Title: Let's Be More Than This
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:
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine. I do not own them!
Beta: Sam | Katy
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.
AN: 'Things like this' are telepathy.
Chapter 11
They'd known he was here as soon as they turned into the driveway. All three of them shivered when the Power caressed them and Reid had to chuckle at the colour that rose in Tyler and Pogue's cheeks. The blond glanced in the rear-view and caught Pogue squirming uncomfortably against the seats. Yeah, this was going to be hard for all of them. Reid snorted at his own joke and Tyler threw him a confused look. He shook his head and didn't answer.
"You think he'll be... alright?" Pogue asked as the hummer rolled to a stop outside the large house, looking up at the imposing structure warily.
"I don't think he's going to rape us, if that's what you mean," Reid answered him.
"I mean him dickwad. Is he gonna be alright if we just drop by? Considering what happened last time." Pogue gave Reid a meaningful glare and the other teen flipped him off.
"Well we won't know until we get out the damn car," Tyler cut in, leaving the hummer before either of them could comment.
They didn't bother knocking. Tyler used the spare key to let them in, and then lead them up the stairs towards Caleb. Instinctively he knew that the eldest Son was in the Study and the closer he got, the more he could feel the Power along his skin. It didn't hurt, it was just... there. Like a pleasurable itch he couldn't scratch.
"Anyone else feel like dry humping against the wall?"
The quiet words pulled a laugh from him and Tyler glanced to Reid, who was grinning back at him. Pogue snorted behind them, but didn't deny it. Guess the feeling was mutual then.
"Hey."
Tyler smiled at the other teen as they entered the large study, locating him on the small leather love seat by the desk. There was a book and a notepad beside him, a pen resting on top of a page crawling with black ink. But Tyler was more concerned with how Caleb was than what he'd been doing, and by the looks of it he wasn't doing as well as they thought. The youngest took note of the dark circles under his eyes and the shadowing along his jaw. His stomach knotted in worry.
"Typical Caleb," Reid muttered humorously, moving to lean against the large desk, "You skip classes to study at home."
The dark haired teen snorted at him, "Not exactly. It's dad's journal."
"You find anything out?"
Caleb glanced quickly to Pogue, who lifted himself up onto the desk top, and then looked back to the book by his side. He still felt guilty for the lust that shot through him when he felt them close like this. He was already semi-hard and they'd barely been in the room 5 minutes. Caleb shrugged and answered him.
"Yes and no," he said, glancing over the notes he made, "There was a letter that explained some things about what it is, but he just tells us to go to the Book for the rest."
"The Book of Damnation?" Reid questioned, eyebrow arched, "Dude, we went through that when we were kids and I'm pretty sure there's nothing in there about this weird bond shit."
"Yeah, I know," Caleb answered ruefully, "He also said what we read back then was a condensed version of the Book."
"Say what?"
Caleb shook his head and shifted in his seat, doing his best to ignore the itch that was starting to get worse. "The Book's been spelled. As each new generation is born, the current members of the Covenant spell the book to hide all the references to this side of the Power. The idea is that once the eldest child turns eighteen and Ascends, the Book is returned to its full state and then this... bond thing is explained." He let his head fall back against the couch, "I haven't got round to the Book yet. I wanted to read the journal first."
"But why spell it?"
It was Tyler who answered, "Think about it, Pogue. If we'd read about this when we were 13 we would have freaked. We already have enough with the way the Power sucks our life away if we're not careful with it, I don't think we could have handled this back then."
"He's right," Caleb added.
Reid frowned and eyed the eldest carefully. Tell-tale signs gave him away; the way his nostrils flared as he struggled to keep his breathing under control, his fists clenching and releasing by his sides. Blue eyes roved over him critically, taking in the tightening of his jaw and the tense lines of his face, sliding down to settle low on the significant bulge in his pants. They hadn't even been there long and Caleb was already suffering because of it. He didn't like that their presence caused him pain; he didn't like that one bit. Reid turned and caught Tyler's steady gaze.
'What are you thinking?' Tyler asked, using the telepathic link they all shared to speak to him. Reid glanced quickly to Caleb and then back to his boyfriend, debating silently. 'Reid...'
