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A followup story to The Conference and Music Of My Heart.
Damn meetings, Chris thought aggravatedly. For two weeks now, he'd been up to his eyeballs in budget meetings and annual reviews and any damn thing else, the brass could think of to bust his balls with.At least he was getting home on time tonight, Chris reminded himself. He was really looking forward to spending the evening with Vin. These last two weeks he'd barely seen his lover. The only lovemaking they'd done had been a couple of quickies they'd grabbed in his office, between meetings. Hell, Vin hadn't even gotten off during one of them. He'd just kissed Chris fiercely, pushed him back into his chair and then the sharpshooter had given him one hell of a blowjob. All in the fifteen minutes Larabee had between a budget meeting and an interagency cooperation meeting.
Thank God, all that shit was over, Chris thought in relief, as he filed the last of his reports.
"Hey Chris," Buck's larger than life presence filled the doorway of his office. "Now, that all those meetings are over, why don't you come to the saloon with us and have a beer?"
"I don't think so," Chris was torn. He could really use a couple of beers to unwind, but on the other hand, Vin was waiting for him at home. "I really should get home," he finished halfheartedly.
"How is Junior, anyway?" Buck asked him, with a note of concern in his voice.
"He's OK. It was just some kinda 24 hour bug. He didn't want to take off today, but I told him, I'd suspend him, if he didn't take it easy today," Chris informed the big agent.
"Well hell, Chris. Junior ain't gonna care if you stop for one beer," Buck said confidently.
"I guess I could just stop off for one quick beer," Chris decided. "Hell, Vin's probably fooling around with the horses anyway.
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Vin was bustling around the kitchen, happily preparing a special meal for Chris. He'd missed Chris so much the last two weeks. The only times he'd seen Chris, had been when Chris left for work at 6:00 am to make the 7:00 am meeting and when Larabee dragged himself into bed, at nearly midnight every night. Hell, he'd even had an all day meeting Sunday, that turned into an all day and half the night meeting.
That wasn't quite true, Vin thought. They'd also managed to sneak in a few minutes in Chris's office a couple of times. Vin blushed thinking of the look on Chris's face, when he'd pushed him down into that chair. Shit, he couldn't wait for Chris to get home tonight.
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"Hey Chris," Buck crowed and clapped the blond agent on the back, as Larabee's dart won the game for them.
Chris laughed and took a drink out of his mug. He was really glad he'd let Buck talk him into coming to the saloon . . . few beers and a couple of games of darts and he was finally putting all those damn meetings out of his mind. It was just too bad Vin wasn't here, he thought and glanced up at the clock.
SHIT! 7:00!? It couldn't be. He'd only drank three beers. Yeah, but you played three games of darts too, a little voice reminded him. Damn, Vin's probably pissed as shit and I've still got an hour's drive home, he thought, angry at himself for ruining the first chance in weeks he'd had to spend any kind of time with his lover.
"You up for another game, Chris?" Buck asked him jovially.
"No, I've already stayed too late," Chris informed him, as he handed him a twenty and told the big agent to settle the bill.
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The house was dark, when Chris pulled into the driveway. Not a good sign, he thought glumly. The door was unlocked. Christ, didn't Vin ever lock a damn door? and Chris stepped into the kitchen and was immediately overwhelmed by the scent of roast beef. Checking the stove, Chris found the beef, with potatoes and carrots and onions around it, staying warm in a pan in the oven. Shit, he thought guiltily and remembered the pizza he and Buck had split at the saloon. The roast he noticed unhappily wasn't cut, which meant Vin hadn't eaten. Shit. Time to face the music, he thought, as he closed the oven door.
Stepping into the living room, Chris saw Vin stretched out on the sofa, asleep. Chris's eyes softened at the sight of his lover. Vin was curled up on his side, with a huge blue quilt pulled over him. The house was warm, but Chris knew that Vin got cold easily. He had part of the quilt bunched up under his chin and his hands were wrapped around it, like a kid holding his security blanket. Hell, he looked like a damn kid under all that bedding.
Sitting on the edge of the coffee table, Chris gently stroked the side of Vin's face. Pushing a few stray locks back, Chris spoke softly into the younger man's ear.
"Hey cowboy, time to wake up."
Vin's eyes opened and he stretched languorously and gave Chris a smile that could have melted an iceberg. "You're home," he said simply and yawned.
"Yeah, sorry about not coming home on time-" Chris began remorsefully.
"You get stuck in another meeting?" Vin asked with aother yawn.
