TITLE: THE GREATEST MAGICK OF ALL
AUTHOR: Hazelkerrie

RATING: NC-17 

SERIES: Fourth and final part of the 'Love and Bluntz' series

SUMMERY: Jay and Bob make up (awwwwww!!)
NOTES: Noble (my robot bunny) has been very quiet, I think he's 
plotting to do something nasty to the boys :-o
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing 'cept that damned rabbit and a bottle of 
cider. Kevin Smith owns everything else.

ARCHIVE: If you want to, but archive the whole series and please let 
me know where its going.

Restraining Silent Bob was no mean feat, as Lilly soon discovered 
while trying to keep him from following Jay to the apartment. "You 
can't go back there big man. Not yet," she said cautiously, not 
taking her hands from his chest. "Let me go speak to him first, Kay?"

He growled menacingly, then took a step back and nodded.

"OK," she sighed relievedly. "He's just a bit freaked. Thinks you 
wanna kick his ass from here to Texas."

A pained sound escaped Bob's throat, then he found his voice, "He 
thinks... I, I would never..."

"I know," Lilly interrupted, "Look there's a bar at the end of the 
street, wait for me there. I'll come get you when I've calmed him 
down."

Dante finally spoke, "Um, what are you gonna do?" he asked.

Smiling as she ushered them out of the store, "Magick," she said. And 
with that she locked the door and made her way to her apartment.

****************************** 

Lilly searched the apartment and found the Jay had locked himself in 
the bathroom. "Jay?" she called, "You can come out now."

"Fuck off!" came the choked reply, "I'm not coming out. You knew he 
would come here didn't you!?"

"How could I have possibly known?" she answered, getting 
annoyed. "And you are coming out of there."

"You can't make me!" the blond cried petulantly.

"Can't make him, huh?" she mumbled angrily, "I'll show him." She 
raised her arms and began to chant.

"The secrets 
Which entrusted be,
Reveal directly 
Unto me.
I'll cause no harm,
Nor place no blame.
Show me joy,
Or show me pain.
Reveal what's hidden,
Now to me.
As I do will,
SO MOTE IT BE!!"

At the, the door flew off it's hinges and Jay cried out in a mixture 
of shock and fear as it fell to the floor just inches from his 
feet. "Right," said Lilly, "Move your ass into the living room."

Jay practically ran to the couch and wouldn't look at the witch, who 
was beginning to calm down. He, however, was not, "What the shit was 
that?" he screamed.

"That," she said evenly, "Was a warning not to piss me off." She sat 
down in a chair opposite him, "What happened down there?"

"He wasn't s'posed to find me," said the blond shakily, "You saw him, 
he wants to rip out my ribcage and wear it as a fucking hat!"

"All I saw was unimaginable relief and love," replied the short woman 
taking his hands. "You have to talk to him. I mean it. You can't let 
all those years of friendship turn to shit just 'cause you don't 
think he'll understand what you feel for him. Did you ever think, 
maybe he feels the same way?"

"I told you, Bob's not gay. An' if he was , he wouldn't want me," he 
whimpered.

"I'll say it again," she said, "You don't know what he'll say or do 
until you talk to him."

"But..." he began.

"But nothing," the redhead interjected. "Now I know where he is, and 
I'm gonna go get him. You're both going to talk this out. No 
arguments." She stood up and moved to the door. "Now don't go 
anywhere," she called, and was gone.

******************************

Dante was sat in the bar with Bob, who was nervously bouncing his 
foot. "I don't think she's coming man," the clerk said gloomily. "She 
probably took Jay out of the state as soon as we left."

Silent Bob was fast going from nervous back to pissed. "Shut. Up. 
Dante!" he growled.

"What?" He cried. "Face it, they're obviously banging each other's 
brains out. Why else would he be there? I mean this is Jay we're 
talking about."

