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"Vin, these are agents Pedro Ortega and Paulo Gutierrez," Chris introduced.Vin nodded warily, and tried to sit up higher in the bed. He grimaced from the pain in his side, and Chris and the doctor hurried forward to help him.
"I must apologize for our timing," Ortega said. "But the sooner we get your statement and the descriptions of the one's who hurt you, the sooner we can make arrests."
"I know," Vin said, trying to catch his breath as the pain in his injured ribs subsided. "Go on and start," he said to the two.
"You sure Vin?" Chris asked Vin in a low voice, filled with concern.
"I'm fine cowboy," he said with a small smile. "'Sides, we can't have people like that walking the streets now can we?"
"Nope," Chris said, answering Vin's smile with one of his own, and stepping back to allow the two agents to get closer to Vin.
"Senor Tanner, please tell us what happened from Saturday evening on, as you remember it," Gutierrez asked.
".....and then I woke up, and I didn't have anything on but my shorts and socks," Vin related to the agents fifteen minutes later. Just then, Doctor Santos's pager went off, and after giving the agents a stern warning about not upsetting his patient, he left the room.
"And I saw some buildings and I started for 'em," Vin continued. "Then these motorcycles come from out of nowhere. I thought they were gonna help me, but they didn't," he finished, looking down at the bed, his voice faded to a whisper.
"And then what happened?" Ortega prompted.
"They started messing around with me," Vin said, still looking down at the bed.
"Messing around with you, how?" Ortega asked.
"The leader......he......he pushed me, and I fell down, and then he jumped down on my hand. I think he broke it," Vin said dazedly as he finally looked up from the bed. "I was still on the ground and he kicked me.......he kicked me in the ribs......"
"That's enough," Chris said, interrupting the questioning with a steely voice. "He's had enough."
"Please, just a little longer," Gutierrez looking back and forth from Vin and Chris. "We nearly have everything we need."
Chris walked around the bed and leaned over Vin, blocking the view from the two men. "Are you all right Vin?" he asked anxiously. "We can stop this right now if you want."
"No, I'm okay," Vin said shakily. "It's just hard to remember is all," he said, shutting his eyes tightly.
"We'll stop, you've had enough," Chris said worriedly.
"No, it's all right, just give me a second......I'll be fine," Vin insisted. After drawing a deep breath, he opened his eyes. "I'm okay Chris," he said.
"If you're sure," Chris said.
"I'm sure."
"Okay," Chris said, then backed off, leaving room for the agents.
"Agent Tanner?" Gutierrez prompted. "Why don't you start where you left off?"
"Okay," Vin said, frowning as he concentrated. "After I got hurt, they drove away. They said I was on Gato Deloro land, or something like that, and I'd have 'til nightfall to get off it. Well, I tried to get away, but I couldn't walk too well. I kept falling......and then, they came back. There were five of 'em, and they kept circling around me. I'd try to get away from 'em, but they were chasing me, circling me.....I kept falling down, and they were kicking me from their bikes...."
"Sons of bitches!" Chris muttered to himself as his hands clenched into tight fists at his sides. Hearing the horrible story from Vin's own lips was driving him crazy. Standing here, doing nothing except listen to his lover recount how he was beaten and bullied made him feel like a failure. He wanted to get in a car and drive out to the desert and find the gang members. A cruel smile slashed across his lips as he contemplated several different ways to give the gang members a lesson they'd never forget.
"Chris? Chris? We're all finished here," Ortega said a few minutes later, breaking him out of his revenge daydream.
"Oh, okay. You've got everything you need?" Chris asked.
"We do, thanks to Agent Tanner," Gutierrez said. "We interviewed Agent Dunne earlier," he explained and their two stories corroborate each other. We can start making arrests and formally charge the two men we are already holding." He paused, and eyed Chris meaningfully. "Chris, can you step outside for just a moment?"
"Sure," Chris said, looking back at Vin quickly to be sure he was all right, then following the two men out.
"Chris, we were wondering if you'd like to help us with the bust. After all, you are supposed to be down here to witness Mexican law enforcement procedures," Ortega said.
"And to work on Mexican and American law enforcement cooperation," Gutierrez chimed in.
"Can't think of anything I'd rather be doing," Chris replied, giving the two agents a feral grin. "What's the plan?"
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It was mid-morning the next day when Chris pushed open the door to Vin's room and stared in shock.
