Title: Aphrodite, Chapter 14, Part 3 of 4

Author: Kendall

Website: www.geocities.com/kendalxf/index.html

Fandom: X-Files

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: S/M/K.

Archive: All requests are welcomed

Date: June 10, 2004

Category: AU

Spoilers: None specifically

Warnings: Contains scenes of m/m sex and discipline. If this offends you please *LEAVE NOW*

Disclaimer: Skinner, Mulder, Krycek, Scully, Doggett, and the X-File all belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions, and the Fox Network.

Series: Greek Gods

Summary: Sex…lots and lots of sex.

NOTE: Thank you to Ursula for the always excellent beta job.

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Aphrodite (Goddess of Love)

"You ready?" Fox asked Alex, as the younger man came down the stairs.

"Yes, just have to make sure Murph has water," Alex said, heading for the kitchen.

"I did that already," Fox said, putting a hand on Alex's arm. "Let's go. The limo is here."

"I wonder what Walter has planned," Alex said, as they headed out of the house, and towards the waiting limousine.

"I don’t know, but he sure looked excited, didn’t he?" Fox said as he climbed aboard the car, and slid over so Alex could get in.

"Do you know where we are going?" Alex asked.

"I guess the driver knows," Fox said, as the limousine pulled away from the curb. Slipping his hand into Alex's, he added, "If I forgot to tell you earlier…I really enjoyed this morning."

Giving his lover's hand a gentle squeeze, Alex said, "You didn't forget, but thanks for saying it again."

They remained in companionable silence, still holding hands, as the vehicle sped through the streets.

"Looks like we are going into McLean," Fox said, as he noticed a road sign on his side of the car.

"I wonder what he has planned," Alex said again.

"Whatever it is you know he put a lot of effort into it, our Walter doesn't like to do things half way," Fox said, and smiled at Alex, who returned the smile.

A few minutes later their smiles grew bigger, as the limousine pulled up at the door of a hotel.

"Damn! The Ritz-Carlton," Fox said, his eyes taking in the sumptuous entrance to the hotel.

"You did say that our Walter doesn’t do anything half way," Alex said, stepping out of the car.

"Gentlemen," the driver said behind them, "Your bags will be taken care off, if you would care to go inside."

"Thank you," the two men replied in unison.

"Mister Mulder, Mister Krycek," a tall, good looking, older gentleman greeted them as they entered the lobby of the hotel. "I am David First, Chief Concierge. Welcome to the Ritz-Carlton Tyson Corners."

"Thank you," both Fox and Alex said, and shook hands with the man.

"Mister Skinner is waiting for you in the suite, if you'll follow me," First said, and pointed towards a bank of elevators. Minutes later they stood in front of the door to the Presidential suite. "Here are your keys," First said, handing them each a key card, "I hope you have a successful meeting."

"Thank you very much, I am sure we will," Fox said, and smiled politely as the man left them.

"Meeting?" Alex said with a chuckle.

"Well, he really couldn't call it a tryst, or a quickie, could he," Fox said, and opened the door. "Wow! Will you look at this?"

"Nothing but the best for my boys," Walter said, as he came out of what appeared to be the bedroom. He wore nothing but a towel wrapped around his narrow waist, and still had droplets of water scattered across his chest.

"You look good enough to eat," Fox said walking up to him, and slipping his arms around his waist. "Ooops, did I do that," he added innocently as the towel slipped, and fell to the floor.

"Yummy," Alex said, and licked his lips at the sight of Walter's half-mast erection.

"You guys are incorrigible," Walter said, laughing as he pulled Fox tighter into his embrace. Reaching out his hand towards Alex, he invited the younger man to join them, which he did willingly.

"But that is why you love us," Fox said, and leaned his head back for a kiss, which Walter was more than happy to provide.

"A hotel in the middle of day? Walter, you naughty boy," Alex said teasingly, as he received his own kiss.

"It's actually not what you think," Walter said.

"You aren't going to make love to us until we can't feel our bones?" Fox said, pouting.

