Aaron & Jackson

[IvVi]

love your stories toxictriangle.
what's a life without a little tease? keep them coming

[toxictriangle]

Title: Work.
Author: toxictriangle
Rating:18+
Pairing: Aaron Livesy/Jackson Walsh
Summary: ""Aaron loved it when Jackson brought his work home with him""
Disclaimer: Don't own, so don't sue, yeah?

Livejournal Link: toxictriangle.livejournal.com/8493.html

Aaron loved it when Jackson brought his work home with him, especially the Yellow hard-hat and tool belt, though Aaron had to admit, the hat wasn’t the only thing that was hard whenever Jackson would wear it. There was something about the older man in dirty jeans, the yellow hat and the tools hanging around his waist that drove Aaron crazy. The sheer embarrassment he had endured the night he had voiced his request that Jackson wear the hat in bed had been beyond excessive. It had surprised Aaron the first time he had dropped by the site Jackson was working on when he saw him, shirt undone, jeans dusty with cement, hard-hat shading his eyes and the rough-and-tumble work boots all in one. Aaron’s breath had hitched in his throat and he had completely lost his train of thought as Jackson spotted him, wiped his dirty hands down his shirt and approached. It was then that Aaron knew he had a thing for builders.

Aaron was currently waiting on Jackson to finish showering. His boyfriend had returned home in full building gear, dumped his hat, belt and boots by the door, thrown a quick greeting in Aaron’s direction and hurried up the stairs for a shower; he could hear him singing, off-key as usual and Aaron was more than tempted to join him beneath the hot spray of water; maybe it would wash away the dirty thoughts he got every time he glanced over by the door and spotted the yellow hat his boyfriend wore so well. He hears the water shut off and the bathroom door open and smiles as he listens to Jackson pad across the landing and into his bedroom to dress. The older man had practically moved in with Aaron and Paddy at Smithy cottage, unofficially of course. Half of Jackson’s clothes cluttered Aaron’s wardrobe, his toothbrush was in the bathroom and six nights a week he would share Aaron’s bed; not that Aaron was complaining.

Soon enough Jackson is bounding down the stairs, wet hair and clean clothes and throwing himself down on the sofa next to Aaron. “I feel so much better after that shower.” Jackson announces as he allows his head to fall back against Aaron’s shoulder.

“Oh, so you do know I’m here then?” Aaron teases, a smile evident on his face.

“Sorry, I’ve just been looking forward to a shower all day. Come ‘ere.” Jackson leans up from his slouched position against his boyfriend’s side in order to share a quick, belated ‘hello kiss.’ “Brought the hat home again.” Jackson smirks as they part from the kiss. Aaron closes his eyes in embarrassment, internally cursing himself for ever telling Jackson about his tiny fetish.

“I noticed.” Aaron mumbles his confession and casts another glance toward where the hat lay in the doorway. It was worrying that a hat and tool belt could do so much for him; was he really that warped?

Jackson sits up properly and turns himself to face Aaron. “Paddy say when he’d be home?” Aaron shakes his head and steals another quick look at the hard hat in what Jackson certainly interprets as a highly suggestive manner. He rolls his eyes and launches forward, knocking an un expecting Aaron backwards and down against the sofa. Their lips meet and their tongues touch, only slightly as Jackson takes control and slips a cool, damp hand up the side of Aaron’s shirt, pushing it up around his chest, he’s between Aaron’s legs, leant forward and holding himself up with one arm as the younger man beneath him stops their lips from parting with a hand on the back of his lover’s neck. Jackson is fast loosing the ability to breathe as Aaron continues ravish his mouth, in an almost animalistic way. Jackson has come to realise that a lack of sex frustrates his boyfriend to no end and with the past few nights being nothing but early nights and early starts for Jackson, the two have had no time for intimacy. Aaron breaks the kiss, allowing Jackson to steady his breathing and remove his shirt along with Aaron’s, Jackson stares down for him for a moment, neither man speaking, just continuously staring, memorizing everything about the other’s face as if they would never see one another again after tonight.

