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Scott was walking around backstage reacquainting himself with some of the talent while Kevin laid in wait for Shawn at the trainer's room. Not that he wasn't concerned about Shawn, but the blading incident hadn't been one of Shawn's bloodbaths so if he wanted to play obstinate about medical attention per usual, Scott would leave the browbeating to Kevin. It was so nice being backstage in the WWF...er E again. He really should remember that for the promos or Vince would have his head. He was in the process of trying to hunt down Hunter to see how he was doing after the "brawl" on-screen when he passed by a small group of younger stars including Maven and Johnny Nitro.

"I can not believe they are sticking me with these backstage segments with Bischoff. Apparently they don't have time for me to have real matches anymore with all of these old geezers around demanding time on the show."

Considering that Johnny was looking directly at him when he made the comment, there was no real way for Scott to mistake his meaning. Who the hell did this young pup think he was anyway? Taking a few steps closer to the man in question, Scott looked him up and down in assessment. So far he wasn't impressed...not impressed at all.

"You have a problem with me, rookie?" he asked smoothly. He leaned against the wall casually with his arms crossed over his chest, toothpick firmly clenched between his teeth. His relaxed position belied the tension building in him while he waited for a response.

"What do you think Hall?" The sneer in his voice and the way that Johnny rolled his eyes was just a little too much for Scott to let slide. Apparently this rookie needed to learn some manners.

Spitting out the toothpick and lunging from the wall with no warning at all, Scott heard a startled a squeak from Maven just as his fist connected with Johnny's nose. He could hear Maven shouting behind them even as his momentum carried him and Johnny to the floor.

****

Whistling tunelessly, Kevin strode down the hall, looking for Scott. They'd agreed that Kev would check on Shawn, since the idiot usually shrugged off medical attention unless he was dragged in and held down... Kev couldn't help but grin at the memories that phrase brought back. Maybe they could arrange some holding down sometime soon again. As he wandered backstage, he started wondering where the hell Scotty had gone. He'd wanted to get reacquainted with people, but he wasn't in the locker room or by the monitors or...

Damn. As he heard shouting, Kevin had a sudden sinking sensation that he knew exactly where Scott was. He jogged toward the commotion, cursing himself for not being as young as he used to be. Not that he was _old_, dammit, but there'd been a time when he could've run the length of the arena without feeling like he was dying. He skidded to a halt as he reached a small but growing clump of people and groaned as he saw that he was right.

Shoving through the people surrounding the two men rolling around on the floor, he stopped and glared, shaking his head.

"Scott!"

Okay, so that had been a little louder than he'd meant for it to be. Not that it mattered, since Scott was still ignoring him. He heaved a sigh and waded into the thick of it, leaning down to wrap his arms around Scott's waist and pulling him back. He staggered as he stood up; Scott wasn't that much smaller than him. He tightened his grasp as Scott growled, refusing to let go... and trying not to notice the way that Scott's angry writhing body was rubbing against him.

"Calm down, Scotty." Shifting his grasp, he turned Scott around to face him and ran a hand across his shoulders. Glancing over Scott's shoulder, he saw a glaring kid... Johnny, his mind supplied with some reluctance... being helped to his feet by Maven. A sigh escaped him at the sight of the rapidly blackening eye that the kid was sporting.

He returned his attention to Scott, who seemed to be calmer, and ran a hand through his dark hair. He couldn't care less who was watching them; everyone in the business knew about them, and they'd only been back together for a few weeks. It was still recent enough to feel new again, and he still thanked any deity who'd listen every day for having enough mercy to let Scotty get straightened out this time.

"You okay? What the hell happened?"

****

He'd vaguely heard Kevin's shout but the anger flowing through him blocked any thoughts of letting the kid go. He wanted to make sure beyond a doubt that he'd proven his point to the young upstart, which is why despite the solid feeling of Kevin's arms wrapping around him Scott didn't immediately drop the fight. He knew that Kevin wasn't going to be happy about him getting into a brawl so soon after they'd rejoined the company and he hadn't intended things to go quite so far, but the kid just hadn't known when to shut up.

Scott was still sensitive to any mention of his drinking problem. Especially since this last bout had caused him to be separated from Kevin. He'd never be able to make up for the pain and misery he'd caused his lover, but he was determined to do his best and try to put the past behind him in the process. Some rookie who barely had his boots wet couldn't possibly have a clue about the things he'd said or done...the hurt that he'd caused. He'd be damned if someone like that was going to bring up the subject with him and not pay for it.

Not wanting to hurt Kevin in his bid to get a hold of Nitro again, Scott finally managed to get himself under control...a bit anyway. Kevin's touch and his quiet sigh helped to calm him more than anything. Lord how he hated when Kevin sighed like that. More often than not it meant that Scott had disappointed him once again. That sound pushed away any thoughts of taking another swing at Nitro and the gentle hand running through his hair triggered a slight bit of shame, a very slight bit, in him over the ruckus he'd caused. Vince was not going to be happy.

_"You okay? What the hell happened?"_

Leaning his head against Kevin's shoulder for a moment to gather his thoughts, Scott ignored the fact that they were being watched. Anyone that didn't know about them soon would and Scott wasn't about to hide his relationship with Kevin for the sake of anyone's sensibilities.

"Yeah, Kev. I'm fine." There was a hint of self-disgust in Scott's voice, but it was quickly replaced by a hint of the anger he'd felt earlier. "The rookie," Scott said, deliberately not giving him the courtesy of using his name, "didn't think that this 'broken-down old drunk'..." The phrase was accompanied by a glare tossed over his shoulder at the person who had supplied it earlier. "...had what it took to be active in the ring anymore and I just decided to show him how wrong he was. That's all."

Brushing off his shirt to rid it of the dirt from the floor in the hallway, Scott turned a grin on his lover. It most likely wasn't the best move he could have made with the mood Kevin appeared to be in after his explanation, but the apology his heart was demanding he give the big man wasn't something he was willing to make a public spectacle. It was still an unspoken rule that they didn't air Clique business in front of anyone that wasn't Clique. Occasionally they were a little lax on that rule when it came to their assorted lovers, like Glen, whom he'd spotted standing to the side with Sean, but it was a rarity. For now, Scott would play his cocky self to the extreme and they'd deal with any resulting issues after they were away from prying eyes.

Laying a hand in the middle of Kevin's chest, Scott ran it slowly down over his abs before hooking his fingers shallowly in the waistband of Kevin's pants. "So, Kev... did you bully Heartbreaker into seeing the trainer?" he asked, his voice smooth as honey as he tried to adopt a look of innocence.

****

Listening to Scott's explanation, Kevin could feel his own temper rising. He bit back a growl and glared at the little punk over Scott's shoulder, suddenly wishing that he hadn't been quite so fast in pulling them apart. A broken collarbone or rib would've meant that he'd be out for a while; a black eye just meant that he'd be visiting makeup longer than normal.

