" I WANT ALL OF YOU TONIGHT. "

[PEYTON EZEQUIEL PORTER]

peyton was kind of annoyed. well not kind of, a lot annoyed. because he'd heard through a few people that a few certain people at skyshot wanted to have choice words with him over a certain other person by the name of jadyn bell. since he had made the irrational decision of sleeping with the skyshot intern, it seemed that his life was constantly topsy-turvy. okay, his life was already crazy, but it had somehow gotten crazier. crazier than peyton liked it. mostly because jadyn was a lot to handle. peyton had known that he was young when they slept together, but he hadn't really gauged just how young jadyn was. sure, he was eighteen. technically, he was a legal adult. it wasn't like he had committed statutory rape or anything. but jadyn still lived like a teenager. but he wasn't taking care of himself, he'd clearly missed out on his teenager years because of family shit, and he had been a virgin. a fucking virgin. no, that wasn't a huge deal to many people except peyton. because peyton did not do virgins. for the same reason that he stuck to casual fucks: he didn't like people getting attached to him. part of it was a defense mechanism, but part of it was also really just that he had no interest in being with anyone permanently. he didn't even plan on living past twenty-seven. and when you slept with virgins, that tended to mean drama. and not just any drama, but long, drawn out drama. and peyton hated the bullshit of it. he had only wanted a good fuck with a hot kid. was that so bad? did he really have to be punished for wanted to get laid? of course he did. because the universe loved to finds ways to laugh at people. and so here he was, walking slyly into skyshot records with the goal of finding jadyn quick without being spotted by his boss.

it wasn't that hard to spot out the young teenager in a place full of twenty-somethings. while jadyn was by no means childish looking, he was clearly still a teenager compared to the rest of the people in the room. peyton took a moment to check the boy out appreciatively. even though he was pissed, he was still human. he remembered now, why he'd wanted to fuck jadyn in the first place. he had those sleepy blue eyes and an adorable baby face. part of him was wondering why in the world this kid had still been a virgin when peyton met him. by chance, their eyes met from across the room, peyton standing relatively unnoticed in the hallway. raising and eyebrow expectantly, he reached for the door behind himself, pleased to find it unlocked before walking in and closing the door. of course, peyton had no doubt that jadyn would follow him into the conference room. after all, jadyn was angry about being fucked and dumped. and peyton knew already that his rage was something jadyn was good at control in the slightest. he was banking on the fact that the teenager couldn't control his emotions because that meant it wouldn't be hard to get him alone. and yes, it was selfish of peyton, but he was really thinking of all the things he could say that would make the boy forgive him. generally he didn't care what his one time fucks thought of him, but he seemed to care slightly with jadyn. maybe he just related to him. dropping out of school, depending heavily on himself growing up. or maybe it was just that he was too hot to leave as a one off.

peyton smirked when he heard the door open and close behind him. jadyn, of course, had come to the room as he knew he would. peyton did his best to stop himself from laughing, knowing that as soon as he turned around it was time to stop being smug and start turning on the charm. peyton turned to face jadyn, his expression slightly apologetic (or as apologetic as his expression could be). "hey kid," he said. even though he was she jadyn wasn't really happy to see him, he pulled him in for a gentle hug anyways. after all, everyone knew that the best way to calm down an angry lover was to kill 'em with kindness. he pulled back just as easily however, sigh before furrowing his eyebrows. "so i hear you sent your posse after me," he exclaimed. of course by posse he meant all the workers at skyshot. and considering that his band was signed to the label, he wasn't to excited about his personal relationships being aired through the business. it just meant trouble for him. he preferred to only talk to the heads of the company when it was about things like recording a new album, or touring with certain bands. so yeah, it would be right to say that peyton had a slight problem with the situation. he crossed his arms, "look, you're hot or whatever, i'll admit it, but trust me it is not worth the drama of having my bosses on my ass about you so either this continues as a casual thing, or it stops cause there's no way it's getting serious." peyton looked at jadyn expectantly. inwardly, he was confident that he would get what he wanted, which was a fuck buddy he could call on at any time. after all, he knew something that a lot of people didn't: jadyn was lonely. and he would do anything just to not be alone anymore. and of course, being the manipulative person that he was, peyton was going to have any and all ways to use that to his advantage. because there was nothing better than having someone there you knew you could call if things went south at the club one night. his own personal round the clock booty call.

