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Okay, so here is one of the stories I wrote for [ profile] queer_fest. I wrote 2, I'm not sure how I feel about the other one so I only put it on the community itself. This one I worked on pretty hard though and I like it.

I SAY THIS STUFF AS IF MY FLIST IS GONNA READ. I've said this before, I know I'm posting for like...not a dead fandom, but a freakin quiet one so sometimes I wonder if I just look st00pid.

Here is my prompt: any characters, a romantic asexual and a sexual try to negotiate a relationship that works for them both.

I chose it for the challenge. I'm far from asexual, Chazz is even FARTHER so~ Had someone read over this because I didn't want it to come off as insulting accidentally or some shit.


Title: They EXIST!?
Author: [ profile] xenafox
Fandom: Blades of Glory
Pairing/characters: Jimmy/Chazz
Rating: Hard R?
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN BLADES OF GLORY. Or Jimmy and Chazz. And unfortunately not Will Ferrell.
any characters, a romantic asexual and a sexual try to negotiate a relationship that works for them both.
Summary: Jimmy doesn't want to have sex and CHAZZ DOESN'T GET IT.
Warnings: Um...idk. I wouldn't say the parts I wrote that do involve sexual stuffs are porn, they really aren't that graphic. Buuut...*flail* JUST KNOW that there is some description, given the nature of the fic and well, CHAZZ.
Author's Notes: Nothing really. Again I am def not asexual and I'm really sorry if I got anything warped or wrong or whatever. I asked for some opinions from friends who do identify this way and there was research, but, you know.

Beta'd by my lovely friend [ profile] invderlava

Jimmy was away for the week on a trip across country, and it was driving Chazz absolutely batty.

He had to stay on his lonesome at their new home, a ritzy apartment he had fought against tooth and nail until he learned a hot tub would be included. He would have preferred to live somewhere more secluded, out of the city where he could at least imagine wolves might howl, but Jimmy won him over with the promise of being able to eat naked in the hot tub.

And Chazz was pretty easily swayed by any mention of nudity.

He got his fill of nudity too. Jimmy didn’t care if he made breakfast naked, watched TV naked, went on the computer naked, naked, naked, NAKED.

That was sort of the problem in their relationship though.

When they had gotten together as a couple, everything had been about romance, about being in those silly, obsessive ‘new relationship’ moments where they constantly were together and it didn’t matter how. Those moments hadn’t faded – Chazz didn’t sleep well for the first two nights of Jimmy’s away period – but there was more he wished he could add.

“Where are you? Buffalo? In New York?”

“Yep,” came Jimmy’s voice loud and clear over Chazz’s cell phone. “I’m not sure I like it, but it’s close to Niagara Falls. And the place I skated at was really nice.”

“What don’t you like about it?” Chazz asked, leaning back in his brand new, extremely comfortable tan recliner chair.

“It’s just kind of ugly. It’s off the thruway and just sort of here.” He paused. “Actually tonight it was nice, all lit up.”

“Damn, Jimmy.”

“What? Some cities are ugly!”

“No, I was hoping you’d say you didn’t like it because it’s missing something very important- me.”

He heard Jimmy giggle. “Okay, that too. I miss you. I would have brought you except I signed on for this deal a while ago, it’s just me so…”

“Yea, yea. I’m not there all naked and hot for you to blush over.”

He swore he could actually hear Jimmy blushing, too. “Um…yea Chazz, probably. I really do wish you were here. Hotel rooms creep me out and it would be nice to have you next to me.”

Chazz almost melted into a puddle of mush, but he kept his goal in mind. “Hey, guess where my hand is?” he asked, slipping his free hand under the waistband of his sweatpants.

“In your lap, holding a beer?”

Wow, Jimmy did know him well! “Ha! No, actually. It’s totally in my pants.”

“Um, okay. Why?”

“Well I’m just thinking about you, and how much I miss you and your hot little body strutting around here.”

“I don’t walk around naked NEARLY as much as you,” Jimmy said dryly.

“That’s not the point. Hey, now my hand is in my underwear. What do you think I’m touching?”
Jimmy didn’t answer at first. Chazz had never heard him say ‘penis’ or ‘dick’ or HEAVEN FORBID, ‘cock’. When he was around, he’d just shake his head or something. Well, they were on the phone. Jimmy had to use the words, didn’t he? “Your…self?”

