Fic: Let's Be More Than This (5/19) [The Covenant, OT4, FRAO/NC-17]
Title: Let's Be More Than This - Chapter 5
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.
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Twenty minutes later, the three teenagers piled out of the bar and into the parking lot. Kate tugged her jacket tighter around her body, wrapping her arms around herself for warmth. The early November air held a crisp chill, but tonight was actually one of the milder nights. Tyler had snagged one of Reid's hoodies before they left and both had layered up, but it didn't stop the stiff breeze worming its way into the places that weren't covered.
"Think Pogue'll back at the dorms by now?"
Tyler shrugged at Kate's question. He had his hands in both pockets and was slowly leading them to the Hummer. "Who knows," He answered, "Maybe he's gone to find Caleb?"
Kate huffed and shook her head, "I'm so sick of his disappearing!" The two boys looked at each other and then at Kate, her expression stormy as she carried on, "It's like he doesn't even care anymore."
"C'mon, Kate," Tyler started, trying to calm the girl down, "There's just some family stuff going on-"
"It's always family stuff!" She cut across him, favouring him with an irritated glare, "But, you know, I'm not privileged enough to know what the hell is going on." They'd stopped now, Reid opened his mouth to reply but Kate shook her head, "Save it, Reid."
With that she turned and stalked off across the parking lot, catching up to a friend and asking for a ride. Reid and Tyler stared after her.
"What the hell was that about?"
The blond shrugged, "Trouble in paradise? Beats me." But Reid frowned at the feeling that settled in the pit of his stomach; the sort of feeling that made him want to rush to Pogue's defence and tell Kate to back off. He shook it off and continued walking, eyes trailing over Tyler in front of him.
"Looks like it's just you and me then."
Something in Reid's tone made him shiver and he turned slowly, catching the long hot look that Reid was giving him. He shook his head, amused, ignoring the blond as he carried on towards the Hummer. "Horny bastard," He muttered. He heard a soft snort and footsteps behind him as his boyfriend followed him.
Tyler stopped by the car and expected Reid to unlock it, but nothing happened. He frowned and looked over his shoulder, eyebrow raised in question, but Reid just stood there with the keys in his hand. Confused, he took a breath in to speak, but before he could even utter a single word, two hands gripped his jacket and flipped him around, back hitting the bodywork with a dull thump. His surprised yelp was muffled by Reid's tongue as it quickly invaded his mouth, lips clinging and stroking wetly. Adrenaline coursed around his body at the shock and Tyler frowned quickly and punched Reid in the arm before letting himself melt into the kiss. Cold hands settled on the blond's biceps and Reid slipped a knee between his thighs in return, pressing their bodies even closer. Tyler groaned and rocked down into the pressure automatically, feeling his cock twitch and take immediate interest in current events.
Music drifted out on the evening air and a frisson of panic shot through him. They were still outside Nicky's; they'd be screwed if anyone found them like this. A small noise echoed in his throat and he pushed at Reid's arms, tearing their mouths apart.
"Knock it off, Reid," he said, his breath coming out in puffs of white as he panted. The blond resisted and nipped along his jaw towards his neck, showing no signs that he even heard him. Tyler shivered and pushed at him again, but not as hard as he should have done. "Reid, come on. We're outside Nicky's."
"So?" Reid murmured, setting his mouth over his pulse point and sucking gently. The dark haired teen groaned, eyes fluttering for a minute as the pleasurable sensations fired through his body. Reid loved flaunting all of his weak spots.
"People can see..."
The mouth at his neck never stopped its task of tasting every inch of skin as he was quickly dragged to the back of the car. The full length of Reid's body pinned him to the Hummer and Tyler knew it was getting harder to resist his boyfriend.
"Now they can't," he murmured, lifting his head and fixing him with a smug look. Tyler just stared at him, hands gripping his arms, but not pushing him away anymore. "Trust me, baby, it'll be fun."
'Fun' wasn't exactly the word that came to mind when he thought of being caught dry-humping against his car, but before he could voice his concerns, the light haired teen smirked and leaned forward to try 'convince' him again. This time, the kiss was slow and deep and thorough, and Tyler's resolve crumbled almost immediately. With a low groan, his eyes closed and his arms came up to wrap around Reid's neck and shoulders.
Nimble fingers trailed down his body and found their way under his shirts. He flinched and hissed when cold skin met warm and Tyler took the moment to breathe as much as he could, leaning his head back on the car while Reid amused himself with his neck and collar.
"Dammit, why do I let you do this to me?" The younger boy breathed, hips hitching and rubbing against Reid's as his fingers wandered along his torso. A low chuckle followed by a smirk was Tyler's answer; 'you let me do this because you want it'. A thumb gently rubbed over his left nipple and Tyler groaned, his hands tightening on Reid's hoodie.