He tightened his embrace, knowing how insecure Scott still was about practically everything, but especially their relationship. Not that he had any plans of letting the man go now; if they'd made it through hell and back---repeatedly---he wasn't about to walk away because of a temper flare. Especially one that was so well deserved.

Scott's grin and sudden cocky attitude told Kevin more than his lover probably knew. That insecurity ran to himself as well, and Kev knew that he'd be spending some time tonight reassuring Scott. His flippant words made Kevin shake his head, smiling a little. They were definitely going to have some alone time tonight; he wasn't about to let unwarranted guilt eat Scotty up. The intimate touch, especially in such a public place, sent a shiver through him and he pulled Scott close up against him, not caring about the people around them.

"Didn't bully him; he was already heading there," he answered, his voice husky. Dammit, that glint in Scott's eye told him that his lover knew _exactly_ what he'd just done. Lowering his voice, he growled, "I think I might have to bully _you_ tonight, though... pound you right into the ground. Make you scream. Maybe even make you pass out."

Drawing a breath, he leaned forward and breathed into Scott's ear. "How does that sound to you?"

****

_"How does that sound to you?"_

It took a moment for Scott to process the question. Between the heated breath blowing against his ear and the husky growl that accompanied it, it really wasn't that hard to figure out why. Scott absolutely loved it when Kev got all growly on him. In fact, that was probably the main reason that his legs felt like jelly right now. There was another part of him that felt nothing at all like jelly though, as Kevin was about to find out.

Leaning forward until his cheek brushed gently against Kevin's chest, Scott shifted in his embrace managing to slyly inform Kevin exactly how it sounded to him when the result of Kevin's words brushed against his hip. Pulling away slightly he lifted his head until his eyes met Kevin's. His mouth tilted in a smirk and a twinkle in his eye, he finally got around to giving Kevin a verbal response.

"Sounds to me like I'm going to be obstinate a little more often if that's the kind of bullying you're going to do," Scott said quietly, slowly wiggling his fingers that were still hooked in the top of Kevin's pants. He was just about to suggest that the two of them make a hasty exit and head back to the hotel when a loud voice interrupted his rather erotic train of thought.

"Scott! That was so awesome. He's going to have a black eye for sure. You know Vince is going to freak."

Scott laid his head against Kevin's chest for a moment again before taking a deep breath and turning to face the new arrivals while managing to stick close to Kevin's side. He noticed that most of the crowd seemed to have cleared except for a straggler here and there. "Hey, Kid," Scott said, happiness in his voice over seeing his friend. Ignoring the obvious statements and opening his arms wide, he swept Sean up in a hug, keeping it brief in the hopes that Sean would not announce his obvious condition to the whole company. Not that he honestly cared, but he'd made enough of a scene for tonight.

After releasing Sean, Scott turned and nodded at Glen who returned the gesture. "Shawn! Did you see that? Get that sexy boy ass over here!" Scott and Glen shared a smile of amusement when Sean's voice rang out again though Scott really could have done without the reminder of the fight; he'd much rather have been thinking about what was going to happen when he and Kev got back to the hotel room.

****

Scott turned to look at Shawn as he approached the group minimally surprised to see Dave accompanying him. Not that he had any problems with Dave, he barely knew the man. He just hadn't been aware that there was anything going on between the two of them that would induce Shawn to invite him to join their little group after what had just occurred. Scott pulled Shawn into a quick hug, trying to stealthily check his forehead as he did so.

"Nice work tonight Shawn." Letting his eyes wander once again to the man standing next to Shawn, Scott decided he'd wait to see what was going on between the two before making any kind of verbal observation. "You too, Dave."

He was on the verge of hoping that the discussion of the fight was over, at least until he and Kevin were alone, when he heard Hunter's voice behind them.

_" Scott! I leave you alone for five minutes and you wipe the floor with some rookie? You couldn't have waited for me? I wanted to get pictures."_

Scott flinched before he could stop himself, but quickly pulled the smile back onto his face. Hunter was one of the reasons he felt so bad for starting the fight in the first place. Vince always seemed to hold Hunter responsible for the rest of their actions for some unknown reason. The last thing he wanted was to cause Hunter any grief over something which looking back seemed so minor. Wanting to keep the conversation in the joking spirit that Hunter had intended, Scott turned and looked at his friend.

"Well, if I'd found the person I was looking for, namely you, then you would have been here when it happened," he said loudly with a wink. "Not my fault you're so damn hard to find, Hunter."

Taking a step closer to the man who had eluded him earlier, Scott swept him up in a bear hug and whispered an almost silent "sorry, Hunter" against his shoulder. As he pulled away he took his position once again next to Kevin, drawing strength from his lover. As happy as he was to see his family, he wished that he and Kevin had managed to make good their escape since his body hadn't cooled off one bit from Kevin's early teasing.

****

Kevin realised that his expression was probably giving away how he was feeling to anyone who was looking at him, but he really didn't care. Hunter was up to his games again, and while Kev did appreciate that Hunt didn't just think about himself when using his ties with Vince, he didn't appreciate getting yanked around on said ties because somebody had a bad day. Watching some of the tension leave Scott as he hugged Hunter, though, made him take a deep breath and force himself to lighten up a little. If the man could make his lover happier just with a hug and some words too low for anyone else to hear, then he should probably at least try to treat him normally.

But he was definitely going to take Hunt aside and have a nice, long chat with him... sometime soon.

_"No ring rust I see Kev. Scotty keep giving those joints a work out?" _

Kevin rolled his eyes but couldn't help the little smirk as he put an arm around Scott's shoulders and pulled him close again. Screw whatever anyone else thought. Having Scotty back was still new, and this time, he was determined not to take his lover for granted. If that meant being openly affectionate in public spaces, well... to be honest, that was nothing new. Vince might frown on it, but who cared?

"In more ways than one, Hunt." The amusement lacing his voice was genuine, as was the heat in his eyes as he caught Scott's gaze again. Leaning forward a little, he whispered, "We're ditching _everybody_ just as soon as we can." Pausing, he let his eyes wander over Scott, the well-loved sight just fanning the flames. "It's been a while since we've made out in a limo, hasn't it?"

Glancing around, he noticed that most of the earlier observers had left. He saw Shawn talking to Batista and his eyebrows raised. The Animal obviously had a crush on Shawn---who didn't? But Shawn had seemed oblivious earlier... now there was a glint in his eyes that Kevin recognised. He didn't know Dave, but if Shawn thought the man was worth his time, he'd make a point of getting to know him. Although... as he watched, he saw Shawn glance at Hunter a couple of times, and then Batista did... and that slightly hopeful look on the man's face faded. Kevin frowned. What the hell was going on with those two, and what did Hunter have to do with it?

