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Adult +
Chapters:
4
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10
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Old Friends and Memories
Title: Inside Out
Rating: R
Warnings: rape...unwanted touching..brutality..and slash..oh! and anal
Disclaimer: nope..dont own um..dont pretend i do cuz thats wrong
Authors Note: /blah/ thoughts.
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Chapter 3: Old Friends and Memories
“Miss me?” A southern male accent said.
John stood there dumbstruck before running to his friend hugging him.
“Only a whole lot,” John said letting go.
“Remy missed ya too, chere,” Remy said.
Remy’s hands had been resting on John’s lower back and he quickly removed them.
“Remy couldn’t stand being away from his flame thrower, so he turned around halfway through Pennsylvania and drove here.”
“Hey, you hungry? I was just heading to Subway,” John said throwing his bag in the back seat.
Remy nodded and walked to the passenger’s side and hopped in. He hopped in also and started up the car pushing the play button on the CD player, which held on of his several mix CD’s. The CD player started playing “Everything I do I do it for you” by Bryan Adams. He grinned at Remy who started singing the song. John backed out of the Driveway thinking about the first time he had heard this song.
/Flashback/
There were two boys, one eleven and the other ten in a rather large bedroom. The eleven-year-old had semi long brunette hair that fell into his black on red eyes and his name was Remy. The ten-year-old had light orangish red hair that looked like flames and his name was John.
At the moment they were listening to the radio when a new song came on.
And here's “Everything I do I do it for you” by Bryan Adams.
The song started off with a piano then a raspy voice started to sing a ballad. Remy and John instantly fell in love with the song. They two boys looked at each other and stated to slow dance but goofing off, then john whipped out his lighter and raised it above his head swaying from side to side laughing.
/End Flashback/
“Hey, Rem, remember the first time we heard this song?”
John said stopping at the stoplight.
Remy nodded “yeah, we were reckless back then,” he said chuckling “oh, good times”
John nodded in agreement and turned left then drove on.
Fifteen minutes later they arrived at Subway. They guys got out of the car and walked inside. They stepped up to the counter and John ordered a six-inch turkey club on white with American cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, oil, mayonnaise and mustard, a medium drink and a bag of chips. Remy ordered a six inch three meat sub on rye with roast beef, turkey and ham, pickles, black olives, lettuce, tomatoes, mayonnaise, mustard and oil, a large pop and a chocolate chip cookie. They paid, got their drinks and took a seat in the back of the restaurant.
John sat across from Remy and noticed something about his trench coat.
“Hey what happed with your coat?” John said through a mouthful of sandwich.
“Now Remy knows he’s been spending too much time with you when he can understand when you talk with your mouthful,” Remy said laughing when John grinned “well..Anyways, Remy got in a fight and it got torn.”
“Ah, I see. That sucks. Hey aren’t those things hard to replace..or more or less expensive?”
“Don’t remind, Remy.” He said taking a bit of his sandwich.
They finished eating then John stood up.
“I’ll be right back, gotta go to the loo,” John said.
“Thanks for letting Remy know,” Remy said chuckling.
“Your welcome” John said with a stupid grin then walking into the men’s room.
****
**Ding** **whoosh**
The next thing Remy knew there was a familiar blonde sitting next to him, a little too close.
/Oh gawd is his hand on my thigh, and oh gawd it is, and it’s moving upwards!/
“Um, hey Piet. Nice ta see ya **ahem** so how are ya?” Remy said getting uneasy as the hand slid closer to its destination.
“I got you something,” Pietro said handing Remy the best finest leather trench coat.
“Oh my god! Wow, you got this for Remy? Thanks!” Remy said grinning admiring the trench coat forgetting about the hand. “How can Remy repay you?”
Pietro grinned and leaned over.
“Well..there is one thing,”
“Anything,”
“Kiss me,”
/Shit! Erm..what do I do! Crap! I don’t..but…I/
“Erm..”
“Please Remy” Pietro said with puppy eyes.
A sudden memory came to Remy
/Flashback/
A thirteen-year-old boy with red on black eyes walked into the boy’s locker room. He goes to his locker and starts to change out of his practice cloths.
The door opened and in came a handsome fourteen-year-old boy with shaggy black hair that hung in his eyes. The boy walked over to younger boy’s locker and leaned on it.
“Hey remy,” The boy said suavely.
