comeswithcuffs | Entries tagged with [plot] home to dillon

10.9. Erogenous zones

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With news that Tim was awake and doing much better, Coach had managed to convince Jason to head home for some rest and come back the following day. It was a practical suggestion on account of the fact that Tim was sleeping a lot and clearly not up for too many visitors, nor were his doctors allowing many people through. Jason had been tired when he left the hospital mid-morning and although he had plans to meet Taylor at the hospital at some point, he ended up giving a call and telling her to come around to his place instead. But as most best laid plans went, they didn’t exactly come off as anticipated. When Jason got home, he made the mistake of getting onto his bed for a bit of a lie down before Taylor arrived and he was out like a light in minutes. And this was exactly how Taylor found him, having the luxury of Mrs Street telling her when she arrived that Jason had been quiet since he came home and she suspected he was asleep.

( Which he was. Taylor didn’t knock on his bedroom door in case it disturbed him, instead choosing to open it quietly and peek in to see if Mrs Street’s suspicions were correct.... )

Word Count | 1,874

Current Mood: content
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

Taylor hesitated only slightly before she shrugged the last few inches out of her shirt and dropped it onto the floor of the hotel room. She kicked out of her underwear and pulled the covers of the king-sized bed back, slipping in beside Jason who was already lying there in all his naked glory. She smiled and curled up against him, slinging her leg over the top of his and tucking her hand in under his other arm. She kissed his shoulder and made a small, contented noise. "Ya know, I think there could be some argument in this cuddle verses sex thing. Ain't no sweat and no wet spots," she laughed.

Current Mood: content
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

9.6. TEN things about your partner that makes you want to ravish them

1. The fact I've wanted to unrequitedly ravish him for years.
2. The way that tight white t-shirt sticks to all the right places.
3. How gorgeous he looks when he's all sweaty and wet after a work out or quad rugby.
4. That growly sound he makes when you play with his hair.
5. The way he pulls me close like he can never quite get close enough.
6. His lips... everything about his lips and what he does with them.
7. His body. He might be in a wheelchair, but he still works out.
8. His eyes and how you just know when he's looking at you, you have his whole attention.
9. His package, hard or not. So sue me. It's a work of art.
10. The tattoo on his butt. That was very tasty surprise...

Partner is Jason Street [

itwontstopme]

Current Mood: horny
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

Taylor's Mom and Dad were at work, so she was home alone that morning. She had been tempted to stay in bed all day and plead to catching whatever fake illness Jason had supposedly had, but her conscience didn't let her do that. She got out of bed and went for a run... a very long run, practically all around Dillon but avoiding Jason's street like the plague. She came back, had a shower and dressed herself in layers of clothing followed by her bathrobe so she didn't have to think about her boobs and the mess they had gotten her into.

When the doorbell rang, she almost didn't answer it but knew it might've been an important delivery or something. She opened the door and found Sam standing there, and she just sighed, resting her head tiredly against the jamb.

Current Mood: blah
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

11.9. Knife

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Taylor was so lost in her own mess of thoughts when she got home that she slammed the front door a little too loudly and didn’t even notice her parents sitting on the sofa together watching a movie and sipping tea before they retired to bed. She tried to make a hasty retreat up the hall to her bedroom, but her father’s voice stalled her.

“Did you forget somethin’, pumpkin?” Mr MacKenzie’s deep voice drawled. He shifted in his seat so he could see his daughter behind them. “I thought you said you were stayin’ at Jason Street’s tonight?”

