Making things Right

[daan73]

Title: Making things Right
Author: Danielle /Daan73 /Dani :)
Paring: Van/Jake
Rating: NC-17

Summary: Noah descides to make some things clear for once and for all
Warnings: Well it is rated nc 17 and I guess I could do a  (sickenly ) fluff  warning :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Luke, Noah, or any other ATWT character. I only borrow them to turn the scenes in my head into actual stories. I promise to return them when I'm done.
Beta: The amazing Tom Aspirwriter . Thanks You always make it better <3
Prompt: May I have this dance?




Van looked around the room. How he would have liked to stay in his appartment after the unexpected visitor
arrived that afternoon. His mind flashed back to a few hours earlier…

He was just sitting on his couch petting his girly and reading one of his new books. He was enjoying his
relaxing time, not doing anything before he had to attend the party that night. It was a party hosted
by Tyler and his new partner, and there were a lot of good friends and family coming as well as old
colleagues from his ATWT time. He and Tyler had been together for a long time and his friends became
their friends, so it was not surprising to know Tyler invited some of their combined friends for his party.

He smiled thinking about his former boyfriend and longtime lover. He was glad he had found happiness
with Ron. They made a good match together, and when Tyler and he had separated Ron had finally
found the courage to ask Ty out. The rest was history. Van didn’t have bad feelings about it at all, not
about what could have been, or about the breakup, or about Ty’s new relationship. It was right this
way. They had been together for a long time, and eventually both found out there had to be more. Van
knew there was a reason, but neither he nor Tyler mentioned that reason aloud.

He was sad Jake cancelled for the party. He hadn’t seen him in such a long time and really had hoped he
would have been able to make it. But Jake was doing auditions like him, and he was in a second round
so he couldn’t make it to the party.

He was startled by the doorbell. He got up and opened the door, wondering who could have been at
the door, so he waited for the person coming upstairs and almost dropped his book he was still holding.
"Jake…" he stuttered, "Wwwwhat are you doing here?" Surprise showed in his features and his voice.

"Surprise," came the smooth reply before he was grabbed in a bear hug, and he felt himself relax in the
comforting feeling of that embrace.

Walking into the flat, Van kept firing question at Jake. "Why are you here? What happened with the
audition? How come you didn’t phone me to tell me you were coming?”

"It was canceled, and I wanted to surprise you," came the fluid and smiling reply. Van dragged Jake to
the couch-just happy to see him and be in his presence. It was like it had always been.

They talked about Jake's life in NY and how Van was holding up in LA. They just enjoyed each other’s
company, talking, laughing, and being together. Jake was so excited to surprise Van. He really had
wanted to fly out to the party. He missed his best friend, and that alone was reason enough to attend
the party. And, he really wanted to be around Van for a while. He had noticed some change in the
way he was feeling and wanted to see if what he was sensing inside himself was right. He knew Van
and he were close, but they never mentioned anything to each other when both could sense there
was something happening. They were so at ease with each other, and Jake noticed that it kept getting
harder and harder to stay away from his best friend. He knew Van had feelings for him. He was not
scared of rejection, although Van didn’t know that Tyler told him after they had broken up that one of
the reasons was that Jake, in a way, had also living in their flat.

At first it had shocked Jake, but after the initial shock he felt himself growing warm and sensing feelings
of rightness and contentment. He finally could admit to himself that perhaps he also was looking for
something that was already there. He just hadn’t been looking in the right place.

So he took some time for himself to figure things out to end his already failing relationship with
Stephanie and to try to work out what he wanted himself. When he got the invitation to Tyler’s big
party, he immediately thought this was the right time, so he contacted Tyler to talk to him about it, and
the plan started.

And now he was here sitting on Van's couch in his home feeling better than he had felt in a long, long
time. Van radiated with happiness, and Jake felt his heart swell knowing it was him being here that had
caused that.

Coming back to the present, they talked and Van took Jake's stuff into the guestroom that was always
ready for whenever Jake decided to come and stay over. Jake’s stomach dropped as he looked into that
room. Would he be spending the night there, or…

They got dressed for their night out and walked out in comfortable chatter to grab a taxi that would
take them to the location where the party was held. A lot of people were there already, and they were
greeted with enthusiasm and friendly hugs and claps on their shoulders.

They talked to Alex and Talia and promised them a dance later that evening. They sat down for a drink
with Billy and they talked for a bit with Elizabeth. Finally after some drinks and a few dances, Jake saw
Tyler looking out for him and he breathed in hard and nodded. It was time.

The band that had been playing all kinds of music started a slow ballad, and Jake turned towards Van to
look him straight in his eyes, asking "Can I have this dance?"

Van's face was covered with a shocked expression. "Jake, what are you doing?"

"I am asking you to dance, Van."

"Why would you do that Jake, you'd better not. You know people would-" Jake's look stopped Van
midsentence, and he just took the offered hand.

Van didn’t know what was happening but it seemed significant. He accepted the offer Jake was making
him and he took hold of the hand that was still there waiting for him to grasp it.

Van felt Jake pulling him towards the dance floor, and he felt Jake taking him in his strong arms. Van
didn’t know how to act. He looked around, but instead of uncomfortable looks he just saw smiling faces
and thumbs up. Van caught a glimpse of Tyler’s face as he mouthed 'go for it'.

And that was what Van decided to do. He relaxed and let himself be held, spinning over the dance floor
in the arms of the man he would never have expected to be in...

Jake felt over the moon. It felt so good holding Van in his arms like that. He felt surer than ever that he
had made the right decision. Now to convince Van of his intentions… but, feeling Van's arousal against
his own tight Jake hoped that would be the easy part. He was hard himself, and he just wanted to pull
Van closer and closer, wanted to touch him, to push his lips against those plump ones. He looked into
hazel brown eyes and behind the confusion he saw something darker-raging lust. Without words, they
left the dance floor, grabbed their coats, and took the first cab they came across. They rode in silence
back to Van's apartment.