"Vin! What are you doing? Get back in bed!" he growled.
"I'm getting released Chris," Vin protested. "Where've you been? Thought you were coming this morning before the meeting started. I've been waiting for you."
"Vin, I'm not buying it," Chris said, neatly sidestepping Vin's question. "It's only been a day and a half since you got here. There's no way you're getting released."
"It's true, Senor Larabee," a voice behind him said.
"Dr. Santos? What's going on here?" Chris asked, turning to face Vin's doctor.
"Senor Tanner is improving very quickly, Senor Larabee," the doctor explained. "There have been no complications from his concussion, and his hand and ribs are healing as we expected. So we are releasing him. He will need to stay in bed today, but tomorrow, as long as he does not over exert himself, he can get out of bed."
"I can go to the seminars like we talked about doc?" Vin asked hopefully.
The doctor frowned slightly as he looked at his patient, then he turned thoughtfully to Chris. "Senor, these seminars of yours, what is involved?"
"Just sitting around all day doc, that's all," Vin interrupted.
Chris glared at Vin. "There's some light activity, but most of the time it is classroom type work," he explained to the doctor.
The physician nodded. "Very well then, Senor Tanner. You may attend, after today, provided you sit out for any physical parts of the programs."
Chris looked at Vin quickly, expecting the younger man to object, and was surprised that Vin stayed silent.
"Senor Tanner, we will see you back here on Friday for a check up. The nurse will be in shortly with your pain medication and discharge papers."
"Thank you doctor," Chris said.
"You are most welcome. And please, be careful, Senor Tanner, and don't overtire yourself," the doctor said, then left the room.
"Okay, let's get you back to the hotel and in bed," Chris said to Vin after the doctor left.
"I've been waiting to hear that from you for days," Vin said with a suggestive smirk.
"That's not what I had in mind Vin," Chris said, giving Vin a playful swat on his behind as he eased him down to sit on the bed. "Have a seat until the nurse gets here, Vin, save your strength."
"I'm feeling fine cowboy," Vin protested. "Not tired at all."
"You heard what the doctor said Vin. Don't overexert yourself."
"Chris, I'm fine! Why won't anyone listen to me? It's like I'm a damned baby or something the way you all...." Chris was saved from hearing the rest of Vin's retort by the arrival of the nurse. The younger man colored slightly, closing his mouth quickly and cutting off his tirade as the woman walked into the room.
"Senor, your papers and medicine. Please follow the directions on the bottle. We will see you on Friday afternoon."
"Thank you ma'am," Vin said sheepishly, signing the papers awkwardly with his left hand as Chris scooped up the medicine vials. Vin then sat down in the wheelchair she held out and meekly allowed her to push him down the hall and to the hospital doors, followed by a chuckling Chris.
"Haven't seen you blush like that in a while Vin," Chris laughed as he guided Vin to his rent-a-car.
Vin flushed again, embarrassed by his behavior. Chris was only trying to help by following the doctor's orders and here he was snapping at him. "Sorry Chris. Guess I was kinda acting like a baby back there, wasn't I?" Vin said.
"It's okay Vin, I know it's frustrating being cooped up liked that," Chris said smiling as he helped his lover get situated in the car. Then he headed around to the other side, got in and headed back for the hotel.
"Chris, how come you're not in class?" Vin said, noticing the time on the dashboard clock.
"Meeting doesn't start until eleven today," Chris explained.
"Oh," Vin replied. "Is that why you didn't come in early today to see me like you said?" Vin asked.
"I overslept this morning Vin, sorry," Chris said lightly. "Guess sitting up with you, making sure you were all right the other night, wore me out. Not as young as I used to be."
Vin froze at Chris's words. 'How could I be so selfish?' he asked himself. "S-sorry Chris," he stammered out guiltily. "I didn't mean for ya to stay with me all the time. You coulda left me, I woulda been fine."
"I didn't mind Vin," Chris said, reaching for Vin's hand and giving it a light squeeze. "It's where I wanted to be."
"It was?"
"Yeah, it was," Chris reassured. "Now why don't you close your eyes and rest for a few minutes. We'll be at the hotel soon."
"Okay," Vin said.
'Shit!' Chris cursed silently as his hands tightened on the steering wheel. He hated making Vin feel guilty, but it was the only way to throw the younger man off the trail. His mind drifted, recalling the night before, the events running through his head as he wove through the crowded streets of the city.