Okay, he could give him that. “Right on Jimmy, right on. I’m all over my dick. Wish it was you though,” he said.

Jimmy just sighed. “Okay, well if this is what conversation we’re down to, I’m going to go. I’m tired.”

Any hard-on Chazz had pretty much wilted. “What we’re down to? Oh come on, Jimmy! We’re just getting started!”

“Sorry.” Jimmy sighed on the other end. “I really am Chazz, you have no idea.”

“No idea?” Chazz almost laughed, though not out of amusement. He could never get Jimmy into the dirty stuff. And they had been together for a few months. “Really. No idea.”

“I’m sorry! Look, I was telling the truth about being tired and this isn’t going anywhere. Can I just talk to you tomorrow?” he pleaded.

He was right about it not going anywhere. Chazz sighed this time. “Yea, yea. Fine. Tomorrow is fine.” His temper had flared a bit, and he was struggling not to make it into a fight neither of them wanted. He wouldn’t sleep well for another night if they fought.

“Good night Chazz. I still miss you.”

“Miss you too, Jimmy.”

Chazz still didn’t sleep that night. He wanted to know what Jimmy’s hang-up about sex was. Jimmy certainly didn’t give off the sex addict vibe that Chazz himself did, and overall he never brought it up. Could it be that he just didn’t want it? Nah. Everyone wanted sex, and everyone wanted sex with Chazz.

….Except Jimmy.

Maybe he just wasn’t attracted to him. Chazz didn’t like that thought, it made his stomach clench. It was possible to be attracted to personality but not the physical aspects of a person, he supposed. After all, Jimmy was unbelievably hot but it was his personality, his antics, and the way he accepted Chazz that made him fall for him.

Okay, and his ass.

He just hoped there was something Jimmy found attractive about him. Chazz needed the sex.

For the rest of Jimmy’s away time, Chazz didn’t try phone sex with him again. He thought about it, entertaining the thought that since it was the first attempt, of course Jimmy felt weird. But even so, the time never felt right to approach the idea again. Chazz found his own thoughts to be troubling when left alone with them too long, and Jimmy’s mere presence, even over the phone, made them fade. So, he was not going to piss him off.

However, Chazz knew after a week away…Jimmy would HAVE to want something with him. Hell he’d probably be crawling all over him!

Chazz waited on the evening he was to return, sitting in the living room and acting just a little like an excited puppy. He had cleaned the apartment, for one thing. Sure, that meant stuffing trash under furniture where it wouldn’t be seen as opposed to simply throwing it away, but the place looked nice!

He heard the keys jingling as Jimmy unlocked the door. The door that he should have left unlocked. Oh well. And then the door opened and there was Jimmy with all his stuff.

“I’m back!” he said excitedly, placing his suitcase and a backpack carefully on the floor.

“I see,” Chazz stood up and strolled over to him casually as if it was no big deal.

Jimmy beamed at him and then looked around. “Hey, you cleaned! I didn’t know you couOOMPH.” He was cut off as Chazz kept walking right up to him and then pulled him into a big hug.

Chazz had meant to hold off and have Jimmy come for him, but he sucked at self restraint. His arms wrapped firmly around Jimmy and he didn’t say anything to him. He just held him. It felt good to do that. He didn’t do that to anyone before Jimmy.

But a hug could only do so much and Chazz looked at Jimmy, moving some curly strands out of his face. Then he kissed him, and Jimmy eagerly kissed back, his hands in Chazz’s hair. Jimmy tasted like chocolate; he must have gotten a treat on the way home. Of course, the longer Chazz made out with him, the less he tasted like it.

Jimmy was the one to break the kiss, though one hand remained on the back of Chazz’s neck and he brought their foreheads together gently. “I’d like to pick that back up,” he murmured, “but it will drive me nuts if I don’t unpack right now.”

Chazz knew that much was true. Jimmy was pretty anal about that stuff. “Righto,” he said, and his hands slid down to give Jimmy’s ass a firm squeeze before he let go of him. Jimmy squealed, predictably. It made Chazz grin.

