javier rodriguez

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Crystal listened to his response and nodded her head. “Well hopefully it is someone nice from your past at least.” She offered in a small hopeful voice. When he inquired in return Crystal shook her head. “No, not particularly. I think a lot of people don’t really notice me. I guess I just sort of blend in. I don’t think that is a bad thing though.” She shrugged her shoulders glancing ahead of them. 

“Yeah? Please do! That sounds like it could be a fun time. I would love to meet your friend too.” If his friends were anything like him Crystal was pretty sure they would get along. She sometimes wasn’t the best judge of character. But Javier seemed to be a sincere person from what she could tell. And that was probably someone she could stand to be around more. 

“Better that than continued awful experiences, I suppose?” It was probably lucky that he’d missed most of the heat after the rebel attack on the city. He might have had more angry rentals in that case, but as it was, his case had been fairly low key. He hadn’t even seen many people he recognised from his previous life.

“I think that very much sounds like a job you need caffeine for,” she said with a smile. “You’ve got to make sure everything is sanitary and nice for the next customer. I think that’s more important than a good number of jobs people have.” In her mind, there was no small job. Even more so the people who made things easier for her, cleaners included. “I’m a prosecutor for the council. I make sure everyone gets a fair trial. As much as I can, anyway. Some are harder than others.” 

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“Oh.” Vered didn’t entirely understand the man’s sentiment, though he wasn’t sure he really ever could given the circumstances. The collar around the other’s neck likely made his life quite a bit more difficult than his own. It wasn’t a lifestyle he could imagine–forced to be in service of others, taking all sorts of terrible abuse. Mere thoughts of it all made his stomach turn. 

Shrugging off the feeling a bit, the fae forced a smile. “Yes, I suppose so.” Vered chewed the inside of his lip for a moment and glanced back at the array of sweets. “I imagine it’s very difficult for you to purchase things?”

He rubbed at the back of his neck in response to the question, “In a manner of speaking, yes.” Javier answered after a moment of contemplation. “I have someone from before who would probably buy me anything I liked. But I feel – it feels wrong to ask. Considering everything.” Not that anyone who knew his life prior to this couldn’t figure out who he was talking about; but Javier still felt the need for a measure of caution.

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It’s weird having to constantly process someone loving him so much. If it weren’t for how much he loved Javi in return he wouldn’t believe it at all. There’s nothing about him he could imagine being worth waiting for, but when the wolf says it, he believes him and it makes the feeling of practically floating even more intense. 

There’s no real way to be prepared for the way his body reacts to the wolf. To him there’s always something different to hone in on no matter how long they were together, but the time apart made it even more intense, which he genuinely thought impossible at some point in their relationship before. Like there was no way they could be any more in tune with each other than they were, beyond their means and somehow, even with everything else going on, here they were. 

He has to bite down on his lip so hard to try and keep quiet, his fangs, which are a little longer now because fuck if he can help it, pierce the skin at the corner of his lip. One hand is on Javi’s shoulder, his nails digging into skin as his back arch’s the more the wolf goes on. Now the sound of his purring and mewling is mixed with soft growls and whimpers before it gives way to Jason practically reciting Javi’s name like a spell under his breath. 

He can feel Jason’s nails digging into his skin, but the bite of them is a pleasant kind of pain rather than a discomforting one. Javi’s still looking up at Jason through his lashes as he picks up speed, his eyes beginning to water slightly as he works his way deeper too.

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Crystal nodded her head in agreement. “That sounds like a good plan to me too.” She assured him as they walked. She noticed the way he wrinkled his nose talking about the gutters and she nodded her head in agreement. “Yeah it’s not the best.” She looked down at the ground while they walk. “Do you get rented often?” She wondered aloud. Sometimes it wasn’t a good thing, but sometimes it was nice to just not be stuck in your cell. 

“I could do Sunday maybe? Does that work for you? I don’t really do much other than work so It is sure to be the highlight of my week.” She nodded with a toothy smile at him. She really was hopeful maybe she had made a friend. 

“I can’t say I’ve been here long enough to really answer that. But I know that my – that someone from my past probably will.” He wasn’t quite ready to tell Crystal all of it, but she could know of Jason, even if not the whole story. “Do you?” He asked. She was beautiful, so it wouldn’t surprise him if the answer was yes, but who knew in this place?