Chris toyed with the idea of lying to him, but love and trust radiated from the guileless blue eyes looking back at him and he couldn't do it. "No," he said, resolved to any amont of groveling he had to do. "I stopped off at the saloon with Buck."
Vin nodded and sat up, pulling the quilt around himself with a shiver. "Guess that bug took a little more out of me, than I thought," the Texan yawned again.
Chris stared at him, not quite sure what to make of Vin's casual acknowledgement of his trangression. "You aren't mad?" he questioned increduously.
Vin laughed and leaned over and kissed Chris lightly on the cheek. "Hate to tell ya pard, but you havin' a couple of beers with Buck, ain't real high on the list o' shit I've had dumped on my head."
Chris laughed with him and shook his head. Vin really was amazing. "I can't believe you're not even a little mad," he replied gratefully and hugged the younger man tightly.
"I guess I could get mad for ya, if ya really want me to," Vin said doubtfully. "But, I reckon ya worked hard enough these last few weeks ta earn a few beers." "Besides," he added, "yer always gonna come home ta me, because you love me, right?"
"Oh yeah," Chris whispered past the lump in his throat. "Always. There's no way, I'm ever gonna stop loving you. Fifty years from now, when I'm shuffling along in my walker, I'm still gonna want you."
Vin flushed with pleasure and kissed Chris's cheek. "I made dinner. Are ya hungry?" he inquired softly.
"Starved," Chris lied. "How about you?"
"Yeah, I waited ta eat with ya," Vin admitted. Why don'tcha grab a quick shower and I'll set the table," the Texan suggested.
"OK," Chris agreed and gave him a light kiss.
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Chris hastily stripped and showered. Damn, he was a lucky man! He should have known Vin wouldn't be mad. Thinking about Vin's lack of anger, made Chris feel even guiltier than he'd felt driving home. Vin loved him completely and did everything he could to please Chris. All he asked in return, was that Chris love him. Thinking about Vin's reaction, while he showered, Chris had one of those moments of perfect clarity that life sometimes gave, when you least expected it. The reason Vin wasn't mad, was the same reason he didn't complain about not having hot water in his apartment. It was the same reason, that the Texan would blush and lower his eyes at any small kindness he was shown.
Shit, Chris thought, as he rinsed the soap out of his hair. Vin was just so damned used to not having anybody take his feelings into consideration, that he just accepted it as part of life. And, Chris was ashamed to realize, he'd been as guilty as everyone else, except maybe, Nettie, of not considering Vin's feelings. All those little things that Vin did for him, that he never even gave a second thought to. And there'd been more than one time like tonight, that he'd done what he wanted to do, even though he knew Vin wanted to do something else. He'd known instinctively, when Buck invited him out, that Vin was waiting for him, but he'd went anyway. He hadn't intended to hurt Vin, but just the same, he'd easily dismissed Vin's wishes from his mind. Not anymore, he vowed silently, as he toweled himself off.
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Vin was just putting a couple of cold beers on the table to go with the food, when Chris walked into the dining room. He wasn't the least bit hungry, but he was determined to eat enough, that Vin wouldn't notice. Vin sat the bottles down and came over and hugged Chris.
"I missed you a lot," he drawled softly against Chris's ear.
Chris could feel his hardness through the denim material and his own body reacted similarly. Holding the younger man in his arms, he wanted nothing more than to make love to him on the spot, but he remembered that Vin hadn't eaten and he reluctantly pulled back. "Let's eat," he said huskily. "We're gonna need energy later."
Vin nodded and they sat down together and Vin cut the roast in half and and put a large piece from the center on Chris's plate. "Sorry, it's a little dry," he apologized.
"Don't worry about it," Chris said, knowing full well that at 5:30 it had been done perfectly. "Can I have some more of those potatoes?" he added, not wanting the ones Vin had already put on his plate.
"Sure," Vin replied and smiled his little smile and Chris was glad he'd asked for them.
They ate their food without talking. Chris watched Vin attack his food and felt guilty again. He ate his own slowly. Vin was right, the meat was dry, Chris thought as he took another drink of his beer. Your own fault, Larabee, he told himself sternly and choked down another bite.
Vin had eaten two plates full, when he realized that Chris was only half done. He cleared his plate and was putting the leftovers away, when Chris grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him down onto his lap.
"What're ya doin', Chris?" he demanded.
"Having dessert," Chris put a hand on Vin's crotch and caressed the denim covered shaft.
