Bayden Wardeyn

Their kiss was heated, deep, dirty, but most of all it was loving. Dallon felt loved, and not in the strange possessive way that William made him feel. He didn’t feel like property or a sort of object Bay had to obtain. He felt like a boy who was being taken care of and spoiled honestly. Just what he was searching for. Just what he needed from Bayden, to be honest. He knew that this man could convince him. It was very possible that Bayden was the only one who could convince him that he wasn’t what he thought of himself, and that’s probably why he needed him so damn bad. Bay was Dallon’s only hope. He was important. He was vital. 

“Atleast not in our lifetimes I hope, I really don’t care if it goes back to Mitochondrial Eve or not after we’re dead,” Grahmm shrugged seriously, “I just don’t want to end up like one of those Dystopian movies where what remains of our species ends up in cages, not that we wouldn’t deserve it though, men are pretty terrible,” he mused, starting to think a little bit harder on it now and humming to himself in consideration, “I guess that would take atleast a couple of centuries though to completely exterminate us… you’re right,” he nodded firmly, “Well you’re rediculously cute too,” he smirked, leaning down to kiss his nose

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Grahmm wasn’t quite sure what happened, one minute he was dancing dreamily with his boyfreind, all soft sighs and walking on air and swaying together, the next a terrible shout broke through the moment like a bullet out of a gun, it actually spooked Grahmm so badly that he physically jumped, turning around and scanning the lounge for anything that might be dangerous, it hadn’t registered straight away that it was Bayden’s mother who shouted, but once he realized it he started to blush in embarrassment at how skittish he was being

The interaction between Bayden and his mother was heartwarming- from what Grahmm could see- and it reminded him a little bit of his own mother, wich filled him with a bit of meloncholy as he missed her greatly, his mother was his best freind and being away from her so much was killing him, but he had to find out more about his magic, he had to keep searching and Horrorville seemed to be the only place in the country so far that was helping him, plus Bayden was here and until he and Bas launched an effort to get him out of the nut house he needed to stay right where he was, how else would he make his ideal future come true?

And then Miss Judy looked right at him and he felt his heart jump into his throat, he wasn’t sure if he was more nervous about meeting a celebrity… or about meeting Bayden’s mother… but he was pretty terrified either way, terribly worried that he was going to say or do something to mess this up, he had to focus all of his energy on each and every word and gesture, the last thing he needed to do was get careless and slip up somehow

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Even Bayden who didn’t always notice the little nuances and cues in people noticed how Grahmm was nervous. He saw the poor guy stutter over his label of them too. He saw how hard Grahmm was trying for him. Sure, they’d just had a whole traumatic event over the idea, but it honestly seeped and melted into Bay’s heart right then, and softened it even more. It made Bayden jump off the stage down to Grahmm and attach himself to his side. “Yeah, my uh.. boyfriend person thing.” 

Well Jude was completely at a loss now. This was the last thing she expected to see in front of her tonight. But, if there was one thing she loved for sure, it was compliments like that on her performances. He just put her in the league of voices as a superstar, and she wasn’t even used to that sort of complimenting when she was at her height. “Well, I wouldn’t go that far.” She twittered out rather flattered. “But, I guess I do bring my own pizzazz to it.” 

She almost cringed really at the thought of this man listening to her since he was a kid though. At first it just made her feel old. But, his kind smile, and Bayden not being an ass for once was nice. She still wondered if this was leading into a trick. Surely, this young man couldn’t have that much of an effect on Bayden? Or maybe William had been keeping more of a firm hand and effect on him just like he said he could? Or maybe her program was truly benefiting the kid more than she thought? She wanted to go with that one. So, in her mind she did. She took the credit and also all Grahmm’s compliments. Much like Bayden, she let her stress drift away and thoughts of Monty just released and enjoyed what was before her despite her mindful doubts. 

“Well aren’t you two cute?” She sat on the edge of the stage and reached a hand out to Grahmm, “Do tell me more about your mother over drinks after you help lady down?” 

But, she did quirk a brow in a half-scold. “Did Bayden tell you he isn’t supposed to be drinking?” 

“I haven’t drank a drop tonight, Mom. I swear. He’ll make sure I don’t go overboard. Won’t you Teddy?” He spoke quickly worried this was one of his mother’s traps where she looked sweet and then banged down the hammer of the law on him.

“Cute?” he gasped in exaggerated horror, “It hurts my SOUL Bay! I almost broke my arm once trying to get to the remote to turn it off!” he was sure that would just make Bayden laugh but.. wel, even if it was true there was no harm in amusing him

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Bayden looked so happy all of a sudden, he looked happier than Grahmm had seen him all day in fact, he was staring at Grahmm as if he had just hung the moon and Grahmm wasn’t entirely sure what to do with that but all he could connect it to was the conversation before hand, talking about how excited he was to meet his boyfreind’s mother… maybe that’s it, maybe Bayden wanted confirmation again that he was Grahmm’s boyfreind, it was kind of heart-warming actually and it made Grahmm smile back with equal happiness

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Bayden was happy. He was more happy than he’d been in a long damn time, than he could even remember. 