Once back, Van opened the door and that was it. The clicking of the door into the lock snapped him out
of the daze he was in and he walked up to Van backing him up against the door looking down on him
and finally brushed his lips against the other man’s. He heard the sigh coming from the man he was
kissing, the man he hoped he would be doing much more to tonight that just kissing.

The dance and all it entitled broke some barrier in Jake, and now he wanted it all and could only hope
Van wanted that too. Van looked up in to Jake's blue eyes sparkling with lust and something more.
He felt they needed to talk, but he also wanted to just go with the moment, enjoying what he never
thought would be possible-having the love of his life in his apartment holding him tight against his
body and looking down on him with what seemed to be love, caressing him like he was the most
important and most precious thing in the world and he himself loved him for so long and wanted to be
with him more than anything.

Jake, who noticed the hesitation in Van's body language, pulled back a bit and looked at him with
questions in his eyes. “What is the matter, Van? I thought you wanted this just like me." The insecurity
was clear in his soft and low voice.

"Oh my goodness, Jake, you have no idea how much I want this and have wanted this for so long. It
feels like Christmas and New Years coming together. It is what I’ve wanted most in the world, but....”

Van didn’t have to say more, because Jake knew like as it had always been since the moment they met,
from the first moment they stood opposite each other for their roles as Luke and Noah. “I am sure,
Van, this isn’t a spur of the moment thing. This is something I considered on a number of occasions and
made perfectly clear before I even would have made a move. You think I would have done what I did
tonight if I wasn’t perfectly sure?"

And just like that, it was okay. Van grabbed Jake's hand to entangle their fingers, and he pulled him
towards his own bedroom. He started to undress Jake with gentle caresses-stroking his cheek,
unbuttoning his shirt, touching every part of his chest that came into view. "Jake, you are so beautiful."
Van was mesmerized by the lean, slightly-tanned chest that came into view. He started to drop kisses
everywhere he could reach-his face, his neck, and down over his chest, slightly pulling the nipples that
stood erect.

Jake didn’t want to let Van do all the work. He had waited so long to hold Van's naked body in his
arms. He made short work of Van's clothes and left him standing in just his boxer briefs that covered an
impressive bulge.

"Little anxious there, bubby?"

Jake smiled at the familiar name Van used using the tension release to shrug of his own clothes. Turning
serious again and pulling Van against him so they touched head to toe, whispered softly, "Waited for so
long for this Van, so long."

That simple remark brought tears to Van's eyes. And he whispered into the ear he was kissing, "You
don’t have to wait anymore. Come with me."

And he laid himself down on the bed, pulling Jake on top of him. Jake shuddered from the emotions

running trough his body. He felt so good. This felt so right. "Van," Jake said carefully while stroking the
impressive erection from the gorgeous blonde lying beneath him and immensely enjoying the sensation
of touching another man and not any man but His man.

Dazed eyes looked up in his questioning without asking urging him to continue and to speak his mind.

Jake’s heart beat out of his chest. "May I make love to you?"

“Yes Jake, you may," came the answer while Jake felt his body shifting when Van opened his legs wider
to accommodate him.

Jake was glad that he had read and looked up some stuff because when the time would be there he
didn’t want to come off ignorant and most of all he wouldn’t want to hurt the man he loved. He picked
up the tube from the nightstand and gently warmed it up between his hands, watching Van's eyes
expressing so many different feelings-lust, disbelief, wonder, consideration, and love. Most of all he
saw his own love mirrored there.

He gently prepared the man lying beneath him, so trustworthy in offering himself to him. When Van
couldn’t take it anymore, he reached up and took the tube lying beside him on the bed, drizzled some
on his own fingers, and started rubbing Jake's impressive erection standing proudly. Van thought to
himself that this man was really beautiful all over and decided he just wanted to speak out loud. “You
are beautiful, you know. Every part of you is beautiful." He watched Jake blush and decided it was time
he took a bit of control, feeling Jake’s confidence slipping a bit now that he was finally there. He guided
Jake's cock toward his entrance and encouraging him to move.

"Are you certain, Van? Are you ready? I don’t want to hurt you."

Van smiled kindly and felt his heart warm by the genuine consideration in those softly spoken words.
"Yes Jake, i am fine. I want you to make love to me, to show me how much you love me." They both
knew-although neither of them spoke the exact words-that indeed it was love they were sharing.

Jake pushed softly inside Van, stopping every inch for a second to give Van time to adjust. He was
rather big, and although it took him all the strength in the world to control his urge, he wouldn’t want to
cause Van any discomfort.

He felt Van pushing back towards him and glided home the last few inches, trembling from the effort to
contain himself.

"Move Jake, please move." That was it. Jake pulled back almost all the way and pushed back in
forcefully. He heard Van hiss and stopped, shaken. "NO, don’t stop! Go on, please Jake. Please… "

With those words, Jake couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. He pulled out and pushed back like a man
possessed. The feeling of gliding into Van was so amazing it was like coming home. He felt he wouldn’t
last long, and he managed to grab Van's cock and stroke it a few times roughly. That was enough to
send him over the edge, and Van constricting around him made him lose his own control.
He shuddered wildly and let go, emptying himself deep inside that warm cave he had craved for so long.

He carefully withdrew himself, rolling down beside the beautiful species of man lying there sated and

looking at him with eyes so full of love. "Thank you. Thank you so much for giving me this beautiful gift
that is yourself. I cannot imagine loving you more than I do now."

Van curled up against Jake, his head on his shoulder and leg over his while he whispered, "I love you too,
Jake.”

They both drifted off to a well-deserved sleep.