The warning note in the tone pulled a smirk to his lips and he decided to show him exactly what he was thinking. A low groan broke the thick silence and Tyler flushed at the images the blond sent him. 'Damn you' Tyler shot back with a muted glare as he tried to get his body back under control. They were surprised to hear the groan echoed by Caleb and all eyes turned to the eldest on the love seat. He'd lifted his knees up against the surge of lust that wasn't his own, the muscles in his neck straining as he pushed his head back against the leather, eyes squeezed shut.
"Cay?"
"God," The eldest forced out through his teeth, his hands caught between his legs and his stomach, trying to keep himself from doing something stupid. The lust, the Power... it was almost unbearable. His blood boiled, sweat starting to form on his skin, "No offence, guys, but... fuck can we hurry this up? I... I can't..."
Tyler and Reid looked at each other again, a whole conversation passing between them in the space of a second. Pogue watched, mouth open, unsure of what was going on.
"We wanted to talk to you," Tyler started, taking his time to drag his eyes away from Reid's, "About this. About..." he hesitated for half a second, glancing back to Pogue and Reid before returning to Caleb, "About us."
The eldest tried his hardest to calm down enough to look at them. He lifted his head, dark eyes glittering with his want, his need. Desire rippled around the room, affecting all of them in one way or another. Pogue sucked in a sharp breath, Tyler shivered and Reid's own lust sparked.
"What?" He asked roughly.
"W-we've talked," Tyler continued, slightly breathless, "We... you need help, ok? You need our help."
A strained laugh was forced between Caleb's clenched teeth and he shook his head, letting it fall back as he brought his legs in tighter, trying to use them as a barrier against the attack on his body. He couldn't possibly mean that. It just... "It's fi-"
"Bullshit!" Reid shot back before it could finish, glaring heatedly at him, "This is not fine, Caleb. You know it, I know it, we all fuckin' know it, so quit trying to play it down ok?" With a frustrated shake of his head, Reid moved forward and didn't stop until he stood directly in front of him. "We're not kids anymore," he continued in a softer tone, "We can make our own decisions."
Reid reached out and placed both hands on Caleb's knees, putting enough pressure on his legs to force them back down until his feet hit the floor. Caleb swallowed and shook his head, reaching out to grab his wrists, his words telling him to stop but his tone aching for him to carry on, to give him more. Reid glanced towards Tyler, eyes connecting again for the briefest of seconds before returning his attention to Caleb. Knowing that Tyler was ok with what he was going to do made this easier, but a part of him needed to do this anyway, whether he approved or not. They'd been through too much to let it carry on like this.
"Re... Re, please, you don't need to do this-"
But he did. Because if he didn't, Caleb was going to go crazy. And he couldn't let that happen.
So Reid straddled him before he could protest any more.
Moving fluidly, he bracketed tense thighs with his knees settled himself on his lap, legs parting further the closer he got. Hot hands immediately grabbed at his hips, grip tight enough to bruise. He didn't mind. A little pain never bothered him. Beside him, he heard Pogue's muted exclamation of shock, but under that he heard a softly indrawn breath that most definitely came from Tyler, and that told him all he needed to know.
"R-Reid..." Caleb gasped, head now lifted from the back of the couch, but his eyes still closed tightly shut. "You... back out... before it's too-"
"-Caleb," Reid sighed, lifting a hand to cup his brother's jaw, "Shut up."
The first was only meant to be quick, teasing; a brush of lips to calm him down. But before Reid knew it, his mouth was open and Caleb's tongue was sliding inside. And Reid couldn't stop himself from kissing back, his own tongue caressing Caleb's, twin moans vibrating through both of them. Passion built between them, the kiss turning desperate in no time at all. Pale fingers pushed roughly through dark hair, tongues battled furiously as they devoured one another; the slick, wet sounds mixing with the soft sighs and groans of their pleasure. The other two stared, heads spinning with the sudden change of tone and the lust that was building within.
"Jesus..." Pogue breathed, unable to tear his eyes away from the two on the love seat. The thought of two guys together had never occurred to him before this, certainly never turned him on. But damn, even he couldn't deny the hotness of the display of raw passion in front of him. Caleb's hands wandered erratically over Reid's body; stroking, squeezing, wanting, while Reid's hips rocked back and forth, moving into each caress and silently begging for more.
