The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
Title: The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
Characters: Jude/Max
Fandom: Across the Universe
Rating: R
Table: 11
Prompt: 8, First Sight
Author's Note: This is entirely a product of imagination, and I do not own Jude Feeny, Max Carrigan, or any of the other characters depicted in the film Across the Universe.
"Do you remember the first time you saw me?"
Max looked startled at the question, raising his head from the pillow a bit. It wasn't the kind of thing he'd expected to hear, not right after he and Jude had made love, their bodies sated and tired from spending the last few hours in bed, lost in each other. But it was a question that he knew he had to answer.
"I do," he said softly, looking down at his boyfriend. Jude was laying curled up against his side, his dark head resting on Max's chest, pressed against his heartbeat. Close to his heart, where he belonged, Max told himself, smiling to himself. That was the only place he ever wanted Jude to be. "But at the time, I was just concerned with finding a place to hide."
"Those frat boys really had you scared, didn't they?" Jude couldn't help laughing, remembering the look on Max's face when he'd come running into the basement room that Jude had been staying in for the brief time he'd spent at the university. He hadn't gone there looking for a lover -- but that was what he'd found. And he wouldn't change a thing.
"Yeah, they did," Max laughed, shaking his head ruefully. "I knew they'd kick my ass if they caught me, after I shot that golf ball right through their window. Maybe I deserved to get my butt whipped, but thanks to you, I got lucky that night. In more ways than one."
"So, to you, I was just a way out of a bad situation, hmmm?" Jude couldn't help teasing his boyfriend, smirking up at Max from under his long lashes. He didn't mean it, of course; Max had told him before that he'd felt something the first time their eyes had met, something that he hadn't imparted to Jude at the time. But it had been there nonetheless.
"Come on, you know you were more than that." Max's voice was soft, husky; it was obvious that he intended to take Jude's question seriously. Now, that was something that didn't happen often, Jude said to himself, smiling inwardly. Max was usually a clown, a joker. He didn't like to take life too seriously -- he said it gave him indigestion to do so.
But now, he seemed to be in what Jude could only describe as a romantic mood, and the British boy wasn't about to break it. He sat up a little, turning over and propping his chin on his hands, looking up at Max with raised eyebrows and an expectant look on his face. "So, when you first saw me, exactly what did you think?"
Max seemed to consider for a few minutes, then he smiled and turned his gaze on Jude. "That you were the most beautiful guy I'd ever seen. That I wanted you more than I'd ever wanted anybody. And that I was willing to beg you for a chance to spend our lives together."
Jude leaned forward, brushing his lips against Max's. "That's the most beautiful thing anybody's ever said to me," he murmured against his lover's lips, deeply moved by Max's words. "Nobody I've ever known before has thought that way about me -- all they've ever wanted was my body, and not for a commitment. More like just for one night."
"You know I want you for a lot longer than that," Max said softly, raising both hands to run them through Jude's hair, moving his hands down his boyfriend's body to pull the other young man close against him. "So .... what did you think the first time you saw me?" he inquired, smiling against Jude's lips.
Jude lifted his head, looking straight into Max's eyes, not letting his gaze waver. "The first time I saw you .... I thought you were this beautiful blonde Adonis who couldn't possibly be real. I thought you'd fallen down from heaven, and that I had to keep staring at you and drink in my fill of your face because I'd never see you again."
Max couldn't keep himself from chuckling at Jude's words, shaking his head. "I wondered why you were staring at me like that. I figured I had mud in my hair from taking a slide along the ground when those guys were chasing me outside."
Jude shook his head, still holding Max's gaze with his own. "No, you couldn't have looked more beautiful to me. The only thing in my mind was that I wanted to be next to you forever, and that if I was lucky enough to ever have you, I was never going to let you go, even if I had to beg you to stay with me for the rest of my life and let me love you."
"Great minds think alike, huh?" Max said softly, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. "Baby, I'll never stop thinking about you like that. The first time I saw your face, I knew you were the perfect guy for me. Maybe I was just being shallow and basing that on your looks, but I could sense something in you that went a lot deeper than just that beautiful face."
"They certainly do," Jude answered, burrowing into Max's arms with a contented sigh. "I knew there was something about you that was much more than just that beautiful smile and suave attitude. Something that made me fall in love with you on the spot -- and makes me keep falling in love with you over and over, every day of my life."
"Care to show me just how much you love me?" Max said with a grin, raising his eyebrows as if he was asking a question, when in fact, they both knew what they'd spend the rest of the night doing.
"I don't think that'll be a problem at all," Jude breathed as Max rolled over on top of him, closing his eyes and arching his body up against his boyfriend's. Within moments, the two of them were lost in each other, oblivious to all else.