"Oh, there will be some of that, but I have other plans first," Walter said, releasing his lovers. "We'll have lunch first, then rest up for about half and hour, and then I'll need you both to go take a quick shower."

"Why? What is going on?" Alex asked.

"You pampered us with food this morning, so I decided to do another kind of pampering," Walter said, as he replaced the towel, and took a seat on the large bed. "This hotel has one of the best Day Spas in the city, and I have booked us several treatments."

"Sounds really nice," Fox said, "I really would enjoy a massage."

"They have massages, body wraps, facials, anything and everything you may want," Walter said, then noticing that Alex had grown quiet, added, "Alex, love? What is the matter?"

"Nothing…uhm…it’s just that," Alex said, unconsciously reaching towards his prosthetic arm.

"I thought about that," Walter said, "I asked the hotel to hire a special masseuse for the day. He is an expert in trauma cases. He is going to teach Fox and I how to give you a massage, so we can help you when your arm starts hurting."

"That's a great idea, Walter," Fox said, excitedly. He knew that Alex often still suffered phantom pain.

"We won’t even have to go down to the Spa," Walter said, "They are sending the masseuses up here."

"Man, it’s going to be tough to top all this when it's my turn," Fox said.

"This is not a competition, Fox," Walter said, "We each should be doing what we would enjoy doing for one another."

"I know, Walter, I know. It's just that you guys have been so creative," Fox said, "I want to make sure I don’t disappoint you guys."

"You could never disappoint us, Foxlet," Alex said, hugging him, "You could do nothing at all, and it would still be just fine by me."

"Me too, Fox," Walter said.

Fox, smiled widely, and said, "Good to hear, although I have everything set for tonight, and I think you will enjoy it."

Before either of his lovers could say anything, the doorbell to the suite rang.

"That must be lunch," Walter said, "Will one of you mind getting it? I am not dressed," he added, looking down at his towel covered body.

"Sure thing," Alex said, "Although, getting to see you in a towel could be better than a tip for the waiter."

"Brat," Walter said, and slapped Alex's bottom playfully.

***

"Oh man, Walter, this was great," Fox said, as he patted his stomach.

"Glad you liked it," Walter said, "I tried to order stuff you guys might like."

"You did," Alex said, "Lobster bisque, Caesar salad…with anchovies, yum, Thai Chicken lettuce wraps, and strawberry and cream-filled crepes."

"The lettuce wraps look easy enough to put together," Fox said, "We should have them again sometime."

"Yeah sure, very little cooking involved," Alex said, with a chuckle, which turned into a yawn.

"We have about forty five minutes before the masseuses come up," Walter said, "We could take a nap?"

"Nah…I have other ideas," Alex said, "Besides, I think I probably will fall asleep with a massage."

"So, about these other ideas…" Fox said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"The tub in there looks like it could fit three easily," Alex said, nodding towards the bathroom, "And it’s a whirlpool."

"I like the way this boy thinks," Walter said, smiling.

"I do love them bubbles," Fox said, grinning as well.

Minutes later the trio had made themselves comfortable on the oversized whirlpool tub.

"Did you guys decide what treatments you wanted," Walter asked, as he pulled Alex backwards so the younger man's back was against his chest. Wrapping his arms around him, he began to play with Alex's nipples.

Alex, for his part, began to move his feet up Fox's chest, wiggling his toes to tickle his lover.

Fox, grabbed one of the wandering feet, and began to kiss each of the toes.

"Fox, that tickles," Alex said, trying to pull his foot back.

"Well, you were trying to tickle me, so fair is fair," Fox said, and after sucking on Alex's little toe, added, "I might still be hungry. What do you think, Walter, you still hungry?"

"Now that you mention it," Walter said as he dipped his head to the side, so he would have better access to Alex's neck, and bit gently into the exposed flesh.

Alex, twisted in ecstasy as Walter ran his tongue over the bite, and then up the back of the neck and towards the ear.

"Ohhhh, guys, you are kill…killing me," Alex moaned, as he felt Fox's had gently rub his leg.

