Culture Aftershock

by jtrue

A sequel to Culture Shock. Emmett McCarty's Emirati partner Nasir has a new job and a green card, but will their lives together be as easy as they think? And what will happen to Seth and Garrett? SLASH LEMONS MA

34. Chapter 34: Pleasant Company

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Okay, I am going to get on a regular schedule again. I have several chapters 'in the can,' as it were, and I will post every two weeks for the foreseeable future, at least until I get caught up.

This chapter coincides with the second half of Errors & Omissions chapter 58.

Thank you, Sis, for the dusting as usual.

Big hugs to my girls, Maureen, Rebecca, Kate and Pauline.

The FF witch hunt appears to be over. I will continue to post here and move to AO3 as and when I have to. When/if I am forced to complete the relocation you can find me at - archiveofourown ~dot~ org. Then just do a search for Jtrue.

Anyone who has not read the incredible Equal & Opposite, or is not now reading the brilliance that is Errors & Omissions, or Enticements & Obstructions, all by OhJasperMyJasper, should go do so right now. Here is how you find them since the FF witch hunt removed Liz from this site - ohjaspermyjasper ~dot~ blogspot ~dot~ com.

WARNING:

This story is intended for an adult audience! There is crude speech, hate speech and adult sexual subject matter of a homosexual nature. If you are under 18 stop reading now!

AU/AH/OC

All characters from Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer. I just take them out and play with them.

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Chapter 34: Pleasant Company

Seth worked from home that Friday morning, but would go into the office for the balance of the afternoon, just as soon as he made a quick side trip. He stopped on the eighth floor of his building on the way down to the parking garage. He walked down the hall to Emmett and Nasir's door, and let himself in.

"Are you naked?" Seth called as he walked into the condo.

"Not anymore," Emmett emerged from the bedroom wearing snug jeans and a white henley that stretched across his massive chest and displayed his nipples. He had been home for all of four minutes, just long enough to change clothes. "Let's go," Emmett slipped the strap of his messenger bag over his head.

"Got everything?" Seth asked. "Wallet? Tickets? Pfennig?"

"Oh my God, Seth. I have no idea where my my lucky pfennig is," Emmett was clearly distraught about it. "I haven't seen it in weeks. I lost it. I can never tell Nasi. It's my pfennig from our wedding. I wore it in my shoe. I can't believe I lost it!"

"You just misplaced it," the Oracle pronounced. "It'll turn up," he gave a confident nod.

"I hope so. Let's go," Emmett headed for the door.

There was a light drizzle in the Seattle sky as they set off for SeaTac. Traffic was steady and not overly heavy on the I-5 as they headed south out of the city.

"Thanks for dropping me off, Sweetie," Emmett reached over to rub his best friend's leather clad thigh.

"If I don't drop you off, how can I pick you up?" Seth reasoned.

"You know I love that," Emmett smiled.

"I do too," Seth patted the hand on his leg.

"Oh, hey, you're wearing leather," Emmett observed. "I know Garrett's gonna be happy when he gets home."

"He might just beat me home today, but that's okay," Seth gave a shrug. "He can just peel them off me when I get there."

"I know the scent of your balls when they've been in leather all day drives him crazy. I'm sure you'll have a fun evening," Emmett was certain.

"I'm confident you will too. Think you'll be able to wait 'till you get home?" Seth asked with a smirk.

"It's not gonna be easy. It'll be even harder for Edward and Jasper. It's been three weeks for them," Emmett pointed out.

"Hard in more ways than one," Seth spoke the truth.

"I'm sure we all will be," Emmett agreed. "We're all friends. We've all seen each other naked, except Nasi and Jasper maybe. It wouldn't bother me one bit if we all got busy in the back of the limo on the way into the city."

"Ha! I'm sure you meant each couple individually," Seth laughed.

"You know I did. You know how Eddie can be though," Emmett shook his head. "I can't imagine him getting intimate with Jasper in front of anyone, even us."

"It's gonna be a long flight and an even longer limo ride," Seth concluded. He smoothly took the turnoff for the airport expressway and soon they were driving up to the main terminal.

"Did you check in online?" Seth asked as they drove along the Departures level.

"I'm all checked in," Emmett confirmed.

"Good," Seth drove past the sign for American Airlines and Emmett made no objection. They both knew their airport well. The American Ticket Counter was at the wrong end of the terminal from the concourse where their gates were located. Seth pulled to the curb under the sign for British Airways and shifted into park.

"I'll just hop out, Sweetie," Emmett opened his door. Seth paid him no mind and got out of his car as well. He walked around to join Emmett on the broad sidewalk.

"I need a hug," Seth stepped up to his best friend and wrapped his arms around Emmett's torso.

"Okay, I do too," Emmett held the smaller man tightly.

"I send hugs for everyone and give Nasir a nice wet kiss on the head of his dick for me," Seth bid.

"You may be sure I will do that!" Emmett laughed.

"Where are you meeting Edward?" Seth asked as he let Emmett go.

"Oh, we didn't set a place. At security, I guess," Emmett gave a shrug.

"He's not at security. I'm sure he's been here for an hour or more," Seth dismissed. "Okay, safe trip, Emmy. I love you."

"Thanks, Seth," Emmett bent to give Seth a kiss on his lips. "I love you too," he waited for his best friend to get back behind the wheel of his car before he turned and headed into the airport.

The hassle at security was every bit as much fun as it usually was, after which Emmett put his belt and shoes back on. At this end of the terminal he emerged from security in Concourse A, across from Gate A3. Emmett turned left and headed for the higher numbered gates. Almost immediately he passed the escalator down to the underground train that would take passengers out to the South Satellite building where British Airways gates were located. The memory of the trip they all took together made him smile.

Emmett walked on and spotted a familiar head of beautiful bronze hair bent over a netbook seated in the waiting area of his assigned gate.

"Hey, Eddie. You got here early," Emmett lifted the jacket that had been placed in the adjacent seat and sat down. "How long have you been waiting already?"

Edward gave a shrug with his crooked grin. "I had nothing better to do today and was too excited to wait at home. You made it with a few minutes to spare."

"Yeah," Emmett leaned back comfortably in his chair. "Seth took a long lunch and dropped me off. I told him I could take a cab, but he insisted. He's gonna get tired of it real soon if I keep flying out every other weekend."

"I'm guessing he won't," Edward knew better. "He misses you when you're gone. He won't easily give up the chance to say goodbye. And I know he won't ever give up the chance to pick you up!"

"No, that's a tradition," Emmett laughed. "And I do love that. It makes coming home without Nasi a little easier."

"I get that," Edward nodded. "So tell me more about brunch last Sunday. We didn't get to talk long. I called Roberto to congratulate him, but we had to make that quick too."

"Let's see. Where do I start?" Emmett thought a moment. "They told us at brunch and then told his family at dinner at his parents' house."

"I'm sure they were as thrilled as we are," Edward surmised.

"Roberto said that his father would cry and Seth said that Leah told him he did just that," Emmett relayed. "They're so perfect together."

"I think so too," Edward agreed.

"They're going to get married in the Catholic church," Emmett continued.

"Yeah, I figured. Seth okay with that?" Edward saw the sensitive subject.

"Seth made the point that not only are they not Catholic, they're not even christian, but in the end it doesn't matter. He knows it's not up to him," Emmett informed. "I wouldn't choose to be married in any church, personally. I just want an officiant empowered by the State of Washington to do it. It would be a big deal to Roberto's family if they weren't married in the Catholic church, so I think they should be. My point is, it doesn't matter to us and it does to them, so if we make a big deal out of it, I think that would be wrong."

"I think you're right, Em," Edward nodded. "Much as Seth may dislike it, it is their wedding and they should have the final say, especially on things that really matter to them."

"Exactly what I mean," Emmett confirmed.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. American Airlines is pleased to announce flight two six eight, non stop service to New York John F Kennedy. We would like to invite passengers travelling with small children or those needing special assistance to begin boarding at this time, through the gate marked A Nine. General Boarding will begin in approximately ten minutes. Advantage Platinum and Executive Platinum members, OneWorld Emerald and Sapphire members, and all passengers seated in First Class, may board at your leisure. Thank you," came the gate agent's announcement.

"That's us," Edward slipped his netbook into his carry on bag. Emmett rose as he dug into his messenger bag for the boarding pass he printed at work only an hour ago. Edward produced his from the pocket of his carry on and they headed for the gate. The uniformed agent scanned them in and Emmett followed Edward down the jetbridge. They both had to duck to get through the door of the small, but long range aircraft.

"Welcome aboard, gentlemen," a smiling flight attendant checked their boarding passes. "You're right here in seats four E and F," she gestured.

"Thank you," Edward smiled and slipped into the window seat. Emmett paused to slip his messenger bag off over his head.

"Give me that, Eddie," Emmett placed his bag in the overhead and put Edward's in with it before he sat down. "Here we go!" he smiled excitedly as he took and squeezed Edward's hand.

