help_haiti lightning round, part 6
[BSB/N'sync] [Justin/AJ] [Sort of R?]
So I signed up for the lightning round over at help_haiti. This one's for trumpeterofdoom, who asked for AJ/Justin set in the __loveis 'verse. :D Just about 1000 words.
"Hey," Joey says, looking up to see Justin and AJ appear in front of his table. "I was wondering when you'd-oh my god, what, were you two up all night doing it again?"
Justin waves a finger crudely at Joey before settling into the seat across him. "No," he mutters, irritably. "That's exactly what we spent all night up not doing."
Joey blinks, blinks again, then raises an eyebrow. "Uh--what?"
AJ grumpily dumps his satchel onto the desk, then promptly buries his face in it. "God," he murmurs, "I'm so horny I could screw the table."
"I'd screw the fucking librarian," Justin groans, while Joey sits back in his seat and snorts with helpless laughter. "Mid terms are killers but why the fuck is my sex life suffering? Come on, Fatone, reason with him. Studying and depriving a healthy sex drive are two completely separate issues."
AJ gives a long-suffering sigh. "Think about it long-term wise," he reasons, or tries to, as much as he can when he's so goddamn horny. "That way your studies don't suffer."
"But my dick does," Justin grumbles, "and that affects my mood, which affects my studies, so everything fucking suffers in the end anyway. I don't see how you wanting to hump the table keeps you from suffering, either."
Joey just sniggers. He knows better than to actually interrupt.
AJ sits up violently, and the table gives an involuntary squeak of protest. "You're not the only horny one here, okay? But we don't really have the luxury of a choice. "
"Oh, fuck that," Justin growls. "You always have a choice. Just choose to say, right now, 'Justin, would you come back to my dorm and fuck my brains out?' 'Cause, surprise, surprise, I probably wouldn't turn you down."
"Yeah," AJ snorts. "And then what? I'd get kicked out of my program and be forced to go back home, or sleep on the street. It's seven fucking degrees out there!"
Justin shrugs, looking seriously up at AJ. "So come live with me till it's warm enough to sleep on park benches again."
AJ rolls his eyes, flashing Justin the finger before slumping back onto the chair. "Like Nick would actually be into that."
"Oh, come on!" Justin fumes, quietly, as Joey pushes away from the table (self preservation has always been one of his strong suits). "At least meet me halfway! Fucking compromise, man!"
"Celibacy hasn't killed anyone as far as I know." AJ mutters.
Justin snorts derisively. "Yeah? Why d'you think we never see any young priests?"
AJ glares at Justin, slamming the dictionary open on the table. "Jesus, Justin, would it kill you to think with your actual brain for once? Some of us actually want to do well at this whole college thing."
"Goddammit, I'll sleep with your lecturers for you if I have to!" Justin hisses, slamming his book shut and ignoring the furious looks the librarian is shooting their way.
"I can't believe you just fucking said that." AJ stands, half indignant and half disbelieving. "Because that's the foundation of a really healthy relationship, right?"
Justin turns to Joey and says, "note that we're talking about monogamy right now, not celibacy." Then he turns back to AJ, "there is sex involved in monogamy!"
"I don't fucking believe this," AJ says, his breathing ragged, and he goes completely still for a moment. Then he all but dives across the table and yanks Justin forward by the collar to kiss him hard.
Joey smothers a guffaw at the librarian's loud gasp.
Justin groans into the kiss, and Joey's laughter turns into something else entirely that has him turning away. "Thank fucking god," Justin mutters, fisting AJ's shirt. He glances at Joey out of the corner of his eye, "if anyone comes within two feet of us, I'll fucking kill you."
Then he drags AJ behind the nearest bookshelf, and Joey tries to pretend he can't hear the rest of it.
"You held out four fucking days," Justin says, still sounding incredulous, as AJ rolls over and sprawls out beside him. The floor is kind of cold, but they're making do. "How the hell do you have that much willpower?"
AJ leans over to pull a book off the shelf, and waves it under Justin's nose. "Either I was insane," he says, with a wry smile, "Or the fact that I have a million assignments due next week really helped."
Justin takes the book and tosses it casually onto the floor. "You are not going to flunk out because of a couple of assignments," he says, and then kisses AJ firmly. "Doing well for your mid-terms has nothing to do with having sex with your boyfriend. Haven't you heard sex is relaxing? It'll help you study better, if anything."
AJ rolls his eyes, clearly unconvinced, but his mouth is sort of twitching as he touches Justin's jaw. "Yeah, well, I guess we're going to be spending a lot of time testing that theory in the next couple of days."
"It's not like that's all we do, you know," Justin mutters, nudging AJ arm. "I just mean--look, cutting down is fine. Cutting me off? Is not. And please don't spring this shit on me again. If you get desperate I'll pay you for the sex, I swear."
"Guess that'll make me your personal hooker then," AJ teases, with a half-grin, and curls up closer to Justin.
"Yeah, but I'm pretty much broke, so all I can give you is a roof over your head, three meals a day and a clean bathroom." Justin replies, grinning back. "Which, you know, you already have."
"Shut up," AJ says softly, moving in to nip at Justin's collarbone. "I'll tell you when I get desperate enough. Now are you ready to move this back to my room? Because I'm thinking it's about time you fuck me again."
"Sounds like a plan," Justin agrees, smiling against AJ's mouth. "And maybe after we can even get some studying done. Keep you in college."
