My Reality

Chapter Twelve

Perry stood on the roof, arms loosely crossed over the ledge as he looked at the long drop down. Hair blew against his growing curls, and his eyes watered slightly with the smell of exhaust fuming from a nearby hospital vent. The bandages had finally been removed from his arms, the neat scarring on his wrist proof of the stitches that had once been there.

The wind gusted warmly against his face again and he closed his eyes against it.

"I heard you still won't call the man by his last name," a voice interrupted him.

Perry turned and smiled as JD walked towards him to stand beside him. "The man's got a strange last name, Annie. What are you doing up here?" he replied defensively as he stood a little straighter.

"Just checking on you."

"I've been locked up here for four months; I think I'm okay now."

JD snorted. "You know, every time I hear you say that, it makes me nervous."

Perry shrugged as he leaned against the ledge with his back. "Newbie, if I really wanted to do it…"

"You'd have been the amazing human pancake by now."

A grin settled over Perry's tired features. "Pancakes…" he trailed off, looking at the sky above him.

"You really think you're ready to go?"

Perry shrugged. "No one wants to stay cooped up forever, Bettina. And if I have to have one more session with Demon-taters, I think I'm going to kill him."

"It's DiMatteo, you know."

"Isn't that what I said?"

"No, and…"

Perry flicked him against the forehead affectionately. "First mistake, Newbie. You never correct me."

JD grinned as he turned back around to look over the ledge. "It's a long way down, you know."

Perry shrugged and turned to look again himself. "I was thinking that, before you came up. Rock bottom's not so bad, you know."

"I don't guess it is."

"Everyone's got to take a chance," Perry continued and headed for the doorway back into the stairwell. "I think I'm ready."

"For what it's worth, I think you are too." JD kissed him quickly and affectionately before they walked into the stairwell. "I also came up to let you know that the discharge papers are ready."

Perry nodded idly as he linked his hands over his hair. He frowned. It felt scruffy to his touch, after having had it short for so long.

JD grinned as he watched Perry shrug his fingers through it. "I like it long. Gives me something to hold on to."

Perry smirked at that and pushed him against a wall before they could enter the hospital halls again.

"I'd hang onto your mop top but there's too much wax in it." Perry kissed him, feeling JD's fingers rush through the curls again to grip there. "Death grip, Candy."

"You never did show me the difference."

Perry slipped a hand up his back and neck, and into the sensitive hairs across JD's neck. Then he jerked hard.

JD yelped. "What the hell was that for?"

"That's the difference." Perry smirked at him and kissed him again with easy affection. JD slipped his arms around him with a smile on his face as Perry traced gentle fingers down his face.

JD worked a hand under Perry's blue t-shirt, playing with the skin and running teasing fingers across his waist band.

Perry gave a sharp intake of breath, working his mouth against JD's neck. "If you don't quit that, Newbie, I'm going to forget we're in a public stairwell."

JD grinned and pressed his hips against Perry's suggestively. "I already have."

"There you two are, and…oh. Oh god, no one wants to see that; get a room!" Jordan snapped and shut the door behind her.

JD's face bloomed an attractive shade of red, and Perry just laughed harder then he had in a while.

"Get over it, Dana," Perry replied, swinging an arm around his shoulders as he walked them back to his room. "You still haven't told me about you walking in on Morticia and Barbie."

JD's face colored harder. "Under pain of death, I can't tell you," he mumbled. "Jordan threatened."

"That's a bad Newbie!" Perry replied as he threw his things into a duffel bag. "You were actually serious when you told her you'd do anything?"

"That was it," JD retorted with a shrug. "She cashed in and told me I could never tell you what I saw."

"I told you she'd steal your soul, Emily."

Carla walked in, baby Isabella balanced on her hip. "There you two are. Jordan said she caught you two making out in the stairwell again. Bambi, you better book it before Kelso comes in and rips you a new one for sleeping with a patient."

"But I-" JD started, face redder then even he thought possible.

"Here," Carla said, passing Isabella off to JD affectionately. "Kelso fears small children."

JD suddenly found his arms full of squirming baby as he sputtered his protests. He looked at the curly-headed dark-haired child with a mournful stare.

