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Ezra smiled happily, watching as Vin rode a little ahead of him, taking in their new property. After the tour of the house had concluded in the bedroom they´d fallen into the bed and played around, carrying their lovemaking only so far before they both eased back again. They´d shared a quite satisfying catnap curled on the bed together, and he´d awoken to find the tracker gazing at him with unmitigated adoration. It was something he found both unbelievable and enchanting at the same time, his heart now fully willing to accept the other man loved him so much, his long years of disappointment flailing about confusedly as they tried to reconcile that finally this was real. He´d pretended to sleep for a while longer, enjoying the gentle stroking to his brow, the soft sound of his lover´s breathing as they lay close together. When he grew too restless he´d stretched lazily, pulling Vin closer for a kiss, the sharpshooter´s contented laughter rippling along his nerves like a caress. The Texan had suggested they should have some dinner, then take a ride so he could see for himself the parcel of land the gambler had secured as part of the arrangement. He´d agreed readily.The ‘bit´ of land was in fact quite sizable – about 50 acres all told, with a stream and even a few caves yet explored hidden somewhere inside the odd-sized rectangle that represented their borders. Smithe had bought up several packets at once, thinking to expand the business to include easy horse trails and rides, and ‘exploring´ walks to advertise to folks back east who wanted a taste of the west without actually having the hard work of living it. If his lover were agreeable, Ezra was already thinking about the possibility of expanding, perhaps build a small cabin in the back acres for them to stay at. They´d ridden out to find and survey the creek, finding a rather nice shallow inlet that would be perfect for bathing cut into the earth by the rapid stream of water. They´d rested there and watered the horses before turning back for the house. He could tell by how silent his mate was that Vin was more than appreciative of his acquisition, watching with delight as those keen blue eyes took in every detail. A few times he´d ridden close to the southerner, had shared an excited detail about the wildlife that was living out here, pointing out some spots that warranted further investigation, then he´d be off again. Ezra knew with solid conviction that nothing would ever be any better than these moments, that nothing else would compare to sharing life with Vin.
They were almost to the house, the two men sharing a comfortable silence, each enjoying the colorful sunset that was painting the sky in broad strokes of vivid color. To the southerner it seemed an idyll, a place that was too wonderful to actually exist. He knew exactly what Vin had meant when the tracker had wanted to be assured this wasn´t just a dream. He pulled up on Chaucer and dismounted fluidly, walking over to capture Peso´s bridle as well. They shared the task of unsaddling their mounts and rubbing the animals down, watching for a time as they played in the paddock together. He grinned when a strong arm reached around his shoulders and pulled him close, and the Texan drawled against his hair,
“Thinking this is the best part, Ez – you ‘n me, jus´ being able to stand together out here, not worrying if the door is locked or if someone is coming. Damn good feeling.” They chuckled quietly.
“A damn good feeling for certain, Vin. One of the many things I had hopes of achieving when I made the decision to move us out here.” He pulled back a little, looking up at his lover. “You aren´t angry at my unilateral handling of the matter? Perhaps I should have consulted you…” His words were cut off with a quick kiss, and he met the sparkling blue gaze with his own as his mate spoke.
“Woulda ruined the surprise then, Ez. No need ta do that jus´ for me ta have said ‘yup, take it.´” He laughed openly and nodded, the faint worry completely quashed by the teasing words, knowing the sincerity that backed them. Something else from earlier that day niggled at him, something he had wanted to make sure he shared. He stilled the hand that was trailing up his thigh, moving away from the seeking lips a little. When Vin pulled back he smiled and held up a finger.
“One more thing, a matter which is only fair for you to have knowledge of as well.” The Texan moved the caressing hand so it cupped around Ezra´s hip, face open and ready. The southerner nodded and continued. “When I approached Josiah today with the request that he man your patrol tomorrow morning, he made it clear to me he is aware of our relationship.” A brow furrowed over blue eyes and the hand on his hip tightened.
“He give ya any trouble, Ez?” The gambler reached out and patted his lover on the chest and shook his head.