“Umm, hey Derrick, good practice,” Remy said talking off his shirt not noticing Derricks eyes light up and scan his upper body.
“Nice body,”
“Erm, thanks”
Derrick started to get undressed and he wrapped a towel around his waist. He then walked over to the showers and started them all then walked back out.
“Hey, Remy, you look like you could use a shower, wanna join me?” Derrick said with an evil plan in mind but didn’t show it.
“Okay,”
Remy undressed and followed Derrick into the shower.
There was steam everywhere. Remy stepped under one of the steaming showerhead and the scalding water poured over his slender body.
“Damn,” Remy heard seeing Derrick step out of the steam closing the gap between himself and Remy.
Derrick placed his hands on Remy’s chest, gently rubbing his nipples.
“Derrick, what are you doi—“ Remy stopping in mid-sentence feeling Derrick’s erection pressed against his thigh. Before Remy could protest he felt himself be turned around and roughly shoved against the wall, then he felt excruciating pain at an unwanted intrusion.
Remy screamed in pain as Derrick roughly took his innocence.
The door suddenly banged open and someone ran into the locker room to where Derrick and Remy were. The person punched Derrick and picked up a half conscience Remy and grabbed a towel covering him up and bringing him home.
When Remy woke up John was sitting worriedly next to him.
“Are you okay?” John said his voice and eyes full of concern.
“Where is he?” Remy said looking around frantically for his rescuer.
“Who?” John said.
“The guy who saved me.”
“I don’t know, he left after bringing you here.”
“Oh, I wanted to thank him.”
/End Flashback/
“Remy? Pietro said questioningly “Something wrong?”
“Erm..I….uh…” Remy said recalling the pain.
Pietro’s hand continued to move upwards and Remy saw John looking at them from the bathroom door.
“Hey, Speedy! Think fast!” John lighting his lighter and shooting a stream of fire at Pietro, who screamed and ran out of the building.
John ran to Remy and sat next to him, before John knew what was happening he had the Rajun Cajun around his body crying on his shoulder. John wrapped his arms around Remy trying to calm him down by rubbing small circles on the small of his back.
“Shh..its alright. I won’t let him or anyone hurt you,”
Remy nodded and crawled onto John’s lap, then buried his head under John’s chin.
“John, I want to go home,” Remy said timidly.
John was shocked that he had said “I” instead of his name, but he was quickly brought back to his senses when someone had pulled him sharply out of the seat but the collar of his shirt and dragged out of the restaurant. He was then slammed into a tree and his head smacked into the trunk and he felt dizzy.
John opened his eyes and noticed that there was a very angry Lance in front of him with a death grip around his neck.
“’ello mate, how goes it?” He said somewhat struggled
“Don’t you fucking ‘’Ello mate me!’ I saw what you did you Piet, and now your going to fucking pay for it!”
“Oh, Lance, that’s sweet, but your not my type,” John said getting slammed into the tree again and getting a punch to the stomach.
He doubled over then found himself with his arm behind his head and his face in the dirt.
“Lance, you kinky little devil,” John said.
Lance growled and yanked up on John’s arm and grinned in success when he heard a loud crack and a cry of pain from John.
“Let him go, Alvers!” A strong southern voice said.
“What are you going to do if I don’t let go of your precious boyfriend, LeBeau?” Lance said tauntingly.
Remy grinned evilly, took out his ace of diamonds and charged it. He walked over to Lance, kicked him hard in the stomach then clicked the card at him.
Lance was blown away, and Remy quickly picked up his friend and carried him to the car.
John was coughing but otherwise looked fine, except for the bone that was protruding out of his arm.
“Thanks Rem..”
“No problem, sorry Remy couldn’t get to you sooner, but he was locked in the bathroom by a slimy toad.”
“Where are we going to get help?”
“Xavier’s..”
“But-“
“No 'buts' there's no where else yon gon go,”
John sighed but complied.
They arrived at the institute fifteen minutes later. Remy told John to call him when he was done then left. John walked inside and found Professor X and before long he was healed.
John headed towards the door after calling Remy to come and get him when he spotted Rogue and Lance? He decided to follow when he was pulled into the shadows and slammed into the wall.
/Ah son of a bitch! That’s the second time today! Wait..is that Kurt?/
“Kurt?”
“Was?”
“What are you doing? And..hey, get your tail away from there!” John said grabbing the wondering tail.
“Well, I just wanted to tell you that—“
“Kurt! Who are you—Pyro?”
