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Romantic Executions: Continued	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alright… this site is fucking up the spelling and grammar of this story every time I post. Rest assured that when I put the document in the ‘type box’ that it’s as perfect as I can get it. *Sigh* Hope you can understand what was meant.

Oh yeah… Property of Laurell K. Hamilton… not us. Bluh.
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Laura shaded in the shadow under the birds nest, occasionally glancing at the TV. She tucked her legs up under herself, biting her lip as she drew.

Micah glanced at her from his corner of the couch, a slow smile quirking his lips before he shifted, crawling towards her.

She worried her lip between her teeth, too intent upon adding a few more twigs to the nest to realize that the couch cushions were sinking with added weight.

He smiled, leaning over her and nuzzling the spot behind her ear.

She shivered, setting aside the sketchbook and her pencil as her head tilted to the side, "You know you're completely evil, don't you?"

"Perhaps." He laved at the spot, his voice low.

She swallowed, reaching up to slide a hand into his hair. "Perhaps?" She was mush, or very close to it. Yep. He cheated, but it was a good kind of cheating...

He rested a hand on the back of the couch, the other on her thigh. "Mmm.... Pet..."

Her eyes shut slowly, and she shivered as he nipped gently, "Mmhmm?"

"Do you still want to draw...?" He sucked the spot into his mouth.

She slipped a hand into his shirt, sliding it over his warm skin, "Not right now..."

He shivered. "Pet... Caleb and the rest won't be home for an hour or two..."

She scraped her nails lightly over his abdomen, opening her eyes, "Mm... and?"

He moved so that he was sitting before pulling her into his lap. "Do you know what seeing you chew on that pencil does to me?"

She smiled slightly, "I might, depending on what it does."

He rocked his hips, biting his lower lip.

She rocked back against him, swallowing as he pressed against her, heat pooling immediately between her thighs.

"Pet..." His hand snuck into her shirt.

Her tummy tightened under his hand, and she shifted against him, "Mm?"

He pressed into her again. "You know... you can feel it..."

Her eyes darkened, and she pressed back against him, "Mmhmm..." She slid her hand back into his shirt, her fingers slightly cold against his skin.

He shivered, nipping at her jaw.

Her fingers found his nipple, and she leaned down to nip gently at his neck.

He tilted his head for her, sliding his hand up to cup her breast.

She bit down lightly on his neck, her breast tightening in his hand.

His thumb teased her nipple through her bra. "Pet..."

She muffled a moan against his neck, "Mm?"

"You're driving me crazy..."

She let go of the spot, nipping gently at another, "Crazy is good..."

“Mm…” He tweaked her nipple, shivering.

She bit down harder on his neck than she'd intended, pressing into his hand.

He moaned, long and loud, his hips pressing upwards, and he pinched her nipple.

Laura whimpered, pressing back down on him and into his hand. She let go of his neck, laving at the red bite mark.

"Damn, Pet..." he leaned his head back, his breath coming in pants.

She nipped in a line down the column of his throat, sucking at a spot just above his shirt.

He continued to stroke her breast, his other hand smoothing her hair.

She pulled back, eyes dark as she looked at him, "Clothes have got to go..."

Micah nodded. "Out here, Pet, or?"

She bit her lip, "Out here there's always the issue of everybody getting home early..." She swallowed, her fingers stroking his nipple. "But..."

He bit his lip, eyes begging her to choose.

She teased the nub with her nails, "Here... the bedroom's too far away..."

He groaned, pulling her shirt up and off. "Thank God..."

She tugged his shirt off of him, leaning forward to brush her lips over his, "You're welcome..."

He nipped her lower lip. "I'm engaged to God?"

She nipped back at him, "Maybe."

He laughed softly, his hands beginning to work the clasp on her bra.

She helped him tug it off, her hands sliding down his chest.

"I wish you didn't wear those..." He sighed, bending to lave at her nipples.

She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as he pulled one into his mouth, "Mm... sorry..."

He sucked hard, his mouth working her as his hands went to the fly of her pants.

She moaned, tightening her grip slightly, breaking the skin with her pinky.

He moaned, pressing into her.

She pressed back against him, lowering her head to lick up the blood as the scratch closed.

"Pet... God..." His head fell back as he ground against her. "Damn pants..."

She rocked back against him, moving her hands to his fly. "Damn clothes in general." She growled, nearly ripping the button free.

"Again... please..." Finally her fly came undone and he shoved her pants and underwear down as far as he could.

She bit down on his shoulder, slightly sharpened teeth breaking the surface.

He moaned, his hand gliding down between her legs.

She squeezed her eyes shut, moaning as his fingers teased her aroused flesh. Her tongue slid across the closing bite, licking up his blood.

"Pet... Please..." He slid a finger deep, before pulling it out and easing it back in, creating a rhythm.

"Micah..." Her voice was somewhere between a growl and a purr, and her fingers started on his fly again.

