For
misura
Title: Strange Bedfellows
Author: Alex
Type: Triple drabble
Notes: For Misura! I can ALWAYS do some Jason fic!
Summary: Richard watches Jason dance.
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STRANGE BEDFELLOWS
Richard was sitting far in the back of the club with his hat pulled down so no one could see his face. He watched the slender blond man dance. He unconsciously squirmed in his seat. The boy looked like he should be in law school, not taking his clothes off in a vampire strip club. Damn, but the boy could dance.
It was almost as if he noticed for the first time how good looking Jason was. He knew he shouldn’t be here. Hell, he couldn’t stand Schuyler.
But he couldn’t take his eyes off the boy.
When Jason’s bit was over, Richard rose and made his way out of the front of the club and around to the rear entrance. No one dared challenge him; they knew who he was and no one wanted to face Jean-Claude if the refused him entry.
He made his way to the dressing room and opened the door without knocking, startling a naked Jason.
“What--” but Jason never got another word out as Richard kicked the door closed and advanced on him. His embrace was rough with hunger and more than a little self-disgust but Jason didn’t fight him, letting himself be pinned against the wall by the much bigger man.
Not a word was spoken for some time as Richard worked his own pants down and turned Jason to face the wall. He plunged into the boy, reaching his hand around to pleasure him as he thrust into him.
“Never breathe a word of this. I’ll kill you if you do.” He slumped against Jason as he slipped from him and pulled his semen-coated hand from the front of Jason’s body, turning him around for a kiss.
“I never do, do I?” Jason smirked as Richard started to dress to leave.
~end~
Author: Alex
Type: Triple drabble
Notes: For Misura! I can ALWAYS do some Jason fic!
Summary: Richard watches Jason dance.
~~
STRANGE BEDFELLOWS
Richard was sitting far in the back of the club with his hat pulled down so no one could see his face. He watched the slender blond man dance. He unconsciously squirmed in his seat. The boy looked like he should be in law school, not taking his clothes off in a vampire strip club. Damn, but the boy could dance.
It was almost as if he noticed for the first time how good looking Jason was. He knew he shouldn’t be here. Hell, he couldn’t stand Schuyler.
But he couldn’t take his eyes off the boy.
When Jason’s bit was over, Richard rose and made his way out of the front of the club and around to the rear entrance. No one dared challenge him; they knew who he was and no one wanted to face Jean-Claude if the refused him entry.
He made his way to the dressing room and opened the door without knocking, startling a naked Jason.
“What--” but Jason never got another word out as Richard kicked the door closed and advanced on him. His embrace was rough with hunger and more than a little self-disgust but Jason didn’t fight him, letting himself be pinned against the wall by the much bigger man.
Not a word was spoken for some time as Richard worked his own pants down and turned Jason to face the wall. He plunged into the boy, reaching his hand around to pleasure him as he thrust into him.
“Never breathe a word of this. I’ll kill you if you do.” He slumped against Jason as he slipped from him and pulled his semen-coated hand from the front of Jason’s body, turning him around for a kiss.
“I never do, do I?” Jason smirked as Richard started to dress to leave.
~end~