“Love you.” Aaron chirps quietly and watches as Jackson’s face breaks out into one of the biggest smiles Aaron has ever seen.

“Love you too.”

Jackson swears his stomach flips every time he hears Aaron say those words because it’s just so surreal, a year ago Aaron could barely admit to liking him and now here they were, Aaron beneath him, shirtless, panting and confessing his love for him; they had come a long way but truth be told Jackson doesn’t think a day goes by when he doesn’t thank god for sending him Aaron. Jackson is knocked from his thoughts when Aaron whimpers in frustration and shoves at his bare chest, the older man smiles down at him and sets himself the busy task of trailing soft kisses down his boyfriend’s neck, teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh and causing Aaron to arch his back and groan loudly. “Mmm, that’s good.” Aaron sighs and Jackson can feel him relaxing under his touch, winding down and submitting and there’s nothing Jackson likes more than a submissive Aaron.

Aaron slides a hand down Jackson’s chest until his fingers come to rest against the waist band of his jeans; Jackson pulls away from his task of marking Aaron’s neck and nods as Aaron gazes up at him with pleading eyes, soon his jeans are around his knees and he’s kicking them off with Aaron palming his dick through his boxers. Jackson makes a small strangled noise at the back of his throat and Aaron believes it’s probably one of the hottest things he’s ever heard, his teeth clamp around his lower lip and he glances down as he feels Jackson’s fingers at his zipper. “Fair’s fair.” Jackson smiles and undoes Aaron’s jeans before crawling back and pulling them down his legs and off, over his feet.

“Get the hat.” Aaron pants, lost to any embarrassment in the heat of the moment and Jackson is off the sofa quicker than Aaron expected, returning only moments later in nothing but a pair of Grey boxers and a yellow hard-hat. Aaron swears that the obvious bulge in his boxers just got a little bigger at the site of his boyfriend barely dressed. Jackson clambers back onto the sofa and between Aaron’s legs and it’s not long before they’re wrapped around his waist, pulling him in closer for another heated kiss and thrusting their hips together, causing a strong and beautiful friction between the pair.

Both men are gasping, groaning and panting into the other’s mouths as they refuse to part lips; hips working against one another, desperate to feel that sharp, shot of pleasure continuously pulsing through their groins. “So fucking-ah-good in that hat.” Aaron pants against Jackson’s mouth, his teeth nipping at his boyfriend’s bottom lip before allowing himself to be silenced with another dominant kiss. In one quick motion Jackson has Aaron’s boxers around his thighs and is tearing away from their kiss, licking his way down his chest and stopping to kiss just beneath his bellybutton. Aaron whimpers again, beyond frustrated and desperate for any kind of contact between Jackson and his straining cock. “Oh fuck, Jay, just suck it!” he moans and Jackson is more than happy to oblige.

Between explosive jolts of pleasure through his dick and desperately trying to restrain himself from fucking Jackson’s mouth, Aaron notes how fucking perfect his boyfriend’s mouth feels around his dick, his tongue running along the under-side at an agonizingly slow pace before it stops at the tip of his cock and Jackson’s lips envelope him and slide down around the shaft, cheeks hollowed and sucking him into oblivion. Aaron’s hand rests atop Jackson’s head, holding him in place; fingers clawing at the top of the hard-hat in ecstasy and fuck, Aaron never wants this to stop. Jackson can feel the weight of the hard-hat bearing down on him, forcing him down onto Aaron’s dick just that little bit more as he continues to blow his boyfriend, right on Paddy’s couch which Jackson does, for the record, feel incredibly guilty about. He pulls himself from Aaron’s cock and shoots his lover a glance; Aaron’s head is still thrown back, eyes closed and mouth hanging open ever so slightly, Jackson smirks and removes Aaron’s boxers completely, along with his own before crawling back up and between Aaron’s thighs, leaning forward to kiss his cheek, nip at Aaron’s earlobe with his teeth and whisper “I’m going to fuck you within an inch of your life.” Aaron stares up at his boyfriend in awe, Jackson is still sporting the hard hat and Aaron is still sporting a very hard cock.