"Yeah," Tyler breathed, lost. If he thought the memory of Caleb slamming Reid against the wall was hot, this was scorching. The youngest didn't know where to look first; at the hands that were squeezing Reid's ass, the hips that rocked and rolled, or the mouths that seemed determined to swallow each other whole.
Finally they separated, but their bodies remained tightly pressed together, moving with each other like they were made specifically for that purpose. Reid's head fell back as Caleb kissed down his throat, chest heaving as he dragged in much needed oxygen. Feverish blue eyes sought out his boyfriend, a wounded moan escaping him as teeth grazed against a particularly sensitive spot on his neck. Tyler licked his lips and echoed the moan, too damn turned on to care if they heard him or not. The eldest's hands pushed his t-shirt up, barely moving away to take it off before he was back to attacking his neck again, fingers disappearing down to where Reid's jeans sat on his hips.
Pogue swallowed against a suddenly dry mouth, pupils blown wide as they flicked down to the movement of Caleb's fingers, watching them blindly unfasten and unzip his jeans. Reid moaned when his hand pushed inside and wrapped around the hardness trapped between them. His own dick throbbed and he automatically pressed the heel of his hand against the impression it made in his pants, sucking in a sharp breath and forcing himself to keep watching the two in front of him. He knew this was going to happen eventually, but didn't think it would be so soon.
"Fuck," Reid breathed, hips rocking back and forth with the motion of Caleb's hand, grabbing at the oldest any way he could just to hold on, to get closer, to be a part of him.
"Yeah," Caleb panted, biting along his neck as he let the words slip from his mouth, hand speeding up on the blond's cock. He burned. Everything inside him was begging for more more more, now now now. "Reid... yes..."
"Caleb... Cay, please..."
Tyler shuddered and reached back to steady himself on the end of the desk. To hear Reid say Caleb's name like that did things to him; made him hot and tingly, made him want to do anything just to get him to say it again. Sex with Reid was always good, but he was mostly the dominant one in their relationship. He'd never seen Reid like this before, so desperate that he'd whimper and beg for his release.
The room became thick with the Power. The second eldest felt trapped, unable to move from his place on the desk top, unable to avert his eyes from the erotic play before him. He told them he couldn't jump into this so fast, but right now that conversation was going out the window. Never before had he wanted something - someone - so bad, but he knew that if he was asked, he wouldn't refuse.
As if he knew what was going on in his head, Caleb's eyes flashed at him, and Pogue realized that the eldest had been watching him from Reid's shoulder. His cheeks flushed, but it was hard to be embarrassed when pitch black eyes focused on him. Before he knew what was happening, the Power sparked and raced through him, doubling his pleasure. It hit every hot spot on his body, including those he didn't even know he had, and Pogue groaned loudly, curling forward with both hands gripping the edge of the desk, knuckles white.
"Caleb..."
"Mine!"
A surprised cry echoed around the room and the next thing they knew Reid was coming, coming, coming, hips bucking and body shaking with pleasure and strain and Power. The blond choked on a sob, fingers scrabbling at Caleb as the dark haired teen growled out his own orgasm, holding Reid to him as he rode out the storm. Pogue joined them a second later, orgasm tearing through him so hard that he had to cling to the desk to keep himself from falling off.
"Fuck... shit..." Reid panted, head falling forward to rest against Caleb's and breathing in each other's air. Shaking hands slid down to the back of his neck, still tangled in damp hair. Caleb echoed the sentiment with a small 'hmm', stroking slowly over his bare back. Mouths were drawn together once more, but this time the kiss was slow and sweet, lips clinging and tongues soothing. Reid didn't even think twice about sharing this with him; it felt natural. Like it felt natural to kiss Tyler.
Tyler.
The blond teen broke the kiss with a muffled curse, pulling back enough to let him see his boyfriend properly. He'd mostly gone on instinct, they hadn't actually talked about going this far yet, so when he turned he expected to see the other boy's eyes filled with hurt, jealousy even.
But instead, the light blue eyes staring back at him were heavy with passion and yearning, his lips were swollen and red from being chewed, and his pants barely concealed the hard-on he was sporting from their little display.
"Holy shit."