The large man stood up, staring daggers at Dante. As he turned to 
leave, he came face-to-face with a very out of breath Lilly.

"Jay... apartment... go... NOW!" she panted as she pressed her keys 
into his hand.

He made to leave, the turned, "Where's your apartment?" he asked.

"Above the store," the woman replied, still trying to catch her 
breath.

And with that Silent Bob left and Lilly turned to Dante, "Buy a girl 
a drink?" she asked breathily.

******************************

Jay was pacing up and down the living room, he jumped at every tiny 
sound. *He's gonna kill me. He's gonna fucking kill me* He looked at 
the bathroom door wrenched from its hinges by the little witch and 
shuddered *I can't even run, she'd find me , and she's scarier that 
Bob* He was dragged from his paranoia by the sound of a key in the 
door, "Lilly?" he called shakily. Seeing Silent Bob appear from 
behind the door, a strangled cry escaped his lips. "Bob. Hi. Wassup?" 
he said nervously while backing away. He began to mumble.

The bearded man, walked over to the thin blond, and paled 
considerably at what he heard from his friend.

"Oh fuck! Don't hit me. Please don't hit me. Oh fuck, oh shit, don't 
hit me, *please*!" Jay barely whispered.

"I'm not gonna hit you," said Bob quietly.

The blond jumped at the sound of the man's soft voice, and allowed 
himself to look into those chocolate-brown eyes for reassurance.

The larger man motioned that they should both sit down on the 
couch. "Talk to me Jay," he said, "Why did you run?"

The thin man swallowed painfully around the lump that had formed in 
his throat. "How could I stay after what I did? I knew you wouldn't 
want me around when you found out what I was," he croaked.

The brunette didn't know whether to hug his younger friend, or try to 
shake some sense into him. "How long?" 

"Huh?" replied Jay confused and scared

"How long have you felt like this?" Bob said softly, not once taking 
his gaze from the blond.

Jay swallowed again and closed his eye, he didn't want to see Silent 
Bob hit him. "Since I moved in," he answered quietly and braced 
himself for the first fist, but it never came. He opened his eyes to 
find his friend looking at him with a look of such love and longing, 
he could barely keep from crying out.

"And people think I'm the silent one," said the bigger man, amusement 
glinting in his eyes.

Jay couldn't speak, he tried, but no sound would come out. His mind, 
however, was screaming *He don't hate me! He don't wanna kill me!*

What Bob did next managed to even silence his brain. The blond was 
convinced he was dreaming when he felt the brunette's soft lips on 
his own. The kiss was nervous, but full of feeling. It only lasted a 
couple of seconds, but when the pair broke apart they were both 
breathing hard. The fair-haired man was the first to speak, "You 
kissed me! You. Kissed. Me!" he said excitedly as he stood up.

The normally silent man got up, placed his hands on the tall man's 
face and gazed deeply into his eyes, "Do you know how long I've 
wanted to do that?"

Jay shook his head.

"Since before you moved in," he answered and moved in for the kill.

******************************

Dante and Lilly had been sat in the bar for the last half an hour, 
with the brunette continuously trying to make small talk, "So, how 
long have you lived in New York?" he asked.

"Five years," replied the woman, desperately trying not to sound 
bored.

"OK," said Dante, "Um, how long have you worked at that weird store?"

The redhead sighed in desperation, "I've worked at that weird store 
since I bought and opened it four years ago."

The clerk choked on his coffee and began to ramble, "Aah, oh God, 
shit I' sorry, I didn't mean anything."

"Look," said the woman coolly, "Dante, is it? I'm not gonna sleep 
with you, OK."

The man blushed and mumbled something unintelligible.

"Well I'm starving," announced the witch. "Do you want pizza or 
Chinese food?" And with that she stood up and walked from the bar, 
Dante following like a little child.

