Fic: Let's Be More Than This (19/19) [The Covenant, OT4, FRAO/NC-17]
Title: Let's Be More Than This - Chapter 19/Epilogue
Author: mickey_sixx
Fandom: The Covenant
Pairing: Caleb Danvers/Pogue Parry/Reid Garwin/Tyler Simms (eventual), Reid Garwin/Tyler Simms (established)
Rating: FRAO/NC-17/M
Word Count: ~67K (yeah, it's an epic)
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine. I do not own them!
Beta: Sam | hawk_dancing (Thank you so much! *smishes*) & barefoot_starz ♥
WARNING! This fic contains scenes of a graphic sexual nature between two (three... eventually four) men. If this offends you, please do not read.
Summary: The last of the old Covenant has died, leaving the new Generation to carry on the legacy, but Caleb soon discovers there is more to the Power than he'd previously thought. Friendships will be tested and secrets revealed as the Sons of Ipswich find out what it really means to be one of the Covenant.
Author's Note: Thank you once again to barefoot_starz, without whom this fic would not be finished. Expect to be harrased about the sequels soon, m'love ;)
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18
Epilogue
Christmas Eve 2006
"Hey, this is Tyler. You know the drill." beeeep
"Hey baby, we've just touched down and we're coming home. I know I'm late, stupid fucking flights, I'm sorry. Hopefully you'll get this before I get home. I missed you. Love you."
Reid quickly wrapped up the message and shut down his cell as he saw his mother approach. Ok, so she knew about his relationship with Ty, but that didn't mean she got to hear him being a chick about it. He leaned back against the metal barrier and watched her move through the automatic doors, looking tired and just a little harassed, with a luggage handler trailing behind her.
Reid had been due to fly back two days ago, but there had been a problem with the tickets, and then again with the flight itself. His mom had decided to return with him, for reasons still not completely clear to him.
"Are you ready?" She asked when she neared, letting the young man pass so he could unload their bags into the car waiting for them. He nodded to her and turned, following her into the back of the sleek car. As soon as their luggage was in the trunk and they were settled, the driver pulled away and started the journey towards home.
It had been a strange couple of weeks. He'd met his Aunt and Uncle, spent two weeks in their home, and had absolutely no desire to ever see them again. They were closed minded and their views on certain topics made him angry, but for the sake of his mother, he'd swallowed his pride and let it go.
The only good thing to come out of the whole fiasco was Ben, his sarcastic cousin, who had somehow made the trip worth it. For two weeks they'd talked and got to know each other, and bonded over common ground. They'd swapped cell phone numbers and email address before he'd left, and Ben had made him promise to email when he got home, if only to tell him how good the welcome home sex was. "Hey, I'm depressingly single, I've got to live vicariously though you now."
"Are you ok, honey?"
Startled, Reid glanced up at his mom, sat beside him in the back of the car. Her pale blonde hair was pulled back into a perfect French twist at the back of her head, her sweater and pants combo looking as fresh as they had that morning. Sometimes he wondered how she did it; how she managed to look so perfect.
"Yeah," he answered, "Yeah. Just glad to be home."
She reached out and ran her hand over his hair, and Reid let her, even though he was too old to let his mother fuss over him like that. Weary blue eyes regarded him for a moment before she spoke.
"I'm sorry about Charlotte and Stephen," she said sincerely, "I should have told you before we arrived, but I was selfish and I didn't want you angry at me again so I said nothing. And, I think, a part of me had hoped that it wasn't as bad as it seemed."
Reid shrugged, "If you'd have told me that they were homophobic assholes then I wouldn't have gone," he caught the wince but noticed that she didn't correct him, "but then I wouldn't have met Ben, and he's cool. I liked him. So, it wasn't a complete loss."
She smiled at him, nodded, and turned to look out of the window again.
His cell beeped and he pulled it out of his jeans pocket to read the message: hey, meet us at my house. welcome home, blondie. C
Reid snorted, fired off a quick reply: asshole. be there soon.
Once sent, he slid the phone back into his pocket and looked out into the dark to watch the lights of the highway pass by, smiling. He was home.
~*~*~*~
Caleb smiled as he read the text message and tossed the cell to the armchair when he'd finished.
"Reid?"
The breathy question caused him to turn. Passion glazed blue eyes stared out from under heavy eyelids. Caleb watched with a smug smile as Pogue's mouth teased along Tyler's jaw, eyes closed as he focused on his task of pulling Tyler under.
"Yeah," he answered, voice low even though there was no need, "He'll be here soon, baby boy."
The smile he received could have been called blissful, and Caleb wasn't sure if it was caused by the knowledge of Reid's return or Pogue's teeth along his throat.
