ATF Universe
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Notes: This is my version of a PWP or at least the closest I'll probably ever get. Darn plot bunnies kept trying to sneak in. I'm hoping that this will keep Ez and JD happy for awhile so I can get back to And Still to Love. (They kept trying to jump ahead.) Many thanks to MOG for creating the ATF universe and letting us all play in it. Many, many thanks to Kathye, who puts up with my sending her bits of fic and asking "Is this ok?" And last, but not least, thank you to Walt Whitman for providing the title to this fic.
We two: how long we were fool'd!
Now transmuted, we swiftly escape, as Nature escapes;
We are Nature: long have we been absent, but now we return;- Walt Whitman
Ezra unlocked the door to his townhouse and slipped inside. He glanced at his watch, noting he had a few hours before he was supposed to meet the others. Looking around, he felt something was off, but he couldn't tell what. His instincts weren't screaming 'danger' so whatever it was, it was familiar to him. He glanced into his living room and a wry, half-smile touched his lips.
"JD?" No answer, he called again, "JD? Where are you?"
"In here." Ezra followed the sound of JD's voice into his bedroom. He was a little unnerved, because while he'd always pictured JD being in this room with him someday, he doubted that today it was going to be the way he wanted. He took a few steps into the room and stopped.
"Where?" Ezra looked around in confusion. He took another step, his senses tingling the way they always did around his friend, but he didn't see him in the room.
Feeling a presence behind him, he started to turn around but a hand touched his shoulder stopping him, a familiar voice commanding, "Don't turn around."
Ezra swallowed, trying to moisten his dry mouth before saying, "To what do I owe the honor of this visit?"
"We need to talk."
Ezra's face tightened. He wasn't ready for this. It was too soon.
"What did you want to talk about?" Maybe, Ezra latched onto the thought like a drowning man, maybe this wasn't about 'that'. His breath caught when he heard a husky chuckle. He could feel the heat from JD's hand on his back as it trailed over his shoulder blades.
"You." JD's thumb brushed upward on the skin on the nape of Ezra's neck. "Me." Downward. JD brought his mouth close. "Us." He let out a puff of air, his warm breath sending tremors through Ezra's torso.
Clenching his fists, Ezra tried to regain control and turn around.
"Don't." JD's arms reached around and loosened Ezra's tie. Ezra watched nimble fingers pulling it slowly, inch by inch, from around his neck. His head moved to follow the tie as it was tossed onto a nearby chair.
Ezra caught JD's hands in his own and said faintly, "We shouldn't be doing this. I thought you wanted to talk?"
"I changed my mind. Talking is over-rated anyway. Words tend to get in the way." JD pressed his body up against Ezra's.
JD's breath tickled Ezra's ear as he asked, "Do you really want me to stop?" He pulled one of his hands free from Ezra's and drew a line down Ezra's chest until he reached the waistband of his pants.
"No," Ezra sighed. "I mean, yes, we really should stop." He took a step away from the younger man and turned to face him for the first time.
"Ok." JD's hand dropped to his sides. Head bent slightly, he whispered, "I'm sorry Ezra. I wanted to believe that the way you've been acting around me meant you felt the same way about me that I feel about you." Turning to leave the room, he stopped at the doorway, his back still to Ezra and added, "Wishful thinking, I guess." JD strode down the hall, snagging his jacket from the sofa as he passed it, intent on getting out of there as quickly as possible.
Ezra stood in the bedroom trying to make sense of what had happened. His heart seized as he realized that all of his dreams were about to walk out the door.
"Wait!" He hurried after JD and caught his arm just as JD reached the door.
"What?" JD asked despairingly, refusing to look at Ezra. He stared at his hand on the door handle, wondering idly why it wasn't opening the door. He couldn't believe he had screwed this up.
Ezra studied JD's profile, cursing himself for making what could still turn out to be the biggest mistake of his life. He had to fix this. He couldn't lose this, not now, not when he was so close to getting what he had wanted for as long as he had known this man.
"You weren't wrong." There, he'd said it.
JD cast a surprised glance at Ezra before looking at his hand again. He wasn't going to make the next move. It had to be Ezra. He knew he was committed to this, but he had to know that Ezra felt the same way.
"JD, please look at me?" Ezra asked softly. He placed his finger alongside JD's cheek and slowly turned JD's face towards him. Long lashes shuttered JD's eyes from his view. Ezra leaned forward until his lips hovered just a breath away from JD's. "I'd like you to stay."
