I'm so utterly sorry I could not update on Monday, or at all this week… I was nowhere near a computer! So, I will up date now (Sunday) and I'll update tomorrow, the day I'm supposed to anyways, also.

I'm only going to go up to chapter 27 . Set after the third book.

Warning: it's mature

Paring: Fang and Iggy

Rating: NC17

Disclaimer: As I've said, I do not own, and if I did, I'd share Fang and Igs with Tomo Potter. Wow, or I'd just watch Figgy 24/7

Chapter 25

Home again

Fang and Iggy woke the next morning to Angel jumping on their bed.

"Max cooked!" They froze and looked at each other.

"My kitchen!" Iggy yelled, throwing the covers off and running into the kitchen in his boxers.

"Ok, it's not burned down." Iggy said with a sigh.

"Ha, ha, real funny Igs" Max said rolling her eyes. "It's not that hard to make scrambled eggs." Iggy just smiled. Fang walked out holding Angel on his hip.

"Something smells . . . good." Iggy smirked. They all sat down and ate their breakfast, all Iggy could think about though, was the night before

Flashback

Iggy walked into his room with Fang attached at the hip. He smiled and stripped down to his boxer and climbed into bed with him. Fang smiled back and lightly kissed him. They said their good nights and fell asleep.

End of flashback

Sure, it wasn't much, but it was something. Fang and Iggy walked down the hall and into the washroom. They smiled at each other. They decided yesterday that they would have a nice long bath together. Iggy had said that he wanted Fang to sit on him this time, Fang agreed.

Iggy started the bath and walked up to Fang. For the first time, Fang was going to let him be the dominant one. His hands rested on Fangs hips and he slowly lifted his shirt and watched as it hit the floor. He lightly ran his hands over Fang's torso; said boy just closed his eyes and let out a moan. He felt himself grow hard.

He felt his pants slid down his legs followed by his boxers. When he opened his eyes, Iggy was sitting in the bathtub, water shut off, and his legs spread. Fang shuddered, it seemed, he was not the only hard one.

He stepped into the bath and leaned against Iggy. He felt Iggy's hands wrap around his waist and his eyes closed. The hands messaged his inner thighs and Fang let out a moan. Soon after, he felt them grasp his member. His breath hitched as Iggy stroked him hard. The blonde one's thumb pressed over the slit and began to move his hand fast and hard.

"I- Iggy!" Fang chocked out as his seed spilled.

"That didn't take long." Iggy said a smirk present.

"Bite me." Fang mumbled leaning back. He began to dose off and Iggy just rolled his eyes. He emptied the water and lifted him up. He ran fast out of the bathroom and into their room, praying no one saw.

He tucked Fang in and lay down beside him; he knew Fang would not wake until supper.