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[sabian lucas hazard]

They were doing a show at Deft Tones tonight, one for the close knit group of fans that they had to come see them play, and for them to bring a friend. Sabian had told Jason a while ago about this performance but he didn’t know if his friend was going to bother showing up or not. Things were still a bit unsteady over the whole him and Jamie thing, plus their little fight at the races the other night was going round with everyone. Who wouldn’t be talking about it though? First they show up in the papers together and then they’re seen arguing at the races? Of course everyone in the scene would be jabbering away. Which annoyed Sab to no end. But their set had gone amazingly. Vince’s voice for singing and growling had been right on, and the other areas where the boys had to join in for some harmonies, or background screams had gone fantastic. Their music was hard and heavy, and really loud. It wasn’t for light of listeners but that’s what they wanted. They wanted the hardcore music fans to be the ones in the crowds pumping their fists, body surfing or pounding each other in the mosh pit. Towards the end, as was his custom, Sab went to the middle of the stage while the other boys went off stage to grab some liquid. He’d spoke to the crowd a bit, revving them up even more, shouting at them, asking if they were ready for some real shredding. When he got a big enough response he’d laughed and then went into this solo. When he played, Sab forgot about all the crap that had gone had, forgot about how angry he was with the world most of the time. When he played it was just him and the guitar, and his fingers flying over it as if the guitar were a part of him. He was beyond good, this instrument having been a part of his life since he was a tiny boy and the one thing he’d ever truly loved. Take away his guitar and he’d die. His playing brought out cheers, and roars of applause. Towards the end of it, Matty-O came back out on the drums and started giving him a good solid beat. Once the other boys were ready they’d joined Sabian and Matty-O on stage and began straight into their next song.

At the end of the set, the boys said good night with a resounding wailing of guitars and heavy drum beats, and then the lights had gone out. When they came back up dimly, the boys were already busy carting their stuff off stage to the waiting vans out back so that the next band could set up and play. Swiping at his brow, Sab took a heavy swig of the beer they’d brought with them and kept in a cooler. You had to love DT’s, but one thing about it, you had to bring your own booze. It was essentially, and literally, just an empty warehouse with a stage for people to perform on. But he loved it here. This place was real music, uninhibited, and unadulterated. This was what he thrived on, what he lived for. This was his very life’s blood. Once their shit was all loaded back up, the boys headed back in to DT’s to mingle with the fans and watch the next show that was up.

Entering the heavy, smoke filled space, hot with human heat and loud from excited voices, Sabian soon found himself surrounded by fans. And despite the persona he put off for everyone, he took the time to speak to them all. They spoke about how this was their fifth time seeing them, or how his solo got better every time he’d done it. For one kid his friend had drug him along and he was now a diehard fan. Seeing Sabian with his fans was like seeing a completely different person. He laughed, he smiled, he signed autographs and he spoke to them about the things 7thO did, and how they made their music. There was still a cool, aloofness to him, and you could see that he was someone you couldn’t truly touch or dig into. But with his fans, he almost came off as friendly. Intimidating, and powerful, but almost friendly. He’d still give that Sabian look if one of them said something completely stupid or ridiculous, like the kid that suggested they do a song with P!nk or Beyonce, but he actually spoke to him. But this was his element, these were his people. If you wanted to be a success you had to let your fans know you appreciated them.

[jamie nicole weaver]

She’d been walking around like a bear with a sore head for days now, and Jason had gotten so pissed with her that in the end he had made a decision to try and rectify her mood- or at least show her that Sabian was justified in getting pissed off about her accusation. So he’d brought her out to DT’s to the gig that Sabian had told him about weeks ago, he’d said he’d come, and while Sabian seemed to be avoiding him, Jason had no issue with him- it was his sister he took issue with.