******************************

Meanwhile, back at the apartment, the kissing was at fever pitch. 
Jay's mind however was asking very sobering questions, *Is Bob gay? 
Is he just doing this to make me happy?* he thought frantically, 
*Does he wanna be doin' this? What the... Did he just put his hand on 
my ass?* the blond man extricated himself from his thoughts and Bob's 
vice like grip, instantly mourning the loos of contact. "What are we 
doin'?" he asked cautiously.

Bob raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to one side slightly.

"Don't go silent on me now bitch," the thin man said, but there was 
no sting in the words.

"Making up for lost time?" the brunette replied.

"Yeah I guess," said Jay. "But what's it leadin' to? Where do we 
stand? Are we like, datin'?"

Bob looked at the blond and shuddered slightly, thinking about all 
the things he hoped it would lead to. "What do you want?" he asked.

Jay sat for a few moments just gazing at Bob, drinking in the sight 
of his soul-mate. "I want you," he said quietly, "what do you want?"

Bob smiled wickedly. "Right now, I want your lips back on mine. We'll 
figure the rest out along the way," he answered as he pulled the thin 
man close and kissed him softly.

Jay leaned into Bob as the kiss became more passionate, lost in the 
wonderful feeling of Bob's tongue powerfully massaging his own. All 
he could hear were his own moans of pleasure, and Bob's intermittent 
soft whimperings. Once again he broke free, gasping for air while 
trying to speak coherently, "I wanna... um, I wanna," he said, 
looking at Bob's sweat pants. 

"No," said Bob, taking in Jay's rejected and crestfallen look, "My 
turn," and proceeded to push the blond, who was now grinning like a 
Cheshire cat, back against the couch while yanking of all clothing he 
could get his hands on, his and Jay's. The bearded man looked at the 
object of his desire with an appraising eye. *My God, he's beautiful!
* he thought. Gazing into hazel eyes, which were clouded with lust 
and want, he spoke one word, "Sure?"

Jay nodded and gasped in pleasure as Bob licked gently up his shaft, 
which immediately leapt to attention. He could swear he heard the 
brunette purr when he swallowed him whole. The blond was overwhelmed 
by the wet heat of Bob's mouth, which was moving agonisingly 
slowly. "Oh God, Bob. Fuck yeah. Don't tease me, *please!*" he 
groaned as he ran his fingers through that soft brown hair.

Bob, however, wasn't listening, he was concentrating on making this 
last as long as possible, committing everything to memory. *Please 
God, if this is a dream, don't ever wake me up* he thought to 
himself, moaning deep in his throat, which gained him a sharp gasp 
from the thin man.

"Fuck Bob! You're killin' me here!" wailed the young man.

The brunette buckled and increased his speed, while snaking his 
tongue around the sensitive head. The sounds he was eliciting from 
the blond were doing wonders for his ego, and giving him a mean hard 
on. As he reached down, taking his engorged cock in his hand, he 
groaned and the vibrations made Jay cry out and buck wildly. Bob was 
now sucking and licking in time with his hand on his own dick, and 
Jay was babbling.

"Oh fuck, shit yeah. So fucking good! Don't stop Bob, don't ever 
stop," he said.

Bob grazed his teeth over the vein and Jay screamed.

"Fuck!" he wailed, tossing his head from side to side. "Shit, shit. 
Stop, stop, stop!"

The brunette looked up sharply, concern in his eyes, "Jay?"

"Wait here," replied the blond, gently pushing Bob away and stumbling 
towards the bathroom.

Bob sat on the floor, trying not to think about how stupid he must 
look, a naked fat man, with his dick waving in the air.

Jay crashed into the bathroom, and began searching 
frantically. "Lube, lube, lube, lube," he chanted. Spying a bottle of 
baby lotion on the bath, he grabbed it. "It'll do," he said and ran 
back to the living room, and dropped to the floor beside Silent Bob 
who looked at him with questioning eyes. "It's been a long time since 
I done this man, but..." he trailed off and his eyes came to rest on 
the bigger man's cock. "Fuck dude! You're huge!" he breathed.

