Rated R
Disclaimer: I only own the Andersons, Anderson Manor, Anderson Hotels and Sealin's flat . . . and Lacy and Saturn.
Warnings: Course Language, Use of Alcohol, Sexual Situations, BDSM, Violence, Blood, Dirty Talk, Crude Language, Uncomfortable Settings, male/male, oral sex, anal, incest, threesomes, use of sexual toys
Pairings: Alex/Colin (Colin/Alex), Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Fred/Alex (Alex/Fred), Fred/Seamus, Fred/George, Fred/George/Alex, Mike/Colin
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"Fuck me hard?" Alex whispered a hint of sadness to his tone.
"Yeah alright, come on."
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Colin stepped out of the flames and eeped when a brunette pulled him into a tight hug.
"I'm so sorry Colin." He sprayed soft kissed along the younger's cheek, ear and neck, making him giggle slightly.
"It's alright Shay." The older pulled back and pressed their lips together hard.
"Don't leave me again." He whispered referring back to when they were teens and the blonde dumped him . . . twice . . .
"I'm not going to leave you Seamus."
"Even if Alex asks?" The blonde suddenly realized what was going on. The older wasn't jealous, he was scared to lose him to the other.
"Seamus, I'm Colin Finnigan, not Colin Anderson. I chose you a long time ago. He's a great fuck but you're everything." He kissed the taller and ran his fingers through the older's hair. The Irishman smiled and pulled him into a tight hug.
"Sorry I'm not as good as him in that department"
"Well first off he's a bit bigger," The brunette raised a brow, "and stronger so he can easily dominate me which is a major turn on. Plus his thrusts are really hard and deep-"
"IS THERE a point to this?" Seamus cut in glaring. The smaller flushed.
"He doesn't make love Seamus. Even when I rode him-" the older gaped, "The thrusts were still forceful. He makes me feel great but you make me feel loved." The shorter whispered shyly. Seamus smiled and pressed their lips together.
"I've got the month off." He mumbled. Colin's face lit up and an excited squeal left him as he jump and wrapped his legs tight around a laughing Irishman, hugging him.
"You swear?"
"Yes Cols I swear. I even booked a place we can go so no one can bug us. I will leave my cell here, you can take yours, but I will leave mine here so that my work can't reach me." He smiled as the other shook with excitement. "Think of it as a second honeymoon."
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Blue eyes opened and he yawned, looking behind him and smiling at his lover. Seamus was spooning up behind him, holding him close. Today was the fourth day at their little getaway. They were laying in a fluffy bed in a cottage that the older boy had been given as a wedding gift from his parents. It was the classic cottage by the sea. Behind them was a forest and the actual cottage was half in the greenery and halfway on the sand of the beach.
The blonde linked his finger with the older's and grinned when similar eyes squeezed tight then blinked open lazily.
"Mmm Mornin' love." Seamus whispered kissing the smaller's temple. The younger turned around and pressed their lips together. The brunette growled playfully and rolled on top of the other pinning him down. Colin laughed and struggled slightly, the older biting and nipping his neck whilst trailing his fingers down the pale sides.
"Ah! S-s-stop! That t-t-t-tickles Shay!" He let out another laugh and squirmed. Seamus wiggled himself between the blonde's bare legs and tickled his inner thighs. "ah!" his thighs were one of the most ticklish spots on him along with his tailbone. The only problem with tickling his thighs was that it tended to make him a little more excited than necessary.
Seamus disappeared under the covers and the blonde rolled his eyes and hips, biting his lip hard.
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"OW! Fucken hell would you be careful?" Fred growled out.
"Sorry." Alex muttered when he bumped into him, knocking the older into the banister.
"Alex what the hell is going on with you?" He yelled. The younger ignored him and Fred growled, slamming his Veela up against the wall pinning him there. The shorter growled and struggled snapping his beak at his mate. "STOP THAT!" The French man shrunk back and looked away. "Now what's wrong?" Alex shook his head. "Colin?" Green eyes snapped up and his body stiffened. The other sighed.
"h-he hasn't contacted me in three and a half weeks." He muttered sadly. The taller raised his brow.
"Alright then let's get your mind off him shall we?"
"No I'm alright, I'm just gonna go lie down."
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"' bonjour?"
"Hey Fleur it's Fred." He bit his lip.
"Oh! 'Ello darling 'ow are you?"
"Not great." He ran his hand through his hair. "Alex is acting really weird."
"'Ow so?" She asked. Fred took a seat and sighed.
"I came home one day after his meeting and Colin was just leaving, they've been screwing with my consent for a while. But when Colin left Alex got all mopey and depressed! All he does is pout, check his phone and sleep! He barely eats and he showers twice as much as he used to! I thought he showered a lot before!" It was deathly quiet on the other end.
"Colin vas 'is first mate correct?"
"Yes."
"I see." Silence again. "Ven did Colin leave?"
"A month and a half ago." He heard a bang and jumped . apparently Fleur dropped the phone.
"Sorry! A month and a 'alf?" She seemed to ponder and the younger bit his lip nervously. "I zink you might 'ave a problem."
"What?" Fred asked dangerously low.
"I zink Alex's Veela sinks Colin vas trying to 'voo' 'im and is now changing its mind." She stated.
"So? He mated with me dammit! This shouldn't matter!"
"Vell Alex's Veela vill alvays put Colin first. 'E is 'urting Fred. Ze Veela zought it finally 'ad a chance vis 'is first mate only to find out 'e is playing 'ead games." Fred closed his eyes, a lump starting in his throat, eyes stinging.
