Characters: Jude Law, Ewan McGregor, and Hayden Christensen
Rating: R, for language and sexual situations
Disclaimer: To the best of my knowledge, this never happened. *wink wink*
Summary: Jude and Hayden are together in Hayden’s apartment, but Ewan isn’t far from this situation.
Notes: Just get ready to have some good old fashioned gay fun. And it’s edited for those who commented that it was too hard to read. Sorry for that inconvenience.
For those of you who missed the first part of this, READ IT!! I mean, come on, it’s called PLOT POINTS, people! Anyway, for the slackers, Hayds, Ewan, and Jude were at Club AngelDevil. Jude and Hayds danced after Ewan refused to dance with Jude. Jude went with Hayds to his apartment. While Hayds smoked outside, Jude went into his bedroom and as he lay on the bed, he finds a used jimmy. And...Cue the gayness!!
Before Jude can really react to what he finds in his friend’s bed, he hears the door open and shut. He doesn’t want to leave it there for fear of having to talk about it so he chucks across the room behind the door.
Now that’s just gross, he thinks to himself.
“Jude, you ok in there? I’m back now.” Hayds takes off his shoes and leaves them by the door. He walks into his bedroom whilst taking off his shirt to find Jude sprawled on his with his head hanging off the foot of the bed, his hands covering his face.
“Hey, you ok?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Never better.” He lied.
“Um...ok. So, do you want a beer or something? I got Guinness, Coors, and Miller. Or...”
Jude smiled a fiendish smile and got up from the bed, grabbed Hayden’s belt and began to take it off, without looking at his young friend. He continued, taking his pants off but leaving on the adorable pair of Sponge Bob boxers that Hayden has on.
“Sponge Bob,” Jude laughs, “Good choice, Young Padawan.”
Hayden waits until his pants are off and Jude is standing, then he tackles him onto the bed.
“Actually, Jude, its Master now. That’s what I’m called now. And that’s what you can call me.” Hayden begins to take off Jude’s angel wings and shirt, then pants and boxers.
“You know, even though you were wearing the angel wings tonight, I think that you’re anything but innocent when it comes down to it.”
Hayden puts his hands on Jude’s head and puts his fingers through his hair.
“I’m not nearly as devilish as our mutual friend, Ewan. He has that...thing, ya know? He just exudes a ‘fuck you’ kind of attitude.”
“I know exactly what you mean. On the set, we were like the biggest pals in the world. Off-set we were still cool and all too. But lately, all he wants to do is shag. I couldn’t do that to his wife and kids and I can’t just be somebody’s little secret so I ended it.” Hayden looks off to the wall and sighs, then looks back to Jude.
“If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to. I can tell you’re still a little shaken up about it.” Jude moves Hayden off of him, switching places. He half lays on top of him and puts his hands on Hayden’s face.
“I know exactly how you feel. He broke my heart as well. But what really hurts is that I let him break it. I agreed that we wouldn’t be anything more than lovers. Stupid, I know. But, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?”
“I guess.” Hayden pulls down his boxers and pulls Jude on top of him, wrapping his legs around Jude’s.
“Did Ewan really not mention me at all when you guys were together?”
“No, not in this context.”
“It doesn’t matter now. Fuck him.” Jude pulls the jimmy from Hayden’s jacket and slips it on.
He looks up at Hayden to make sure he’s ok. Hayds nods in approval and watches as Jude inserts himself slowly. He moans under Jude’s pressure. Jude pushes in deep the first time, making sure his friend is okay.
“Fuck...” Hayden manages to say, as he closes his eyes and lifts his head towards the ceiling.
Jude lifts Hayden’s legs from his waist and puts them against his chest. He uses his knees to stable him as he thrusts even harder.
When Jude feels as if he can’t go any longer, he moves Hayden’s legs down again, and leans over onto his chest, still going.
“Jude, you almost done?”
“Uh huh...” As Jude says this, he explodes inside Hayden. Hayden comes as well. Jude pulls himself out and lies next to him. He pulls off his condom and walks to the bathroom.
Hayden hears the toilet flush and the sink turn on. He sees Jude bend over on the sink and splash water on his face. He picks up a towel next to him and dries off his face. He takes it in to Hayden so he can clean himself up.
“Here.” Jude hands it to Hayden.
“Thanks,” he says, wiping the sweat and man-juice off of his face and chest.
“So, what now?”
“Whaddaya mean, Hayden? What, you wanna go again?”
“No, that’s not it. I meant do you ever wanna get together again or not?”
“Of course I want to get together again. I’m not Ewan, ya know?”
“I know. I guess I’ll just call when I wanna talk or...whatever. You too.”
“I will. Anyways, I gotta get home. Early script-meeting and all. But maybe tomorrow we could hang out, go for a bite to eat or something. Would you like that?” Jude says as he starts to put his clothes back on.
“I’d love that. But I get to pick the place.” Hayden says as he tugs on Jude’s jeans making him crash back to the bed. He pins him down and plants a kiss. He pulls away and looks in Jude’s blushing smiling eyes.
“I really like you, Jude. Don’t pull a Ewan on me, ok? I don’t think I’ll be able to take two older men letting me down.”
Jude gets up, pulls his pants back up and slides on his boots.
“Hayden, you have nothing to worry about. I promise you.” He says as he faces him and touches his face.
“Ok. Well, I guess I’ll talk to you tomorrow then.”
“Yes, you will. Walk me to the door, babe?” Hayden nods and puts on a pair of pajama bottoms. They walk to the door, exchange smiles and kisses, and say goodnight. Jude leaves and Hayden runs back to his bed and buries his head in his pillow. He resurfaces with a smile.
If only he had the balls to tell Jude what happened between he and Ewan just hours before in that very bed.
*-*-*TO BE CONTINUED*-*-*