_"If you're finished Kid, there are a couple of limos out front to take us to the hotel."_

Scott shifting in his arms brought him back to reality. Their stuff was still in the locker room and while normally he'd just go grab it and rejoin Scott on the way out, tonight he was really reluctant to let his lover out of his arms, let alone his sight, anymore than was necessary. Impatience flared, and he stepped away from the wall, his arm still around Scott.

"Sounds good, Hunt. We'll just grab our stuff and go claim a ride, then."

****

_"Not even a problem Scotty. Family right?"_

Yes they were family, which meant even if it was a problem, Hunter would still say the same thing. Scott smiled as he leaned into Kevin's side thankful that Hunter had at least tried to make him feel less guilty. It hadn't really worked, but he'd make it up to all of them later.

He knew he wasn't imagining things either. The tension was so thick between Hunter and Kev that you would need a very big, very sharp knife to cut through it. Obviously he'd missed something. He'd have to ask Kev about it later, but at the moment... Scott kept the smile on his face while listening to the banter between Kev and Hunter. No way was he going to let Kev get rusty...any part of him. Kevin's arm dropped around him and Scott leaned further into him. He really, really wanted to be alone with Kev right about now and from the way it sounded Kev felt the same way.

_"We're ditching everybody just as soon as we can."_

Oh thank goodness. Scott shivered under the heat of Kevin's stare. Alone...they needed to be alone very soon or else Vince was going to have more to complain about than just PDA. Scott heard something then that made him realize he was going to have to hang around for at least a few more minutes. He was actually surprised that he could pick up on it, but maybe his hearing had improved to make up for all those drunk stumbling stupors where he couldn't see what he was running into. Shaking his head for letting himself touch on that subject when he had more important things to worry about. Shawn...rather Shawn and Dave.

_"I was thinking more like you, me, dinner... tonight."_

Christ Shawn, put the ego away. He'd seen the change in Dave from eager to almost accepting and now the big man looked almost like he'd been struck dumb. Obviously Dave had somehow clued into one of the Clique's best kept secrets...so secret that Scott was probably the only one that had noticed the extent of it. The one good thing about his drunken spells were that people were less cautious around him and he tended to somehow pick up on more at those times...not that it was worth what it cost him, but the information came in handy sometimes. He'd just have to play devil's advocate and stir things up a bit, Scott thought as he watched Dave walk away and Shawn's reaction to it. He watched Shawn walking dejectedly towards the locker room and grimaced. The sooner he put his two cents in the better.

_"Sounds good, Hunt. We'll just grab our stuff and go claim a ride, then."_

They were soon walking down the hall, Scott letting Kevin lead him with the arm around his shoulder. As they were approaching the locker room that Shawn had ducked into a moment or two earlier, Dave came walking out. Laying a hand against Kevin's chest to stop him, Scott looked up at him imploringly.

"Could you go ahead and grab the bags? I want to talk to Dave for a minute." He smiled at Kev, asking for understanding and hoping he'd give in without asking a bunch of questions right now. "Then I think we've got a date for a bit of limo rocking." Winking at Kev, Scott waited to see his reaction.

****

Cocking an eyebrow at his lover, Kevin shrugged slightly. If Scotty wanted to talk to Dave, that was fine with him... although he wondered what Scott had picked up that he'd missed. It wasn't like either of them knew the man, but Kev _did_ know that Scott loved playing matchmaker when he got a chance. Smiling at him, Kev nodded.

"I'll grab our stuff... and I think I'm going to corner Shawn, too." With a little smirk, he slipped his hand down to Scott's ass to grope him before entering the locker room. When he glanced around as he picked up their bags and didn't see Shawn, he frowned but then spotted the side door. Apparently Heartbreaker thought he could avoid them, hmm? He walked out the main door and nodded at Scott, jerking his head in the direction of the exit to let him know where he was going.

When he reached the exit and spotted Shawn leaning against the limo, depression practically oozing out of him, he sighed. Whatever had been said between him and Batista, it obviously hadn't gone how Shawn had wanted. It was amazing, really. Everyone was so used to seeing The Heartbreak Kid that few people ever looked underneath that image to see the real Shawn... and even fewer of them ever realised that the uber-confident, arrogant attitude was a complete lie on both fronts. Shawn was one of the most insecure people he'd ever met, at least as far as his personal life went. He really was that confident in his professional skills, as well he should be, but Kev had never figured out why Shawn seemed to feel doomed to be alone.

Well, then. He dropped the bags he was carrying next to the nearest limo, then walked around it to lean next to Shawn.

"So... what's up, Shawn?" Kevin had never seen the point in beating around the bush, and he knew that he had approximately a snowball's chance in hell of getting anything out of Shawn right now besides attitude anyway, but he felt obligated to try. He slitted a look at Shawn without being too obvious about it and almost winced. Shawn had that closed-in, closed-off look to him that he got when he was feeling down... and he tended to be downright bitchy when he got like that.

"What do you care, Kev? It's not a Clique problem." Shawn's voice was sullen and Kev could see that Shawn's eyes were still closed.

"If it has to do with you, it is, Shawn." Trying to gentle his voice, he laid a hand on Shawn's shoulder, unsurprised but still a little hurt when Shawn shrugged it off.

"Nothing that you can help with, Kev. Just me and my big mouth and somebody else who doesn't want either of them." The bitterness in Shawn's voice did make Kev wince, but he recognised it. As much as he wanted nothing more than to wrap Shawn in his arms and reassure him, he knew that it would only piss Shawn off.

"Well... if you need me, Shawn, you know I'm here." With a last look at the other man, he sighed and walked back to the entrance of the building, deciding that he'd wait inside by the door for Scott. Leaning against the wall, he wondered what the hell Hunter had to do with this. Obviously Shawn was talking about Dave, but what were all those looks at Hunter?

****

Kevin's obvious grope almost changed Scott's mind about his plan. He tightly held onto the thought of helping Shawn to get him through the next little bit without his lover nearby. He and Kev really needed to be alone and soon.

He tried catching Dave's eye as he walked past, but the man seemed to be having some pretty deep thoughts. It would probably be best to shock him into standing still rather than just asking. He didn't know Dave, but Hunter seemed to really like the guy and had gone to bat for Dave to join his newest stable on TV. Hunter wouldn't have done that if he didn't actually think the guy was worth it. Still, that didn't mean that the guy would want to talk to him, friend of Hunter's or not.

"So you figured it out all by yourself, eh?" Scott decided to just toss it out there and see if Dave bit. Of course, he'd be happy if he got a little bit of information as to what exactly the 'it' was.

"I don't know what you're talking about Hall." Scott shook his head at the obvious evasion. The stubborn look on Dave's face told Scott that he'd have to offer up a bit of information before he got any in return.