"I know!" Edward was just as enthused.

And then they waited. Their plane, while by no means a large one, was still virtually empty with barely ten people on it. Both their smiles faded. People began to trickle onto the plane at a snail's pace. Emmett leaned his head back against his seat and closed his eyes as he took a slow deep breath.

"You know, Em, seeing you like this even after you've seen Nasir the last four weekends in a row is a little bit scary. Does it never get better?" Edward asked with a quiet, but deep concern. "I mean, Jasper and I will never be able to travel this often."

"You know what, Eddie?" Emmett took Edward's hand again as they both used the wide center armrest. "It only gets worse."

"Jesus, that's nice to know," Edward quite plainly did not think so.

"What I mean is," Emmett paused to chose his words.

"Would you boys like a glass of champagne before we take off?" the flight attendant leaned into Emmett's seat.

"Sure. Thank you," Emmett answered for them both.

"You boys make a cute couple by the way," she smiled and patted Emmett's shoulder.

"Thank you," Emmett smiled up at her. Neither man had the inclination to correct her assumption. Emmett turned back to Edward as she went forward to fill their drink order. "I love him, Eddie. I love him with all that I am. He is the man I was waiting for all my life. And when you are in love like that, I know you know what I'm talking about."

"I absolutely do," Edward nodded solemnly.

"I know you do," Emmett squeezed Edward's hand. "My point is, when you build a life with him, you hold him in your arms every night, because you can't imagine not doing that, in the home that's both of yours, in the bed that's both of yours. You know? Then, to have him uprooted and based across the country, fuck," he lifted his free hand to rub his forehead. "It's like my heart and, one of my lungs, a big chunk of my soul is missing and I only get to breathe and have the sun shine on me on the weekends now. I mean no offense to you or Seth or Garrett," Emmett squeezed Edward's hand again. "You guys are what get me through. I would be lost without you guys. You know, especially Seth. He's always been my rock. My little diva rock," he chuckled. "But in all seriousness, what makes it almost bearable is that I know this is temporary. He will get to the point where, when he is established, he will be able to work from home a great deal of the time. It'll be like when he worked for his father, for the most part. He will have to take trips, to New York and abroad, wherever he's building a hotel, but rather than those being the norm, they will be the exceptions. So, in the meantime, I suck it up. And when I can't, I cry in Seth's lap."

"Here we go, boys," the flight attendant found an opening in the boarding passengers to present two small flutes of champagne bearing the airline's logo.

"Thank you," Emmett let go of Edward's hand to take both glasses and pass one to Edward. "Keep 'em comin'," he bid.

"Here's to us, Em," Edward made a toast. "And more importantly, to the guys waiting for us on the other end of this flight."

"Amen to that, Eddie," Emmett touched his flute to Edward's before they each took a gulp. "I just wish this damn flight wasn't as long as it is. At least this time we'll be getting there in time to spend the night with our guys."

They finished their passable champagne in companionable silence, both lost in their own thoughts, while passengers continued to crawl onto the plane.

"I hope you don't think I'm rude," Emmett finally spoke, "but once we take off, I'm gonna try to get some shut-eye. Gotta rest up for my weekend with my man!"

"I was just thinking that!" Edward laughed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the fasten seatbelt sign. If you have not already done so, please stow your carry on baggage underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead compartments. Please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts. If you are seated next to an emergency exit, please read carefully the instructions in the seat pocket in front of you. If you do not wish to perform the functions described in the event of an emergency, please notify a flight attendant and we will reseat you. At this time we request that all mobile phones, pagers, radios and remote controlled toys be turned off for the duration of our flight, as these items may interfere with the navigation and communication of this aircraft. We also request that all other electronic devices be turned off until we pass the altitude of ten thousand feet. We will notify you when it is safe to use these devices. We remind you that this is a non smoking flight. Smoking is prohibited on the entire aircraft, including the lavatories. Tampering with, disabling or destroying the lavatory smoke detectors is prohibited by law. If you have any questions about our flight today, please don't hesitate to ask one of your flight attendants. We are hoping for an on time departure today. If everyone will please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts, the Captain will order the door to be closed shortly. Thank you," came the first announcement.

"Next time let's drive, Eddie. It won't take as long as boarding this plane," Emmett commented as he settled back into his seat and closed his eyes. Edward lifted up as best he could while seated and belted to look back. He could see little from his window seat with the cabin divider only two rows behind them. Were people milling about, dicking around and holding them up? If people had no interest in getting to New York, what were they doing on this plane? Edward took a deep calming breath when all he wanted to do was shout at everyone to sit down and shut up.

"Flight Attendants, prepare for Gate Departure," a male voice instructed over the PA.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, this is Colleen, your Chief Flight Attendant. On behalf of Captain Eldridge and the entire crew, welcome aboard American Airlines flight two six eight, non stop service from Seattle Tacoma Washington to New York John F Kennedy. Our flight time is expected to be five hours, twenty five minutes at an altitude of thirty nine thousand feet. At this time all seatbacks and tray tables should be in their full upright and locked position and seatbelts securely fastened in preparation for take off. We will be pushing back from the gate momentarily," Colleen informed.

The cabin lights blinked right on schedule as the aircraft switched over to it's own power. In but another moment they felt the nudge as the plane was pushed away from the gate.

"Flight Attendants, doors to Departure and cross check," the same male voice directed as the plane turned and began to roll forward.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we direct your attention to the monitors for an important video to acquaint you with the safety features of our seven three seven eight hundred aircraft. Thank you," Colleen instructed. The video began to play, but neither Emmett or Edward paid it any mind. Emmett closed his eyes and Edward watched out his window as they taxied through the airport.

And continued to taxi through the airport. How big could SeaTac possibly be? It seemed to Edward that they were going to drive to New York after all. He didn't even realize that he was tapping the center armrest impatiently until Emmett took his hand.

"Nasi says all the time that as many times as he's flown home to the Emirates, it seems like this flight takes even longer," Emmett shared. "We'll get there," he squeezed Edward's hand reassuringly. "And we'll be in our guys' arms tonight," Emmett settled back and closed his eyes again with that pleasant thought in mind.

"Yeah, we will," Edward couldn't help but smile and be calmed by that thought as well.

Rather than driving onto the runway and taking to the air, their plane came to a stop.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. Welcome aboard from the flight deck. We're number three for take off. Sit back and relax. Keep your seatbelts fastened. We'll have the runway in about five minutes," he informed.

Edward rested his head back against his seat, but continued to look out his window at the wet airport. Emmett might be able to sleep, but he knew he wouldn't be able to. And it wasn't just because their pilot and flight attendants continued to prattle on. Holding Emmett's hand was calming, but his thoughts would not rest. It was Jasper's hand he wanted to hold. Why was he so far away?

It might have been one minute or half an hour, Edward was so lost in his thoughts. He didn't even feel the plane pull forward.

"Flight Attendants, be seated for takeoff," the Captain commanded as they turned smoothly onto the runway. Though Edward couldn't see it out his first class window, the flaps extended as the turbofans roared to full thrust. He watched as they picked up speed. Their little 737-800 didn't need half the runway and soon they were airborne and climbing into the grey sky.

"I'm coming, Jas," Edward whispered to himself and closed his eyes.

It was the commotion in the cabin that woke Emmett. A man seated in the row in front of them rose to get something out of the overhead compartment and the flight attendant started asking the passengers what they wanted to drink. He looked over to find that Edward had managed to doze off as well. It made Emmett smile that they were still holding hands. Edward was a dear friend and Emmett loved him like a brother, though if anyone had told him this day would come when he first met Edward, he would never have believed it. Now they were very much in the same boat while they were in the same plane, heading to meet the men they loved who lived on the other side of the country. It meant a great deal to Emmett that he and Edward could do this together.

"Would you boys like more champagne now?" Colleen asked quietly with a smile as she leaned into Emmett's seat.

"Please," Emmett smiled back. He put his tray table down so as not to disturb Edward. Colleen delivered the flutes to Emmett's table and continued to serve other passengers. It was when she started asking about the meal that Edward awoke.

"Are you eating?" Edward asked as he let go of Emmett's hand to rub his face.

"Sure," Emmett nodded. "We're getting in late and food will be the last thing on my mind when we get there," he gave a wink and a smirk, and handed Edward the menu card Colleen had passed out a few minutes ago.

"Boys, are you dining with us?" Colleen appeared at Emmett's side right on cue.

"I'll have the club and the pasta salad, please," Emmett ordered.

"Same," Edward agreed.

Colleen returned with small tablecloths for their tray tables and brought them utensils wrapped in a linen napkin. Emmett handed Edward his flute and they touched glasses again without a word being necessary. Their clubs, chips, pasta salad and fruit salad were all served on individual plates and followed by a surprising rich and moist chocolate cake.

"There," Emmett wiped his mouth one last time and set his napkin down on top of his cake plate. "It's just enough to keep me from starving until breakfast tomorrow."

