ATF Universe
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Author's Note: My first fic!!! YAYYYYYYYY!!! Since I'm bored of looking for slash fics I decided to start writing own stuff :-) Your fault! Hahaha! Don't kill me..lol ...
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Again he was standing in the middle of this office, he knew better then his own apartment. It seemed to him like an old ritual already. He would sit at his desk and dream, something he did very often the last time, then a very angry curse would wake him up and he would hear the same whole phrase he heard the whole last week 'Tanner! Move your skinny ass in here!' And he would spring out of his seat like a guilty little schoolboy, who was caught in the act of whatever. Then, as ever, he would run into Chris' office, almost stumbling over his own feet. And as ever he would ask himself, why the hell he acted like a completely dumbass, all of a sudden. He knew the answer. He was in love and love seemed to have these side effects.And now that he was standing in the middle of that big, big office, he found himself staring, like an idiot, at the tempting backside of his blond headed friend. Again his mind worked out pictures of all that he could do to that body, if he just had the chance for it. Only that this chance simply wouldn’t come. As usual he sighed heavily.
But, nevertheless, his inner voice told him that something just wasn’t normal. He couldn’t put a finger on it; he just knew something was different.
Hold on he thought to himself, as he looked through the window that had a view at the outer office. Where the hell were the others? The office was dark and silent and he hadn’t even noticed.
"Where’re the others?" he asked surprised.
"Went home, one hour ago!" Chris answered, equally surprised, about Vin’s question.
"What? Why?"
"They got off time, ya know. Something ya have, if yer finished with your work." Chris replied dryly
"So I can go too?"
"No," the blond shook his head, "You’re not finished. The Wexler Report, remember?!"
"Oh." Was all the young man could say, as suddenly, out of nowhere, an idea shot into his head. A mischievous grin spreading all over his face, as he thought about the situation.
They were alone here at 10:00 pm, all was dark and silent and away from them, there would probably not be anyone else in the building at this time. So Chris was handed over to him. All he had to do was to take all his courage and make something out of this chance, which was suddenly given to him. He thought he would never get this opportunity.
"So what are we doing now?" he asked, with his best seductive voice.
"Writing the report!" Chris answered shortly.
"Oh well, that doesn’t exactly sound like fun, you know." Vin replied
"That shouldn’t be fun, Vin, that’s why it’s called work" The blond said annoyed
"I know something else that would be very funny." Vin replied as he stepped closer to his boss.
"Okay, ya little stranger, what would be more fun?" Chris asked, sounding more sarcastic than really curious.
"This…" Vin answered and planted his lips over Chris. With a hand on his chest, Vin pushed him up against the wall and pressed his aching arousal into Chris. The kiss was passionately bruising, as one of his hands moved up behind Chris' head to grip his hair tight, preventing him from pulling away, the other grabbed the older man’s behind, kneading the round, firm cheeks through the denim. Vin stroked his tongue over Chris smooth lips, in a sweet seduction, asking for entrance to explore further. But, still in shock, Chris denied it, his lips pressed firmly together.
Vin felt the tension in the lean body and pulled back, watching Chris' face deeply. His hands gentled, moving soothingly through the blond hair and over the small of Chris' back.
"Don’t be afraid. It’s okay", he whispered softly, "No one is here, we’re alone. No one will know what happened, except the both of us. Let it happen, let me show you how good it can feel. It will be a one time if you want it, or more. It’s just up to you. Do you trust me, cowboy?" Vin gave his best seductive smile and waited patiently for Chris answer.
Vin’s words just slowly drifted into his hazed mind. What the hell was happening here? Had Vin just lost his mind? He couldn’t really believe that he was considering this suggestion. He had never expected the shy Texan would do such a thing. They were friends, very close friends, but never this close. Vin had never shown signs of feeling that way about him…or didn’t he notice them? He just had no idea. And what should he do now? Should he say no? He knew his sharpshooter; he would die of embarrassment to have his offer rejected; all his boldness for nothing. Or should he say yes? What would happen if he would give in to Vin’s desire? He was a husband and father; he loved his wife and kid and still did. But there was still his curiosity, /How will it be to be loved by the fierce young man? What will his touch feel like? Will it be as good as that kiss?/ He knew the only way to find out about his curiosity was saying to Vin those 3 little words
"I trust you."