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[JADYN TYLER BELL]

jadyn was by no means an open person. whatever his troubles were and whatever had the teenager fuming half the time were never subjects of his conversations. he preferred it that way or so he tried to make himself believe he did. communication was never one of jadyn's strong points. he didn't know how to talk about what he'd been through in bakersfield with his parents. at most he gave very vague details, but it seemed no one was really too interested in where he came from--which suited him just fine (not really). overall, though? jadyn was a lot happier than he could ever remember being in the past. he lived with ethan and emily mitchell, two people who seemed to really care about him and he had a job at the record label ethan worked at--though techinically he was an intern, it was obivous he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. jadyn was surrounded by--mostly--great people and it should make sense that he was finally going to be okay, but at the same time something wasn't right. something was missing. he knew he was the odd one out at skyshot. everyone there got along and were on friendly terms with each other for the most part. jadyn couldn't say the same. he didn't have many friends and the friends he did have he constantly pushed away when they tried to get closer. jadyn bell was lonely, but he couldn't even bare the idea of someone getting close to him. he couldn't bare the idea of being vulnerable. he was lonely with no idea on how to even go about fixing it.

he questioned those feelings for the first time after he met peyton. he had seen the older man at a skyshot studio when travis had asked him to hand something off to the band's producer. it was nothing more than a glance on jadyn's part. when they met a few days later, jadyn knew he was a bit different from the others. peyton had a certain lure about him that left jadyn fascinated and attracted. he was charming… and honest in a way jadyn hadn't seen from anyone else. he was arrogant, jadyn would be the first to tell you, but in a way that it hadn't exactly bothered him… or he was too attracted to the male to really care too much. numbers were exchanged and frequent, flirty texts were sent back and forth. jadyn, actually, felt okay... and it reflected in his sudden patience for others and general… approachability. it was only a few days after they had met that jadyn realized he liked the older male. and it was only a few days after that the two hooked up… and then it was only a few more days that jadyn realized he had been used. peyton had dropped all communication and seemingly avoided him at every turn.

to say jadyn was pissed was an understatement.

kicking himself over and over, jadyn realized he expected too much of peyton… or, well, of someone. he dropped his guard too quickly and in the end he was the one who was fucked over in the end. it was his every fear come true. nearly a week after his realization he was in no better condition than he was before. in fact, jadyn was worse. he was rarely bothered by others in fear of his attitude, even ethan laid off. unless it was work related, jadyn didn't want to hear it, preferring to sit and wallow in his own misery and misjudgment than to actually do something about it.

by the time it was noon, today, at skyshot, jadyn was just about ready to kick a hole into a wall. it seemed rooney, uncaring that jadyn was in a horrible mood (she probably was bored with keeping her distance) had targeted jadyn today as the victim of the majority of her pranks. papers from her came stapled on the bottom right corner. she conferenced called both him and travis before hanging up herself and leaving them to try and sort out who called who twice. she managed to get a hold of his blackberry--something, he decided, that really needed to stop happening--and changed his set language to chinese. the more jadyn thought about it, the more he wanted to throw the woman out a skyshot window. after throwing a few of his pens she managed to destory at her--secretly hoping one would jam itself into her eye--jadyn was making his way back to his desk when he spotted him. he quickly came into a full stop and narrowed his eyes at peyton, who was standing across the room, away from employees, hoping he would get the hint and kindly fuck off. no one from all out of riot was even scheduled to be in today. around him people barely paid any notice to the recently overly angsty teen, tired of hearing his outbursts today when rooney kept testing his patience. peyton watched him for a moment longer before reaching for the door behind him and stepping inside it. a room jadyn knew to be empty. silently fuming in his spot for a moment longer, jadyn quickly followed.

closing the door behind him, jadyn kept his distance as peyton turned to him. his eyes narrowed again at the older male's greeting and he slightly tensed as peyton pulled him into a hug, his heart rate increasing. "i'm not a fucking kid." he spat out and pulled away. despite only being eighteen, jadyn considered himself far more mature and more of an adult than some of the workers at skyshot. he supposed it came from the fact he had to grow up a lot quicker than his own peers had to, but it was always an insult to him to be regarded as a child. jadyn's eyes narrowed into a full glare at the mention of his "posse." "i don't have a fuckin' posse and even if i did. i wouldn't fuckin' send them after you. ethan just doesn't know how to fuckin' keep his nose out of other people's business." there weren't words to describe how pissed jadyn had been at ethan when he found out the twenty-four year old had gone through his cellphone. jadyn was still refusing to even talk to him and went through the past few days pretending ethan didn't exist. ethan had only been concerned for the boy, but to jadyn it was a huge invasion of his privacy. not only had ethan discovered what exactly had crawled up the teen's ass and promptly died, he found out what exactly made jadyn run away from home. something, even after two years of knowing ethan, jadyn hadn't told him. in jadyn's opinion, ethan didn't need to know about his father's physical abuse because it didn't concern him. it wasn't an absolute necessity that he knew. on top of that, ethan now had it out for peyton and it was never jadyn's intention to get him in trouble because of it. he never wanted to somehow affect the band as a whole. jadyn scoffed at the twenty-two year old. "i'm not your fuckin' play thing, peyton. i'm not something to be used and fuckin' abused." jadyn looked down suddenly as his nerve wavered. "i actually thought you were different… i thought i could trust you… and that was a fucking mistake." he said before turning on his heel and heading for the door, his hand reaching for the knob. jadyn would be a liar if he said he didn't want to be something more than a one night stand to peyton. he'd be a liar if he said he didn't want to have something more with peyton… but what was the point when all he would ever be was just another fuck?

