Author's Note: Sorry it's been so long! I can't guarantee regular updates with this, but I'm going to make sure they're more regular. Some lemons for ya.


I DO NOT OWN THE COVENANT OR THE CHARACTERS.


Chapter Six:


Caleb's POV

Why didn't he tell me? I know that Tyler and Pogue were keeping their secret, but he's never kept anything of that magnitude from me. We used to be so close. I knew that Baby Boy was slipping away from me, it just didn't hit until tonight. I feel like such an ass. I can't come out and say that I have feelings for him when he finally came out and told everyone about his relationship with Pogue. I've never seen Tyler as happy as he has been. I don't wanna take that away from him. He deserves it. If that's Pogue, then I'll just have to bear with it.


Tyler's POV

I feel like I'm floating on Cloud 9. We told them tonight and nobody wigged out or flipped their shit. It went as well as possible. I can't believe it. Our relationship is finally out in the open and it feels so nice. I really can't see a lot of people giving Pogue shit for being gay. I mean – it's Pogue. He couldn't not be badass if he tried. I mean, the man could make wearing a tutu, singing to Justin Bieber, and dancing like Shakira, manly. It's the truth.

I'm not really sure how much shit I'll get. I'd be lying if I said that didn't eat at me. It does, just not as much as it should. I'm one of the Sons. I got this. After what happened with Aaron earlier, I feel strangely empowered.

I never expected him of all people to back down the way he did. Maybe things are starting to change around here, hopefully for the better.


Pogue's POV

Damn. I can't get over how sexy Tyler looks when he's lost in his thoughts. It's hard to believe that he's really mine. He's been strung up on Caleb for so long – it's hard to believe. It feels so surreal. I care about him so much. I never felt anything close to this while I was with Kate. He's so good to me. He just understands things without words. He understands me in a way that no one else ever has. It's part of what I love about him.


Tyler's POV

"Is it bad that I want to forget about everything else in the world tonight?" I asked Pogue. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Everyone deserves a break." He swooped in and kissed my lips, hard. I grinned and pressed myself against him and pinned him to the bed. He groaned and his fingers trailed down to unbutton my pants. I let him work off my clothes before I started on his. He flipped us over and started nuzzled my neck. I scratched his back and moaned. I felt his teeth scrape my collar bone. If I get any harder, my cock is going to explode.

"Pogue," I moaned. He looked at me and smirked. I dropped his head and gave my length a lazy lick. I gasped and tried… and failed to stop myself from bucking my hips. He groped my balls and played with my tip. He teased me, relentlessly.

Without warning he slipped my rod into his mouth. I fisted the sheets. He bobbed up and down, watching me. I tried to keep my eyes on his, but damn, did it feel good. He kept up his ministrations. God, he turns me on.

"Pogue," I breathed. "If you don't stop I'm gonna come." I gasped. He took my manhood out of his mouth and smirked.

"Baby boy, that's exactly what I want you to do." He slammed his mouth back down and started sucking with reckless abandon. All too soon, I could feel orgasmic bliss approaching. Fuck. I tightened my grip on the sheets and felt my toes curl. Pogue started humming. I tangled my hand in his hair and held his head down. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. Pogue kept sucking, lightly, letting me ride it out.

"Fuck, Pogue." I whispered. He chuckled. He got off of me and looked into my eyes. He poured some lube into his hand and wet his fingers. He started pushing a finger into my hole, stretching me out. As soon as I started to loosen up, he added another finger and began to scissor me. I groaned when he hit my prostate. He noticed my reaction and kept hitting it. "Stop teasing me. I need you, now." I growled. He smiled and rolled on a condom. I opened my legs, getting into a better position.

"With pleasure – I'm going to pound into your sweet ass until you scream." He told me. If possible, that made me even harder. He thrust into me and stayed still, letting me adjust to his size.

"Move," I commanded. He started the thrust, slowly. I bit my lip and relished in the feeling of Pogue filling me to the brink. "Faster," I whispered. He started moving faster. I dug my nails into his back and held onto dear life. It was impossible to keep my eyes open. "God," I moaned.

"I love the sounds you make, Baby Boy." Pogue breathed. He moved faster and harder, finding that spot that made it impossible to not make noise. He reached down and started stroking my cock in time with his thrusts. Every time he moved I felt closer and closer to coming undone. I bucked my hips in time with his thrusts. Our movements became animalistic and chaotic. He leaned down and bit my neck, hard. It was enough.

"Fuck! Pogue!" I slammed my eyes shut and convulsed around his shaft. I felt warmth spray my stomach. I can't bring myself to care.

"God, Tyler." Pogue hissed. I felt him spasm inside of me. I held onto him and laid on the bed, spent. Wow.

"You're too good at that." I told him. He laughed.

"You feel so good. I don't want to move yet." He murmured.

"We should shower."

"In a minute." He agreed. We'll worry about the world tomorrow. Tonight, I'm just going to enjoy him.