*NOTE* I do not claim to know the celebrities mentioned below or their sexual preferences. This fictional story was written solely for entertainment purposes only and does NOT imply the sexual preferences of said celebrities or anything about their personal lives. Enjoy!

He began the third song, a bit exhausted, but loving every minute of it. He put everything he had into this album so it was only fair that he do the same for the show. About half way into the song, Nelly glanced over to the entrance of the club and saw more people coming in, some of them soaking wet. His heart stopped just about completely and he almost lost his concentration when he saw T.I. walking in among them, apparently by himself. He was wet but not as much as the others and he had a pair of blue baggy jeans and a polo shirt, his signature style, on. Nelly kept staring intently at him out of the corner of his eye and suddenly wanted the song to be over. Why was he here? What did it mean?

After suffering through the rest of the song, he and the Lunatics thanked the audience and pushed the album, all while he was still glancing over T.I.'s direction every other second, though he and the younger rapper never made eye contact. He wanted to catch him before he left. They all stepped backstage, dripping with sweat as towels were offered to them. He quickly dried his face and arms, thanked the crew, and rushed out back into the club. The masses of people were a huge obstacle for him to overcome but he pushed, pressed, and scooted his body through the crowds and finally found a space to breathe. He looked around and didn't see anyone even remotely resembling T.I. until his eyes came upon the bar. He immediately walked to it and stood directly behind the man he loved, watching him sip his drink from time to time. Even with the large crowd all around him, he still noticed how good he smelled.

"Hey!" he said loudly over the music for a lack of anything better to say.

T.I. turned around in the stool with his drink in his hand. "Nelly. Great show."

He sensed the indifference in his voice. "Thanks. Why'd you call me Nelly?"

"That is your name isn't it?"

"Yea but you never called me by it before."

"That was a long time ago."


"I just stopped by to wish you the best with the album. Just because whatever we had didn't work doesn't mean that I don't still support you shawty."

"We could have it again. That's what I want!"

"Don't do this. I didn't come here for that. As far as I'm concerned that shit stopped when the tour wrapped."

"So you have no feelings for me anymore?"

T.I. became uneasy. "I gotta go. Plenty of shit to do tomorrow."

He put his drink on the bar and walked right past Nelly and to the exit. Nelly was stunned but his mind kept repeating the word "follow" to him so he did. The rain poured down into the city as he saw T.I. step into it and began making his way to what he assumed was his hotel room. Nelly ran after him and grabbed onto his arm, both stopping and staring at each other in the dark, wet parking lot. After an initial struggle, T.I. gave in and stared down at the wet floor, where puddles of water were rapidly expanding. The rain crashed onto their clothes as Nelly still held on to T.I.'s wrist. They stared at each other and Nelly still saw it there. He saw everything he was looking for.

"I see it in your eyes. Don't fight it anymore," he said trying to convince T.I. to come back to him.

"Nothing's there. Everything I felt for you is gone now. Let me go!"

"Baby please. Come back to me."

"Don't call me that! Let me go. I have other places to be."

"I made a mistake okay. Don't you think I suffered enough?"

"Everything has to be about you doesn't it? How the fuck do you think I felt all this time?"

"I'm sorry. I just want to make you happy again."

"No. It won't work. I don't even know who you are anymore."

"I'm still the same man you fell in love with baby."

"Bullshit! The man I fell for wouldn't do the shit you did. I don't trust you."

"Well let's work on it together. I need you! I miss our conversations and the way you make me feel."

"Too fucking bad. You should've thought of all that before you pulled the shit you did."

"You're still angry and I understand that. But I'm dying here without you."

"And how do you think I feel? I gave my heart to you Cornell and you fucking destroyed it. How can you expect me to forgive you for that?"

"I'm a fucking idiot! It took me losing the best thing in my life to realize that you were it. And you still are!"

"I can't do this. I can't be with you."

"Why baby? Give me another chance."

"I'm fresh out of chances."

"But you love me. I know you do."

"It's not enough this time. I'm scared of the next time when you'll hurt me. This shit was bad enough but how would I deal with that?"

"That's not going to happen. I've seen what my mistakes cost me and have done to you. I won't let it happen ever again."