"Your parents are crazy," he said. "They're crazy, Izzy."

Carla slapped his shoulder. "Stop calling her that! I've only just now gotten Turk to stop it."

"Come on, Izzy," JD said, walking the baby out of the room.

"Dr. Dorian," Kelso snapped from behind his back. JD turned, the baby balanced in his arms. Kelso frowned at the child and back at JD. "You can't hold a baby forever, Sport."

Turk came around the corner, arms already outstretched. "Come here, baby girl," he cooed, taking the small girl from JD.

Isabella eyed them all plaintively. How was she supposed to decide who to puke on when they kept passing her around like that? The fuzzy old man in front of her would do.

Kelso opened his mouth to lecture JD when he jumped back and glared at Turk.

JD snorted before he could help it as Kelso wiped baby spit-up from his jacket. "Turkleton, aren't you supposed to be killing someone right now?"

Turk struggled to wipe the grin from his face and JD only clapped a hand over his own mouth as Kelso turned to walk off.

Carla sat down on the bed, wearing casual clothes as she watched Perry pack. "So…how do you feel?"

Perry rolled his eyes, but didn't deter the question. "Like I'm ready to go home and watch a football game with lots of cheerleaders."

"With a certain someone?" Carla asked slyly, smacking him lightly on the shoulder.

"Anyone ever tell you that you talk too much?"

"Oh, constantly," Carla replied casually and leaned back on the bed a little to prop herself up on her hands. "How long did you really think it was going to be before everyone around here knew? You know how Laverne is."

Perry rolled his eyes. "Yeah. I do." He zipped up the bag and took a smaller, plastic bag into the bathroom with him.

"You certainly look a lot better."

"Thanks, Carla, I'll be sure to bookmark your opinion forever and ever in my long list of compliments that mean absolutely nothing."

Carla snorted. "Is Bambi going to move in with you now?"

Perry came back out and dropped the plastic bag onto the bed. "Carla, butt out. I'm sure Francine's already told Gandhi all about everything, and we all know that you can weasel anything out of your jock-itch of a husband. Stop badgering me about it."

"Perry," Carla said again.

Perry did look up at that and sat down beside of her. "Yeah?"

"How are you really feeling?"

Perry shrugged and looked out the window. "Pretty good, under the circumstances. Today's a good day though."

Carla nodded and linked her hands over her legs. "You and Bambi?"

"That's none of your business."

"Come on, tell me!" Carla whined plaintively. "I'm dying to know all the juicy details!"

"Trust me, chica…you don't want the juicy details. Just check the supply closet in about three days; you'll get everything you need to know," Jordan replied as she walked in. "Scram."

Carla rolled her eyes, but whispered something to Jordan before she walked out. Jordan grinned at Perry, crossing her arms as she stood there.

"Ah, Soul-snatcher," Perry said in a mockingly jovial voice. "You've already stolen my soul and dignity; anything else I can help you with?"

Jordan rolled her eyes. "Look, Per-bear," she said. "I really just came in to see how you were doing. It's been a long couple of months."

"I'm touched, Jorderooni. Really."

"Quit being a smart-ass, you pansy." Jordan pulled a chair up, balancing herself on the back of it with her feet settled on the seat. "It has been a long year."

Perry sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm alright today, happy?"

Jordan shrugged. "Marginally. I also wanted to let you know we're holding Jack's fourth birthday party at the park next week. You and Junior are invited, by invitation of Barbie."

"It's nice to see someone else wearing the pants around you."

Jordan shrugged. "Just let me know when you're done with my skirts, unless of course, Baby-spice wants to wear some for his pwecious wil Per-bear."

"You are a demon from hell and must be sent back before you can wreak any more havoc upon the innocents of the world."

"I love you too, Per," Jordan replied and scrubbed a hand over his scruffy curls affectionately.

Perry batted her hand away. "God, do I look like I'm four?"

"You act like it sometimes." Jordan hopped off the chair. "I'll send DJ in for you." She turned before she got to the door. "I'm proud of you, Perry. I really am."

Perry waved her away. "Aw, shucks, Medusa. Now you're just trying to get me to look at you so you can freeze me."

