Love Knows No Bounds, Chapter Six.

[amelialourdes]

Seriously. Don't laugh. Heads will roll.

Fuck this shit.

The bartender doesn’t even need to hear from me, he just keeps pouring shot after shot, allowing me to down each one of them. The burning sensation is a comfort. It helps ease all thoughts out of my mind. I focus all of my attention on the liquid. Yet, it isn’t enough. It is never enough. It is a physical impossibility to get drunk. Damn immortality. Cheers.

“Had a rough night?”

I look over at the short brunette who takes a seat next to me. He seems harmless enough. “Yeah, you could say that.” I return to looking at the wall, glass cabinets full of anatomically correct male Barbie dolls.

“Buy you another?” he points at the empty glass.

“I think they started a tab on me.”

He nods, then launches into his story. “My boyfriend thinks that it’s too soon to be moving in together. He says that we haven’t had a chance to connect yet, things like that.”

“Maybe it is,” I don’t care, I want him to shut up.

“I don’t think so,” oh Zeus, he is whining. “I’m in love with him, he’s in love with me …”

“Sometimes it’s not that simple.”

“You don’t think that two people can just be in love and have everything just fall into place? That seems pretty simple to me.” This guy is pretty naive, a little simple himself. “Sorry,” he apologizes.

I smirk, “Sorry is bullshit.” He smiles at that.

“I’m Michael,” he holds out his hand.

“Brian,” I grip his hand firmly and release nanoseconds later.

“Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.” I nod, give him a salute and leave.

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Love is never simple. If I’ve learned anything from my conquests, it’s that love is never simple. It’s my job to make two people fall in love so I’m one hundred percent positive that they can’t do it on their own. That’s giving humanity too much credit that they don’t deserve. No, hasn’t happened yet.

Is it unheard of, hypothetically speaking, that a God falls in love with a mortal? Absolutely not. Half of my brothers and sisters come from mortals. But they haven’t seen what I’ve seen of mortality, love at its highest and lowest points. They never know what they’re in for, despite my warnings. It isn’t worth the trouble.

That said, time to check on Justin’s current situation. I’ve completely lost track of time. I imagine that it’s been at least a couple of weeks since I last saw him. He’s in one of his art classes, studying something in a book. I see his eyes squint, brows together in deep concentration, and his mouth silently mouthing the words in the book.

Then, in a moment that sends a chill down my spine, he stares directly at me. It happens slowly. His eyes are still on the book but then his eyes lift, his head follows. Does he have know that I have been there all along? Is it possible? I move and he returns his attention to the book.

Maybe he’s just looking up. No, it doesn’t seem like it. He knows what he had been looking at and he didn’t turn away. He held my stare. I felt that. I know that that had been real.

It is too real. I need to get away from it. I go to the place where I’m a frequent visitor, Babylon. I haven’t run into him here since that night so it is a safe haven for me. Guys buy me drinks and I down every single one of them to shake the feeling that is still coursing through my veins. No matter what I do, I can’t shake it, or him.

I dance, I drink and I drug myself into oblivion. Can you believe, after all that, the feeling is still there? I am frustrated as fuck. Finally I decide to go to the backroom. I am not in the mood to fuck, and there is no way in hell that I’m willing to be someone’s bottom boy. I just need a good cock sucking and I’m out of here.

I am making my way to the very back of the room when I feel someone’s hand touch my shoulder. I turn, his eyes connecting with mine, staring into me like they had that afternoon. The alcohol, drugs and adrenaline have washed away and my mind has gone blank.

The next thing I know, Justin’s lips are on mine and my back is against the rough, dirty wall. Okay, no more thinking. Time to let my dick do the thinking …

Comments

[camelhaircoat.livejournal.com]

Okay, way too short. Talk about a tease. Hmph. What if I say Pwease? It worked for MJ and Jackson?

[amelialourdes.livejournal.com]

lol I totally realized it was too short when I posted. Longer one to come! I love "pwease".

[janeaustenfan.livejournal.com]

I caught up with your story Conversations today. I hope there will be more of that one to come. However I popped in because I was reviewing some of my"try to keep up with things notes" and one of the notes was to check on this story to see if you ever posted the new chapters you were working on. I was good and did not bug you for a long long time but decided to ask about it when I found my note. I also friended you cause I saw that your journal is now friends only and I don't want to miss any chapter updates for either story. I still love this story and if you are still thinking about finishing it would love to read it. Thanks.

[amelialourdes.livejournal.com]

There will be definitely more in the Conversations series! Just took a little bit of a break but I think that I'm heading back to it. Thanks for friending me and I've definitely considered finishing this story. I started it so long ago so I was thinking of revising it a little. So, something to consider. Thank you for the comment!