"You don't know that for sure."

"Yes I do because I believe it in my heart."

"I want to trust you but it's too hard to have myself fall for you again."

"Try. You're who I want."

"Am I?"

"Yes. I have no doubt about it."

"They why'd you do it?"

"Because I was weak. That's why I need you by my side to keep me strong."

"I can't Cornell," he said as he took his hand away. "I can't go back to you."

"Yes you can! You're just being stubborn. Let me back in please."

"So you can destroy what's left of my heart? Why would I do that?"

"No! So I can protect it and you."

"I don't need protection shawty. Oh wait, I do. From you!"

"No. It was a mistake Cliff. I love you."

T.I. wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. Nelly never called him by that before. They were now both drenched as T.I. started thinking. Nelly saying that he loved him had the same effect on him, although he was careful not to show it. This was intense but an even stronger urge to kiss Nelly was developing inside him. As much as he tried to fight it, Nelly was right. He still loved him. He still wanted him. Of course he would have to learn how to trust him again but he felt that he was worth it in the end. Nelly meant everything to him and he wanted that kind of love back in his life. His body and soul ached for it. He had to try his best to forgive this man who he loved more than anything.

"I like the chain shawty," he said as his fingers ran along it and gently brushed against Nelly from time to time. "Who gave it to you?"

"Someone I'm in love with. Someone who is compassionate, caring, funny, sexy, smart, outgoing and a whole lot of other things I could list. I love him with everything I am."

"He loves you too," T.I. said, referring to himself in the third person.

"So then why aren't we back together?"

"Because he's afraid of committing himself again only to get hurt. He doesn't think he could handle that if it happened again."

"He shouldn't worry about that! He should know by not how committed I am to him. There's no one else for me."

"He's just being stubborn," T.I. said as he faintly smiled.

Nelly lifted his chin with his finger and stared into those hazel eyes that he missed so much. "I love you. I don't know what else to say."

"It's enough. I love you Cornell. I never stopped. You're made for me."

"And you're made for me Clifford `Tip' Harris."

"I like T.I. better shaw----"

Nelly muffled out his words by crushing their lips together. These feelings they both knew were there flooded their bodies once more, overwhelming them both. They tasted rainwater on each other and finally remembered that they were still in the parking lot and in the rain. If even possible, the rain seemed to be coming at them harder than it was before. It took a long while before either man could pull away from all the passion that kept the kiss going, though it was clear that neither really wanted to.

"What about your party? They'll be wondering where you went."

"I did what I had to do for the release party. They can manage the rest. Besides, I don't want to let you go!"

"Well then shawty, how about we go back to my hotel?" he asked, pointing a block down the street.

"I'm with that."

The two men took the alleys to get to the grand hotel where T.I. was staying at. Water was everywhere from inside their shoes to their soaking wet boxers. They didn't realize just how long there were out in the rain. Using the service elevator to ensure privacy, they men slowly made their way up to his room. They held hands until T.I. thought of a wicked idea.

"You know," he said with a mischievous grin on his face, "we're two very sexy people in an elevator all by ourselves."

"So what do you plan to do about it?"

"Shut up and kiss me."

Nelly needed no further encouragement. He pressed T.I. against one of the walls of the elevator and started a ferocious assault on his mouth. They still dripped of rainwater and tasted it, but tasted each other even more. Nelly indulged himself unmercifully in the taste he simply came to know as T.I. T.I. also went crazy because he missed those lips that fit perfectly with his. Even through his wet jeans, T.I. felt his man's hard dick trying to break free. He grabbed it through the wet fabric and Nelly jumped a little.

"Someone's getting a little excited," he said as he continued to fondle him through his soaked pants.

Nelly moved closer to his ear and licked the lobe. "Well I haven't been touched there in a long while so he's very happy right now," he sensually whispered into T.I.'s ear.

"I see. He's going to be even happier in a few minutes."

"Maybe we should stop."


"We're almost to the top. What if someone catches us?"

"Don't worry. The penthouse takes up the whole top floor of this hotel so no one's going to interrupt us."

"Why didn't you say so?"

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