"OI! I so did NOT want to see this! ARG! BLIND! I'M BLIND!" Zane grabbed at his eyes. "I DID NOT WANT TO SEE THE NIMIR RAJ AND RA GETTING KINKY!"

"What the hell?" Caleb pushed in front of Zane and immediately wished he hadn't. "Greg... Disinfectant... Please? Need... Ugh..." He disappeared behind Zane.

Laura blushed, pressing her face into Micah's neck. "Dammit."

Micah growled, jerking Laura's pants back up before looking at the Pard. "If you want to live, you will leave this room."

Gregory sighed. "I just cleaned in there... finally got the sex smell out of the couch and they have to put it back in..."

Zane rubbed his eyes. "Ow."

Cherry sighed, "Zane, your eyes are fine." She pulled her lover's hands away from his face, shaking her head as she realized his eyes were tearing up with repressed laughter. "Let's... go to a movie or something."

Caleb glanced over his shoulder, and nodded, "Yeah. Movie... sounds great..."

Laura bit her lip, tempted to yell. "Just go." She lifted her head, glaring at them.

Gregory sighed again. "Please don't make a big mess? Or if you must, the floor is easier to clean..."

Micah growled. "OUT!"

Zane snickered, leaning on Cherry as he lost it.

Cherry sighed, shaking her head, her own eyes glittering with amusement. "Come on guys. Movie, my treat."

"Pizza too?" Caleb asked, near cackling as he took Gregory's hand.

Laura grabbed her bra, "Just get the fuck out!"

"She said FUCK!" Zane snorted as Cherry pushed them out of the house.

Gregory swallowed, leaning back in. "Sorry..."

Micah sighed, simply leaning his head back.

Laura waved him away, and the door shut behind them. She sighed, doing up her bra and sliding off Micah's lap.

He swallowed. "Sorry."

She shook her head, slumping against the arm of the couch, "It's not your fault they came home early."

"My idea to stay on the couch." He grabbed the remote, turning off the TV.

She shut her eyes, leaning her head back, "It's fine, Micah. We'll live, though if Zane and Caleb keep it up, they might not."

Micah shrugged, standing. "I am going to take a shower."

She swallowed, blinking open her eyes to look at him, "Okay."

He looked at her. "I am sorry you were embarrassed, Pet." He disappeared into the bathroom.

She bit her lip harshly, shutting her eyes again. "God fucking damn this shit to hell." She growled, rolling over and pressing her face into the cushion.

**********

Jess sighed as she entered the club, leaving Nathaniel in the car. Damn it! He was... arg! Secretive and... and... he didn't talk with her any more... it hurt. She glanced around. Great. She was the first one there. She bit her lip, turning on the light.

Nathaniel climbed out of the car slowly. Tonight, definitely. It was going to kill him if he didn't just get it over with. He followed Jess into the club, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. What was she going to do when he finally got it over with? He bit his lip, nope. Not going to think about that.

Tears began pooling in Jess' eyes and she headed for the bathroom. Stupid... stupid...

Nathaniel frowned, catching the familiar scent of Jess and... tears. He glanced around, following the smell towards the bathroom.

Jess leaned over the sink, pulling in a deep breath. She didn't want to think it... but... it was possible. Had Nathaniel found someone else? Was he going to break it off?

He blinked at the closed bathroom door. Knock, or not knock? He raised a hand, worrying his lip between his teeth.

She turned on the sink, cupping cool water and splashing her face.

Nathaniel knocked softly, nervousness exploding in the pit of his stomach.

Jess jumped, somehow hitting her head on the faucet. "FUCK!"

He tried to open the door, nearly growling as he discovered belatedly that it was locked, "Jess?"

She whimpered, pressing a hand to the back of her head as she unlocked the door.

Nathaniel opened it, frowning as he took in the situation, "Are you okay?"

"Owwie."

He took her hand leading her to the toilet and shutting the lid, "Sit down..."

She sat, looking up at him. "Can you turn off the sink?"

He nodded, reaching over and shutting it off, "What happened?"

"I hit my head on it..." Jess sighed, lowering her hand, a tiny spot of blood on her fingers.

His eyes locked on the spot of red before moving back up to hers, "Are you okay?" He asked again.

"I think so..." She sighed, rubbing her face.

Nathaniel brushed her hair back from her eyes, "Okay."

She bit her lip. "Nathaniel?”

"Yeah?" He tucked the hair behind her ear.

"Can I ask you something? And... please... don't be mad or... or..."

"Alright." His brow furrowed, and his hand dropped down to his side.

Jess hugged herself. "And please... be honest..." She sighed. "I don't... I don't think you would... I really don't want to think so... but... you... you've been... You're secretive... and you don't talk to me... not really... and you don't seem to want to be around me..." She bit her lip, meeting his lilac gaze. "I... is there someone else?"

He blinked, "What?"

Jess swallowed. "Is there?"

He shook his head, "No! Why would there be? I..." He bit his lip, "I'm just..."