"It's the thrill of it, Ty," Reid murmured into his ear, voice low and husky. Hands wandered south this time, trailing over firm abs, stroking over the line of fine hair that lead the way further down. "We could be caught any moment, you know? That's the whole point. It makes everything so much sweeter."
The button on his jeans was popped and the zip pulled down steadily, and Tyler couldn't muster up enough strength to stop him. Reid had a talent for getting him hot fast, and dammit, a part of him wanted this. A hidden, secret part of him wanted to take a walk on the wild side, to laugh in the face of danger and let his boyfriend jack him out in the open where anyone could walk by and see them.
He sucked in a sudden breath between his teeth as a cool, dry palm slid along his shaft. Reid had pulled back a little now, sharp blue eyes taking in every detail of his face and then dropping down to watch his hand pump him.
"Fuck, Ty, you got no idea what you do to me," he breathed. The hand changed grip and started again, stroking from head to base and back again. Teeth found his bottom lip and bit down firmly to keep himself from moaning out loud, "To watch you fall apart for me. God, so friggin' hot."
His breathing quickened, chest heaving and nostrils flared as the pleasure built inside of him. One of Tyler's hands stayed buried in blond hair at the back of Reid's head while the other curled above his own, reaching up to grab the top of the car. Fingers curled around the curve of cold, smooth metal, trying to find something - anything - to keep him grounded. A thumb swept the head of his cock and Tyler couldn't stop himself from moaning out loud, shivering under the heat of Reid's gaze and the frigid cold of the car at his back.
Music once again broke the hushed evening, laughter following as people left the bar. A shot of panicked adrenaline rushed through him; please don't find us, please don't find us, please don't find us. The sound of talking, boots clicking on the asphalt, but Reid's hand didn't falter or stop. If anything, his pace picked up, using the steady stream of pre-come as lubricant to help with the friction.
"See what I mean?" Reid's mouth returned to his ear, hot breath shivering over his skin. "Feels fucking insane, doesn't it?"
He dug his fingers into the back of Reid's neck and whined low in his throat. It was too late for quiet or still now, he wanted to come. Badly. Tyler rocked up into each movement, not caring if they weren't in time any more. He turned his face into Reid's and panted hot and wet against his cheek; embarrassing, needy sounds escaping him as he strove for completion.
"C'mon, Baby Boy, c'mon," Reid panted, rutting against him. "Wanna see you come for me, Ty. Wanna feel it when you give it to me. C'mon."
"Reid!" Everything tightened; each muscle in his body tensed and pulled until he was as taut as a bow string, and then he had no choice but to obey Reid's orders. His fingers scrabbled at the car while his hips jerked, white streaks of come hitting Reid's shirt and coating his hand, which stroked him through the orgasm without stopping once.
And then the strangest thing happened. Power zapped along his spine like electricity, forcing Tyler to cry out in pleasure and pain. His whole body felt like it was on fire, every feeling heightened until he thought he couldn't take it anymore. Hands slammed against the car, not caring if anyone heard or found them now as he rode out his second orgasm in as many minutes.
"Holy shit!"
Tyler didn't respond to Reid's shocked exclamation. His knees felt weak and his body trembled through the aftershocks. It was all he could do to keep himself standing, although he had a feeling that was more to do with the car and Reid than his own will. Dry lips kissed over his jaw and his cheek, soothing him through his daze.
"Shit, Ty, what the hell was that?"
The other boy swallowed and opened his mouth to speak. It took him three tries before he found his voice again. "T-that wasn't you?"
"Hell no," was the surprised answer, "But fuck. That was some good shit."
Tyler giggled; something he only ever did if he was truly out of it. The shivers were uncontrollable and Reid must have noticed this because he kissed him again, quickly, and rubbed over his arms to try and get him warm.
"C'mon," He said, finally pulling away and making a face at the state of their clothes, "We can go now."
"I don't think I can walk," Tyler replied seriously. Reid just flashed him a wide grin.
"Told you I was amazing." He managed to roll his eyes in exasperation at the blond as he heaved himself off the Hummer.
He didn't think about it again until they were both in the car and half way back to the dorms. Now he wasn't totally spaced, Tyler pressed his forehead against the cold window and looked up at the night sky as he mulled things over. It was strange; he'd never felt the Power do that before. But as much as it felt strange to him, it also felt familiar. Familiar like....
Tyler froze.
He'd felt that before; a hundred times in the past few weeks.
Caleb.
~*~*~*~
His heart pounded wildly in his chest, whole body throbbing with adrenaline and lust. His fingers tightened around the wheel, knuckles turning white from the pressure as he tried to keep his mind away from what he'd just witnessed. Think about Sarah. Think about Angelina Jolie for Christ's sake; anyone!
