A/N: Hi! Been a wee while, hasn't it? I was...mostly successful with my midterms, so I am in a very chipper mood! Hopefully this chapter (at least the beginning) will do the same for you! Oh, and...chirp? Meow? Bark? MOO. Yes, that's an appropriate onomatopoiea. And also a wee touch of a warning. Just a bit.

DISCLAIMER: Sherrilyn would have done it faster.

Chapter Twenty-One: It's Such a Shame We Made a Wreck Out of Me

Nick groaned as Caleb trapped his body under his. Though the daeve wasn't that much taller than him, he was more muscular due to football and probably centuries of battle. It was those muscles that drove Nick's thoughts to wicked places as Caleb traced hot kisses along his collarbone. He knew that he was waiting on him, waiting for him to press the issue of sex in their relationship, but Nick hadn't been able to quite bring himself there. Now, with Caleb on top of him and both their shirts lost somewhere on the floor, the only thing he could think was more. More kisses, more touch, more Caleb. He wanted more.

Caleb could see the heavy desire in Nick's eyes as well as feel the result hardening against his hip. He grinned, and he knew it was every bit as dark as his thoughts. He wanted Nick too, and he was tired of waiting. He sat up long enough to get a better look at Nick's eyes. He wanted to be sure it was okay. Seeing no hesitation, his grin grew and he placed a hot kiss against Nick's mouth before leaving a lazy trail of open-mouthed kisses down his chest.

Nick groaned again, this time louder. He was grateful that his mother was covering a shift for Aimee, otherwise she definitely would have barged in by now. Luckily, they had the house to themselves for the night. It was obvious by the tortuously slow kisses that Caleb continued to place that he intended to savor every minute of their alone time together.

Caleb paused just long enough to unbutton Nick's pants. He looked up at his boyfriend as he slowly pulled them down, taking his boxers with them as they fell somewhere over the bed. Nick watched him with half-lidded eyes that were glazed with lust.

"Caleb."

That one word was nearly enough to make him come then. He bit his lip, fighting it down as he shifted his attention to Nick's already hard member. His mouth was already close enough that he was able to place a near-chaste kiss against him. Nick gave a moan that seemed to shoot straight down Caleb's already too tight pants. Instead of worrying about himself, he reminded himself that Nick was a virgin- as he helpfully reminded him whenever they were close to death.

Caleb wrapped his mouth around the head while his fingers dug into Nick's hips. He loved the feeling of Nick writhing under him as he took more and more of him in. Nick's moans grew louder until Caleb could guess what was about to happen, and he buried his fingers in his hair.

"Caleb," Nick gasped out a warning. Caleb simply looked up at him. An instance later, Nick threw his head back, screaming his name while coming. Caleb swallowed before pulling away with a small pop.

*Moo*

Nick's breathing was ragged as Caleb worked his way back up to his lips with gentler kisses. Caleb couldn't help chuckling as he saw the normally mouthy teen finally speechless.

"I love you," Nick mumbled blissfully as Caleb began to unbutton his own pants. Caleb's laughter continued.

"I know."

"What the hell are you doing?"

Both boys jumped at the sudden bellowing voice. They looked up to see a dark figure glaring at them. Before either could react, the figure raised its hand, and Caleb was gone. Nick was suddenly fully clothed and angry enough that it would have impressed his father.

"Ambrose!" Nick growled. He figured his future self would have better timing considering that he was from the future, but apparently not. Both Nick's matched glares before the younger Malachai broke the silence. "What are you doing here? Where's Caleb?"

"His house! A lot nicer place than he deserved!" Ambrose roared. "What the hell?" he repeated.

"Keep it down!" Nick whisper-yelled. Just because his mother wasn't home didn't mean their neighbors were out too. "What's your problem?"

"My problem is that we aren't gay! I'm not gay!"

Nick hummed his disagreement before standing to face Ambrose. "Apparently I am. A shame you missed the memo."

"No, I think you did," he sighed, the anger seeming to drain out of him. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, flashing the Dark-Hunter mark on his cheek. "Malphas isn't something you want in your life like this, Nick. He was only suppose to be your bodyguard."

"And now we're more. Big deal," Nick shrugged.

Ambrose returned to glaring. "Okay, let's think about this, shall we? Why was Caleb ever assigned to guard us?"

"Our dad sent him."

"Because?" Ambrose prompted.

"He didn't want anyone else taking our powers."

"Anyone else," he quoted. "Malphas is under Adarian's thumb, and whether he likes it or not, he does have to answer to him. What happens when Adarian decides he wants him to hand you over?"

"He wouldn't do that," Nick shook his head.

Ambrose snorted. "If Adarian threatened his life, there isn't a thing the demon wouldn't do. That includes selling you out."

Nick refused to believe that when a realization hit. "It's not like you know everything," he challenged.

"I'm rarely wrong these days, Nick," Ambrose stated, as close to pleading as he'd ever get.

"You didn't know about Kody, and you said that our dad died when you were still a kid in your time. Maybe Caleb will be like that."

Ambrose wanted to strangle his younger self. Was he really willing to bet their life on a maybe? Maybe he should kill Nick now and save them both the trouble. He sighed, knowing the last thing he wanted to do was leave the mess for their mom to find. He settled on something else.

"Caleb isn't in my future."

Nick blinked in confusion before Ambrose disappeared.

I become an asshole, Nick grimaced to himself before falling back onto his bed and wondering when Caleb would be back. Just because he wasn't in Ambrose's future didn't mean he couldn't be in his.

And so goes another chapter! I've never written anything like *Moo* before, so I got Lily to gauge. If it is completelt awful and unreadable, well, that's what reviews are for- so you can tell me how to do it better! Thanks to all those who've held out this long, and thanks to all those who read this fic in general! Apologies to any who wanted to skip the beginning and didn't see *Moo* as an appropriate warning. I am quite terribly sorry, and ask that it be noted that *Moo* will not always be the warning, nor any onomatopoeia. It's a thing. Anywho, thanks to all those who follow/favorited while I was meandering and such! Thanks so much to kaoru12211991, Rin asa uchiha, Ceda D, and Estel Caprice for reviewing! They got me through the boring studying! Thanks to everyone who's been keeping up with this fic! Keep rocking!