FIC - Maybe...someday (1/1) - JANSIS
Title: Maybe… someday (1/1) - JANSIS
Author: Wheelie47
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Van and Jake
Word count: 3,974
Warning: Features Van and Jake - if RPF is not for you then please don’t read.
Disclaimer: Don’t own these fictional characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Summary: Van and Jake get caught in the rain
Author’s Comments: So this is my Jansis version of the Rain Challenge that was set over on Nukefic. The challenge was to write a Nuke story about Noah getting caught in the rain but I just couldn’t resist writing a Jansis response too and posting it here!
‘Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of God to witness the joining in holy matrimony…’ the minister began in his deep and rich baritone. Van took the opportunity to gaze around the packed small church from where he sat next to Jake; surrounded by the extended Silbermann clan.
‘The Snyders had nothing on the Silbermanns’, Van thought wryly as he struggled to remember all the names and family connections of the people around him.
Well, at least he knew who the bride was… Angela; although what her relationship to Jake was had escaped his memory for the minute. Van seemed to recall she was some distant cousin.
Still her wedding had meant that Van had at last had the opportunity to visit London. And… what was even better… was that his first time here got to be with Jake. Having Jake show him around this amazing vibrant city that was also steeped in history was the icing on the cake… so to speak.
Jake. The thought of him turned Van’s wry smile into a tender and heartfelt one as he twisted his head slightly to look at him.
He had to stifle a chuckle as he watched Jake gazing intently up at the alter; taking in every detail of the service. That was just one of the things that he loved about his boyfriend… his ability to shut out everything else around him and focus all his energy on one thing; like it was the only thing that mattered to him.
Van could feel his skin tingle and a slow blush start to spread over his cheeks as he thought about how that intensity had been directed at him on more than one occasion; in fact each and every time they made love. The way Jake concentrated his attention on every part of Van’s body, the way his lips brushed across his skin, the way his long and talented fingers connected with every part of his body…exploring… teasing before finally wrapping around him… touching him there... Van blinked hard and shuddered as he struggled to push those thoughts away; realising the inappropriateness of thinking them here… of all places.
The things just the thought of his boyfriend could do to him! Boyfriend… he couldn’t help but smile even wider at that. He still could hardly believe that he got to call Jake that… even after all this time.
‘Damn it Hansis…stop behaving like a 12 year old girl with her first crush!’ he thought to himself. He’d been here before… it wasn’t like it was his first serious relationship but Jake… well Jake was different. It was almost like he had never experienced true love till he and Jake had crossed that last boundary between friends and lovers.
‘And there you go again!’ he almost chuckled out loud.
Jake must have finally sensed that Van was staring at him and he turned his head slightly to look at his boyfriend with a quizzical smile; his fingers reaching out to curl around Van’s where they rested easily on Van’s thigh.
Van smiled back reassuringly and gently squeezed Jake’s fingers to let him know everything was ok.
Jake’s smile widened as he looked down at their joined hands where they now rested together on Van’s leg before turning his attention back to the ceremony; giving Van’s hand another gentle squeeze…
…
Van swiftly put out the cigarette he’d been smoking when he saw another one of Jake’s relatives approaching him as he stood outside in the church grounds, squeezing in a quick smoke before Jake came back. He’d promised Jake that he would cut down… and this was only his second of the day… but he must admit that he was feeling a bit nervous about meeting the rest of Jake’s family. He really wanted to make a good impression on them, for Jake’s sake if nothing else, and the smoking helped calm his nerves a little.
‘Van?’ the woman said as she got nearer, ‘sorry I didn’t get to say hello earlier. It’s been a little crazy this morning… you know tears and tantrums!’
Van smiled as he struggled to remember what Jake had said her name was…Sarah…Stacey… Stella… something beginning with an S. He knew that her daughter was one of the bridesmaids. So he decided to play it safe, ‘No problem… I understand! Your daughter looked beautiful’ he said with genuine smile.
‘Why, thank you. That’s a really kind thing to say!’ she smiled back, instantly warming to Jake’s boyfriend.
‘And I have to say I haven’t seen Jake looking so happy in such a long time. You’re really good for him… you make a great couple!’
Van was vaguely annoyed at himself for the blush he could feel spreading up his throat and across his cheeks… there was that 12 year old girl again! He was about to open his mouth to reply when the woman’s daughter came dashing up to her mom, ‘mom… mom…they want to take a photo of the bridesmaids and the parents. Come on!’ she exclaimed excitedly as she pulled at her mother’s arm.
‘Sorry’ she smiled and shrugged apologetically as she was dragged away.
Van tensed slightly as he felt strong arms circle his waist but relaxed almost immediately when he smelt the familiar smell of Jake’s aftershave.