"But what a way to die," Fox said, as his wandering hand finally reached it's destination. Cupping Alex's sack, he began to slowly roll the balls between his fingers.

"Ooohh…Gods…Gods…Fox…" Alex moaned, and bucked his hips, his right hand reaching out blindly to grab the edge of the tub.

Fox looked at Walter, and smiled mischievously, before taking a deep breath and going under water.

When he felt a mouth wrap around his penis, Alex's eyes flew open,"SHIT! Gods…oh Gods…why didn’t you… warn…me…Walter…oh…oh…"

"What…would be…the fun in that?" Walter asked, as he continued to lick and nip at Alex's neck. "He is very talented…isn't he…"

"He…he learned that from you," Alex said, "You…you remember…the…" He was interrupted by Fox as he momentarily came up for air, "Oh GOD! I can't…can't hold on…much long…longer…"

"You don’t have to," Walter purred in his ear, "If you don’t let go soon, Fox is going to drown…but what a way to go…"

The comment brought a laugh out of Alex, making him release his load. Once he was spent, he fell back against Walter's chest, and sighed. Opening his eyes slowly, he smiled as he saw Fox sitting across from him, licking a couple of errant drops of cum from his lips. "Taste…good?"

"Yummy, better than the strawberries and cream," Fox said, and leaned forward to kiss his lover.

"As much…fun…as I am having…you guys are getting kind…of heavy," Walter said, as he tried to shift his position.

"Happy to see me, Walter?" Alex asked, as he felt the older man's erection poking him in the butt.

"Always. Stop wiggling…or I am going to come," Walter said, gritting his teeth.

"It's my turn," Fox said, "Alex, let me get to gorgeous."

"By all means," Alex said, and moved so that Fox could move into position.

Fox straddled Walter's hips, facing him, "You ready for me, Big Guy?"

Walter looked up at the bright hazel eyes, and smiled, "Always."

Looking over his shoulder, Fox said, "Alex, love, you have a better view, can you help?"

"A pleasure," Alex said, and reached underwater until he felt Walter's erection. Holding it straight up, he said, "Whenever you are ready."

Lowering himself down slowly, Fox felt the head of Walter's penis slowly penetrate. He took a deep breath as he adjusted to the intruder, then quickly slid down the rest of the way.

"Fox! Warn a guy before…ohhhh…you do that," Walter said, gasping in surprise.

"But what would be the fun in that," Alex singsonged from his spot across from the pair.

"You are such a little brat, Alexei," Walter said, but could not keep the smile out of his voice, "Oh Jezzus, Fox, that feels so incredible, oh baby…oh Fox."

Fox continued to pull up slightly, before dropping down again repeatedly. Even underwater he could feel the delicious friction Walter's penis created in his rectum.

A few minutes later, Walter gasped as his fingers dug into Fox's hips, "Fox…Fox…I can't hold on…I'm going to…oh…oooooh…"

"That was…great…Big Guy…thanks," Fox said softly, as he leaned forward, his forehead coming to rest on Walter's forehead.

"That was so totally hot," Alex said in a near whisper.

"As much as I would…enjoy…just sitting here…we need to get cleaned up…the masseuses will be here soon," Walter said.

Within minutes they had showered, and were drying themselves off, when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Alex said, and headed towards the front door of the suite.

"Hey, wait a minute," Walter said, handing him a robe, "Put this on first."

Looking down at his naked body and then back up at Walter, Alex said, "Why? They are going to see me naked in a couple of minutes anyway?" He grinned as Walter rolled his eyes, but took the robe.

"He is such a brat," Fox said, shaking his head in amusement.

***

"Fox."

"Uhmmm."

"You look like a giant beef burrito." Alex said, trying to keep a giggle from escaping.

"Feel like one too," Fox said, as he snuggled under the heavy, heated blankets, draped over his body. "But I smell a lot better."

"What's the body treatment you chose?" Walter asked, from where he was having a facial treatment, as well as manicure and pedicure.

"Milk and honey," Fox said, "'Cause I'm so sweet."