Ezra paused, waiting until JD raised his eyes and stared into Ezra's. Questioning, pleading, hoping. Ezra forced himself not to move away or hide what he was feeling. This was too important.
Neither of them would be able to say later who had closed the gap, but in an instant their lips were pressed together.
Ezra closed his eyes as he felt the softness of JD's lips. His hand cupped JD's cheek before moving back and threading his fingers through thick hair.
JD tilted his head, wrapping one arm around Ezra, drawing him in closer. The tip of his tongue slipped out to trace the curve of Ezra's bottom lip before sucking it gently. Was this really happening or was he dreaming again? If this is a dream, I don't ever want to wake up, he thought before losing himself to the sensations that were sweeping over him.
Ezra's mouth opened as he felt JD suck in his lower lip. His hand moved from JD's lower back to clutch at his shoulders. JD pulled back from the kiss, breathing heavily, before moving back and plunging his tongue into Ezra's mouth. JD's hand finally let go of the door handle and grasped the back of Ezra's head. JD's other hand moved until it rested on the curve of Ezra's ass. Ezra moaned when JD squeezed his cheek. He found himself grinding his groin against JD's hardness in a desperate frenzy. A very small part of him was appalled that he could lose control over a kiss, but the rest of him didn't care. Besides, he wasn't kissing just anybody, he was kissing JD.
Pulling back with a series of short kisses, JD whispered, "Ok."
Ezra blinked in confusion as he stared blankly at JD's kiss swollen lips. JD reached up and took hold of the hand still tangled in his hair and began leading Ezra back to his bedroom.
"What...what just happened here?" JD stopped in the hallway and gave him a hard kiss, pulling away before Ezra could deepen it.
"You convinced me to stay."
Ezra smiled broadly, his gold tooth glinting from the hall light. "I did?" he asked happily.
JD smirked as he started walking backwards towards Ezra's bedroom. "Yes, you did."
Ezra followed JD into the bedroom like the besotted fool he now knew himself to be. When JD stopped him just inside the door, Ezra looked at JD in confusion.
JD raised himself up to whisper huskily in Ezra's ear, "I'd like to pick up where we left off earlier. Is that okay with you?"
Face flushed from desire, Ezra nodded mutely.
"I thought you might like that." His hand pressing above Ezra's heart, JD slowly moved around Ezra until he was standing behind him. "Let's get you out of this jacket, shall we?" JD said, bringing his arms over Ezra's shoulders and hooking his fingers over the collar of the jacket and pulling it off. Taking the jacket, JD hung it up in the closet knowing how Ezra felt about his clothes.
Ezra swallowed convulsively as he watched JD remove his own jacket, tossing it aside and begin unbuttoning his shirt. What were they getting themselves into, he wondered? Licking his dry lips, he started unbuttoning his own shirt, only getting as far as his cuffs.
"Don't you dare." JD moved in close. "I've been wanting to do this all day." Reaching up JD undid the top most button, his lips brushing against the small hollow of Ezra's neck. His tongue darted out to take a taste of Ezra's skin. Undoing the next couple of buttons, he repeated his actions after each one. Finally undoing the last one, he pulled the shirt off, tossing it to the floor. JD pressed his face against Ezra's chest breathing in his scent, savoring the moment.
Ezra's hands grasped JD's shoulders as he steadied himself. Oh god. Where did he learn how to do that! Ezra shuddered as JD rubbed his face against his chest. Flexing his hands, Ezra shoved JD's shirt off, running his hands up and down JD's smooth back.
Ezra felt JD's tongue flick over his nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Hearing a strange sound, Ezra was stunned when he recognized that it was coming from him. He didn't whimper. He was certain, he didn't whimper.
The inarticulate sounds Ezra was making were ample encouragement for JD to continue his exploration of Ezra's chest. He moved to the other nipple and trailed his tongue around the hard nub. Ezra just got louder. JD nipped him gently with his teeth and Ezra threw back his head and shuddered.
Grasping JD's head tightly, Ezra brought their mouths together in a soul-jarring kiss. JD's hands clenched onto Ezra's ass.
Unable to wait anymore, Ezra moved JD backwards towards the bed unbuckling JD's belt and unfastening his pants. He was distantly aware that JD had started doing the same to him.
JD felt the back of his legs hit the bed a second before he was pushed onto it, bouncing slightly. Ezra quickly removed the rest of JD's clothes. He watched, nibbling his lower lip, as Ezra slid his thumbs into his waistband before sliding his pants and boxers down. Stepping out of the puddle of clothes, Ezra kicked off his shoes and socks. He knelt on the bed, his legs straddling JD's thighs.