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[PEYTON EZEQUIEL PORTER]

peyton had always been the kind of guy that laid it all out there. he didn't have secrets, because he wasn't ashamed of anything he did. he didn't lie, because he had no reason not to tell the truth. and he didn't pretend to be someone he wants because he was who he was. unfortunately, all these facts seemed to become skewed when it came to his sex life. he had secrets. he didn't let anyone get to close to him in order to make sure they didn't get attached. he was always manipulating people, twisting the truth (lying) and tell them what they wanted to here. he played the nice guy, or the charming guy to get them into his bed. it was nothing personal on them. if wasn't as if he thought less of them than say, his friends. but it was just the way the game was played. it was hard to get people to sleep with your when you were brash and uncaring. it was hard to see appealing to another person if they knew that you were a selfish individual. and so peyton did what he had to do to get laid. that seemed to be the only thing he really felt purpose for. sex, the most basic need. as far as peyton was concerned, it was the key to survival. which it really was, just not in the way peyton used and abused it. because peyton had no standards. it wanted someone hot, someone willing to let him stick his dick in them, and someone who'd shut up and suck it. three simple standards that left him open to just about anyone. and peyton definitely preferred girls, he had dabbled occasionally. sex was sex as far as he was concerned, and as long as there was penetration he was happy. and somehow that had led him into his relationship with jadyn. no, fuck, not a relationship. a... debacle with jadyn. because this time he had broken his one rule. he had slept with a virgin.

everyone knew that virgins were the last person you wanted to have sex with when you lived like peyton did. virgins were clingy, wanted love and affection, and couldn't accept a one night stand. peyton had known, of course, that jadyn was a virgin. and at first, he had been turned off of sleeping with him because of it. but he couldn't deny that there was something about him that he just couldn't let go. was it his messy, too long blond hair or his deep blue eyes? that was taking it too far for peyton's liking. because describing someone so in depth was the first sign of some time of emotional attachment. and he did not have that to jadyn. he just happened to be a good fuck, despite having been a virgin. and peyton had concluded that by continuing their arrangement, he could basically do whatever he wanted with jadyn because he had no idea what he liked and didn't like yet. and that was a good enough draw itself, because peyton loved nothing more than having all the power. he was, in a sense, a control freak. which was why his sex life was lined out in a precise, but simple manor. he had his standards, and if someone fell into them, they fucked. and then he gave them the cold shoulder until they came running back, and he explained his deal. it was casual sex, or no sex. but time it had been harder. because jadyn wouldn't come running back to him. he was young, and he had a burning fire within him that both irritated and intrigued peyton. and that was why peyton had willingly come to see jadyn at skyshot. because despite the fact that he chased after no one... he wanted to keep jadyn around. he couldn't help it. and even though he would never admit it outloud, he had formed some type of bond with jadyn. after all, the teenager had told him about his troubled past. and though he denied the feelings to himself now, he had felt sympathetic at the time. and maybe, just maybe, he was coming to see jadyn just to show him that sometimes people stuck around. in their own ways. because peyton was not his fucking boyfriend, and he sure as hell never would be.

he hadn't expected jadyn to hug him back by any means. but if history proved correct, peyton was better at defusing him when they were in close proximity. blame it on teenage hormones or the fact that it was obvious jadyn felt something more than lust for him. standing back as jadyn went on the attack, peyton smirked smugly as he crossed his arms across his chest. "well it's not like you did much to hide it. from what i heard you've been acting like a bratty child," he jeered, letting out a slight laugh. that would prove only to make jadyn more angry, but peyton didn't mind. he was hotter when he was pissed off. his self-satisfied attitude quickly faded however, when jadyn spoke again. he hadn't anticipated this part, the part where jadyn said no. no one ever said no to him. blew off his advances yes, but flat out refuse him? it was not something peyton was used to, nor was he happy about it. but underneath that he felt something else. a sense of loss. even though he had just been using jadyn from the start, in his heart he felt like he didn't want to let him go. which was troubling enough, considering he did not ever let his heart do his thinking for him. and it was thinking with his heart that made him reach out and grab jadyn's arm, jerking him back before pulling him in by the neck for a passionate kiss. it was only once he was at a loss of breathe that he pulled away, letting his forehead rest again jadyn's. peyton started to open his mouth, to formulate reassuring words, but his brain was working again, and lying was just going to get him into deeper shit. instead, he hoped that jadyn had gotten the message with the kiss. peyton softly left a trail of kisses on jadyn's skin from the curve of his jaw to the sharp edge of his collarbone, hoping that actions would speak louder than the words he refused to say.

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