"He doesn't love me as much as Colin does he?"
"No I'm sorry Fred but you vill alvays be second to Colin."
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Fuck he was bored! Colin flipped through the channels on the T.V. and shifted uncomfortably. Seamus had left for another long work period about a month ago. The blonde sighed and glared down at his member. Why wouldn't it just leave him alone? He groaned and pulled his boxers off, tossing them aside. He shifted on the couch and spread his legs running his fingertips up his inner thigh, watching himself twitch.
The fireplace erupted and he jumped, bending over and covering himself when wide blue eyes blinked at him.
"Uh hi bro . . . bad time?"
"Uh kind of . . ." Colin muttered flushing a dark red.
"Oh please it's not like I haven't seen you before."
"I'd rather not think about that Dennis." The older hissed at him.
"Sorry. Look I came to bring this by, the owl went to my house instead of yours." He handed a letter to Colin who reached out quickly and grabbed it. "H-hey Cols?" Said boy looked at him. "If you need help . . ." Dennis smirked and Colin growled.
"GET OUT!"
"Jeez I was just kidding!" The younger rolled his eyes and ruffled his brother's hair heading to the fireplace and disappearing through it. The man who was now alone sighed and relaxed, staring at the letter with a strange seal. He broke it and pulled the paper out.
Creevey,
Stay away from my damn Veela. I'm tired of you playing fucking games with his head! He's not a toy and you can't just screw him then disappear for months on end! Don't bother us again and stop leading him on! I know everything that you said when you left that night to be with Seamus! About how you'd never choose Al over him. well I'll make it even easier. Stay the fuck away from Alex or I will make you regret it.
With love,
Fred.
Colin's throat clenched and his lip trembled slightly. His phone vibrated and he quickly opened it, reading the text.
Cols,
I'm so sorry love! I know I'm supposed to come home in a week but I can't we made a break through with this case and I've been promoted to the head of the investigation. I don't know when I'll be back but it won't be for at least another four months. I'm so sorry Colin. I love you and I'll send a text a day and call before you head to bed, well around eight so I know you're up. Again I'm sorry.
A loud sob broke through his lips and he tossed his phone aside, it landing somewhere on the carpet. His body shook and he glared down at his arms. Blue eyes traveled to a long white mark barely visible on his skin. He ran his fingers over his old scar and closed his eyes, tears falling down his face.
How did Fred know about his conversation with Seamus unless . . . Blue eyes widened and a strangled cry left his lips. Seamus fucking told them? His breathing quickened and his vision blurred with rage.
"Meow" He jumped and looked to the side, Saturn's tail swaying softly. He grabbed his boxers and slipped them on, grabbing his phone and the letter. He'd go to the only place he could think of. They still talked often and were still best mates.
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The dirty blonde's head shot up when his fire place erupted and teary eyed Colin stepped through. "Shit another fight?" He asked putting his book down. Colin started over and tossed him the text and letter. The older read through it quickly and stood up, pulling his friend to his chest. The shorter cried harder and gripped the white shirt, arms holding him tight. Mike Argell lead him to the bedroom and pulled the covers back, slipping under them and tapping his chest.
The 21 year old seemed so young and frail when he slipped under the blankets and rolled into a ball with his head on the taller's torso, bunching his shirt up in his hand.
He spent three days with the older, Seamus keeping his promise of calling and texting. What the brunette did not know however was that the younger was not home.
Colin stretched and glanced at Mike out of the corner of his eye, wringing his hands and biting his lip. the older smiled knowingly and faced the other, shifting a bit closer.
Their eyes locked and the shorter's breathing hitched when the dirty blonde swopped down quickly and pressed their mouths together. Colin shifted up onto his knees and straddled the other, mouths still working feverishly against one another.
Mike yanked his shirt off and tossed it aside, pulling the younger and throwing it as well, smiling as the blonde's growing locks became a mess. "Off for a sec." The older hissed. The blonde did as told and moaned when he watched the dirty blonde yank his boxers down and off, kicking them aside. It had been a long time since they had seen each other. When they were eighteen was the last time to be precise. They had never slept together but they had jerked and blown one another plenty of times.
Colin discarded his only article of clothing as well, mewling when a hot mouth pressed to his neck, a hand pushing him onto his back. The hands slipped down pale sides and around to his thighs, gripping them and massaging. The shorter panted and arched. His phone rang and he answered without thinking.
"Yea?" He asked breathlessly, a hand wrapping around his member and tugging.
"Hey Cols." He froze
"Sh-Seamus?" His face darkened and Mike snorted, sucking a nipple into his mouth.
"Hey how's your evening? You sound exhausted." The blonde's mouth dropped and he slapped a hand over it, bucking his hips when a mouth closed over the head of his member. "Colin?"
"Y-yeah! Sorry zoned." He lied gripping the darker locks with on hand tight and thrusting up into the hot mouth.
"Oh should I let you go?"
"U-uh n-n-n-not sure!" He accidently panted and his eyes widened.
"Uh did I interrupt you love?" The brunette held a slight mischievous sound to his voice.
"Kind of!" He closed his eyes, a particularly hard suck being delivered.
"Do you want me to call back tomorrow or can I listen in?" Colin smirked and shook his head, his husband was far too predictable.
"Mmm whichever you please." Mike raised a brow at him and he shrugged.
"Might I join?" The Irishman mumbled.
"Fuck please do."