"O...oh." She licked her lips, touching the bump on the back of her head.

Nathaniel watched her, his brow still slightly furrowed as he heard the door of the club open, "Can I talk to you... At break?"

She watched him for a moment, then nodded. "Alright..."

He brushed a quick kiss over her lips before standing. "I love you."

Jess nodded, standing at well. "I love you too." She bit her lip. "Nathaniel?"

"Yeah?" He pushed his hair back from his face.

"I'm sorry."

Nathaniel nodded, leaving the bathroom. She'd thought there was someone else? No... But it was a reasonable response... He hadn't really spoken to her for... a week or more. Nathaniel sighed. What if she...? Can't think about that...

Jess sighed. "Time to get to work... great job, Jess... piss him off..."

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Nathaniel shifted in his seat, glancing around. It was his break, and Jess had planned weeks ago for their breaks to align... Where was she? The more he waited, the more his nerve started to fail.

Jess sighed as the rush finally died out, hurrying to Nathaniel's side. "I'm sorry... big rush... I swear... must have been nuns or something with the amount of crosses..."

He smiled slightly, motioning for her to sit. "It's okay."

She clambered onto a stool, accepting the bottle of water the bar tender handed her with a smile.

Nathaniel took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, "Okay, um... I need you to just listen for a few minutes, alright? Don't... don't say anything until I'm finished."

Her smile died. "I... I said I was sorry, right? I never... I didn't think you-"

He shook his head, "Just listen, Jess."

She bit her lip, her fingers clenching around the water bottle. "O...okay."

"I've been thinking, for awhile now." He rubbed his forehead, "I love you, more than anyone I've ever known."

Jess chewed at her lip, nodding her understanding.

Nathaniel laid his hands out flat on the bar, "And I don't ever want to be apart from you. So...." He swallowed, looking at her and reaching into his jeans pocket for a small box. He handed it to her, biting his lip. "Will you marry me?"

Her mouth dropped open and she stared at the box before meeting his gaze... then promptly fell off the stool in a dead faint.

He cursed, dropping down from his stool to land on his knees. "Shit... Jess..." He picked up her head, holding it in his lap. "Dammit... wake up..." He accepted a damp rag from the bartender, who was leaning over the bar to watch.

She moaned softly as Aahz hurried over. "What happened, Nathaniel?"

"I... I asked her to marry me and she fainted." Nathaniel looked up at her, his brow furrowed.

Aahz felt her lips twitch. "Ah. Go ahead and take her to my office. I just got that sofa, you can rest her on that."

Nathaniel smiled slightly, picking up his lover and standing. "Thanks Aahz."

"No problem. Take good care of Kitten, Kitty."

Jess hung limp in his arms.

He nodded, moving towards Aahz's office. He opened the door carefully, stepping inside and shutting it behind himself.

She moaned again, lashes fluttering.

A knock sounded at the door and Aahz poked her head in. "You forgot this..." She set the ring box on her desk.

Nathaniel set Jess down on the couch, smiling at Aahz, "Thanks... I'm kinda... yeah."

"It's alright." Aahz smiled at him. "Good luck..." She paused in the door. "Nathaniel?"

"Yeah?" Nathaniel picked the box up off the desk, sitting on the couch next to Jess' limp form.

"She loves you... she'll say yes." With that, she left.

Nathaniel swallowed, looking down at Jess, "I hope so..."

Minutes later she stirred, blinking her eyes open.

Nathaniel nearly jumped as she shifted, and his eyes met hers, "Jess?"

"Nathaniel?" She frowned, rubbing her eyes. "I..."

"You fainted and fell off your stool."

She blinked. "I did not."

He nodded, "You did."

"Huh. So... I wasn't dreaming?"

"No."

"You really want to marry me?" Jess bit her lip.

"God, yes."

"With... with cake... and... and... rings... and... a dress... and..." Her eyes welled. Darn.

He handed her the box, opening it to expose the ring, "The whole nine yards."

It was fairly simple, white gold, the diamond small. "Oh..."

"I'm sorry... I couldn't afford better, and I- I can understand if you don't but-"

"Better what?" She swallowed, meeting his gaze as she struggled to sit up on the over stuffed sofa.

"A better ring." He bit his lip, helping her sit up.

She growled at him, hugging the ring to her chest. "No!"

His face fell, and he looked down at the floor. "Okay... I'll just go, then..." He swallowed, standing.

"What? Go? Go where?" Jess blinked, rethinking her words. "No! I meant... I meant.... I love the ring... I... Oh God..." She pulled her knees to her chest. "I can't get this right..."

Nathaniel bit his lip again, frowning as he turned to look at her. "What did you mean?" He knelt next to the couch, looking up at her.

"I... I love the ring..." A tear slid down her cheek and she swallowed. "I'm sorry... I'd.... I'd never say no... and... it's so pretty... and..."

He reached up, brushing the tear away with the pad of his thumb, "Is that a yes?" God, please let that be a yes!