"Enriched with some protein maybe?" Edward asked with a smirk.

"Oh, yeah," Emmett's mouth watered at the thought. It brought a smile to his face and he couldn't help but notice it caused Edward to frown. "What's up, Eddie? That's not the expression of a guy thinking about a cum shake."

"Yeah, I know. I'm just nervous," Edward confessed. "Jasper has his friends staying with him, so we won't be able to do whatever we feel like whenever we feel like it, you know? And it'll be weird making love to him, knowing those guys can hear us."

"Huh," Emmett considered. "If it was Seth and Garrett it wouldn't bother me one bit, even if they were in the same room with us, 'cause we've done that, but people I don't know would be very different," he agreed.

"Plus there's the whole meeting them thing. What if they don't like me? What if I don't like them? I've never really had to go through something like this before," Edward expressed the doubts that nagged him.

Emmett took Edward's hand again. "Relax, Eddie. It's gonna be fine. They're just guys and they're friends of Jasper's. If he likes them, why wouldn't you like them too? And vice-versa?"

"I suppose," Edward didn't look or sound convinced. "It's just spending the weekend together in close quarters that's scary. It's been awhile since I've had to impress anyone, especially for that long."

"So don't try to impress them. Just be Eddie. You're there for Jasper, not his friends," Emmett pointed out.

"I guess," Edward dropped his gaze. It was clear he was still not convinced.

"Eddie, you're intelligent, well spoken, kind, generous, loving, not to mention hot and independently wealthy. How do you, in your mind, not impress someone?" Emmett reasoned.

"I'm a catch," Edward gave his trademark smirk.

"Yeah, you are, just FYI," Emmett gave Edward's hand a last squeeze and let him go.

"I just can't help being nervous, Em. It's Jasper. This is just too important. If I were the President of the United States, I would still be nervous about this," Edward stated.

"I get it," Emmett nodded his understanding. "Though, if you were President, we'd be on Air Force One right now and we woulda got out of that airport a helluva lot faster."

"That's the damn truth," Edward agreed.

"If only this plane could go faster," Emmett wished. "Let me show you what gets me through," he pulled his cell out of his pocket and turned it on. "I'll just put this in air travel mode. There," Emmett called up his pictures and thumbed through them. "Hoh, I can't wait to get there and get my mouth on this," he held his phone so that Edward could see the shot of his husband's hard, leaking cock.

"Jesus, Em, is that Nasir?" Edward asked.

"Who else?" Emmett thumbed through the photos of Nasir. Nasir on a bed with only an open tux shirt falling off his shoulders and quiveringly erect, Nasir dressed in only his bisht and ghutra.

"Oh, this is one he took of me," Emmett stated the obvious as he showed Edward a shot of him holding the enormous bulge of his hard cock as it stretched the pale blue, snug boxers he wore to their limit. "This is him down my throat," Emmett narrated as the next shot showed his face pressed into Nasir's trimmed pubes. "Oh, here's us sword fighting!" Emmett laughed at the memory as he showed Edward the shot of both his and Nasir's hard dicks crossed as they stood in the hotel bathroom.

"Cute, Em, and good thinking," Edward sat back. "Jasper and I never even thought to take pictures, and God knows I definitely could find use for pictures like that. Not that my mind doesn't supply visuals as soon as I close my eyes."

"Imagination is a good thing, but not as good as the real thing," Emmett reasoned. "Pictures fall somewhere in between, I think. I love looking at these. I copied them onto the computer too, so I can see them on the big screen. I'd print them out, but they'd all be stained."

"Nice, Em. Thanks for that visual," Edward smirked.

"Just telling it like it is," Emmett gave a shrug. "Tell me your hand doesn't get a workout during those calls with Jasper."

Edward just chuckled his response.

At six hundred miles per hour, night descended quickly outside the aircraft's windows. Colleen didn't pause or even ask as she placed two fresh little flutes of champagne on the center console between Emmett and Edward.

"Thank you," Emmett called after her. He picked up his and took a sip.

"Is she trying to get us drunk?" Edward did the same.

"She wants to see us make out," Emmett concluded.

"Okay," Edward gave a weary sounding sigh. "I draw the line at sucking my dick though. That's just for Jasper."

"I can't have a little taste even?" Emmett made a face.

"No," Edward was firm.

"Guess I shoulda gone down on you when I had you in my bed," Emmett shook his head with faux regret.

"When you rolled over onto me naked and started rubbing my chest, I didn't know what you were going to do!" Edward laughed.

"Yeah, sorry about that," Emmett apologized again.

"It's okay," Edward patted Emmett's arm. "Hell, you know how long it's been for me. I shoulda said something after I came in your mouth."

"Next time just don't wake me up at all," Emmett advised. "In the morning I'll see you and know where that taste in my mouth came from."

"We'll call that a plan!" Edward snickered.

"Oh my God! How many days have we been on this plane?!" Emmett expressed his impatience.

"I think we're going on a week now," Edward agreed.

"Fuck," Emmett let his head rest back against his seat for a moment. "This flight is so long, but so worth it."

"I'm glad you suggested flying out today instead of early tomorrow. An extra night with Jasper is worth more money than I have," Edward evaluated.

"Hey, did I show you pictures of the apartment?" Emmett picked up his cell again.

"I've heard about it, but I haven't seen any yet," Edward answered.

"I hope you can see it in person. Nasi and I want to have you guys over at some point this weekend," Emmett called up the file of pictures. "This is the majlis living room," he began. Emmett handed the phone to Edward to thumb through them at his own pace. He had no pictures he wouldn't share with Edward.

"I see what Nasir means about the master," Edward nodded. "The word ostentatious comes immediately to mind."

"He likes to say it's fit for an Emir," Emmett smiled. He could see the look on his husband's face and hear his sexy accent.

"The rest of the place though, I can't imagine what he doesn't like. That bathroom is just gorgeous," Edward handed the phone back.

"I agree that the bedroom desperately needs a taste upgrade, but convinced him that the rest of the apartment is just fine the way it is," Emmett stated.

"I love all that outdoor space you have too," Edward admired. "I would never expect that right in the heart of that city."

"That's one of my favorite things about the place," Emmett agreed. "Just imagine summer barbeques out there."

"I'll fly out for that," Edward touched his glass to Emmett's.

"Think Jasper will want to come out for Leah and Roberto's wedding?" Emmett asked.

"I haven't talked to him about it, but I'm sure he will. That's a long way off," Edward didn't know what the distant future held, but he knew he would never allow their bi-coastal relationship to go on that long. One way or another, he and Jasper would be together completely by that time.

"Yeah," Emmett nodded his agreement. "Did I tell you about the wedding sponsor thing?"

"What wedding sponsor thing? What is that?" Edward asked.

"It's their tradition that the whole family plans the wedding and pitches in to pay for it," Emmett explained. "We learned about it at brunch. They even list the wedding sponsors on the invitations."

"Count me in," Edward gave a definitive nod. "I don't want to get involved in planning anything, but maybe I can get the venue or the reception or something. Actually, I like the idea of the reception. That way I can make sure there's plenty of whatever food they want and an open bar too."

"Maybe Nasi and I can do the venue then," Emmett considered.

"It's going to be a big wedding, I imagine," Edward surmised.

"The way Roberto talked, definitely," Emmett confirmed.

"What are Seth and Garrett planning to do?" Edward enquired.

"I know Seth wants to get Leah's dresses," Emmett revealed.

"Dresses?" Edward noted the plural.

"It's Lakota tradition for a mother to make her daughter a beaded buckskin dress for her wedding," Emmett explained. "There's no way to know yet if their mom, we told you what a piece of work she is, will even want to do that. Seth and Leah are both worried that since Roberto's not Lakota, or even Native American at all, she might not accept him. Roberto and Leah are going to go see her and tell her in person over Christmas, and, if all goes well, Seth wants to pay for it. I have no idea how that's going to work. Leah wants to wear it at the reception, but get married in the church in a regular wedding dress. Seth wants to pay for that too, and fell madly in love with Nasi's idea that we fly them to New York. Apparently, Carolina Herrera and Vera Wang's offices, or studios, or whatever, are both within walking distance of our place."

"Gotcha," Edward nodded. "Maybe this can heal the rift between Seth and his mom."

"Seth isn't even holding out hope for that," Emmett said sadly.

"Boys," Colleen set down two fresh flutes of champagne and took the empty ones away.

"Should we make out now?" Edward mused as he picked up new glass.

"No dick sucking though?" Emmett checked to be sure.

"No. I draw the line," Edward was firm. Emmett and Edward chuckled, touched their flutes together and took a sip. A moment later, both men felt the subtle difference in the flight of their aircraft.

"Hey, are we descending?" Edward gave voice to what they were both thinking.

Colleen provided the answer. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our initial approach into the New York metropolitan area. In the event we encounter any turbulence as we descend, we ask that you keep your seatbelts fastened while in your seats for your safety. We will be in New York shortly."