"Oh brother," Alex said, "Oh…that feels good."

"Please let me know if this is too much pressure," the masseuse, a man name Greg, asked as he pressed on a spot right above Alex's left shoulder.

"No…it's fine," Alex said, "Actually it feels…very good."

"I am using accupressure," Greg explained, "It helps release blocked energy. Due to your injury, and the fact that you are always very aware of your prosthesis, you tend to hold a lot of energy right over the left shoulder. This will help release some of that."

"You'll show us how to do it later, correct?" Walter asked.

"Of course," Greg said, "It'll be my pleasure."

"Mister Skinner," the facialist, a young woman named Evelyn, said, "I will need you to stay quite for a few minutes as I apply the mask."

"Then it's a good thing I'm having the facial, and not Fox," Walter said, with a chuckle, "He couldn't stay quite that long."

"Funny," Fox said, "Just for that I should get a facial…if only to prove you wrong."

"We could do that right now if you wish, Mister Mulder," the young woman who was handling his treatment said.

"Sure, why not," Fox said, "Thanks, Marcie. What's Walter having?"

"He is having the Serene Indulgence," Evelyn said, "It's an anti-aging treatment, even though he certainly is a long way from needing it."

"Stop hitting on my man, Evelyn," Alex said, turning his head to shoot her a mocking glare.

"Is it okay if I do it?" Greg asked, chuckling as the glare turned towards him.

"Boys behave," Fox said, "You'll make Walter crack his mud mask. Speaking of mask, what am I getting?"

"I thought since you already smell of Milk and Honey, I would try a Cinnamon Enzyme Peel," Marcie said, "Does that sound all right to you?"

"I'm going to smell like a muffin, but why the heck not. Go for it," Fox said.

***

Three hours later, all the treatments had been completed, including Alex's Rainforest Propolis facial.

The three treatment experts received handsome tips for their hard work, and a promise that they would tell their friends about the excellent service they had received.

"I feel incredible," Alex said, "Thank you, Walter. I was worried about it at first, but I am glad I did it."

"I'm glad," Walter said, hugging him, "What about you, Foxlet? You enjoy your treatments?"

"Oh yes," Fox said, as he wrapped his arms around his lovers, "We should do this more often."

"I'm all for that," Alex said, and then surprised Fox by licking his neck. "You taste delicious."

"That tickles," Fox said.

"Fox, what time do we have to be ready for your part of the day?" Walter asked.

"Limo will pick you guys up at seven thirty," Fox said, "We'll be having dinner rather late tonight."

"That's all right," Alex said, "It feels like we have eaten more today than usual."

"Okay then, we better get going," Walter said.

"Walter, thank you again, this has been terrific," Alex said, kissing him tenderly on the lips.

"Yeah, Big Guy, what he said," Fox said, "This was very nice, and a very original idea."

Walter's grin lit the room. At first, he had thought his lovers would have found the idea of facials and body treatments ridiculous, but they had instead embraced, and apparently enjoyed them.

***

"I haven't had that much fun in ages," Cooper Donovan said, half-laughing, half-gasping, as he and Chris Newman returned to the cabin.

"Told you, you would," Chris said, taking off his hat, gloves, and coat. "Come on babe, get those wet things off."

"Why, Mister Newman, are you trying to get me naked?"

"Among other things," Chris said, smiling at his young lover.

Cooper removed his heavy gloves and coat, and handed them to Chris, "If I didn’t tell you earlier, thanks for a great day. I had forgotten how much fun we used to have ice-skating."

"Not to mention that impromptu snowball fight," Chris said, quirking an eyebrow.

"You can't blame me," Cooper said, with an innocent pout, "You made such a perfect target."

"And your bottom can also make a perfect target," Chris threatened without much heat behind the threat.

Wiggling said bottom and looking over his shoulder as he headed towards the living room, Cooper said, "I hope that is not just talk."

"Oh, you want me to spank you?" Chris said, trying to hide a smile.

"That's not what I meant, and you know it," Cooper said, as he began to build a fire.