Jordan's response was to pick up the empty water cup nearby and throw it at him.

Perry chuckled as JD walked back in sans Isabella and Turk but with a wheelchair.

"You ready to go?" JD asked, spinning the chair around.

"Do I really have to be wheeled out of here, Gertrude? My legs work, you know."

"Hospital policy. You'd give Ted an anxiety attack."

"I think he'd have one of those if someone asked him a question, Newbie."

JD shrugged. "Rules are there for a reason."

"I thought you made the rules."

Frowning in confusion, JD looked at him. "Say what?"

Perry only gave him a withering look. "And Devil-woman thinks your rules suck out loud."

"Oh." JD still frowned, but then realization washed over him as his face turned pink. "Oh. You're never gong to let me live that down, are you?"

"Hell no, Heather." Perry slipped into the wheelchair reluctantly. "Can I at least push the wheels myself?"

"Nope." JD gave a grin that clearly indicated his unholy glee at the prospect of pushing him around. "Not this time."

Dr. DiMatteo stood in the hallway by the elevator. "Well, Dr. Cox. It's been…interesting."

"Can't say I'm sad to see the last of you, Demon-taters."

"DiMatteo."

"That's what I said," Perry replied as JD pushed him into the elevator. JD chuckled and hit the down button.

Dr. DiMatteo breathed an audible sigh of relief as the doors shut. He turned to a nurse. "Thank god," he murmured and went to his office to take another antacid.

JD pushed the wheelchair towards the doorway, the whoosh of air hitting his face as they opened.

"You ready?" JD asked.

"Yeah. I think I am." Perry hauled his body from the wheelchair and stepped onto the stairs outside of Sacred Heart. He looked around the parking lot, nerves gripping his stomach and his heartbeat racing as he headed for his car.

JD walked up to him and grinned at him in a smile that finally reached his eyes. "You're out."

Perry grinned at that, turning his face into the wind and sunshine. "Yeah." His nerves made his hands shake slightly, so he linked them on his head. "It's about time."

"I'd say."

Perry stood beside his car and leaned against it as he looked at JD's impish face. "You're up to something, Isabel."

"What makes you say that?"

"You look entirely too mischievous for your own good. Usually, when Jack looks like that, he's about to throw something into the wall and break it."

JD shrugged as he opened up the passenger door. "Come on."

"Ho-no, you are not driving," Perry replied. "Keys, Newbie."

JD reluctantly threw the keys in his direction and slipped into the passenger seat.

Perry took one long look around the parking lot again. If he let himself, he could hear and see as JD crumpled to the ground, three shots making him fall. He could watch Elijah walk away as he knelt down to the motionless body, struggling to stop the bleeding.

He smiled halfway though. It was over and gone. "Hey, Janet."

JD turned. "Yeah?"

"I need to make a stop before the apartment."

"Sure."

When the familiar sight of the cemetery came into view, JD frowned. He didn't say anything as Perry drove around it and parked the car.

"Why are we here?" JD asked quietly.

"I've got a stop to make."

JD still didn't ask as he followed Perry through the gravestones and plaques. When they finally came to a stop, JD stiffened slightly.

Perry felt it, and shook his head to indicate he was fine. He kneeled down to the gravestones, inspecting the names of the twin men who had nearly destroyed everything in his life.

"You almost took it all," he said quietly. "You came close to taking everything from me that I could have ever held dear in my life, and you almost succeeded in killing me. But I'm still here. And you're not." He looked at the years, realizing for the first time just how young the men had been. "And I feel sorry for the both of you. I can't say I'm glad that you're dead. I can say that I'm glad you can't hurt anyone anymore."

JD stood behind him uncomfortably, wishing he could make this better.

"I can't get closure because of the two of you," Perry went on, his voice firm and strong. "You're dead, and there's nothing now that can be done to bring closure to the other families you've hurt or to the victims you've killed. I can't hate you. I'm mad as hell, but I find myself just feeling sorry for the both of you."

JD slipped a hand over Perry's shoulder silently. Though Perry's voice had remained strong and firm, his body was trembling slightly as he stared at the two headstones.