“No, no – nothing like that. In fact, he appeared genuinely pleased we were together, going so far as to admonish me to work at maintaining our rapport so the union may flourish.” He smiled when Vin grinned at him. “I merely felt it was something for you to know as well, seeing as it concerns us both.” The tracker´s smile grew wry, and the longhaired man laughed a little.
“Seems we ain´t too good at keeping secrets, Ez, least so far as our friends go – Chris knows too.” Ezra felt his brows shoot up over his eyes, and he watched Vin´s smile pull a little wider. A long finger stroked down his cheek. “Kinda like Josiah, though. Nothing ta worry about, but he made it clear we´re not ta mess this up. Said we´d be fools iffen we did.” There was a pause and the cardsharp could read what was in those blue eyes. He laughed, nodding his head.
“And yes – Buck knows as well. He offered to hand- deliver the note I´d intended to leave for you in my old room, taking me quite aback with that arrogant smile of his and a pat on my backside, shooing me away to complete preparations on our ‘love nest.´” He sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes in an indignant huff over the idea of having been manhandled in such a way. He smiled at his mate´s low growl, holding up a hand. “Be assured such a display will not be repeated. I made it quite clear I was only allowing it to stand unchallenged as I had far more important matters to attend to.” The Texan´s eyes opened from their narrow, and he bobbed his head once.
“Maybe I should made sure - don´t want him getting ideas, Ez. Found for myself doing that to ya is downright addictive – and I sure as hell ain´t willing ta share.” The gambler laughed easily, and he knew they were both aware the gesture had been meant in fun, in the spirit particular to the ladies man. He shook his head.
“I don´t think that will be necessary. Though I do appreciate your blue eyes turning green for me.” The sharpshooter raised a brow but couldn´t hide his smile. Ezra smiled back, saying in a dry tone, “It seems our resident aficionado de amor was aware of our history almost from the beginning.” Vin laughed,
“Yup. Coulda knocked me over with a feather this morning after he told me the same. Told me ta watch myself with ya, Ez. Warned me not ta hurt ya.” A blue eye winked at the nonplussed gambler. “I told him he ain´t got worries, but he wanted me ta know all the same – I´m in deep shit iffen I break your heart, though I get the feeling Bucklin ain´t the only person I´ll be answering to.” Ezra managed to regain enough composure after the startling revelation to reply,
“Luckily we will manage to avoid such incidences of strife, as neither of us are inclined to allow such an event to transpire.” The lean man came close, happy grin stealing across his face before he kissed the conman soundly.
“You bet your ass, Ez. We´re in it for the long haul…stuck.” Ezra signed happily, tightening his embrace.
“Most decidedly, perfectly willingly stuck.” The mouth teasing his earlobe traced across his face, capturing his lips in a demanding kiss. He was pulled flush against the taller man, hands teasing up and down his back. After a long time Vin pulled away, holding green eyes steady with his darkened blue gaze. Ezra shuddered when his lover whispered huskily,
“Let´s take this ta bed…want ya ta fuck me.” The southerner didn´t even bother to reply, instead he clamped a strong hand around the tracker´s wrist, tugging the eager man towards the back door of the house, the two stumbling and kissing as they went until they were inside, discarded clothing marking the weaving path from the kitchen and up the stairs to their bedroom.
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Vin propped himself on his arms, watching as his naked lover moved about their bedroom. He´d been deposited on the bed and the southerner had flitted away, gathering a few things they would need so they wouldn´t have to get up again. The porcelain washbasin was placed on the nightstand with some washcloths, a pitcher of water and a glass, and the small tin of liniment Vin had ordered from a catalog in Mrs Potter´s store. It had produced just the effect he was after when he´d presented it to his lover earlier that day, triggering memories and nodding to the importance of the original that Ezra still had in his possession. It was well worth the cost it had taken to get it here. As his mate stalked towards the bed the tracker was once again reminded of a cougar, the animal he´d come to associate the gambler with. He grinned, his open blue eyes matching the anticipation dancing in greens, licking his lips when the bed dipped under the smaller man´s weight as he knelt on the edge. Ezra boosted himself a little further onto the bed and stopped, sitting on his heels, eyes roaming the length of Vin in appreciation and hunger. He shivered, feeling the gaze like a ghosted caress.