Bob looked down and blushed, then realising what Jay meant, he gasped 
and looked at the younger man.

"C'mon Bob, I want this, I *need* this, and I think you too," said 
Jay, bring his hand to Bob's cheek.

Silent Bob nodded and gently pushed the blond to the floor. Jay 
handed him the bottle of lotion and moved into a comfortable 
position. Bob laid down on his side and, opening the bottle, poured 
some on his hand. "You sure?" he asked.

"Hells yeah," answered Jay, "C'mon Bob, I need 
you!" 

Bob parted Jay's legs and let his fingers find the puckered entrance 
he was searching for. Gently working one finger in, his eyes never 
left Jay's. He stopped dead as Jay cried out, "What? Am I hurting 
you? Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

Jay smiled slightly, "If you stop I will beat you to death with your 
own dick. Just go slow ok."

Bob sighed in relief and went back to working his finger into Jay. 
*Fuck! He's so tight!*

"Oh shit! C'mon Bob *please!*" moaned Jay.

The brunette poured more lotion on his hand and proceeded to move one 
the two more fingers into the blond as gently as he could.

"Damn it Tonnes of Fun, I ain't a chick. I ain't gonna break. Give it 
to me already!" cried Jay.

Bob growled deep in hid throat, and kissed Jay savagely, battling the 
blonde's tongue into submission, while slowly pumping his fingers 
into the little sonic boom. No dream, no fantasy ever came even close 
to how right this felt to Bob right now. He broke the kiss and 
positioned himself between Jay's thighs.

"Yeah, that's what I's talking 'bout," panted the thin man.

The bearded man reached over to the couch and grabbed two pillows, 
motioning to Jay to lift his ass, he put the under the boy's hips. He 
looked at the man on the floor and shuddered with lust and love so 
long unshown. Leaning down he placed a tender kiss on those cherry 
lips. "If you wanna stop. At any time,. Tell me," he said softly.

"Never gonna happen dude," answered Jay.

Bob grabbed the lotion bottle and poured some on his straining 
member, hissing as cool liquid hit hot, tender flesh. Jay was getting 
impatient.

"Bob! Fuckin' stop jerkin' off and do me already!" he wailed.

The rotund man smiled and leaned forward to kiss his lover 
again, "Ready?" he whispered. Jay nodded gasped as Bob worked an inch 
into him.

"Fuck man!" groaned Jay, arching his back. "Ok, gimme a sec."

Bob barely heard him, his hearing shorted out as soon as he entered 
the blond. *Fuck! Oh God, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!* his eyes 
bugged out slightly as Jay gave himself over to a full body shudder.

"Ok," said Jay, "I'm good." He looked up at the brunette above 
him, "Hey Lunchbox, open your eyes."

As Bob did so, he also let out the breath he didn't even know he was 
holding. He looked directly into Jay's eyes and almost came there and 
then from what he saw, pure unadulterated love and trust. He called 
on his last shred of composure and began to move further into the 
boy's tight heat. He only managed a couple more inches before Jay 
moaned and lurched forward. Both men cried out in unison as Bob found 
himself buried to the hilt, "Fuck Jay!" he groaned as he began slowly 
pulling back, "You tryin' to kill me?"

"You's too slow," replied the blond, gasping for breath as he wrapped 
his legs around Bob's waist.

Bob started to set a slow pace so Jay could keep up, whilst trying 
not to spontaneously combust from the heat, the blond soon found the 
rhythm. "Oh God, Jay," moaned the larger man as he lost himself in a 
wave of love so powerful it almost drowned him.

Jay was riding the same wave, but more vocally, "Bob, oh shit Bob" so 
good, so *fuckin'* good! Love this, love you c'mon baby. Fuck yeah!" 
he babbled as his hand found his own dick and began pumping.

