Here by My Side an Angel
Here by My side the Devil
Never turn your back on my
Never turn your back on me again
Here by my side it is Heaven.
-Matthew Good "Weapon"
Hotlanta Chp. 5 All N A Second
As he stood looking trough the glass at Martice, he could only pray he would get him back. It had been a week since he had shown any signs of responding and even that had been what the doctors called reflex movement. As he watched him, he still wondered what had happen. His message said he was meeting with a design customer, but his job said that meetings away from the store weren't allowed so they had no records of any meeting, The Doctors said there where signs of rape, and that made Dre angry, while part of him worried Martice had lied to him, he know he had no room to talk after all here he was the playing the role of Carnak, Prince of lies. During the day, here looking like the loving ever-present boyfriend, and at night, sharing his bed with whomever he felt would ease the pain. "How is he?" she asked as she touched his shoulder. Dre turned smiling to her.
"The same," he said to Ms. Scott. They had not met the way he would have liked; honestly, their first meeting had been kinda rough. She had smacked him within moments of meeting him, but that had been about her pain over her son, who was laying in ICU while his boyfriend appeared to be there with another man. Dre later admitted he had that coming. "How are you?"
"I'm fine Andre," she said simply touching her other hand to glass, her breath fogging the window slightly. They had not become friends in the past month. Honestly, they really did not know how to react to each other, to him she was nothing more then the "Pastor Wife." Unable to accept her son because of what she called a "lifestyle" and to her he was just the man who lured her baby away from everything his family stood for, yet here they stood together with their love for Martice there only common ground.
Hotlanta: All in a Second
By: Asynaka
As the DJ played random song after random song, Jay was downing drink after drink, and he still did not feel any better, in fact he felt worse. Errol would pause ever now and again, "How are you feeling Jay?" he asked as he wiped out another glass, before filling it was SEX, a cheap knock off of that red bull energy drink lots of bars keep on tap and sitting it down in front of his friend. Errol as a bar tender was everyone's best friend and everyone's therapist, but to Jay he was as close to family as he had. Jay had come back to Hotlanta after being gone for a few years to focus on his career in a larger city. There he had done well, but in the end he had found this city was a black hole, and not the kind of black hole he want to bury his face in, but rather the kind you just can't get away from.
"I am fine E, thanks; I think I need to dance," he replied but not really finishing it before his body was moving towards the floor. As he stepped out the music seem to reach farther back as the words of "If that's your Boyfriend" by Me'shell N'degeocello began to play. Jay simply closed his eyes and allowed himself to become loss in the music. As he expressed a slightly more fem side of himself since few wondered about him after watching him dance, not that he was a total girl, but he wasn't nearly as butch on the dance floor, he soon found someone's arm around him from behind, which was shocking in a way and felt good. As he slowly allowed himself to become one with the movements of this person he keep his eyes closed not wanting to see just what troll he had pulled off the wall. This guy could dance that was a plus but it was unlikely he was much of a look since those types seemed to only go fro guys like Errol's friend Dre, the cities biggest player. However Jay had to admit as he danced with this guy he pretended it was the kind of guy he never felt like he would pull, and before he knew it his mind rested on the idea of his ex. Suddenly his eyes opened and he stepped away turning to look at the guy as if he was expecting it to be him, well it wasn't. Before his was a slightly shorter guy who was maybe 5'8½", which was a good three inches next to Jay, but he was thick, this boy was put together like a shithouse. His hair was short and his smile, which the lights set off, was magic. Jay slowly got closer as the music changed and the he just keep dancing. As Jay came back into his arms, the stranger opened his eyes and suddenly Jay was lost. His eyes where hazel and they seemed to see Jay's inner soul, or at least looking into them made his hard as hell.
"Mike," he said as he pulled Jay closer and keeps dancing. Jay was sure that Mike could feel his rock hard dick against his leg, but Mike did not seem to react he just keep dancing, and rubbing his body against Jay's.
"I am Jay," he said still mostly lost that this person was grinding with him and that his dick was rock hard and that there was no way this person could not tell but this point. Jay just let his head rest on Mike's shoulder, fuck it he said to himself at this point he should just let it go, and for the first time in his life he did, it let it all go. There where flashes of heat which ran trough his body as their motion became less and less about the beat of the music and more and more about the warmth they both seem to be feeling down below. Slowly Mike leans his head into Jay and softly flicked his tongue across Jay's neck causing just the slightest jump in Jay, who seems to enjoy it all. As he worked his way back to Jays ear Mike clearly know what he was doing, he seemed to know all the right places to touch a guy to make him react, specially a guy like Jay, who didn't seem to know what it was like to be touched in these ways. As the pleasure of Mike's soft yet aggressive touch echoed up and down Jay's spine, he soon found his lips pressed up against Mikes, and with in seconds Mikes tongue slipped past his teeth and into his moth, his hands found their way to the sides of Jays head and in a second, everything changed.
It took Jay a moment to push back from Mike and regain his senses. Mike who clearly wants more is confused as he opens his eyes looking at Jay. "So how much this going to cost me?" Jay said as if he was sure that was the game being run. Mike cocked his head back a bit.
"You think I am a hustler?" he asked with a tone that gave away the insult he was feeling.
"Aren't you?" Jay asked sensing he was wrong and feeling like a bit of an ass.
"Hell no Kat!" as if the first time wasn't bad enough, but the fact this Kat didn't take hint from his reaction but to then keeping pushing the matter. "Look if that's what you're looking for I can roll."
"No!" Jay said quickly trying to fix things, "It's just that Iā¦" he paused he could explain, but that would seal the deal and this guy would be out. No one wanted a self-loathing queen. "Look I am sorry," He finished hoping it would be enough. Mike just stepped back. Jay could tell he had blown his chance here.