A strong hand closed about his foot, kneading into the arch then stroking up and between the toes. The other hand came into play, rubbing his ankle and down the top of his foot. He groaned raggedly, head falling backwards onto the waiting pillow. He lolled it to the side, opening his eyes again so he could watch his spirit. The soothing process was repeated with his other foot, both appendages now tingling from the treatment. He watched as one foot then the other was brought to smiling lips, each toe sucked into the warm mouth one at a time, tongue flicking over them in long swipes. His breath hissed out and he fought to keep his eyes open when Ezra leaned forward, laving his arch and licking up his leg until his lover could nibble the sensitive skin behind his knee. Hands followed, rubbing his calves and shins in deep strokes, mouth moving across to tease the other leg. The procession up his body was exquisite agony, the hands and mouth relaxing and arousing him completely as they massaged his flesh.
The bed shifted again and he watched as his heart balanced himself on repositioned hands, each one now planted and spread at Vin´s hips, pressing into the mattress. A long wet line was drawn on the top of his thigh, moving down to follow the crease at his groin then up again, along the muscle line to his hip. He shifted restlessly, already filled with anxious need, leaking cock straining against his abdomen. The southerner boosted onto his left hand, the right coming up to dust along Vin´s hard length with a bare touch, sending liquid heat shooting all through his body at the sensation. Teeth nuzzled his hip then bit gently, the skin sucked and bit yet more, leaving a passion mark in their wake as the mouth traveled on, moving up to bump along his heaving ribs. When his excited nipple was caught between loving teeth and licked endlessly he moaned huskily, lifting a leaden hand to tangle in the chestnut curls hovering above him. The hands trailed up his torso, kneading and caressing as they went, fingers of the left hand teasing his other erect nipple while the right tickled along his flank. Vin was on fire.
The mouth and hands switched positions, the other small nub now receiving the same thorough attention as the first. The tracker managed to get his own hands working, moving them slowly up and down Ezra´s flushed body, the tactile pleasure great as the silky heat ran smoothly under his fingertips, slicked with perspiration. Hands glided up his arms, kneading into his shoulders with penetrating circles. He gasped breathlessly, arms falling from their task, too heavy to maintain with the treatment to his aching muscles. His face was cupped, fingers pushing up and back into his hair, and his scalp was massaged, making him purr endlessly in contentment. With effort he reached up and pulled the body above him flush against him, pinning their hips close together, mouth seeking down for a kiss. When at last his lips met his lover´s he dove in ardently, tongue moving out to explore the wet cavern opening for him. They rocked against each other, bodies moving of their own accord as they kissed. He cupped the firm globes of Ezra´s ass and forced them closer in a hard thrust, and the scent of his lover, the knowledge they were in their own bed, safe in their own home crashed over him in a wondrous wave - and all of a sudden he climaxed. Out of necessity he pulled away from the mouth covering his own, sucking in the cool air wafting in the window opened behind him. Gentle fingers continued to trail along his body, still tingling with vibration after his abrupt completion. He looked up and smiled, tangling his fingers into Ezra´s damp hair.
“Sorry, Ez…guess I got a little ahead of ya there.” His mate licked swollen lips, green eyes mischievous.
“No matter, Love – I believe I know ways to restore you to readiness.” With that the smaller man swooped back in for another long kiss, then moved away, again feasting on Vin´s sweat-covered flesh. He heard fumbling to his left and he looked over, watched as Ezra´s hand felt around for the small tin. The tracker reached out and closed his own hand over both, bringing them back close to him. He murmured,
“Lemme get that for ya.” His lover nodded against his chest and started moving down again, and Vin concentrated on getting the lid off the container. When it was open he tossed the cap to the side, holding the base in his hand until his spirit would need it, hoping it didn´t fall from his grasp. He groaned deep in his chest when that magical tongue slid up his cock, the stirrings of arousal now at full force, churning again in his body, firing his loins back into action. His fingers tangled in Ezra´s hair when his erection was surrounded by wet heat, a harsh sigh expelling from his chest. Fingers moved under him, teasing his balls and stroking against his tight entrance. The other hand reached out, searching for the salve and Vin guided the seeking fingers to it, watching as they dipped in and were loaded with the savory/sweet substance. Then they joined the others, all working in erotic accord to stretch and loosen his puckered hole while the mouth continued to lave at his penis, making his body flash hot then cold by turns, limbs watery and filled with heat. He was played with until he couldn´t think anymore, having him finally begging in a rasping whisper,
“God…now, Ez…please Baby…need it…” He bucked his hips and yowled when a sure finger prodded his sweet spot deep inside, shuddering a little. He looked down and accused breathily, “You´re an evil man.” Ezra pulled off his cock with a slurp, face split in a swaggering grin.