Jamie had dressed in a pair of skin tight, dangerously low, skinny jeans, knee high leather stiletto boots and a skimpy black top which finished high on her midriff. Her long dark hair was straightened and left loose. Her look on her face had been classic as Jason parked up near DT’s… she’d arched a fine brow and glanced to her brother before he prompted her to get out. He lead her in just as Sabian was on stage warming the crowd up- they’d missed a good deal of the gig but it had been kind of last minute and Jamie took an age to get ready. Jason smirked at his sister as a look of confusion settled on her features, and he left her there to watch in stunned silence as he went to get some beers in from someone he knew would have brought a crateful. She gazed up at him on stage , still trying to figure if it was actually him, and if so, how she hadn’t known about this. She shook her head a touch and a smirk slowly tugged at her lips as he rocked the place. This would explain so much, and was obviously part of why she had been so wrong about him living off his daddy and just being a spoilt rich kid. It was pretty obvious he’d but everything in this, judging by his passion for it- and she knew about his passion. She glanced up to her brother as he returned and handed her a beer, cocking a brown and leaning up to shout into his ear above the music. “You knew about this and you didn’t tell me?” She cocked a brow to him as she glanced up at his face, shaking her head at his smirk. “You’re an ass too.” She shouted, narrowing her eyes playfully at him. She felt like such an idiot.

Then the set was done she was pretty desperate to leave before she saw Sabian- she felt awful for what she had said, and pretty damn embarrassed too, but her brother had other ideas and wouldn’t hear of leaving. She glanced over her shoulder as she heard an even louder bustle coming from the door, and a flock of people gathering around someone. She cocked a brow, having a feeling she knew who was at the center of the crowd, she hung back, sticking for a while with her brother and feeling a sickness fill her stomach. She hated being wrong, and even more than that she hated saying sorry. It was something she rarely did. She turned around to speak to her brother but he was already heading over to a slightly less mobbed Sabian. She heard him greet him and moved to stand just behind him, her bright golden eyes meeting Sabians, hating the heat that instantly seemed to burn inside her. He had looked so hot up on stage, but if she was going to have to eat her word she wanted to at least be able to keep a little dignity. “Hey” She offered as her brother stepped aside, and she was left facing him.

[sabian lucas hazard]

As the fans started to disperse a little and give him a bit of breathing space, Sabian looked up and saw Jason grinning over at him. Well, he’d shown, which gave Sab the only answer he needed. If his friend had bothered to come out then everything between them had to be okay. Which was good, he really hadn’t felt much like having to discuss with the guy the fact that he was screwing his sister. Or that he had. What did surprise him however was the sight of Jamie hidden behind Jase, and the almost apologetic look on her features. He felt a smug sense of pride to know that she’d gotten to see what he could do. Maybe he wasn’t exactly top dog at the races, but here, here she had seen him in his element and knew just what it was he did. She would have also gotten to see that he didn’t need to live off of his father’s fame and hide out under his shadow in order to get anywhere in life. No, if there was one thing Sabian knew it was the music industry and what it took to make it. Plus, he had raw, hard earned talent that was undeniable. He looked away from her, ignoring her very presence for the moment as he greeted Jason with a clap of his hand on his shoulder. ”Like the show man?” He asked with a smirk. Looking over at the group of girls still collected around him, he leaned in to whisper to one of them, ”This is Jason, he’s one of my best friends.” That was enough of a directive on his part. She then started whispering to her friends and before long Jason was surrounded by the beautiful group of girls and Sab was left to square off with Jamie, pretty much as alone as you could be in a group of people.
Stepping up to her, his heavy, heated gaze travelled over her frame, her outfit didn’t leave too much to the imagination and it wasn’t difficult for him to picture the rest or to remember. Per usual he felt that familiar stirring in his blood at the nearness of her. She was like a drug for him, and he didn’t think he’d get her out of his system until he’d managed to lose himself inside her several more times. His eyes lifted from her body to meet her golden gaze. ”Hey.” He responded, features somewhat dark as he gazed upon her. He was still pissed, but he had to admit the fact that she had come here tonight did please him. Though he wasn’t exactly sure. By this time the next band had started up and DT’s was being filled with music once more. Sabian stepped up to her, his large hand reaching for her bared waist and sliding round to her back as he pulled her close so that he could lean down and speak into her ear. He could have made it possible for her to hear him had he simply just spoken loud enough. But he wanted to unnerve her as best as he could, though it was backfiring on him a little. Having her this close and feeling her bare skin beneath his hand had his own blood pumping faster. ”So, you think I’m getting by on my own skills?” He couldn’t help it, he had to bring it up because it still pissed him off and had his blood boiling. She’d picked one of the areas that pissed him off the most to shoot him down in.

