The Following Day

[onceaviking]

Eric's house is quiet and cool when Jay arrives the next morning.

There's a note on the counter and an envelope. The note reads,

Jay ,
A couple of things will acquire my attention tonight, so come to Fangtasia after 10 tonight.
I will get you home then.

If you do not get done this time, we will have to talk about finishing the job later.

Eric

His handwriting is quite neat and precise. He learned writing late in life . Or death as it were.

The envelope contains a handful of hundred dollar bills. For necessities it says on the outside in a different hand, elegant and feathery.
Pam.

It looks like it will be a very hot day. It's likely a good thing that the A/C is cranked up inside.

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[onceaviking]

She looks both surprised and amused.
But when you're in love, you want the whole world to be happy, and she just knows that Lafayette will enjoy the attention, so she gives Jay a nod and a wink and goes to fetch Lafayette.

She returns without him a few minutes later and says, as she happens to pass Jay's table, that he Lafayette is on his break. Outside on the parking lot? By one of the big trees. If he still wanted a recommendation.

[runningred]

"Thanks a lot." He smiles and pays for his meal, leaving her a more than generous tip.

He slips outside, heading for the big trees. It's not hard to find the one he's looking for, not with night-vision like his. "Hey." He smiles a little shyly. Or at least the appearance of shyness. "Thanks for dinner. That gumbo was amazing."

[onceaviking]

Lafayette is leaning against the tree, smoking. His flicks ash off of his cigarette and says, "I would say the gumbo wasn't the most amazing thing at that table."

Not so much with the shyness on that end.

"Now, hooker, I only got myself a ten minute break, fifteen at the most, poor Terry gets flustered of he is left on his own too long, so I hope you weren't expecting a lengthy build-up?"

His eyes are roaming over Jay, taking every little thing in. His clothes, the way he moves.

[runningred]

"Flirt." Jay grins, stepping closer into the shadows. He's making an effort not to look dangerous. "But I'm no hooker. Just a guy passing through." He reaches out, brushing his fingers over Lafayette's cheek.

"I don't have much time either. I guess it depends what you're in the mood for." He leans in to kiss Lafayette sweetly.

[onceaviking]

"Oh, but you're sweet," Lafayette murmurs into the kiss. "And it's just a turn of phrase. Didn't bring my wallet or anything."

He smells of cooking, sweat, and incense.
And pot.

"And I am in the mood for everything, but we haven't got the time for that."

He runs his hands down Jay's back and kneads his ass.

"What do you like to do when you are in a hurry? "

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and arches into the touch, pressing against Lafayette and cupping his shoulders. "I hate hurrying but..." He strokes a hand up Lafayette's thigh. "Quick fumble in the trees maybe?"

He takes Lafayette's hand and leads him deeper into the shadows, kissing him again as he reaches for Lafayette's fly.

[onceaviking]

Lafayette laughs quietly.
"I like the way you think, guy who's just passing through," he says and returns the kiss with no small amount of passion and skill.

He is hard.

And his fingers are just as deft when it comes to freeing Jay, once they've reached the privacy of the trees.

[runningred]

"Do you want my name?" He offers, comfortable with a no if Lafayette's happy to keep this as it is.

Jay's just as hard as Lafayette gets hands on him. He moans into the touch, palming the young man's cock and stoking him as he pulls Lafayette into a kiss.

[onceaviking]

"I like strange guy just passing by," Lafayette replies, sounding a little short of breath.
"It lends a certain something to it, don't you - ah -"

He thrusts into Jay's hand, and reciprocates by drawing small circles with his thumb on the head of Jay's cock.

He's a very good kisser.

[runningred]

"Anonymity works for me." Oh fuck is Lafayette good! At a lots of things.

Jay moans against his lips, his hips moving to the rhythm of their touch. He massage the base of Lafayette's cock, moving up slowly to stroke him slowly.

[onceaviking]

A car pulls into the parking lot, its lights almost hitting them as it drives past.