She blinked. "Didn't I say that?"

"I don't know..." He swallowed, resting his hand on her knee. "I need to hear it, please."

"Yes? Yes, I'll marry you." She swallowed, brushing his hair back from his face.

He rubbed his face her hand, a low purr rising from his chest, "Thank you." His eyes grew bright, and he kept his eyes wide.

Jess leaned down, brushing her lips over his.

He kissed the corner of her mouth, his eyes shutting.

She cupped his face, teasing the crease of his lips with her tongue.

He parted his lips, the hand on her knee caressing gently.

She eased her tongue into his mouth, shivering.

He met her tongue with his, a single tear slipping past his eyelashes.

Slowly she pulled back as she caught its scent, catching the small drop with her lips.

He opened his eyes, meeting hers. "I love you."

She smiled, "I love you too."

He picked up the box where it had slid from her grasp and pulled the ring free. He took her left hand, sliding the ring on her finger.

She swallowed at the touch of the cool metal. "I'm serious... I do love this ring..." She looked at him. "But I'd have said yes without it."

He threaded his fingers through hers, "Really?"

She nodded. "I don't need pretty things... flowers... candy... jewelry... I'm happy with you. Just you."

He stood, sitting on the couch next to her, "You..." He leaned forward, brushing his lips over hers, "You're..." He sighed, "I don't have words for this."

She smiled. "Words... those are nice sometimes... not always." She leaned into him.

He smiled, pressing his lips to hers.

She parted her lips, letting him deepen the kiss.

He slipped his tongue into her mouth, pulling her closer to him.

She settled into his lap, purring low in her throat.

Jean-Claude shut his eyes as he caught sight of his two employees. He opened them again, sighing. "Ah. Ma Joli has rented out her office yet again..."

Nathaniel pulled back from the kiss, looking up at his boss. "Um..."

Jess sighed, looking at the vampire. "Um... yeah... sorry..." She waved a hand. "We... we were just..."

Jean-Claude's lips twitched, "Indeed, your engagement is settled, non?"

Nathaniel swallowed, nodding.

The Master of the City nodded slowly, stepping into the room to pick up a set of keys off the desk.

Jess moved, shifting from Nathaniel's lap. "We... our break should be nearly over..."

Jean-Claude moved back to the door. "Oui, but allow yourself five more minutes. After all, it is not often one celebrates one’s engagement." He smiled, shutting the door behind him.

Jess blinked, staring after him.

Nathaniel watched the door for a moment, before looking back over at Jess. "That was..."

"Weird?"

He nodded.

Jess bit her lip. "Five minutes..."

He nodded again, "Yeah...Any ideas for the next five minutes?"

"Well..." She smiled, moving into his lap again. "This was good..."

He wrapped his arms around her waist, "Mmhmm... I thought so too."

She shivered. "Nathaniel..."

He smiled slightly, kissing the corner of her mouth, "Yes?"

Jess scowled at him, nipping his lower lip. "You're wasting time..."

"Mm...Good point." He covered her mouth with his in an open mouthed kiss.

She whimpered... and nearly cursed as a knock came at the door.

Nathaniel pulled back, groaning, "What?"

"Nathaniel... I'm sorry to interrupt... but we've got a bridal shower coming through... we need our holy Items check Girl..." Aahz's voice was soft, hesitant.

Nathaniel sighed, "Sorry Aahz... She'll-"

"Be right there..." Jess sighed, listening to the PA move away.

Nathaniel nearly pouted, "That wasn't five minutes..."

Jess smiled. "Sorry... I'll make it up to you later... promise..."

He sighed again, his lips quirking slightly, "Okay..."

She stood, chewing her lip. "I can't believe I fainted..."

**********

Caleb took Gregory's hand as they exited the theater. He glanced at Gregory, "What'd you think of the movie?"

"I've seen better..." Gregory shrugged, smiling. "It was funny though."

Caleb nodded, grinning slightly, "Yeah. Do you think Cherry and Zane made it home? And if home is safe now?"

"Cherry and Zane's movie was over an hour ago... they should be home... and is home ever safe?" Gregory rolled his eyes, throwing away the extra popcorn.

Caleb nodded, "Okay, you're right. Think the Nimir Raj and Nimir Ra are finished so we can get inside?"

Gregory shrugged. "I should hope so... besides, Cherry and Zane would have broken it up."

"Yeah. Wonder if Zane needs glasses..."

"Are you saying our Nimir Ra is ugly?"

"Nope. She's quite fetching, definitely not my type though."

Gregory smiled. "Good."

Caleb smiled back, "Do we have any other plans for tonight?"

Gregory furrowed his brow. "I had sleep planned at some point..."

"When's 'some point'?"

"When I'm tired?"

"When do you plan to be tired?"

Gregory blinked. "Er..."

Caleb grinned, squeezing his lover's hand. "I like that time of the night too."