‘Whaddasay we blow this joint’ Jake whispered against Van’s ear in his best 1930’s gangster voice that he felt James Cagney would have been proud of.
Van shuddered at the feel of his boyfriend’s hot breath ghosting across his ear and he felt his body react automatically to the sensual feeling.
‘Huh?!’ Van asked as he turned to face Jake. His quizzical expression melted into one of undeniable admiration and appreciation. Fuck… but didn’t his boyfriend look hot in a suit.
Jake smirked at Van’s expression before explaining, ‘the reception doesn’t start for another couple of hours. Thought we could take off and see some sights’.
‘Sights huh?’ Van waggled his eyebrows suggestively, ‘and exactly what kind of sights did you have in mind?’ he asked huskily as he reached for Jake’s tie to pull him closer.
Jake couldn’t stop the grin from forming; ever since they had arrived in London Van hadn’t been able to keep his hands off Jake. He knew from experience that there was something about visiting new places that made Van… well… horny! Not that Jake was complaining… he definitely wasn’t complaining. But actually this time he had something else in mind, like the sights of London.
‘Well… actually I was thinking of something a little more public’ he said, not without a little regret in his voice.
‘Jacob Andrew Silbermann’ Van said in mock indignation, ‘are you trying to get into my pants in public!’
A million different retorts swam through Jake’s brain but he settled instead for an exaggerated eye roll and an exasperated ‘Shut up!’ before he removed his hands from where they had been resting lightly around Van’s hips and grabbed his boyfriend by the hand…
…
Jake couldn’t suppress the chuckle that was desperately trying to escape his lips; it had taken Van less than a minute to remove his tie and stuff it into his suit jacket pocket as they walked away from the church. Now he was holding Van’s jacket while his boyfriend set about folding his shirts sleeves up to the elbow.
‘What?!’ Van asked; his eyebrow raised inquisitively as Jake handed him his jacket back.
‘You really hate wearing a tie don’t you?’ Jake asked; mildly surprised as he remembered that Van hadn’t complained once at having to wear a tie this morning when they were getting ready for the wedding. It pulled at his heartstrings when it dawned on him that Van had only worn it to make a good impression at the wedding… for him.
Van just smiled and shrugged his shoulders before craning his neck up to look at the skyline. ‘Do you think it’s gonna rain?’ he asked as he noticed that the sky had darkened considerably since they had left the church although it was still humid; almost like a summer storm was brewing.
‘Who knows?’ Jake answered; smiling tenderly at Van’s not so subtle change of conversation. ‘The British weather can change at the drop of a hat’.
They carried on walking as Jake almost subconsciously copied Van by removing his own tie and stuffing it into his own jacket pocket before draping it casually over his left arm. Almost as subconsciously Jake reached out and slid his palm against Van’s and intertwined their fingers together.
Van just smiled over at him and bumped their shoulders together gently. It felt so good that they could just walk along the street and hold hands without having to hide. They hadn’t exactly announced their relationship to the world but there had been rumours and now that there were no contracts or non - contracts to worry about, frankly they didn’t care if people found out about them.
His train of thought was interrupted as he felt a heavy drop of rain hit his uncovered forearm closely followed by another hitting his shoulder then another and another. He tilted his head back and looked up into a sky full of rain; the drops coming relentlessly now, splashing into his face, plastering his hair to his forehead and the sides of his face, soaking his shirt to the skin.
A light hearted giddiness started to build up inside him; spreading up from his stomach across his chest and finally up through his throat to escape his lips in a low chuckle that developed into a full laugh. He looked over at Jake to see his boyfriend looking back at him like he had lost his mind.
‘Van?!’ Jake asked as he swiped his palm ineffectually across his forehead to wipe away the raindrops that ran down from his soaked hair. He was more than a little concerned, not to mention frustrated, that Van appeared to find their getting soaked immensely funny.
Van spun to stand in front of Jake; halting their progress. His eyes scanned the street to see that it was almost deserted now; everyone else having run for whatever cover they could find. So it was just him and Jake, and it felt like the rain was meant just for them… that it was a kind of washing away of their old lives and the start of something new… something better… together.
He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Jake’s lips. It started off slow with Jake almost pulling back in surprise before diving back in to capture Van’s lips with his own; their rain slicked lips sliding together with increasing intensity.
Van pulled back and slid his palm down Jake’s sodden shirt sleeve to link their fingers together. ‘Come on!’ he laughed, a childlike glint in his eye as he tugged on their combined hands, pulling them forward into a run.
They ran through puddles, splashing around like kids, as they headed towards their hotel still holding hands and with Jake’s answering laugh ringing in Van’s ears…
…
At last they made it to the hotel; dashing through the revolving doors and ignoring the annoyed stare of the concierge as they dripped water across the marbled reception floor.
