Author's webpage: http://www.andrew.cmu.edu/~jacquez/writing/fanfic.html
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This is a present for all my friends, who love it when Jim and Blair get together!
The Hand of an Angel
by Laura JV
Jim sat down at a table in the smoky little bistro. Open mic night--well, it could have been worse! He could have been asked to come here and listen to cops, instead of by his wonderful girlfriend. Jacqueline Valentino--exotic, beautiful, a supermodel with as much brains as looks. She was so perfect, so exquisite, with her huge, almond-shaped lavender eyes and lustrous black hair.
He settled in to wait for her. His wait was interrupted by Blair, however, who appeared at his side. "Jim!"
"Chief!" What was Blair doing here, Jim wondered. He'd started dating Jacqueline in order to get his mind off of his very male roommate, who was totally straight. He'd thought it was working. But seeing Blair here made his cock twitch! "Why are you here?"
"Oh, this girl I've been dating--she asked me to come." Blair was just as surprised as Jim to find his roommate here. Jacqueline had practically begged him to come, and now to see Jim here--Jim, who he was trying so hard not to think about, who he was hopelessly in lust with! No, not lust. Love. This could only be love. But he could never tell Jim. The straight cop would probably kick him out of the loft and never speak to him again.
"So, Jim," he said, "tell me about this girlfriend."
"Not unless you tell me about yours first!" Jim laughed.
"OK, OK, but let's see whose girl writes better poetry!"
"You're on, Chief!"
They relaxed and sat back to wait.
The emcee came on to introduce the first poet. "Jacqueline Valentino is an astrophysicist who first felt her calling to poetry when she had a vision of her animal spirit several years ago. You may also have seen her on the cover of Cosmopolitan! Please welcome her tonight as she reads a very special poem."
Jim nudged Blair with his elbow. "This is her!"
"You're kidding. That's the girl I've been dating!" Blair stared at Jim, wide-eyed, and Jim stared back.
"What's she up to?" Jim mused.
Jacqueline, on stage, tossed her mane of black hair and flashed her perfect teeth at the audience. Her lavender eyes glowed softly in the dim light as she began to recite.
"I came to Cascade on a mission of joy.
I came to Cascade to help two dear boys:
Sentinel and Guide, by animal spirits called,
And yet their true feelings in their hearts walled!
I couldn't let them treat their true love so badly,
Couldn't let their love lives continue so sadly.
So I rented an apartment near their loft so high,
And every day, I drove my car by.
I waited for the right moment to speak,
A moment when their love was strong, not weak--
But I waited too long, or so I feared,
So I prayed Jim and Blair would come out in the clear!
They were brought together, they were torn apart,
And for all their love, they couldn't reveal their hearts.
I came here to act as the hand of Fate,
To make them declare their love before it was too late!
Tonight is the night, when I'll be their angel
Bring them finally together, and all will be well!"She smiled again, and thanked the crowd, who was applauding thunderously. Then she stepped down off the stage and headed for the flabbergasted roommates.
"Hi, guys!" she trilled as she sat down, her gorgeous hair flowing around her like a cloak. "I hope you don't mind my little subterfuge," she said, smiling. "I just had to make you two see how much you love each other! It's Fate!"
"But..." Jim began.
"...how did you know?" Blair finished.
"I'm a telepath," she said. "I have many special gifts. My animal spirit told me to come to Cascade to find you, and then I touched your minds and knew you were destined for each other! But I knew I had to find a special way to show you--you wouldn't believe me if I just told you! So I chose this."
She stood up and held out her hands. "I know you boys can do it. I have so much faith in you and your animal spirits!!" She kissed each of them on the forehead and walked out of the bistro, leaving the two men staring at each other.
"Oh, Jim," whispered Blair, "is it true?"
"Yeah, baby," Jim rasped. "I love you so much. I was just afraid to admit it." He reached out and pulled Blair's lithe body against his, feeling those slender hips against his own as Blair's small hands rested tentatively on his chest. "I was so afraid, baby."
Blair nestled his curly head on Jim's broad chest. "Let's go home, big guy, so I can show you just how much I love you."
They left the bistro together, hand-in-hand. Neither noticed the luminous purple eyes that followed their progress towards Jim's truck.
They got in and turned on the radio. Bloodhound Gang's "Bad Touch" was playing, and Jim grinned indulgently as Blair turned it up.
...Yes I'm Siskel yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up
You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds
I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns
Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined
To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time.
Blair bounced in his seat, looking at Jim with laughing cerulean eyes. "It's a weird song, I know," he giggled.
"Not as weird as you, baby, but you know I love you."
Do it now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Gettin' horny nowLove the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
Like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it
Hieroglyphics?
Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas
But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory"
So if I capsize on your thighs high tide B-5 you sunk my battleship
Please turn me on I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip
So show me yours I'll show you mine "Tool Time" you'll Lovett just like Lyle
And then we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files"
"Jim," asked Blair, shyly, turning the music off, "can we do that?"
"Do what, sweetheart?"
"You know. Sex. Go all the way. I'd love to. I mean, not if you don't want to, but you know...being possessed by you...just the thought makes me so...I mean, I've never been with a guy, never, but I trust you so much."
"Of course we can, baby. Of course we can." Jim was so honored that Blair would give him this precious gift. Jim drove like crazy to get back to the loft. He was so hard he thought he was going to explode, and he just wanted to bury himself inside Blair!
"Remember," he thought to himself, "Blair's a virgin! You have to be gentle with him."
So when they got back to the loft, he smiled at his soon-to-be-lover. "Why don't you go on upstairs? I need to get some stuff from down here."
"OK," Blair smiled. Jim could tell he was nervous, but Blair ran up the stairs anyway, his curls bouncing softly on his shoulders. Jim walked to the stereo and flipped through the CDs until he found the one he was looking for: the Savage Garden album he'd bought Blair two years ago, when he'd first heard this song and knew that it summed up his feelings for his beautiful Guide. He cued up the track he wanted, set it to repeat, and headed upstairs to the soft strains of the music.
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do.
I will be strong I will be faithful 'cause I'm counting onA new beginning
A reason for living
A deeper meaning
Blair was laying on the bed, and he looked up as Jim crossed the floor to sit down next to him. He was a little scared, but Jim petted his curly hair and said "Sssh, baby, don't worry, I'll make it good. I don't want to hurt you." He kissed Blair gently. "Now, I need you to roll over on your tummy and spread your legs for me."
Blair did so, feeling the tremblings of arousal and excitement shoot straight to his cock. He lay there and felt Jim kiss all the way down his spine and then part the cheeks of his ass with his strong blunt fingers. Jim laved the musky crevice with his hot tongue, flicking it over the rosebud of Blair's entrance. He loved the taste of pure Blair, a taste he'd only imagined before. Blair moaned under Jim's ministrations. He had never imagined anything feeling so good.
Then he felt one blunt finger press gently into his passage, stretching him. He spread his legs wider and pressed himself backwards. Jim smiled at Blair's eagerness, and reached deeper inside to find the little pleasure nub. He scraped his finger across it, and Blair jumped as a bolt of electricity literally shot up his spine. Jim chuckled behind him, and pulled his finger out.
Blair whimpered, his body missing the warm intruder. Jim reached over to the nightstand drawer and took out a bottle of massage oil. He greased his fingers and then returned with two fingers, scissoring them inside Blair's body, brushing over his pleasure button again and again. Then he added a third finger, and Blair winced a little at the pain. "Easy, baby, it'll be fine. Just relax."
Blair took a deep breath and willed his body to relax. He felt Jim remove his fingers, and then Jim said, "I want to do this bare, baby. I'm clean. It's up to you."
"I trust you, Jim," Blair whispered, and Jim kissed his back and then drew him up to his hands and knees before putting his oiled cock at Blair's entrance and pushing inside. Blair felt a brief instant of pain, and then a wonderful fullness, pleasure suffusing his body as he was possessed by his Sentinel. He felt as though all the gods and goddesses were smiling on this union.
Jim too felt something odd, a feeling like they were being watched over and protected. He smiled to himself that it was probably one of the animal spirits, either his, Blair's, or Jacqueline's, making itself known to the Sentinel, telling him that this action was approved.
Jim angled his thrusts to hit that special spot inside of his lover, and reached around to fist Blair's cock. After only a few minutes, Blair gasped "I'm going to cum!"
"Do it, baby," Jim gasped. "Cum for me."
With a cry, Blair exploded, and felt Jim cum at the same time, shooting hot semen deep into his passage.
"I love you so much, sweetheart," Jim whispered, cradling his Guide tightly against his chest. "I can't believe we wasted so much time."
"It's OK now," Blair answered. "We're together now, like we were meant to be." Safe and secure in his Sentinel's arms, he drifted off to sleep. Jim brushed his hand through Blair's curls and then snuggled down against the slim body of his lover, content to stay awake and guard Blair through the night.
In her apartment, Jacqueline smiled and reinstituted her telepathic shields. She had fulfilled her sacred duty to the animal spirits and had gotten the Sentinel and Guide together, as they were Fated to be. Finally, all was right with Cascade. Floating in the memory of Jim and Blair's intense love, Jacqueline drifted off to sleep, long lashes drifting down over lavender eyes, secure in the rightness of all that she had done.
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The End
Love to all the sickos on #senslash who encouraged me in this one. Without you, it never would have happened.
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