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Fever (All Through the Night), 1c/1i
Date: 2014-03-22 08:26 pm (UTC)“Lemme fuck you,” he said. His hand reached lower and he rubbed his open palm against the front of Arcade’s pants.
Arcade snatched his wrist away. “Stop,” he said. He choked down the surge of conflicting feelings that had suddenly risen up. He tried this with Veronica, too, he reminded himself. He probably doesn’t even know who we are. He nodded to Veronica, who grabbed Jake firmly around the shoulders and pulled him back. The prostitute crawled away and collapsed at the edge of the bed. Jake immediately started thrashing to free himself, but Veronica clamped him tightly while Arcade took firm hold of his nearest arm. At least dealing with so many junkies in his time meant he was well practiced. He held the syringe between his teeth for a moment while he swabbed the soft skin of Jake’s elbow with a scrap of cotton, then swiftly jabbed the needle into Jake’s arm and depressed the plunger. Jake let out a howl of pain and fury. Veronica kept her arms around him until he stopped struggling and started to slacken.
“Sshhhhh,” she whispered close to his ear. “It’s okay. We’ve got you.” She lay him down carefully on his side, and pulled one of the crumpled sheets over him in a vain attempt to salvage some of his modesty.
Arcade went to toss the empty syringe into the trash can in the corner. He breathed out heavily. Jake’s sweat was on his hands, the smell of him in his nostrils.
“Are you okay?” he heard Veronica say in motherly tones. She had scooped up Camille’s robe from the floor and wrapped it around her.
“I’m good,” the girl said dreamily as Veronica helped her to her feet. “Just needed a break before I lost the feeling in my legs. He is something else.” She sounded worn out but genuinely impressed. She leaned on Veronica, who helped her out of the room.
Arcade went back to the bed and sat down. Jake wasn’t unconscious, just subdued. Arcade laid a palm across his forehead. He was on fire. Jake’s eyes opened a little wider and he tried to reach for Arcade, though whether it was intended as an attack or an advance was unclear. His body was too weighted and sluggish from the sedative. He mumbled something that made no sense.
“What am I supposed to do with you?” Arcade sighed. Jake responded with a feral growl.
Veronica returned soon after. “Well, this has been a new experience,” she said. “First time I ever paid for sex, and it was for someone else. I hope Mr. Happy Hard-On here appreciates it.” She looked down at Jake with a scowl, though no lack of concern. “Now what? Do you think he’ll just sleep it off?”
Arcade shook his head. “He’s burning up. I need to get him rehydrated and bring down this fever.”
“Okay. What do you need?”
“Plenty of cold water,” he said. “Some to drink, some to wash him.” He flinched as Jake’s hand reached for his thigh, and he prised it away. Some for me to take a cold shower in.
Veronica nodded and left the room. Arcade arranged some pillows and helped Jake to move so he was propped up. He moved to the foot of the bed and tugged off Jake’s remaining boot and his pants, careful to ensure that the sheet stayed covering his body. His clothing and large patches of the sheets were soaked through with sweat. Vigorous sex would make a man perspire, sure, but this was something else. Despite the heat radiating off him, Arcade noticed Jake shiver.
Veronica came back a few minutes later carrying a tin pail of water. She had a couple of towels draped over one arm, and four bottles of purified water tucked under the other. She put everything down on the nightstand.
“Thanks,” Arcade said. “That’s perfect.”
“Need any help?” she asked hesitantly.
Arcade glanced at Jake, who was still wild-eyed but currently too pliant to put up an effective fight. He was also still plainly aroused under the thin sheet. Arcade decided Veronica had probably seen enough of his junk to last her a lifetime.