And Thus Sayeth Jack

By P'al Kwai

Rating: NC-17 for language, violence, and nonconsensual m/m slash. If any of this offends you, PLEASE do not read.

Pairing: B White/ E Exley

Disclaimer: I don't own LAC characters. Characters are owned by James Ellroy, with contributions from Brian Hegeland and Curtis Hanson. No infringement intended.

Summary: Takes place after Bud sees the photos of Exley and Lynn. This is my au version of that scene. I've given it a slashy twist.

Author's Notes: This is a short ficlet, just to get my feet wet on this list. I am planning a sequel which would take place after the movie, but with THIS slashy premise. This is not betaed, and I hope I don't regret posting it without having it betaed first.

Parts in // are taken from either the screenplay or the movie itself. I, surprisingly found that the two don't exactly match up, so I used which ever one best fit my fic. {} denotes thoughts ** denotes emphasis

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And Thus Sayeth Jack

//"Just remember, Bud White'll fuck you for this if it takes the rest of his life." // Jack Vincennes, L.A. Confidential.

//"Listen to me. Dudley killed Jack. He wanted you to kill me...Dudley showed you the photo, didn't he? Didn't he?"//

//White slaps the gun away, kneeing him in the stomach. He begins slamming Exley's head into the filing cabinet.//

//"Think, goddman you! think..."//

//"Stay the fuck out of here!" Letting go of Exley, White slams the door shut on two detectives and a female clerk, while Exley slides down to the floor.//

"Son-of-a-bitch! You FUCKED her. FUCKED HER! I'm gonna..." Grabbing the smaller man by the back of the neck, White bounces Exley's head on the floor a few times, before beginning to tear trousers down.

"You fucked her...well, guess what *Lieutenant*, now you're gonna get fucked."

Seeing stars from having his head banged into a filing cabinet and a floor, Exley tries to get his bearings. Trousers and shorts pulled down to his knees, binding his legs. Strong hand at the back of his neck, pinning his face to the floor. Hard cock placed at his opening, thrusting and ripping into him.

He can feel himself tearing and bleeding. The pain and the burning leave him momentarily breathless, unable to protest.

"MOTHER FUCKER! HOW DOES IT FEEL?" Anger and lust. Emotions that feed from each other. White can feel Exley's tightness, his blood. The blood acts as a lubricant, allowing him to slide in and out faster and harder.

"Wh-ite...i-it-'s Du-u..." Still trying to reason with White, Exley struggles, as his sphincter muscles squeeze, trying to push the invader out. But this only inflames White more, causing him to pump harder, opening Exley up wider.

{LISTEN TO ME!} //"I checked the daily report books. Dudley and Buzz Meeks and Stensland go way back." // Now the pain and burning are fading, being replaced by another sensation. A sensation of fullness, completeness.

Exley's words begin to penetrate White's brain, but he can't stop anymore. He's gone past the point of no return. A few more strokes, and then burying his cock deep into the man under him, he empties himself completely. Collapsing, his weight holds Exley down on the floor.

Breathing heavily, rational mind returning, the pieces begin to fall in place in Bud's brain. //"I knew Stensland lied to me. Leffets' mother IDed Stensland as Lefferts' boyfriend, but Stens pretended he didn't know Meeks or her the night I met...Lynn." //

White's cock still inside of him. Softer now. White's cum running out of him, down his leg, on the floor. White's weight on top of him, giving Ed a strange feeling of comfort and safety. //"Stensland and Meeks. What the hell were they up to?"//

//"I don't know. But I think Stens killed Meeks over heroin."//

//"Heroin?"//

Disengaging himself gently from the slighter man underneath him, Bud runs his hand lightly over Exley's back and shoulders. //"Johnny Stompanato told me that Meeks had heroin for sale. Meeks ends up dead. Stensland dies at the Nite Owl."//

//"It wasn't the Negroes. The rape victim lied in her statement. The first guys to the Mercury Coup were Breuning and Carlisle."//

Using his own shirt, White cleans up some of the blood and cum covering Exley's ass and thighs. //"Dudley's guys. They planted the shotguns."//

Rolling over on his back, Exley, with shaking hands, tries to adjust his clothing. //"Somehow this is all connected to Jack's angle. Sid Hudgens. The pictures to blackmail Ellis Lowe. A kid got murdered. If we're going to figure this out, we need to work together."//

{Work together?} Bud eyes up Exley questioningly. {Not going to press charges? Not going to scream `assaulting a superior officer?'}//"Why are you doing this? The Nite Owl made you. You want to tear all that down?"//

His pants were up, but Exley couldn't seem to get his fingers to work to get the zipper up. Giving up for just a moment, he looks up at White. //"With a wrecking ball. You want to help me swing it?"//

Moments pass, as Bud stares intensely at Exley. Reaching down, he helps his former nemesis, zipping up and buttoning his trousers. //"Let's go see Ellis Loew, find out what the District Attorney knows."//

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Finis

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