Title: Best Laid Plans - Chapter 2 Feedback: lilli_luthor1961@yahoo.com Pairing: Lance Bass and an original character JD Warning: RPS Disclaimer: See Chapter 1(In short, none of this is true. I made it all up.)
JD laid on his back on the lone king size bed still grabbling with how the stunning young singer had coaxed him into getting a massage. 'It was his eyes', he mused. 'A person could drown in those emerald depths'.
JD laughed out loud as he waited for Lance to exit the shower he had been in minutes before. He was grateful the singer hadn't stormed the bathroom and demanded to share the shower. There was no doubt that the younger man was coming on to him, but Lance or no Lance, JD didn't want to be pushed into something he wasn't quite sure he actually wanted.
"Like lying half naked on a bed and being touched all over by your idol.", JD mutter to no one in particular.
His train of thought was broken as he heard the squeak of the shower tap being turned off. He felt his stomach turn over, and closed his eyes to calm himself. 'I'm not going through with this', he thought. Just as he opened his eyes, Lance pounced on the bed holding a bottle of scented oil. His crystal clear eyes were now a deep sea green. JD bit his lip to stifle a moan that threatened to escape his mouth. The younger man straddled his hips.
"Ready?" He asked with a slight drawl.
"Uh... shouldn't I be turned over on my stomach?"
"Nah. It's better this way", Lance smiled.
Before JD could protest further, the singer squirted some oil into his palm and began to rub his hands vigorously together. The action caused Lance to move up and down over JD's groin, which was pinned mercilessly beneath the two firm globes of his masseuse's ass. JD felt his whole body go hot as he realized he was getting hard beneath the flimsy towel that barely separated his dick from Lance's ass. Lance was just about to lean down and rub the lavender scented oil over JD's shoulders when there was a knock on the door.
"Room service", they heard the faint voice call through the door.
JD used the opportunity to push Lance off him. Grabbing a robe he bounded for the door. Standing there in the midst of the storm was another member of the hotel staff. JD felt as if he was experiencing a case of Deja Vous as he stared at what could have been the doppelganger of the previous clerk. He was short and thin and youngish. He had red unruly short hair that peeked out from beneath his cap. He looked at the clipboard he had in one hand and verified that JD was the guest who had registered for the cabin. The young man handed him a box, which turned out to be another care package.
"We are expecting white out conditions and wanted to make sure our guests had enough food and water in case we're stuck here for a while."
"Thank you", JD replied, taking the package and shutting the door securely behind him. Those few minutes standing in the doorway had him shivering.
Lance who had been standing in the corridor saw JD tremble and quickly came up behind him.
" I'll take that. You go back in the room and get under the covers."
JD complied without thinking. He pulled the thick blankets and comforter up to his chin and lay there trying to regain some warmth. Minutes later, Lance returned to the bedroom carrying two Styrofoam cups.
"Here's some hot chocolate to warm you up. I nuked it for you."
"Thanks." JD couldn't help but smile at the thoughtful gesture. "Did you open the package?"
"Yeah. There's more bottled water, crackers, a few cans of tuna and chips."
"Thank goodness we still have pizza", JD joked again.
"And popcorn", Lance added, slipping beneath the covers. Placing his cup on the end table on his side of the bed, he scooted closer to his roommate. "You feel better now?"
"Um yeah", JD answered nervously.
"Let's turn on the news and see what's going on with this storm."
With that the singer reached across JD and picked up the remote that was on his side of the bed. The slightly older man couldn't help but notice the heat that emanated off of the younger man's body. He was still chilly and wanted desperately to lose himself in that heat, but his inhibitions wouldn't let him.
Lance settled on the weather channel. He picked up his chocolate with one hand and rested his other arm across JD's pillow.
"Move closer. You'll be warmer."
"I'm fine", JD stammered.
"C'mon silly, I won't bite", Lance teased.
Before JD could reply, he felt the blond move closer. The warmth felt good. So did the arm that was now draped behind his head and caressing his shoulder.
"Let's try to get a good nights sleep. We might need it if we have to get out of here in the morning."
JD nodded his agreement. Placing his empty cup on the nightstand, he moved closer to the blonde. Lance moved even closer, so that JD's head was resting on his shoulder.
"Goodnight beautiful", Lance whispered, pulling the brunette even closer.
"Goodnight."
JD drifted off to sleep with the sound of Lance humming a lullaby to him. In spite of the storm, the trip was shaping up pretty good. *** JD woke with a start, and lay in the bed trying to get his bearings. The towel he had fallen asleep in had come loose during the night and lay twisted at his side. He turned over to find a sleeping form lying next to him. For a brief moment he couldn't remember for the life of him why such a gorgeous creature was sharing his bed. Slowly the events of the prior day returned to him and his whole body turned red-hot as he realized he was lying naked in bed with Lance Bass. Before he could reach for the towel his roommate rolled over wrapping an arm and a leg around him. JD felt his cock quicken at the sensation of the warm partially clad body touching his. He tried to extract himself from beneath the singer without waking him.
"Good morning sunshine", Lance smiled.
"Good ... Good morning", JD stammered. He could feel the blush slowly creeping up his body.
"You sleep well?" Lance asked.
"Um yeah. How about you?" JD didn't want to have this conversation. Especially lying naked next to his idol. 'Could this situation get anymore uncomfortable?' He thought.
And then it did. He felt Lance's fingers tracing small circles along his flank and knew he had to escape. He was becoming painfully hard, with nothing to hide it. He was pretty sure the leg thrown over his was well aware of his predicament.
"Bathroom...I have to go..." he let those words die as he soon realized he was now standing naked before his bedmate.
Turning he squared his shoulders, clenched his buttocks and walked stiffly out the door to the bathroom. It felt like the longest walk he ever took. He wanted to stay in the restroom forever, but all his belongings were in the other room. Grabbing a towel off the rack he wrapped it firmly around his waist and walked reluctantly back to the bedroom. Lance was lying on his side facing the door, propped up on his elbow.
"I liked what you were wearing before", he said, seductively.
"Breakfast?" JD replied, feeling completely lame the minute the words left his mouth. Here it was in the space of twenty-four hours, the guy of his dreams called him beautiful, sunshine and most definitely appreciated his body, and all he could think to say was 'Breakfast'.
"Why not", Lance responded, cheerily. Bounding from the bed, he walked purposefully towards JD. JD noticed that Lance had also lost his towel during the night. At least he thought that was the case. Stopping before him, he leaned in a pressed a chaste kiss on the brunette's mouth. "I'm cooking", he whispered.
JD could feel the warm breath across his lips. Before he could respond, Lance was out the door. JD made up his mind right then and there. 'We've got to talk".