“Come to the bedroom. Unpack. Let’s…chat about your trip,” Chazz said, giving Jimmy a look that definitely said more than ‘chatting’. And before Jimmy could really respond, Chazz turned and hurried to the room.

He was in there but a minute before Jimmy came in lugging the suitcase and the backpack again. Chazz was lying on their big bed and he patted the empty spot next to him to invite Jimmy.

But Jimmy shook his head. He HAD to unpack first. It was just the way he was, and Chazz didn’t take it as a personal rejection.

Instead he got up and helped. Jimmy had to walk him through where everything went, and eventually they had everything put away. All the posters of cartoon animals were back on the walls, as Jimmy had taken them with him for the hotel walls, and each and every personal care product was lined up on Jimmy’s dresser. Jimmy went in the bathroom to pee, change his clothes and then brush his teeth, since it was night time and he was absolutely exhausted from his trip.

And then he let Chazz pull him into the bed, where they kissed some more.

Chazz couldn’t help it. He was getting hard again as he touched and kissed Jimmy. He had really missed him and after a week of not having him in the bed next to him, he just wanted to do everything to him. It wasn’t long before Chazz was down to his underwear and Jimmy had at least lost a shirt. Chazz was kissing down his chest and Jimmy had yet to stop him. He seemed to like it. Progress!

As soon as he had that thought, his hopes were pretty much immediately dashed. Chazz reached for Jimmy’s pants to tug them down. He was going to make tonight THE night. Jimmy’s return was special. So Jimmy couldn’t argue it wasn’t a special night. And Chazz wasn’t going to ask for much. He just wanted to get Jimmy and himself off.

He only got to glimpse the top of Jimmy’s boxers before Jimmy gently took his hand and lead it away. Chazz looked at him questioningly. “I’m tired. It’s been a long trip. I don’t have much energy, but I want to be here with you…”

Chazz sighed. “Yea. Okay. You’ll be too tired next time too.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Well Jimmy, it means I have the usual blue balls you give me. Nah, he shouldn’t say that. So he said the next thing, the more straight forward thing. “I want to do sexy things with you. And you always have some excuse.”

“But I really am-“

“Just tell me the fucking truth, will you?” Chazz snarled, not really meaning to.

Jimmy blinked his big blue eyes but luckily for Chazz, didn’t move away. “It’s just a scary thing okay?”

Oh. Chazz felt a little bad. “Yea, okay. But it’s going to happen someday. That’s what people do when they date as long as we have. They have hot sex.”

Jimmy didn’t answer.

“Look let’s set a date. I’ll take you out somewhere all…teddy bears and stuff and we’ll get dinner and we can watch a movie and then write each other love letters or whatever. And then we can come in here and you’ll be all romanced and relaxed.”


“Tomorrow you’ll probably be tired. So how about in two days?”

Jimmy sighed. “Okay.”

Chazz woke up early on the special day. He was far too excited to sleep some more and wanted to get started ASAP so he could get into Jimmy’s pants before too long. “Not long now little buddy, not long now,” he told his usual morning wood. Not that he hadn’t gotten off in a while, after all he had his hand. And he might still be using somewhat later, but he’d be getting Jimmy off too.

Despite his excitement he let Jimmy sleep. He knew he would probably still be nervous, so he didn’t want to wake him up stupidly early. He wouldn’t let him sleep too late either, however.

Luckily, Jimmy got up right when his alarm went off.

Chazz had to keep from following him into the shower. Sometimes he did. They had certainly been naked together, but not exactly sexually. Even in the shower. It boggled Chazz that Jimmy was able to keep off of his sexy wet body each time.

Their day-long date was fantastic.

If there was anything to be sure about that day, it was that Jimmy had an awesome time. Chazz brought him to a few places of his own free will, and let Jimmy drag him to others. The only place that was not Jimmy’s choice was a tattoo parlor, because Chazz was thinking of adding something new. Surprisingly, Jimmy was interested in some of the tattoos, and not the girly ones! Chazz was feeling pretty proud until Jimmy saw the needles and got pale in the face.

Maybe next time.