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Crystal giggled a little. It was nice to talk with someone and have a normal conversation. However her face fell a little as she looked up at the sky. She wasn’t sure herself. “Well if we don’t how about we go next time! We can meet somewhere instead?” She commented with a nod of her head. “That way we might have time for two whole drinks!” 

“Sure,” He found himself agreeing. It was worth making friends again. Maybe they would feel more real this time. In some ways the only thing that felt real from before was Jason. “Now that I’m figuring out the layout of the city again, I think I can swing it. Maybe for now we can just keep walking and talking heading back to the gutters.” His nose wrinkled slightly as he mentioned them, showing how he felt about the place even though in some ways it felt like a punishment he deserved for leaving Jason here.

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“It feels like, an itch almost,” Crystal agreed with a nod of her head. Her nose scrunching up as she looked at the other. She exhaled slowly though, it was nice to have someone who could relate to her. She often times tried to avoid talking to anyone about it. She figured it was her own burden to deal with. Crystal looked over at him and smiled gently. “Well thank you, maybe if there is a karaoke night sometime you can hear it.” She offered with a shrug. 

“I think you are in line,” she said with a smile. She looked at the group in front of them. “If not, I’ll tell off anyone who cuts in front of you.” She understood needed coffee before work. It was her daily ritual. And having to work the night after the party made things worse. “Where is it you work?” 

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“Bless you.” It was odd to think he couldn’t just tell someone off without landing himself in trouble now. Although, as per usual, his greatest worry wasn’t himself. She didn’t seem too prejudiced against him just yet though, which was a bonus. “I work at the tattoo studio. Only a cleaner though, I’m afraid.” He wasn’t allowed to tattoo anyone, which was something of a shame. He couldn’t get anymore tattoos either but he had a fair amount of art on his body already. “Might not sound like a job that requires caffeine beforehand, but it is. And you?”

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Once Javi says that it’s like everything else falls away completely. There’s nothing and no one but him and his head is spinning with how much it’s possible to adore someone. It makes it incredibly hard to behave himself, letting Javi do what he wants and fighting the urge to want to kiss the wolf. Everywhere. Instead, he helps in getting their clothes off, trying his best to keep his hands to himself mostly because he knows if he gives in and lets himself indulge he’ll end up derailing the wolf of his own exploration. Which, despite not getting to touch, he was enjoying immensely. 

There are a few soft giggles sprinkled in with his moans and mewls and purring. When he feels Javi’s teeth against his skin, he purrs out the wolf’s name, eyes glinting in the dim lighting of the room as he watches. His heart is pounding so hard against his chest by the time Javier looks up at him again all Jason can do is smile softly at the wolf, staring down at him with what he hopes is every single bit of everything he’s feeling before he reaches down to caress Javi’s beard. He shakes his head and breathes out a laugh. “No…But I want you. More than anything.” He doesn’t so much mean he’s not ready in a literal sense, but that he’s already anticipating how good it’s going to feel and after having waited all this time, the only thing he knows it that he’s going to be a mess and he couldn’t be happier about it. 

He kisses Jason’s hip lightly again, “I want you too. It’s been a long wait. Worth it though.” Whatever understanding they have between the two of them, it had never felt right when he was away from home, knowing that Jason wouldn’t know where he was or what he was doing. Javier breathes in deeply, taking in the other’s scent before wrapping one hand around Jason’s cock. 

“Let me know if it’s too much.” In whatever way it might be, considering how long it had been. Then he doesn’t waste anymore time, wrapping his lips around the head with a low hum – moving his tongue slowly and taking the time to reacquaint himself with the taste. One hand holds Jason’s hip lightly still, thumb lightly caressing over the soft skin as he begins to bob his head slightly, looking up at Jason through dark lashes.

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“I believe you,” he responds quietly, but still as sincere as he could be. No matter the circumstance, Javi doing whatever he could for him was never something Jason questioned and the fact that he says it even now means even more to the cat. 

There’s a bigger chance that Jason is going to end up putting a pillow over his face to keep quiet enough eventually. It’s not like he hadn’t been literally dreaming of getting to be with Javi like this since he’d been gone. Something about the way his body reacted when the wolf touched him was different from anything else he’d ever experienced, and if there was one thing he was never shy about, it was how Javier made him feel. 