Vin could never know about what had happened last night, when Chris, Agents Gutierrez and Ortega and Gutierrez's brother, headed out to the badlands to roust the motorcycle gang. Using the descriptions supplied by Vin in his statement, the group had been able to arrest the guilty gang members. But what had ensued afterward had not been exactly by the book.
Chris had felt the blood lust tear through his veins when Agent Gutierrez had placed a sledgehammer in his hands and walked with him over to the row of gleaming motorcycles. Looking back on it, he could hardly remember his actions after that, but it sure had felt good to get some measure of revenge on the goons that had tormented and beaten his lover. An hour later, after five of the bikes lay in ruins, the dented and smashed metal spread out over the desert floor, the agents had led him back to the car, and headed back to Cancun. They told him to say nothing, they would handle things. The two men, and Agent Gutierrez's brother, a member of the police force, would take credit for the bust, leaving Chris's name out of things completely. No witnesses were present to see Chris's dismantling of the motorcycles, and the three Mexican lawmen would deny any knowledge of the vandalism.
Breaking his reverie, he stole a glance at Vin, relieved that the younger man was asleep. Turning his eyes back to the road, he allowed himself to daydream again. 'You're an officer of the law, Larabee,' he chided himself. 'How could you have done it?' he asked himself for the thousandth time. But he knew the answer. Knowing he was an officer of the law, and he had succumbed to skirting and even crossing over the line was not something he prided himself on. He could never let Vin or any of the others know about it. Vin would be overwhelmed with guilt, thinking that it was his fault, driving Chris to seek revenge, making him break the law to get it. And the other members of the team? How could Chris expect them to listen and respect him, if he couldn't obey the same rules he insisted they follow. No, he'd take the secret to his grave. It was a high price to pay, but worth every penny. And it was the only way things could be. He could live with this. As long as Vin was alive.
NINE
"What am I supposed to do all day?" Vin asked sourly as Chris helped settle him in bed ten minutes later."Rest and get better," Chris answered flatly. "So we can enjoy the rest of the trip together," he added, giving Vin a quick kiss on the lips.
"We can start enjoying it right now if you'd get in bed with me," Vin said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. He went to move the blankets back and winced as the movement pulled on his injured ribs.
"Don't move, just lay there," Chris ordered.
Vin sighed and rolled his eyes as he leaned back into the stack of pillows Chris had positioned around him. This was not how he imagined their trip to Cancun would be like.
"Just tired of laying around, Chris, I wanna be out, with you."
"I know pard," Chris said, his voice softening. "It's just until tomorrow, remember? And tonight I'll be back at five, and we can have dinner together, then a nice quiet night in."
"Okay," Vin said, somewhat mollified. He'd only have five hours or so to while away. And he was starting to feel a little sleepy. "I'll see you later then," he said with a yawn as he closed his eyes.
Chris stood still just watching Vin sleep, reassuring himself that Vin was all right. He couldn't believe how close he had come to losing the younger man. The thought of what his life would be like without the younger man in it terrified him. Remembering the meeting, he reluctantly pulled himself away and headed downstairs to the meeting room. "Be back soon Vin," he whispered, then walked out the door.
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At five o'clock, the class ended, and Chris stood up quickly, desperate to head out the door and up to Vin.
"Chris, hold up," Buck called from behind him. With a barely suppressed groan, Chris halted.
"Yeah Buck?" he asked, working hard to keep the impatience out of his voice.
"What're you up to tonight?" Buck asked.
"Gonna stay in," Chris answered simply. Then when Buck stood there, waiting for a reply, and the others began to gather around, Chris figured he'd better add a little more information to the group.
"Vin's still gotta stay in bed tonight," he reminded them. "Figure I'll just order room service and hang out with him. I'm in the room next door to his, and it connects, so I can check on him pretty easily," he explained.
"Think maybe he'll be up to some cards or something later?" Buck asked. "Doc's got JD staying in tonight, too, and I figure it'll be easier on all of us if we stay together. Don't want those two pulling another fast one on us."
"We're not gonna do anything stupid, Buck!" JD protested irritably.
"Yeah, like sneaking out of the hotel and......" Buck started to say.
"Best to let it go brother," Josiah intoned, as he took in JD's annoyed expression and Chris's impatience. "It's a battle you won't win."