That was all Vin needed and a big smile spread over his lips "Good." he replied and started a new, more gentle, assault. He put his lips to Chris’ and stroked his tongue once again over his friend's soft one, begging for entrance. This time the promising mouth opened and granted access. Immediately his tongue started to explore the sweetness of Chris' wet haven, stroking over his teeth and inner cheek and wringing soft moans from the blond man. Strong arms came up to encircle him in a strong embrace. Chris and Vin’s tongues came together to meet for a passionate dance. His heart raced and he growled deep in his throat, as he pushed the older man to the wall. Their hands grabbed desperately at each other; afraid the other would pull away. Vin’s mouth sucked harder, he bit onto Chris' lower lip and his tongue slid deeper into the other man’s throat, just wanting more and more. But soon the need for air forced them apart.
"I need to feel you," Vin said, breathless, and took Chris' hand to lead him to the desk. He swept his arm over the top of the desk and cleaned it of all his organized office supplies, in one swift motion. He looked back at Chris and had to smile at the shocked expression on his face, "I’ll help you to clean, after we’re done." Then, with a little push against Chris' waist, he commanded shortly, "Sit down!"
Chris gave him an uncertain look, before he did what was said and sat down. His heart pounded hard, as he watched Vin step up to him. He felt Vin's hands on his knees, slowly sliding to his thighs and gently pushing his legs apart to stand between them. Then the hands gripped his thighs to draw him to the edge of the table, against Vin, so that their crotches could touch.
Vin kept looking into Chris' stormy green eyes, while his hands moved up to his shirt and unbuttoned it. Pulling the black garment from its denim prison, he shoved the light material down Chris’ shoulders and let it drop to the ground. Then he pressed the palms of his hands to the warm flesh of Chris' pecs, loving the way the hard muscles moved under the pale, vulnerable flesh.
"Lay down." He said, slowly stroking down his torso.
But Chris resisted, still not sure if he had done the right thing.
"It’s okay, cowboy. You don’t have to be afraid. I won’t hurt you. Trust me," Vin said softly and pressed against Chris’ strong shoulders.
Chris seemed to think about it for some moments, before he lightly nodded and slowly lay back, never taking his eyes off Vin.
Vin stared down at the prone figure, open to his hungry gaze and licked his suddenly dry lips. He couldn’t believe that finally his dream would come true. Chris was here, trusting him, letting him do whatever he wanted to do and all he wished for was that it would last forever.
"God, Chris, you have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?" he sighed in awe.
Chris frowned. Beautiful wasn’t certainly a word he would describe himself with. He wasn’t sure at all, what the young man saw in him, the hard, self-possessed leader of the team 7. All he did was hold people on distance, not wanting everyone too near again. Too fresh was the remembrance of the pain he still felt as he’d lost the most important people in his world and he had no intention of feeling that pain again. But he had to realise soon that his plan wouldn’t work with those six men around, he reluctantly had held them in his heart, and above all, a sassy sharpshooter, who was brave enough to call him a cowboy. The same sharpshooter that now stood poised above him, admiring him in a way, he wasn’t used from the shy, taciturn man.
He watched, hypnotised, as the young man slowly bent down and kissed, licked and bit a fine line from his ear to his jaw line.
Vin nibbled his way down the soft skin of Chris' neck, sucking hard at the juncture where shoulder and neck met and listened to the soft, helpless moans coming from the man beneath him. His mouth moved over the shoulder, to the collarbone, sucking and biting the tender skin, before he moved further down. He gave the strong muscled pecs long, wet licks, sucked on the two nipples he found there, worshipping them like jewels and the tip of his tongue stroked the valley between them.
Chris whimpered; the feel of Vin’s tormenting lips on him drove him slowly insane. God, that feels so good he thought, as more and more, he lost himself in the new sensation the young man caused.