He was already coming undone as he watched kiss his way down. Something between a moan and another whine escapes him because he already misses getting to kiss the wolf but he’s looking forward to whatever it is Javier has on his mind. Jason smiles down at him shivering and purring again, “i’m glad you still like it so much.” It almost hurts watching Javi because there’s still a part of the cat that can’t wrap his head around anyone appreciating him so much, let alone in this way, especially Javier. It causes him to sit up just enough to press several kisses to Javi’s head before he whispers. “I missed you too. I couldn’t have missed anything more, because you’re home.” He smiles as he lays back again, softly scratching Javi’s head and lifting his hips to make it a little easier for him to continue. 

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“I like everything about you,” He murmurs as Jason kisses him, a smile on his lips as well. Javi tugs Jason’s pants down, abandoning them by the couch before he leans in again – this time pressing a kiss to the cat’s lips, though he keeps it brief. Then he takes up kissing Jason’s body again, kissing just beneath the hair on his chest and working down his belly with the occasional nip.

It’s been far too long since he has even tasted Jason, and he wants to start there now. So the cat won’t be alone, Javi shucks his own pants and briefs, before gently pulling Jason’s away. They might not be in the lust room but they aren’t the only ones working toward nudity – and as shifters, nudity isn’t exactly uncommon.

He kisses Jason’s hip, smoothing a hand over the other one before looking up into his beloved’s eyes. “You ready, Jay?” He asks. It’s been a long time, after all, and all he wants is for the cat to feel good.

The party had gone quite well. At least by her standards. Holden was better than she could have hoped for and she was proud of her. But that didn’t mean she didn’t have a full plate at work. It seems some had a little too much fun at the events. Nothing too major but still paperwork for her. She had gone into work early and already needed a break, ending up at the coffee shop. It seemed she wasn’t the only one in need of a coffee. There seemed to be no real line but the last thing she wanted to be was rude. She moved over to one of the people in the possible line, offering a smile before speaking. “Are you in line? I don’t want to cut in front of anyone and get on their bad side. Hangovers and exhaustion can make people do strange things.” 

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Jason was better than he deserved. The cat was the reason why he had a little change in his pocket right now, and he needed at least a little caffeine before he went to start his shift. “I think I’m in line,” He told her with a hint of a laugh. “If I’m not, I’ll probably have to leave without any coffee. I can only afford so many more minutes before I’ll be running late for my shift.” At least she was polite, even though things still felt a little topsy turvy with his life. 

Crystal laughed along with him and nodded her head. “You know you make a very valid point.” She agreed as she pushed some of her soft pink hair off her shoulder. “Sketching, I do some of that too every now and again. It’s a shame my song doesn’t do the same sort of damage it used too. I have a beautiful singing voice.” She teased with a bit of a laugh. 

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It was night, Juliet had just left the club and was making her way back to the gutter, trying to walk as slow as possible, wishing she could go to her home, to be fair at this point most homes would do, but she still wasn’t ready to ask Jason to claim her, as she lied to herself and tried to convince that this would be over soon. As she arrived at the gutter, Juliet notice someone looking at her, a face that wasn’t stranger but she not exactly memorable. “Do we know you?”

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Did she know him. How many years, no – decades – had he been in Jason’s life? And she still didn’t recognise him. Oh but he recognised her. Javier let out a low huff of a laugh, eyes dropping to her collar – which gave him some surprise. How in the hell had she ended up in a collar? He couldn’t believe she was a rebel for a second, so what had happened? Javier supposed it was one of those things he and Jason hadn’t had a chance to discuss yet.

“I wish I could say it was nice to see you again, Juliet. You’re the last person I expected to see with a collar on. Can’t say I’m surprised you don’t remember my name though. You never did make an effort with Jason.” Maybe the cat was more forgiving than Javi. Probably, since they were his family. But he certainly held the way they treated his lover against them. 

Melina wanted to slap the guy that had grabbed her, though that would probably only escalate. The fact that everyone was treating her like an object was incredibly offensive, while at the same time when she reacted, she was told she had no right to. Fuck that. Even if the male stepped back and left, she remained seething. Nothing about this party was okay and all she wanted to do was to leave, yet there were security at the doors making sure she did not. 