And yet, despite all his anger towards her, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her or wanting her in his bed once more. He hadn’t had his fill of Jamie, not by far. If he had his way he wanted her tonight, back at his place, somewhere in the back of DT’s, in his car... He didn’t care where, but if he didn’t sate this desire soon he felt like he might just explode and Sabian wasn’t used to waiting this long for any woman. Of course, there had been other girls since his time with Jamie, but currently there was a fever flowing through his blood that only the taste of her lips and the feel of her body were going to cure. He didn’t move his body away from hers, but he tipped his head back a little so he would be able to see her face. He wanted to catch those lips and crush them in a punishing kiss. He wanted to cup her ass with his hands and haul her body into his. He didn’t care who was watching, but he wanted to reclaim her for tonight in the most animalistic ways.

[jamie nicole weaver]

Jamie smirked with dry humour as Sabian passed his gaggle of girls off to her brother, watching Jason smirk and drop his friend a wink as his strong muscled arms draped over a couple of the girls shoulders with great ease and assertion. Jason clearly had a lot of loyalty to his friend- either that or he knew his twin well enough to know she made her own mistakes and could fight her own battles. Neither one of them was made of glass, they had been hardened by all the things that had happened in their lives. If he’d had an issue with Sabian he would have told him about it- Jason was never one to skirt around an issue- but what issue could he really have? Jamie was a grown woman and never listened to him anyway, and she usually got what she wanted. And if she wanted Sabian she would have him. It had surprised him, and he was kind of pissed with his sister for keeping it such a secret and choosing someone who was a friend of both his and Wes’- which would no doubt cause a rift between the two guys- but he knew that Sabian wouldn’t get hooked on her or hurt by her, so what objections could he really have?

Jamie watched her brother walk away and felt her heart rate increase as she found herself as alone as she could be in this place with Sabian. She didn't show it though, and cocked her chin up to him a touch as she felt his hand close on her lower back. Her eyes burned into his, and she found herself relieved to see the heat there instead of the icy coldness she had seen last time she looked in them. She felt her hot blood boil as she felt his gaze drag over her body, she could almost feel him undressing her. She wondered when she would tire of him, maybe she hadn't had enough of him yet, though sometimes it felt like she never would. His closeness didn’t unnerve her, but it did turn her on and make her want to lift herself that few inches to claim his lips for her own with all the heat and hunger she had for him. A smirk touched her lips at his words and she tipped her head back to see him, rolling her eyes a little, though it was in fun, rather than agitation. “Yeah... guess you are... I shouldn’t have said that...” She shrugged her shoulder a touch- she had done exactly what she had been pissed with him for- presuming she knew what he was about when really she didn't know him at all. “I’m sorry.” It was a rare and special thing to hear Jamie apologise- it didn't happen every day.

If anything had unnerved her it had been the look in his eyes when he had last looked at her before he walked away. Jamie wasn't used to being walked away from – and even more than that she wasn't used to seeing that cold look from anyone, and when she had received it from him it had unnerved her. She wondered if he would ever look at her with the heat and passion he now did ever again, and the thought had consumed her. She had played over every second she could remember of their time together at the garage and then replayed every sensation again and again- though it had irritated her to no end- she just couldn’t help it. She wasn't sure she’d last the night if she couldn't have her fill of him again soon- gossip or no gossip- right now she was beyond caring. Her hands moved to rest on his arms as he held her, tipping her head to the side gently as he golden eyes played over his. “So my brother brought me here to rub my nose in it... are you gonna do the same?” She asked with a smirk and an arched brow, framing her inquisitive gaze.

[sabian lucas hazard]

Perhaps in Jason’s case it was a bit of both. Knowing who his sister was and also his friendship with Sabian, after all Sab wasn’t all terrible. In the case of Sab and Jamie they knew what they were about and what they were doing. Neither of them were looking for any long term commitments and it was all about the pleasure so really what issues could anyone have about what they were doing? The two of them understood what this was about and that was all that mattered. Though to be fair Jason shouldn’t only be mad at his sister, Sab had a part in this as well and no matter how hard Jamie had worked had Sab not wanted any part of her she would have gotten nowhere. He hadn’t been aware of the past relationship between Jamie and Wes but he’d known he was sleeping with his friend’s sister and he hadn’t cared, he still didn’t care. Nor did he care all that much that Wes had dated her. Let him growl and glare, Sab wasn’t about to give up sex like theirs just because Wes had an issue with it. The two of them would do as they pleased.