Even the way they danced made him feel drunk and he hadn’t had a single drop. It was their song now. At least it was in Bayden’s mind. He placed his hands in Grahmm’s and stepped in and swayed Grahmm a step back as he pushed one arm back, and then the other, in time with the music, holding Grahmm’s hands at the small of his back, before dropping them to smooth his hands up his back. Little dance moves he remembered doing with his sister and mother in their living room being silly when they were still like a regular family. Only with Grahmm he put a little more sensual action into the wave of his body. But, just the memory had him looking up and grinning into the space of lights and darkness and magic. That’s what it was like to him right then. Dancing in magic. 

Then the song would die down and it left Bayden’s breathing heavy and smiling and stuck. He didn’t want to move more afraid to lose the moment and just stared up with that grin at Grahmm’s face. 

Then cut through the silence, “BAYDEN SHANNON WARDEYN?!” 

Oh god. She used his full name. That was kid 101 in knowing you were in trouble. “What are you doing here?” She crowed across the room right from the stage.

Bay’s face didn’t even fall though. He only grinned more. “Come on, babe. Come on.” He tugged at Grahmm’s hand and weaved through a crowd that now thanks to Jude were all staring right them. 

“MAMMA!” He called right back over the sea of people like she wasn’t wearing the evil eye of every patient’s nightmare at all. “Mamma! Mom! Hey Mom.” He kept calling out until he made it up to the stage and Bayden even got so excited he climbed up on that stage and plowed her over with a greeting hug. Her arms got stuck out at their sides unready for such reaction. Her eyes shifted out at the crowd. All were watching. Her arms slowly wrapped themselves around him not trying to make more of a spectacle than they already were. She wasn’t used to her son being so touchy and feely and so affectionate. She was ready for some sort of smart ass comment or the smell of alcohol. But, she couldn’t smell that either and she had a blood hound nose. Slowly over the course of a few moments she let herself relax in her son’s embrace and just hugged him back. “What on earth are you doing here?” She asked in a kinder voice noticing cameras snapping at them too. She whispered so as not to rouse attention, “You know you’re not supposed to be here.” 

“Really!? I could meet her!? Oh my goodness! I’d love to! I just really love her voice,” he said honestly, blushing rather furiously now, he followed Bayden onto the dance floor, heart pounding a mile a minute as he swayed, “Wait… wait you’re her son? Oh my God… oh my God I’m dancing with a famous person.. my boyfreind is a celebrity… um… you are still my boyfreind right? I didn’t ruin that did I?” he asked meekly, gasping suddenly and bouncing, “WAIT!! I get to meet your mom!? Oh my goodness! I get to meet my boyfreind’s mom!! Oh my God oh myGod this is the most amazing thing except now I’m even MORE nervous than before oh my God I hope she likes me,” he rambled out, pouting slightly at him and wrapping the other male in a tight hug, “I don’t think it was because of you Bay… I think life just got in the way, my mom was an artist but she stopped painting when I was a kid because life just got so hectic… it wasn’t my fault, it just happened to coincide with when I was a kid, I think it’s really the same case here,” he said softly, giving his forehead a soft kiss

But then he heard Grahmm saying he needed more cock in his life and considering he was a virgin when he met Bayden and he only just found out Grahmm had been fucking Bas too, it made him wonder who else? It also made him wonder if that was mostly a Bas compliment considering he and Grahmm had only done it once and Bayden didn’t consider it that great of sex considering how weird the whole night ended up. But, it was certainly a nice thought anyhow. If Grahmm was praising cock that much in comparison to toys and Bayden didn’t even consider being with him great sex, to him it meant Grahmm was really gonna love it even more if they actually had a chance to have a really good romp with him. But, Bayden just smiled. He didn’t comment.  

Instead Bayden went backwards in the conversation and looked at Grahmm, “I think it’s cute that you cry ASPCA commercials.” 

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On the dance floor Grahmm was getting really excited. Then dear god Grahmm went and called him his boyfriend. Bay’s eyes went wide. He could have sworn they just went through this stuff! Bayden was a slow mover in the relationship world. Hell Grahmm even fell to the floor hyperventilating over it.  Since when was he his boyfriend in the first place much less with still? Bayden opened his mouth to say something, but Grahmm just kept going and going so thrilled to meet his mother. Oddly Bayden’s mind searched for the safe-word and already couldn’t remember what they agreed on for when Grahmm started to get over zealous with the whole relationship pushing again. So, he just started nodding yes, “Yeah, of course you can meet her.” He kept dancing too swaying against him. He also thought to himself he was way more famous for being the Horrorville Hacker than being his mother’s son. But, it was a nice thought too and this made him smile from ear to ear. He’d much rather be known as his mother’s son than that. 