Ezra let his hands roam over JD's chest, enjoying the feel of the smooth skin. His gaze traveled over the chest to JD's narrow hips, lingering on the erection standing proudly amidst a small tuft of dark curls. "My turn," he panted. Ezra trailed his tongue down JD's sternum, tasting, nipping and sucking until he reached his stomach. He dipped his tongue into JD's belly button and heard JD take in a sharp breath, thrusting his hips upwards. Lingering for a moment, the corner of his mouth twitched up. He would have to remember that spot.
Ezra pressed his face against JD's groin, inhaling the musky scent of his arousal, closing his eyes as emotion welled up in him. Unable to resist having a little taste, Ezra brought his nose up the side of JD's penis before closing his mouth over the tip and sucking slowly.
"Ah...Ezra..." JD's head tossed back and forth. Threading his fingers through Ezra's hair, he lifted Ezra's head and pleaded, "Let me love you, Ezra. Please. Let me show you how much I love you."
Ezra pressed his lips to JD's and murmured, "I'll be right back." Ezra quickly retrieved some lube from his bathroom. His footsteps faltered as he returned to find JD sprawled across the bed, one hand slowly stroking his cock while the other rubbed his chest, occasionally pinching his nipples.
Dark eyes looked at him as JD said huskily, "I thought you'd never get back."
At JD's side in an instant, Ezra kissed him deeply. Straddling the younger man again, Ezra uncapped the tube, squeezing some of the lube onto his fingers. With his eyes locked on JD's, he reached around and inserted a finger inside, preparing himself. He thrust the finger in and out, hooking it slightly on the way in. JD sat up and ran his hand over Ezra's stomach, massaging the muscles gently. Ezra added another finger, scissoring them a few times before pulling them out. Squeezing out more lube, he pressed three fingers into his hole and moaned.
JD was mesmerized. In all his fantasies, he had never imagined this. Watching Ezra prepare himself for him was so much more erotic that anything he'd ever even dreamed. His hand continued to massage Ezra's stomach, moving in slow, tender circles.
"How do you want to do this?" he asked, unsure of himself for the first time since Ezra had kissed him by the door.
Ezra leaned down, his mouth hovering over JD's and whispered, "I want to watch your face while you fuck me. Hard."
JD gulped.
Ezra smiled reassuringly then shifted to lay down on the bed. Lifting his hips slightly, he slid a pillow under them. He picked up the tube again, squeezing a dollop on his palm, he rubbed his hands together before stroking it on JD's cock.
Ezra brought his legs up to his chest, holding them in place while JD positioned himself. Taking a deep breath, JD pressed forward, reminding himself to go slow. Ezra had other ideas and once JD had breached the inner ring of muscle, he wrapped his legs around JD's waist and pulled until JD was buried deep inside him. Ezra breathed out as he felt the familiar burn. He flexed his internal muscles and JD moaned.
Then JD began to move. Sweat trickling down his chest, he thrust in and out, adjusting his angle trying to find that one spot.
Ezra pushed back in counterpoint to JD's thrusts, as they found their rhythm.
"Yes...oh god...just like that..." Ezra shouted as JD hit his prostate, pleasure shooting through his body again and again until it was a constant presence. JD increased the speed of his thrusts, grunting as he slammed his body forward hard enough to rock the bed. "Harder...yeah like that...yes....love you....love you."
JD grabbed Ezra's cock with one of his hands and pumped hard. With a strangled cry, Ezra convulsed as he let go, his muscles contracting as he pulled JD over the edge with him.
Gasping for breath, JD put his weight on his bent arms, and pressed his forehead to Ezra's. "Did I mention that I love you?"
Reaching up to smooth away the sweat-damped hair from JD's forehead, Ezra cupped his cheek and said, "Yes. I love you, too." He pulled JD in for a long, lingering kiss, before finally burying his face in the crook of JD's neck.
"I could stay like this forever," JD confided.
"That might become a bit problematic," Ezra teased.
Sighing, JD nodded and pulled out. "Be right back." JD hurried into the bathroom and came back with a damp washcloth. After cleaning them both up, he tossed it to the floor and snuggled next to his lover. Resting his head on Ezra's shoulder, JD idly traced patterns on his chest. "Ezra?"
"Yes."
"I think we really need to have that talk now, don't you?"
"Most assuredly, but it can wait until tomorrow."
JD smiled contentedly. "Ok."
End
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