Finally they made it to the lift, almost collapsing together against the back wall to keep themselves upright as the lift doors closed.
‘That was… crazy!’ Jake finally managed in between gasps as he tried to suppress the giggles.
‘Yeah’ Van agreed, ‘we’re just two wild and crazy guys!’ he chuckled as he leant up to kiss Jake’s jaw.
Jake shifted uncomfortably, pulling at the crotch of his trousers. ‘I even think my underwear is soaked’ he grumbled.
‘Really?!’ Van asked, a mischievous glint in his eye. ‘Let’s check!’
Before Jake could respond Van turned to face him and slid his long fingers down under the sopping wet waistband of Jake’s trousers and into the hot dampness of his boyfriend’s boxer briefs.
Jake gasped as he felt Van’s fingers brush teasingly along the length of his soft cock, making it twitch to life. ‘Yep… totally soaked! We need to get you out of those!’ Van smirked as he removed his hand at the ping announcing that they had reached their floor. His smirk widened at the whine from the loss of contact that escaped involuntarily from Jake’s lips…
…
They shed a trail of clothes on the way to the bathroom; shoes, socks, jackets and shirts so that they stood finally opposite each other in only their trousers.
‘So…’ Jake started a little breathlessly as he drank in the sight of his half naked boyfriend unable to resist the temptation to reach out and tangle his fingers in Van’s rain water matted chest hair. He never thought he would be a chest hair kinda guy… hell he never thought he’d be a guy kinda guy until he met Van, maybe he was just a Van kinda guy… he didn’t care what the label was, he only knew that he wanted what he had with Van more than he’d wanted anything else in his life. ‘So you promised me something about getting me out of these wet clothes’ his voice was barely above a whisper as he leant forward to hungrily cover Van’s lips with his own; his tongue slipping past willingly parted supple lips.
He moaned into the kiss when he felt Van’s palms slide a sensuous path down his sides to reach the bony curve of his hips before fingertips teased along the top of his waistband, coming together below his bellybutton to ease open the button and inch down his zip.
Jake shivered uncontrollably; uncertain whether it was from the now cold dampness of his trousers next to his skin or from Van’s closeness or the touch of his fingers.
Van pulled back and looked up at Jake with concern, ‘You ok?’ he asked reaching out to cup Jake’s cheek tenderly; having Jake becoming ill was the last thing he wanted.
‘Why don’t we move this to the shower?’ he suggested, tugging lightly on the exposed piece of elastic waist band of boxer briefs visible through Jake’s open fly.
Jake grinned in agreement; there was no way he was turning that offer down!
He tried to ease gracefully out of his trousers, not wanting to appear too eager as Van reached out to switch the shower on and failed miserably, almost stumbling in the process; the sodden material clinging to his muscled thighs.
‘Need some help there big guy?!’ Van asked, unable to keep the amusement from his voice before dropping to his knees in front of Jake to help him step out of the offending material. He reached up to curl his fingers into the waist band of Jake’s underwear and planted a series of kisses along the length of Jake’s hardening cock through the cotton before slipping them down over the prominent hip bones, along the toned long… long legs down to perfect feet.
He sat back on his heels; hands curled around muscled thighs, admiring the now naked body before him and wondered not for the first time, just how this wonderful handsome and just… well perfect man was in his life.
Van stood, licking, biting and kissing, a sensuous path back up Jake’s body, taking care to lick a hot strip along the length of the now proud cock before moving to undo his own trousers; his own cock now uncomfortable in the confines of his boxer briefs.
‘Mine!’ Jack stated simply, batting Van’s hands away and dropping to his own knees to remove Van’s trousers.
The breath caught in his throat as he looked up into Van’s face, his own face mere inches away from the tip of Van’s cock, to see those hazel eyes staring back down at him, filled with want…need… love and morenow.
Jake couldn’t resist pressing a kiss to the tip of Van’s cock before engulfing the head with his hot moist mouth and sucking lightly; because he was down here anyway and because… well because it seemed rude not to when it was so close and rude was definitely one thing that Jake wasn’t.
As he stood Jake traced his palms slowly up Van’s legs and torso, coming to rest flat against his chest, thumbs teasing over hardening nipples.
‘Shower... now!’ Jake commanded huskily, a hungry glint in his eyes as he gently but persistently pushed Van backwards towards the shower, closing the shower door behind them.
Van laughed lightly, eager at the thought of what was to come. He loved… loved bossy Jake!
He reached for the shower gel and the sponge, making sure to let the cascade of warm water soak the sponge before reaching out to rub cleansing circles over Jake’s torso, concentrating on his nipples before working his way down to swirl the sponge in the trail of dark and wiry hair underneath his bellybutton.