She was lucky in fact, incredibly lucky. Normally once you’ve pissed Sabian off as royally as she had you were out of his life for good. He wasn’t one for giving second chances, and that was why he wasn’t going to let this just pass without any comment. He wasn’t the forgiving type, too many things had happened in his life to let people mess around and then think that they deserved to rekindle relationships with him. You had one shot and then if you screwed that over you were out. However, for the moment his desire to get laid seemed to be overpowering the words coming out of her mouth, and in the end what did it matter to him her opinion of him. He just wanted her body, not her mind. Just as he didn’t need to like a woman to sleep with her, she didn’t need to like him to sleep with him. At her apology, Sab’s brow shot up and his dark gaze met her golden one. Was she for real? Jamie was likely one of the last people that Sabian had expected to hear apologizing to anyone, let alone him. So that fact that he was getting such a victory pleased him excessively. And he was arrogant enough to count this as another win instead of peace being made between ‘friends’. ”Good, you should be.” What? You honestly couldn’t expect him to say thank you could you? That wasn’t what he was about at all.

At her question, Sabian smirked and moved a hand down to grab her ass firmly as he hauled her hips into his. Tipping his head down, he brought his face close to hers. ”Yes, I am. Cause if there’s one thing you need to know about me, is that when it matters I fucking make it on my own creds, I don’t use no daddy-fame to get me there.” His eyes looked into hers steadily to make sure she was listening, his gaze intent. ”My father has made it perfectly clear that he won’t sign my band or my brother’s until we’ve proven ourselves.” His hand lifted from her lower back so he could circle around them, indicating all the people. ”So all of this, everything you see? That’s my doing, no one else’s. And I will be better than my father.” His words were intense, filled with a dark purpose that was clarifying. Sabian was his music, everything and anything that he was, was wrapped up in this world and he would do whatever it took to make it. As Jason’s passion was his cars and Jamie’s her bike and tattooing, this was Sabian’s, and without it he would be and have nothing. His hand on her ass tightened a little more and he pressed more firmly into her. ”Got it?” He asked.

[jamie nicole weaver]

In all honesty it had been a long time since Jamie had cared much about her brothers opinions on what she did, and as a result Jason never viewed his sister with rose tinted glasses- but honestly she preferred it that way- at least she knew he was there for her no matter what, even if she did have to deal with his strops. And she could deal with this one, she’d have to, she couldn't find the strength to keep away from Sabian on her own terms, never mind because someone else wanted her to. Jamie didn't think much of her being lucky- if he couldn't get over it then more fool him- she’d gotten over plenty of shit he’d dealt to her after all. But how could either of them honestly harbour their grudges too long with the heat that burned between them and the sex they had, it was undeniable.

She arched a brow as he did at his surprise at her apology, a smirk flickering over her lips. Her golden eyes flickered over his and it was clear that she was sincere with what she said- she rarely ever said she was sorry, because she rarely ever was- but she had been sorry about what she said, especially when she was proved so blatantly wrong. She smirked and rolled her eyes at his response, glancing up to him and tipping her head. He thought he was winning these little battles... but Jamie did was she pleased and not what other people wanted her to do. It’s not like she was losing, she was just giving him what she wanted to give, that was all. If it made him feel better, let him think he won, but he was fighting a one sided battle.

She had to bring her hands up to his shoulders as he grabbed her ass and hauled her into him, narrowing her eyes at him almost playfully as he spoke and brought his face so close to hers, she was struggling to keep listening and stop herself from kissing him, her flesh was burning and her insides were churning as he held her so close. She listened though and understanding was dawning on her as she did. So maybe he wasn't entirely the spoilt little rich kid born with a silver spoon in his mouth that she had originally thought. She arched a brow as he spoke so passionately about making it himself. It was good to hear, and it allowed her to respect him a little more, and if his performance on stage hadn't been enough to turn her on, this would. She smirked a touch at his final comment, letting her arms snake up around his neck, cocking a brow a touch as she spoke, her lips brushing his as she closed the slight gap between them considerably. “Got it.”