"I don’t know any such thing," Chris said, helping the younger man place the logs in the fireplace.

"Then it is going to be a long, boring night," Cooper said, sticking out his tongue at Chris.

"We couldn’t have that," Chris said, "Why don’t you get us a couple of glasses of wine, and there are some grapes and a cheese tray in the refrigerator."

"When did you have time to get those things," Cooper asked surprised.

"I had planned to bring you up here a few days ago, before the fight," Chris said, shrugging his wide shoulders. "I was planning a romantic evening with my fella."

This made Cooper smile shyly as he said, "I'm your fella? I kinda like that."

"Well, my fella, go get the food and wine, and I'll finish this up," Chris said, pointing to the fireplace.

Cooper came back after a few minutes carrying a tray with wine and cheese. He stopped short when he saw what Chris had done to the living room. The fire was starting to blaze, and all the lights had been dimmed, giving the room, a warm, golden glow. The large bear skin rug had been covered with several cushions, on which a very naked Chris was laying, his erection standing proudly.

"Oh my," Cooper whispered, "Is that for me?"

"For no one else, ever," Chris said, "Come here, baby boy."

Setting the tray down carefully, Cooper took off the rest of his clothes as quickly as possible, and joined his lover on the floor.

"You look so hot," Cooper said, running his hand over the wide expanse of chest in front of him.

"You don’t look half bad yourself," Chris said, and leaned in for a kiss.

Their lips locked, and their tongues dance around each other, as the kiss deepened from chaste to passionate.

"Make love to me," Cooper whispered as Chris rolled over his body.

"Tonight and twenty thousand more," Chris said, and kissed him again. Reaching over his head, he grabbed the tube of lube he had placed there for this very purpose. "Let me get you ready."

Cooper arched his back as Chris began to stretch him. "Feels…good…yeah…yes…give me more."

"Take it easy, I want to make sure I don’t hurt you," Chris said, as he slipped a second, and then a third finger deep into his young lover. After a few minutes he judged Cooper to be properly stretched, and he coated his erection with the lube. "Stay on your back; I want to see your face. I love your face."

"You say the sweetest things," Coop said, running his hand gently over Chris' face. He grimaced slightly as he felt Chris push into him, but it was a momentary discomfort.

Chris gave him a minute to get used to him, and then began to slowly rock back and forth. He wanted to make the moment last for both of them.

For the next few minutes, only the sounds of their lovemaking filled the cabin.

Chris could feel his orgasm building to the point of no return, and just managed to warn his lover seconds before he came. His arms trembled, as he tried not to collapse on top of Cooper.

He didn't have much choice, when the younger man wrapped his arms around his neck, and pulled him down.

"I love you…I love you…I…love…you" Cooper said, smiling smugly.

"What is that smile for," Chris asked, chuckling.

"Nothing…its just that…the week started so lousy…and now," Cooper said, "I can't think of being anywhere else but in your arms."

"How about Virginia?"

"What? Virginia? What's in Virginia?" Cooper asked confused.

"A three-thousand acre horse ranch," Chris said.

"What are you saying? What are you talking about?" Cooper asked shifting under his lover.

"I was thinking that we could sell the ranch here, there are more than enough interested buyers, and we could move to Virginia," Chris explained.

"Why Virginia, and when did you come up with this idea?" Cooper asked, "Sorry, can we shift a bit? You are getting kinda heavy."

"Sorry," Chris said, rolling to the side so they were facing each other. "I thought that maybe you'd like it if you were living closer to your family…your brothers."

Cooper's eyes softened with love at Chris' words, "But this is your home…it's been our home for such a long time…what about Rosie and the guys."

"I know this is going to sound corny, but home is where you are," Chris said, "I know you haven't said that you are unhappy we live so far away from the guys, but I just thought…maybe it was a bad idea."

"No, it's a wonderful idea," Cooper said, hugging him, "This is so sudden…horses…you said horses…instead of cattle?"