"But, you ain't finished eatin' dinner," Vin answered breathlessly and ground his butt into Chris's erection.
"Suddenly, I'm not hungry anymore," Chris answered almost truthfully.
"I gotta put the food away," Vin drawled softly, his hands moving slowly over Chris's hands.
"Nope, what you gotta do, is let me love you," Chris whispered into his ear and kissed the skin on the side of his neck, in the way he knew Vin loved.
Twisting his body, so that he could see Chris, Vin stroked the side of Chris's cheek and met his eyes. "I love you so much Chris," he whispered huskily.
"I know you do," Chris answered him honestly. "I just wonder, if you really know, how much I love you?"
"Whatd'ya mean Chris?" Vin was puzzled.
"I mean," Chris used his hands to push Vin's hair behind his shoulders, as he continued speaking softly. "Sometimes, I can be pretty insensitive, like not coming home on time, when it's been almost two weeks since we spent any time together-"
"But, I told ya, I wasn't mad," Vin interrupted.
"I know," Chris smiled and pulled Vin's hand around and kissed the palm. "And, that's just what I'm talking about. You not getting mad at me."
"I get mad at ya plenty," Vin reminded him, thoroughly confused by the direction of the conversation.
"Yes, but it's always about work, or how I treat other people," Chris pointed out. "You never get mad, when I don't treat you right."
Vin blushed and lowered his eyes, now understanding what Chris meant.
"Vin, you matter too, you know that don't you?" Chris asked softly and lifted Vin's chin, so he could see his eyes. He knew that Vin wouldn't be able to hide what he was feeling from him, if he could see those eyes. Everything that Vin felt was in those eyes.
Vin didn't know how to answer Chris. He loved Chris so much. If Chris sometimes did things that bothered him, he could brush them aside, knowing that Chris didn't really mean to hurt him. And he couldn't risk having Chris stop loving him over stupid things. So, he let them go. Chris loved him and that was way more important, then whether Chris came home at 5:30 or 8:30.
Unsure of what he wanted to tell Chris, Vin began speaking slowly, his drawl very pronounced, "I love you a whole lot Chris, and I know you love me."
Chris could see the love glowing softly in his blue eyes.
"I ain't had much experience with love and I ain't real good at knowin' what you're s'posed ta do when ya love someone," the younger man continued earnestly. "But, I'm thinkin' that when two people love each other like we do," Vin colored and went on, "well, they kinda let the stuff that doesn't really matter go. ‘Cause the good stuff makes up for it." "Is that right?" he added shyly.
Chris was so moved, that he couldn't speak at first. This shy young man who'd never had anyone in the world to love him or show him how love was supposed to be, knew more instinctively about how you treated someone you loved, than he himself, who'd always been loved by someone, had learned in forty years. He didn't have a clue what he'd done to deserve this amazing man's love, but he was damned glad he had it. "Yeah, cowboy, that's right," he responded, his voice husky. "But, you know what else?" he added softly. "The person who didn't act right is supposed to make up for it. And, that's just what I want to do right now, if you'll let me."
"Anything ya want," Vin said softly, his warm blue eyes meeting Chris's green ones.
"No," Chris replied with passion in his voice, "anything you want."
With that, he slid one hand under the younger man's hair onto his neck and pulled Vin into a deep kiss. His other hand, he wrapped around Vin's waist and pulled his body closer. Vin's arms went around his neck and they held onto one another and shared their love in deep kisses for several minutes.
"So," Chris whispered when he broke off the kiss. "Tell me what you want."
"I just want you to love me," Vin replied simply.
"I do. And, I always will," Chris responded warmly and then added with mock sterness, "but that's not what I meant and you know it."
Vin was used to following Chris's lead in their lovemaking, and he found the idea of just blurting out sexual requests, when they weren't in the middle of making love, a little embarrassing. His eyes dropped and his cheeks got hot, as he studied the floor and thought about the things he liked Chris to do.
"Tell me," Chris urged and kissed the hollow just above his breastbone.
Vin shivered and blurted out, "I want ya ta kiss me everywhere." He thought his cheeks were going to burst into flame, and he couldn't bring himself to meet Chris's eyes.
Chris saw his pink cheeks and the dark crescents his lowered eyelashes made against his skin, and the older man was hard pressed not to throw his lover onto the floor and ravage him on the spot. Instead, he laughed softly and his voice was a growl when he spoke again, "Why don't we hop in the Jacuzzi and I'll see what I can do about that?" he suggested, while he nibbled on Vin's ear.