"This is it!" Emmett grabbed Edward's hand excitedly. "Only a few more minutes and we'll see our guys!"

"I know!" Edward shared his big friend's enthusiasm.

"My champagne wants out," Emmett unfastened his seatbelt. "I'm gonna take a piss now so I don't have to do it when we land."

"Good idea," Edward unfastened his seatbelt as well and followed Emmett out of their seats.

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Jasper Whitlock emerged from the building where he lived on the Upper West Side wearing snug jeans and a warm wool sweater. He rolled a medium sized piece of luggage behind him and stopped on the curb.

"I'm outside now," Jasper spoke into the cell he held to his ear. "Is this you?" he asked and could see that it was when the stretch, black, Town Car limousine pulled to a stop in front of him. Jasper ended the call and stuck his phone into his pocket as both the driver's door and the rear door of the limousine opened.

"Jasper," Nasir emerged and immediately pulled the blonde man into his arms for a warm hug.

"Hey, Nasir," Jasper hugged the Arab back. Nasir wore jeans that fit him very well and a dress shirt under a suit jacket.

"Come, my friend," Nasir let Jasper go and gestured to the open rear door of the long car. "We have very important men to meet."

"Yes we do," Jasper wholly agreed. He quickly slid into the car and Nasir followed. Their driver placed Jasper's bag in the trunk and returned to the wheel. He didn't need to ask where to next. He pulled away from Jasper's building and headed for the Midtown Tunnel.

"Where are you and Edward staying?" Nasir asked as they relaxed in the comfortable leather seats.

"I booked a parkview room at the Park Lane," Jasper answered. "I wanted Edward to be able to see some nature while he's here."

"That was very thoughtful. Edward will like that," Nasir was sure. "I think the leaves are changing."

"They are," Jasper confirmed.

"Though I am sure Edward will be far more interested in the view inside his room," Nasir surmised.

"Yeah, me too," Jasper enthused.

"I cannot wait to hold my habibi in my arms! I know you feel the same way," Nasir patted Jasper's leg.

"Fuck, do I ever!" Jasper shook his head. "It's been three weeks! Honestly, Nasir, I don't know how I managed to live for so many years without him. It's like I had blinders on, and now they've been ripped off and I never want to close my eyes, you know? I hate being apart from him. I love him so much. I know I've told you this before, but I've loved him since we first met when we were little kids, since before I knew what my dick was for."

"I know how you feel," Nasir nodded. "I think I loved Emmett from the very moment I set eyes on him. He took my breath away. He touched my soul. It was very hard to hide it from my family. I mean my relatives," he corrected himself. "Emmett is my family. Emmett, Garrett, Sethy, Edward and you. And the rest of our family in Seattle and Minnesota."

"I totally get what you mean," Jasper affirmed.

"I warn you now. When I get Emmett in the back of this dark limousine, I will not care that we have an audience," Nasir advised.

"I won't watch, Buddy," Jasper patted Nasir's leg. "I'll be busy."

---

It was decidedly more minutes than a few.

"Can you see anything yet?" Emmett asked impatiently.

"Yes. There is definitely civilization down there," Edward looked out his window. "A shitload of it, actually."

"I think we started our 'initial approach' over Detroit," Emmett complained.

"Seems like it," Edward agreed.

"Nasi's gonna say 'hi, my name is Nasir. Nice to meet you.' And I'm gonna say, 'you remind me of a really hot guy I once knew. Can't remember his name now. Can I suck your dick?'" Emmett exaggerated.

"If this plane took the time to fly to Jupiter and back, our guys wouldn't forget us and we wouldn't forget them," Edward stated the truth.

The passengers felt the thrust of the aircraft lessen as the engines were throttled back significantly and their plane began to lose altitude more sharply.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our final descent into JFK," Colleen informed at last. "The Captain has illuminated the fasten seatbelt sign. All passengers should be in your seats with your seatbelts securely fastened. Please return all seatbacks and tray tables to their full upright and locked position for landing. All carry on items must be returned to the overhead compartments or stowed under the seat in front of you. If you require any assistance in doing so, please call a flight attendant. All electronic devices must be turned off until we are safely parked at the gate. Cabin crew will now collect any remaining cups and glasses. Please remain seated for the duration of our flight. We will be landing shortly."

"Shortly. That's what she said last time," Emmett grumbled.

"Boys, I need to take those now," Colleen appeared at Emmett's side with a smile.

"Thank you," Emmett smiled back as he handed her his and Edward's nearly empty flutes.

"This is it, Em!" Edward took Emmett's hand this time. "I mean this really is it now. The ground is much closer."

"It really will be just a few minutes now," Emmett agreed with a broad smile. He could already feel his husband in his arms.

The fasten seatbelt sign, with it's accompanying bell, fashed and dinged three times. This immediately brought Colleen back to the PA. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have been cleared to land at JFK. Make sure your seatbelts are securely fastened and remain seated. Flight Attendants will pass through the cabin for a final compliance check. Thank you."

Emmett took Edward's hand while their aircraft pitched and yawed as it lined up with the runway. He was not afraid in any way, but excited and content at the same time.

"I'm so glad we could do this together, Eddie," Emmett smiled.

"Me too, Em," Edward squeezed the hand that held his.

"Flight Attendants, be seated for landing," the Captain instructed.

"Our guys are somewhere right out there," Edward watched out his window. He saw only blackness beneath them for a long moment and then the lights of the runway which they seemed to lightly glide over for the longest time before the rear wheels finally made smooth contact. Emmett and Edward both squeezed each other's hand as the nose came down as well, and the engines reversed thrust. This interminably long flight was over at last. Nearly.

It seemed they took their time slowing down, gradually decelerating before they finally turned off the runway.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your First Officer speaking, from the Flight Deck, welcome to John F Kennedy Airport in New York," came the friendly voice. "Local time is nine fifty PM. We will have you at the gate for an on time arrival. Local temperature is a comfortable fifty seven degrees. Flight Attendants, doors to Arrival and cross check."

"If this is anything like last time, it'll seem like we have to drive the last half of the trip," Emmett informed. "This airport is huge."

"Fuck," Edward muttered under his breath.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Colleen picked up, "welcome to JFK International Airport. This is the terminating point of American Airlines flight two six eight. For your safety and comfort we ask that you remain seated with your seatbelt securely fastened until the aircraft has come to a full and complete stop at the gate. We will be arriving at gate forty two in Terminal Eight, in just a few minutes. Please check around your seat for any personal belongings and please use caution when opening the overhead compartments as heavy items may have shifted during flight. On behalf of the Captain and the entire crew, I would like to thank you for flying American Airlines. We look forward to seeing you aboard again in the near future and wish you a pleasant stay in New York, or wherever your travels take you."

Emmett and Edward looked at each other and in a meaningless act of rebellion, both unbuckled their seatbelts. And they didn't stop there. Edward pulled his cell out of his pocket and Emmett did the same.

---

Nasir didn't give the driver a chance to get out from behind the wheel as the limo pulled to the curb at the Arrivals level at Terminal 8. He opened the door and all but jumped out of the long car. Jasper was right behind. Side by side they strode to the nearest set of doors and into the baggage claim area. They both knew in which direction were the security doors through which passengers would come from their planes and turned in unison. At almost the exact same second, both their pockets rang. With excited smiles, both men pulled out their phones.

"Habibi!" Nasir answered his phone.

In the darkened cabin of the aircraft, Emmett and Edward relaxed in their seats, thrilled to hear the voices of the men they loved. Men who were now so near.

"Hi, Babe," Emmett smiled his greeting.

"You are here already? Where are you?" Nasir fired his excited questions.

"We're still on the plane. You know how it is. We landed in Philadelphia and have to drive the rest of the way," Emmett was flip.

"I can hear that Jasper is talking to Edward," Nasir observed.

"Yeah, he's sitting right next to me," Emmett looked over. Edward sat with his eyes closed, lost in the world of his lover's voice.

"I am so glad that you are here. I know it has only been four days, but I long for you so," Nasir admitted. "Hurry to me."

"Just as soon as they let us out, Nasi," Emmett promised.

And the plane taxied on. They drove entirely around to the other side of the immense airport, along the apron, and finally up to a building. Emmett rose as all the other passengers did, and quickly stepped into the aisle. He opened the overhead compartment and handed Edward's bag down to him. He slipped the strap of his own messenger bag over his head. Both men remained on the phone with their partners the entire time even when the door was finally opened and the passengers began to deplane. Emmett pulled Edward out into the aisle so that he could exit first and followed him off the aircraft, and up the jetbridge.