Caleb moved to join them. They'd set themselves up in the den for a seasonal movie-fest while they waited for Reid to come home. Or so Tyler had been lead to believe. Instead it turned into a slow, hot seduction, and Tyler had found himself powerless to stop it. The eldest settled down the other side of Tyler, reaching out to run his fingers through messy brown hair. He purred, then hissed as Pogue's teeth found just the right spot.
"God, Pogue," he breathed, restless hands moving over strong shoulders, built arms, while his eyes fluttered closed, head tipped back. While Pogue tugged at his clothes, Caleb moved in and pressed his lips to the high wing of his cheekbone and pulled in a deep breath. Tyler's scent filled him, the Power moving from a hum to a buzz in the back of his mind, and Caleb couldn't stop himself from moaning softly when Tyler turned and found his mouth, when a hand moved along his thigh to press against his groin.
"How 'bout we take this somewhere else," Pogue murmured roughly, pulling back enough to watch the two boy's kiss. Honey coloured eyes tracked the movement of their tongues passing in and out of each other’s mouths and lust shivered down his spine. He may have been new to this, but god, watching them kiss was unlike anything he'd ever known.
Caleb was first to break the lip-lock, dark eyes stormy with passion and lips swollen and bruised.
"Yeah," he replied in a voice that made Pogue bite his lip, "Let's give Reid something to come home to."
~*~*~*~
Reid frowned as he looked around the large foyer. When he'd let himself in, he'd expected at least one of the guys to meet him. Instead, all that greeted him when he opened the door was a dark and, by the looks of it, empty house.
What the fu-
The thought remained unfinished as he sucked in a quick breath. A wave of unchecked Power shivered through him, lust and heat and pleasure carried with the tide. It left him panting and staring hazy-eyed towards the stairs. Then a slow, lazy smile spread across his face as he headed up.
The image of them would forever be burned onto his mind. They were kneeling in the centre of the bed, knees spread as far as they could go, naked skin slick with perspiration. Tyler trembled in the circle of Pogue's strong arms, taking every slow, torturous thrust the older boy was giving him. The low light couldn't hide the flush of his lover's skin, or the way his hands clutched at Pogue's forearms like they were life-rafts, and Reid had to swallow, hard, as he watched them from the doorway, the Power sliding over him like sweet honey.
'He missed you'
Five seconds passed before Reid managed to pull his gaze away from one heart-stopping sight to another. Caleb was ensconced in the desk chair, shirtless, his jeans open to expose his erection and the fist wrapped around it. Saliva pooled in Reid's mouth as he watched the hand move up and down his cock lazily. He'd left a little over two weeks ago to a similar scene, sure as hell didn't expect to come back to it.
'Just him?' The retort was intended to be cocky, but he couldn't make the delivery. It was heat and fire, surprise, and a little of the insecurity he so rarely showed. Caleb's lips curved into a small smile.
'We missed you'
Reid nodded slowly, his attention caught again by Tyler and Pogue. 'How long have they...?'
Caleb sent him a mental shrug, 'A while.' The eldest smirked, watched as Reid moved further into the room, slowly around the bed. The smirk widened when the blond shed his hoodie and pulled the layers of shirts over his head, then got up on his knees on the bed to join them.
"Re... Re..."
Shivers broke out over his skin at the hoarse, fucked out voice that said his name. It raked over him, scrapping against every hot spot he knew of. Blue eyes fixed on him through cracked eyelids, gazed with pleasure and heat and everything he was feeling. This is what he missed before. The look on his face as they fucked him stupid.
"Hey baby," he murmured, soft and low, keen eyes watching as Pogue's hips drew back oh so slowly and then push back in, keeping the pace deliberate. He could see how much it was costing Pogue, the strain on his face said it all, and Reid couldn't stop himself from reaching out over Tyler's shoulder and pushing his fingers through sweaty hair. Pogue grunted softly, pressed his mouth against Tyler's temple and opened his eyes. The look was like a punch to the gut, knocking the breath right out of Reid's body.
He swallowed reflexively a few times, trying to wet his suddenly dry throat. Unable to stand it, he dropped his eyes to Tyler's shoulder, and followed the mouth shaped bruises along his chest. Some of them were old and fading, from the last time, but a few were fresh; the flesh red and raw and deepening to darker shades. Reid reached out, trailed his fingertips along the new marks and listened to the youngest whimper. His body read like a map of lust and sin and the rest of Reid's blood rushed south.
God, he'd never stop wanting him.
Wanting them.