The hushed exclamation drew their attention to the last member of their foursome. Pogue was still perched on the edge of the desk in virtually the same position as he was before. Only this time, fine tremors could be detected in his arms as he held the table top like it was the only thing keeping him on the ground. Long strands of hair fell around his flushed face, stirring with each breath.
"'m sorry," Caleb panted, letting his head fall back, "Shit... I told you-"
"-and as usual Reid ignored you," Tyler cut in with a smirk, voice rougher than usual, "If anyone it should be him apologising."
The blond was quick to snort, relaxing into Caleb's hold, "You want me to apologise for that? Hell no."
"'s what I thought." Tyler turned a little and regarded the silent teen carefully, "Pogue?"
He coughed to clear his throat and nodded slowly, "Yeah, yeah I'm... I'm ok." Finally letting go of the desk, he lifted a hand and pushed it through his hair, glancing down at himself and grimacing slightly. Caleb watched him warily, feeling guilty over not feeling guilty over getting him off like that. It was an automatic reaction, something he did without even thinking about it. And he'd do it again. And again and again. Reid shifted on his lap and he groaned softly, his hands holding him still. Pogue looked at them then, but only for a few seconds before he dropped his gaze again.
"Pogue-"
"No, it's ok," The other teen jumped in quickly, "No, I just... that..." He shook his head, groping for the right words, "I wasn't expecting that." He frowned and glanced up to Tyler, "And you're ok with... this?"
"If I wasn't, would I still be here? Like I said before, he needs our help." The youngest shrugged, his own cheeks colouring as he reached up to scratch the back of his neck nervously, "And it's not like I didn't enjoy it either, you know?"
Reid chuckled and leered at his boyfriend, lingering on the noticeable impression in his pants, but Pogue coughed again before he could comment.
"Look, I'm gonna go and, uh, get cleaned up."
Fear twinged in Caleb's stomach, "Pogue, wait..."
The long haired teen slid down from the desk and grimaced again as he moved, "No, really," He motioned vaguely to his lower half, finding the embarrassment a little easier to deal with now, "I'm just gonna use the bathroom. I'll be back."
Not convinced, they watched him walk out the study gingerly. Tyler sighed and returned to Caleb and Reid, who hadn't bothered to try and leave Caleb's lap. His t-shirt was still where it had been thrown a few minutes before, hanging precariously off the other arm of the couch, and his jeans were wide open, showing the black fabric of his boxers. Unconsciously he licked his lips, roving over the miles of bare skin for a second before he shook himself out of it. Reid caught the look and smirked.
"Feeling left out, baby boy?"
Tyler snorted and went to lean back against the desk, but Reid reached out to him instead. With a slight frown, Tyler took the hand, their fingers lacing, and he pulled him towards the couch. He raised an eyebrow when the blond motioned for him to take the space next to them, but he did so anyway. Caleb couldn't help but smile at his antics and he shook his head, relaxing his grip a little guiltily. Reid shot him a look and smirked, sweeping in to kiss him again, laughing against his mouth at the rush when he responded. Somehow it felt no different than kissing Tyler, but at the same time it was. New taste, new texture, new sounds - and he just couldn't get enough. His tongue teased along his bottom lip, waiting for Caleb to open up under him before moving away.
"Reid?"
He turned his attention to Tyler. Without bothering to straighten his jeans or refasten them, he squirmed back off Caleb's lap and moved to stand in front of his boyfriend. The two teens looked up at him in confusion, but he didn't care to explain himself. Instead he reached out to push Tyler back into the couch a little more and then dropped to his knees, smiling when his legs automatically opened to create space for him.
It took Tyler all of two seconds to catch on. Eyes widened comically, flicking back and forth quickly between his boyfriend, who was on his knees before him, and his brother, who was sitting right there next to him. That hadn't really seemed to matter before, but now...
"Hey, just because you're an exhibitionist doesn't mean I'm ok to go along with it!" Tyler protested quickly, trying to stop Reid from getting to his pants.
"You're the only one who hasn't come, baby," he purred, on a sexual high from the Power and the passion he shared with Caleb. He managed to keep Tyler's hands away long enough for him to pop the button and lower the zipper on his jeans. The youngest groaned and blushed, trying not to think too hard about what he was going to do and who he was going to do it in front of. "Can't have that, can we Caleb?"