Jake hissed in frustration as Van worked the sponge around his groin and down his thighs, avoiding his aching cock. Van smirked as Jake grasped his hand and led it unerringly to where he wanted it…needed it to be. Unable to tease his boyfriend for too long, Van concentrated on working the sponge up and down the length, increasing the friction and pace at the guttural sounds that escaped Jake’s lips.
Things were moving way too slow for Jake and he took the sponge from Van, working up a lather across his boyfriend chest and down past his bellybutton.
After a few swipes of the sponge along Van’s length, he discarded the sponge in favour of his hand, expertly working his fingers just the way he knew from experience that Van liked.
He leant forward; hand still clasped around Van’s cock, and pressed their lips together in an open mouthed erotic kiss; their water slicked lips sliding together easily… perfectly.
‘Van…need…you’ Jake breathed out as he pulled back from the kiss, locking eyes imploringly with Van before giving a final tug on Van’s cock and turning to face the shower wall, head resting on his hands as they braced against the tiles.
Van didn’t need to be asked twice and sunk to his knees, one hand on each cheek kneading them gently apart. The sight of Jake laid open to him… so trusting… sent a shiver down his spine that pooled in his groin, making him harder than he’d ever been before.
He made short work of getting Jake ready for him; the warm water and the shower gel easing the preparation. An impatient grunt from above and the feel of Jake pressing back against his fingers told him that Jake was more than ready.
As he stood, Van had to pause, gasping at the sight of Jake looking over his shoulder at him, the normally corn flower blue eyes now several shades darker. ‘Now… Van… now’ he growled.
‘Fuck… Jake… so… hot…so tight’ Van grunted as he sunk into his lover, closing his eyes against the intensity of it all; his chest covering Jake’s back like a second skin as he sucked and kissed on Jake’s neck and shoulders to ease away the burn.
Their bodies synced together in a rhythm that spoke volumes of how they fitted together perfectly, almost knowing instinctively what the other needed.
Van knew from the increasingly louder groans that came from Jake and the needy arching of his toned back that Jake was close to the edge. ‘Van…fuck…so…close’ the words came stuttering out, Jake’s deep baritone rough with the need for release.
One hand slipped from where it held Jake’s hip in place to reach round and work expertly up and down Jake’s impressive length. Jake almost sighed at the delicious friction and knew that the combination of the fullness of Van and his boyfriend’s hands on him, surrounding him, would surge him over the edge and he could feel his release building like an unstoppable fire deep within him.
With one more erotic twist of Van’s wrist, Jake came over Van’s fingers and the shower wall. The feel of Jake’s release and his muscles contracting all around him had Van hastening towards his own release. One more deep thrust had him coming deep within Jake before collapsing, spent against Jake’s slick back, uncertain who was holding who up.
‘Love you… love you so fucking much’ Van managed to croak out in between planting lazy kisses against Jake’s neck and shoulders.
‘Love you too’ Jake breathed out; his voice raw and rough with overuse as he reached a long arm around to tenderly stroke the back of Van’s thigh. No matter how many times they did this…however and wherever they did this he would never tire of this feeling…
…
Jake sighed in disappointment and frustration as he leant against the bathroom doorframe and watched Van fastening the last couple of buttons on his shirt; the last glimpse of chest hair disappearing from view.
Van looked up at the sound and smiled gently as he watched Jake push away from the doorframe to walk across the tiled floor and embrace him from behind; hands resting gently on his hips, lips pressing a tender kiss to the side of his neck.
‘Do you think they’ll know what we’ve being doing?’ Van asked with a smirk, as he rested back against Jake and reached up to run a finger over his boyfriend’s kiss swollen lips. Part of him… a very big part of him… didn’t really care if Jake’s relatives at the reception knew what he and Jake had been doing for the best part of the afternoon. He loved the way Jake looked after they had sex; that sated expression telling the world that Jake was his and his alone.
Jake shrugged, holding him a little tighter. ‘Who cares?’ he mumbled against Van’s neck as he pressed another kiss to the sensitive skin.
‘So… do you think that could be us someday… the getting married thing I mean’ Van asked jokingly as their eyes meet in the reflection of mirror. There was something about Van’s expression behind his smile that told Jake he was more than a little serious.
He couldn’t help but tease Van a little, partly because that was what they did to each other… him and Van… but also because no matter how much they teased and joked they both knew that this was it for them… this was their future. ‘Meh… maybe… someday’ he joked as he lifted his hand and waggled it from side to side in a gesture of indifference.
Van spun in Jake’s embrace and reached out to slap his arm ‘Meh…maybe…someday huh?’ he mimicked Jake’s voice. ‘So in that case I guess you would be ok with sleeping in the armchair tonight then eh?’ his eyebrows shot up in mock indignation.
Jake’s smile turned into a pout that would make any two year old jealous and his reply was lost as Van couldn’t help but wipe away that frown with a kiss that left Jake thinking that maybe… someday was more just a question of when.