When yet another guy moved closer to her, Melina was ready to snap at him. Though he wasn’t grabbing for her, which was a relief. Exhaling a bit deeply, she nodded. “Alright.” she agreed, still a bit unsure why he was stepping in now. Clearly he had wanted to avoid the confrontation happening a moment earlier. “Whats your name? I’m Melina.” 

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The longer he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed – until he realised he saw her at the tattoo shop all the time. Not that they had truly interacted before, she was busy with the front desk, while he was busy cleaning. Nonetheless though, he felt all the more shitty for not trying to step in upon realising he kind of knew her. 

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It’s not often Jason was at a loss for words. He knew how to be quiet when need be. Actually enjoyed it quiet a lot. Some of his favorite times were getting to just sit with the Wolf with a book and a cup of something warm and read. But the silence between them was different than when he was alone. It wasn’t accompanied by fingers running through his hair while he would rest his head in Javi’s lap. It was one of the only times his head was quiet enough to actually concentrate on things he enjoyed. But this was a bit different because he wasn’t concentrating on a book or a sketch or writing a song. The only thing that filled his head right now was Javi. Everything the wolf said echoed and bounced off the walls of his skull until he could store it all away for safekeeping. 

He’s still not saying anything by the time the warm hand hand connects with his chest. The cat shivers and whines again, his grip on the wolf’s waist tightening as he breathes out. “You’ve always taken care of me.” But it’s not a protest at all. There’s nothing easier in the world than giving himself over completely to Javi. His hands go from the wolf’s waist to the buttons of his vest as he tilts his head back, shivering and moaning softly at the sensation. “Think I can keep quiet enough for this room?” The cat giggles airily as he continues to work at the buttons. 

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“I always will.” He promises. It’s different now, and he knows it. Which is his fault, he put himself in this position – but it doesn’t dim the desire to look after Jason any. It just changed the ways he can do it. But this taking care of is a little different. There’s no need to plot or think about this. It’s not complicated, or painful or anything else the rest might be. 

Javier can’t help but chuckle in response to the question, “I suppose we’ll find out.” Not that he minded much either way. He wasn’t necessarily one to give a show but it just felt right to be with Jason again. Taking back what was theirs. Javi strokes a finger over Jason’s chest hair yet again, giving a little purr that is maybe learned from the cat. “I’m glad you don’t get rid of this.”

He nips just below Jason’s ear, shrugging out of his own jacket, following it quickly with his newly unbuttoned vest. His focus though, is on Jason, carefully working his belt off and letting it drop to the floor with a clink that disturbs no one. Maybe the noise they make won’t matter at all.

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His eyes slip closed for a brief moment as his purring grows a little louder when Javier nuzzles him. When he opens them he’s sure they’ve changed color. Over the years he worked hard to teach himself to control that but something about the tone of Javi’s voice and the fact that he was apologizing again was the sort of pressure on his chest only the wolf was capable of. It wasn’t a bad feeling, quite the opposite. It was like taking the best hit ever except times a thousand. Ages ago, when he first realized it starting to happen, it was such an unfamiliar, overwhelming feeling that Jason was stupid enough to go to a witch, wondering if magic had something to do with it. Being told, ‘you’re in love, stupid cat’ is simultaneously the most humiliating and most enlightening moment of his life. And he wouldn’t take a second of it back for anything.

He barely has time to formulate a response because he’s floating around somewhere between Javi’s eyes and the feeling in his chest that by the time he hears, ‘I’m only interested in playing with you’ Jason actually makes a soft whining sound. And then they’re closer and this is when Jason forgets he’s anywhere but Javi’s arms and it’s probably the only place he’ll ever actually want to be. His eyes flash again, pupils going wider for a few moments before they’re closed again at the sound of ‘do you wanna play?’ in that voice. At this point, his chest is literally vibrating as he whines again before chirping softly. He’s not even thinking at this point, he just leans into the sound the wolf makes, every hair standing on end at the sensation of the hand on his chest which his heart is currently hammering against.