Judging from the sounds Lafayette is making, that's not a problem for him.

He nibbles Jay's earlobe and thrusts up into his hand. Increasing the pace.

His own fingers are finding ways to touch every bit of exposed skin, and some not so exposed, mapping every erogenous zone in the vicinity of Jay's cock.

[runningred]

Jay tightens his grip oh so slightly as the light racks them, turning his face away from the light. He stays still till the car passes, before returning to his mission to make Lafayette moan. He bucks and groans into Lafayette's touch, hiding his face in the man's neck and breathing in his scent.

When Lafayette's touch ranges deeper, Jay moans and strokes him faster, wanting them to fall together. "With me."

[onceaviking]

Lafayette gasps and bucks, as Jay's breath tickles his ear, tightening his hold on Jay's cock and pressing against the hard body in front of him.

Damn, he is fine.

[runningred]

Jay captures Lafayette's mouth in a hard kiss, muffling his own cries as he comes in Lafayette's hand. He fights not to lose the rhythm, bring the beautiful man with him.

[onceaviking]

Lafayette comes at the sound of Jay's orgasm, returning the kiss with bruising force.

After a little while, he pulls back, breathing hard. "That was quite the strenuous break, that,"he says, "Damn, I need another cigarette."

[runningred]

Jay resrd his forehead against Lafayette's, breathing hard and smiling. "You and me both." He steals a soft, sweet kiss before tidying himself up. By the time he finds the near empty pack in his pocket and offers one to Lafayette, he looks almost proper. Except for the warm glow of his cheeks.

He catches Lafayette's eye and smiles a little shyly. "Thank you. That was exactly what I needed tonight. I'm glad our paths crossed."

[onceaviking]

"It certainly brightened my night,"Lafayette says, taking the offered cigarette and lights it, cupping the match to let Jay light his, should he want a smoke as well.

He holds it like the Emcee, a strange mirror image a world apart.

"And that's needed the way everything is going to Hell in a hand basket in this place."

[runningred]

Jay takes a smoke gladly. He shouldn't have another but there's something strangely intimate about sharing a cigarette after sex. The parallel makes him smile.

"So I hear. So much trouble in one place seems unfair." He prompts gently, encouraging the young man to talk.

[onceaviking]

"You tell me," Lafayette sighs, leaning back against the three.
"Murders left and right. Maudette and Dawn first, and then Mrs. Stackhouse, who was such a sweet, old lady. And now they think that Jason did it and that's just -"
He shakes his head and takes another drag of his smoke.

[runningred]

"The young lady's grandmother? I hear people around me talking. Poor thing, no wonder she's so frazzled. You don't think it was this Jason?"

[onceaviking]

"Jason?" Lafayette snorts.
"Sookie's the brains in that family. Make no mistake."

He hesitates, then he says, because Jay is just passing through, and it has been gnawing at him. Just a little.

"Mind. He has been doing stupid shit lately."

[runningred]

"But... hurting family. That's not stupid, that's dark. That takes primal rage." Jay shakes his head, sympathetic.

[onceaviking]

Lafayette looks at the night sky.
"Sometimes," he says, " I help hook people up with a little something, you know? So, Jason got some V-juicce, but I've had o cut him off. He was being far too reckless with it. "

He doesn't feel guilty. Exactly. Just a little in any case.

[runningred]

"You're worried he might have done something dangerous while high?" Jay doesn't react to finding out Lafayette's a dealer. At least not in any way that shows outwardly. "But if you cut him off, he could only have done that if someone else hooked him up."

[onceaviking]

"Not anyone here," Lafayette says. " but there's Shreveport ."

He stubs out his cigarette and slides I the butt into his jeans pocket.

"Whatever it is that's wrong with this town, it is likely not a bad idea to just be passing through. There's tension in the air, I tell you. And now I had better get back to work."

He slides a finger down Jay's cheek.
"Return journey?"
Coming back?