The first rays of sunlight came through the cracks in the shutters from the cabin they'd been assigned to.
But this was no ordinary morning...
As Wes slowly opened his eyes, the previous night's event rushed back into his mind.
His whole relationship with Tycho had just taken an about face!
Love had never been something he'd searched for in his life. Growing up in the middle of an abusive household, had scarred him and his siblings.
There had been many moments where the solitude of his lifestyle had affected him. Especially since they'd landed here, watching their counterparts leading a happy domestic life, with a child included.
It had made him start to realise just how utterly alone he was... How much he actually craved for that feeling of belonging, of having someone to come back to.
And now here he was, with Tycho sleeping soundly by his side, his breath even against his chest, his beautiful smile after such an unexpected night!
Wes pulled Tycho closer to him, smiling as the Alderaanian moans incomprehensible things in his sleep, sliding his arms around him and slipping one of his legs in between his.
Love makes you weak…he always believed!
Love had always frightened him. He'd seen his mother become subservient for loving the wrong man. He'd seen her become more and more quiet, as if she was afraid of saying the wrong thing and setting of his father again.
She'd fallen a prey to his violent father. And then he'd lost her... because love had made her weak!
But all he wants right now, is to be weak with Tycho! Until his last breath leaves his lungs…until his heart stops beating!
The intensity of such thought hits him like the force of an explosion.
He's falling!
Deeply!
Fast!
He ran his fingers through Tycho's hair, brushing his lips softly in a tender kiss.
He loves the feeling of the other man's warm mouth on his. He loves the closeness, the warmth, the smell of Tycho's skin...
"Tycho..." He whispered, nuzzling his nose and casting small bites along his lower lip.
The Alderaanian's body shivered slightly as he started waking up. He blinked twice before focusing his eyes in Wes' golden-brown ones.
If Wes had any qualms about the other man's reaction to their new situation, his bright smile put an end to it.
Taking his mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, Tycho rolled over Wes until he was completely on top of him.
"Good morning." He mumbled. His voice still a bit groggy from sleep. "No regrets?"
"None whatsoever." Wes assured him, trailing the other man's spine with fingers. "You?"
"What do you think." Tycho smirked, brushing Wes' cheek with one hand, while toying with the locks of dark hair on his nape. "Though your reaction did surprise me."
"Why?" The Taanabian rose an eyebrow, with a curious expression.
"Well, you've never struck me as the kind of person that would be interested in having a relationship with another man." He reasoned, leaning on his elbow and staring intently at Wes.
"I'm here, am I not?" He winked at Tycho.
"I know that! But I also know you've always had your scopes set on women!"
"You also know, because we've talked about this before, that I was never able to attach myself to any of them." Wes took a slow, deep breath, like he was trying to choose his words carefully. "First of all, I never believed I would see the end of this war. -not that it's officially over yet!- So, going on serious relationship was a far away concept for me. Also, my family history doesn't make me exactly a good catch!"
"I thought you've already got over it." Tycho mumbled, recalling a long conversation they'd had after receiving the news of Renegade Flight's disappearance. It had delivered a hard blow to all of them, having lost Commander Narra, and other three good friends in the process.
Many lums later, Wes and him had spent a good portion of night talking about themselves, getting to the point where they trusted things that no one else knew onto each other. Wes' issues with commitment, his brother's death, his own escape from Taanab, his guilty feelings over Porkins' death...
But also Tycho's past in Alderaan, the way knowing about his family and entire planet's destruction had almost drove him to suicide, how difficult it had been for him to be finally be allowed a leave and finally defecting to the Alliance... and his initial attraction to Wes!
They had laughed it off, when Tycho told him the reason he'd given up was because of the Taanabian's propensity to be a goof-off and always pulling pranks on everyone.
"I just haven't ever found someone I thought could understand me. Someone that I could open up to." Wes shrugged. "How can you think of having a relationship with someone you can't even trust your own issues and fears? But I always trusted you! I guess that should have been a bit telling, right?"
"I don't believe that if, for some reason, we'd have started some kind of affair back then, that it would have worked." Tycho pondered, resting his head on Wes' chest, listening to the beating of his heart. "To be honest, I prefer the way things turned out!"
"How so?"