“As long as you keep that hat on you can do what you want.” Aaron moans as he drags Jackson down for another kiss, it’s wet, sloppy and filled with tongue but both men feel as though it’s been months since they last did this and Jackson honestly can’t remember the last time sex with Aaron was ever this heated. Jackson pulls away and leans off of the sofa, his hand rifling through the pockets of his discarded jeans, in search of his wallet. When Jackson finally finds his wallet in the back, left pocket, he flips it open and yanks out a condom. By the time Jackson has positioned himself back where he was, Aaron is already stroking himself and groaning a little too loudly, Jackson fears Aaron may be close and slaps his hand away.

“Not yet.” Jackson winks and he slips the condom on and brings two fingers to Aaron’s lips. “Suck.” He grins. Jackson often wonders why Aaron is so submissive during sex, why he isn’t as desperate to be seen as the dominating figure in the bedroom as he is outside of it, it’s something Jackson hasn’t fully been able to understand yet and if Jackson is completely honest, he doesn’t really care; he just doesn’t want it to change.

Aaron’s tongue coats Jackson’s fingers in saliva, he’s sucking on them and gazing up at his lover from beneath dark lashes, never breaking eye contact and Jackson notes just how fucking filthy his boyfriend looks right now. Sweaty and writhing beneath him, eager to touch himself as his dick strains up against his stomach and still sucking on Jackson’s fingers. Jackson removes his fingers and begins to prep the younger man, watching as his face contorts from absolute pleasure to likely discomfort but Aaron knows it’s all worth it, when Jackson’s inside of him, fucking him slowly, making him feel better than anyone else he’s ever been with, ‘causing those explosive orgasms that only Jackson has ever been able to cause. Soon Jackson’s fingers are gone and he can feel Jackson’s dick nudging at his entrance, slowly working himself in, Aaron’s legs up over his shoulders as he finally slides inside of him, earning a low growl from Aaron, a signal to start moving.

It’s not long before Jackson is thrusting in and out of his lover, slow and easy, the way Aaron likes it; Aaron likes to feel Jackson, likes to look up at him, sweat rolling down his bare chest, hard hat complimenting every fucking feature he has, as he fucks Aaron stupid. Jackson takes Aaron’s and kisses his knuckles, watching intently as Aaron begins to stroke himself again, long, blissful strokes along his rigid cock, moaning out and begging for Jackson to go faster, speed up the pace, fuck him harder and Jackson does, he fucks Aaron hard, fast and mercilessly, driving them both close to edge, never breaking eye contact as one thrusts and the other strokes. Jackson leans down and kisses Aaron,
it’s firm, no tongue this time, just lips, teeth and an undeniable amount of love. With one final thrust of his hips Jackson gasps and Aaron chokes out a strangled cry, spilling into his hand. Jackson falls against Aaron’s chest, riding out his orgasm, panting heavily whilst listening to his boyfriend do the same.

When Aaron regains his breath he pulls an arm out from underneath his starry-eyed lover and plucks the hard hat from his head, tossing it to the floor. Jackson turns his head, staring up at Aaron, a sleepy expression gracing his features. “I should bring that hat home more often.” Jackson yawns, cuddling into Aaron’s side.

“Or you could just bring me to work.” Aaron smirks, earning a half-arsed nudge from his boyfriend. Aaron pulls at the blanket draped over the back of the sofa down and on top of them, neither man is willing to move nor are they too fond of Paddy copping an eye-full when he gets home. Aaron laughs quietly at the idea and spreads the blanket out across the two of them. With a stifled yawn he lays back, Jackson warm against his side and closes his eyes, joining his boyfriend in a well deserved nap.

