George x James

Chapter 1

  In 1894, the world was much more strict on laws of marriages and same sex relationships but that did not stop James and George.

James was born to a rather poor family and was raised to have good manners and respect for anyone. His father worked at a farmer's market when he was young. He continued to work at the market until James was fourteen and his mother was a prostitute as she had no other choice but to for her family to survive. James was confused about what his sexuality was when he was ten and finally figured it out at thirteen. James' parents accepted James when he'd told them. James had never found someone he'd gotten unbearably attached to and couldn't get out of his head until he met a man named George on the streets in England.

George was a kid from the rich side of England. He never had to worry about money problems or going without food for days. George grew up to be a disrespectful man and always slept around from the age of 16 and up. His dad gave him plenty of money to go off to pubs and sleep around with as many women as he pleased. He loved it for a while but then he became lonely and felt empty. He knew he wanted more than this and he finally found it that day in the streets of England when he met a boy named James.

James walked around the corner of a building, tired and restless. He bumped into a 6'1 man who had dirty blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. "Ah- Um, sorry!" James
stammered. He looked up at the man quickly, apologetic. "I don't give a fu-" George said, snapping his head around to look at the shorter boy. He was met with a brunette boy who had emerald green eyes and was 5'9. "I'm so sorry, what is your name?" George said while helping him up. "My name is James, what about you?" said James. "I'm George and I'm truly sorry I almost cussed you out. Please forgive me." George said while gently tbowing. "No no please it's fine, it was my fault that I ran into you!" James said. "Would you like to go for a walk?" asked George, extending his arm out for James to grab. James perked up and smiled. "Sure! I don't see why not" He said, taking George's arm. George led James down the street, doing his best to make conversation. "So, do you live around here?" George asked. "I live close, just about a few miles from the markets. I live on the poor side of town.." James answered, becoming a little quiet at the last few words. "Oh" George said, taking his arm away. The two stopped walking and James was taken aback. "Is that a problem?" James asked, raising an eyebrow. George didn't answer. "I live on the rich side of town" He said, trying to avoid the question. It did bother him a slight bit but he didn't want that to show. It was a bit unusual of him as he usually didn't care if he was disrespectful. This boy was different, though. James stared at him and was wondering why he wasn't being more rude, like other people have towards James before. "Would you like me to walk you home?" asked George. "Sure." answered James. "I'm sorry for me pushing away when I heard you say where you lived. I've just never met someone as wonderful as you and to find out you don't come from a decent family or a rich one was just a shock." George explained to James. James stopped George, "Its fine I understand and no need to apologize." James said. James turned straight and began to walk, George smirked and quickly grabbed James arm again. James looked at him and then their arms. James felt butterflies in his stomach and was trying not to fluster. He didn't know if George was gay like him or not but James felt a feeling that he just might be. A few moments later they finally arrived at James' house. "We're here." said James. George looked at him in disbelief and quickly turned to James. "You-you live here?." George said in despair. Splotches of mud were on the house's roof and what had once been flourishing, green bushes were now dead and twiggy messes. Cracks and crumbles were everywhere in the worn-out bricks. There were small spots where there was no coverage in the roof. There were cracks in certain windows and the chimney was falling apart. There were weeds and dead grass in the yard. Over his house it was full of sorrow and darkness, like a permanent cloud would forever haunt the house, while other houses bathed in sunshine like it wasn't a luxury."Yeah I live here." James replied. George stared at his house for a few moments until he heard a woman calling for James. "Honey, is that you?"A beautiful woman stepped outside James' house, she had long beautiful brown hair with the perfect hazel eyes and was glowing with a beautiful belly. George looked at her and quickly started panicking.. "Wait, I know this woman.. I slept with her three years ago." George said in his head, but he quickly snapped out of his train of thought. "Who is this?" The woman asked, drinking in the appearance of George. "He's handsome," She whispered in James' ear. James laughed softly and glanced over at George for a moment, then back at his mum. "This is George. He offered to walk me home today" James answered. "Well, that is polite of him!" James' mother said, looking back over at George. "Yeah.." George mumbled, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "George, this is my mum. Her name is Mariah" James explained. "Nice to meet you, m'lady" George said, forcing a smile. "You don't have to be so formal, dear. I'm just a regular lady, not someone you'd meet at a ball" Mariah said with a giggle. "Right, right.. Uh.. sorry.. Not used to addressing people without being formal" George said. James looked at him and smiled. "It's quite alright" Mariah said, holding her hands together in front