"We took our time. We became friends. We learned to trust each other, to accept each other's faults along with our virtues. And you have enough, no matter how foolish you may seem to others! I trust you with my life, and I believe this is the moment we're ready to begin something more. We have strongly built foundations to our relationship." The Alderaanian declared, trailing Wes' wide chest with fingers. "I know we still have some issues to talk about, but that will come with time."
Wes smiled, kissing Tycho on his forehead.
"You'll have to bear with for a while. You know speaking about my family isn't easy for me. But I have one thing that I would like you to confirm for me."
"What?"
"You are exactly like this Tycho, aren't you?"
Tycho lifted his head to glance at Wes. His warm smile was enough to disarm him...
"Yes Wes, I am exactly like him!"
"Oh, Ok." He said matter-of-factly.
"Just that? Ok?" Tycho peered at him.
"Well...Yeah!" Wes answered with a wide smile. He's a gutsy guy, this Tycho!"
"Really?" Tycho sniggered.
"I'm serious! Men aren't supposed to be prepared to carry children and give birth. But nevertheless, he did it anyway! If I was the by-gendered one, I'd probably freak out about delivering a baby!"
"Not being able to conceive a child in any other way, puts those issues in perspective I guess..."
"You mean, you can't...?"
"I can't father a child Wes. I'm barren." He said. "I'm pretty sure he has the same issue. My female organs are fully functional, but when we speak about my male ones, then I'm just not fertile. That's how it happens on by-gendered individuals like me. Only one set of organs can be used for reproductive means."
"What happened for you to be born like that? I mean, and don't take this as I'm comparing you to an animal, but biologically speaking in mammals the process tends to be similar, and some species of Staga had that issue, so I kind of understand the process! I'm just curious about your particular case..."
Tycho chuckled, as he sat against the headboard by Wes' side.
"I tend to forget you have a major in Biology and Animal Husbandry. My farmboy..." He gave him a quick kiss on cheek. "My mother was pregnant with twins, but the female embryo stopped developing correctly. Usually what happens is that the embryo his either expelled or absorbed by the mother's body. In very rare cases, at least on Baseline Humans, the embryo can get absorbed by the other twin! That's what happened in my case! So, I can say I have my twin sister trapped inside of me...in a way! There were some occasions were I considered surgery, but first of all I consider myself a man! Then we have the other issue. I would eventually like to become a father, and as we've previously discussed, there's only one way for me to achieve that!"
"By carrying the child yourself..." Wes concluded.
"Exactly!" The Alderaanian agreed. Confiding all these details to Wes, felt almost like lifting a weight from his shoulders! The easiness with which Wes just accepted things, shouldn't have really surprised him. In the last four years, the Taanabian had proved time and time again that despite hailing from a culture that was known for being a bit close minded in those issues, he was always ready to accept anything concerning his friends... and defend them if necessary!
Options that he'd cast aside in the past, were now opening up for him once again.
Now, he had Wes and the future was an open road!
One he wasn't travelling alone anymore!
With that realisation, Tycho's last issues with taking this relationship forward, dissipated like smoke in the wind...
He leaned towards Wes, slipping his hand under the Taanabian's sweater. He trailed the way from his navel to his chest, where he allowed his hand to caress his broad chest and the soft curls Wes had there.
Wes' breath got heavier and rugged, and laying both of them back on the mattress, he started unbuttoning Tycho's tunic, revelling on the sight of the blond's hairless chest and firm stomach.
On that moment all he wanted was to discover how it felt to put his mouth on those creamy, small nipples. How it felt to run his tongue from his chest to his navel. How it felt to have him shiver under his body...
He lifted himself slightly so he could take off his own tunic. Throwing it on the floor, he laid on top of Tycho taking one of his nipples on his mouth and suckling on it, eliciting rough moans from the Alderaanian.
Wes wanted him, like he'd never wanted anyone before!
Tycho's hands kept caressing his hair and his back, as he kept moaning tender words of encouragement. He could feel the rhythm of his heartbeat increasing.
Giving that already hard and turgid nipple a light lick and a soft bite, Wes proceeded to take the other nipple and continue his sweet torture. He kept running his fingers up and down on Tycho's stomach, caressing and tickling him. He slid his hand to the hem of his slacks and started teasing him, running his fingers back and forth without allowing his fingers to slide inside the slacks.