[sabian lucas hazard]

She wasn’t the only one thinking about other things then what they were talking about. He was firm in his statements and getting his point across so that she knew more of what she was dealing with when it came to him, but Sabian was also terribly aware of the feel of her in his hands, and of the press of her hips to his groin. As her arms wrapped around his neck and she swiped her lips ever so softly across his, affirming his statements with her own ‘got it’, Sab let out a soft growl. The hand that had been on her back came up to cup her jaw, fingers splayed out through her hair as he tipped her head up even more so that he could claim her lips properly. And Claim them he did with a deep, heated kiss, another growl sounding deep in his throat as he tasted her once again. He didn’t care who the hell was watching or even taking pictures at this point. Jamie had the ability to make him boiling angry but with that anger only seemed to come more and more lust. Perhaps that was why things between them were so heated, because she made his blood boil in more ways than one.

Sabian pulled back from the kiss and smirked down at her, his hand slipping down from her jaw, fingers trailing down her neck, across her collarbone and then brushing over her breast. His smirk only widened as he did this. ”I know a way you can make it up to me.” His lips curled with his dark humour, eyes lit with desire as he looked down at her. With his hand on her ass, Sab hauled her to his side and began moving them through the crowd to the side of the room. He shooed a guy off the bench that was against the wall with a wave of his hand and a look on his face. The guy was quick to move and Sab was soon sitting down on the bench, looking up at Jamie with a smirk his hands moved to her hips and tugged slightly, indicating that she should sit astride him. When Jamie was in his lap, Sab ran his hands up her thighs and leaned in to nip at her throat, lips brushing down across her collarbone to place a kiss on the curve of her breast that was visible above her top. He then leaned back, head against the wall and smirked at her. ”So, we playin’ nice tonight then?” He asked, dark amusement on his features.

[jamie nicole weaver]

Her golden eyes slide closed as his lips took up the challenge hers had offered, her arms tightening around his neck and a soft sound of pleasure was muffled in his mouth. She returned his kiss with all the passion and hunger that had been building in her since that night at the club, and she knew right then that she wouldn't be walking away from him tonight. It was with a sense of wild abandonment that she kissed him so hungrily- she knew the possibilities, she knew there would be eyes on them, possibly even lens’ on them- but she was passed caring, let them print shit on paper- it would be in a landfill site next week- who really cared? Jamie didn’t give a shit what people thought about her, so to hell with it. She couldn't give a damn anymore.

Her golden eyes opened to him in lust hazed curiosity, she could have stayed lip-locked with him all night, but it appeared he had something else in mind. A fine brow arched at his smirk, her own full lips twisting in a hidden smile as she looked up at him, the feel of his fingers trailing down over her neck and collar bone making her skin quiver with desire and addiction, her breath shallowed slightly from their kiss. Her arched brow quirked a little higher as he told her she could make it up to him, a smirk developing slowly over her full, sculpted lips “Oh yeah?” She saw the desire clear as lightening in his eyes and her interest and her own desire flared as she could only imagine what he had in mind. She had little option but to go where he lead her- he was strong and determined- and she was a willing victim. She glanced at the guy on the bench before them , and felt his eyes move over Sabian and then linger on her body, before she saw him shift quickly, a smirk lingering on her lips as she shifted her gaze to Sabian as he took the guys place. She needed no encouragement and easily settled astride him, her groin dangerously close to his own, her head tipped to encourage his lips to explore her neck. Her eyes played over his as he leant back against the wall, a smirk flickering at her lips as she leant in and bushed his own strong jaw with her lips in butterfly kisses, allowing her lips to trail down his neck, sucking softly at the sensitive flesh there before murmuring her answer. “I guess one night of playing nice wouldn't hurt.” She was teasing, but seriously- it would probably be a first. “Since I need to make it up to you an all...” She added, for justification.