"I know you love horses, and so do I. We had talked about starting a breeding program here, so we just do it there," Chris said, "Rosie will come with us, and maybe some of the guys. We can either sell some, or all of the land here, along with the stock. I know of at least three potential buyers."

"You have given this a lot of thought, I'm impressed," Cooper said, "This is what I call a Valentine's Day present."

"Happy Valentine's Day, my love," Chris said, and kissed him.

"Happy Valentine's Day, my fella," Cooper said, grinning into the kiss.

***

"So, what should I wear tonight?" Lucca asked as he entered the bedroom he shared with his lover.

"Wear? Anything you want I guess. Why?" Gianni said, as he finished reading his newspaper.

"You are an evil, evil man," Lucca said, plopping down on the large couch.

"Why? What did I do?" Gianni said, widening his eyes in innocence.

"It's not what you did, it's what you haven't done," Lucca said with a pout, "You are refusing to tell me what we will be doing tonight."

"Oh, that," Gianni said, chuckling.

"Oh, that," Lucca said, mockingly.

"Okay, let's go," Gianni said, and jumped to his feet, putting out his hand to help Lucca up.

"What? Now? Just like that? I am not dressed for going out," Lucca said, as he looked down at his slacks and sweater.

"You are wearing the right thing, something comfortable," Gianni said, "Come on."

Lucca still looked suspiciously at his lover, but followed him. Twenty minutes later, his eyes went from suspicious to surprised as he recognized the road they were on. "Why are we on the road to the airport?" Lucca asked, turning to his lover, who was seated next to him in the limo.

"Because that is where the planes are," Gianni said, matter-of-factly.

Lucca glared at him, and frowned when he saw him smiling. "Are we taking a plane somewhere? Where? Madrid? London? No, wait…Paris…we are going to Paris for Valentine's Day…how romantic."

"No, not Paris, or any of the above," Gianni said, taking his hand. "I hope you are not disappointed."

Sensing that he may have hurt his lover's feelings, Lucca said, "It doesn’t matter where we go, as long as it is together, correct?"

"You, sir, are correct," Gianni said, smiling, "We are here."

"So we are," Lucca said, as they stepped out of the limousine. When he noticed their driver taking out several pieces of luggage, he added, "Hey, when did you pack?"

"A man has to have some secrets," Gianni said. Taking the younger man's hand, he led him through the terminal, and out towards the hangars.

"Private plane?" Lucca asked as they approached one of the hangars.

"Friend of mine owed me a favor," Gianni said, "He is letting us borrow it for our trip."

"It's pretty big," Lucca said, as they began to climb the stairs.

"You need a big enough plane to fly where we are going non-stop," Gianni said, and then added as he swept his arm around the cabin, "Welcome to our home for the next nine hours or so."

"Nine hours?" Lucca said, "Gianni, where are we going?"

"There is a really nice Italian restaurant that I know. I think you will like it," Gianni said, as he pulled him close, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"We are going to Washington?" Lucca said, his green-eyes widening with utter shock.

"We still have time to call it off," Gianni said, concerned when his usually verbose lover became quiet. "I just thought you would enjoy some time away, and maybe get to see your brothers…"

"My…my brothers?" was all that Lucca managed to say, through the lump in his throat.

"We don’t have to…Gods…this was a dumb id…" Gianni started to say, just to be stopped by Lucca kissing him deeply and passionately.

"This is the nicest thing you could have done," Lucca said after breaking the kiss. "I can't think of anything I would rather do than spend the next nine hours or so making love to you at thirty thousand feet."

Gianni threw his head back, and laughed, "Neither could I, neither could I."

***

"Why are you smiling?" Gianni asked, as he spooned behind Lucca, hugging him close.

"I was just thinking that if we encountered turbulence, this bed sure doesn’t have seatbelts," Lucca said, snuggling back. The plane came equipped with a king-size bed, and a full bath.

"I'd keep you safe," Gianni said, kissing him behind the ear.

"I know…without a doubt, I know," Lucca said.

"You know what I know?" Gianni asked, "I know we have about six hours to go, and I would like to cause a little of our own turbulence. You up for another round?"