"And it's sad. It's so horribly sad that you two were into it so deep that you had to hurt and kill others to make it better. It's unforgivable."

"Perry," JD said quietly.

Perry sighed, closing his eyes for a moment as he got to his feet again. "I had to say it, Janet."

"Yeah. I know." He slipped his hand down Perry's arm and linked their fingers. "Let's get out of here."

Perry gave one last look to the headstones and walked back to the car with JD. "Hey, JD."

JD looked at him. "Yeah?"

"Thanks for being there." Perry gave him a twisted half-smile. "And for offering to jump with me."

JD shrugged. "No worries."

Perry chuckled and suddenly gripped him into a tight hug. JD jerked in surprise, and then relaxed under his hold.

JD laughed suddenly, though it sounded slightly wet.

"What are you laughing at, Newbie?"

"Just that I finally got that hug."

Perry snorted. "Get in the car, Karen."

XXXXXXXXXX

"Welcome home!"

Perry jumped, hand over his heart as he rolled his eyes and glared at JD. "This is your doing, isn't it, Linda?"

JD grinned with a shrug. "Guilty," he finally said. "But Jordan and Elliot had a hand in it too."

"Hey, don't blame this all on us, DJ," Jordan retorted and gestured to Carla and Turk with her beer. "They wanted to help too."

"See, I didn't do it all by myself," JD replied defensively.

"Shut up, you little girl," Perry muttered, though a part of him lifted at the sight of home and friends. "Seriously; whose idea was it?"

JD suddenly had five hands pointed at him. Jack looked slightly confused, but wanted to be like the grown-ups.

"It's a nice gesture," he muttered sullenly and snagged Elliot's beer.

"Hey," Elliot snapped and snatched it back. "Get your own."

"But it's in the kitchen," JD half-whined. "Men don't belong there."

Perry raised an eyebrow. "All the more reason for you to go, Olivia."

"Can I hold Izzy?" Jack asked as he looked at the little baby in the playpen.

Carla glared at JD. "Bambi, I told you to stop calling her Izzy; now look what's happened!"

Jordan quietly explained to Jack why he couldn't hold the newborn as JD returned with two beers.

Perry took one of them gratefully and sat down on the couch. JD plunked down beside of him as Turk and Jordan began an argument about women in the kitchen, with Carla and Elliot clearly siding with the older woman.

Turk gave a pleading look to JD and Perry, who only saluted him with beer bottles.

Jack climbed up the couch and beamed a smile to his father. "Hi, Doc."

"Why does he call you that?" JD asked curiously.

Perry raised an eyebrow as he set the beer down and pulled his son into his lap. "That should be obvious, Newbie."

"Pretend I'm an idiot."

"Pretend? I thought you were," Perry remarked. "He calls me Doc because he likes Bugs Bunny, Pattie."

Jack bounced in his father's lap as he spoke with Aunt Carol, and eyed the bottle in his hands suspiciously.

Jordan turned from the argument (which had turned to petty insults) just as Jack made a grab for JD's bottle.

"Christ, Junior, look out!"

Jack wrapped a fist around the bottle and managed a sip before JD could grab it back. His face immediately screwed up and he spit it back out over JD's pants.

"Yucky," he proclaimed and swiped at his tongue. "Gross, An' Cawol!"

Jordan snatched the boy from his father. "Little young, don't you think?"

"He already has to put up with you; is it any wonder he wants one?" Perry remarked with a raised eyebrow.

Jordan rolled her eyes and patted Jack towards Elliot. She sat down beside Perry and looked over at JD.

"Yo, DJ. Scram."

"Why?"

"If you don't go join your other boyfriend over there, I'll give you a purple-nurple from the edges of the ninth gate of hell." She grinned narrowly. "And then I'll do the other one just for funsies."

JD gulped and stood to leave them alone.

Jordan watched as JD and Elliot interacted with Turk and Carla. "You love him?"

Perry looked at her. "Lordy-Jordy," he mumbled. "Don't you ever let up?"

"No, not really." She sighed. "I'm just making sure he'll be able to take care of you."

"He'll be fine. What about Barbie? Are you done corrupting her yet?"