They had dinner at a fancy restaurant and Chazz was able to resist having too much wine. When they got home, Chazz somehow managed to sit through Fly Away Home, which Jimmy SOBBED to. Well, Chazz was happy that he could at least comfort Jimmy through that…troubling hour and a half or so.

The next hour and a half was very much an improvement because they finally moved to the bed to be intimate. After that much time filled with just cuddling, Chazz started to get antsy. And horny, though that was probably a given. He rolled Jimmy over on his back. “Are you ready for the best night EVER?” he asked, with a grin.

Jimmy gulped. “Um, I guess.”

“You guess. Well after this you’ll be begging for it,” Chazz said, moving down Jimmy’s body, eager to get into his pants. Which were still on. Why were they on? As usual, Chazz had lost his some time ago. He ran his hand over the front of Jimmy’s pants and heard a soft grunt. Jimmy wasn’t hard as a rock like Chazz was, but he wasn’t all limp-dicked either. Well, Chazz would help him with that.

Except that Jimmy moved away.

Chazz looked up and was surprised to see tears rolling down Jimmy’s cheeks. That…was not what he expected. And he genuinely did not know how to react. He was worried, of course. But he’d never been in that situation. “Uh…Jimmy?”

“I’m really sorry Chazz!” Jimmy blurted, and drew himself up into a sitting position, his knees drawn nearly to his chest.

“What’s wrong?”

“I really don’t want to have sex,” Jimmy said. He made a face. He was definitely not happy.
“Um. What?”

“I don’t want to have sex!” Jimmy said louder, and leaned forward, awkwardly rubbing his tear stained cheeks on his knee. “It’s not that I don’t want to have sex with you specifically I’m just…I’m just…not into it.”

Chazz was dumbfounded. “How can you be not into it!?”

“Have you…have you ever heard of asexuals?”

“They EXIST!?”

For a split second Jimmy looked pissed off. Then his looked softened. “I guess for you it’s hard to believe but…yea. We exist.”

“But wait! You’re all…what is it…homosexual, how can you be asexual too?” Chazz asked, feeling kind of desperate.

“You can be both, Chazz.”

“But…why?” Chazz was still where he had been, now lying in front of Jimmy and looking up at him. “Are you not attracted to me, or something?” The weird pain in his gut was back.

“No!” Jimmy said quickly. “Chazz you’re um…very sexy and all that. It’s just that…I don’t really care or want to have sex. I wish I wanted to have sex, for what it’s worth.”

“Yea right,” Chazz said bitterly, still trying to wrap his head around it. “If you wish to want it shouldn’t that mean you want it?”

“No.” Jimmy took a deep breath and then squeezed his eyes shut as new tears came down his cheeks.

“Um, don’t cry. It’s not like…well please don’t cry,” Chazz said. He wasn’t really uncomfortable with it, Jimmy had cried about upsetting things before, but he felt as if Jimmy thought he would rape him or hate him or any number of really bad things.

“Well I can’t help it! You’re a freakin sex addict! You love sex and talk about sex and sex sex sex and I just can’t get myself to want any of it! Chazz I love you and I don’t want you to leave me but I know you need sex and and-“

“Take a breath, Jimmy. Did you just say you love me?”

“YES! But I know you can’t help getting horny and wanting to do things and it’s not fair to make you quit sex cause you like it and also it’s probably like quitting smoking and they say doing that cold turkey is really hard and when you quit addictions I guess it’s really bad and people get the shakes and really really sick!”

“I said take a breath!!” Chazz had to pause to do the same, while digesting Jimmy’s words.

To say he was upset was kind of an understatement. He wanted Jimmy so bad he could taste it. Literally, he’d just been kissing him. But Jimmy didn’t want him. Or he wanted him, but he didn’t. Or couldn’t.

“I still don’t understand,” he finally said. He hated to admit it, he really did. Chazz understood everything vaguely tied to sex. Except for not wanting it.

Jimmy allowed himself a small, strangely unhappy smile even as he sniffed. “I know. I really am sorry. I feel horrible, I don’t know what to do.”

Chazz finally moved, back onto his side of the bed, next to Jimmy. He laid on his back, letting his head sink into the pillow. “Did you mean it when you said you loved me?” That was the only thing that would have an answer he could understand. He wanted to say more, react more to the sex thing. The surprise sort of stopped his ability to think rationally, though.