The End
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Author: Wheelie47
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Van and Jake
Word count: 3,974
Warning: Features Van and Jake - if RPF is not for you then please don’t read.
Disclaimer: Don’t own these fictional characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Summary: Van and Jake get caught in the rain
Author’s Comments: So this is my Jansis version of the Rain Challenge that was set over on Nukefic. The challenge was to write a Nuke story about Noah getting caught in the rain but I just couldn’t resist writing a Jansis response too and posting it here!
‘Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of God to witness the joining in holy matrimony…’ the minister began in his deep and rich baritone. Van took the opportunity to gaze around the packed small church from where he sat next to Jake; surrounded by the extended Silbermann clan.
‘The Snyders had nothing on the Silbermanns’, Van thought wryly as he struggled to remember all the names and family connections of the people around him.
Well, at least he knew who the bride was… Angela; although what her relationship to Jake was had escaped his memory for the minute. Van seemed to recall she was some distant cousin.
Still her wedding had meant that Van had at last had the opportunity to visit London. And… what was even better… was that his first time here got to be with Jake. Having Jake show him around this amazing vibrant city that was also steeped in history was the icing on the cake… so to speak.
Jake. The thought of him turned Van’s wry smile into a tender and heartfelt one as he twisted his head slightly to look at him.
He had to stifle a chuckle as he watched Jake gazing intently up at the alter; taking in every detail of the service. That was just one of the things that he loved about his boyfriend… his ability to shut out everything else around him and focus all his energy on one thing; like it was the only thing that mattered to him.
Van could feel his skin tingle and a slow blush start to spread over his cheeks as he thought about how that intensity had been directed at him on more than one occasion; in fact each and every time they made love. The way Jake concentrated his attention on every part of Van’s body, the way his lips brushed across his skin, the way his long and talented fingers connected with every part of his body…exploring… teasing before finally wrapping around him… touching him there... Van blinked hard and shuddered as he struggled to push those thoughts away; realising the inappropriateness of thinking them here… of all places.
The things just the thought of his boyfriend could do to him! Boyfriend… he couldn’t help but smile even wider at that. He still could hardly believe that he got to call Jake that… even after all this time.
‘Damn it Hansis…stop behaving like a 12 year old girl with her first crush!’ he thought to himself. He’d been here before… it wasn’t like it was his first serious relationship but Jake… well Jake was different. It was almost like he had never experienced true love till he and Jake had crossed that last boundary between friends and lovers.
‘And there you go again!’ he almost chuckled out loud.
Jake must have finally sensed that Van was staring at him and he turned his head slightly to look at his boyfriend with a quizzical smile; his fingers reaching out to curl around Van’s where they rested easily on Van’s thigh.
Van smiled back reassuringly and gently squeezed Jake’s fingers to let him know everything was ok.
Jake’s smile widened as he looked down at their joined hands where they now rested together on Van’s leg before turning his attention back to the ceremony; giving Van’s hand another gentle squeeze…
…
Van swiftly put out the cigarette he’d been smoking when he saw another one of Jake’s relatives approaching him as he stood outside in the church grounds, squeezing in a quick smoke before Jake came back. He’d promised Jake that he would cut down… and this was only his second of the day… but he must admit that he was feeling a bit nervous about meeting the rest of Jake’s family. He really wanted to make a good impression on them, for Jake’s sake if nothing else, and the smoking helped calm his nerves a little.
‘Van?’ the woman said as she got nearer, ‘sorry I didn’t get to say hello earlier. It’s been a little crazy this morning… you know tears and tantrums!’
Van smiled as he struggled to remember what Jake had said her name was…Sarah…Stacey… Stella… something beginning with an S. He knew that her daughter was one of the bridesmaids. So he decided to play it safe, ‘No problem… I understand! Your daughter looked beautiful’ he said with genuine smile.
‘Why, thank you. That’s a really kind thing to say!’ she smiled back, instantly warming to Jake’s boyfriend.
‘And I have to say I haven’t seen Jake looking so happy in such a long time. You’re really good for him… you make a great couple!’
Van was vaguely annoyed at himself for the blush he could feel spreading up his throat and across his cheeks… there was that 12 year old girl again! He was about to open his mouth to reply when the woman’s daughter came dashing up to her mom, ‘mom… mom…they want to take a photo of the bridesmaids and the parents. Come on!’ she exclaimed excitedly as she pulled at her mother’s arm.
‘Sorry’ she smiled and shrugged apologetically as she was dragged away.
Van tensed slightly as he felt strong arms circle his waist but relaxed almost immediately when he smelt the familiar smell of Jake’s aftershave.
‘Whaddasay we blow this joint’ Jake whispered against Van’s ear in his best 1930’s gangster voice that he felt James Cagney would have been proud of.