“Umm..toodles.”
Rating: R
Warnings: rape...unwanted touching..brutality..and slash..oh! and anal
Disclaimer: nope..dont own um..dont pretend i do cuz thats wrong
Authors Note: /blah/ thoughts.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Chapter 3: Old Friends and Memories
“Miss me?” A southern male accent said.
John stood there dumbstruck before running to his friend hugging him.
“Only a whole lot,” John said letting go.
“Remy missed ya too, chere,” Remy said.
Remy’s hands had been resting on John’s lower back and he quickly removed them.
“Remy couldn’t stand being away from his flame thrower, so he turned around halfway through Pennsylvania and drove here.”
“Hey, you hungry? I was just heading to Subway,” John said throwing his bag in the back seat.
Remy nodded and walked to the passenger’s side and hopped in. He hopped in also and started up the car pushing the play button on the CD player, which held on of his several mix CD’s. The CD player started playing “Everything I do I do it for you” by Bryan Adams. He grinned at Remy who started singing the song. John backed out of the Driveway thinking about the first time he had heard this song.
/Flashback/
There were two boys, one eleven and the other ten in a rather large bedroom. The eleven-year-old had semi long brunette hair that fell into his black on red eyes and his name was Remy. The ten-year-old had light orangish red hair that looked like flames and his name was John.
At the moment they were listening to the radio when a new song came on.
And here's “Everything I do I do it for you” by Bryan Adams.
The song started off with a piano then a raspy voice started to sing a ballad. Remy and John instantly fell in love with the song. They two boys looked at each other and stated to slow dance but goofing off, then john whipped out his lighter and raised it above his head swaying from side to side laughing.
/End Flashback/
“Hey, Rem, remember the first time we heard this song?”
John said stopping at the stoplight.
Remy nodded “yeah, we were reckless back then,” he said chuckling “oh, good times”
John nodded in agreement and turned left then drove on.
Fifteen minutes later they arrived at Subway. They guys got out of the car and walked inside. They stepped up to the counter and John ordered a six-inch turkey club on white with American cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, oil, mayonnaise and mustard, a medium drink and a bag of chips. Remy ordered a six inch three meat sub on rye with roast beef, turkey and ham, pickles, black olives, lettuce, tomatoes, mayonnaise, mustard and oil, a large pop and a chocolate chip cookie. They paid, got their drinks and took a seat in the back of the restaurant.
John sat across from Remy and noticed something about his trench coat.
“Hey what happed with your coat?” John said through a mouthful of sandwich.
“Now Remy knows he’s been spending too much time with you when he can understand when you talk with your mouthful,” Remy said laughing when John grinned “well..Anyways, Remy got in a fight and it got torn.”
“Ah, I see. That sucks. Hey aren’t those things hard to replace..or more or less expensive?”
“Don’t remind, Remy.” He said taking a bit of his sandwich.
They finished eating then John stood up.
“I’ll be right back, gotta go to the loo,” John said.
“Thanks for letting Remy know,” Remy said chuckling.
“Your welcome” John said with a stupid grin then walking into the men’s room.
****
**Ding** **whoosh**
The next thing Remy knew there was a familiar blonde sitting next to him, a little too close.
/Oh gawd is his hand on my thigh, and oh gawd it is, and it’s moving upwards!/
“Um, hey Piet. Nice ta see ya **ahem** so how are ya?” Remy said getting uneasy as the hand slid closer to its destination.
“I got you something,” Pietro said handing Remy the best finest leather trench coat.
“Oh my god! Wow, you got this for Remy? Thanks!” Remy said grinning admiring the trench coat forgetting about the hand. “How can Remy repay you?”
Pietro grinned and leaned over.
“Well..there is one thing,”
“Anything,”
“Kiss me,”
/Shit! Erm..what do I do! Crap! I don’t..but…I/
“Erm..”
“Please Remy” Pietro said with puppy eyes.
A sudden memory came to Remy
/Flashback/
A thirteen-year-old boy with red on black eyes walked into the boy’s locker room. He goes to his locker and starts to change out of his practice cloths.
The door opened and in came a handsome fourteen-year-old boy with shaggy black hair that hung in his eyes. The boy walked over to younger boy’s locker and leaned on it.
“Hey remy,” The boy said suavely.
“Umm, hey Derrick, good practice,” Remy said talking off his shirt not noticing Derricks eyes light up and scan his upper body.