Edward emerged in the gate area, walked through to the open concourse and paused to get his bearings. Emmett took hold of Edward's arm as he strode past. He knew where to go and their good fortune had them arrive at the gate that was directly across from the escalator down to the underground walkway that would take them to the terminal building. Neither stopped talking to their guys as they walked down the moving steps and walked quickly along the moving walkway. Their excitement grew as they drew ever nearer their partners in life. Like all passengers coming from the outer concourse building, they had to go up into the terminal before they could go down to baggage claim. But as soon as they did, their men were there waiting for them, cells to ears and big smiles on their faces. Emmett and Edward both shoved their phones into their pockets as they rushed forward.

Emmett grabbed his husband in a crushing embrace. He closed his eyes and pressed his face to the side of Nasir's face as he held him. Emmett breathed in the scent of his man. Nasir did the same as he also closed his eyes. He relished the feel of his husband's strong arms. Nasir held Emmett just as tightly as he could as well.

"My Emmett," Nasir sighed.

"My Nasi, my zawji," Emmett held Nasir and never wanted to let him go. "Let me just look at your face," he pulled back enough to do that and looked upon his husband with wonder in his eyes. Emmett ran a hand up through Nasir's thick, dark, wavy hair and let the fingers of his other hand play lightly over Nasir's facial hair. "This hot, handsome Arab is mine."

"This big beautiful American is mine," Nasir smiled into his husband's crystal blues as he tightened his arms around Emmett.

"Ana b'hebbak," Emmett expressed his love.

"Ana b'hebbak," Nasir echoed.

"Hate to interrupt, guys, but are you ready to go?" Edward asked beside them. "Hi, Nasir, by the way."

"Hello, Edward," Nasir let go of his husband pulled Edward into a warm hug. "Welcome to New York City."

"Good to see you again, Jasper," Emmett wrapped his old friend in his arms. "And especially great to see you and Eddie together," he added quietly into Jasper's ear.

"I'm happy about that too," Jasper expressed as Emmett let him go. "You have no idea," he smiled at Edward as he moved back to Edward's side. The pride and joy in Edward's eyes as Jasper did that was impossible to miss. Edward slipped an arm around Jasper's trim waist and held him close.

"And now I think we are very ready to leave the airport," Nasir spoke for all of them. "The car is waiting right outside," he took Emmett's hand and led the way. Edward and Jasper followed hand in hand as well.

The young Thai driver saw them coming and jumped out of the driver's seat to open the rear door for them. Edward handed over his bag as he and Jasper climbed into the back first.

"Hi, Chaiyo," Emmett remembered the Seth sized man.

"Mr. McCarty," Chaiyo smiled. Nasir slipped into the car before Emmett. He wouldn't have normally done that, but Emmett dressed left and Nasir needed to be on that side. Emmett followed and Chaiyo shut them in. The quick little driver stowed Edward's bag in the trunk and returned to the wheel. Jasper had gotten in first, but when Edward joined him on the rear facing seat, he made sure they were pressed close together. Jasper even possessively sat so that his shoulder was over Edward's, partially leaning on him. Anyone who looked at Edward's face could see how much he loved it.

"Take us to thirty six Central Park South, please," Jasper instructed over his shoulder. "And could you raise the partition?"

"Yes, sir," Chaiyo put the car in gear and touched the button give his passengers their privacy as he pulled away from the arrivals curb.

"So, Edward, this is your first time in New York?" Nasir smiled.

"Yeah. I've never been out here before," Edward held Jasper's hand and rested them on his leg. "The city looks huge from above. Just like in the movies."

"It's not so bad once you start to walk around," Emmett evaluated. "Not that we did too much of that when I was here," he turned his dimples on his husband. Nasir and Emmett both rested their hands on the other's thigh.

"There will be plenty of weekends to walk around," Nasir defended. "I needed my husband in bed with me."

"Funny, we were just talking about that," Edward quipped.

"I wouldn't object to staying in bed all weekend, but I would also love to show you some of the city and introduce you to my friends, and my dad," Jasper sounded torn.

"I do want to meet your friends and your father," Edward stated. "And since we have to leave the bed to do that, I guess we can throw in some sightseeing too," he conceded.

"You have to stop by our penthouse too," Nasir urged. "We could have dinner together, or drinks."

"I guess that's up to you," Edward looked to Jasper. "I don't know what you have planned for us. I'm in your hands this weekend."

"Mmm," Jasper closed his eyes. "I like the sound of that," he gave his quirky half grin. In truth, no one liked the sound of that more than Edward.

"I was hoping to take Edward to Tao for dinner tomorrow and then meet up with some friends at a club," Jasper outlined. "We could stop by your place for drinks in between. And you're welcome to join us at the club."

"Are you going to the absinthe bar again?" Nasir asked with a furrowed brow.

"No. I'm taking Edward to Industry," Jasper elaborated. "It's where my friends like to hang out."

"Oh, that is good. What do you think, Habibi? Would you like to go to the club tomorrow night?" Nasir asked.

"Sure," Emmett agreed. "We may not stay long, but it would be nice to meet your friends, Jasper."

"And Seth would kill you if you didn't take this opportunity and report back," Jasper quipped.

"How is it that after all this time, you know Seth so well?" Edward teased.

"Seth is Seth," Jasper gave a shrug.

Emmett looked at his husband with a smile. The love and happiness he saw in his husband's eyes mirrored his own. He just had to express his love with a soft and lingering kiss on his husband's full lips. Nasir enjoyed the feel of his husband's lips on his own, but wanted and needed more. He reached up with his free hand to the back of Emmett's neck as he opened his mouth to Emmett. Emmett felt Nasir's lips part and welcomed his husband's tongue with his own as their kiss deepened. Each man's hand reached further into the other's lap. Nasir's fingers encountered Emmett's already prominent and expanding bulge. Emmett reached for and gently squeezed the cock that grew down Nasir's pantleg. They didn't care that they had an audience. Edward and Jasper were more than friends, they were family. And they weren't watching anyway.

It had only been a few days this time, but Emmett missed having his husband in his daily life. He not only wanted to hold him and make love to him, he wanted to come home to him and wake up beside him every morning. Emmett brought his free hand to Nasir's face and gently stroked the scruffy cheek with his thumb. Nasir missed his husband equally if not more so. He loved his job, but hated living in exile. Having a sweet friend like Jasper who was in the same boat and he could see every week, made being away from his home almost bearable.

Emmett broke their kiss only to plant wet kisses along Nasir's hairy jawline. His Arab prince had stopped shaving in a balbo and gone back to the trimmed full beard that was so short as to be little more than scruff, the style that he'd had when Emmett first laid eyes on him. They no longer matched, but Emmett didn't care. Emmett ran his hand over his husband's chest and decided the dress shirt had been in his way quite long enough. He started to unbutton Nasir's shirt as he nudged Nasir's head back against the seat. Nasir closed his eyes and gave a contented sigh as his husband's lips moved over his adam's apple and made love to his throat. Nasir focused his attention on the thick, long bulge down Emmett's left pantleg.

Emmett unbuttoned Nasir's shirt entirely and pulled the front tails out of Nasir's pants. He ran his hand up Nasir's firm, furry abdomen and onto the very sexy chest as his lips reached Nasir's collarbone.

"You are so fucking sexy," Emmett whispered with awe as he slowly ran his fingers across Nasir's furry pecs.

"You are sexy, my big, beautiful, American, habibi, zawji," Nasir countered as he lightly increased the pressure of his fingers around the prominent bulge in Emmett's pantleg.

"I want to kiss you," Emmett bent his head to Nasir's chest and did just that. "And lick you," he gave a slow, sensual lick across Nasir's right nipple. "I'm gonna suck you real slow, all night," Emmett pledged.

"What if I want to suck you?" Nasir asked. "I am the top. You must do as I say."

"If I have to hold you down, I will," Emmett gave a shrug.

Their attention was drawn to the rear facing seat opposite them as Jasper gave a lilting laugh. Edward was slouched in the seat and Jasper was astride him, crotch to crotch. Edward cradled Jasper's ass in his hands. The sight was beautiful to behold and it made both Emmett and Nasir smile.

Edward looked around Jasper at that moment and found the other men watching and smiling. "Enjoying the show, guys?"

Jasper looked over his shoulder, but made no move to get off of his lover. "Sorry. I may have gotten a little carried away. It's been three weeks though."

"Don't mind us, Jasper," Emmett gestured. "You two go right ahead."

Jasper turned back to Edward and spoke to him quietly while he ran the knuckles of one hand down Edward's face. Then by mutual accord, Jasper slid off of Edward to sit on the seat close beside him again. Edward's legs were spread wide and the erection in his jeans was obvious. Jasper was in exactly the same state and attempted to adjust himself to make his denim trapped bone slightly more comfortable.

"We need to figure out something to talk about before we end up in one big naked pile in here," Emmett suggested. He leaned back against the seat, but was in no way able to relax. Nasir's fingers were still curled around the bulge of his aching cock. Nasir didn't care one bit that others were watching him do this.

"Edward, Jasper, forgive me if I lick your assholes by mistake. Know that I was looking for Emmett," Nasir offered.