"Maybe," AJ says, grinning as Justin drags him up and out of the library.
So I signed up for the lightning round over at help_haiti. This one's for trumpeterofdoom, who asked for AJ/Justin set in the __loveis 'verse. :D Just about 1000 words.
"Hey," Joey says, looking up to see Justin and AJ appear in front of his table. "I was wondering when you'd-oh my god, what, were you two up all night doing it again?"
Justin waves a finger crudely at Joey before settling into the seat across him. "No," he mutters, irritably. "That's exactly what we spent all night up not doing."
Joey blinks, blinks again, then raises an eyebrow. "Uh--what?"
AJ grumpily dumps his satchel onto the desk, then promptly buries his face in it. "God," he murmurs, "I'm so horny I could screw the table."
"I'd screw the fucking librarian," Justin groans, while Joey sits back in his seat and snorts with helpless laughter. "Mid terms are killers but why the fuck is my sex life suffering? Come on, Fatone, reason with him. Studying and depriving a healthy sex drive are two completely separate issues."
AJ gives a long-suffering sigh. "Think about it long-term wise," he reasons, or tries to, as much as he can when he's so goddamn horny. "That way your studies don't suffer."
"But my dick does," Justin grumbles, "and that affects my mood, which affects my studies, so everything fucking suffers in the end anyway. I don't see how you wanting to hump the table keeps you from suffering, either."
Joey just sniggers. He knows better than to actually interrupt.
AJ sits up violently, and the table gives an involuntary squeak of protest. "You're not the only horny one here, okay? But we don't really have the luxury of a choice. "
"Oh, fuck that," Justin growls. "You always have a choice. Just choose to say, right now, 'Justin, would you come back to my dorm and fuck my brains out?' 'Cause, surprise, surprise, I probably wouldn't turn you down."
"Yeah," AJ snorts. "And then what? I'd get kicked out of my program and be forced to go back home, or sleep on the street. It's seven fucking degrees out there!"
Justin shrugs, looking seriously up at AJ. "So come live with me till it's warm enough to sleep on park benches again."
AJ rolls his eyes, flashing Justin the finger before slumping back onto the chair. "Like Nick would actually be into that."
"Oh, come on!" Justin fumes, quietly, as Joey pushes away from the table (self preservation has always been one of his strong suits). "At least meet me halfway! Fucking compromise, man!"
"Celibacy hasn't killed anyone as far as I know." AJ mutters.
Justin snorts derisively. "Yeah? Why d'you think we never see any young priests?"
AJ glares at Justin, slamming the dictionary open on the table. "Jesus, Justin, would it kill you to think with your actual brain for once? Some of us actually want to do well at this whole college thing."
"Goddammit, I'll sleep with your lecturers for you if I have to!" Justin hisses, slamming his book shut and ignoring the furious looks the librarian is shooting their way.
"I can't believe you just fucking said that." AJ stands, half indignant and half disbelieving. "Because that's the foundation of a really healthy relationship, right?"
Justin turns to Joey and says, "note that we're talking about monogamy right now, not celibacy." Then he turns back to AJ, "there is sex involved in monogamy!"
"I don't fucking believe this," AJ says, his breathing ragged, and he goes completely still for a moment. Then he all but dives across the table and yanks Justin forward by the collar to kiss him hard.
Joey smothers a guffaw at the librarian's loud gasp.
Justin groans into the kiss, and Joey's laughter turns into something else entirely that has him turning away. "Thank fucking god," Justin mutters, fisting AJ's shirt. He glances at Joey out of the corner of his eye, "if anyone comes within two feet of us, I'll fucking kill you."
Then he drags AJ behind the nearest bookshelf, and Joey tries to pretend he can't hear the rest of it.
"You held out four fucking days," Justin says, still sounding incredulous, as AJ rolls over and sprawls out beside him. The floor is kind of cold, but they're making do. "How the hell do you have that much willpower?"
AJ leans over to pull a book off the shelf, and waves it under Justin's nose. "Either I was insane," he says, with a wry smile, "Or the fact that I have a million assignments due next week really helped."
Justin takes the book and tosses it casually onto the floor. "You are not going to flunk out because of a couple of assignments," he says, and then kisses AJ firmly. "Doing well for your mid-terms has nothing to do with having sex with your boyfriend. Haven't you heard sex is relaxing? It'll help you study better, if anything."
AJ rolls his eyes, clearly unconvinced, but his mouth is sort of twitching as he touches Justin's jaw. "Yeah, well, I guess we're going to be spending a lot of time testing that theory in the next couple of days."
"It's not like that's all we do, you know," Justin mutters, nudging AJ arm. "I just mean--look, cutting down is fine. Cutting me off? Is not. And please don't spring this shit on me again. If you get desperate I'll pay you for the sex, I swear."
"Guess that'll make me your personal hooker then," AJ teases, with a half-grin, and curls up closer to Justin.
"Yeah, but I'm pretty much broke, so all I can give you is a roof over your head, three meals a day and a clean bathroom." Justin replies, grinning back. "Which, you know, you already have."
"Shut up," AJ says softly, moving in to nip at Justin's collarbone. "I'll tell you when I get desperate enough. Now are you ready to move this back to my room? Because I'm thinking it's about time you fuck me again."
"Sounds like a plan," Justin agrees, smiling against AJ's mouth. "And maybe after we can even get some studying done. Keep you in college."
"Maybe," AJ says, grinning as Justin drags him up and out of the library.