Chris’ gasps and moans turned the younger man on even more, and his actions became more passionate. He bit down hard on one of Chris’ pecs, just above one nipple, leaving a bright red mark of his possession there and causing the older man to buck up wildly, crying out in sheer pleasure. Kissing his way down Chris’ stomach, he licked the vulnerable flesh around the blonde’s navel. He circled it and thrust his tongue in and out all the while his hands were unfastening Chris' tight jeans. Hooking his thumbs into the waistband, he tugged the denim down and off Chris' legs, together with his boxers and then stood back up to admire the naked flesh in front of him.
Chris felt himself blush at the intensity Vin was staring at him with. He was not used to that much attention and didn’t know what to do with it. But he wasn’t given enough time to think about it some more, as he watched, Vin starting to strip hastily. Shirt and undershirt fell to the ground. Pants, briefs and boots followed soon, till he stood stark naked in front of the older man, giving him a nice view of his well muscled, lean body. Chris enjoyed what he saw and felt his shaft respond even more, aching for Vin’s touch.
"What are ya waiting for?" he asked the young agent breathlessly and stretched out his hand.
Vin gave him a dirty grin, as he gripped Chris hand and bent down to gave Chris the longest, deepest and wettest kiss he ever had before he took hold of the older man’s thighs just above the back of his knees. He pushed them even more apart and drew them up to Chris' body, giving him the best access to the most delicious parts of the older man’s anatomy. Bending down his head, he nipped at the soft flesh of the inner thighs, licking his way up to the centre of Chris’ pleasure. With no further warning he delved down and gave the hard flesh a long lick.
Chris cried out loudly and arched his back off the table. Not wanting to be disturbed in his ministrations, he gripped the blonde man’s hips tight and held them in place. He stroked his tongue down the underside of Chris’ cock and back up, mouthed the tight knob and rimmed the tiny slit with the tip of his tongue, before he took the whole length down his throat.
Chris whimpered as he was fully engulfed into the wet, hot cavern of the younger man’s mouth. Teeth scraped over the taut skin of his shaft, the exploring tongue played with the sensitive knob and the soft mouth sucked ravenously on him. His eyes were fixed on the long haired head, that bobbed up and down between his legs and he stroked his hand through the soft curls that tickled his skin. Then, suddenly, familiar warmth started to spread through his body and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
Vin sensed Chris arriving climax and increased his sucking on the tender flesh. His mouth pumped harder and faster and he started a humming sound from within his throat. And as the man beneath him cried out, he knew he was there. Giving one last, hard suck, love juices exploded into his mouth, as Chris came with a primal scream. Vin swallowed any drop the man had saved for him, drinking from him like a man dying of thirst. And as he had Chris milked from all he had to give, he let the softened shaft slip from his mouth.
Barely conscious, the older man melted in the afterglow of his climax while the young sharpshooter continued exploring his lover's body. He moved his tongue down to the blond’s balls, licking and nipping them like they were sweets, before he pressed the tip of his tongue into the sweet, virgin hole just behind them.
Chris started to moan and writhe in renewed pleasure, his cock springing back to life as he felt the warm, wet invader stroking through the dark valley between his buttocks, then slowly sliding into his opening. His whole body ached and throbbed, his mind raced with the completely new feelings and he totally gave in to the sensations that flooded his shaking body.
The tongue thrusting in his body built up into a steady rhythm and his hips bucked wildly, forcing the man to hold them firmly to the tabletop.
"Lord, Vin what’re ya doing to me?" Chris whimpered.
"What do you want me to do to you?" Vin asked, slipping his tongue out of Chris and bending over him with wide blue eyes.
"Dunno, just go on," Chris begged hoarsely.
"Wanna be inside you!" Vin demanded, releasing Chris' legs, so that they were spread wide and his feet were resting on the edge of the desk.
"Geez!" Chris answered, not really thinking about Vin’s words.
"You sure?" Vin asked concerned.
"Goddamnit, yes. Move your skinny ass, Tanner! Fuck me!" Chris ordered.
Vin growled low in his throat and bent down, to give Chris a passionate kiss. Then he pulled away and went to his clothes searching for the lube, which he knew was in his pants.
Chris eyebrows rose in question, as Vin fumbled trough his clothes and suddenly held something up in triumph. A sheepish grin spread over his face as he returned "Boy Scout motto. Always be prepared."