"So," Jasper nodded, "I'm gonna run down every show that I know is playing on Broadway, where the theaters are located exactly, where the best seats are in those theaters and the best places to eat before the show, and to get drinks after the show. Ready?"

As Jasper intended, this made everyone laugh, though no erections subsided. Emmett reached to grip Nasir's bulge just as Nasir continued to do to him. Jasper began his litany and ran his hand over Edward's inner thigh, not actually grabbing Edward's cock, but wishing to God the cursed denim was not between his fingers and Edward's balls.

Before Jasper could finish his dissertation, the limousine pulled to a stop at a well lighted curb. A uniformed doorman opened the passenger side rear door, even as the driver got out from behind the wheel.

"I guess this is where we part ways," Edward offered. "We'll see you guys back here tomorrow night," he smiled and gave a friendly wave. Edward expected Emmett and Nasir to exit the car.

But they didn't. They didn't even let go of each other's hard ons with the door beside Emmett open and the interior lights on.

"I thought you were going to come by our place for drinks," Nasir furrowed his brow.

"We are, Nasir. This stop is for us, Edward," Jasper sat up and slid forward in the seat, but still held onto Edward by his inner thigh.

"But the address you gave the driver wasn't yours," Edward remained in place.

"No. Since Ross and Dimi are at my place, I thought it would be more comfortable for both us and them, if we stayed at a hotel this weekend. I hope that's okay. I probably should have told you earlier, but I wanted it to be a surprise," Jasper explained.

"Oh," Edward was clearly taken off guard. "I was assuming we'd be staying at your place, but this is fine," he agreed. And was very aware that he was still hard while he needed to get out of the car.

"You will enjoy this, Edward," Nasir assured while Edward attempted to adjust himself in his pants. "Jasper gave his selection a lot of thought and picked this hotel with you in mind."

"Okay," Edward gave a slow nod. He had no idea what that meant.

"Don't set his expectations too high, Nasir. I hope you'll like it, Edward. Come on," Jasper urged and slipped off the seat. Emmett and Nasir finally let go of each other's bulges to give Jasper hugs. If Edward thought Jasper leaving his side might have helped his erection subside, the sight of Jasper's backside in his tight jeans as he embraced the other men had the exact opposite effect. Edward moved forward to exchange awkward hugs as well.

"Night, Nasir. Thank you," Edward hugged the Arab first. Nasir's only response was a kiss on the side of Edward's mouth.

"Night, Em," Edward moved to Emmett.

"Take care of your man," Emmett kissed Edward as well.

"You know it," Edward assured as he finally moved to join Jasper outside the car. Emmett took the opportunity to smack Edward on the butt as he got out of the car.

A bellman stood by with Edward and Jasper's bags on his big, brass cart. Edward immediately stuck his hands in his pockets in an attempt to disguise the fact that he was still hard.

"Thank you very much," Jasper tipped their little driver and shook his hand. Chaiyo shut the rear door of the limousine and quickly returned to the wheel. Jasper stepped up to Edward and conformed himself to Edward's side as the long car pulled away. Edward smiled at his lover and slipped his arm around Jasper's waist as they watched their friends ride off into the city that never sleeps.

"Let's go get checked in," Jasper urged and they finally turned toward the hotel.

In the back of the limousine, Nasir touched the button to lower the privacy partition. "We are going home now, Chaiyo."

"I'll have you there in just a few minutes, Sirs," the young Thai answered. Emmett slipped off the seat to kneel between his husband's legs. In the back of the dark car he knew their driver couldn't see him run his hands up Nasir's thighs. He didn't care that the partition was down. Emmett didn't plan on doing anything that would cause his husband to make too much noise. He leaned forward and closed his eyes as he rubbed his nose in the fur on his husband's pecs. Nasir ran his fingers through Emmett's hair as his husband rubbed his face on his chest. Emmett gave Nasir's right nipple a soft, wet kiss and then kissed his way across the hairy chest. He curled his fingers around the bone trapped in Nasir's pants as he closed his lips over Nasir's left nipple.

"Mmm," Nasir let out a quiet moan as Emmett's tongue washed over his nipple. "I love you," Nasir expressed in English this time and kissed the top of Emmett's head.

"I love you too," Emmett spoke to his husband's nipple.

"I want your cock," Nasir added quietly lest their driver overhear.

"I want all of you," Emmett whispered back as he unbuttoned his husband's jeans. "I want to suck on you all night," he pulled down Nasir's zipper. Emmett bent his head to plant soft kisses in Nasir's trimmed pubes. The scent of his husband's crotch made Emmett's cock throb in the confinement of his jeans. It hadn't been Emmett's intention with so few blocks to home, but he just couldn't wait and reached into Nasir's jeans to pull the long Arab bone out into the air. Nasir made no objection and sighed with both relief and arousal as his dick was set free. Emmett closed his eyes and held the hot pole to his face. He gave reverent kisses up the tall mast along Nasir's cum tube until he reached Nasir's slick head. Emmett knew Nasir was leaking in his pants just as he was.

"I have to give you something from Seth," Emmett whispered to his husband's snake.

"You do? What?" Nasir couldn't imagine what it might be, or why now was a time to talk about it.

"He said to give you a kiss," Emmett closed his lips around the ooze coated tip of his husband's penis. He used his tongue and lower lip to caress Nasir's frenulum as he drew back, "on the head of your dick."

"Umm. That is the nicest kiss I have ever gotten from Sethy," Nasir expressed. "Give him this from me," he reached for the back of Emmett's head and hooked a thumb around the base of his cock to point it at Emmett's mouth. Emmett made no protest as he was pulled onto his husband's dick. Nasir took hold of the back of Emmett's head with both hands as he sank his every inch down his husband's throat. He had to bite his lip to keep from crying out as he held Emmett's face pressed into his open jeans and twisted in the deep leather seat. The exquisite embrace of Emmett's mouth and throat on his whole cock never failed to blow his mind.

And then the limousine rolled to a stop in front of their building. Nasir immediately released his grip on Emmett's head and Emmett quickly pulled his mouth off of his husband's straining pole.

"Oh, shit! I didn't know we were this close to home!" Emmett wiped the side of his mouth. Chaiyo didn't hear them as he was already out of the car and rounding to their side to open the rear door. Nasir scrambled to stuff himself into his pants as best he could and zip himself up. Emmett moved to sit on the seat on the passenger side as Chaiyo opened the door.

"Here you are, Sirs," Chaiyo smiled. Emmett took his time getting out of the car. He paused to slip his messenger bag back over his head and get it adjusted before he actually climbed out. It bought Nasir the time he needed to compose himself.

"Thank you, Chaiyo," Nasir reached to shake the short man's hand and slipped a large bill into it. Nasir hadn't bothered to button his dress shirt. Only their doorman apart from their driver would see them.

"Thank you, Mr. al Qasimi. You and Mr. McCarty have a very nice night," Chaiyo bid.

"I'm sure we will, Chaiyo. Good night," Emmett gave a wave.

"Evening, Mr. al Qasimi. Welcome home, Mr. McCarty," the built doorman in his uniform and peaked cap bid as he opened and held the building door for them.

"It is home now, Vlad," Nasir expressed as he led Emmett by the hand into their building.

"You gentlemen have good night," Vlad expressed as they headed to the elevator.

"You too, Vlad. Thanks," Emmett gave the doorman his dimples as the elevator doors parted. Nasir again led Emmett by the hand into the elevator and touched the button for the 17th floor.

"Is it home 'cause I'm here now?" Emmett asked the man he loved.

"Yes, my habibi. My home is where you are," Nasir stepped into Emmett's strong arms. He laid his head on Emmett's broad shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Me too, Babe," Emmett held his husband and rested his head against Nasir's as the elevator rose.

"Oh!" Nasir suddenly remembered something important. "I have something for you," he reached into his jacket pocket and produced a small copper coin. It was something so insignificant, but held such meaning for them.

"Nasi!" Emmett's eyes lit up at the small coin in the palm of his husband's hand. "My pfennig! Where was it?!"

"You took it out of your pocket to wash your jeans the last time you were here," Nasir reminded as he dropped the coin into his husband's hand. "It is almost invisible on the granite."

"Oh my God, I thought I lost it!" Emmett was flooded with relief. "Why didn't you bring it home to me last week?"

"I meant to, but I forgot it," Nasir admitted.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Emmett asked as the elevator doors opened on their floor.

"I wanted to surprise you," Nasir kicked off his shoes and produced his keys.

"I'm so relieved that I have my pfennig," Emmett wrapped his arms around his husband from behind and rested his chin on Nasir's shoulder as he opened their door. "And you. Especially you."

"We have each other, Habibi," Nasir leaned his head back on Emmett and held the arms that held him.

"Will you take me to bed now?" Emmett urged.

"I will take you to bed," Nasir pulled Emmett into the spacious hall. "And strip you naked and do to you what you just did to me in the limo."