Van shuddered at the feel of his boyfriend’s hot breath ghosting across his ear and he felt his body react automatically to the sensual feeling.
‘Huh?!’ Van asked as he turned to face Jake. His quizzical expression melted into one of undeniable admiration and appreciation. Fuck… but didn’t his boyfriend look hot in a suit.
Jake smirked at Van’s expression before explaining, ‘the reception doesn’t start for another couple of hours. Thought we could take off and see some sights’.
‘Sights huh?’ Van waggled his eyebrows suggestively, ‘and exactly what kind of sights did you have in mind?’ he asked huskily as he reached for Jake’s tie to pull him closer.
Jake couldn’t stop the grin from forming; ever since they had arrived in London Van hadn’t been able to keep his hands off Jake. He knew from experience that there was something about visiting new places that made Van… well… horny! Not that Jake was complaining… he definitely wasn’t complaining. But actually this time he had something else in mind, like the sights of London.
‘Well… actually I was thinking of something a little more public’ he said, not without a little regret in his voice.
‘Jacob Andrew Silbermann’ Van said in mock indignation, ‘are you trying to get into my pants in public!’
A million different retorts swam through Jake’s brain but he settled instead for an exaggerated eye roll and an exasperated ‘Shut up!’ before he removed his hands from where they had been resting lightly around Van’s hips and grabbed his boyfriend by the hand…
…
Jake couldn’t suppress the chuckle that was desperately trying to escape his lips; it had taken Van less than a minute to remove his tie and stuff it into his suit jacket pocket as they walked away from the church. Now he was holding Van’s jacket while his boyfriend set about folding his shirts sleeves up to the elbow.
‘What?!’ Van asked; his eyebrow raised inquisitively as Jake handed him his jacket back.
‘You really hate wearing a tie don’t you?’ Jake asked; mildly surprised as he remembered that Van hadn’t complained once at having to wear a tie this morning when they were getting ready for the wedding. It pulled at his heartstrings when it dawned on him that Van had only worn it to make a good impression at the wedding… for him.
Van just smiled and shrugged his shoulders before craning his neck up to look at the skyline. ‘Do you think it’s gonna rain?’ he asked as he noticed that the sky had darkened considerably since they had left the church although it was still humid; almost like a summer storm was brewing.
‘Who knows?’ Jake answered; smiling tenderly at Van’s not so subtle change of conversation. ‘The British weather can change at the drop of a hat’.
They carried on walking as Jake almost subconsciously copied Van by removing his own tie and stuffing it into his own jacket pocket before draping it casually over his left arm. Almost as subconsciously Jake reached out and slid his palm against Van’s and intertwined their fingers together.
Van just smiled over at him and bumped their shoulders together gently. It felt so good that they could just walk along the street and hold hands without having to hide. They hadn’t exactly announced their relationship to the world but there had been rumours and now that there were no contracts or non - contracts to worry about, frankly they didn’t care if people found out about them.
His train of thought was interrupted as he felt a heavy drop of rain hit his uncovered forearm closely followed by another hitting his shoulder then another and another. He tilted his head back and looked up into a sky full of rain; the drops coming relentlessly now, splashing into his face, plastering his hair to his forehead and the sides of his face, soaking his shirt to the skin.
A light hearted giddiness started to build up inside him; spreading up from his stomach across his chest and finally up through his throat to escape his lips in a low chuckle that developed into a full laugh. He looked over at Jake to see his boyfriend looking back at him like he had lost his mind.
‘Van?!’ Jake asked as he swiped his palm ineffectually across his forehead to wipe away the raindrops that ran down from his soaked hair. He was more than a little concerned, not to mention frustrated, that Van appeared to find their getting soaked immensely funny.
Van spun to stand in front of Jake; halting their progress. His eyes scanned the street to see that it was almost deserted now; everyone else having run for whatever cover they could find. So it was just him and Jake, and it felt like the rain was meant just for them… that it was a kind of washing away of their old lives and the start of something new… something better… together.
He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Jake’s lips. It started off slow with Jake almost pulling back in surprise before diving back in to capture Van’s lips with his own; their rain slicked lips sliding together with increasing intensity.
Van pulled back and slid his palm down Jake’s sodden shirt sleeve to link their fingers together. ‘Come on!’ he laughed, a childlike glint in his eye as he tugged on their combined hands, pulling them forward into a run.
They ran through puddles, splashing around like kids, as they headed towards their hotel still holding hands and with Jake’s answering laugh ringing in Van’s ears…
…
At last they made it to the hotel; dashing through the revolving doors and ignoring the annoyed stare of the concierge as they dripped water across the marbled reception floor.
Finally they made it to the lift, almost collapsing together against the back wall to keep themselves upright as the lift doors closed.