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Okay, so, yet another smut-filled Aaron/Jackson piece. The perfect distraction from an essay!
Anyway, here it is, as promised to Dannybaby1234, a smut-fest!
enjoy!
xoxo

[dannybaby1234]

OMFG

Don't know if i'm allowed to say this, but I think I just creamed my pants

That is the HOTTEST Aaron & Jackson i've read, NO actually its the hottest fic i've EVER read ;D

You have to keep writing these fics because my life isn't complete without them

Plus, a little prompt for your next fic: I think it should be a direct follow up to your fic; Not Enough. Where Paddy manages to convince Marlon to leave Smithy Cottege, maybe gives Aaron a wink or a little signal to make it clear to Aaron that he and Jackson to pick up where they left off so definitely lots of smut

[toxictriangle]

Apr 11, 2010 19:43:02 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

OMFG

Don't know if i'm allowed to say this, but I think I just creamed my pants

That is the HOTTEST Aaron & Jackson i've read, NO actually its the hottest fic i've EVER read ;D

You have to keep writing these fics because my life isn't complete without them

Plus, a little prompt for your next fic: I think it should be a direct follow up to your fic; Not Enough. Where Paddy manages to convince Marlon to leave Smithy Cottege, maybe gives Aaron a wink or a little signal to make it clear to Aaron that he and Jackson to pick up where they left off so definitely lots of smut

Awww, thanks chucky-egg
I'm glad you always seem to enjoy my fics so much! It's nice to know somebody reads them, lol. As for your prompt I shall certainly see which one I can write it into on my Livejournal prompt table should be good fun to write!
xoxo

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 11, 2010 19:48:32 GMT -5 toxictriangle said:

Apr 11, 2010 19:43:02 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

OMFG

Don't know if i'm allowed to say this, but I think I just creamed my pants

That is the HOTTEST Aaron & Jackson i've read, NO actually its the hottest fic i've EVER read ;D

You have to keep writing these fics because my life isn't complete without them

Plus, a little prompt for your next fic: I think it should be a direct follow up to your fic; Not Enough. Where Paddy manages to convince Marlon to leave Smithy Cottege, maybe gives Aaron a wink or a little signal to make it clear to Aaron that he and Jackson to pick up where they left off so definitely lots of smut

Awww, thanks chucky-egg
I'm glad you always seem to enjoy my fics so much! It's nice to know somebody reads them, lol. As for your prompt I shall certainly see which one I can write it into on my Livejournal prompt table should be good fun to write!
xoxo

Well the thing is, I think loads of people read them, is just about getting them to comment and thats good then, it should be a lot of fun to read it

[nomdeplume8ie]

Don't worry toxictriangle. I love your fanfics as well (** opens window cause the room feels to hot after reading them ;D )

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 11, 2010 19:52:33 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Don't worry toxictriangle. I love your fanfics as well (** opens window cause the room feels to hot after reading them ;D )

Hahaa, I feel the same, I think my little friend is still standing to attention if you catch my drift ;D

[nomdeplume8ie]

Apr 11, 2010 19:55:59 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

Apr 11, 2010 19:52:33 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Don't worry toxictriangle. I love your fanfics as well (** opens window cause the room feels to hot after reading them ;D )

Hahaa, I feel the same, I think my little friend is still standing to attention if you catch my drift ;D

Well my soldier friend got shot and now his guts are everywhere (What a really violent euphemism .... )

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 11, 2010 20:00:18 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Apr 11, 2010 19:55:59 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

Hahaa, I feel the same, I think my little friend is still standing to attention if you catch my drift ;D

Well my soldier friend got shot and now his guts are everywhere (What a really violent euphemism .... )

And yet its still quite a turn-on

Well my Volcano rumbled, and erupted not long after

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 11, 2010 19:48:32 GMT -5 toxictriangle said:

As for your prompt I shall certainly see which one I can write it into on my Livejournal prompt table should be good fun to write!
xoxo

Well for the prompts, I have had a look at your prompt table and just thought maybe these could be used

Sunrise where they have sex and Jackson stays the night.
Lovers that's a bit obvious
Writer's Choice ;D

[thunderkat]

toxictriangle you have singlehandedly convinced me with these awesome fics to give this pairing a shot, your stories are FREAKING AWESOME. are you going to post on the NL- fanfic site?