"Dave, I know you're interested in Shawn. I heard the whole conversation. Despite what you've figured out that doesn't mean that Shawn isn't interested." Scott knew Dave wasn't buying it yet, and he could understand the man's reluctance, but that didn't mean that Scott couldn't convince him. He sure as hell was going to try. Kevin caught Scott's eye as he stepped out of the locker room and Scott nodded in understanding over his unspoken message. Dave, who had started speaking again, seemed oblivious to Kev's presence.

"Shawn is interested in me helping him figure out what's going on with Hunter, that's about the extent of it, but thanks for the laugh." From Dave's tone and stance, Scott figured he had about five seconds to stop the big man from walking away from him. He tried to come up with something that didn't quite divulge the extent of Shawn's preoccupation with Hunter, but came up flat. He'd just have to go with the truth and hope that Dave let him explain it.

"Just because Shawn's in love with Hunter and has been for years, doesn't mean that he can't be interested in anyone else." That seemed to work well, Scott thought to himself, at least he's not running off right away. He was about to explain that it was unlikely that Shawn would ever tell Hunter about it considering the fact that he hadn't so far, when Dave laughed. The look on Dave's face was the same look that accompanied a concussion and Scott wasn't quite sure why. That laugh had sounded rather eerie as well now that he thought about it.

"It can if he finds out that Hunter's just as in love with him and he will because I'm going to make sure of it. I'm sure they'll be very happy together once they both realize how blind they've been." As Dave walked away, Scott groaned and leaned against the wall. He'd completely misread Dave, thinking that it was Shawn he had clued in on, not Hunter. Now Dave knew the truth about both Shawn and Hunter and from the looks of things, he wasn't overjoyed. Scott rubbed his hands over his face and sank into a crouch with his back pressing against the wall behind him.

He had no doubt that Dave would tell Shawn what he knew. There was going to be some pretty heavy fall-out from this fiasco and it was going to be at least partially his fault. Shawn and Hunter were finally going to have to face their feelings and just where did that leave Dave? He hadn't wanted anyone to get hurt in this thing, but maybe it was for the best that it all came out.

Scott tilted his head back and let it thud against the wall. Kev probably wouldn't be ecstatic about how he'd handled things and he would have to tell Kev. Now he had more than one thing to apologize for tonight. Scott sat for a moment more, trying and failing to come up with some way to avert the trouble that was looming ahead. Sighing as he finally pushed himself to his feet, he decided that he'd better go find Kevin. He could spend the interval trying to figure out how to explain himself.

"Fuck, I could use a ..." Scott cut himself off sharply as he once again leaned against the wall. No! He was not going to think that way. The last time he'd slipped it had nearly cost him everything...Kevin, his family, and damn near his life. He was still surprised that he hadn't lost everything. Kevin was way too forgiving...more-so than Scott deserved. "I will not do that to him again. I just won't," he whispered quietly to himself as he pushed away from the wall again still slightly shaking.

Taking a moment to step in the locker room and run a comb through his hair, Scott pulled himself together. Once he convinced himself that he had himself under control enough that Kevin wouldn't notice any difference, Scott walked down the hallway towards the exit. He was not going to ruin this night with Kevin. He needed it too damn much. Then after he spent a little time in his lover's arms he could apologize for all the trouble he'd caused tonight.

As he neared the exit to the parking garage, he spotted Kevin talking to Hunter. There was still that weird tension between the two of them that Scott couldn't figure out, but he was too preoccupied at the moment to give it his full attention. As Hunter turned and walked away, Scott walked up behind Kev and slid an arm around his waist. Leaning into the larger man, Scott let himself bask in Kevin's presence for a second before speaking.

"Ready to go rock the limo, Kev?" Scott asked huskily as he rubbed his hand over Kevin's hip.

****

Kevin felt himself relaxing just from Scott's touch. He could tell that his lover was upset about something, but respected the fact that he obviously didn't want to talk about it just yet. Instead, he turned and smirked at Scott.

"More than ready." He tilted his head so that he could kiss Scott's lips, purposefully keeping it short and teasing. "We're sharing a ride with Glen and Sean, though... just so you know." He pulled Scott tight up against him and felt his body stir again as his hand wandered down to Scott's ass and squeezed. Running his other hand through Scott's hair, Kevin tilted his lover's head back and licked at his lips, nibbling at the lower one until they parted, allowing him entrance. With a low growl, he plundered Scott's mouth, losing himself in the other man until he had to come up for air.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, he let his eyes slide over Scott, enjoying the view. The sight of his lover, breathless and flushed, his eyes wide and dark, never failed to make him react. He tightened his embrace and ground his hips against Scotty's as he licked delicately at his ear, tracing the whorls with his tongue.

"When we get back to the hotel, I am going to lock the door, strip you naked, and taste every inch of your body. I'm going to make you beg, Scotty... make you _scream_," Kevin whispered hoarsely, his breath puffing against Scott's ear.

The sound of car doors slamming reminded him of where they were and reluctantly, he forced himself to pull away from his lover. As shameless as he was, and as much as he loved being the center of attention, he wasn't about to have sex with Scott in a parking garage. Taking a deep breath and telling himself that they didn't have much longer to wait, Kevin belatedly remembered that Scott had been concerned about Dave for some reason.

Oh yeah..." Clearing his throat, he tried not to sound as though he were drowning in lust for the incredibly gorgeous guy he was holding in his arms. "Hunt's taking Shawn and Dave out to dinner." He heard a car engine start and out of the corner of his eye saw one of the limos start moving. "Guess that's them leaving now."

****

_"We're sharing a ride with Glen and Sean, though...."_

Scott was almost to the point that he didn't really care. It was just Sean and Glen after all and they knew all about Kev and him. It wasn't like they would be shocked at anything they'd see. Hell, Sean and Glen would most likely be even worse than they would. The hand on his ass and the way Kev kissed him didn't help at all in persuading him to behave himself during the ride to the hotel.

_"I'm going to make you beg, Scotty... make you scream."_

Scott whined quietly when Kevin pulled away from him. Hell, he was close to begging and screaming right now. He was to the point that if Kev had pushed him against the door and proceeded to do him right there in front of god and everyone, Scott wouldn't have complained in the least, but...he knew that as tempting as the idea might be, Kevin wouldn't do it.

Hopefully the limo ride would be short and very, very quick. Just as he was about to grab Kev's hand and drag him over to the limo, Kevin spoke again.

_"Guess that's them leaving now."_

Oh fucking hell! He'd gotten so wrapped up in Kevin, as he always did, that he'd forgotten the need to intercept Shawn or Hunter before they left. And now Hunter was taking both Dave _and_ Shawn out to dinner? Scott could just imagine the carnage that could ensue at that restaurant. Thank god he and Kev were going back to the hotel and not out to eat. Scott suppressed the hysterical laugh that wanted to pop out of him at that stupid thought.

"He's...he's taking _both_ of them? Are you sure?" Scott asked as he sagged against Kevin's side.

When he screwed up, he really screwed up. Maybe Dave hadn't said anything to either of them yet. Maybe he had changed his mind. Maybe they should hurry back to the hotel so that they could be there when either Shawn or Hunter called them in hysterics.