‘That was… crazy!’ Jake finally managed in between gasps as he tried to suppress the giggles.
‘Yeah’ Van agreed, ‘we’re just two wild and crazy guys!’ he chuckled as he leant up to kiss Jake’s jaw.
Jake shifted uncomfortably, pulling at the crotch of his trousers. ‘I even think my underwear is soaked’ he grumbled.
‘Really?!’ Van asked, a mischievous glint in his eye. ‘Let’s check!’
Before Jake could respond Van turned to face him and slid his long fingers down under the sopping wet waistband of Jake’s trousers and into the hot dampness of his boyfriend’s boxer briefs.
Jake gasped as he felt Van’s fingers brush teasingly along the length of his soft cock, making it twitch to life. ‘Yep… totally soaked! We need to get you out of those!’ Van smirked as he removed his hand at the ping announcing that they had reached their floor. His smirk widened at the whine from the loss of contact that escaped involuntarily from Jake’s lips…
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They shed a trail of clothes on the way to the bathroom; shoes, socks, jackets and shirts so that they stood finally opposite each other in only their trousers.
‘So…’ Jake started a little breathlessly as he drank in the sight of his half naked boyfriend unable to resist the temptation to reach out and tangle his fingers in Van’s rain water matted chest hair. He never thought he would be a chest hair kinda guy… hell he never thought he’d be a guy kinda guy until he met Van, maybe he was just a Van kinda guy… he didn’t care what the label was, he only knew that he wanted what he had with Van more than he’d wanted anything else in his life. ‘So you promised me something about getting me out of these wet clothes’ his voice was barely above a whisper as he leant forward to hungrily cover Van’s lips with his own; his tongue slipping past willingly parted supple lips.
He moaned into the kiss when he felt Van’s palms slide a sensuous path down his sides to reach the bony curve of his hips before fingertips teased along the top of his waistband, coming together below his bellybutton to ease open the button and inch down his zip.
Jake shivered uncontrollably; uncertain whether it was from the now cold dampness of his trousers next to his skin or from Van’s closeness or the touch of his fingers.
Van pulled back and looked up at Jake with concern, ‘You ok?’ he asked reaching out to cup Jake’s cheek tenderly; having Jake becoming ill was the last thing he wanted.
‘Why don’t we move this to the shower?’ he suggested, tugging lightly on the exposed piece of elastic waist band of boxer briefs visible through Jake’s open fly.
Jake grinned in agreement; there was no way he was turning that offer down!
He tried to ease gracefully out of his trousers, not wanting to appear too eager as Van reached out to switch the shower on and failed miserably, almost stumbling in the process; the sodden material clinging to his muscled thighs.
‘Need some help there big guy?!’ Van asked, unable to keep the amusement from his voice before dropping to his knees in front of Jake to help him step out of the offending material. He reached up to curl his fingers into the waist band of Jake’s underwear and planted a series of kisses along the length of Jake’s hardening cock through the cotton before slipping them down over the prominent hip bones, along the toned long… long legs down to perfect feet.
He sat back on his heels; hands curled around muscled thighs, admiring the now naked body before him and wondered not for the first time, just how this wonderful handsome and just… well perfect man was in his life.
Van stood, licking, biting and kissing, a sensuous path back up Jake’s body, taking care to lick a hot strip along the length of the now proud cock before moving to undo his own trousers; his own cock now uncomfortable in the confines of his boxer briefs.
‘Mine!’ Jack stated simply, batting Van’s hands away and dropping to his own knees to remove Van’s trousers.
The breath caught in his throat as he looked up into Van’s face, his own face mere inches away from the tip of Van’s cock, to see those hazel eyes staring back down at him, filled with want…need… love and morenow.
Jake couldn’t resist pressing a kiss to the tip of Van’s cock before engulfing the head with his hot moist mouth and sucking lightly; because he was down here anyway and because… well because it seemed rude not to when it was so close and rude was definitely one thing that Jake wasn’t.
As he stood Jake traced his palms slowly up Van’s legs and torso, coming to rest flat against his chest, thumbs teasing over hardening nipples.
‘Shower... now!’ Jake commanded huskily, a hungry glint in his eyes as he gently but persistently pushed Van backwards towards the shower, closing the shower door behind them.
Van laughed lightly, eager at the thought of what was to come. He loved… loved bossy Jake!
He reached for the shower gel and the sponge, making sure to let the cascade of warm water soak the sponge before reaching out to rub cleansing circles over Jake’s torso, concentrating on his nipples before working his way down to swirl the sponge in the trail of dark and wiry hair underneath his bellybutton.
Jake hissed in frustration as Van worked the sponge around his groin and down his thighs, avoiding his aching cock. Van smirked as Jake grasped his hand and led it unerringly to where he wanted it…needed it to be. Unable to tease his boyfriend for too long, Van concentrated on working the sponge up and down the length, increasing the friction and pace at the guttural sounds that escaped Jake’s lips.