"Stop just as soon as we got started?" Emmett closed and locked their door. The Tuscan style light fixture that hung above the large round table in the middle of the hall was the only light on in the house.

"I will not stop," Nasir assured. He stepped into Emmett's arms and reached to grip Emmett's solid, round, denim clad glutes. "I will lick you from your toes to your ears and then I will suck your big cock until you beg me to stop, but know that even then I will not, because I am the top and I am in charge."

"Oh, you are?" Emmett smiled as he draped his arms around Nasir's neck. "I seem to remember outlining a very similar plan in the car," he placed a gentle kiss on his husband's lips.

"I do not recall it," Nasir stepped back and took Emmett's hand. "Come. I need you naked now," he pulled Emmett toward the staircase and just as quickly stopped. "Oh, forgive me. Are you hungry? Would you like something to drink?"

"I am very hungry," Emmett pulled his husband to him again. "Know what I want you to feed me?"

"Me?" Nasir smiled.

"Actually, I am pretty thirsty," Emmett admitted. "All we drank on the plane was champagne. I'd love a drink of water before I have a drink of you."

"Come to the kitchen," Nasir took Emmett's hand and led him again. "We are well stocked with Spaten and bottles of Evian."

"Oh, cold water would be perfect right now," Emmett gladly followed through the formal dining room, butler's pantry and breakfast room into the spacious kitchen. They didn't need to turn on a single additional light as the light from the city coming through the windows allowed them to see where they were going. Nasir pulled open the fridge, extracted a large bottle of water and handed it to his husband. Emmett unscrewed the cap and happily chugged some of the cold, refreshing water. He then offered the bottle to his husband. Nasir took one swig and then replaced the cap.

"I would rather have zawji cream," Nasir replaced the bottle in the fridge.

"I need some special Arab juice now. Know where I can find some?" Emmett ran a finger down the center of Nasir's furry chest.

"We can go ask Rodney," Nasir teased with a grin.

"Ah, no. This hot Arab," Emmett took Nasir's open shirt in his fists, "is all mine. No Arab juice for him. Not yours anyway. He can have Duane's or whoever else they want to play with. Yours is all mine."

"Only yours, my habibi," Nasir kissed Emmett softly on his lips.

"Okay, let's go. You have way too many clothes on," Emmett led Nasir by the hand this time, back to the staircase and down to the bedroom level. Emmett walked first into the master bedroom and, as it was also lighted well enough from the light of the city, saw that it was not as he left it two weeks ago. "Hey, where'd the bed go?" he pointed. The king mattress and box springs sat on the floor while the grandiose bed that had been beneath them was missing.

"Duane and Rodney wanted it," Nasir answered as he slipped off his suit jacket and walked into one of the closets. "I cannot imagine why they would want the gaudy thing, but they did."

"Duane and Rodney were here?" Emmett asked as casually as he could.

"I played racquetball with Duane yesterday," Nasir admitted as he emerged from his closet shirtless. "He is almost as good as Garrett, though he could never replace him. It is a nice club. You will like it. I bought us memberships."

"Was Rodney there?" Emmett enquired. He well remembered that it was not Duane who was far too interested in his husband.

"He was not. He does not like to play racquetball at all. Duane gave me Rodney's racquet," Nasir took hold of the hem of Emmett's henley and lifted.

Emmett made no objection and lifted his arms as his shirt was skinned off over his head. "How do we get from the gym to the bed?" he pressed.

"Duane asks about you all the time," Nasir ran his hands over his husband's massive pecs. "And he wants the kind of details I will only share with Garrett and Sethy, or Edward and Jasper. Yesterday he mentioned how wonderful it will be for me to have you naked in 'that magnificent bed' and I told him if he thought it was magnificent, he could have it. He knocked on the door at seven this evening with two workers, and they took the awful thing away. I am sorry, Habibi. Should I have talked with you about it first?" Nasir thought he understood the reason for Emmett's hesitation. "We said that we did not want it."

"No. We didn't want it. I know you didn't like it," Emmett ran his hands over his husband's bare shoulders. "I'm glad it's gone. Saves us having to have it hauled out. Was Rodney with him, in our bedroom?" he revealed his concern.

"Rodney was not with him, but he is meaningless," Nasir dismissed. "Rodney can want me all he likes. Nothing will ever come of it. It is Duane I need to keep my eye on. When he asked me how big you are I think he actually drooled on himself."

"Did you tell him?" Emmett asked with a smirk.

"No," Nasir shook his head. "I might have hinted," he admitted. "A lot. It is hard not to brag about you."

"Great. That's all I need," Emmett laughed. "And what about you? Did you shower with him at the gym like you do with Garrett?"

"I did," Nasir confirmed.

"Then Rodney knows exactly what you look like naked. We can be sure of that," Emmett was certain.

"Duane has not seen me hard and he never will," Nasir assured.

"I agree that would be worse, but still...," Emmett was not sure that he was entirely comfortable with Duane and Nasir becoming friends, for with Duane, came Rodney. He ran his hands protectively onto Nasir's bare back.

"We are just two men at the gym. I do not care what Duane tells Rodney," Nasir dismissed.

"I do! Rodney'll show up at the gym one of these times and I guarantee you he'll join you in the showers," Emmett expressed. "He'll drop his soap or find some other reason to present his ass or lips to you, I'm sure of it."

"The showers are individually tiled stalls. If he drops his soap, no one will know it but him," Nasir stated.

"I don't like that there's a guy in this building scheming to get into your pants and I'm three thousand miles away," Emmett was honest.

"Habibi, I decide who gets into my pants," Nasir put a hand to Emmett's face.

"I know that," Emmett wrapped his arms around his husband and held him tightly. "I trust you, Nasi. I do. I just don't like those guys."

"They only have power over us if we give it to them," Nasir stated wisely.

"Wow. You just channeled Seth there," Emmett smiled.

"He gave me such a nice kiss in the car. Speaking of," Nasir pulled back enough to unbutton Emmett's jeans. "I would like to give you an equally nice kiss to send back to him."

"You can't do that," Emmett protested.

"Why not?" Nasir asked as he lowered Emmett's zipper.

"He can tell me to kiss you on the head of your dick because we all know I will. You can't send back a kiss on the head of Seth's dick, because I have never, and will never, do that," Emmett explained.

"Ah," Nasir nodded. "This will be just for you then," he stuck his fingers down into Emmett's jeans. "Let us stop talking about other men and just be together."

"That's the best idea I've heard all night," Emmett unbuttoned and unzipped Nasir's jeans. Both men pushed the other's pants down. They let their jeans fall to the floor and stepped out of them, naked at last in each other's arms. Their cocks, soft from conversation, instantly began to wake again. Emmett took his husband's head in his gentle hands and gave him a soft, lingering kiss on his lips. Nasir closed his eyes. Heaven was not some mythical place where forty virgins awaited him. Heaven was his husband's loving kiss.

"Come," Nasir pulled back and took Emmett's hand again. "Be with me in what is left of our bed."

"A tent in the park would be fine as long as I was with you," Emmett smiled as Nasir pulled him to their bed.

"That would be cold!" Nasir pulled down the bed covers and lay down on them.

"I'm here to keep you warm," Emmett climbed onto the bed and his husband. He laid mostly on Nasir, their erections pressed into each other's hip and abdomen. Emmett put a hand to Nasir's face and kissed him again. Their lips moved together and their tongues joined the slow, sensual dance. This was not a deep, probing kiss of passion, but a soft, gentle kiss of love. Their hands moved to rove over the other's body, caressing and exploring very familiar territory. It was at once arousing and comforting.

Nasir pushed at Emmett's hip and Emmett moved back. They each immediately took the opportunity to wrap a hand around the other's hard cock.

"Mmm," Nasir broke their kiss as he gave Emmett a stroke. "I must suck you now."

"No," Emmett countered. "The plan was for me to suck you, real slow, all night."

"I will not last all night," Nasir protested as they very slowly stroked each other. "And I want the joy of sleeping and waking beside you too."

"So maybe we'll get an hour or two," Emmett was easy.

"No, Habibi," Nasir protested as Emmett put a hand on his chest to hold him still. Emmett moved down Nasir's body until the quiveringly hard Arab bone was in his face. He took hold of Nasir's pole and pulled up slightly to cover Nasir's head with his foreskin and stuck his tongue into Nasir's cowl.

"Ugh," Nasir loved this and Emmett loved to do it. Emmett slowly moved his tongue on Nasir's head within his sleeve. He could taste his husband's ooze and it made his own dick throb. Emmett needed to swallow his husband to the root again. He was simply powerless to resist. Emmett slowly, inch by inch, went down on Nasir until all nine Arab inches were down his throat.

"Huh!" Nasir arched his back just as he had done in the limo earlier, but this time was free to express just how incredibly good that felt. "Oh, my Emmett," he ran his fingers through Emmett's hair as Emmett held himself impaled on his straining pole. Nasir lifted his head to look down on the top of his husband's head. "Let me suck you too. Please can we sixty nine?" he ran a hand up the arm that held him in place. "Can we please?"