He didn't answer, but Tyler could see him smile out the corner of his eye. Dammit! He swallowed roughly and closed his eyes, letting his head fall back to the couch just as familiar hands tugged at his underwear, pulling them down just enough to expose his aching cock. This was so so bad and wrong and-oh god! A slick, agile tongue licked a strong line from root to tip, and then left him to shiver as the cool air hit the trail of saliva left behind. He heard Reid's dirty chuckle, felt his lips kiss the quivering muscles of his abs soundly while one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, and then he moved. First another kiss, but instead of leaving again, bruised lips opened and he started to take him in. Tyler sucked in a breath through clenched teeth, letting it out slowly as Reid's tongue fluttered against his shaft, sweeping up the stray droplets of pre-come before he took him in any further.
Caleb ran his tongue over his lips, practically drooling at the image they made. He didn't know which to look at first; the mechanics of the intimate act or the ecstasy that was mirrored in both boys. He'd never been a voyeur before, not really. In this instance, porn didn't count. He'd never been this close. The dark haired boy shivered and bit his lip, but kept his eyes firmly on Tyler and Reid. One of Tyler's hands pushed blindly through blond hair while the other settled on the arm rest beside him, fingers curling around the end. It wasn't hard to tell who was in charge here, and yet just moments ago he'd had Reid whimpering and begging on his own lap.
'Touch him'
The words whispered across his mind and Caleb had no choice but to follow direction. His hand moved of its own accord, sliding between the back of the love seat and Tyler's head, cradling his skull in his palm. The other boy moaned softly, eyes popping open immediately to look at him, breathing growing more and more erratic. Caleb stared into his eyes, reading the naked need in them, and used his other hand to tease along his throat. Fingertips traced lines and circles into his flesh before finally stopping on the throbbing pulse under the skin.
Eyes fluttered closed and Tyler tilted his head without thought, pushing further into the fingers on his pulse. He groaned as Reid took him in deeper, harder, doubling the suction and driving him crazy. He panted and whimpered as he was taken closer to the edge, surrounded by the smell and the feel of both Reid and Caleb, his body hypersensitive to the presence beside him as well as the boy between his thighs.
Pale hands pressed down on his hips firmly, keeping him from thrusting too much and choking him. Reid knew how Tyler could get sometimes, and this was definitely going to be one of those times. He glanced up quickly, pleased that Caleb had taken his advice and decided to join in. Fuck, this was way too hot; his own cock was starting to take interest again and he fought the urge to reach down and pump himself back to full hardness. No, it was Tyler's turn first. It wouldn't be long, he was already on the edge if the way he was writhing under their touch was anything to go by. With a mental smirk he doubled his efforts, taking him in as far as he could and swallowing around him.
'C'mon, baby, come for us, wanna taste you so bad Ty, wanna see you lose it for us, c'mon...'
How was Tyler supposed to refuse that? A short cry reverberated around the room, the youngest tensing and arching as he flooded his lover's mouth. His groan was echoed by Caleb, who couldn't stop himself from leaning in and sucking at his pulse, tonguing it, his hands holding him securely and somehow keeping him together even as he was flying apart. Pleasure and Power coursed through his veins, setting his blood alight with something he couldn't name.
"Fuckfuckfuck!" He cursed, reaching out for Caleb as well as Reid while his body pulsed and gave the blond every last drop of come he had in him. Unable to swallow it all without choking, Reid pulled back with a disappointed groan, his hand finishing the job his mouth had started.
The teenager floated in a haze of pleasure, falling boneless back to the couch. He felt dazed and wrung out and sensitive to every touch and kiss that was pressed to his skin, shivering when he realized two pairs of lips instead of one caressed his neck.
"Baby? You ok?"
The blond's rough voice reached his ears and he hummed softly in answer, eyes fluttering open again and refocusing on cool blue. Reid laughed at him and kissed him, sharing the slightly bitter taste of himself with him, and then Caleb, leaving the youngest to watch as they made out once more.
"Are you sure about this?" Caleb murmured breathlessly when they parted, addressing both of them, still half fearing they'd change their minds and back out. "You don't ha-"
It was Tyler that stopped him this time, his own mouth taking up where Reid's had left off. In his mind, two voices gave him his answer in unison.
'Shut up, Caleb'