Characters: Jude/Max
Fandom: Across the Universe
Rating: R
Table: 11
Prompt: 8, First Sight
Author's Note: This is entirely a product of imagination, and I do not own Jude Feeny, Max Carrigan, or any of the other characters depicted in the film Across the Universe.
"Do you remember the first time you saw me?"
Max looked startled at the question, raising his head from the pillow a bit. It wasn't the kind of thing he'd expected to hear, not right after he and Jude had made love, their bodies sated and tired from spending the last few hours in bed, lost in each other. But it was a question that he knew he had to answer.
"I do," he said softly, looking down at his boyfriend. Jude was laying curled up against his side, his dark head resting on Max's chest, pressed against his heartbeat. Close to his heart, where he belonged, Max told himself, smiling to himself. That was the only place he ever wanted Jude to be. "But at the time, I was just concerned with finding a place to hide."
"Those frat boys really had you scared, didn't they?" Jude couldn't help laughing, remembering the look on Max's face when he'd come running into the basement room that Jude had been staying in for the brief time he'd spent at the university. He hadn't gone there looking for a lover -- but that was what he'd found. And he wouldn't change a thing.
"Yeah, they did," Max laughed, shaking his head ruefully. "I knew they'd kick my ass if they caught me, after I shot that golf ball right through their window. Maybe I deserved to get my butt whipped, but thanks to you, I got lucky that night. In more ways than one."
"So, to you, I was just a way out of a bad situation, hmmm?" Jude couldn't help teasing his boyfriend, smirking up at Max from under his long lashes. He didn't mean it, of course; Max had told him before that he'd felt something the first time their eyes had met, something that he hadn't imparted to Jude at the time. But it had been there nonetheless.
"Come on, you know you were more than that." Max's voice was soft, husky; it was obvious that he intended to take Jude's question seriously. Now, that was something that didn't happen often, Jude said to himself, smiling inwardly. Max was usually a clown, a joker. He didn't like to take life too seriously -- he said it gave him indigestion to do so.
But now, he seemed to be in what Jude could only describe as a romantic mood, and the British boy wasn't about to break it. He sat up a little, turning over and propping his chin on his hands, looking up at Max with raised eyebrows and an expectant look on his face. "So, when you first saw me, exactly what did you think?"
Max seemed to consider for a few minutes, then he smiled and turned his gaze on Jude. "That you were the most beautiful guy I'd ever seen. That I wanted you more than I'd ever wanted anybody. And that I was willing to beg you for a chance to spend our lives together."
Jude leaned forward, brushing his lips against Max's. "That's the most beautiful thing anybody's ever said to me," he murmured against his lover's lips, deeply moved by Max's words. "Nobody I've ever known before has thought that way about me -- all they've ever wanted was my body, and not for a commitment. More like just for one night."
"You know I want you for a lot longer than that," Max said softly, raising both hands to run them through Jude's hair, moving his hands down his boyfriend's body to pull the other young man close against him. "So .... what did you think the first time you saw me?" he inquired, smiling against Jude's lips.
Jude lifted his head, looking straight into Max's eyes, not letting his gaze waver. "The first time I saw you .... I thought you were this beautiful blonde Adonis who couldn't possibly be real. I thought you'd fallen down from heaven, and that I had to keep staring at you and drink in my fill of your face because I'd never see you again."
Max couldn't keep himself from chuckling at Jude's words, shaking his head. "I wondered why you were staring at me like that. I figured I had mud in my hair from taking a slide along the ground when those guys were chasing me outside."
Jude shook his head, still holding Max's gaze with his own. "No, you couldn't have looked more beautiful to me. The only thing in my mind was that I wanted to be next to you forever, and that if I was lucky enough to ever have you, I was never going to let you go, even if I had to beg you to stay with me for the rest of my life and let me love you."
"Great minds think alike, huh?" Max said softly, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. "Baby, I'll never stop thinking about you like that. The first time I saw your face, I knew you were the perfect guy for me. Maybe I was just being shallow and basing that on your looks, but I could sense something in you that went a lot deeper than just that beautiful face."
"They certainly do," Jude answered, burrowing into Max's arms with a contented sigh. "I knew there was something about you that was much more than just that beautiful smile and suave attitude. Something that made me fall in love with you on the spot -- and makes me keep falling in love with you over and over, every day of my life."
"Care to show me just how much you love me?" Max said with a grin, raising his eyebrows as if he was asking a question, when in fact, they both knew what they'd spend the rest of the night doing.
"I don't think that'll be a problem at all," Jude breathed as Max rolled over on top of him, closing his eyes and arching his body up against his boyfriend's. Within moments, the two of them were lost in each other, oblivious to all else.