Lucca turned his head so he could face his lover, and crossed his eyes, "As I have heard some people say, although I am not sure why, duh!"

Gianni laughed, and kissed the slightly turned up nose, "You are such a brat. Do you want in, or should I?"

"I went in the last time," Lucca said, rolling onto his stomach, "You can do the honors this time."

Slipping his pillow under the younger man's slim hips, Gianni made sure his lover was comfortable before he reached for the lube. Coating a couple of his fingers, he gently inserted them into the tight, little rosebud opening. He scissored his fingers slowly, stretching the taut muscles. He smiled when Lucca bucked his hips backwards, trying to get him to go deeper.

"Patience, Grasshopper," Gianni said, slapping one of the perfectly round buttocks.

"Why are you calling me a skinny, jumping insect?" Lucca asked, as he pushed up onto his elbows, and looked back at his lover.

"Sorry, I forgot you led a deprived childhood that included little time for television," Gianni said, "It's from an old t.v. show called Kung Fu."

"Doesn't sound like there was a lot of sex in this show of yours, otherwise you would be getting busy," Lucca said, wiggling his bottom.

"All right, calm down, it'll be worth the wait," Gianni said, and quickly coated his erection, and positioned himself for entry. He pushed in gradually, letting Lucca get used to his width for a moment, before pushing in further. After he was fully sheathed, he pulled almost all the way out, and then pushed back in all at once. He knew Lucca enjoyed some roughness occasionally and he was going to give his green-eyed imp something to remember.

Lucca had been surprised at first by the sudden change in pace, but it only took him a minute to respond, and he began to push back in rhythm to Gianni's thrusts.

The moment was so primal that the small cabin was filled with only grunts and moans, no words. They didn’t need them, their connection was so complete.

When his orgasm finally came, Gianni grabbed Lucca's hips for leverage until he was spent. He shuddered slightly, and then fell to the side, disconnecting from his lover's body.

Lucca moaned at the loss, and then rolled onto his back, swinging his right arm out until it came to rest on Gianni's taut stomach.

"That…was…wow…" Lucca said, breathlessly.

"You…you…are usually more…verbose…" Gianni said, chuckling between gasps, as he tried to regain his breath. Turning his head, he could look out of the small window of the plane. "Look, Lucky."

Turning his head up, so he could see Gianni, Lucca said, "What is it?"

"The moon…it looks so close from here," Gianni said, in a near whisper, "and the stars…I don’t think I have ever seen so many stars in my life."

Rolling over, so he was now draping himself over Gianni, Lucca rested his chin on his crossed hands. "I see that many every time you make love to me."

"You are such a romantic," Gianni said, running his hand gently over Lucca's back, "I didn’t know you had it in you."

"That's because most of the time, I rather have you inside me, than anything else," Lucca said, smiling.

"Like I said, such a romantic," Gianni said with a laugh, "Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day, beloved," Lucca whispered, as he drifted off to sleep with Gianni's heartbeat beating comfortingly beneath his ear.

***

"Honey, I'm ho…holly shit," Sawyer Sullivan called out as he entered the apartment he shared with his lover. He stared in open-mouth wonder at the sight before him. All the lights were off, and the room was lit only by dozens of candles, in all shapes and sizes.

Looking down at his feet, he saw a piece of paper and picked it up. He smiled as he read the message.

'Follow the petal path…it will lead you to many a wondrous thing.'

Noticing the petals scattered on the floor, he began to follow them towards their bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, so he pushed it open, and his eyes widened with surprise. "Oh!" was all he managed to say.

Gabriel was on sitting on the bed, a checkered tablecloth laid out, on which he had arranged a feast of food. "Hi, honey," Gabriel said, shyly, as he smoothed out a wrinkle on the tablecloth. "I thought, since we couldn’t finish our picnic, we could do it here instead."

"I like the way you think," Sawyer said, as he approached the bed, and leaned forward to kiss his lover on the lips. "This is beautiful. I can't believe you went to all this trouble."