Gregory rolled his eyes. "You, my lover, are odd."

Caleb smiled, "Yeah, but you like me that way."

"Of course." Gregory smiled back as they reached the car.

Caleb brushed a quick kiss over Gregory's lips, "You know I love you, right?"

Gregory shivered. "Mm... always." He nipped Caleb's lower lip.

Caleb swallowed, tugging at Gregory's lower lip with his teeth.

Gregory mewed, wrapping his arms around Caleb's waist before the term, "FAGGOTS!" was shouted rudely at them.

Caleb growled, turning in Gregory's arms, opening his mouth to shout something equally rude back.

"Caleb..." Gregory ran a hand down his back. "Ignore him..."

Caleb's shoulders sang with tension, and he glanced over his shoulder at Gregory, "Stupid fucker doesn't deserve the use of his vocal cords."

"No..." Gregory sighed. "It's fine... let's... let's just go..."

Caleb turned around again, tension leaving him with a sigh, "I'm sorry... It's just..."

"Don't be sorry. You... didn't do it." Gregory kissed Caleb again, not caring about any comments that might be made. "Now... let's go home. I've a surprise for you..."

Caleb raised his eyebrows, "Ooh... presents." He smiled slightly, kissing the corner of Gregory's mouth. "Sounds fun. What kind of surprise?"

"The kind you'll like..."

Caleb brushed his lips over Gregory's again, "So... what are we waiting for?"

"Well... You. Which of us is driving?"

He shrugged, "I will, if you want."

Gregory smiled. "Alright."

Caleb grinned, "You have to let me go now, then..."

Gregory sighed. "Fine..." He pulled back.

Caleb pulled the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the car, "Are you sure you can't give me any little details about the surprise?"

"It's small."

"It's small?" Caleb repeated, opening the car door.

"I just said so..." Gregory moved around to the passenger side of the car.

Caleb clicked the button to unlock the whole car and climbed in, "What would be small, that I would like?" He frowned slightly, buckling up and shutting the door.

"Think on it. You've remarked on it several times..."

Gregory eased into the bucket seat, shutting his door.

Caleb started the car, biting his lip, "You bought a thong?"

"No."

Caleb mock-pouted, backing out of the parking spot. "Aw..."

"Well... one of those as well..."

Caleb nearly backed into the truck opposite them, "Really?"

"Watch where you're driving!" Gregory grabbed the 'Oh Shit!' handle.

Caleb made it out of the parking lot before apologizing.

Gregory sighed, taking a deep breath. "Damn..."

"Sorry." Caleb said again, stopping at a stoplight, "Seriously though, you bought a thong?"

"Or three..."

"Three?!" Caleb blinked, not realizing the light had turned green until someone honked at him.

"Would you like me to drive?"

Caleb shook his head slightly, starting to drive again, "No... I think I'll manage. Maybe."

Gregory shook his head. "No more talking until we get home and see if I lived."

Caleb stuck his tongue out at his lover, "Fine, but trust me. You'll live."

"Uh huh..."

Caleb successfully proved his point twenty minutes later as he pulled into the driveway.

Gregory smiled. "Thank you."

Caleb cocked his head, shutting off the car, "For what? I just got us home alive." Barely.

"Thus the thanking."

He unbuckled his seatbelt, taking the keys out of the ignition. "Well then, you're welcome."

Gregory shook his head. "You're normally a very good driver..." He undid his belt.

"Yeah... Thoughts of thongs were kinda distracting me."

"No more thong talk then..."

Caleb pouted again, opening his door. "Now, that's not fair..."

"I meant... while driving."

"Oh. That's okay then." Caleb climbed out of the car, grinning. "I'll just let you drive next time."

Gregory smiled, shaking his head again as he too, exited the car.

Caleb locked the car, shutting his door. "So, what's the surprise?"

"You'll have to undress me..."

Caleb swallowed, letting his eyes drift down Gregory's form. "I don't think that'll be an issue."

"It will outside." He smiled, heading for the front door.

Caleb followed him, biting his lip harshly. Thoughts were racing through his head. Something small, that he would like, and he had to strip Greg down to see it... Several things sprang to mind.

Gregory eased open the door, peering into the house. He smelt no sex, no... nothing. It was safe. "Okay."

Caleb followed him inside, "It's..." He sniffed, "Not stinky."

"Stinky?"

"Yeah... It doesn't smell... at all, really." Caleb's brow furrowed, "We left them alone for three hours and nothing happened? I feel sorry for them now."

Gregory frowned. "I hope it wasn't my comment about messiness..."

"It was probably Zane and his new need of glasses."

Gregory sighed. "I feel bad now..."

"I could make them an apology breakfast tomorrow or something." Caleb shrugged, sneaking an arm around Gregory's waist.

Gregory shrugged. "I could clean..."

"Or we could just apologize."

"Or that." Gregory chewed his lip, scratching at his abdomen.

"The surprise down there, then?" Caleb asked, catching the movement out of the corner of his eye.