of her. "Why don't you come inside and stay for a bit? We have tea and biscuits if you'd like any" Mariah said. "It's just a way to thank you for walking my son home," She added. "Well.." George said before trailing off and glancing at James. "You don't have to, you know," James said. "No, no, I must. I can't really refuse such an offer" George said. "You sure?" James asked. George nodded. "Great!" Mariah said before walking into the house again. They all came inside and sat at the dining table. Mariah set up three table places at the table and began fixing the biscuits. "So," Mariah began. "What side of town are you from?" She asked as George sat down a seat away from James. "The rich side," He answered with a smile."I see, I see. No wonder you called me m'lady" She said, placing a plate down in front of George, then in front of James, and lastly in front of the empty seat between the two boys. There was a sudden squeak. "Ah the tea's done" Mariah said. She grabbed the tea and poured some in their cups. After a while, Mariah excused herself to go do some chores around the house. "Wanna see my room?" asked James. "Sure" answered George. James led George up into his room which was in the loft. His room was beautiful, covered with flowers and lights. Drawings on the ceilings and the walls. "Your room is nice and colorful, I wasn't expecting that." George said with a giggle. James looked at him with a shocked face, "You're mean for that." James said with an angry voice. "How adorable," George whispered. "What did you say?" James asked. "Oh nothing," George said nervously. "No, you said something" James pushed, getting closer to George without realizing. This made George a lot more nervous. "Tell me" James said, frowning. "No" George said, looking away from James. James crossed his arms and huffed. "Come on" He whined. "No" George said again, facing James again but not making eye contact. "Please?" James said. "Mm-mm" George hummed in disapproval. James let out an annoyed groan. "Maybe I should make a move or do something just to see his reaction" James thought to himself, chewing the inside of his cheek without noticing it. "Hmph" James huffed. "Why won't you tell me?" James asked. George only shrugged, his face warming a bit. "He's blushing" James said to himself. "Your face is really red. Are you okay?" James said, uncrossing his arms and walking up to George with a fake concerned expression. "Y-Yeah.. I'm fine" George said nervously. James placed his hands on George's cheeks, noticing how warm they were. George flinched at the sudden action but slightly relaxed. "You're warm, too.." James mumbled, noting this. "Mm.." George mumbled. He was nervous and was frozen. "And you're sure you're okay?" James asked. George nodded. "Hm.. good, that means I can do this" James said before leaning up to George's lips and pressing his against George's. "Mm!" George mumbled in surprise. James pulled away after a moment, still staring at George's lips. George blushed harder before moving his hands to James' hips. He leant down and pressed his lips back against James' gently. James' rubbed his thumb against George's cheek slowly as the two kissed. They pulled away for breath before finding each other's lips again. George gently grazed his teeth against James' bottom lip. James pulled a breath. George kissed James' cheek and led James to the bed. "Can I take these off?" George asked, slipping a finger under one of James' suspenders. James nodded and George smiled, slipping off the suspender and then the other. "God.. you're such an eye candy" George said, taking off James' shirt. James looked away, flustered. "Don't be shy" George said before kissing James' jawline. James shivered and once George had pulled away he began taking off George's suspenders too. He took off George's shirt and tossed it on the pillows with his own shirt. "You're a bit needy, aren't you?" George said, putting his hands on James' sides. "I can't help it" James mumbled before pressing his lips against George's again. "Hm.." George hummed against James' lips. James laid down on his bed, pulling George down with him. George took his hands off James' sides and gripped the blanket underneath the two. James pulled away after another moment, panting. "Please" He whined. George kissed his cheek with a smile. "You know you're my first kiss, right?" James said. "Oh, wow.. good to know." George said with a smirk and started kissing James down his chest and to his pants line. James pulled him back up and started to pull him closer and closer. "Please.. closer.." James whimpered. "How much closer can I get?" He questioned. James looked at George and then down. He started pulling on George's pants. " If tonight was your first kiss then I'm guessing you've never had sex either?" George asked. "Mm-mm" James hummed. "Are you sure you want to?" George asked. "I don't know but I just want you right now." James whined. George giggled, which made James get flustered and a little embarrassed. "Don't laugh at me.." James snapped. "I'm sorry darling, I wasn't trying too. I just find it adorable." George said. "Darling?" James questioned. "Oh, I'm sorry I can change it if you don't like it." George explained "No no it's fine! I love it actually" James whimpered. "How about we wait until a different time to actually do it? Okay? I don't want to rush you and you don't know for sure if you want to do it yet." George said with a soft voice. "Okay." James agreed as he pulled George closer and kissed his neck, George gently laid his head on James chest and laid in between James legs. James gently ran his fingers through George's hair, as George rubbed James arms. Soon after they both fell asleep.