Bob knew he was close and felt his balls draw up slightly as he sped 
up. "Jay, oh fuck, gonna, oh God, I'm gonna..." he groaned.

"Yeah," panted Jay, "cum for me baby, cum for me!"

That was all it took, the brunette slammed hard into the blond, 
screaming his name as his orgasm hit so hard it almost hurt.

Jay followed him over the edge a second later, yelling Bob's name and 
spilling milky fluid between their sweaty bodies. He looked up at Bob 
with a goofy grin on his face, "Damn Lunchbox! Where'd you's learn to 
do that?" he panted.

The larger man shrugged and slowly withdrew form the blond, earning 
him a muffled whimper. He rolled off Jay and lay down on his side, 
bring a hand to his lover's face. "Don't ever run from me again Jay," 
he said gently, "And don't keep things from me either."

"Well I guess I should tell you somethin' then," Jay replied, look 
intently at the man at his side. "I love you."

Bob almost came again, "I love you too," He said, stroking that long 
golden mane.

"Damn," whispered the slight man.

"What?" replied Bob, his voice tinged with worry.

"I'm gettin' cold," Jay said, "Help me pull out the sofa bed." He got 
up and pulled Bob to his feet. They set up the bed and got in. Bob 
pulled Jay into his arms and they remained that way as a blissful 
sleep claimed them.


******************************


Lilly was finally home, after three hours of inane babble and forced 
small talk from Dante, and a further two hours of walking around 
Central Park. She opened the door to her apartment and was nearly 
knocked to the ground by the powerful wave of sexual energy that came 
rushing out at her, "Damn!" she giggled, "you guys had fun." She made 
her way through the dark living room, working on memory alone, only 
to trip half way to the kitchen. "Fuck!" she hissed, then jumped as 
soft light spilled suddenly from the table lamp. Looking up, her gaze 
met with that of Silent Bob. "Hi," she said quietly.

Bob held out his hands to help the redhead up as she untangled 
herself from what she discovered to be Jay's discarded 
jeans. "Sorry," said Bob, "Should've picked those up."

"Don't worry 'bout it," she replied, "Did you guys get everything 
sorted out?"

The large man nodded and sighed contentedly, "Pretty much."

Lilly smiled and looked over at the couch where Jay was sleeping, 
wrapped in the patchwork quilt. "How come you're still awake?" she 
asked.

"I wanted to talk to you," answered to man.

The witch looked at him, a little panicked, "Me? why?" She asked, 
ushering him into the kitchen so that they wouldn't wake the blond 
man.

"I wanted to thank you for taking care of him," replied Bob, looking 
fondly at the sleeping form on the sofa, the back at Lilly.

"I didn't do much," she said, "I mean I only met him yesterday, when 
I stopped the local gang from beating the shit outta him."

Bob looked shocked at that statement and it seemed as though he was 
going to say something, but Lilly beat him to it.

"Don't worry," she said, "I didn't sleep with him. I have one rule I 
never break, I don't jump anyone that vulnerable and upset." She 
began to make some tea, "You wanna cup of tea Bob?" she asked. He 
shook his head and leaned against the wall. "Anyway," the little 
witch continued, "I had a feeling that someone held a pretty big sway 
over his heart. Call it female intuition or whatever, I knew no good 
would come of up gettin' it on."

Bob stepped forward and caught Lilly in a crushing bear hug.

She stood for a few moments, just enjoying the feeling of being held, 
but all too soon she had to speak up. "Bob, you seem like a really 
nice guy and I can tell you love Jay a lot. But you're very strong, 
I'm only little and oxygen is becoming an issue," she gasped.

Bob let go, and blushed slightly. "Thank you," he said, hissing the 
top of her head, "I'm gonna go to sleep now."

"Sweet dreams Silent Bob," she replied. Finishing up in the kitchen, 
she went to bed content in the knowledge that this good karma would 
probably last many lifetimes over.


THE END