"Good point Josiah," Buck said. "Hey, I just got a really good idea!" he shouted joyfully, his face suddenly lighting up.
"Please enlighten us Buck, we're all ears," Ezra drawled.
"Let's all order room service and hang out with Vin and Chris!" Buck said enthusiastically.
"Uh, Buck, I'm not sure that's such a good idea," Chris said.
"Sure it is, Chris!" Buck said, patting Chris on the back. "Junior's gotta be going stir crazy. And he'll love the company."
"Can we Chris?" JD asked hopefully, his brown eyes beseeching. Chris stared at the youngest member of the Seven and knew he couldn't say no. JD had been feeling guilty about what happened to Vin, blaming himself for leaving Vin alone. No matter what Vin, Chris, and the other's had said, JD would not be consoled. Chris knew how important it was for JD to be with Vin, to reassure himself that Vin was all right, and to try to make things up to him. So he relented.
"Okay guys, room service it is," he said, forcing a small smile. "See you all in a half hour?"
"Sounds good pard, we'll see you then," Buck said, while the rest nodded their heads in agreement.
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"Vin?" Chris called as he quietly let himself into the room. There was no answer, so he flipped on the low light by the door. He crept over to the bed, which was slightly illuminated by the small amount of light, and looked down into Vin's sleepy face.
"Vin," he whispered, almost to himself, in sheer amazement at the perfect features of his lover. Unable to stop himself, he planted a soft kiss on the full lips, then brushed back the strands of silken hair that had fallen over Vin's cheek during his slumber.
"Vin, wake up," he said softly, kissing his lover again, this time with more passion, as his gaze slipped lower, taking in the sight of Vin's slender, tanned torso peeking out from the blankets.
"Hhmmm?" Vin mumbled as he turned slightly in his sleep, unconsciously nestling against Chris. "Chrisssss...." he murmured, then his breathing deepened, and he was once again deeply asleep.
With a sigh of regret, that the others would be there shortly, Chris eased himself onto the bed and carefully stretched himself out against Vin's lanky form. Placing an arm gently around Vin's waist, Chris snuggled the slumbering sharpshooter against him, and began to whisper in Vin's ear.
"Wake up Vin. I'm back, it's after five," he said, his lips brushing against Vin's sensitive ear.
"Okay.....okay....." Vin said hoarsely, starting to come out of his sleep.
"Vinnnnn......." Chris said, molding his body tighter against Vin's, pressing the start of his erection against Vin's backside, as his tongue flicked in his ear.
"Chris?" Vin said, fully awake now. He pressed back against Chris longingly, loving the feel of Chris's hard length locked to him. "Time to get up cowboy?" he teased.
"Very funny," Chris growled in his ear. "Guess it's a cold shower for me," he added, starting to move away from Vin.
"Not so fast," Vin protested, reaching for Chris's arm and pulling him back against him. "Think you left some unfinished business here."
"Gonna have to stay unfinished for a while yet, Vin," Chris answered back. "We're not gonna try anything with you laid up like this."
"Hell Chris, there's other things we can do," Vin replied, carefully rolling over and covering the older man's mouth with his own. "I've got a few ideas," he whispered huskily. "You wanna hear 'em?"
"Vin...." Chris's warning tone quickly gave way to a moan as Vin slid a hand down and began to stroke him through his pants. "Vin.....we shouldn't.....not yet..." he struggled to say, as Vin began to unzip his trousers. "The others," he whispered, "they're gonna be here soon."
"Call 'em and tell 'em to wait an hour or so," Vin urged, a split second before he moved his body down lower, and leaned forward to lick at the tip of Chris's rapidly swelling erection.
"Vin, no.....God.....no...." Chris tried to protest, but the hot mouth on his groin was relentless, and soon he found himself fumbling frantically for the phone. His shaking hands dialed a number he wasn't even sure was right. But a familiar voice answered a few seconds later.
"Josiah? It's C-Chris....uh," he barely managed to choke out, as Vin took that moment to completely engulf his organ, drawing the stiff rod as far down into his mouth as he could.
"Chris?" Josiah replied. "Something wrong?"
"N-no, no, Josiah, nothing's wrong," Chris forced out between clenched teeth. Sweat began to break out on his brow as Vin dragged his pants and underwear down lower, then attacked each of his exposed balls with rapid flicks of his tongue. "I'm gonna need......we need a little more time up here, Josiah. Vin's still asleep, and I don't want to wake him up yet. Can you give us an hour or so, and tell the rest of the guys?" he fairly pleaded.