[toxictriangle]

Apr 15, 2010 6:06:54 GMT -5 thunderkat said:

toxictriangle you have singlehandedly convinced me with these awesome fics to give this pairing a shot, your stories are FREAKING AWESOME. are you going to post on the NL- fanfic site?

Awww, thank you can't believe my fanfics have actually convinced you to give them a shot *is proud*
and um, I'm not sure what the NL fanfic site is? but if you let me know I'll check it out and then my fics will more than likely end up there too? lol xoxo

[tihkon2]

Hi folks, lets tone the comments down a bit... No one here needs to know if you got a woody or jizzed in your pants.

Thanks.

[dannybaby1234]

Not really a post as such, just to say that now it's gone midnight in the uk, tonight is the night in Emmerdale for our Aaron & Jackson, for those who read spoilers...

You know what I'm on about

[nomdeplume8ie]

Apr 20, 2010 18:18:33 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

Not really a post as such, just to say that now it's gone midnight in the uk, tonight is the night in Emmerdale for our Aaron & Jackson, for those who read spoilers...

You know what I'm on about

BIB - Hmmm... when you said that, I instantly thought of that Spice Girls song '2 become 1'.

Perhaps that would be a 'not so sleezy' track to be played in the back of Jackson's van, compared with Barry White OOOH Yeah!! (No wait... isn't that something else... )

But if Aarson doesn't happen, for me anywayz I hope that Jackson would be developed as a character in his own right. Has that ever happened before? Have two gay characters who aren't dating (insert dirty image here) ?

[nomdeplume8ie]

Gosh... wait... looking at my avatar and caption now I'm like... "Aaron & Rodney?"

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 20, 2010 18:28:05 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Apr 20, 2010 18:18:33 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

Not really a post as such, just to say that now it's gone midnight in the uk, tonight is the night in Emmerdale for our Aaron & Jackson, for those who read spoilers...

You know what I'm on about

BIB - Hmmm... when you said that, I instantly thought of that Spice Girls song '2 become 1'.

Perhaps that would be a 'not so sleezy' track to be played in the back of Jackson's van, compared with Barry White OOOH Yeah!! (No wait... isn't that something else... )

But if Aarson doesn't happen, for me anywayz I hope that Jackson would be developed as a character in his own right. Has that ever happened before? Have two gay characters who aren't dating (insert dirty image here) ?

Oh I think you can come up with your own dirty image, I know I have and kind of, I know Kris Fisher is Hollyoaks in classed as bi-sexual, but he still sleeps with men and at the same time John Paul was around, so they had the opportunity to get together but didn't. Plus I like the idea of having'2 Become 1' playing in the background. And it would be so amazing if they got Aaron to sing along to it ;D

Yes, I would also love to see Jackson develop as his own character and receive his own storylines

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 20, 2010 18:29:47 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Gosh... wait... looking at my avatar and caption now I'm like... "Aaron & Rodney?"

No way man, Rodney's a little too passed it for Aaron but maybe you like that nom

[nomdeplume8ie]

Oh no. I was merely being comical ;D

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 20, 2010 19:43:08 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Oh no. I was merely being comical ;D

Well what other man in the village, apart from the obvious three, Aaron, Jackson, Adam, would you go for? ;D

[nomdeplume8ie]

Apr 20, 2010 19:45:05 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

Apr 20, 2010 19:43:08 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Oh no. I was merely being comical ;D

Well what other man in the village, apart from the obvious three, Aaron, Jackson, Adam, would you go for? ;D

Maybe Ryan

[jonniebuk]

Apr 21, 2010 6:43:07 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Maybe Ryan

I can never look at Ryan without thinking John Paul. It'd be a close run thing between Aaron and Ryan given the opportunity.