'Look at me'
The command went straight through Tyler's body and settled down where the ache was, deep inside. He made some sort of broken noise, hands squeezing on Pogue's muscles as he took all of the biker's cock once more; thick rod sliding in slow and steady, filling him up in just the right way. His body ached, trembled, felt used and stretched and full in so many ways.
'Tyler. Look at me'
He had no choice but to obey. White fire leaped in those blue eyes, blazed until it scorched his soul, but even though he moaned pitifully he couldn't look away. He stared back as a cool hand touched the fevered skin of his stomach, fingers spread wide, feeling every flutter, every jump of his muscles as he was slowly fucked into insanity. But it was the hot spark in those eyes that held him captive, that put his body on alert. Something was going to happen. Anticipation coiled in his gut along with the lust, the ache in the centre of his body.
The hand left.
And then returned, cupped around his angry erection; cool fingers sliding on burning flesh.
Blue eyes held.
"Now."
Everything inside Tyler surged, the low, firm word acting as the permission he needed. He cried out, arched against the arms that held him securely pinned to Pogue's larger frame, and shook violently as his body rushed to obey the command.
Reid ate him up like a starving man seeing food for the first time. Every muscle strained through his completion, head thrown back in abandon, nails clawing at Pogue's arms and scoring his skin and using it, Reid thought, as his only tie to solid ground. The lithe body jerked and shuddered, bucking against the strong hold, and through it all Reid held his cock in his palm, felt it pulse as stream after stream of spunk hit him.
Tyler couldn't breathe. Every single cell, every atom, was shaking. He couldn't see anything but the explosion of colours in his mind, couldn't hear anything but the sound of his own blood roaring in his ears, couldn't feel anything but the pleasure and the pain and the wave after wave of pure sensation ripping though his very being and remaking him into something completely new. Something he had no name for yet. It tore him apart and rebuilt him, and god, if he never felt this again he'd die.
Slowly, the shudders tailed off and Tyler went limp against Pogue's arms. Pogue rocked him back and forth, murmuring nonsense words into his ear, pressing soothing kisses to his shoulder, the back of his neck as he shivered uncontrollably in his arms. Sweat trickled down his spine while his come slid down the inside of Tyler's thighs, and he cracked his eyes open just in time to watch Reid lick every last drop of Tyler's offering from his palm.
"Fuck."
Caleb stood by the bed, naked and ready and looking pained as hot eyes roved over them. Reid watched him as he sucked each of his fingers into his mouth, teasing and deliberate and more than ready for whatever the eldest had to give. And by the looks of things, he had a lot to give.
"You ok, Caleb?" He asked, cocking his head to one side and letting himself glide on the Power trip, "You look a little... tense."
They stared at each other for a few seconds, blue on black, and before Reid had chance to react, Caleb dragged him off the bed and bent him over it.
"You... really have... no... idea," Caleb said as he roughly unfastened his jeans and yanked the denim down his legs, along with his shorts. Reid's fingers wound themselves in the winkled sheets, head spinning as Caleb kicked his legs apart, clothes still wrapped around his ankles, and positioned him exactly how he wanted him.
Hot breath skated over his shoulder, words hot and heavy in his ear.
"Welcome home."
Power shot though his body like lightening and Reid had a split second to gasp as it slicked and stretched his body before Caleb slammed into him, balls deep. He cried out, clutching so tight to the sheets that his skin turned white, and he had no choice but to hold on as Caleb's hips pistoned in and out of him. "Yes, fuck, Caleb. God, more... like that, fuck yeah." He took it hard and fast, just the way he needed it, the burn in his ass adding to the pleasure that coiled ever tighter in his belly.
Pogue watched them from Tyler's shoulder, knew that if he could get hard again, he'd be joining them. He snorted to himself, pulled Tyler in tighter and shifted until he could sit back on the bed, cradle the youngest with his body. He had no idea how far, how fast this was going to grow between them, but damn if he could stop it now. He didn't want it to stop. Not when he could see Caleb completely give in to his need, not when he could watch Reid hiss and curse and clutch the bed sheets as he got pounded. Not when he could hold Tyler like this.
"Harder... harder, dammit Cay!" He moaned, spreading himself open as much as he could, giving everything he had over to the eldest Son. He needed this. He needed to feel them again, their connection, their bond. Everything. He wanted to feel Caleb taking him and still be able to feel it days afterwards. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! God... oh god, oh fuckfuckfuckfuck!"
The coil snapped and Reid shuddered and jerked under Caleb's hands, coming so hard he couldn't see straight. He pressed his forehead to the cool sheets and moaned softly as Caleb's hands gripped his hips tight and held him still as he thrust hard twice before letting go himself.
"Jesus... fuck," Reid muttered, ending on a weak laugh. "Think I should go away more often."