"Since when are ya a boy scout?" Chris asked puzzled
"I'm not. Just dig their motto!" Vin grinned and again stepped between the blond’s legs.
"Lord." The older man groaned and let his head fall back.
Vin just kept grinning, as he slicked his hands and cock with the cool gel from the tube and then stroked his fingers along the insides of Chris thighs, over his length down the hard balls, till he came to stop at the virgin, willing hole hidden between the two firm cheeks of the older man’s ass. Keeping his eyes focused on Chris’, he started to circle his finger around the small opening, slowly pressing into it.
Chris took a sharp breath, as the sensitive ring of muscle was breached and one small digit fought his way into him.
"It’s okay, cowboy," Vin stroked a soothing hand gently over his belly, "just breath and relax."
Chris listened to the soft words that were spoken to him, trying to do what he was told and soon the new strange feeling was replaced by an unbelievable pleasure that had Chris soon moaning and writhing as the finger stroked deeper.
Suddenly he bucked off the table and cried out loud, showing Vin that he’d found what exactly what he’d searched for.
Now, that he knew, Vin caressed the pleasure spot deep in Chris’ body over and over again and the older man pleaded for more. Vin obliged happily and added a second, then a third finger. He scissored and stretched them, to carefully prepare Chris for more.
"Vin," Chris whimpered helplessly, "Want ya…now" he couldn’t take more of the sweet torment, just wanted Vin to finish it.
"Shhh, babe," Vin whispered and pressed a loving kiss from his lips to Chris' swollen ones. "I’ll take care of you," he promised. With that, Vin withdrew his fingers from the tight body and replaced them with his aching flesh. He gripped Chris firmly around his hips pushed himself into the older man. The head just inside, he stopped and waited for Chris to adjust to his size.
Words of poetry filled his mind with the sight of the wonderful man in front of him. Chris was beautiful in so many ways, body, mind and soul. He’d fallen in love with this right in the moment their eyes had met. He had never imagined he would ever have Chris the way he wanted. But now the object of his dreams laid out in front of him, naked and wanting and his for the taking and he was determined to make this the best sex Chris had ever had in his whole life.
"Damnit, Vin. Move!" Chris groaned.
Vin growled low in his throat and pushed his flesh deeper and deeper into Chris' body, till he was in to the hilt, his balls nestled against the tight cheeks of his lover’s ass. Again he gave Chris time to adjust to the whole length that was filling him, putting the blond’s long, lean legs around his hips and leaned down to take Chris’ tempting lips into a slow kiss full of love and care.
"You ready, cowboy?" he asked against the soft lips.
"As ready as I can be," Chris replied and kissed him back, throwing his strong arms around the young man, to hold him tight.
Then, with a last caring smile, Vin leaned up and slowly moved his flesh in and out of the tight channel. At first his movements were gentle, taking his time to let Chris get used to the new sensation. His hands gripped Chris hips, to hold himself steady, as he pumped into the beautiful man’s ass.
Chris moaned in ecstasy and tightened his legs around the younger man’s pounding hips. The feeling of being possessed was overwhelming him and it just heightened the pleasure he experienced now.
Vin was in heaven. Chris felt so good around him, so right, like they were made for each other, a perfect fit. The tight heat of his new lover's body seemed to burn his flesh and he found himself wanting more.
"Harder!! Vin. Please!" Chris begged hoarsely, grinding his ass against Vin.
"You sure, cowboy?" Vin was concerned, afraid it would be too much for Chris, for his first time.
"Yeah I’m sure. Harder, just harder, Vin!" Chris replied desperately.
"’Kay." Vin gave in and started to thrust harder and deeper into the willing ass.
"God yessssss!" Chris groaned through gritted teeth. His back arched off the table and his heels dug into the younger man’s butt cheeks, causing him to go even deeper.
Encouraged by Chris' actions, Vin plunged his flesh harder and faster into Chris' hot channel. Sweat dripped from his body, as his thrusts became more frantic. He released one hand from the lean hips and gripped Chris' straining cock in a firm hand, starting to pump. Timing the pumps on Chris' hard flesh with his thrusts, he soon had an insane rhythm.
Their breaths became faster and their hearts raced; both slowly nearing their impending climaxes.