[dannybaby1234]

Apr 21, 2010 6:43:07 GMT -5 nomdeplume8ie said:

Apr 20, 2010 19:45:05 GMT -5 dannybaby1234 said:

Well what other man in the village, apart from the obvious three, Aaron, Jackson, Adam, would you go for? ;D

Maybe Ryan

Yeah me too, it would be a toss up between him, Andy or Nathan

[sooky]

So I wrote something. Ha, ha! This dragged along for quite a while, almost two weeks. I'm quite happy with the result.
Any feedback welcome, especially the negative ones. Oh, and if you find any English mistakes - I'm not mothertongue, so that can happen - you are welcome to point them out.

Update: Edited some horrible, horrible side-effects of writing with a programm without spell-check, i.e. typos.

Story contains SPOILERS. Don't read if you haven't read the spoilers / don't want to read the spoilers.

Aaron & Jackson; own nothing.

Title: Rainy Dreams
Description: Set after all the Spoilers we've seen so far. Nothing smutty, just a piece of imagination. Some might consider it fluff. Nothing too angsty, anyway, and a one-shot only.

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It had been raining for the last few hours and it didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon. In fact, the day couldn't look more gloomy and grey, on top of that, it was quite chilly. Yet Aaron wasn't bothered too much, his mind was preoccupied with other things. Or, more accurately, one other thing that had reddish hair and was supposed to meet him here at the bus stop but hadn't turned up until now. To be honest, only two minutes had passed since the arranged time but Aaron was beginning to wonder if Jackson wouldn't come at all - although he knew that Jackson never just not turned up without calling him, somewhere in his heart he still believed that he wasn't worth meeting and didn't deserve forgiveness. Maybe he should just head home.

Just as Aaron was starting to seriously consider this option, a small figure hurried along the road, clenching a small, dark umbrella and although Aaron couldn't see his face, he recognised Jackson by his walk. He slid his tongue over his lips nervously as he made a few steps toward Jackson who now looked up and smiled faintly at the sight of Aaron. "Awful weather, eh? An' the sky was blue this morning." Aaron nodded, not entirely sure what to say, glancing up at the sky, then back at Jackson, then on the road.

"Well, shall we go?" Jackson suggested, pulling up his eyebrows and smirking softly. Aaron stared at the spot where he had hit Jackson a month ago. It still made him feel sick to see it, although no remainder of the pain was visible, not like Paddy's wounds that had been as if they'd been branded onto his skin. "Yeah," he answered, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets and squinting to see properly through the rain. "Come on, then." Jackson subtly nodded to point the direction and then started walking, looking whether Aaron was following - and he was. He was slightly nervous, they had met a few times after that - it had taken a lot to win Jacksons trust back and he wasn't sure if he had it entirely. This was the first time they were meeting not because they needed to talk but because they were going out. Not really as a couple, though, they hadn't talked about that kind of thing at all, or done anything. But, after all, he didn't really deserve this kind of treatment in the first place, having done so much to hurt Jackson, he couldn't possibly expect them to be that cool. Aaron also hadn't had the courage to ask Jackson whether the kiss with the other bloke had meant anything. Or if he was seeing him. Or anything that might suggest he still, after all he'd done, was hoping to get involved with him.