Vin might have been embarrassed about making the request, but he couldn't wait to slide his naked body against Chris with that hot water bubbling around them. "Yeah," he whispered hoarsely and climbed off of Chris's lap. The sharpshooter offered his hand to Chris and he took it gladly. Standing, Chris wrapped his free hand around Vin's shoulders and together they went down the hall.
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Vin turned the water on to fill the Jacuzzi and made it halfway between the nearly scalding temperature he liked and the warm but not hot, that Chris liked, while Chris quickly stripped his clothes off. As soon as the water covered the jets, Chris turned them on and climbed in. Feeling the hot water bubbling around him, he was really glad he'd thought of this.
Vin began undressing, not realizing that Chris was watching his every move furtively. Chris knew that if Vin caught him watching, the younger man would blush and try to cover his nakedness. How Vin could love him so wildly and eagerly when they made love and yet be so shy when they weren't in the middle of sex, was beyond Chris. That shyness however, was a huge turn on to Chris. Vin would give him a toe tingling blow job and then turn pink if he caught Chris eyeing his tight little ass. And, damned if he didn't love eyeing that ass, Chris thought as Vin's jeans slipped to the floor leaving the younger man completely nude.
He moved gracefully with his back to Chris, and Chris's eyes roamed hungrily over the slender form. His muscles were well defined, but not bulging and if there was an ounce of fat anywhere on his lithe body, it had to be in those two round cheeks, that were so soft under Chris's hand.
Just then Vin turned around to come into the tub and caught his lover watching him. Vin blushed, in the way that Chris loved and the older man bit back a laugh. Vin looked like a deer caught in the headlights, trying to figure out how to hide himself from Chris's lusty gaze and still cross the ten feet to the Jacuzzi. Chris was completely unrepentant, when he met Vin's eyes."
"Walk like a man Vin," he laughed and eyed that gorgeous body openly.
The look Vin shot him was deadly, but Chris ignored it and held his hand out to his lover. "C'mon in now," he urged, the laughter gone completely from his voice.
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Vin sank into the bubbling water gratefully. He hated feeling like he was on display and found it embarrassing as all get out to be stared at, even by Chris. He loved that he turned Chris on, but it was just so . . . so unnerving to be stared at so openly. He much preferred being able to sink down under the water into Chris's waiting arms.
Vin sat in front of Chris, with his back pressed up against Chris's belly and those soft cheeks cushioning the older man's erection. Larabee knew without touching him, that Vin was as hard as he was. Chris's hands were gently stroking Vin's belly in a soothing way. They were both horny and didn't need any stimulation in that area, but Chris didn't just want to make love to Vin. He wanted Vin to truly understand, that it was so much more than just sex.
This must be what Heaven's like, Vin thought. Ain't no streets paved with gold or big fancy mansions. Heaven's just sitting in the arms of the person you love, knowin' that they love you. He knew Chris was still feeling bad about coming home late and he wished he could make Chris understand, how much it didn't matter. What mattered, was that Chris loved him and Chris was holdin' him.
Vin sighed contentedly and leaned his head back further onto Chris's shoulder. Chris spied his exposed neck, looking so enticing and couldn't resist nibbling on the tender skin. "You ready to let me make it up to you?" he whispered huskily.
Vin colored, but arched his neck back so that more of the soft skin was available for Chris's hungry mouth. "Yeah," was the only word he managed.
Chris laughed softly to himself, while he continued stroking Vin's belly and feasting on Vin's neck. Vin was shy as hell and Chris could get him blushing with just a look, but he was also a completely sensual lover. Chris loved the responses his touches and kisses could elicit from his young lover. He only hoped he could get Vin to let him fulfill his request. The younger man was as generous in his lovemaking as he was in everything else and Chris knew that Vin would find it hard to just allow himself to be pleasured, without reciprocating. Well, this is one time, Vin Tanner is just going to have to let someone else do something for him, Chris thought, anticipating the things he was going to do.
Larabee decided that he would rather finish this session in the bed, where he could indulge Vin, without substantial risk of drowning. "Come on, lets get out of this water before anything important shrinks," he suggested with an evil grin.
Vin laughed and climbed out of the tub. He grabbed one of the large terry cloth towels that were folded neatly on a shelf. He handed it to Chris, who was out of the tub by now and was about to get one for himself, when he found himself wrapped in Chris's towel.