And suddenly Chris tensed. He threw his head back and cried out "VIIIINNNN!!!!" His hands were white knuckled as they grabbed the edge of the desk. His muscles clamped down hard on Vin’s cock and shots of hot, white juices erupted from his shaft, splattering on both of their chests.
Vin never had a more beautiful sight before in his life and it was the last thing he saw, before he, too, fell into the abyss of his orgasm. With one last hard stroke, he felt himself explode into Chris. "God Chriiiiiiissss." he screamed and warm juices flooded Chris' ass. With several more strokes he emptied himself into his lovers body, before he collapsed ,exhausted, on Chris' heaving chest.
They stayed that way for some time, catching their breaths and letting their hearts slow down again.
It was Vin who spoke up first, "God that was incredible!" he sighed and looked up, to meet Chris sleepy green eyes.
"Yes, it was." The older man yawned.
"You know Chris, we could make that a regular to celebrate our off time." Vin grinned sheepishly, leaning over Chris, his lips only a breath away from his lover's.
"We could do that. Buck sure would be happy about that." Chris smiled mischievously.
"No, not Buck," Vin shook his head slightly, "That’s just between you and me."
"’Kay," Chris answered sleepily
"Chris?"
"Yeah"
"I love you," Vin confessed with all the courage he had, patiently waiting for Chris to respond.
Chris gave him a loving smile, gently cupped the adorable face of the young man and stroked his thumbs over his cheeks. "I know," he sighed.
Vin smiled happily, before he bent down to kiss the tempting lips of his lover again. Moving his lips passionately over Chris’, he thrust his tongue into the warm, wet heaven of Chris' mouth and found his flesh hardening again, inside Chris' body.
"Vin!"
Again he moved his hands over the sweat slickened body beneath him; skimmed his fingers over taught skin, kneaded the strong muscles, with his mouth on Chris’ and his length started his thrusting again.
"Vin!"
Vin heard someone calling for him and looked up. He stopped his movements as the figure in front of him began to vanish till he was all alone in the big office, standing naked, poised over nothing than an empty desk. No, please god. Not again. he thought to himself It has to be true!
"Goddamnit Tanner!"
His eyes snapped open and he looked right into the annoyed face of his friend and wished-for-lover. He had fallen asleep…over the Wexler report… which he should have had finished by now. No surprise that Chris was mad.
"Sorry, cowboy. Fell asleep. Won’t happen again. Promise. I’ll finish the report as fast as I can," he apologised guiltily.
"Yeah sure, hope ya had a nice dream at least." Chris sighed, stroking a hand through his blonde hair.
"Had better ones." Vin answered disappointed, of having his hope again vanish into a dream.
"You okay, pard?" Chris asked concerned.
"Yeah sure, cowboy. I’m fine," Vin replied sleepily.
"’Kay. Come on, we’ll finish that report together. Then I’m inviting you for a drink. Deal?" Chris suggested.
"Yeah, sounds good to me. The others coming too?"
"No, Vin, they went home, an hour ago!" Chris chuckled.
"OH!" Vin grinned, feeling the familiar warmth of a dejá vu spreading through him. Looking around the empty office, he pinched his arm to make sure he wasn’t dreaming again.
"What the hell are ya doing?" Chris asked laughing, as he watched Vin pinching himself.
"Uhm, nothing," Vin said.
Well Tanner, you have got the choice. he thought Either you let this chance slip and you have to live with it’s consequences or you’ll take advantage of it and make Chris understand what he is missing He looked into Chris eyes and knew his decision. Getting up, he moved around the desk, right in front of his best friend.
"Chris?" he whispered huskily
"Yeah." Chris answered obviously nervous.
"I love you," Vin confessed boldly and with no further warning pressed his lips to Chris’ in a passionate kiss, full of love and caring. And to his own surprise Chris responded immediately by throwing his arms around Vin’s slender body and kissing him back with equal passion.
When they finally pulled away for catching breath, Chris grabbed Vin’s head tightly and growled, "Took ya long enough, Tanner."
"I love you," Vin repeated, smiling.
"Love ya too, Vin!" Chris replied and kissed him again.
~ fin ~
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