Title: "Living Their Love Song"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Mark is tired of hiding.
Warnings: Drabblish, Slash, Established Pairing
Word Count: 566
Date Written: 18 February, 2012
Challenge: This is the full version of a story I wrote for a SlashTheDrabble LJ comm's weekly challenge and then cut down to size.
Disclaimer: Jake Sommers, Mark and Sly Winkle, all other characters mentioned within, and California Dreams are ᄅ & TM their rightful owners, none of whom are the author. Everything else is ᄅ & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.

"We've got to stop meeting like this," Mark lamented.

"What? You have a complaint?" Jake demanded with a glare.

"No, of course not!" Mark was quick to reassure his lover. He leaned up on an elbow and mouthed Jake's ear. "It's just . . . " he murmured softly within the biker's ear. "Aren't you tired of . . . "

"Of what? Of us?"

Mark smiled. His love was always so quick to doubt their relationship. Other guys would have been upset at how quickly he assumed the problem had to be them, but Mark understood. Although Jake would never admit it, he was scared that the bond they shared wouldn't work out in the end. They had already grown closer together, in such the short time that they had known each other, than either of them had ever been to any one else. Jake was waiting to get his heart broken, but Mark wasn't going to break it.

He'd do anything to keep them together and to preserve the incredible love they shared, but he was tired of lying. He was tired of hiding how he felt around their friends and ached to tell the world that every love song he sang now was inspired by one man alone. "No. Of course not." He ran his tongue over Jake's ear canal, enjoying the sweet and salty taste almost as much as he relished the way Jake's body trembled in delight against his. "Of hiding. Of always using the code that we're going to work on a song to have this time together."

Jake flipped onto his back. He caressed Mark's handsome, smiling face, and Mark leaned down closer to him. Emotions warred in Jake's dark eyes. "They wouldn't understand," he told him.

"So what if they didn't?"

"Do you want to lose our friends? The band?" Jake asked. "Your family? You know Sly's got the biggest mouth ever. There's no way your folks wouldn't find out."

Mark sighed, his smile falling into a deep frown. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew Jake was right. Their lives would be changed forever if the secret of their love was ever exposed. Right now, they had a loving family, fantastic friends, and a band whose popularity was growing steadily, but if ever the outside world learned the truth of their friendship, all of that would be taken away. Jake's family might understand. They were much wilder and more accepting of differences than his, but he would lose his family.

Jake smiled sadly, seeing the understanding dawning on his love's face. He continued caressing his face with one hand and slipped the other around him to caress the back of his neck. "Besides," he said, "it's not a total lie. I get my best inspiration right here on this couch with you."

"Yeah?" Mark asked, a small smile teasing the corners of his lips.

"Yeah," Jake confirmed, his dark eyes twinkling as he gently lowered Mark down toward his mouth. "Don't you?"

"Yeah," Mark said thoughtfully, and then he nodded after a moment. "Yeah, I do."

Their lips were now only a breath apart. "Feeling inspired yet?"

"You bet I am, but I don't think I'm ready to write a new song just yet." Mark closed the distance between them, and their inspiration showed in the love and passion that filled their sweet kiss and sent their hearts and souls soaring.

The End