"Not by half," Jordan said with a laugh. "We really picked a couple of kids."

Perry shrugged. "Keeps you young."

"I am young," Jordan replied easily, and frowned when Perry gave a snort of laughter.

"Yeah. And I'm the pope."

"Well, your holiness," Jordan replied with a flick of her hair. "You show concern for someone, and it bites you in the ass."

"It's hard not to bite you in the ass; it's everywhere."

Jordan smacked him playfully before she found herself crowded on the other side by Elliot.

"What, princess? I'm trying to have a grown-up conversation here."

Elliot grinned at her. "JD told me to come over here and save Dr. Cox from the wrath of the devil."

Jordan glared in JD's direction. "You asked for it."

JD yelped and jumped over to Perry's side.

"Ho-no, Quanda," Perry said and rose from the couch. "I'm not getting in the middle of this bitch-fest."

JD shrieked as Jordan twisted one of his nipples painfully. "Get thee back to hell, spawn!"

Jordan only grinned satisfactorily and dragged Elliot back over to coo over baby Isabella.

Perry grinned and gave a chuckle as JD rubbed his chest with a whimper. "You really did ask for it, Roxanne."

JD shrugged and scooted over so Perry could sit back down beside of him. "How long before you want to kick everyone out?"

"About as long as it takes for me to finish this sentence," Perry replied. "Ho-kay, everyone out."

But they didn't leave, and Perry just shrugged as he turned back to JD. "They'll leave eventually."

"Eventually" turned into a couple of hours. The children were put down to bed in the next room as the adults gathered to talk.

Perry watched quietly as JD told a story that involved wild hand gestures, varying voices, and even a few sound effects about a patient he'd had the other day. His eyes were bright as he moved his hands and said something that had Elliot snorting her beer and Carla doubling over in laughter.

"So this guy's a total mess by the time we finally get him hooked up to an IV," JD went on. "And he suddenly decides that he doesn't want any treatment. Well, after screwing around for four hours trying to get him down long enough to tell us what was wrong in the first place, we weren't just going to let that happen. Turns out that this whole belly-acher of a hypochondriac was gassy and constipated."

Perry chuckled at that.

"Okay, my turn," Jordan started up next and launched into a story about torturing Ted and Kelso.

Perry draped an arm over JD's shoulders with an affectionate smile. JD looked at him in surprise.

"What's that for?"

"Shut up and pay attention to the story, Stephanie."

It seemed Jordan had finally had a couple of beers and was now gesturing as wildly as JD had been.

"So Ted's back up on the roof, and he's got one foot stuck over into thin air. So I walked up behind him and jerked him off the ledge. He screamed like a little girl."

JD laughed as he felt Perry's hand squeeze his shoulder. "God, you're acting weird," he hissed quietly to Perry.

Perry shrugged. "Your idiocy must be rubbing off on me, Tabitha. What do you say we kick everyone out of here now?"

JD shrugged. "If you want to, sure. As long as you're the one to interrupt Jordan."

"You just have to know how to handle her, Utasha." Perry stood and stretched. "Look, Peanuts Gallery, it's been great fun listening to all of these nostalgic stories of the past, but I think I'm cooked for the night. It has been an awfully long day."

Sympathy and apology were immediate.

"Aw, you have had a long day," Carla said as she gestured Turk to go grab Isabella and Jack. "And we've been keeping you up."

Elliot had something similar to say, but Jordan was rolling her eyes as she grinned knowingly at Perry.

It took another half-hour before JD finally shut the door with a heavy sigh and a yawn of his own.

"Finally," he murmured. "I didn't think they'd ever leave."

Perry shrugged. "You just have to work the sympathy angle, Vicky." He tackled JD around the shoulders suddenly, pressing him against the closed door in a hard, open-mouthed kiss.

JD yelped, but stretched his arms around Perry's neck. "Oh, that's why you wanted them out then."

"You are a slow one tonight, Wisteria." Perry slipped his hands beneath JD's shirt, tracing his fingers over the other man's ribcage. JD let out a giggle. "Oh god, you're ticklish?"

"Duh," JD said, laughter still lacing his voice. "We've been working together this long and you never knew that?"