"Hey! We've really enjoyed the show, but would you two get your asses in the limo so that we can go back to the hotel now?" Sean's voice broke through Scott's thoughts of doom and gloom.

Grabbing Kevin's hand he led him over to the limo and climbed inside. As soon as Kev sat next to him, Scott plastered himself up against Kevin's side, his mind racing a hundred miles an hour as he tried to come up with some way to explain everything to Kevin. Of course that wasn't going to happen until after Kev made him scream as promised. Then he'd confess his sins and hope that Kevin didn't get too upset with him.

****

Kevin blinked at Scotty, not quite sure what he'd said to prod his lover into that upset-dejected slump and kind of worried about it. He frowned, wondering if it had to do with whatever the hell was going on with Shawn and Hunter and Dave. Sure, Shawn and Hunt had been dancing around each other for years, but Kev had figured that if neither of them had done anything about it by the time Steph hooked Hunt, they weren't going to now, either. Maybe Dave had--

_"Hey! We've really enjoyed the show, but would you two get your asses in the limo so that we can go back to the hotel now?"_

Rolling his eyes, he let Scott lead him over to the limo, a little surprised by how clingy he was once they were inside. Not that he was complaining, mind you, but it was unexpected, given how fiercely Scott had protected his independence once he was clean. Sometimes he kind of missed the days when Scotty would curl up into his arms and let Kev shield him from the world... but the reasons for that behavior weren't worth it, and Kevin most certainly didn't miss the drunken screaming matches and injuries and hateful words. Tearful apologies always followed, and he'd almost hated those more, knowing how much Scott hated himself for what he did.

Wrapping an arm around Scott, he nodded at Sean and Glen, and then ignored them as the limo started moving and he pulled his lover onto his lap. Grinning at Scott, he slid his arm down to Scott's waist as he kissed his cheek, blowing across his ear. He put his free hand on Scott's knee, slowly sliding up his thigh as he licked a path down the side of Scotty's neck, nibbling at the junction of neck and shoulder. Sliding his tongue along Scott's collarbone, his fingers crept up until they rested at Scott's crotch, barely touching the bulge obvious even through the denim.

Shifting a little as his body reacted to Scott's squirming on top of him, he leaned back a little and spread his legs farther apart, the hand at Scotty's waist slipping underneath the t-shirt he was wearing. Kevin sighed as he touched warm flesh, smiling against Scotty's neck. He never got tired of relearning the contours of Scott's body.

"Love you Scott, so much," he whispered, his hands tightening on Scott's body for a split-second.

****

He had honestly been trying to help, so maybe Kev wouldn't be too mad at him. He considered trying to call Hunt's cell phone, but if they were already into the discussion it might make it even worse if he interfered. He had no clue what the number to the limo might be so calling the driver to take the trio back to the hotel instead of a restaurant was completely out...

Kevin's arm dropped around him and once again all thoughts of anyone except for the two of them vanished, especially once Kevin had pulled him onto his lap. The arm slipping around his waist gave him a sense of security that he really needed right now. He squirmed slightly trying to get more than the barely-there touch of Kevin's hand at his groin and tilted his head to give Kevin better access to the sensitive spot on his neck. It was amazing how worked up Kev could get him with a few simple touches.

The warm hand slipping over his bare skin drew a small shudder from him. He wanted that hand all over him, but at the same time he didn't want to be interrupted in the middle of something when they reached the hotel. He had no objections to sex in the limo, but he was pretty sure they didn't have enough time and Sean and Glen were too anxious to reach the hotel to agree to taking the scenic route. So be it, they'd have to settle for foreplay, which wasn't something to object to by any means.

_"Love you Scott, so much."_

He hadn't realized until Kev said it exactly how much he'd needed to hear it right then. Whining quietly over the teasing touches that Kev was allowing him, Scott decided that he wasn't about to let Kevin have all the fun. He slid one hand into Kev's blond locks and brushed his cheek gently against his lover's. His other hand settled on Kevin's broad shoulder with a gentle squeeze.

"Not sure I always deserve it, but damn glad you do. Love you too, Kev," he whispered quietly just before use the hand tangled in Kevin's hair to draw his head backward. He brushed his lips gently over Kevin's a couple of times as the hand on Kevin's shoulder slipped teasingly down over the jersey covering his chest.

When Scott's hand encountered the bottom of the jersey, he tugged it up slightly and settled his hand firmly on the tempting bulge confined within blue denim. Moaning quietly in anticipation, Scott covered Kevin's mouth with his own and kissed him deeply, slowly.

****

Kevin shivered as Scotty's fingers slid into his hair, teasing his scalp. He'd always been sensitive to having his hair played with, and Scott wasn't above using that weakness to his advantage. He realised that both of them were in a more... thoughtful mood than normal and determined to enjoy every second of it. Scott had been more conscientious since they reunited, and he'd been more gentle, but this was almost something new. Something sweet.

_"Not sure I always deserve it, but damn glad you do. Love you too, Kev,"_

If Scott hadn't pulled his head backwards at that moment, Kevin would probably have glared at his lover. He knew Scott was insecure and knew why, but he should know by now that Kev would _always_ love him, no matter what; he always had. True, there were things in the past that had been pretty terrible, but they were in the past now. Before he could try to express any of those thoughts, Scott's lips were brushing against his and his hand...

Kevin groaned against Scotty's mouth as his lover cupped his erection through his jeans. He pulled his own hand away from Scott's chest and tangled it in his black locks as he eagerly responded to Scott's kiss, recognising his lover's desire to lead. He shifted his other hand to cup Scott's straining length, moving his hand over it in a slow caress. He was tempted to unzip those jeans and touch Scotty for real, but knew that they didn't have enough time. He contented himself with languidly exploring Scott's mouth, caressing the back of his neck as they kissed.

He was lost in Scott, oblivious to the world around them until Glen's amused voice penetrated the soft haze that surrounded him.

"As nice as you two are to watch, we're here, and I have plans of my own tonight."

Breaking away from Scott enough to look over his shoulder, Kevin realised they'd reached the hotel and that the limo had stopped. He leaned his head briefly against Scott's, kissing him one last time before smiling ruefully at him.

"Time to get out, sweetheart," he said softly. "The sooner we get to our room, the sooner I can have you naked and writhing."

****

Scott was completely caught up in Kevin, but it was no surprise since that was the same thing that happened every time his lover touched him. It was only one of the reasons that Scott would always love Kevin. The big man had the ability to make him forget everything but the two of them and the connection that they shared. Scott knew that he needed to deal with the real world, but for just a little while he could lose himself in Kevin and forget all the turmoil he inevitably ended up causing.

