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Who: Jay & Michael.
When: Daytime.
Where: Their Cell.
What: Discussing art and hormones.
Rating: R.



Michael had been staying in his cell a lot recently. He hadn't gone out except to eat and shower, and only if Jay was with him. He hated depending on someone to look out for him, but at this point he felt he didn't have a choice. He had somehow gotten down on the bottom of the food chain and was struggling to get back to the top. He now sat at the desk in the cell, his sketch pad in front of him as he idly drew Jay's face perfectly. He was putting finally touches on it. Taking the most time on his eyes and mouth. His two favourite features of the man.

Jay returned from collecting the mail. He held a large package under his arm, quickly ripping it open to pour the contents on the bed. Chocolate bars, marshmallows and a bunch of other sweet treats, as well as cigarettes and matches. Good old King!! He grabbed a chocolate bar and brought it to Michael at the desk. He studied the picture over the man's shoulder. "It's .... me. it's really good."

Michael hadn't realized Jay had come in, he was too entranced by his drawing. He quickly covered it and blushed. He didn't want Jay to ever see his drawing. He hadn't shared his drawings with anyone. Besides, nearly the entire sketch pad was filled with various drawings of Jay.

He smiled and placed the chocolate bar down for Michael. "I didn't know you could draw. You kept that skill secret!" He placed a kiss on top of Michael's head. "Don't hide it away, show me."

"It's nothing. And there's really nothing exciting in here. You don't want to see them. They're not very good."

Jay reached for the sketch book. "Let me judge for myself, Chibi."

Michael sighed and handed the book over. He knew Jay wouldn't give up until he had it.

Jay smiled victoriously, before beginning to flip through the book, being careful not to dirty the pages. "Wow... you really are talented!!"

"No, I'm not." He mumbled. He looked down at the ground and kicked it with his foot.

He continued to look through the sketch book. "Pft! You're a great artist! I can't believe you never told me."

"You see one of my drawings every day," He confessed.

"I do? Where?" The taller man instantly looked around the cell searching for a sketch he may have missed.

"M-my tattoo...."

"Your tattoo? You designed it??"

Michael nodded, "I only sketched it the outline. The artist who tattooed me filled in the color."

"Wow... it's really good. I love your tattoo."

Michael shrugged by way of a response.

Jay handed the sketch book back to Michael, smiling soft. "Where did you get the idea for it from?"

"It just came to me. I was looking at the blank page and it appeared, so I started drawing."

Jay wrapped his arms around Michael's neck, kissing his cheek. "Maybe you could design a tattoo for me?"

Michael blinked, "Really? Like what?"

"Whatever you want."

Michael raised his brow, "So I could draw a pin up of McGee and you'd be happy with that?"

Jay chuckled. "If that's what you want to see on my skin."

Michael shook his head, "It's not what I want to see. But what you want."

Jay pressed a kiss to Michael's head. "I'm sure whatever you draw will be perfect."

Michael thought, "Okay. Go sit down on the bunk and I'll come up with something."

He nodded and made his way over to the bunk, sitting down, taking another one of the chocolate bars to nibble on.

Michael turned back to his sketch book and opened to a blank page. He stared at it for at least 5 minutes before he picked up his pencil and started to make incoherent lines on the paper. It took him an hour and a hour and but he was finished. He sat back and looked at his design, made a few touches to it and then was satisfied. He brought it over to Jay and handed it to him. It was an image of two men embracing each other. The taller man was biting the other one in the crook of his neck, where the shoulder met the neck. A few streams of blood flowed from the spot. It wasn't obvious at first but if Jay looked close enough he would see that the two men were himself and Michael, Jay was the one doing the biting. They both looked calm and at peace.

Jay took the picture from Michael and studied it. "Wow... it's perfect... It's beautiful!" He looked the image over, studying it closer. "It... it's us?"

Michael nodded and sat down beside Jay on the bed.

He smiled and leaned in to kiss Michael's cheek. "Now to find someone to ink it on my skin for me. A symbol of our love."

"You.... You don't have to."

"I want to." He smiled again, snuggling up to Michael's shoulder.

Michael nodded. He felt an odd sensation run through his body. He never felt it before. He felt the need to be as close to Jay as possible, to touch him. He wondered what it meant

Jay held his chocolate to Michael's lips. "Bite."

Michael took a bite, he chewed and swallowed. He was silent for a very short moment before he leaned up and kissed Jay softly.

