance outta it.”
Jono seemed to exude a sigh as he shifted in his spot on the floor. _* Has anyone ever told the lot of you that you’re daft? Seriously daft? _* He rose smoothly to his feet, the wrappings about the remains of his torso seeping light and throwing the assembled party into an odd relief against the basement wall. _*Jamie, don’t listen to ‘em. You’ll go mad trying to do all of that, especially now… _*
“And you’re the end all be all of sexual experience?” Lance snorted. Todd mirrored the sound half heartedly, staring at some spot in the middle of the circle blindly.
Jono’s brows rose and Jamie was sure he was smirking. *_How do you think this, _* he took in his current state with a sweep of his hand, _* happened? _*1 He deliberately cut Lance out of the conversation, stepping between him and Jamie. _*Look, Jamie, all you have to do is make sure she wants to be there, that she wants to be doing it with you. All else will fall into place. No fancy attempts at making her howl… though with her, that might happen anyway… _*
Jamie sighed and gave Jono a semi-rueful look. “Easier said than done,” he replied after a moment. “She wants to, last I heard from her, and I want to, but we’ve done it once and I’m worried maybe she didn’t like it or maybe I’m going to mess up and she’ll hate it now…”
Kurt stepped in, sliding between Todd and Remy. “Jamie, look, if you’re scared, then it’s not the right time. Just wait until it feels right for the both of you.”
“Yeah, listen to Mister Coat Closet,” Todd put in wryly, also standing. “He knows about picking moments.”
Kurt spat curse at him in Rom and added sweetly, “I mean that as a friend.”
Todd yawned and shot him a rude gesture. “Ditto.”
Jono, a looming dark presence despite the glow emanating from him, rolled his eyes at Remy as the Cajun muttered his own opinion of the entire situation under his breath. “Quoi?” Remy snapped. “You got somethin’ to be sayin’ to me, Jono? I ain’t got time fo’ no mopin’!”
Jono merely shook his head and gave Jamie a sympathetic look. _*When you’re done wading through their bullshit, I’ll be in my room if you want to talk… _* He gave the others a last, amused look and nodded curtly, departing in a silent flurry of coattails and muttered imprecations against their sanity.
Kurt shifted restlessly, giving Lance, Todd and Remy wary glances. “I have to go help Kitty deal with a family emergency otherwise I’d stay to make sure you could be deprogrammed,” he informed Jamie. “But look, just take it all with a grain… a tablespoon… of salt. Okay?”
Jamie nodded, looking almost fearfully at the other three males. “Uh, Kurt, leave your cell phone number, okay?”
lau laughed kindly, vanishing in a burst of sulfurous smoke. “I hate it when he does that,” Todd muttered. “To demonic, the laughing and brimstone.” He shuddered theatrically and put in, “I’m the wrong person to be down here… I got problems of my own, man. I gotta figure out a way to get Rogue to not hate me now.”
“Apologize,” Jamie shrugged. “ It’s not rocket science!”
Lance seized on that. “Exactly! Neither is doing it!” He looped a heavy arm around Jamie’s shoulders and motioned to Remy. “We can tell ya… just go with the flow, man. Go with the flow…”
Todd raised a brow. “You’re kind of stupid drunk, Lance.”
Remy snorted. “I gots some plannin’ ta do for tomorrow mais you be keepin’ in mind what we was tellin’ ya. Try it, she’ll like it.” He sketched a vague bow to his friends before following Jono’s route from the room, calling back some last minute advice as he shut the door behind him.
Jamie hoped he did not look as nauseated and scared as he felt. He knew the basics of sex and even some things that Rahne, much less anyone else, would not sut tht that he knew. Finally, he nodded to Lance and Todd. “Okay. Tell me everything then. Just nothing impossible to do, right?”
Todd snickered. “Everything is possible yo. It’s just a matter of whether or not your insurance covers acts of boinking.”
“Do you have to keep calling it that?” Jamie winced. “It’s making !”
!”
Lance bit his tongue. A year or more before, he would have made fun of the phrase unmercifully, but now, he could understand the meaning and the differences… “Okay, here’s the deal,” he suddenly burst out. “We’re gonna be gone this week, right?”
Jamie nodded slowly. “So?”
“So the entire dorm wing of the mansion is going to be empty. The newbies are gonna be in training with Logan all day, Storm’s out in her greenhouse all the time… No one will catch you two if you plan it right!”
Todd nodded, eager to have some distraction. “You pick a day and we’ll arrange it so the Professor is gone!”
“Aren’t you going to be in Boston?” Jamie asked in some small confusion.
“Yeah,” Todd shrugged, “but distance ain’t no thing to us, ‘specially for shit like thi La Lance smiled, more sober now than before. “Just pick a day and leave it up to us, Jamie.”
Jamie felt more sick then than he had in his entire life combined.
1 Jono was being close with his girlfriend and boom. Very bad things. http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/9333/bio.html
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and EMPRESS OF MULTITASKING, don’t forget your toothbrush! InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink and Dracena are extra nice and wonderful for archiving/hosting! ProPhile: Your smutmuseness is splendiferous… Morgan: *glomp * Readers/Reviewers: *twirls happily * Thank you!!!! And the Killer Kitties ™ are starting franchises… keep an eye out for Killer Kitties ™ near you…
“Oh, God, stop it!” Jamie buried his face against his knees and stifled furthutbuutburst.