"It's not like I've been touching you for three years, Xandy." Perry lowered his mouth to JD's neck, nipping and licking his way towards his collarbone as he pushed JD back towards the couch.

JD trailed his hands up to Perry's hair, gripping the curls lightly as the backs of his knees hit the couch and he and Perry both tipped over to it.

"Bed would be more comfortable," JD pointed out in a breathless voice. He let one of his hands trail down to grab the hem of Perry's shirt.

Perry let him strip it off and shivered slightly against the cool air. JD slid his hands up Perry's torso and gave him an amused look when Perry bit his lip as JD hit a ticklish spot.

"Hypocrite."

"Shut up, Yvette." Perry pressed his mouth against JD's again, slipping his tongue into the other's mouth as he tugged at JD's own shirt. JD yanked it off hurriedly and pulled Perry in for another kiss.

Perry lined his body up with JD's, groaning lightly as his half-hard erection finally found friction against JD's narrow hips. JD gave an unexpected groan of his own as he pushed up into Perry's hips.

"You're killing me, Zoë." He raced his hands against JD's slender chest again, biting at JD's collarbone. "Bed. Now."

JD felt his breath hitch as one of Perry's hands plunged down his loose jeans and grasped his hardening cock. "Fuck," he swore sharply, kissing any skin he could reach.

"God, you've got a potty mouth, Newbie." Perry yanked him to his feet, where upon JD immediately kissed him again, wrapping hands around his neck and face.

Perry walked him backward towards the bedroom, stopping twice in the hallway to shove the younger man against the wall.

JD groaned as Perry pinned his hands to the wall, thrusting hard against him as a mouth raced over his chest, face, and neck. JD thumped his head against the wall, hitching a leg over one of Perry's hips.

"Bed," JD whimpered softly and Perry finally pulled off of the wall to keep fumbling them towards the bedroom.

JD could've given a cry of relief when he finally felt soft sheets and blankets under his back, but he was too busy trying to strip Perry's jeans off of him. His hands were slightly shaky, making the task close to impossible.

Perry jerked down his own pants and tackled JD on the bed again. His hands flew over the pale skin, trying to get any contact he could. JD arched into his touch, eyes gone dark with arousal and need. He gripped Perry's hips tightly, and finally pushed a hand towards Perry's erection timidly.

Groaning in slight frustration, Perry struggled to push his hips towards JD's hand. "Christ, Newbie; quit fucking around."

JD gave a laugh that almost infuriated him until JD slipped a hand beneath the waistband of Perry's boxers to grab the fully-hard cock.

Perry gave a groan of relief as he unabashedly thrust into JD's dry fist. Christ on a cross it felt good, and oxygen was never important when you were about to get some, and-fuck, where had JD learned to do that? Perry groaned as the hand twisted expertly on his erection, and gave a gasp of frustration when JD pulled away to remove his own pants and boxers.

Something akin to a growl escaped his mouth when JD was finally naked, and Perry pinned him to the bed again to kiss at the pale skin beneath him. Moonlight shined in the room, alighting that pale skin to an almost bluish cast.

Perry finally slowed down a bit, and JD only looked at him with clouded eyes that were almost black now. Perry kissed at his chest, licking teasingly over a nipple as JD grasped for Perry's cock again.

"You keep that up and I'm not going to last that long," Perry gasped against JD's mouth.

"Then get on with it," JD half-snarled back against Perry's lips. "I'm dying here."

Perry laughed as he grasped at JD's cock and slipped the hand between JD's legs. JD groaned and pushed against him with something close to a whine.

"You sure about this, Newbie?"

"I'm sure I'm going to kick your ass if you stop."

Perry laughed at him and dug around in the nightstand for the tube of lubricant and a condom. "You ever done this before?"

"If I say yes, are you going to tease me?" JD asked, the frustration still apparent in his voice.

"Not right now I'm not."

"Then yeah. I've done this before." JD struggled to relax as Perry squeezed some of the liquid gel into his hands and blew on it to warm it slightly.

JD jumped at the slightly cool lubricant that Perry massaged around the tight ring of muscle between his legs.