Gregory smiled a bit. "Maybe."

Caleb sighed, grinning at his lover, "You're not going to make this easy, are you?”

"Should I?"

Caleb shook his head, "Nope. Challenges excite me."

"That's what I thought." Gregory began to head up stairs.

Caleb followed him up, his eyes drifting over Gregory's bum.

Gregory shivered, waiting for his lover at the top of the stairs.

Caleb stopped on the top step, his chin nearly even with Gregory's collarbone.

Gregory swallowed, stepping back. "You first."

Caleb took the last step, moving into Gregory's room.

"My room?" Gregory furrowed his brow. "I thought we'd use yours..."

"Mine's..." Caleb bit his lip, turning in the doorway. "Messy?"

"Oh." Gregory shrugged. "Doesn't matter..."

Caleb nodded, continuing into Gregory's room.

Gregory followed, shutting the door behind him.

Caleb glanced around the nearly empty room. "Hey Greg?"

"Yeah?"

"When are you moving your stuff back?"

Gregory shrugged. "Soon... why?"

"Curious." Caleb's lips quirked slightly. "Like I'm curious as to where you're hiding my surprise..."

"Go ahead and look..." Gregory bit his lip. The shirt would be the first thing to go... Caleb would find it quickly.

"I think I will." Caleb stepped towards him, pulling Gregory's shirt off easily.

Gregory shivered as the September night air hit him, his abdomen tightening...along with his new piercing.

Caleb slid his hands down Gregory's chest, smiling at the low silver content piercing in his lover's belly button. "Mm... nice."

Gregory shivered. "Caleb…”

"Yep?" Caleb sank to his knees, kissing a trail down to the piercing.

Gregory shook his head, smoothing Caleb's chocolate colored curls.

He pulled the piercing into his mouth, teasing the flesh around it with his tongue.

Gregory moaned, pressing into his lover's mouth.

Caleb slid his tongue over the barbell, feeling it burn into his tongue.

"Caleb... Pants... off..."

Caleb's fingers started on his lover's fly, his mouth not leaving the piercing.

Gregory gripped Caleb's shoulders, his back arching a bit.

Caleb purred deep in his throat, the barbell vibrating slightly as his hands eased into Gregory's pants.

Gregory jerked as Caleb pushed his pants down to find...

A thong. Caleb let the barbell go, blinking down at the underwear that his fingers were tracing, "Yeah... You're driving next time." He said huskily.

Gregory bit his lip, shivering. "Caleb..."

Caleb's fingers brushed over Gregory's straining erection through the thong, "Mm?"

Gregory cried out, gripping Caleb's shoulders again.

Caleb trailed his fingers over Gregory's hard member, swallowing.

"Caleb... please..."

Caleb pulled the thong down, looking up at his lover. "Please what?"

"I need..." Gregory swallowed.

Caleb brushed his lips over the hook in Gregory's member, making an encouraging noise.

He whimpered, pressing forward. "Please... don't tease... Caleb..."

Caleb smiled slightly, bringing his hands up to cup Gregory's bum and pulling the other were's hardened member into his mouth.

"God... thank you..." He moaned, gripping Caleb's shoulders again.

Caleb caressed Gregory with his tongue, sucking at his tip gently.

"Caleb..." Gregory murmured his lover's name over and over as he was teased and tortured, his knees going weak.

Caleb purred, pulling Gregory deep in his throat at last.

Gregory whimpered, feeling his body tighten. "Soon... soon... agh..."

Caleb's purring increased, and he swallowed, his throat caressing Gregory as his tongue had earlier.

Gregory came, gripping Caleb's shoulders hard enough to bruise.

Caleb swallowed it down, pulling back a moment later.

Gregory whimpered, biting his lower lip. Holy shit.

Caleb stood, sliding his hands up Gregory's back. He grinned at his lover, "Maybe I should drive. If you keep reacting like that..."

Gregory wrapped his arms around his lover. "You did just drive... you drove me crazy..." His voice was low, intense with his orgasm.

Caleb shivered, slipping his arms around Gregory's bare waist. "Mm... must've been a short trip..." He teased, a deep purr welling in his chest again.

"I'm your lover... of course it is..."Gregory tugged at his shirt. "Let's get you undressed."

Caleb stepped back slightly, tugging the shirt over his head, "Halfway there, but I think I'll let you get the rest."

Gregory smiled, his hands teasing the other man's member through his jeans.

Caleb's eyes widened, and they shut as he moaned, "Greg... mm..."

"Caleb..." Gregory quirked a brow at his lover's look of ecstasy.

Caleb blinked open his eyes, which were now several shades darker than they had been before. "That..." He swallowed, pressing into Gregory's hands.

"Needy, aren't you?"

"I'm your lover... course I am..."

Gregory smiled, nipping at Caleb's jaw as his hands finally opened the other were's fly.

Caleb's head tilted slightly, and he let out a small sigh of relief as the pressure on his member released.