“Huh? Of course,” Jimmy said, looking down at him before finally stretching his own legs back out and lying next to Chazz.

Chazz rolled on his side to face Jimmy.”Then why don’t you feel attracted to me?”

“Chaaaaazz,” Jimmy whined and closed his eyes. “That’s not what love is all about for me, okay? And I do think you’re hot. I’m kind of curious about what um…doing um…that stuff with you. I can almost feel turned on sometimes, like just now when you were doing stuff. But that’s as far as I can get.”

“I don’t get how you can feel nothing. Or almost nothing. Isn’t it like, natural science to get a boner?”

“I don’t know how it works,” Jimmy admitted. “And maybe if I let you go further I would feel something. I’ve never even let myself get further than that because I lost interest and there was always something better to do.”

“Well then you should let me try and find out!”

“I don’t feel comfortable with that idea…I can’t place why. Please don’t force me!” Jimmy pleaded.

“I won’t,” Chazz said quickly. “I’m not an asshole.”

“I know that.”

Chazz said no more. He still watched Jimmy, who certainly looked like he wanted to say more.

He didn’t though. Eventually, Chazz just closed his eyes. And as unhappy as he was, he felt stressed and confused to the point of exhaustion, so he fell into a troubled sleep.

The next day was awkward. Chazz woke up feeling depressed. So he stayed in bed a little while longer. Jimmy asked him if he was sick, no, he was okay, and eventually he did get up. He didn’t know what to say to Jimmy though.

Parts of the day were normal, in a way. They still kissed and talked, all that stuff, but Jimmy was the one initiating most of it, likely because he felt bad. Chazz was having his own withdrawal. What did Jimmy see as sexual? Were kisses even okay?

He actually asked him that once out loud and Jimmy chuckled a little. He told Chazz that they could be, but he saw them more as a romantic thing. So it was almost back to normal until Chazz asked if he could see sex as a romantic thing. Jimmy clammed up, and walked away.
They were talking again by bedtime but it felt strained.

It couldn’t go on forever though. That awkwardness shouldn’t have even gone on for a day, and Chazz informed Jimmy of that on the next afternoon.

“We have to talk about it more, don’t we?” he asked, sitting in his chair with his laptop in his lap. He spent most of the morning looking up porn and buying crap he didn’t need on Ebay. The rest of the time was spent researching the asexual thing. He didn’t often use a computer to learn stuff, but he kind of had to. It didn’t really help. Apparently there were different sub-categories of being asexual and each person saw it in a slightly different way and there were certain ways to get along with someone who identified as any sort of asexual- it made his head spin.

“Probably,” Jimmy answered from their big plush tan couch. It matched the chair, despite the fact they didn’t come as a set. Jimmy was watching a movie, but clearly wasn’t focused on it.

“I still don’t get it. I tried! I went to these sites,” he said, pointing at his laptop as if Jimmy could see. “But they made it more confusing.”

“How so?” Jimmy asked, tearing his eyes away from the television. He didn’t sound sad or mad or happy, just emotionless. Chazz guessed it was because Jimmy had been trying to make things normal the previous day, and it hadn’t worked. It was a creepy sound for Jimmy.

“Because it says sometimes you guys have sex. And sometimes you don’t. And there are several reasons for each. But which are you?” he asked, looking back at the screen. As depressed as he was over the thought of never getting to have sex with Jimmy, he was genuinely very curious. It was such a different concept for him.

“I don’t care for it. I don’t think it’s gross. I just am really not into it. I don’t think I’d feel much if I did do something with you. Physically I mean. It’d be like a chore, but one that just feels…wrong.”


“Yea. Not…not morally, or anything like that. Just wrong for me. Forcing myself to do something I don’t want to do. Kind of like how you feel about running on the treadmill, only bigger.”

“Yea, I hate the treadmill, but I know there’s a good reason I’m ru…walking quickly on it. Just like…if you had sex. You’d feel really good afterwards.”

“What if I don’t even orgasm, though?” Jimmy blushed and bit his lip.

“ still might like it because you’re doing something with me,” Chazz tried to rationalize, looking for some way he could gain Jimmy’s interest. That probably just sounded selfish. But he’d read…nevermind what he read.