"You know you could come under my umbrella?" Aaron looked up, startled, and stopped walking. "What?" - "Your hood is soaking wet," Jackson emphasised, "You can come under my umbrella." It took him a moment to realise what he was saying, then he felt shame. "No, it's alright," he finally said. "You sure? I don't bite." Aaron lowered his head, then nodded. "Okay. Thanks." Hesitantly, he came closer to Jackson and felt slight relief. He still didn't pull his hood down, although now it was just a wet piece of cloth on his head. At the same time, he felt anxiety from the closeness to Jackson's body. He wasn't sure whether it was fear of the attraction he felt - something that had been so familiar to him for a long time - or of it being rejected or even the fear of hurting him. It was probably all of the above.

"Doing fine?" Jackson asked. An attempt at smalltalk. "Yea, think so," Aaron replied. Jackson seemed to be happy to hear it. "I told you that it won't be that bad, didn't I? You gotta have faith sometimes. No good in giving up." Feeling slightly uneased, Aaron nodded, glancing up at Jackson. It was difficult to hear him talk about it casually, even if it maybe wasn't intended to mean what Aaron heard. Jackson seemed to notice what he had just said and looked up, his expression earnest. "Look, I'm sorry. Let's just enjoy ourselves, eh?"

Before Aaron could reply or even think anything, a car raced past and - Aaron only realised a few heartbeats later - splashed the content of a large puddle on the street onto Jackson, who jumped in surprise. "Shit!" he exclaimed, "That bloody car couldn't watch out?" Aaron opened his mouth, trying to say something, trying to help, but he didn't know what exactly would do any good. However, Jackson was laughing now, looking down on himself. Neither the trousers nor the jacked had been water-proof and were now soaked and rather muddy. Aaron had been standing on the other side and hadn't been hit by the attack.

"Ah... It really is awful weather," Jackson sighed. "Well, yeah, that was bad," Aaron agreed, "Not exactly convenient." Jackson rolled his eyes. "I can't really go somewhere like this, can I?" He sighed. "Look, Aaron, since I don't live far, how about we just pop in to my place. It won't take long, you can have a pint while you wait." Aaron grinned, pitying Jackson - he had been seriously caught. "Alright."


Aaron didn't know what he had expected Jackson's place to look like, but he was surprised that it looked completely normal. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe he had expected it to be camp, but it wasn't. It felt warm, cosy and like a home.

"Right, help yourself to the fridge, I'll be right back." With that, Jackson vanished in a little room that, from the quick glimpse Aaron could catch before the door shut, looked like the bathroom. The sound of a shower a few minutes later confirmed his theory. Now he stood there in the middle of an unfamiliar flat. Since Jackson had told him to have a beer, he opened the fridge. He found a can - and with it a few vegetables, fruit, milk, bread and other things, normal things. He was beginning to feel comfortable, although not entirely. This was okay. Jackson was a normal lad, he just happened to like men. He had known already, but it now felt real.

As he sipped at his drink, he examined the kitchen. There wasn't much stuff around, bills, a calendar with handwritten notes which Aaron had a hard time reading. The top part was a comic and had a lame joke on it. Aaron carefully touched the paper. Then there was noise behind him as Jackson came out of the bath. Startled and scared of being seen while looking at private things, he whirled around so fast that he almost spilled his drink, making it worse as he saw that Jackson had no shirt. "You alright?" Jackson asked, seemingly amused. Aaron hastily nodded and tried to keep his head down. He was glad as Jackson didn't comment any further and vanished into another room.

He hadn't thought that he'd have a problem with another man's chest. He had never had, not with most people. But never having seen Jackson without a shirt and having had dirty fantasies about him, adding to the surprise, he was slightly embarrassed. Perhaps, if he hadn't looked away, he would also have been excited by it. Although he had been trying to come to terms with it for the last weeks, he still had a strange feeling about it. And he also painfully remembered that this was someone who he had punched in the face. For being attracted to him, for touching him, because he had been too much of a coward to face the reality and reacted in an irrational manner. Because he had thought that keeping it a secret would be easier way out. In the end, he had gained nothing - nothing but pain.