Gregory nipped down Caleb's neck, kneeling before he began to tease the other were's chest.

Caleb's hands slid into his lover's hair, tightening gently whenever Gregory's tongue flicked out to torture him.

Gregory laved his way to a nipple ring, tugging it gently.

Caleb groaned, the erotic burn of the piercing and dark warmth of Gregory's mouth nearly enough to make his knees give out.

Gregory sucked the swollen nub and silver into his mouth, moaning at the sensation and taste.

Caleb's eyes shut again, and he bit his lip harshly, "Greg... I... you're teasing..."

Gregory smiled, pulling back. "Your point?"

Caleb whimpered softly, opening his eyes, "Not fair..."

Gregory pushed Caleb's pants down, glad they'd taken their shoes off at the door. "Lift your feet, Cale."

Caleb stepped out of the pants, his muscles tightening as the cool air hit his skin. Maybe they'd left the window open or something. It wasn't usually this cold.

Gregory sighed, watching a shiver run down his lover's spine. He leaned back on his heels, spotting the problem. The window was indeed open. He stood, moving to shut it. "I'm sorry..."

Caleb shook his head as Gregory closed the window. "Don't bother apologizing. You'll make me warm again in under a second."

"Will I?" Gregory smiled, dropping to his knees in front of him again.

"Definitely."

"You bet..." Gregory nipped at the tender flesh where Caleb's thigh met with his pelvis, his hair brushing Caleb’s member.

Caleb groaned again, swallowing. "Mm... Not warm... hot..."

Gregory smiled, licking down between Caleb's thighs.

Caleb shivered violently, but not from the cold. "Greg... please... Didn't tease you..." Caleb moaned as Gregory nipped gently, "Much..."

Gregory laughed softly, laving at the other man's sacs. "What do you want?"

Caleb gripped Gregory's shoulders, a long moan escaping him. "You..."

"But you have me..." Gregory licked along Caleb's hard member to its weeping tip.

Caleb cried out, his hips bucking slightly, "Still want you though..."

Gregory pulled the other were's member into his mouth, probing the slit with the tip of his tongue.

Caleb's eyes shut and he moaned again, pressing against Gregory's tongue.

Gregory teased him for a bit, sucking and licking, pulling Caleb's member in and out of his mouth before licking around it.

Caleb bit his lip harshly, breath coming in short pants, "Greg... gonna fall..." He swallowed, opening his eyes to blink down at his lover.

Gregory pulled back, licking his lips. "Would I let you?"

Caleb shook his head slightly, a brown curl falling into his face.

Gregory smiled, standing, as a slightly callused had pushed back the lock. "I want you now... please... top me..."

A smile slid across Caleb's face, and he brushed a kiss over Gregory's lips, "You just had to ask..."

"Where's the..." Gregory bit his lip. "Ah. Left it in the dresser..." He nipped Caleb's jaw before turning.

Caleb shivered, watching Gregory with dark eyes as he pulled open the dresser.

Gregory grabbed the bottle, smiling as he tossed it to the other man. "Catch."

Caleb nearly dropped it, pinning the cold bottle between his stomach and his arm. "Jeez... give me some warning..." He grinned to show he was joking, and moved the bottle to his hands.

"You're the one using it Cale... and I did say Catch..."

Caleb opened the bottle, raising an eyebrow at Gregory, "If I'm the one using it, then I'd suggest you get on the bed..."

"Yes, Sir." Gregory smiled, crawling onto the mattress.

Caleb squirted some of the lube into his hand, shutting the bottle with a finger and letting it drop lightly to the floor. He made his way over to the bed, starting to warm the gel in his hands.

"How do you want me, Cale?" Gregory bit his lip.

"I want to be able to see your face when I go in," Caleb sat on the bed, the mattress sinking slightly under his weight, "I want to see every emotion flicker in your eyes..." He smiled slightly, leaning over Gregory, "I want you any way I can get you."

Gregory swallowed. "Caleb... God..."

Caleb's lips quirked, and he brushed them over Gregory's, his fingers moving down to circle the other were's tight entrance.

Gregory shivered, gripping the sheets as he leaned up to nip Caleb's lower lip.

Caleb slid a finger deep into his lover, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

He cried out, the sheets starting to shred as he pushed against the intrusion.

Caleb moved his finger slowly, stretching Gregory's entrance as he went.

"Caleb..." Gregory swallowed, sliding a hand down the other were's chest to his member.

Caleb bit his lip, pressing into Gregory's hand. "Mm..." He added a second finger, watching Gregory's face.

"Feel... good..." Gregory mumbled, his face contorting with pleasure as he began to stroke.

"Greg..." Caleb moaned, crooking his fingers inside Gregory.

"Ah!" Gregory arched his back, biting his lip. "Caleb... Caleb..."

Caleb lowered his mouth to Gregory's chest, his fingers continuing to caress the other were from the inside.