"Sure thing Chris. Nate and I were just talking about how nice a swim would be. We'll all take a dip, and meet you up there, say in about an hour and a half. Does that work?"
"Oh yeah," Chris exhaled into the phone. "That's perfect."
"See ya then," Josiah said, and hung up.
Chris threw the receiver down, hoping he'd managed to land it at least somewhere near the rest of the phone.
"Vin, that feels so good, but I want in on the fun, too," he said with a throaty chuckle. "Lay down."
"You're the boss," Vin said with a glint in his eye as he slowly reclined back onto the bed.
"About time you noticed," Chris answered with a feral grin, as he prepared to pounce onto the sharpshooter.
"First thing, these shorts have gotta go," Chris stated, a wicked gleam in his eye as he moved over Vin's lounging form and slowly slid off the shorts and boxers, exposing the lean, luscious body to his hungry gaze.
"That's more like it," he said, licking his lips in anticipation.
"You gonna just stare at me all night Larabee?" Vin said with a smirk. "Cause if ya are, I think I'll just go on and finish my nap," he teased.
"Not so fast," Chris said, moving quick as a cat to straddle his lover. "No more sleep for you, at least not for a while yet." He leaned forward and began to nibble at Vin's ear. "But you won't be sorry, " he promised.
"Whadda ya have in mind?" Vin asked, his pulse quickening as Chris moved down to nuzzle at his neck.
"This," Chris answered with a wink, and he turned himself around, bringing his lips to Vin's stiffening erection in one quick movement, while placing his groin close to Vin's face.
The two men moaned in unison as each found an eager tongue moving up and down their rapidly swelling organs.
"Chris, God yes....it's.....more.....please," Vin begged, moving his mouth off Chris's cock to take a deep breath.
Chris plunged down on Vin's hardened shaft, lips tightening as he moved down then up, pausing to pass his tongue lightly over the head before each downward stroke. He smiled to himself as Vin was reduced to a shaking mass of nerve endings under his ministrations.
"Chris.......Chris, don't.....stop.....don't stop....." Vin cried out, hips twisting and gyrating spasmodically, hands clenching the bedclothes. As if waking from a trance, he suddenly noticed Chris's cock, dangling in front of him, and with a savage cry, he engulfed the huge organ to its hilt, swallowing and sucking with abandon.
"Vin!" Chris choked out, as he felt his lover's hot mouth begin to work him over. "God Vin, suck me harder!" he begged, his voice gone hoarse with need.
"Yesssss!' they cried out in unison as the heat flowed through them. Chris jerked as he felt Vin's tongue at his ballsac, then felt his lover's lips stretching as he took both balls inside his warm mouth.
"Vin....ah....Vin, I'm gonna....." Chris groaned out as Vin released his balls and swallowed him whole, once again. Chris soon found himself grinding his hips into Vin's face, faster and faster as Vin continued to suck and lick him. When the younger man reached a hand up and cupped his balls, squeezing and tugging on them with his strong fingers, Chris lost control and began to climax.
"Ah!' Chris cried out, pouring himself into Vin's mouth in one long, hot load. "Yes, yes," he shouted hoarsely, trying to drive his cock farther down Vin's throat. "Feels so good," he moaned. A few seconds later, his erection flagged and he slowly withdrew from Vin's mouth.
"Just lay back Vin," Chris said softly, pushing Vin back onto the bed gently, when the younger man started to move around. "My turn," he stated, stretching himself down between Vin's spread legs.
"Ohhhhh........Chris.......yessssss.......," Vin moaned out, as Chris began to nuzzle and nip gently at his exposed ballsac.
Encouraged by his lover's reaction, Chris moistened a finger, slowly gliding it in and out of Vin's heated passage, as his mouth continued upward, to lick and suck at his stiff member.
Vin writhed and bucked on the bed, drawing his cock deeper into Chris's throat. "More Chris.....please.....give it to me....." Vin urged breathlessly.
Chris smiled around the large organ filling his mouth, as he felt Vin's cock begin to surge and spurt hot liquid. Swallowing greedily, Chris soon milked all the essence from Vin, leaving his lover limp and exhausted.
"Did you still want to finish your nap?" Chris purred in Vin's ear as he stretched himself out next to his spent lover.