Kevin's slow lazy caress along his length was driving him crazy, making him ache for more skin on skin contact. The soft stroking of Kevin's hand over the back of his neck sent delicious little sparks running up and down his spine. These gentle touches were so in contrast to how they'd always been before. Since they had been back together, they seemed to be more in tune with each other than ever before and it had deepened the love he'd already had for Kevin. They'd always loved each other, but there had been things that had kept them apart at times, most notably Scott's dependence on the bottle.

Since he'd managed to clean himself up this time around, things had been even better than before for the two of them. There had always been that rush to get to the end, most times with them skipping anything even close to resembling foreplay. Now though they took the time for the gentle slow kisses and tender touches. Maybe they were more mature now or maybe they were just thankful for what they'd almost lost. Scott wasn't sure which, but he loved the new facet of their relationship.

But at the moment, Scott was ready to be alone with Kevin so that they could get down to business. The teasing for the last hour or so had him more than ready to get things moving along. Were they ever going to get to the hotel? Not that Scott would notice if they had, being that he was completely lost in the taste of Kevin's sweet, warm mouth.

_"The sooner we get to our room, the sooner I can have you naked and writhing."_

Kevin's words finally penetrated the haze in Scott's brain. Scott smiled at Kevin as he ran his fingers one more time slowly through his hair. "Well then what are we waiting for?" Scott scrambled off Kevin's lap and out the limo door. He waited for Kevin to climb out as well, then grabbed his hand and led him quickly towards the elevator, calling a hasty goodbye to Glen and Sean as he went.

He tapped his foot impatiently on the floor while they waited for the elevator to arrive at the bottom floor, his hand tightly twined with Kevin's. As soon as the doors opened, he tugged Kevin inside behind him and then turned into his arms even as he pushed the button for their floor. Wrapping his arms around Kevin's waist, Scott snuggled close to him, counting every second until they hit their floor. Luckily there was no one else in the confined area, but Scott wouldn't have cared if there was. Fuck Vince. Scott was already most likely in the doghouse with the man, so if someone went running with tales of PDA to add to it, then so be it. He just didn't want to let Kevin go right now.

His hands gently playing over the bottom of Kevin's spine, he tilted his head up to smile wickedly at his lover as the doors opened. "Think we can both be naked in two minutes or less?" he asked as he let one hand drop to the bulge in Kevin's pants for a brief stroke before turning and hurrying down the hall to their room.

****

_"Well then what are we waiting for?"_

Kevin couldn't help but laugh at the eagerness in his lover's voice. Turning to the other two in the limo, he asked, "Can you two grab our bags? We checked in earlier, so it's just our ring stuff." Smiling at Sean in thanks when the smaller man nodded, he got out of the limo and allowed Scott to drag him across the lobby.

When Scott wrapped himself around him inside the elevator, Kev forced himself to take a deep breath. His cock was throbbing almost painfully against his tight pants and having Scotty all over him wasn't helping his self-control. He ran his fingers through Scott's hair, knowing that they didn't have time to actually do anything in the elevator no matter how nice the idea of fucking Scott up against the wall sounded.

_"Think we can both be naked in two minutes or less?"_

Kevin growled at the too-brief touch and followed Scott down the hall, moving at a slower pace. He kept his eyes locked on his lover, knowing that once they were inside the room, he was going to get to fulfill all the promises he'd made earlier. He was definitely looking forward to it. At the door, he leaned against Scott, almost pinning him against the door, and ran the keycard through the sensor as he smiled at the other man.

"Yes."

Gently pushing Scott ahead of him, he shut the door after placing the "do not disturb" sign on the outside and slid the bolt home. He was going to make damned sure that they weren't interrupted. He pulled his jersey off as he turned around and tossed it toward the dresser before working on his pants, letting them drop to the ground as he stalked toward his lover, heat flaring inside him.

"Your turn, Scott," he practically purred, his eyes raking over Scotty.

****

_"Yes."_

It took Scott a moment to recall what Kevin was saying yes to. With the way Kevin had him pressed up against the door, he was surprised he could remember anything at all. He shook his head to clear it a bit as Kevin pushed him through the door and turned to lock it. While Kevin was occupied with securing their privacy, Scott yanked off his boots and tossed them carelessly to the side, luckily missing the lamp on the bedside table. He paused and simply watched as Kevin's jersey flew towards the dresser and the big man divested himself of his pants.

Kevin naked was always a lovely sight to behold and this time was no different for Scott. Scott let his eyes roam over Kevin's bare form as his lover came towards him. The way Kevin looked at him, eyes so full of heat, made Scott shiver.

_"Your turn, Scott." _

Kevin's voice had his knees feeling a little weak as it always did when Kev turned that sexy little purr on him. Scott tilted his head to look at Kevin and rubbed his hand over his chin as if pondering some deep meaningful question. Lowering his hand he took a step forward, then another.

"I don't know, Kev," Scott said as he met his lover halfway, placing his hands against the warm skin of his Kevin's chest. Pressing a gentle kiss between his splayed hands, right above Kevin's heart, Scott then tilted his head up and smiled. "I don't think I'm going to manage it in two minutes after all."

Dropping to his knees before Kevin could react to what he'd said, Scott placed his hands on Kevin's hips and slid his tongue up the length of Kevin's hard shaft. Teasing his tongue slowly around the head, Scott let one hand drop from Kevin's hip to wrap around his shaft, holding it steady as Scott indulged himself in the taste of his lover. Sliding the tip past his lips, Scott enclosed the head within his mouth and teased the slit with his tongue. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to get away with his teasing much longer before Kevin decided to do something about it, Scott slid half of Kevin's large cock into his mouth. Increasing his suction, he bobbed his head slowly while relishing the salty-sweet taste lingering on his tongue.

****

Kevin raised an eyebrow as he watched Scott act thoughtful. He recognised that expression: He was in trouble tonight. The soft kiss to his chest surprised him with its gentleness, making him miss Scott's next words... until it was too late.

_"I don't think I'm going to manage it in two minutes after all." _

The question that had been on his lips escaped in the form of a gasping groan as his hands found purchase in Scotty's hair, clenching unconsciously. The only thing that kept him from thrusting forward into that wonderful hot wetness that was his lover's mouth was Scott's hand on him, holding him back as he oh so slowly drove Kevin insane.

"Scott... god..." he muttered, his eyes rolling back as Scott flicked his tongue just so before trailing his fingers down to his balls. Forcing his fingers to loosen their grip on Scott's hair, he leaned over and slid one hand down Scott's face, cupping his cheek. "Scott... sweetheart... stop, please." He saw the disappointment in his lover's dark eyes as Scott pulled away, pouting, and smiled down at him. "I love your mouth on me, Scotty. But I think I remember making promises to you tonight, and if you make me lose it now, I'm not sure I'll be able to follow through on them."