Perry whispered into his ear. He'd never remember again what he said, but only knew the words were important to help the other man relax as he slid a finger slowly into JD's body.

JD groaned slightly at the intrusion; it wasn't painful but still vaguely uncomfortable. Perry wrapped his free hand around JD's cock and began a slow rhythm. JD groaned and slid into it, arching his hips slightly for more contact.

Perry smiled at the trembling man, crooking a finger upward. The yelp that came from JD next nearly pushed him over the edge. Anatomically speaking, he knew what he was doing, but he hadn't expected that sort of reaction from the younger man.

JD groaned at the second finger that slid in, his face tensing slightly, but groaned again when the hand on his cock dragged against the skin.

Perry kissed JD's ear lightly. "Christ, Newbie…do you have any idea how hot you are right now?"

JD grabbed for his face blindly to plant a hard kiss there as Perry slid a third finger home and hooked his fingers again. JD gasped into Perry's mouth hard with a whimper following after it.

"Fuck," JD swore again, eyes squeezed shut against the pleasure as the discomfort faded.

Perry finally pulled his fingers out and slipped the condom on sloppily. He placed both hands on JD's hips and slowly pushed himself into JD.

JD groaned at that, face tensing once again. Perry leaned down and kissed him hard, releasing one hip to fist JD's cock again.

Perry swore he saw stars as he sheathed himself in the tight opening, sitting still to try and gather himself. JD pushed back against him however, wrapping one leg around Perry's hips.

"Jesus, would you just fuck me already?" JD snapped breathlessly and tugged Perry by the hair for another hard kiss.

Perry groaned into JD's mouth and thrust forward almost experimentally. JD whimpered into his mouth, and at that moment, Perry would've sworn that nothing the kid could do would turn him on more.

That is, until JD literally squeezed around him. Perry felt a fluent string of curses fly from his lips into JD's mouth, and thrust hard into him again. JD bit down on Perry's shoulder, fingers grasping at the brown curls tightly.

JD wrapped his other leg tightly to Perry's hips, both heels digging into Perry's back now as he reached to wrap a hand around his cock.

Perry slapped his hand away as he began thrusting faster and more erratically. God, it was supposed to last longer; it couldn't possibly be this close to ending already, and wasn't it supposed to last forever? If it wasn't, it certainly should, and fuck, his breathing had stopped, but that didn't matter as he thrust harder. JD gave an outcry, though Perry couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or pain, but JD certainly didn't seem to care or mind.

JD twisted the bedsheet in his fist, making a reach for his erection again. This time, Perry let him as he grasped JD's hips harder, thrusting in earnest now as sweat dripped down his face.

Suddenly, JD's face seemed to freeze as he let his orgasm loose, hot liquid spurting over his chest and stomach. Perry groaned as the muscles tightened around his cock again, nails digging into JD's hips as he too finally released himself with a hard groan.

JD felt his body relax on the bed as Perry collapsed beside of him with another moan.

"I'm getting too old for this, Newbie," he muttered into the pillow.

JD chuckled weakly beside of him as Perry pulled the condom off and threw it away.

"I think I'm okay to just stay here for the next ten years or so," JD mumbled sleepily as Perry draped an arm over JD's stomach.

"Ten years? I was thinking twenty."

"If you live that long, old man."

Perry chuckled, and tickled JD's side. JD gave a giggle as he jerked away. "You know what's nice about this?"

"What?"

"In the time-honored routine of men everywhere, neither of us are gonna bitch if we go to sleep."

JD laughed at that as he pulled a used towel from the floor to wipe off his chest and stomach. "You're pretty good in the sack."

"Not so bad yourself, Newbie. I've had better."

JD slapped him affectionately, but Perry only reclaimed his arm's position.

"Sleep. Now."

"Love you, Perry."

Perry looked at him, raising his head off the pillow to kiss him gently. "Yeah. Love you too, JD."

JD grinned and felt his eyelids drifting closed. Things seemed to finally be looking up.

Perry grinned as he watched JD drift off to sleep. He reached his other hand up to push away JD's dark hair. Yawning, Perry pulled JD closer to him, tucking the kid into his chest as he too let himself fall asleep.

Continues with Chapter 13