Emmett just as slowly began to pull his mouth up his husband's bone.

"Ugh," Nasir felt Emmett's massaging tongue along the length of his sensitive cum tube as Emmett drew his mouth up his dick.

Emmett took hold of Nasir's post as he finally pulled his mouth off of it. He looked up at his husband with a smirk. "You wanna sixty nine, huh?" he gave a lick at Nasir's frenulum.

"Ugh. Na'am, very much I do," Nasir answered.

"I don't know," Emmett considered. "That doesn't work with my plan very well. If you suck on me while I have this cock in my mouth, I won't last very long," he finished his thought with another lick on Nasir's frenulum.

"Ugh. Please. I want you. I need you," Nasir ran his hands over Emmett's muscular arm and shoulder.

"I'm right here," Emmett gave yet another lick on his husband's frenulum.

"Ugh," Nasir let his head drop back on the mattress in defeat. And when Emmett saw that, he couldn't say no. He closed his lips around the head of Nasir's penis and just held it in his mouth as he moved his body around to present his hard cock to his husband.

"Mmph!" Nasir rolled into Emmett's body as he captured the hard, leaking joint with his lips. This was the first time he had seen, touched, smelled and tasted his husband's meat since they had been together in their home in Seattle. Nasir could not get enough of it and engulfed the long, thick German-Irish bone. He took all nine fat inches of Emmett down his throat and let his eyes roll back in his head. As Nasir pressed his nose into Emmett's balls, Emmett's nose pressed into his. Both men wanted to cry out from the pure pleasure of it, but were unable to do so with cocks lodged in their throats. Nasir swallowed around Emmett and Emmett returned the favor. They had not touched themselves since they had been together. Both weapons were primed and they both knew that they would not last long.

Emmett and Nasir each loved holding his husband's cock down his throat, but they both began to slowly pull up. They needed air, and they wanted to suck. Nasir massaged Emmett's thick organ with his lips and pulled in a breath through his nose. Emmett drew his mouth partly up his husband's length, enough to take a breath himself, and sank back down.

"Umm," Emmett closed his eyes as his husband's mouth moved down his straining bone again. He felt Nasir's hand take hold of his balls and raised his leg with his foot braced against his knee to give his husband better access.

"Hmm," Nasir moaned as well as Emmett began to massage his stones with gentle fingers. He did the same to Emmett and snaked a finger along Emmett's perineum to tease his hole. Nasir wanted to take Emmett's nuts in his mouth. He wanted to lick his husband's hole. But there was no way he was going to give up the sweet, hard cock in his mouth to do it. Now that he had Emmett's magnificent cock in his mouth, and was simultaneously in Emmett's incredible mouth, Nasir could not comprehend what had taken them so long to do it. Nasir vowed to himself that next time he would 69 with his beautiful husband the moment they got in the limousine, no matter who was in it with them.

Emmett had no such thoughts as he massaged his husband's penis with his lips and testicles with his fingers. He sucked Nasir slowly and deeply. Nasir matched his pace. They both wanted this to last as long as possible. The disadvantage of this position, in that their tongues were on the wrong side of each other's cock, was also a benefit. The fact that they sucked the man they loved and desired while he did the same turned them on no end and more than made up for it. If their cum tubes were stimulated by their tongues while they sucked each other, they would have gone off almost instantly.

Nasir drew slowly up the thick shaft until he had little more than Emmett's leaking head in his mouth, and back down until Emmett sank down his throat and his lips reached the trimmed pubes. He gently fondled Emmett nuts and teased his hole. And when he felt Emmett's sac begin to tighten, he picked up his pace.

"Uhh!" Emmett immediately matched his husband and sucked him faster. Nasir's stones pulled up to the base of his dick as well. Emmett ran his hand over Nasir's hip to take a firm grip of his husband's left glute. He used the leverage to pull Nasir's every inch down his throat and gave him short, deep, quick, siphoning sucks.

"Nmm!" Nasir moaned with urgency as his entire body reacted. He reached down and took a fistful of Emmett's hair. Nasir pulled in an effort to get Emmett to stop. Emmett had him seconds from losing it and he would have voiced that if he could bring himself to stop sucking Emmett's big, hard, throbbing cock.

Emmett knew exactly what he was doing to Nasir. He recognized the way his husband's body tensed and quivered. Emmett needed air and pulled up just enough to get a couple of quick breaths through his nose. He just held his husband's throbbing, leaking penis in his mouth while he did so. This allowed Nasir to calm and relax slightly. The respite was short lived however as Emmett took Nasir deep and gave him short, fast sucks again.

Emmett was not prepared for it, but he should have been. His own body tensed from the sudden onslaught as Nasir began to suck him with abandon. All of his muscles tightened as his husband propelled him toward orgasm. It had been Emmett's plan to make this last all night and he knew now that they wouldn't last another minute. He needed Nasir's cum, and needed to give Nasir his. Emmett began to need air again, but ignored it. Nasir drove him rapidly toward the brink and he was determined to pull his husband over the edge with him.

Nasir had an increasingly difficult time holding his body still. He focused all his energy on bobbing his head on Emmett's throbbing, steel hard cock. Emmett leaked profusely in his mouth and he savored the taste. It only made Nasir crave his husband's cum all the more. Both men held fast to each other as they writhed together on the bed, mouths sucking and siphoning the juice from each other's balls.

Emmett was the first to lose it. Nasir's cock in his throat and talented, sucking mouth on his own joint was just too much. Emmett's thick bone grew even bigger in Nasir's mouth. Nasir knew the signs his husband's quivering body gave him and he was ready, even as he was crashing into orgasm himself from Emmett's relentless deep sucking of his whole cock. Nasir's mouth flooded with the tremendous outpouring of Emmett's milk. He gulped his husband's sweet cream as more blasted into his mouth. The taste of Emmett's jizz and the feeling of him unloading in his mouth, coupled with Emmett's continued siphoning on his own throbbing cock, pushed Nasir over the edge with Emmett.

"Umph, umph!" Nasir knew to suck his husband through his orgasm even as he blew out directly into his husband's skilled throat. Emmett knew his husband's body just as well. He felt the Arab cock pulse in his throat. Emmett knew, even as his own semen poured into Nasir's mouth, to stop sucking Nasir. He pulled up enough to get a breath of much needed air and because he wanted Nasir to unload in his mouth. Emmett craved the taste of his husband's cum just as much as Nasir craved his. Generous, thick, heavy spurts filled his mouth and Emmett gulped his husband's essence.

"Hmph!" Emmett drank from the Arab hose as his own weapon continued to go off in his husband's mouth. He summoned enough control of his muscles to hold Nasir's hip in an effort to keep him still. Nasir would have thrashed in his ecstasy were his stronger husband not holding him in place. Emmett's mouth was amazing. Nasir was only just able to summon the wit to continue sucking Emmett, though at a much slower pace.

They ceased to blast and just oozed into each other's mouths as they came down from their mutual, intense orgasm. Both men panted through their noses as they held the other's still hard organ in his mouth. Soon they had no more to give each other. Nasir continued to suckle on Emmett. Emmett knew that Nasir would not be too sensitive now and began to do the same on Nasir's pole. Both men ran their tongues through the other's savory slit. They both wanted every drop the other had.

Rare were the instances when Emmett and Nasir sucked each other soft, but this was one of those times. Neither man wanted to let the other go and continued to nurse on each other's cocks until they finally both began to soften.

"Oh my God, Nasi, that was intense," Emmett expressed as he finally relinquished his husband's penis and let himself flop over on his back.

"I saw the face of Allah," Nasir agreed.

"You taste so fucking good," Emmett caressed his husband's darkly hairy thigh.

"As do you, my habibi," Nasir echoed. "Come here and kiss me."

Emmett did not hesitate. He sat up and turned his body around to lay down in the crook of Nasir's arm and half on top of him. Emmett covered Nasir's mouth with his and they opened their mouths to each other. They shared a slow, sensual kiss as Nasir greeted Emmett's tongue with his own and they shared the taste of each other. Emmett broke their kiss as he pulled the blanket over them. He moved a pillow down for them to share and laid his head on Nasir's shoulder.

"I love you so much, Nasi," Emmett ran his fingers through the hair on his husband's chest.

"I love you, my Emmett, with all I am," Nasir held Emmett close. "I am so glad you are here and that you do not mind travelling so far so often."

"Hey, of course I don't," Emmett lifted his head to look into his husband's soft brown eyes. He put a loving hand to the side of Nasir's scruffy face. "Home is where you are, Babe."

"It is home now that you are here," Nasir rubbed Emmett's forearm.

Emmett put his head back down on Nasir's shoulder. It was not nearly as late to Emmett's body, but sated and content both men were soon asleep in each other's arms.