Reaching out, he pulled Scott to his feet, ruthlessly ignoring his aching cock. Wrapping one arm around Scott's waist, Kev pulled his t-shirt off with the other hand before leaning in and kissing him, nibbling at his lower lip before flicking his tongue against it, waiting only for Scott's lips to part to plunder his mouth ruthlessly, kissing his lover breathless. As he lost himself in Scott's taste, his free hand worked Scott's jeans open and pushed them down. Not releasing his grip, he walked Scott backward until his knees hit the bed, then pulled back enough to smile at his lover.

"Love you, Scott," he husked, his voice rough. He pushed Scott back until he was laying across the bed, his feet still on the floor. Pausing to cast a long, admiring look over his lover, he ran his fingers down Scott's ribs to rest on his hips. "Gonna make you _scream_, Scotty," he promised in that same gravelly voice.

Sinking to his knees between Scott's feet, too focused on what he was doing to notice the customary twinge at the movement, he leaned forward and mimicked Scott's earlier movements. Running his tongue up Scott's cock, he reached out with his hand and fumbled under the pillow for a minute, glad he'd thought ahead that afternoon. Smiling at Scott's reaction, he slowly swallowed his shaft, not stopping until his chin was pressed against Scott's balls. He swallowed, his throat massaging the hard flesh inside it, before rising up until only the tip was still in his mouth. Repeating the movement, just as slowly, he let Scott's shaft slip out of his mouth, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip, then lifted Scott's balls with one hand as his tongue flicked out, delicately lapping at the small puckered entrance. He circled it with his tongue before gently probing at it, his tongue pressing inside. He held Scott's hips down with his other hand as he worked at the sensitive flesh, determined not to stop until he had Scott begging.

****

Scott was a little disappointed when Kevin asked him to stop. He loved listening to the sounds that Kev made while he was going down on him, but if it was what Kevin wanted...Scott reluctantly pulled his mouth from Kevin's cock and pouted up at him. Kevin's words made him feel a little bit better because he certainly did not want to miss out on any of the things Kev had promised him earlier. He just wanted to lose himself in Kevin and enjoy having his undivided attention.

Before Scott knew what had hit him, he was half-naked and his mouth was under assault by Kevin. He didn't object in the least. Truth be told, he actually liked having Kevin undress him in his impatient yet so gentle way. When the back of his knees hit the bed, Scott returned his lover's smile, knowing that before long he would be screaming just as Kevin had promised.

_"Love you, Scott."_

Those words never failed to bring a smile to Scott's face. Even with everything that had happened between them, they'd never lost that love for each other that they'd discovered so many years ago, and if Scott had his way, they never would. The way Kevin's eyes roamed over his body was almost like a caress in itself and Scott shivered slightly knowing that Kevin would follow that look by touching him until he was a whining, begging mess. Considering that he almost whined just from the touch of Kevin's hand on his hip, that was a pretty safe bet. Scott had no doubt that Kevin would manage to make him scream because Kevin always kept his promises to Scott.

The light touch of Kevin's tongue along his swollen length almost stole the breath from him, but somehow he managed to spit out Kevin's name in a rough low tone. "K...Kev, please."

Scott whimpered wordlessly as Kevin rewarded him by slowly sucking him down his throat. Kevin's next pass had Scott biting down on his lower lip for a second before he let it slip from between his teeth, the whine he'd been trying to suppress slipping from his mouth. Kevin liked hearing his responses and Scott wasn't about to disappoint him. When Kevin released him from the wetness of his mouth and moved on, Scott knew he was in trouble.

Kevin's tongue teasing his entrance drew a loud moan from Scott as he tried and failed to move his hips. Scott released his hands from their grip on the comforter, not even remembering having grabbed it in the first place, and let one tangle gently in Kevin's hair while the other covered the hand on his hip. Running his fingers gently up and down Kevin's forearm as he squirmed beneath Kevin's onslaught, Scott let his fingers wrap tightly in Kevin's hair. Giving the blond locks a hard jerk; Scott tried uselessly once again to move his hips. Knowing that the only way he'd be getting anything more would be by voicing his need, Scott forced a few words past his lips in a deep husky tone.

"God Kev...please. Need you. L...Love you, Kev." His words were followed by a long loud moan of pleasure as Kevin hit a particular sensitive spot.

****

Kevin smiled as he heard Scott stop fighting against the noises he was drawing out of him. He loved hearing his lover whimper and moan; it just turned him on even more when he knew how much he was affecting Scott. Feeling Scotty's hips jerk against his grasp, Kevin redoubled his efforts, knowing how close Scott already was to begging for more.

When one hand reached down and tangled in his hair, Kevin shuddered. If Scott was resorting to his hair... he growled at the sharp jerk on his hair, the momentary pain almost instantly turning into a bolt of lightning that went straight to his cock. He loved it, loved having his hair played with, and Scott knew his weakness well enough to use it when he needed to. The bit of pain only heightened the sensation for him.

_"God Kev...please. Need you. L...Love you, Kev."_

Oh, yeah. That was what he'd been waiting for. The moan that ripped out of Scotty's mouth drew another growl from him in response and he sat back. Finally lifting the hand that was holding Scott's hips down, he fumbled open the lube that he'd picked up earlier and squeezed some onto his fingers. Scott whined at the loss of contact, his hips moving restlessly, and Kev reached up to caress his hip reassuringly.

"Easy, Scotty, easy," he said hoarsely. Sure that the lube was warm, he circled Scott's entrance with one finger before pushing it in gently. At one point in their relationship, he would've just given in to Scott's demands at this point and fucked him... of course, at that point neither of them cared how they felt afterward, either. Now, he wasn't going to do _anything_ to Scott that would leave him hurting later... except when that was the plan from the beginning, of course. Kev still looked forward to those times, rarer now than they had been in the past, but had discovered that he enjoyed making love to Scotty slowly, gently, _lovingly_, even more these days. The noises that slipped from Scott's throat prompted him to add another finger, scissoring them as he stretched his lover, watching his face as he brushed against his prostate. When he added a third finger and saw no pain on Scott's face, he spread lube over his aching erection and removed his hand, standing up with only a slight creak.

"C'mon, sweetheart, turn for me. Head up by the headboard," he rasped, pushing gently at him until he moved. Kneeling on the bed between Scott's thighs, he leaned forward and placed a hand on either side of his head, kissing him deeply as his cock nudged at Scott's entrance. Pushing forward slowly, Kev groaned deeply as he was enveloped within his lover, stopping the slow glide only when he was fully sheathed. He never pulled his eyes away from Scott's.

Just as slowly, he pulled his hips back until only the tip of his cock was still inside Scott before thrusting forward again, settling into a slow rhythm that nudged against Scotty's prostate every few strokes. The slow pace was killing him, but he wasn't going to give either of them the faster pace that their bodies were demanding until he'd fulfilled his other promise. Panting, Kev miled down at Scotty.

"Time to scream for me, sweetheart."