Slowly, he opens his eyes. They’re an array of colors now, something else that only the wolf was capable of. He stares at Javi for a few moments because it’s a surprising thing for him to hear. Not because he expected Javi to be with someone else the first time he got a chance, but he hadn’t expected him not to indulge out there either. It was years after all, and Jason knew first hand how torturous it could be. Which is why it surprised him, unlike Jason, Javi could easily solve his problem. And considering most everything about him, very easily, in fact. He figures he’ll get around to asking the wolf just how long it had been because he can’t fight that curiosity and all, but right now all he wanted was to be completely enveloped in everything Javi was. So much he wished he were himself, at times. “I’d do anything for you, Javier.” It’s not exactly an answer to his question but it’s how he feels and he hopes that’s answer enough as he presses himself closer before kissing him slowly.

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He can forget about everything else too, for the moment, with Jason looking into his eyes like that. With the heat of their bodies building, with every inch of him feeling entirely tuned into everything that was Jason. So how can anything else matter? At least for now. “And I’d do anything for you.” He returns the sentiment once their lips part again, voice a little huskier than before.

“You’re fucking perfect.” That’s all he can say before he presses their lips together again, the hand sliding along Jason’s chest deftly undoing buttons one at a time. Then it moves back up, fingers brushing through the hair on his chest playfully as he pulls away to breathe. “Let me take care of you, Jay?” 

Their noses bump as he moves to ease the jacket from Jason’s shoulders, before he’s lightly brushing kisses along the cat’s cheek and down to his neck, nuzzling as he goes.

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The mirror comment makes Jason blush, something you would think would be less of an occurrence given the time they have under their belt already is nothing to sneeze at, but Javi manages to find a way at least five times a day. At this point the mere presence of the wolf is more than enough to send his senses into a frenzy. Just the way the other man looked at him made his stomach dip like a drop on a rollercoaster. He smiles and laughs light and airy against Javi’s lips. “I said what I said. You look incredible, and between you and me we’ve got the best pair of smiles out of everyone here so. Winning. Besides, black has always been your color.” It’s not like he actually cared how they looked to anyone else. The acceptance of others people judgement came long before Javier’s collar. At least they had enough practice in how to deal with that, it helped. But he meant what he said, Javier’s smile could probably level the building and deep down Jason let himself be selfish enough to enjoy that the brightest ones were reserved for him. 

“I love you.” He purrs softly as the wolf moves closer, nodding a bit as he returns the gesture and nuzzles Javi. “Okay as I can be.” He playfully mimics the wolf, giving him a soft smile. “S’not so bad with you here. In fact I kind of hate to imagine what I’d be doing here if you weren’t.” Jason laughs at himself. There was a point while Javi was gone that he’d considered coming here before. Giving himself over to a demon or succubi just to force himself to be intimate with someone. He knows he would have felt like shit about it after too but he was that desperate that he started to care less and less about the consequences. 

“You know you can go play if you want. Or together if you prefer.” He’s already told him it was okay before the event but he just wanted to make sure. The cat knew that after years out there, there was a lot of readjusting for the wolf, especially with a collar, and the last thing he wanted to do was make Javi feel stifled even more. If there were anything else he could do to help or even enjoy himself a little more, Jason would do it for him without question. 

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I kind of hate to imagine what I’d be doing here if you weren’t.

It makes him ache inside to hear, even though he knows that wasn’t Jason’s intention. He hates that he’d left him here alone, and for long enough to feel that way. Sometimes he hates himself as much as he loves Jason. He leans in, cupping Jason’s cheek and nuzzling their noses together. “I’m sorry I was gone so long, Jay.” He apologises again. He may never stop. “I’m here now, though.” Maybe not in exactly the same capacity and in a way he’s at Jason’s mercy (though he trusts him completely, being so vulnerable is not something he’s good at) but he is here and not going anywhere.

“I might take a look around at some point,” If only to know what exactly was going on around them, “But I’m not interested in playing with anyone else. Only you. If you want to.” Whatever else he was feeling, he’s still riding high on being with Jason again and that’s not going to be topped by anything else, anytime soon. “C’mere.” He pulls Jason closer, until the full length of their bodies touch, and holds them there, stroking his lower back. 

“Do you wanna play? I know it’s been a while.” He drops the hand from Jason’s cheek and lightly brushes it down his chest. “For me too, Jay.” Their lips brush lightly and Javi hums softly.