Author: 66witch
Rating: M, later there will be also R-rated chapters (so, only for mature readers).
Characters: Chris, Wyatt and some others.
Disclaimers: I don't own any Charmed characters or the show.
Summary: A sequel to "Another Story About Wyatt And Chris"
Warnings: This story deals with slash and incest. If you have a problem with that, then don't read!
Note 1: Ok... So here we go! The votes had been 3 for sequel and only 2 for prequel! But to those who would have preferred a prequel: Don't worry, there will be again some flashbacks from time to time!
Note 2: Still english isn't my mother-tongue, so even if I give my best, there still will surely be some mistakes. So please don't flame me for that.
Note 3: Can anybody tell me about the sister's family situation at the end of the finale? I mean does anybody know how much children everyone is supposed to have and how old they should be (according to the fact that in my story Wyatt is around 26)? As I said before I haven't seen the finale but I know there was a kind of "look to the future" at the end... so, can anybody tell me? Thanks!
Note 4: Thanks to all those who reviewed my first story. I hope you're still with me.
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1. Chapter
Chris sighed as he looked at the manor in front of him. That house which had been his home for the first 16 years of his life. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs which led to the huge wooden door, a huge box in his hands, and he felt... weird.
"Are you alright?" Wyatt asked, as he picked up the last box from the back of the small truck.
"Yeah," Chris replied.
Wyatt stepped next to him and placed the box to his feet. Then he looked at him with a grin on his face: "Liar!"
The brown haird man just rolled his eyes, then he said: "Sometimes this is really annoying."
Wyatt smiled as he gave Chris a kiss on his cheek. Then he took the box from Chris's hands and placed it on the ground, before he sat down on the stairs. He invited Chris to sit next to him and then said: "So... tell me what's bothering you."
Chris sat down, looking at the street before them. "It's everything I guess," he finally said. "It's not easy to move back in here... after all that had happened." He looked down to his feet, avoiding any eye-contact.
Wyatt sighed as he put an arm around him. "I know," he said. "It's weird." He made a short break seeing how Chris nodded. Then Wyatt went on: "But it's better for all of us, especially for Patty. Here she has much more space, even her own room..."
"Our apartment was large enough the last years, wasn't it?" Chris replied, still not looking at the man next to him.
"Yeah, it was... one and a half room for there people? How long do you think this would work? And what about our plans... Then it would have been definitely to small."
"I know... But what if he..." Chris didn't end the sentence, he couldn't. And there was no need to do it anyway, because Wyatt knew exactly what he meant.
"Don't worry," the older one of the two said. "That's why I didn't end the contract for our apartment... at least not now."
Now Chris looked up, looked him in the eyes. And Wyatt was surprised to see a kind of fear in the eyes of his little brother.
He smiled at him: "I thought this way, we can always go back..." Again he made a short break, looking at Chris with all the love he felt. Then he added: "But I hope that won't be necessary."
"Me too," said Chris calmly and let his head drop onto Wyatt's shoulder.
Wyatt ruffled his hair before he pulled Chris's face up to look at him again. "I won't let him hurt us, I promise," he said, before softly pressing his lips against Chris's.
Chris smiled slightly against his lips, Wyatt could feel it, but then the younger one pulled away.
"What?" Wyatt asked.
"I just don't want that bitch from next door to watch us, that's all."
Wyatt smiled understandingly: "Yeah I guess her nose is already squeezed from being pressed against the window." Then he rose, and pulled his brother up. "Come on, let's get this done."
Then they both picked up the boxes and went inside.
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A little earlier that day in the manor...
Piper was already in the kitchen preparing Leo's 'lunch-box' for the day, when he walked into the room, still looking a little sleepy. But he was already completely dressed, and ready for his job at the school.
He went over to his wife and hugged her from behind, while he placed a sweet kiss on her cheek. "So what will I eat this noon?"
"Cheese sandwich, an apple and a muffin," Piper replied as she turned around to face him. She placed her arms around his neck and kissed him lovingly.
"Sounds great," he said smiling when they stopped.
But Piper looked at him serious: "Do you think that's a good idea?"
"What?" he asked confused.
"Wyatt and Chris..." Piper said simply.
Leo sighed and looked down. "It had been a month since they came back from the past... and... it went well between us... So..."
"I know Leo... but you have seen them for lunch, or for dinner... or in the evening a couple of hours..."
"I still don't see where is the problem?" Leo interrupted her frowning.
Piper sighed as she freed herself from his hug and sat down. Leo took a seat next to her, looking at her, waiting for an explanation.
"What you've seen had been your sons, but not the couple they are. Are you sure you can deal with that too? Can you deal with it, when you come down here in the morning and you see them standing here, hugging each other like we did. Chris making breakfast and Wyatt kissing him? Or can you deal with it, when they sit in front of the TV in the evening, hugging each other closely, sharing some loving touches? Can you do that Leo?"
Leo swallowed as he looked down to his hands which rested on the table. She was right. Whenever Chris, Wyatt and Patty had been there in the manor, they had been kind of distant, and now he wondered if all that was just because of him. He sighed then he looked up to meet the eyes of his wife again. "I will," he said with determination, "I have to, because I don't want to lose them again."
Piper sighed and rose again: "I hope so... because this time you would lose them forever."
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When Wyatt and Chris reached the stairs, Piper showed up on the first floor. "Is that all?" she asked.
Wyatt nodded: "Yeah. Those are the last boxes."
"Good," Piper said and let them pass by her on their way to their new room... Then she went down to the kitchen.
Chris meanwhile placed his box on the floor, while he observed his brother. Wyatt had placed his box in front of his old bed and was now staring at it, completely in his own world.
"A penny for your thoughts," Chris said as he hugged the blonde man from behind.