Chris grabbed a smaller towel and rubbed Vin's hair with it vigorously, before tossing it to the floor. Chris took a long time drying the rest of his lover. He dried Vin's face first, wiping it tenderly with a small corner of the soft terrycloth. When Vin's face was dry, Chris dried his back in long slow swipes. He wiped droplets of water off of Vin's shoulders and arms and then moved the towel around and wiped off his chest and shoulders, savoring the sight of Vin's cock twitching and bobbing everytime Chris touched his nipples. Chris used both palms flat under the terrycloth, to rub every inch of Vin's cheeks. He couldn't resist a little squeeze, before he dried Vin's stomach and hips.
Vin's eyes were closed and he moaned softly and his hands clenched into fists, while Chris took his time finishing the task of getting his lover dry. Vin's body quivered when Chris's hands went between his legs and dried the inner part of his thighs. God! It felt so good already and Chris hadn't kissed him anywhere yet. Vin blushed at the memory of asking Chris to kiss him everywhere.
At that moment, Chris finished drying Vin's body and stood up and kissed him lightly. "Get in bed, before you get cold," Chris instructed Vin. He knew how easily Vin got cold and he didn't want anything interfering with the Texan's pleasure tonight, including cold feet.
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Vin willingly complied. Chris was right about him getting cold. He could already feel the goosebumps rising up on his arms. Quickly scrambling under the heavy quilt, Vin waited eagerly for his lover.
Chris quickly dried himself, thinking of the way Vin had moaned and trembled under his touch. God, he was going to love this. Dropping the towel, Chris turned the Jacuzzi off and let the water out and crossed the room to the bed. Vin had the covers pulled up to his chin and he lifted them to let Chris join him. Chris climbed into the bed and settled the blankets around himself and pulled Vin's body on top of his.
Vin's toes tickled Chris's ankles, when he lifted his head to kiss the older man. Chris hugged him tightly, loving the way Vin fit into his arms so perfectly. They kissed deeply, Chris cradling Vin's head and holding onto one of his hands tightly and Vin using his free hand to stroke Chris's cheek.
"I love you so much," Vin whispered breathlessly, when they came up for air.
"I love you too," Chris panted back. "And, I want to show you just how much." With that, he twisted his body out from under Vin's. In seconds, Vin was sprawled on his stomach on the bed and Chris was stradling him from behind. Leaning forward, the older man pulled Vin's hair out of the way and in a low voice whispered in his ear, "I'm going to make it up to you now, and you're going to let me, understand?" Without waiting for Vin's answer, Chris began kissing his neck.
Vin didn't bother trying to answer Chris. He didn't think he could get a coherent word out, even if he had an answer. Chris was stroking the sides of his arms and nibbling on his neck and he could feel Chris's hard flesh pressing against his butt.
Chris kissed his way slowly down Vin's back, using his tongue to trace each vertabra. He could hear the moans coming from Vin with every kiss and he could feel small shudders under his lips. His hands roamed freely, kneading the flesh of Vin's arms and shoulders. He paused for a moment when he reached the soft mounds of Vin's cheeks and then used his hands to squeeze them gently, while he ran his tongue lightly along the crack. When he got to the puckered opening, he traced it with his tongue and sucked at it lightly. He moved his mouth to the spot behind Vin's balls and Vin's body jerked in response.
"Oh God Chris!" the cry was torn from Vin's lips, when he felt that hot wet tongue and those soft lips on that spot. And then Chris tongued his balls and he couldn't keep from thursting his cock against the mattress, desperate for relief.
"Oh no, you don't," Chris pushed his hips down onto the bed, so he couldn't get the much needed friction. "Tonight, you're just going to lie there and let me do everything. Don't worry," he added. "I promise, it will be worth the wait, OK?"
Vin couldn't speak, he was too busy trying to calm himself enough so that he could hold still.
Chris grinned at the younger man's shuddering form. Everything he wanted this to be was happening. Vin was aching for him and he wasn't even half done 'kissing him everywhere.'
The blond continued kissing his way down Vin's legs, nibbling at the soft flesh of his thighs and the backs of his thighs. When he got to the back of Vin's knees, he had to put a warning hand on his hips again, to still them. Vin was moaning and Chris could hear him intermittently gasp in pleasure. Finally, Chris reached the end of his quest and after some quick licks to the soles of Vin's feet, he took all ten toes into his mouth suckling them one by one.
Satisfied, that he hadn't missed a square inch of the back of any part of Vin, Chris stretched out on his side alongside of the Texan. He turned his lover's unresisting body over, until they were stretched out face to face.