[sabian lucas hazard]

Her kiss told him everything he needed to know. This encounter with Jamie would not be ending in a cold shower or settling for another girl. This was going to end with an explosion of desire and lust like it had in the garage. He was overly pleased by that, remind him to thank Jason later for bringing his sister here. And since Jason had brought her here knowing very well what might happen if she came, Sab had decided to take it as a sign that Jason was at least resigned to accept his sister and his friend sleeping together. Which was a good thing since his disfavour really wasn’t about to stop them.

Sabian watched that smirk start on her face as only slight amusement and then grow larger at his suggestion. She was beautiful in the kind of way that made his loins burn and it drove him a little crazy. He was used to beautiful women, but there was a difference when a woman knew it and knew exactly how to use it. Jamie was just that sort. She knew how to dress, she knew the personality to show and she knew what kind of actions to take to drive a man insane. It made him both loathe her and lust after her. ”Mm.” He commented. He knew exactly what she could do to make it up to him, several hours worth of things. He inhaled through his nose as her lips moved over his jaw and then she began trailing over his throat. A slow, satisfied grin spread over his lips at her words, and his hands moved up to her waist before stopping just below her breasts. ”You do need to make it up to me.”He stated, that arrogant smirk back on his lips, but there was amusement there too. He tugged her torso closer to him so that he could capture her mouth once again, his thumbs lifted to stroke over her breasts as he did so, tongue slipping between her lips with a possessive growl. In this crowd of people with everyone listening to the band on the stage there was a fairly decent chance the two of them could go fairly unnoticed even with such behaviour. If not, he really didn’t care all that much, it wasn’t like this would be the first time he’d have his picture in the paper of him making out heavily with someone. Let them look, let them talk, and let them feed their jealousy. He didn’t care. Breaking their kiss yet again, Sabian nipped his way down her jaw to her throat, pinching the skin lightly between his teeth before releasing it and passing his tongue over the reddened spot. His hands were still on her ribcage, thumbs passing back and forth over her breasts. His hips shifted beneath her restlessly as he could feel himself becoming more turned on. ”Fuck I could use a drink.” He growled against her flesh.

[jamie nicole weaver]

Jamie assumed, as Sab did, that Jason's bringing here tonight was a sign that he’d gotten over it, and didn’t care anymore, and while Jason’s approval wasn’t going to affect their actions, it did make it easier for everyone to get on with things. Now all they needed was Wes to get over himself and realise there were some girls who lost interest in him before he did them, and wouldn't fall at his feet, and they would all be good. But her brother and ex boyfriend were the furthest thing from her mind as she sat astride him, her lips meeting his in a hungry kiss and relishing in the invasion of his tongue. Sabian had been hot as hell on stage- without the glowering and snarling and general bad tempered shell- he had looked like he’d let loose and let himself shine through the barricades, and she liked what she saw. He commanded the room and filled the huge building with the sounds his fingers orchestrated which such apparent ease. Watching people do what they excelled at was such a turn on and now had been no exception.

Jamie couldn't remember a time in her life when people hadn't said how cute or beautiful she was, it was just a given- and she wasn't arrogant or conceited about it, it was just a fact- and she used it to her advantage. She dressed to turn heads and draw stares, she liked the attention, though it didn't take much effort, and when she was interested in a guy she knew how to act- although her actions around Sab seemed to be entirely out of her control- he pulled the strings somehow and it drove her crazy- she was usually fairly laid back and in control, but not when he was around. Her blood boiled and her flesh burned, and her temper was easily ignited. She smirked at his words and allowed him to manipulate her torso closer to his own with ease, a hand resting on the wall beside his head and the other curling at his neck as they kissed with such fierce passion. She was fairly sure they could get away with pretty much anything tucked away where they were, but her attire wouldn’t help matters and she almost wished she had opted for a skirt tonight instead of the skinny jeans. Her lips broke from his and she groaned softly in his ear as his lips trailed across her jaw and down her neck, taking his lobe between her teeth and squeezing it to the point of pain before sucking gently and letting her lips trail down his neck just below his ear, sucking and nipping in return as her golden eyes slid closed. A smirk tigged at her lips with amusement at his words and a soft, lust-filled laugh gently escaped her lips. “Good timing... you couldn't have figured that out five minutes ago?” She pulled her head back just slightly so they were face to face. Any animosity or anger was absent from her golden eyes tonight, it was pure lust and hunger that could be seen in them.