“The best sort to have as a lover, Vin.” To emphasize the southerner´s words the fingers inside of him wiggled and hit his passion nub again, making his whole body wrack with pleasure. He could only nod absently in agreement. The mattress under him shifted a little, and he felt his back being lifted and supported on two muscled thighs. He hooked his heels around his mate´s shoulders, looking up with a wanton grin as he moved his hips to press his ass against the gambler´s erection. His smile grew when an answering shudder traveled down the muscled form bending over him, then it pulled into an ecstatic grimace when he was filled by his lover. He moved his legs down so he could bind them around the narrow waist, pushing into the wall at either side of the window above him so he could take in as much as he could as fast as he could. After the whole of Ezra´s length was in him he brought his hands back down, clutching at the hollow in the southerner´s muscled hips where they tapered into the groin. He tightened his grip, arm muscles straining as he pulled and pushed, and he gritted out,
“Harder, Ez…” The man complied, falling forward a little, elbows locking at Vin´s sides, hands pressed into the bed. Their bodies snapped in frenzied time as one, thrusts growing in intensity and force as they moved together. A hand reached under him and curled his back just a little, and he howled when the change in angle allowed the cock inside of him to press again and again into his sweet spot. On they surged, bed creaking as it thwacked dully into the wall, their bodies traveling up the mattress from their abandoned movements. Vin´s erection was taken in a sure hold, fingers circling his penis and jerking up and down in a rhythm matching the cadence of their thrusts. His shoulders reared and his head fell back, and with a long cry he came again, feeling his lover´s wet heat release deep inside at the same time.
For a long time they lay, arms about each other, bodies still coupled as they heaved in oxygen. Vin´s lips curled in an easy grin and he tightened his hold with an arm, moving the other to find the comforter and tuck them in – the steady breeze from the open window was enough for him to want the layer of protection as his sweaty body cooled. Ezra nuzzled against his throat with his nose, and he heard whispered,
“I love you, Vin. Today, tomorrow – always I will love you.” When the gambler started to move away the tracker just renewed the strength of his hold, not yet ready for them to be parted. He moved so he could kiss the man that had stolen his heart and completed his spirit. After he pulled away he whispered back,
“Love ya too, Ez – today, tomorrow, always.” He watched as sleepy green eyes tried to stay open, feeling the same lassitude sinking into his own body. He smiled. “Let´s sleep a bit. Know a good way ta wake ya later.” He waggled a brow. “Then maybe we can see if the rest of the rooms here in our house are as… comfortable as this one.” As soon as he´d seen the wide oak desk in their library he´d had a flashing erotic vision, Ezra bent over it with him pushing deep inside his lover as they read. It was something he was determined to see happen. But he had patience, knew they had more than enough time to indulge as their lives moved on, always at one another´s sides. Green eyes sparkled at him, the southern drawl thick and heavy,
“Sex on the reading desk…now there is a kink I can learn to appreciate.” Vin blinked a few times then smiled, the surprise fading quickly. They knew each other very well now, and he was able to perceive as much as his lover could in him, so it was small wonder the gambler had noted his bare tremor when he´d first seen the desk. He smiled as his mate continued, “Perhaps we should also investigate the dining room table…the fireplace in the parlor…the hayloft in the barn out back.” They shared a long kiss, and Vin´s whole body hummed with contentment as he felt his lover press back close, cheek against his chest. He tightened his arms, listening as his lover drifted to sleep, answering quietly,
“Sounds good ta me, Ez.” They snuggled in a little closer and soon Vin was fading away from consciousness as well, dreams filled with the wonderful visions the life ahead of them promised.
the end
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