( Taylor balked. “No, I–” she stammered, re-adjusting her handbag over her shoulder. “No. I mean, yes. I said that, didn’t I? And I was! But I… ah… Jason wasn’t feelin’ well,” she lied and felt something cold slosh inside her gut at the outright untruth... )

Jason Street [

itwontstopme] referenced here with permission

Word Count | 744

Current Mood: sad
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

3.5. Sex gone wrong

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Taylor popped the last button on Jason’s shirt and slipped her hands beneath the light cotton fabric to run her palms across the plains of Jason’s toned chest and stomach. She was sitting straddled across his lap, down to just her underwear and tank top she had worn under her blouse to the date. Jason’s wheelchair was upturned on its side beside the bed and the rest of their clothing was strewn in a messy trail from the door of his bedroom to the bed. It had been an awkward struggle to get out of most of it. Taylor had to be careful with her arm and Jason never really had the best striptease coordination in his chair. But they eventually made it to the bed and Jason’s shirt was the last piece of clothing to be discarded.

( He looked down at her hands on his chest and sat forward a little so he could shrug his arms out of the dress shirt... )

Sam Jameson [

supermarketsam] refrenced here with permission

Word Count | 2,027

Current Mood: horny
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

13.5.1. A romantic date

Co-written with itwontstopme

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Perhaps it wasn’t the most conventional way to end a first date, but it was fitting for them. Lying in the middle of the Panthers stadium on a blanket from the back of Jason’s truck staring up at the stars in the clear Dillon sky. It was a chilly night, so they were rugged up in coats, but the cold air was the last thing on their minds. He had his arm wrapped securely around her and she was lying in against him with her head resting on his shoulder. She had foregone the sling for the night, assuring him she would be okay if she just took it easy, which worked, considering he really hadn’t been planning any impromptu bungee jumping after dessert.

( Despite his panic with Sam the night before, he had bitten the bullet and decided that if he was going to take Taylor on a date, he was going to do it all right... )

Word Count | 1,144

Current Mood: happy
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

Track 13. I will dedicate
And sacrifice my everything for just a second's worth
Of how my story's ending
And I wish I could know if the directions that I take
And all the choices that I make won't end up all for nothing
- ‘Crawling in the Dark’ – Hoobastank

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Jason didn’t really know what brought him to the empty Panthers stadium that afternoon. School was out for the day and with the football season over, the field was deserted and quiet. Home felt so oppressive and small these days. God bless his parents and all the effort they made to try and help him feel at home again, but it wasn’t working. He was restless in Dillon and no matter what he did, he couldn’t shake that feeling. He slowly pushed himself up to the fifty yard line, the wheels of his chair leaving tracks in the dirt on the sideline. The bleachers loomed up towards the sky across from him and he sighed, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees as he just watched the empty field.

There was no way to know how many times he had run the length of it or how many tackles he had instigated there. His eyes inevitably trailed to that one place that would haunt him forever. The tackle gone wrong. The interception and then ending up in a broken, crushed mess barely feet away from where he sat just now. That is where it all ended… or started, depending how you looked at it. It felt like a lifetime ago. Hell, it felt like it hadn’t even been him who spent the best years of his life training with blood, sweat and tears on this very field to become a professional footballer. And in a way it wasn’t him. He wasn’t the same person anymore that he was back then and never would be that Jason Street again.

( He tore his eyes away from that patch of finely cropped grass and looked up, squinting a little in the watery winter sun and realised then that he wasn’t alone... )

Sam Jameson [

supermarketsam] referenced with permission

Word Count | 1,841

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Location: Dillon, Texas

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Taylor sat perced on the edge of her bed, trying to be ultra careful in painting her toes bright blue and yellow as she only had the use of one hand. The toe separators felt weird... she couldn't remember the last time she had done something like this. Her hair was piled up in a messy ponytail on top of her head and her face was slathered in a light pink coloured goop that was supposed to be a pour cleaning face mask and cheesy pop songs from the early nineties were playing over the speakers of her iPod docking station.

She glanced up at Sam with a smirk. "So, are you goin' to tell me what's goin' on with you and Riggs or maybe admit to be that you're datin' Six? I couldn't put my finger on which path I should be skippin' down in the supermarket."

Current Mood: relaxed
Current Location: Dillon, Texas