Remy rolled his eyes slightly. “Jamie, you gotta know dese tings…”
“He is right, my almost virginal friend,” Lance put in, still slurring a little. He leaned forward, pushing Kurt back slightly, to add, “But you gotta make sure she’s, like, ready, ya know?”
“No,” Jamie replied, “I don’t know!” He looked up, seeking a friendly face, and lit on Kurt. “Make them stop!”
Kurt sighed. “Sadly, they do have a point, Jamie… Though I would’ve used nicer words,” he added, glaring slightly at Lance and Remy.
“Desole, homme, mais what de point in prettyin’ it up? Usin’ de textbook names just gonna take de romance outta it.”
Jono seemed to exude a sigh as he shifted in his spot on the floor. _* Has anyone ever told the lot of you that you’re daft? Seriously daft? _* He rose smoothly to his feet, the wrappings about the remains of his torso seeping light and throwing the assembled party into an odd relief against the basement wall. _*Jamie, don’t listen to ‘em. You’ll go mad trying to do all of that, especially now… _*
“And you’re the end all be all of sexual experience?” Lance snorted. Todd mirrored the sound half heartedly, staring at some spot in the middle of the circle blindly.
Jono’s brows rose and Jamie was sure he was smirking. *_How do you think this, _* he took in his current state with a sweep of his hand, _* happened? _*1 He deliberately cut Lance out of the conversation, stepping between him and Jamie. _*Look, Jamie, all you have to do is make sure she wants to be there, that she wants to be doing it with you. All else will fall into place. No fancy attempts at making her howl… though with her, that might happen anyway… _*
Jamie sighed and gave Jono a semi-rueful look. “Easier said than done,” he replied after a moment. “She wants to, last I heard from her, and I want to, but we’ve done it once and I’m worried maybe she didn’t like it or maybe I’m going to mess up and she’ll hate it now…”
Kurt stepped in, sliding between Todd and Remy. “Jamie, look, if you’re scared, then it’s not the right time. Just wait until it feels right for the both of you.”
“Yeah, listen to Mister Coat Closet,” Todd put in wryly, also standing. “He knows about picking moments.”
Kurt spat curse at him in Rom and added sweetly, “I mean that as a friend.”
Todd yawned and shot him a rude gesture. “Ditto.”
Jono, a looming dark presence despite the glow emanating from him, rolled his eyes at Remy as the Cajun muttered his own opinion of the entire situation under his breath. “Quoi?” Remy snapped. “You got somethin’ to be sayin’ to me, Jono? I ain’t got time fo’ no mopin’!”
Jono merely shook his head and gave Jamie a sympathetic look. _*When you’re done wading through their bullshit, I’ll be in my room if you want to talk… _* He gave the others a last, amused look and nodded curtly, departing in a silent flurry of coattails and muttered imprecations against their sanity.
Kurt shifted restlessly, giving Lance, Todd and Remy wary glances. “I have to go help Kitty deal with a family emergency otherwise I’d stay to make sure you could be deprogrammed,” he informed Jamie. “But look, just take it all with a grain… a tablespoon… of salt. Okay?”
Jamie nodded, looking almost fearfully at the other three males. “Uh, Kurt, leave your cell phone number, okay?”
lau laughed kindly, vanishing in a burst of sulfurous smoke. “I hate it when he does that,” Todd muttered. “To demonic, the laughing and brimstone.” He shuddered theatrically and put in, “I’m the wrong person to be down here… I got problems of my own, man. I gotta figure out a way to get Rogue to not hate me now.”
“Apologize,” Jamie shrugged. “ It’s not rocket science!”
Lance seized on that. “Exactly! Neither is doing it!” He looped a heavy arm around Jamie’s shoulders and motioned to Remy. “We can tell ya… just go with the flow, man. Go with the flow…”
Todd raised a brow. “You’re kind of stupid drunk, Lance.”
Remy snorted. “I gots some plannin’ ta do for tomorrow mais you be keepin’ in mind what we was tellin’ ya. Try it, she’ll like it.” He sketched a vague bow to his friends before following Jono’s route from the room, calling back some last minute advice as he shut the door behind him.
Jamie hoped he did not look as nauseated and scared as he felt. He knew the basics of sex and even some things that Rahne, much less anyone else, would not sut tht that he knew. Finally, he nodded to Lance and Todd. “Okay. Tell me everything then. Just nothing impossible to do, right?”
Todd snickered. “Everything is possible yo. It’s just a matter of whether or not your insurance covers acts of boinking.”
“Do you have to keep calling it that?” Jamie winced. “It’s making !”
!”
Lance bit his tongue. A year or more before, he would have made fun of the phrase unmercifully, but now, he could understand the meaning and the differences… “Okay, here’s the deal,” he suddenly burst out. “We’re gonna be gone this week, right?”
Jamie nodded slowly. “So?”
“So the entire dorm wing of the mansion is going to be empty. The newbies are gonna be in training with Logan all day, Storm’s out in her greenhouse all the time… No one will catch you two if you plan it right!”
Todd nodded, eager to have some distraction. “You pick a day and we’ll arrange it so the Professor is gone!”
“Aren’t you going to be in Boston?” Jamie asked in some small confusion.
“Yeah,” Todd shrugged, “but distance ain’t no thing to us, ‘specially for shit like thi La Lance smiled, more sober now than before. “Just pick a day and leave it up to us, Jamie.”
Jamie felt more sick then than he had in his entire life combined.
1 Jono was being close with his girlfriend and boom. Very bad things. http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/9333/bio.html