"Only if you're gonna stay with me," Vin replied, a lusty grin lighting his face. "I thought of a few more things we can do tonight, since I have to stay in bed anyway."
"Nice try pard," Chris replied, as he sat up and began pulling Vin upright. "But the rest of the guys will be here soon. We're gonna take a shower then be ready to meet and greet."
"Sure you just don't want to stay in bed?" Vin asked with a wink.
"Vin...." Chris growled.
"Okay, okay, I'm going," Vin said with a laugh as he headed for the bathroom.
Chris followed closely behind, ogling Vin's firm buttocks appreciatively. He couldn't wait until Vin was fully recovered, and he could have his little sharpshooter all to himself.
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As the two toweled off quickly after their shower, the phone rang. Chris glanced at the clock, noticing it was nearly time for the rest of the Seven to show up.
"Hello?"
"Chris, it's Buck. Listen, JD's already conking out. I figured I'd just order room service and stay in with the kid tonight."
"Sure Buck, that's fine," Chris answered back.
"Sure you and Vin don't mind?" Buck asked. "I know I made the plans and all....."
"Don't worry about it Buck," Chris reassured. "Vin's still a little beat, too. Probably best for him to take it easy tonight," he continued, giving his lover a smirk.
"Okay then, see y'all in the morning," Buck said, then hung up.
"That Bucklin?" Vin asked, his head in his suitcase, looking for clean clothes to put on.
"Yeah, he and JD aren't coming up," Chris answered. "JD's already asleep."
"Poor kid," Vin said softly, as he reached for an article of clothing that brought a sly smile to his face. He grabbed the clothing and headed back to the bathroom.
Just then, the phone rang again.
"Hello?" Chris answered.
"Chris, it's Josiah. We're still down at the pool. You wouldn't believe the party down here. It's a hawaiian luau and the food's incredible. I haven't seen a spread like this since the time I was stationed in....well, in a long time," he crowed. "Chris, Nathan and Ezra and I were wondering....."
"Wondering if we wouldn't mind if you stayed at the luau?" Chris finished for him.
"Exactly," Josiah said with relief.
"Not a problem, Josiah. You all have a good time," Chris said. "Vin and I'll just have a quiet night. Buck called and he and JD are staying in, too."
"Thanks Chris, we'll see you in class," Josiah said, as the music behind him began to blare. "See you later," Josiah shouted, then broke the connection.
"Looks like it's just you and me, Vin," Chris said, as he hung up the phone. "Vin?"
"Be out in a sec," Vin called from the bathroom. A few seconds later, Vin emerged.
"Damn," Chris said, giving a low whistle.
"You like it?" Vin asked coyly.
"Oh yeah," Chris said, his eyes bulging at the spectacular sight of his lover, clad only in a skimpy black Speedo.
"That the suit we bought for the trip?" Chris asked in a slightly strained voice as his groin began to stir.
"Yep," Vin said, flashing his perfect white teeth as he smiled.
"Why don't you come over here?" Chris said as he sat on the bed and patted the spot next to him.
"Thought the rest of the fellas were showin' up," Vin teased.
"Change of plans," Chris said brusquely, unable to take his eyes off the tiny expanse of material, stretched so appealing across his lover's crotch and ass cheeks.
"That so?" Vin said, hurrying across the room and sliding down onto the bed with one fluid motion.
Chris straddled him as soon as he landed, his towel falling open to reveal his rapidly swelling erection.
"Yep, that's so," he murmured, leaning down to kiss Vin.
"So whadda ya wanna do?" Vin asked, blue eyes twinkling as he looked up at Chris.
"Well, for starters, that Speedo has got to go," Chris answered, favoring Vin with yet another feral grin as he slowly slid the slippery fabric down Vin's hips. "But let's keep it handy. You can model it again for me later."
"Anytime pard," Vin answered with a sigh of pleasure, as Chris's sharp teeth began to move lightly over his sensitive skin.
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Several hours later, Vin woke up, laying in the soft bed, snuggled in his lover's embrace. "This really is paradise," he whispered to the quiet room.
"It sure is," Chris's soft voice sounded in his ear. "Now go back to sleep, so we can have a little bit more paradise in the morning before class."
Vin smiled in the darkness and nestled in closer to Chris as he closed his eyes. A few minutes later, the two were breathing in unison, both sound asleep.
THE END
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