Wyatt smiled and turned around to him, putting his arms around his waist. "I just thought about that one time you slept here... when I woke you up and you..."
§§§§§flashback§§§§§
It was early in the morning when Wyatt woke up. Sleepy he looked at his alarm clock. It was short before 6. Still one hour until they had to get up, but he thought that it would be better to wake his brother by now, before he would fall asleep again.
It had been 15 days now, 15 days since their first kiss. Wyatt still couldn't understand it, how it had happened, how he could do that. Chris was his brother for God's sake. But when he turned around to look at the beautiful angel in his arms, he knew that - even if it was more than wrong - he loved Chris with no end.
Usually Wyatt wouldn't have let Chris sleep in his bed. Not that he didn't enjoy being so close to him, but...usually their mom wakes them in the morning. And... if they would keep telling their mom that Chris had a nightmare, like they had said the first morning after their kiss, she probably would send Chris to a psychologist sooner or later.
Wyatt smiled thinking about that. Then he carefully pulled a streak out of Chris's face and kissed his forehead softly.
Chris stirred a little and then snuggled closer into Wyatt's strong arms.
Wyatt smiled but suddenly felt like hit by a lightning, when he felt the bulge in Chris's boxers. God that was so hot. He couldn't help wondering what Chris was dreaming, so he decided to have a look. He closed his eyes and reached out for his brother's mind... then he saw it.
Chris was lying on something fluffy, everything around seemed fluffy. And he was naked, completely naked.
Wyatt smiled.
But Chris wasn't alone. He was with Wyatt, who was lying next to him, completely naked too. He hold Chris close and nibbled on his ear, making the younger one chuckle. Then they kissed, battling with their tongues.
Wyatt opened his eyes again, looking at Chris, who had a huge smiled on his face. Wyatt smiled too, and unable to resist, he moved closer until his lips touched softly those of Chris.
Chris moaned in his sleep as Wyatt softly moved his tongue over Chris's lips, asking for entrance.
Still sleeping Chris opened his lips slightly, but was immediately awake when he felt Wyatt's wet tongue in his mouth. He looked at him kind of shocked, while Wyatt had closed his eyes, still exploring his brother's mouth.
Realising what was going on, Chris relaxed into the kiss and moaned in delight. He felt Wyatt's hands on his back at the same time as a feeling started to grow inside of him. He felt like burning from the inside.
"Wy..." he mumbled against his brother's lips, but he was too out of breath form their kissing. "Wyatt... I..."
Wyatt moved his tongue a little deeper into his brother's mouth, his arms closely around the younger one's body feeling the tension growing inside of him.
Chris then suddenly screamed slightly, silenced by Wyatt's lips, as he came into his boxers.
Wyatt stooped the kisses and looked at him, grinning: "Good morning angel..."
Chris smiled, still a little breathless, his eyes beaming at the older one: "Morning..." Then they started to giggle uncontrolably hugging each other tightly.
§§§§§end-flashback§§§§§
Chris chuckled, thinking about that, and placed a soft kiss on Wyatt's lips. "Oh yeah... a lot of things happened here..." he whispered then, making Wyatt laugh too.
Then the older one frowned: "I guess we better put your old bed in the basement, don't you think. This way we've space for our sofa..." The huge blue sofa was currently placed down in the hallway.
Chris turned around looking at his baby-blue bed with lot's of stickers placed all over it. "Yeah," he said then, "I guess I grew out of it!"
Both boys started to laugh with all their heart, hugging each other closely.
"What's so funny?" Piper asked as she went into the room, with some cookies and some tea for her sons.
"Nothing," Chris said innocently, "we just thought about getting rid of my old bed, that's all."
"Yeah," Wyatt agreed, "we wanna put our sofa in there..."
Their mother nodded: "Good idea... Leo will be home in about an hour, he can help you then..."
Chris and Wyatt nodded calmly.
"By the way," Piper went on, "I want to ask you for a favor..." And as she saw the waiting looks of her sons she continued: "I want to ask you, to take it slowly with your dad, don't overstrain him."
Both men nodded again. "Don't worry, mom," Wyatt said with a cocky smile, "we won't make out in front of him..."
"Awww..." Piper exclaimed and slapped him with played anger on his shoulder, while Chris tried hard not to laugh out loud.
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When Leo came home later that day, he went first into the kitchen, where he could hear his wife. She was cooking the dinner. He lend against the doorframe observing her for a while.
Then she turned around. "Oh... honey, you're home," she said and went over to hug him and give him a welcome-kiss.
He smiled: "It's good to be back... so... how did things go? I saw that huge blue monster in the hallway..."
Piper chuckled. "Yeah, Chris and Wyatt are upstairs, unpacking there boxes. After diner, I thought, you could help them with putting Chris's old bed in the basement, so that they can place their sofa in their room."
Leo agreed, even if he didn't understand how someone could call that large blue fluffy thing a sofa. Then he asked: "What about Patty?"
"Oh, she's still with Victor... the boys are still not finished with her room, and there I guess it's calmer for her. Victor will bring her over tomorrow, when he'll come for the family-dinner."
Leo nodded again. Then an alarm-clock was ringing and Piper went over to the oven. "Oh could you go and pick up the boys? Dinner is ready in a minute..."
Leo nodded and went up the stairs. He smiled, because he had the feeling that now, things would be good again, right again. Like they always should have been.
But when he reached the open door to the room of the boys, he froze.
His sons were lying on Wyatt's bed, their legs entwined hugging each other tightly and sharing some soft, small kisses, while giggling.
'Oh God...' Leo thought.
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Note 5: So much for the start. I hope you like it and will find the time to review. ;-) I try to update as soon as I can, but I guess I'll take some time. Sorry!