Tycho groaned, lifting his hips, wishing Wes would just remove his kriffing slacks once and for all. Wes raised his head looking at him with a sexy smile.
"Yes, sir!" He whispered gruffly. "Your wishes are my command."
Sithspawn! He'd actually said it out loud!
Wes held each side of Tycho's slacks, sliding them off the Alderaanian's legs, lifting himself back up for a deep kiss, breaking it so he could get rid of his own slacks.
His naked body on top of Tycho's, he knew there was no turning back now. The silent plea on the other man's eyes was so obvious it almost hurt. He wanted this as much as himself!
For the time, he felt nervous!
He leaned to the side to search on one of the drawers. He cursed as he couldn't find any condoms inside.
He was always prepared...
Except now!
"Tell me you have some..." He moaned dismayed.
With an amused look on his face, Tycho rose from the bed to go searching on his bag. He retrieved one, showing it to Wes with a triumphant expression.
"You'd better start being prepared, sweetheart! Or next time I'm living you high and dry..."
"Will you get your sexy ass on the bed, so I can make love to you properly?" Wes taunted him.
Tycho swayed slowly towards Wes. He sat on top of the other man's legs, unwrapping the condom and placing it gently, rolling it slowly on the hard length, causing Wes to groan and bite his lip. He laid on his back, reaching his arms wide open to invite Wes closer.
The Taanabian lowered himself in the middle of Tycho's hips exploring him with his fingers first, sliding two of them on the warm, wet center.
He was a virgin!
The surprise was evident on his face, and Tycho smiled at him, encouraging him to continue his exploration.
"Maybe I was waiting for the right person..." He murmured. "I've never felt the desire to do it like that with anyone else before. But I want you to!"
Their lips crushed on each others' as they exchanged a passionate kiss. Tycho lifted his hips to meet Wes' fingers and make go deeper on him. His body trembled with excitement...
Wes took his hand, and started gently pushing inside Tycho. He wanted to take it slowly and avoid hurting him. He felt Tycho's fingers clenching around his buttocks, urging him inside.
He took him slowly, with paced, gentle thrusts. He felt the barrier giving in while he gazed at Tycho, trying to get his reactions. He'd go easier when he saw the other man biting his lips, and when felt him tensing a bit, and he'd go in deeper when Tycho released his breath.
Finally, the barrier gave in completely and Wes buried himself completely inside Tycho.
Running his hands towards Wes' shoulder blades, and wrapping his legs around his lover's waist, the Alderaanian started matching the pace of Wes' thrusts, lifting his hips to meet his movements.
The Taanabian increased the depth and pace of his thrusts, feeling his whole body shiver and go taut. He couldn't even keep a coherent thought, so powerful was the need to reach the climax! But more than that, he wanted... No, he needed desperately to make Tycho reach that same climax!
Both men cried and moaned almost in unison, while their bodies swayed together each trying to match the other's rhythm, increasing the pace until they were on a frenzied rhythm.
Wes tried to hold back, until he felt Tycho going over the edge. Only then did he let himself go, pounding harder on him. Tycho came with a deep cry, followed closely by Wes.
The Taanabian collapsed on top of Tycho, who held him closely. They were both shaking. And both had smiles on their lips!
"This was amazing..." Wes whispered, almost out of breath. "I'm sorry to say, I don't intend to let you go ever!" He smirked.
"I wouldn't want you to, Wes!" Tycho answered, brushing his lips softly. "We belong together now."
Still shaking, Wes got up, and gently picked Tycho up in his arms.
"We're naked..." Tycho pointed out. "Where are you planning to take me?" He joked.
"The shower!"
"Sounds exciting!"
"No love!" Wes laughed. "No more sex! We're both sore, but you more than me! We are having a warm shower, getting dressed, have some breakfast, and then we have a meeting with the rest of these Rogues, remember that?"
"Oh right!" Tycho nodded. "We can still make out a little bit..." He winked at Wes.
"Just a little..." Wes conceded, taking him into the shower.
He still couldn't believe he'd finally found happiness! And in Tycho's arms on top of it all!
Life was about to get so much more exciting!