But Jimmy nodded. “There is that. I want to make you happy. Making you happy would make me happy.” He sighed. “But I don’t know.”

“We could try it. We don’t know until we try.”

Jimmy seemed to consider that and shrugged. “Maybe,” was all he mumbled before he turned his attention back to the movie.

Chazz was a little surprised in Jimmy’s sudden disinterest in talking to him after spending the previous day being nice to him, but he said nothing despite the fact he wanted to bitch and moan.

The feeling built for the rest of the day. And by the time they were again heading for bed, Chazz was snapping his head off. Jimmy changed into his stupid purple pajamas in the room. Which meant he pretty much stripped. “What, are you trying to tease me now?” Chazz said, and he walked into the bathroom, shutting the door before Jimmy could answer.

When he came out in his boxers, instead of being irritated Jimmy was acting as if he hadn’t even heard anything. Actually, no, that wasn’t it. He was giving Chazz the silent treatment. And that pissed Chazz off even more.

“So no sex, now no talking?” he grumbled, and went toward the bed.

“Why don’t you sleep on the couch if you’re going to act like that?” Jimmy snapped back, standing on the opposite side.

“Because I like sleeping in the bed!”

“Yea well you’re banned from the bed tonight.”

“You can’t do that! It’s my bed too!”

“Yea well the couch is also part yours!”

“No!” Chazz said angrily, and then blinked. They were arguing like that had before they had really gotten to be friends. Well, sort of. An argument as a couple was somewhat different. And they had experienced a few spats while together, but in hindsight they were kind of funny. And small. The current anger had a different feel and it made Chazz very upset. The spats before never gave him a feeling of a problem in their relationship, something he desperately did not want to come to an end and fail like most things he had ever tried.

Fear was not a welcome feeling.

“You went all distant on me earlier,” he said, trying to regain some composure. “Look I’m sorry to keep pressing on about the sex stuff because, well…actually I’m NOT sorry, because asking about this stuff is kind of important! And I said I wouldn’t force you!”

“I know! And that’s not what I’m upset about!” Jimmy said, still fuming.

“Then WHAT? I really don’t get it,” Chazz said. He was so confused. He thought the big topic was sex and their different opinions on it.

Jimmy flushed and then looked at his feet. “You probably didn’t even realize it.”


“When I said I loved you the other night. You never said it back. Or anything about how you felt.”

Wow. He had not forgotten about what Jimmy said, but had not even thought about saying the same. He felt it, and strongly. “I’m sorry,” he said, sincerely. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t even…sorry.” He really felt like a gigantic dickface. He was always so upfront about his feelings about well, everything. And he hadn’t said anything to Jimmy.

“How do you feel?” Jimmy asked quietly.

“The same.” When did he get so lame? “I mean, I love you too. I’m not just saying it to make you happy.”

Jimmy nodded. “I know. You don’t tend to make things up like that.”

Chazz nodded too and swallowed. There wasn’t anger anymore. There was another feeling, that he couldn’t describe. He really loved Jimmy and he was feeling it strongly at that moment. And yet something was keeping him from lunging across the bed and kissing him.

It was probably the fact that he had fucked up on a grand scale without even realizing it. It was made worse due to the fact it was because he was so focused on something Jimmy didn’t want.

“You know you can hug me, or something,” Jimmy finally said. “I just wanted to know how you felt.”

What was holding him back, really? Chazz finally moved. He didn’t go across the bed because it seemed like the wrong move. He simply went around the end and stopped in front of Jimmy, his face just a couple of inches away. He wanted to tell him something about how he felt, but the words weren’t coming naturally. Chazz was always better at showing things, anyway.

He looked down and took Jimmy’s hand, lacing their fingers together. He didn’t know why Jimmy’s hand was where his gaze landed. Jimmy’s free hand gently slid up Chazz’s arm and the rested on his shoulder, on the tattoo of himself.

“Maybe asking you how you felt was a stupid question,” Jimmy murmured.

Chazz didn’t have to ask why, the tattoo was pretty obvious. He finally looked up and met Jimmy’s gaze. “I don’t want to lose you,” he finally said. “It would kill me. I don’t care about anything else as much, not even skating. Or beer. Or pussy. Or whatever. I’m happiest when I’m around you. I’m pretty sure that’s love, or at least a really creepy obsession.”