Gregory gripped Caleb's member, his hand starting a rhythm.

Caleb moaned against Gregory's nipple, "Greg... That... mm..."

"Please... hurry...." The words were broken but Gregory's lusty moaning. "Please..."

Caleb pulled his fingers free of his lover, watching Gregory's hand fall from him only to be replaced by his own. He stroked himself, spreading the lube over his member quickly.

Gregory swallowed, his eyes glued to the movements.

Caleb's thumb slid over his tip, and he moaned Gregory's name, his eyes sliding shut.

Gregory sat up, nipping at Caleb's pulse. "I'm here... please... take me..."

Caleb's eyes opened and he swallowed, his hand dropping away from himself. He shivered, and nodded, "Mm... sorry... now?"

"Mmhmm..."

Caleb eased the other man onto his back again, pressing against his lubed entrance.

"Caleb... I want... now..." Gregory bit his lip, pressing against his lover.

Caleb pushed into him, a raw groan ripping from his throat, "Greg... you're so tight..."

Gregory whimpered, shaking his head. "If... you... weren't hung... like a damn... horse...."

Caleb reached between them, gripping Gregory's member as he began to move his hips, "Mm... but you love... that... about me..."

"Mm..." Gregory nodded, reaching up to stroke his lover's chest. "Missed... this..."

Caleb paused, swallowing, "Me too..."

Gregory shook his head. "Being... near you..." He rocked his hips.

Caleb shut his eyes, starting to move again, "That's what... I meant..."

Gregory swallowed, moving with him, a raw groan tearing from his throat.

Caleb's hand stroked Gregory's member as they moved, sliding over the hook easily.

Caleb brushed against Gregory's prostate over and over, and it wasn't long before he was nearing climax with the combined sensation of hand and phallus.

Caleb cried out as Gregory clenched himself around him, "Damn... Greg... close..." He bit his lip, burying his face in his lover's neck.

Gregory cupped his lover's butt, thrusting with him. "Di...ditto..."

Caleb groaned, tilting his hips as he thrust.

Gregory cried out, and came, coating Caleb's abdomen with his seed.

Caleb thrust, once... twice, before following his lover in orgasm.

Gregory sighed, relaxing as heat filled him. "Love you..."

Caleb smiled, resting against Gregory's chest, "Love you too..."

"Mm. Feel good..."

"Mmhmm..." Caleb pulled out of Gregory slowly, rolling over onto his back.

Gregory sighed again, rolling so that his head rested on Caleb's chest.

Caleb kissed Gregory's temple, sighing, "Need to shower..." He mumbled.

"Do we have to right now?" Gregory bit his lip. He just... wanted them to hold each other, as unmanly as that sounded.

"No... but my hands are all lube-y and stuff..."

"Oh."

"Yeah..." Caleb sighed again.

"I'll move..." But he'd have to. His phone was ringing. Gregory sighed, pulling away. "Hello?"

"Gregory?" Thomas' voice was somewhere between sad and angry, and Caleb pushed himself up onto his elbows.

Gregory blinked. "Er... hello? Who is this?"

"It's Thomas!" The man's voice was edging on desperate now.

Gregory sighed, flopping back onto the bed. "What? I thought I told you to leave me alone."

"But... I talked to Stephen... and he said you went back to... Him."

Caleb quirked a brow, "By 'him' I suppose the little rat means me."

Gregory nodded, rolling his eyes. "Yes... I went back to the man I love... after some proper groveling on his part. How is this your business?"

"Because I loved you first!"

Gregory blinked. "Er..."

"See? You can't deny what you know is true."

Caleb's jaw clenched, and he eyed the phone in Gregory's hand.

"Look, Thomas... the point is... I don't even know you. I'm with Caleb. I love him... and if you don't stop calling or following me... I'll tell the police."

"But you love me, I know you do!"

Caleb growled, "He's been following you?" Stupid little fuck. If he kept it up, he wouldn't live to see his next birthday.

Gregory swallowed. "No... I don't." He pressed the off button on the phone, hanging up on the annoyance as he closed his eyes.

Caleb's hands curled into fists, "Greg... he's been following you?"

"Doesn't matter."

Caleb nearly growled again, "It DOES matter, Greg! He could be... fuck, plotting a murder or something."

Gregory swallowed, blinking open his eyes. "I'm fine.... I don't think he's... dangerous."

Caleb slowly unclenched his hands, letting himself fall back onto the pillows, "Fine..."

"I'm... going to get in the shower." Gregory rolled out of the bed, moving towards the bathroom.

Caleb bit his lip, staring up at the ceiling. Straighten one thing out, screw up another.

Gregory shut the door behind him as it became clear that Caleb wasn't going to follow him.

Caleb heard the door click and reached for the phone. He hit star six nine quickly, and held the phone up to his ear. The 'friendly' voice related the number to him, and he repeated it to himself quietly until it was successfully lodged in his memory. If Thomas called again... He was getting a call back.
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