Things were moving way too slow for Jake and he took the sponge from Van, working up a lather across his boyfriend chest and down past his bellybutton.
After a few swipes of the sponge along Van’s length, he discarded the sponge in favour of his hand, expertly working his fingers just the way he knew from experience that Van liked.
He leant forward; hand still clasped around Van’s cock, and pressed their lips together in an open mouthed erotic kiss; their water slicked lips sliding together easily… perfectly.
‘Van…need…you’ Jake breathed out as he pulled back from the kiss, locking eyes imploringly with Van before giving a final tug on Van’s cock and turning to face the shower wall, head resting on his hands as they braced against the tiles.
Van didn’t need to be asked twice and sunk to his knees, one hand on each cheek kneading them gently apart. The sight of Jake laid open to him… so trusting… sent a shiver down his spine that pooled in his groin, making him harder than he’d ever been before.
He made short work of getting Jake ready for him; the warm water and the shower gel easing the preparation. An impatient grunt from above and the feel of Jake pressing back against his fingers told him that Jake was more than ready.
As he stood, Van had to pause, gasping at the sight of Jake looking over his shoulder at him, the normally corn flower blue eyes now several shades darker. ‘Now… Van… now’ he growled.
‘Fuck… Jake… so… hot…so tight’ Van grunted as he sunk into his lover, closing his eyes against the intensity of it all; his chest covering Jake’s back like a second skin as he sucked and kissed on Jake’s neck and shoulders to ease away the burn.
Their bodies synced together in a rhythm that spoke volumes of how they fitted together perfectly, almost knowing instinctively what the other needed.
Van knew from the increasingly louder groans that came from Jake and the needy arching of his toned back that Jake was close to the edge. ‘Van…fuck…so…close’ the words came stuttering out, Jake’s deep baritone rough with the need for release.
One hand slipped from where it held Jake’s hip in place to reach round and work expertly up and down Jake’s impressive length. Jake almost sighed at the delicious friction and knew that the combination of the fullness of Van and his boyfriend’s hands on him, surrounding him, would surge him over the edge and he could feel his release building like an unstoppable fire deep within him.
With one more erotic twist of Van’s wrist, Jake came over Van’s fingers and the shower wall. The feel of Jake’s release and his muscles contracting all around him had Van hastening towards his own release. One more deep thrust had him coming deep within Jake before collapsing, spent against Jake’s slick back, uncertain who was holding who up.
‘Love you… love you so fucking much’ Van managed to croak out in between planting lazy kisses against Jake’s neck and shoulders.
‘Love you too’ Jake breathed out; his voice raw and rough with overuse as he reached a long arm around to tenderly stroke the back of Van’s thigh. No matter how many times they did this…however and wherever they did this he would never tire of this feeling…
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Jake sighed in disappointment and frustration as he leant against the bathroom doorframe and watched Van fastening the last couple of buttons on his shirt; the last glimpse of chest hair disappearing from view.
Van looked up at the sound and smiled gently as he watched Jake push away from the doorframe to walk across the tiled floor and embrace him from behind; hands resting gently on his hips, lips pressing a tender kiss to the side of his neck.
‘Do you think they’ll know what we’ve being doing?’ Van asked with a smirk, as he rested back against Jake and reached up to run a finger over his boyfriend’s kiss swollen lips. Part of him… a very big part of him… didn’t really care if Jake’s relatives at the reception knew what he and Jake had been doing for the best part of the afternoon. He loved the way Jake looked after they had sex; that sated expression telling the world that Jake was his and his alone.
Jake shrugged, holding him a little tighter. ‘Who cares?’ he mumbled against Van’s neck as he pressed another kiss to the sensitive skin.
‘So… do you think that could be us someday… the getting married thing I mean’ Van asked jokingly as their eyes meet in the reflection of mirror. There was something about Van’s expression behind his smile that told Jake he was more than a little serious.
He couldn’t help but tease Van a little, partly because that was what they did to each other… him and Van… but also because no matter how much they teased and joked they both knew that this was it for them… this was their future. ‘Meh… maybe… someday’ he joked as he lifted his hand and waggled it from side to side in a gesture of indifference.
Van spun in Jake’s embrace and reached out to slap his arm ‘Meh…maybe…someday huh?’ he mimicked Jake’s voice. ‘So in that case I guess you would be ok with sleeping in the armchair tonight then eh?’ his eyebrows shot up in mock indignation.
Jake’s smile turned into a pout that would make any two year old jealous and his reply was lost as Van couldn’t help but wipe away that frown with a kiss that left Jake thinking that maybe… someday was more just a question of when.
The End
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