Jimmy laughed, and leaned forward to kiss Chazz. Then he hugged him, freeing his hand and holding Chazz tightly. “I’m pretty sure that’s love too.” He sighed, contentedly. “I really didn’t mean to make you feel bad. It’s just been a long couple of days, and I was really stressed so when you didn’t say it back…well…”

“Yea. I know.” They really didn’t have to rehash it. Chazz was okay with remembering fights sometimes (he STILL thought headbutting Jimmy in Stockholm was hilarious), but the one they just had was too on the scary emotional side. “Can we just get in bed?” he asked finally.

Again Jimmy laughed. “Yea. I want you back to yourself, which means naked in bed.”

Chazz stepped back and rolled his eyes. “Pffft. I’m wearing underwear.”

“Yea well we’ll see how long that lasts,” Jimmy said as he crawled into the bed. Chazz did the same after a short pause.

Soon enough they had resumed their usual position, Jimmy laying across Chazz’s chest. Jimmy noted that they had forgotten to turn off the bedroom light but Chazz just shrugged and didn’t say anything.

“By the way, I thought about it and decided to try it,” Jimmy said, breaking the silence.

“Hmmm?” Chazz had almost fallen asleep. Since things were better, his mind was not as restless.

“Um. The sexual stuff. Whatever you had in mind.”


“Yea.” Jimmy looked up at him. “I’m still not really interested, and it’s still weird. But it’ll make you happy. And I like it when you’re touching me, even if it’s not like that.”

“You really don’t have to,” Chazz said, knowing full well how difficult a life without anything sexual with his partner would be. Still…

“It wouldn’t be fair,” Jimmy said, his voice firm. “I wouldn’t feel good if I told you absolutely not, not in your dreams.”

“Oh I’ll still dream about giving it to you. I do already. You scream my name every time,” Chazz said smugly.

“Yea, yea.” Jimmy smiled. “Anyway, it’s important to you. I know that. I would be really upset if you banned something I found important.”

“That’s true,” Chazz said. He’d thought about it, but was unsure about bringing it up.

“So um…special occasions maybe? After we see how it goes the first time. Or maybe a little more than special occasions. I don’t know. I guess we’ll just see how it goes,” he said, repeating himself.

“Sounds like a plan,” Chazz said, running his fingers through Jimmy’s hair.

The night they finally tried wasn’t too long after the decision. And it was pretty touch and go at first. “I don’t really want a handjob,” Jimmy had complained as Chazz attempted to work him up. He was sort of successful; while Jimmy thought the idea of sex was bizarre, his dick seemed to think it was a pretty good idea.

“I’ll stop if you want me to,” Chazz said, and kissed Jimmy’s stomach.

“No, don’t. It doesn’t feel bad or anything. Just strange.”

“Think you’ll get off?”

“Probably not,” Jimmy admitted. “But I’m nervous too. You know cause we’ve never done this.” He propped himself up on his elbows. “I have an idea though.”

“Yea?” Chazz asked, his eyes back on Jimmy’s crotch.

“I don’t know if you can get me to…you know. But I can still um…jerk you off.” The last three words were almost a whisper and when Chazz looked back up, Jimmy’s face was beet red.

“No, you don’t have to do that.”

Jimmy shook his head. “Let me. Please? I really want to. I want to touch you. And you’ll love it,” he said, the last part almost smug.

Well, he couldn’t argue with that. Chazz just nodded, and they switched positions so Chazz was the one laying down and Jimmy straddled him. Jimmy’s eyes went wide as he looked at Chazz, even though he’d seen him hard plenty of times before.

And then…his hands were on him. It was probably the best thing Chazz ever felt.

He didn’t last long either. When he came Jimmy watched with a look that was a mix of fascination and disgust. If he hadn’t been busy saying Jimmy’s name, Chazz might have laughed.

Then it was done. Jimmy’s hand stayed on Chazz’s dick for a moment afterwards. He looked up at Chazz’s face, his expression unreadable.

