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Between us… (NC-17)
Disclaimers: Not mine, never will be. I own nothing you recognize in here nor do I make a profit from this work of fan fiction. This is purely for my own and my readers’ enjoyment. I hope. This work contains slash, consensual sexual contact between two males. If this squicks you, go read something else please and don’t bother me with your righteous outrage over two guys going at it like bunnies just released from prison.

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic , Ha, Hamster Witch, and Uberbeta…more slash for ya! This pairing was requested by Babs (and I think her Bishi Harem had something to do with it! 😉 ). So…here ya go. Squishy goodness!

It was the third night of clandestine meeting, the third night of hurried, fevered groping and kissing, whispered pleas and groaned exultation. The third night of secrecy. Scott had tried to keep it to himself, tried to tell himself, believe that it was nothing, a product of stress or maybe displaced camaraderie. Three days after the truth, he was not sure whether to be happy or not. “Hey…”
“Mmmm?”
“Just…hey.” He smiled, though, despite his inner wonderings. He could not help himself…he really was happier than he should have been, given the situation. He was warm and felt really good. It had been hours since they coupled so frantically, seeking touch and release before they might get caught. Hours and hours. “You awake?”
“Mmm.”
Scott smiled and slipped his hand down his partner’s stomach-he could not bring himself to use the word lover for him, not now. He did not love him…he just wanted him. It went both ways, it seemed, and neither was upset about that. He could feel the stirrings of lust and arousal beneath his hand, the quickening of his partner’s length, the influx of need. :”It’s still dark out…”
“You think anyone’s noticed we didn’t go to bed last night?”
“Nobody came to look for us,” he whispered in reply, stroking his fingers over the hard length of flesh. “We have a little time…”
“That’s very good,” he sighed. Scott was not sure if he meant the touching or the fact they had not been caught. “Do that again…”
Ah, he smiled inwardly. The touching. He closed his hand over the now-throbbing arousal, deftly moving his partner to full fledged need. He could feel his breath quicken, the slender bare back pressed against his own broad chest, his own arousal pressing against tender skin, flesh so recently explornd und used and given freely. Dawn was slowly making the dark sky gray with a tinge of pink and Scott knew their time was shorter than he previously thought. People would be starting their duties soon, going to the outbuildings to start their daily chores. Pausing for a moment to adjust his partner, pushing his leg forward to gain access to entry, Scott kissed the back of his neck and earned a purring moan for his efforts. He resumed his stroking, pressing his arousal against the tight aperture slowly. He was still slick and warm from hours before, still ready. As he increased his rhythm, feeling his friend and partner move against him, sticky need seeping from the head of his arousal, Scott slid his own length slowly inside, a fraction at a time, moans thick in the air as tight flesh made movement nearly painful. He understood what it meant that something felt so good it hurt now. He never wanted to stop, the feeling of his friend’s lithe body moving against him, drawing his own responses from him, addictive and dizzying. He did not last very long in the early morning light, moments and minutes of sweat-slick pleasure and grappling turning into gasping groans and febrile, smothered shouts as he filled his friend with release, feeling hot seed spurting over his hand as they reached mutual completion.
“It’s almost light…”
“Yeah.”
“I’d better go… It’ll look less suspicious if you come out of here alone.”
“Yeah.” He watched his friend get dressed and sighed. “Kurt…”
“Ja, I know. Just betwes.”s.”