****

Scott couldn't help the whine that slipped from his mouth when Kevin pulled away. Kevin's touch always left him feeling so needy, so wound up that losing it even for a moment was almost painful. Kevin's voice and gentle touch calmed him for a moment and luckily that was all Kevin needed before he was ready to start the next phase of their lovemaking.

When Kevin slowly slipped a single finger inside him, Scott whimpered and tried to move his hips to hurry the process along. Of course Kevin wasn't about to move any faster until he was ready. Scott loved the new gentleness between them, but at times like this he wished that gentle didn't take quite so long. When Kevin finally gave into his whining and added a second finger, Scott couldn't have been happier. Kevin's gentle touch against his prostate sent little sparks of pleasure rushing through him. Scott gasped, his eyes squeezing shut and he tried to arch into Kevin's fingers, but was limited by the awkward position.

"God Kev...more...please."

By the time Kev got around to adding a third finger, Scott was more than ready for the main event. He was almost ready to take control of things himself and jump the big man right there on the floor if he had to. Luckily, Kevin took pity on him and decided that he was ready to go. The temporary loss of Kevin's fingers had him ready to start whining again, but Kevin's directions cut it off before it could escape his mouth.

_"C'mon, sweetheart, turn for me. Head up by the headboard."_

He was supposed to be able to move after all that? He wasn't at all sure that he could, but Kev's gentle nudge got him started and he somehow managed to make it to the requested position. And then Kevin's mouth was on his again and he could feel the gentle nudge of Kevin's cock against his entrance. He let his hands roam up and down the wide expanse of Kevin's back as Kev gently pushed inside him.

This...this was the reason that he would always love Kevin. This was the reason he'd fought so hard to clean himself up yet again. Not the sex, but that look that Kevin had in his eyes right now. The way that he felt whenever Kevin looked at him just like that. It made him feel loved, cherished, and desired...all at the same time. It made him feel like he was worthy of having all of those things, despite all the times he'd messed things up or fallen off the wagon.

Kevin's withdrawal and consequent forward thrust back into his body drew his thoughts back to the present and Kevin's other promise. His nails dug slightly into Kevin's back as Kevin's cock brushed his prostate, a long low moan slipping from his throat. It was good. It was always good with Kevin, but this slow pace was going to kill him he was pretty damn sure.

_"Time to scream for me, sweetheart."_

He wanted to scream...in frustration if nothing else. Anything to get Kev to move a bit faster. Growling as another set of sparks skittered through his body when Kevin nudged his prostate, Scott wiggled until he could slide his hands into Kev's hair and gave it a sharp tug.

"Kev if you don't move a little faster...I'm going to cut you off for a week," he growled out in between heavy breaths. He knew that it was a false threat and he was betting that Kevin would know it as well. Maybe he could try another tactic. "Please. More Kev...please," he managed to gasp out as Kevin hit his aim once more.

****

Kev sucked in a breath as Scott's fingers tangled in his hair and yanked. His hips instinctively snapped forward in response to that before he could stop himself. Groaning, he shook his head, grinning breathlessly down at Scott.

_"...I'm going to cut you off for a week..."_

"Not that easy, Scotty," he said, slowing his movements again. He knew the threat was an empty one; Scotty could no more keep his hands off Kev for a week than Kev could keep from touching Scott. They were addicted to each other, and it was one addiction that Kevin knew he'd go to his grave with.

_"Please. More Kev...please." _

Damn. That desperate note in Scott's voice always did him in. Gritting his teeth as he pulled out slowly one last time, he shifted slightly to get better purchase, then paused, looking down at his lover.

"I'll give you anything, Scott," he said huskily, forcing his voice to work. "But I don't plan on breaking my promise, either."

With that, he snapped his hips forward, his eyes rolling back as he pulled back and thrust again, not giving either of them a chance to adjust. A growl escaped him as Scott wrapped a leg around his waist, pulling him in even closer. He slammed into Scott ruthlessly, his hips pistoning back and forth, relishing the feel of Scott's hands clenching on his arms, the sound of his voice as he cried out, the taste of his mouth as he kissed him again. Snaking one hand between them, he wrapped his fingers around Scott's twitching cock and began stroking it at the same ruthless speed, determined to make his lover come screaming his name.

All too soon, he felt the electric tension at the base of his spine snap, and he threw his head back, his eyes closing as he erupted with a hoarse cry, burying himself in Scott one last time. Almost from a distance he felt a warm rush over his hand and Scott's voice crying out.

Collapsing on top of his lover, he buried his face in the side of Scott's neck, just breathing in his musk as his breathing slowed. After a few minutes, he shifted, gently sliding from Scotty's body and rolling to his side. Propping his head on one hand, he ran his other hand over Scott's face before laying it on his chest, over his heart. As he met his lover's eyes, Kev couldn't help the smirk that he felt curve his lips.

"Told you, sweetheart. I always keep my promises."

****

_"But I don't plan on breaking my promise, either."_

Scott knew that he wouldn't give in on his promise. Kevin never would break his promises to Scott. He somehow always managed to see them through. Not that Scott wanted him to break this promise at all. He would gladly scream down the roof if Kev would just _move_.

Just like that. Scott threw one leg around Kevin's waist in a bid to get him closer...deeper. Scott wasn't completely sure which was a bigger turn on...the low growl from his lover or the way the Kevin was slamming inside him and battering his prostate.

"Yes...yes, Kev. Just like that," he shouted as his hands clenched on Kevin's biceps. Kevin's mouth covered his in a fierce kiss and Scotty wondered briefly, very briefly, how he was supposed to scream for Kev if he was kissing him. The thought left his mind as Kevin's hand wrapped firmly around his cock, moving in a rhythm to match the way Kevin was pounding into his ass.

His eyes locked on Kevin's face as the big man broke their kiss and tossed his head back, a harsh cry erupting from his mouth as Scott felt Kevin's release flooding into him. Kevin always looked so fierce...so starkly beautiful when he came, though he knew Kevin would likely smack him in the head if he said so. No matter what you wanted to call it, that was enough to send Scotty rocketing over the edge right behind him. His essence pouring over Kevin's hand as Kevin's name was ripped from his throat.

Scott welcomed the weight of Kevin collapsing on top of him as they both calmed their breathing. Something about this point of their lovemaking always made him feel so safe. He was Kevin's and Kevin was his...and that's all he needed to know. As Kevin slipped off the top of him, Scott clamped down on the whine of loss that he felt trying to make its way out of him. Kevin's hand touching him once again and the look in the big man's eyes when they met Scott's did more to soothe him than anything.

_"Told you, sweetheart. I always keep my promises."_

Scott shook his head at the smirk on Kev's face and the smug tone. Scott loved Kev more than anything, but sometimes the man was just way too proud of himself. Kevin smacked him lightly in the arm before rolling to his side to face his lover. "Smug bastard," he said almost fondly. "Although that is one of the many things I love about you. Keeping your promises I mean."

~finis~