“Well? How do you feel?” Chazz asked, resisting telling Jimmy to let go. Directly after getting off he was overly sensitive there, and the touch was a bit overwhelming.

Then Jimmy smiled. “I liked all your…um, reactions. And when you said my name. Not sure how I feel about this stuff,” he said, finally raising his hand and looking at the wet sticky substance that clung to his fingers. Aaaaand then dripped a little onto the bed. “Ew!”

“Oh, you can wash that off,” Chazz said, unconcerned. “Is that all?”

Jimmy nodded. “Yea. In a way it was sort of fun. Plus I know that…I’m the only one doing this to you. And that you’d love me even if I didn’t. It’s hard to describe.”

“Then don’t,” Chazz chuckled. “Go wash your hands.”

Jimmy looked relieved. He moved off of Chazz’s legs and got off the bed. Still, before he went to the bathroom, he came around the side of the bed and stooped down to kiss Chazz. “Maybe someday I’ll want you to return the favor. I sort of hope so.”

“Pfft. Don’t worry about it,” Chazz said, getting the strange mushy emotional feelings he got only around Jimmy, usually before he fell asleep or was just waking up. “Go wash and then hurry back, I don’t want to fall asleep without you here,” he said, completely honest despite sounding a bit like he was joking.

Jimmy kissed him again and hurried off to the bathroom. He was gone only seconds it seemed before he was back, crawling in bed next to Chazz. Chazz hugged him and then fell into a sleep full of many dreams of naked Jimmy and junk food.

In other words, he finally got a good night’s sleep.

Date: 2011-06-08 02:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh God, that would SO not work! :D

I mean, of course asexual people have happy, fufilling marriages, and they probably work things out much as you have done in this fic, but HE'S CHAZZ MICHEALS MICHEALS! HE MUST BE SEXED UP ON A REGULAR BASIS!

You did a nice job working around the the obstacles of the relationship though.

Date: 2011-06-08 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

I think on some level it could work because...well remember, Chazz is still getting off. And Jimmy's not opposed to the idea of doing things for him even if they aren't as often as Chazz would like (though I think even without the idea of asexual Jimmy would still draw a line xD!) AND THERE'S LIKE, THE WHOLE LOVE THING.

I COULD WRITE A NOVEL ON THIS but aside from this challenge and exploring a new idea/angle, like I said I prefer Jimmy being humped/humping Chazz on a regular basis. :D


Date: 2011-06-08 09:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I haven't read BoG fic for the longest time and I really enjoyed this. I thought you had them completely in character (if they were canon-gay), and it was just generally full of awesome. Great job.

Date: 2011-06-09 04:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! I think I'm the only one who has WRITTEN it in the longest time @_@ Ah well.

Date: 2011-06-08 10:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
You did a wonderful job keeping them both IC for the prompt. I love this fic. <3

Date: 2011-06-09 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thanks so much!! I love writing these two like woah xD

Date: 2011-06-08 07:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Date: 2011-06-09 04:37 am (UTC)
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Date: 2011-06-12 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
As someone who identifies as asexual I can tell you that my sensibilities were not insulted. Actually, I think you did a pretty good on explaining what a fraction (cannot generalize) of an asexual point of view can be like.

Chazz was pretty understandable, even if they both went through some frustrating times over the situation. Jimmy wanting to compromise is a very touching thing. Not everyone would be willing to do something they don't like to please someone else.

Of course this is fiction, but relationships like this do exist and you managed to portray one well in a condensed way. Good job.

Date: 2011-06-14 05:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh geez, I suck with timely replies. Sorry!

And I am REALLY happy I managed to pull this off decently without hitting major sore spots or something. It made me so nervous originally, and then moreso actually posting to a comm dedicated to asexual fics.

In my head Jimmy and Chazz are really crazy over each other and even though they always have some sort of issues in the way they always fight past them even if it pisses one of them off. And Jimmy's character has always come off as thoughtful and sweet under all his whining and desire to pick dumb DUMB arguments lol. Chazz is really more to him than even a romantic partner so he would do what he can and know that even if his best isn't ideal, Chazz isn't going to leave him in the dust.

Blah blah I could go on xD;;

Anyway thank you THANK you so much. Getting a review like this means a lot and I'm really happy you took the time to read!


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