~*~*~*~
Christmas dinner lacked the tension of their previous Thanksgiving, something for which Caleb was truly grateful. His mother looked happier, healthier than he had seen her in a long long time. She was visiting a private clinic in Boston to help her deal with her alcohol addiction, and while he knew she wasn't fully over it, it was a damn good start. Aunt Meredith looked more relaxed as she talked to Gorman, who had decided to spend the Holidays in Ipswich rather than head out to his cabin. The older man glanced his way, inclined his head towards him in acknowledgement, and returned to the conversation. He had a feeling Gorman was going to stick around for a while.
The dark-haired teen leaned against the door jamb as his gaze moved on to Reid and Tyler. Warmth sped through him and he smiled softly as they huddled close and talked. Anyone else, he realised, would look at them and just see two guys shooting the breeze, but Caleb saw something else. He saw the way their bodies turned into each other, two heads bent forwards, the way Tyler's eyes lingered on Reid's mouth as he told him about his vacation in England. He'd always loved them, as friends and as brothers, but the slow burning heat that settled deep in his gut was something else entirely.
Something new and exciting and powerful; something he was definitely looking forward to exploring.
An uncapped beer bottle waved in front of his face and Caleb blinked as his thoughts scattered. He straightened and took the bottle from Pogue's hand with a nod of thanks, their fingers brushing slightly. Pogue watched him as he lifted the bottle to his lips and drank, and then jerked his head towards the kitchen. Caleb nodded and followed.
"What now?"
Caleb blinked, watched as his brother turned to lean against the counter, "Excuse me?"
"What happens now?" He repeated, "We're bonded together through the Power. Is this what it's going to be forever?"
Caleb swallowed and lowered his eyes in case the sudden flash of fear showed in them. Ever since Pogue had him in the showers, he'd been waiting for the long-haired teen to bolt again. He loved Pogue, but he also knew him well, and he had a bad track record of running when something got too hard or he was too far out of his comfort zone. Caleb had just been waiting for him to turn around and tell him that maybe this wasn't what he wanted.
"Hey," Caleb looked up in surprise. Pogue stepped closer, shaking his head, "I'm not... this isn't me saying I don't want it. Promise. God, the last couple of weeks have been beyond." He caught Caleb's eye, "I'm not gonna run like my dad did. I'm here for the long haul, Caleb. I just want to know what happens now. We Ascend, and then what?"
The dark haired teen let out a long breath, "I haven't really had a lot of time to study the Book, but as far as I can make out, as each one of us Ascends, the bond between us grows stronger." He looked at Pogue, "You turn 18 in a week. Another piece will slot into place and you'll feel at least some of what I've been going through for the past three months. You'll need us like you've never needed us before."
Pogue flushed slightly, but didn't look away. "I got that. But after we're all Ascended?"
Caleb moved to take one of the bar stools that sat next to the breakfast bar, "The urges we get will slow down. We won’t be as needy as we are now," he snorted, lips curling up into a small smile, "I won’t feel the need to screw you all into next week."
"But don't let that stop you."
They turned to see Reid and Tyler walk through the swinging doors. Caleb rolled his eyes at the blond, who smirked at him and hopped on the stool next to him. Tyler stood next to Pogue and snagged the bottle from his hands to drink before handing it back. "Ignore him, he's just horny ‘cause he didn't get any for two weeks."
"Hey, how'd you know I didn't?"
Tyler arched his eyebrow at the blond, who squirmed a little under the stare and then sighed, "Ok, ok, I didn't."
"And then?" Pogue asked, expecting an answer from Caleb, but instead got one from Tyler.
"And then we just take each day as it comes." The youngest shrugged, looked around at each of them. "What comes next is up to us. What we want for ourselves, for each other. I'm gonna spend some time with the Book and see what I can get out of all the new stuff that's appeared, but... We stick together. We'll figure it out."
Pogue nodded at the wise words and felt some of the tension he'd been carrying around for the past couple of weeks melt away. He still wasn't used to this and he still needed time, but he was getting there. He'd meant what he said to Caleb; he was gonna stick around for this. He was through living up to his dad's rep. It was time he dealt with things instead of running away from them.
"But in the meantime, we get naked and fuck like Power-tripping bitches in heat."
Caleb choked on his mouthful of beer and glared at the blond while Pogue and Tyler laughed. Reid grinned and kissed him dead on the mouth, pulling away with a small nip to his bottom lip and then left him to catch his breath. The Power prickled under his skin, just a small shiver to remind him what they did to him. Even now it caught him off guard and made his heart speed up just that little bit at the thought, and while he let their conversation flow around him and watched the expressions play across their faces, Caleb smiled.
Whatever their future held, they'd face it together.