Jackson came out of the room. He was now dressed but hadn't put a jacket or anything on. Instead, he trolled to Aaron, watching him with serious eyes. "Are you ready?" Aaron cautiously asked, his voice trembling a little. Jackson hesitated, then said: "Yeah. But I want to talk to you first."

Aaron stood there, petrified. He hadn't said anything wrong, had he? Or done anything? "O...okay." Jackson smiled warily. "It's nothing serious, don't worry. But I also know you're not really comfortable with yourself. An' I admit what you did wasn't very nice and I really was angry with you then. I didn't think I'd ever talk to you again." Aaron stared on the ground, as if to memorise the pattern of the wood. "I'm really sorry for that," he said, finally. "I know. An' you must've been angry with yourself, too, since you... tried to kill yourself. And it was all wrong." Jackson now put a hand on Aaron's shoulder. "But sometimes, you gotta leave the past behind and start anew. However, I cannot do that for you because no matter how sincerely I have forgiven you, which I have, you will never be freed from the guilt until you forgive yourself. I realise it's harder to do than to say but..." Aaron now finally looked up into Jackson's eyes. They were wide open, looking at him like... he could really understand thoroughly. "Right." The word didn't portray what he was feeling in the right way, but Jackson seemed to know what he meant and smiled.

It was a moment. They were close, there were emotions and Aaron felt a deep longing to feel desired - and he himself wanted to desire, desire this man in front of him who saw through all his madness, the violence and the anger, saw the fear, the frustration, the agony. Slowly, insecure about whether it was wanted or not, he leaned in. And found.

The kiss was soft in the beginning, tender. He felt as if he had just fallen and been caught by warm hands embracing him. He felt wanted, like he wasn't redundant anymore. It felt like an eternity ago when they were standing outside of Bar West, easily flirting with each other, when their first kiss happened. They hadn't come close to since, so much had happened. It was like a painkiller to be accepted now, even though their initial ease had been replaced with something darker, yet stronger. He got closer to Jackson's warm body, mechanically seizing his waist. Aaron had been thinking about this moment, fearing it as much as he wanted it. But now, as it was here, he couldn't think at all. The emotions sweeped him over.

The kiss deepened now, Aaron's hands were trembling, his heartbeat was accelerating at amazing pace. But as Aaron felt a strange wave of heat and arousal rush through his body, he pulled back, gasping for breath. Jackson blinked, then said, "Hey, it's alright." He smiled and some of the ease returned into his face and Aaron suddenly felt okay again. He had played this over and over again in his mind. He would not freak out. The last thing he needed was to lose Jacksons trust again, now that he'd got at least a fair amount of it back. And surprisingly, it had actually felt easier now than the last time, even though he had only had a fraction of the alcohol he had had back then.

"I'm... I'm so sorry for everything," Aaron tried to say, but Jackson shook his head. "I don't need to hear it again, please spare me. Believe, I know. I told you that my coming out wasn't exactly nice. Although I might have been just slightly less bonkers than you." Aaron smiled warily. "Yeah." Bonkers hit the nail on the head as it pushed into Aaron's conscience just a little bit more. "Aaron," Jackson repeated, "we talked about this plenty. You know I'm willing to give you another chance. So take it." He leaned in and gave Aaron another quick kiss.

"And I think we could slowly get going. We already lost quite a bit of time," Jackson said, rolling his eyes, "So come on."

As they left the house, they chatted quietly, but light-heartedly. Finally, it didn't feel like walking through a heavy storm, but a warm summer rain, even though it was still pouring outside. Aaron hoped that he could conserve this moment forever.

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One word WOW.
I find it very hard to believe that English isn't your mother tongue after reading that. Hell, I have more grammar mistakes than you I'd say. And not only was the grammar and syntax good, it was also well written.
Keep it up.

And I really like fanfics, like yours, that include details that have actually happened in the show. It makes it that bit more real, I think. ;D