“Nice body,”
“Erm, thanks”
Derrick started to get undressed and he wrapped a towel around his waist. He then walked over to the showers and started them all then walked back out.
“Hey, Remy, you look like you could use a shower, wanna join me?” Derrick said with an evil plan in mind but didn’t show it.
“Okay,”
Remy undressed and followed Derrick into the shower.
There was steam everywhere. Remy stepped under one of the steaming showerhead and the scalding water poured over his slender body.
“Damn,” Remy heard seeing Derrick step out of the steam closing the gap between himself and Remy.
Derrick placed his hands on Remy’s chest, gently rubbing his nipples.
“Derrick, what are you doi—“ Remy stopping in mid-sentence feeling Derrick’s erection pressed against his thigh. Before Remy could protest he felt himself be turned around and roughly shoved against the wall, then he felt excruciating pain at an unwanted intrusion.
Remy screamed in pain as Derrick roughly took his innocence.
The door suddenly banged open and someone ran into the locker room to where Derrick and Remy were. The person punched Derrick and picked up a half conscience Remy and grabbed a towel covering him up and bringing him home.
When Remy woke up John was sitting worriedly next to him.
“Are you okay?” John said his voice and eyes full of concern.
“Where is he?” Remy said looking around frantically for his rescuer.
“Who?” John said.
“The guy who saved me.”
“I don’t know, he left after bringing you here.”
“Oh, I wanted to thank him.”
/End Flashback/
“Remy? Pietro said questioningly “Something wrong?”
“Erm..I….uh…” Remy said recalling the pain.
Pietro’s hand continued to move upwards and Remy saw John looking at them from the bathroom door.
“Hey, Speedy! Think fast!” John lighting his lighter and shooting a stream of fire at Pietro, who screamed and ran out of the building.
John ran to Remy and sat next to him, before John knew what was happening he had the Rajun Cajun around his body crying on his shoulder. John wrapped his arms around Remy trying to calm him down by rubbing small circles on the small of his back.
“Shh..its alright. I won’t let him or anyone hurt you,”
Remy nodded and crawled onto John’s lap, then buried his head under John’s chin.
“John, I want to go home,” Remy said timidly.
John was shocked that he had said “I” instead of his name, but he was quickly brought back to his senses when someone had pulled him sharply out of the seat but the collar of his shirt and dragged out of the restaurant. He was then slammed into a tree and his head smacked into the trunk and he felt dizzy.
John opened his eyes and noticed that there was a very angry Lance in front of him with a death grip around his neck.
“’ello mate, how goes it?” He said somewhat struggled
“Don’t you fucking ‘’Ello mate me!’ I saw what you did you Piet, and now your going to fucking pay for it!”
“Oh, Lance, that’s sweet, but your not my type,” John said getting slammed into the tree again and getting a punch to the stomach.
He doubled over then found himself with his arm behind his head and his face in the dirt.
“Lance, you kinky little devil,” John said.
Lance growled and yanked up on John’s arm and grinned in success when he heard a loud crack and a cry of pain from John.
“Let him go, Alvers!” A strong southern voice said.
“What are you going to do if I don’t let go of your precious boyfriend, LeBeau?” Lance said tauntingly.
Remy grinned evilly, took out his ace of diamonds and charged it. He walked over to Lance, kicked him hard in the stomach then clicked the card at him.
Lance was blown away, and Remy quickly picked up his friend and carried him to the car.
John was coughing but otherwise looked fine, except for the bone that was protruding out of his arm.
“Thanks Rem..”
“No problem, sorry Remy couldn’t get to you sooner, but he was locked in the bathroom by a slimy toad.”
“Where are we going to get help?”
“Xavier’s..”
“But-“
“No 'buts' there's no where else yon gon go,”
John sighed but complied.
They arrived at the institute fifteen minutes later. Remy told John to call him when he was done then left. John walked inside and found Professor X and before long he was healed.
John headed towards the door after calling Remy to come and get him when he spotted Rogue and Lance? He decided to follow when he was pulled into the shadows and slammed into the wall.
/Ah son of a bitch! That’s the second time today! Wait..is that Kurt?/
“Kurt?”
“Was?”
“What are you doing? And..hey, get your tail away from there!” John said grabbing the wondering tail.
“Well, I just wanted to tell you that—“
“Kurt! Who are you—Pyro?”
“Umm..toodles.”