That was enough to make Bayden lose track of even needing to poke a little reminder at Grahmm to settle down. Bayden was easily distracted after all. And that thought alone, being his mother’s son (which was all he really wanted in the whole damn world, was for her to really see him that way, and be wanted, really wanted by her) suddenly that implanted in his head with all Grahmm’s excitement, his mother up there on stage, and lights, and the music, her voice, and a very handsome man holding him in close, the dancefloor became far more dream-like and surreal to him. It was like right then in that moment he could be what he really wanted to be and not who he really was. There was no who he really was in his head. He wasn’t that peon piece of shit that cowered down and resorted to prostitution and murder and he certainly wasn’t the garbage, schizophrenic, unwanted seed of rape that deserved nothing good in life he often truly believed he was. 

“It was okay. I’m not really a party person, but Rhiannon dragged me along. Guess I had fun.” he said casually, but he was smiling. “It’s not like he’ll die, there’s toilet water to drink.” he said of the DJ. “But yeah, we definitely saved that party. I don’t get how people can dance and mingle to that hoity toity elevator house bullshit.” 

Maddox took a long swig of the expensive champagne he was holding. “I wonder if those two guys killed each other.” he wondered, those two guys being Caddock and Lock. “There were knives involved. It looked nasty.”

The two boys were cute in there own ways as the thought arouse when she was watching them swap hats, slowly feeling a yawn about to start as she clenched her draw to keep it from showing.  “Oh,” she interjected towards Maddox “that sounds pretty hard to believe,” she said with a half grin in a jokeful tone- it didn’t really seem like whoever this Rhiannon person dragged him on by- funny how things look from the outside.  Although her face scrunched up as the sound of disgust came out “auh!” she nearly was in a gigglish fit “that’s so wrong!” s

“I love wolves so much, they’re seriously my favorite animal, and mating for life is actually one of the reasons why, but did you know that the Alpha actually CAN take more than one mate at a time? It’s usually only the Alpha pairs who breed as a matter of fact and Alpha males have been known to take two Alpha females two produce two different litters with two different gene pools, I was actually a little sad to learn that, mostly because of the ‘taking away someone else’s right to have babies because he’s the Alpha’ thing but it doesn’t always happen, for example a zoo in Czech Republic has a pack of wolves and that’s how they operate, with one Alpha male and two Alpha females who take turns mating, they all live in harmony together,“ Grahmm said with a soft smile, not really taking the hint, maybe if it hadn’t been for this odd, newly revealed information he would have, but sadly not, "You know it’s actually very curious how little we actually know about animals and their mating habbits, for example penguins DO take only one mate for their entire lives and they even present their mates with pebbles as tokens of affection, lions have homosexual tendencies to the point that they go through bouts every year where they only want other male lions, and there’s a breed of primate- I think it’s bonobos but don’t hold me to that- that actually use sex to get favors from eachother, there’s also a breed of bird- though I sadly can’t remember wich one- that always raises eggs with a mother and two fathers, in FACT, did you know that over 70% of the animal kingdom has homosexual tendencies? Isn’t that amazing?”

But, then inside the club Bayden was still frozen with his eyeballs bugging that stage when Grahmm revealed the singer he kept talking about with his own mother was in fact Bayden’s actual mother. 

“Um yeah.” He finally coughed out. “I uh.... yup. I know who that is.” He barely got the words out. He wondered if Monty knew their mother was still up to this singing stuff. He wondered why the hell his mother kept this from him. Then his eyes started to scan the club and all the patrons. So many men that looked like scoundrels to him, playboys, cads, drunks, party types that could get out of control, even in the lounge environment. He even started to squeeze Grahmm’s hand as all the hypothetical threats and fears entered his system due knowing his mother’s background. His mother didn’t want him to worry. He couldn’t decide if that was sweet or if he was angry she wasn’t honest again. Either way he couldn’t stop smiling and staring. 

He finally turned to Grahmm with that smile on his face, pretty happy just to see his mother looked so happy up there and he repeated, “Yeah, I do. Would you like to meet her? We could go up there and meet her after if you want?” Bayden still left out it was his mother. “We could dance first? Till her set’s over?” Bayden had planned on getting completely wasted this night, but now he wasn’t so sure with his mother there. He could use that to his advantage though. Give Grahmm some brownie points with her if she thought he was taking good care of him even though he was somewhere he wasn’t really supposed to be. 

He started to pull at Grahmm’s hands to take him out closer to the dance floor area.  He was about to bounce in a completely different way and act far more silly, but the song came to an end and there was silence in the middle of them. That’s when he said, “Did I mention my last name’s Wardeyn? Bayden Shannon Wardeyn. I’m probably the reason her singing career was so short lived.” It hurt his stomach to admit that, but she looked so at ease up there, like she belonged, and that made Bayden feel so good. “That’s my mother.” 

Then darker music began. It was like going to the dance floor ready to boogie and suddenly being plowed over in front of your partner with a slow dance. 

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