But no matter what he told himself, he couldn't stop replaying that moment in his mind. He'd had a change of heart and decided to meet them at Nicky's, but as soon as he caught sight of them rutting against the back of the car, he knew that he'd made the wrong decision. He saw the way Reid's hand moved in Tyler's pants, the way the youngest's hips hitched into each stroke with an ease that couldn't be faked. Dark eyes took in the way their chests rose and fell with each laboured breath, almost in perfect sync, and God, how he ached to be between them in that brief second of time. To feel their breath on his skin, to stroke fingertips down Tyler's arched neck as his adam's apple bobbed with each deep gulp, to watch him come undone.
Then with a cry of Reid's name, he'd tensed and given the blond exactly what he had wanted. Caleb couldn't take his eyes away from Tyler as his body strained against his best friend's, eyes squeezed tightly shut and hips bucking under Reid's hand. Power shivered to life inside him and Caleb barely kept himself from moaning out loud as Tyler gave another hoarse shout and trembled through a second orgasm.
His teeth clenched and he groaned in the back of his throat when the memories forced his temperature higher. He'd quickly backed off and got as far away from them as he could, but no matter how much distance he put between himself and the local bar, he'd never be able to get rid of those images that had burned his brain and set fire to his blood. He pressed the heel of his hand against his groin. An almost wounded groan fell from his lips, his eyes rolling back for a brief second. He shouldn't. He should just drive home, right now, and go to bed and forget today ever happened.
But even as his mind told him to get back on the road, his fingers were already unfastening his pants and dipping underneath.
God help him if this was going to get worse.
~*~*~*~
Pogue stood from the front porch as the silver Mustang rolled up the drive. He'd been stewing in his anger for the past hour while he waited for the other boy to return. This whole thing was getting ridiculous now. Something was going on with Caleb and it was time he told them what was going on.
"You're late," he said as soon as Caleb got out. He tried to keep his voice even, but it came out in an accusing growl. Keen eyesight caught Caleb's shoulders lifting and falling in a sigh.
"I didn't think anyone would be waiting for me." Caleb answered, voice tired and worn. Maybe he would have backed down if he hadn't have been so pissed off, but as it was nothing was going to stop him getting this off his chest.
"Yeah, well I was."
The car beeped as Caleb hit the remote on his keys and he turned away, heading towards the house. "Please, Pogue," He replied, "Not now." The older boy didn't even look him as he passed, which riled him even more.
Quick reflexes had him reaching out, hand curling around his strong bicep and yanking back. "Yeah, now."
Even quicker reflexes had Pogue stumbling back as Caleb pushed him off. Even in the dark, he could see Caleb's eyes blazing at him, full of anger and...
...was that shame?
"Not. Now." Caleb repeated through clenched teeth. Unreasonable anger shot through him like fire and Pogue growled and stepped up to him again.
"Why not, Caleb?" He spat out, "Shit, this is fucking insane. I'm sick of dealing with your random mood swings. Tell me what's going on!"
"I can't," Caleb hissed, stepping away from Pogue and hoping that the other boy wouldn't follow.
He did, "No, you won't. You won't tell us." Pogue growled and shook his head, eyes spitting sparks at him. "You're a stubborn bastard, you know that? What, you think we're too dumb to understand? Is that why you won't tell us?"
Caleb made a frustrated sound and shook his head, "No, ok, no. I just..." He put a hand to his head, a dull ache pounding through his skull, "I just can't, Pogue, so please just drop it."
"Not until you tell me what's going on."
Caleb threw his hands up and turned. If Pogue wasn't going to listen, well, neither was he. He just wanted to fall into bed and forget everything that happened today. He didn't have the energy for Pogue's anger right now.
Before he could even get to the porch steps, a hand grabbed his arm again and swung him around. Caleb instinctively reached for the Power, his eyes blazing with black fire as he Used to push Pogue away. But instead of just moving him back a little, like it would have done a few weeks ago, Pogue's body sprawled out on floor, skidding through the gravel on the drive. The older boy swallowed, shock and surprise setting in quickly; he still hadn't got used to the amount of Power he possessed. Caleb forced himself to calm down, his eyes returning to their original colour as he watched Pogue haul himself up and glare at him. He flinched in the face of his anger, but once again turned towards the house.
"Drop it, Pogue."
This time he managed to get to the door without any other interruptions. Leaving his best friend to cool off on the drive, he swiftly opened the door and entered the house. Once closed, he leaned back against it as his emotional exhaustion washed over him, using the sturdy wood to support him. How much more of this was he going to have to take?
The hairs on his arms stood up and he glanced towards the bottom of the stairs, already knowing she was standing there. She stared at him solemnly, wrapped in a long silk dressing gown and one perfect eyebrow raised ever so slightly over dark eyes. She'd seen it all. Caleb heaved a sigh and pushed off the door.
"Don't," He pleaded softly. He didn't need a lecture from his mother too.
But she didn't say anything. Evelyn watched her son sadly as he brushed passed her and headed up the stairs. The soft thump of his bedroom door closing sounded final in the silent house.
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