Jay kissed back, tasting the chocolate on Michael's lips. He smiled soft, purring a little. "Well, that's a very nice kiss, Mika." He said, but not pushing it any further.

The kiss made his stomach flutter and he felt tingles in his groin. Michael shrugged, "I just wanted to kiss you." He shifted and tucked his legs underneath him. He furrowed his brow as he tried to figure this feeling out.

"You can kiss me any time you like, Mika. I love your kisses." He ran a hand down Michael's arm, leaning in to steal another kiss.

Michael let himself be kissed, he deepened it unknowingly. Reaching up to wrap his arms around Jay's neck.

Jay circled his tongue around Michael's, holding him close. "Are... you okay with this?"

"with what?" Michael looked confused, "We're jut kissing..."

"Well... I know, but... it's still pretty intimate... you wouldn't even let me touch your arm the other night."

Michael shrugged, "I know. It's weird. I...." He furrowed his brow looking confused and then shook his head, "i don't know." It was obvious he was confused about what to say.

"What's up, Mika? You have that puzzled look again."

"I'm just trying to make sense of something....."

"Something I can help with?"

Michael shrugged, "I don't know. I just feel..... weird."

Jay furrowed his brow. "Weird... how?"

Michael shrugged again, "I just feel..... umm... like I want to be close you and..... touch you...." He stared at the sheet while he spoke.

Jay chuckled soft. "Well, there's nothing wrong with that, it's a normal reaction around someone you like."

"But I've never felt it before. And it's more than just that.... but I can't describe it really...."

He held Michael closer and kissed his head. "Well... it could be love, you know?"

Michael shook his head, "No. How could I have already told I love you if I've never felt this before?" he sighed, "it's like.... it's like I want to touch you and...." he drew in a shaky breath, "have you touch me....." He furrowed his brow, "does that make any sense?"

"It makes perfect sense." Jay replied, brushing the ghost of a kiss over Michael's lips. "And a person can say 'I love you' without really meaning it, without really feeling it."

"I don't like it's love that I'm feeling right now though......"

"Oh? Then... what?"

Michael let out a frustrated sigh, "I don't know how else to explain it. It's like I..... want to...... come?"

Jay chuckled soft. "You're horny? There's nothing wrong with that, it's natural."

Michael blinked, "I’m.... what?" He shook his head, "I..... I am?"

Jay chuckled more. "Horny. Yes." He reached out resting a hand over Michael's crotch. "You feel it here, yes?"

Michael flinched slightly as the hand went to his crotch, but he nodded, his body shaking.

"Do you want me to touch you here?" He asked, giving a gentle squeeze.

His body continued to shake, but Michael nodded.

Jay smiled and leaned in, brushing his lips along Michael's jaw, giving an oh so light nip.

At this point Michael knew that the shaking his body was doing was only his body reacting, he felt safe around Jay. He wasn't worried.

Jay began to unfasten Michael's pants, slowly, slowly, one button at a time to give him every chance to pull away. He slipped his hand inside the pants and Michael's boxers to tease the man's length.

"Aah~," He arches into the touch, "Jay....." He laid back slightly.

Jay smirked a little. "Yes, Mika?"

"Just..... let me get more comfortable," He said and shifted so he was completely on his back.

Jay smiled and started to tug those pants down. "You'll be comfier without these too!"

Michael nodded and let his pants be removed.

Jay shifted onto the bed more, trailing kisses up Michael's legs from his toes to his inner thighs.

Michael moaned quietly, as he threaded his fingers through Jay's hair.

Jay trailed those kisses over Michael's groin, licking and teasing. He wrapped his hand around the base, placing a kiss on the head, before flicking his tongue over the slit.

"Aah!~" He turned his head to the side and closed his eyes. But the moment he did, an image of Mutou and Lucifel popped in his head, "J-jay." He pushed gently on the man and sat up,"W-wait..."

Jay pulled back at sat on his heels, hands stroking Michael's thighs lightly. "Mika? What's wrong?"

"I-i can't...." His lower lip trembled slightly. "I'm sorry," He said barely above a whisper.

Jay shifted to lay beside Michael, pulling the blanket up over their waists. "It's okay, it's fine, don't apologize."

Michael nuzzled into Jay's chest and let out a quiet sob. He didn't want to cry.

He wrapped his arms around Michael, stroking his back softly. "Shhh, shhh don't cry, it's okay, it's just me and you, no one can hurt you here."

"I know. It's just every time I close my eyes...... I see them."

"Then, keep them open, look only into my eyes and see only me."