Wrapping his arms around Sawyer's neck, Gabriel said, "Like you setting up a picnic at the hospital wasn't trouble. I thought we eat a little, drink a little, fool around a little…"

"Only a little?" Sawyer said, with a pout.

Gabriel laughed, and kissed him again, "Okay, fool around a lot. I bought some bath and massage oils, so I thought we could experiment a little."

"That sounds wonderful," Sawyer said, "Let me get out of these clothes, and slip into something comfortable."

"Your birthday suit better be comfortable enough, because I am not sitting here naked, when you are wearing something," Gabriel said, with a slight frown.

"How about I promise to wear only a smile?" Sawyer said, and then added "Ouch," when Gabriel slapped him on the behind.

Minutes later the two lovers were busy feeding each other bits of food, and sharing wine-flavored kisses.

"I hope you don’t mind I scattered around some of the flowers you sent me," Gabriel said, as he popped a grape into his mouth.

"Of course not," Sawyer said, "They were yours to do with as you wish. I really liked the candles too."

"I wanted to make it romantic," Gabriel said, snuggling against his lover's chest.

"You did," Sawyer said, "Are you almost done here?"

"Anxious?" Gabriel said with a smirk.

"You did mention something about fooling around?" Sawyer said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Why don’t you go put out the candles outside, and I will take care of putting the food away," Gabriel said.

"Deal," Sawyer said, rolled off the bed, and walked towards the living room. Stopping, he turned around and said, "I can hear you smacking your lips."

Giving him an innocent smile as he popped another grape into his mouth, Gabriel said, "Just admiring the view."

"Well, who am I to deny you," Sawyer said, and turned back toward the living room, this time swishing his hips seductively as he walked away.

"Oh, Gods," Gabriel said, as he fell backwards onto the bed, with a dramatic sigh.

***

"Doctors have to be good at multi-tasking," Sawyer said, as he slid further down into the warm water.

"And I am eternally grateful," Gabriel said, running his hands over each of his lover's strong forearms.

"So you like my idea of combining the fooling around with the bath," Sawyer said, kissing him on the side of the head.

"Yes, and I particularly liked that you brought some of the candles in," Gabriel said, "Our first Valentine's Day together."

"How is it going so far?" Sawyer asked, as he gently ran his tongue up Gabriel's neck.

"Wha…what? Gabriel said, almost incoherently, "I…I can't thi…think when…when you do that…"

"That's the idea," Sawyer said, "This way, I can have my wicked way with you."

"Not…if I can do it first," Gabriel said, and pushed himself forward, and in one swift move flipped onto his stomach, so he was face to face with his surprised lover.

"Woah…this oil in the water sure makes things interesting," Sawyer said, as he looked into the green eyes of his love.

"Don’t it just!" Gabriel said, "Saves on lube too."

"Yes it does," Sawyer said, "You ready to go in?"

"Yes," Gabriel said without hesitation. It wasn't their usual routine, Sawyer usually was the top, but he wasn't about to pass up the invitation.

"Let me get a bit more comfy here," Sawyer said, spreading his legs apart a bit more, and gripping the sides of the tub.

Gabriel guided his own penis towards his lover's opening, and then pushed slowly in, the water and oil easing his entry. "You okay?"

"Oh, yeah," Sawyer said, closing his eyes, "You can move, you know. I won't break."

"God forbid," Gabriel said, chuckling, as he began to rock back and forth slowly, afraid to slip on the wet surface.

"I've got you, I won't let you fall," Sawyer said, moving his hands to Gabriel's shoulders to anchor him.

"I love…love you," Gabriel said, as he started rocking faster, each thrust going deeper each time.

Sawyer didn’t respond, choosing instead to concentrate on the wonderful feeling of being filled by his lover, and becoming one. Gabriel was a master at hitting his prostate with almost each thrust, and he was trying to keep him going as long as he could.

It was almost five minutes later when an exhausted Gabriel managed to say through gritted teeth, "I…I can't hold it…any more." So saying, he released his load into his lover.

***

"Are you still awake?" Sawyer asked as he spooned behind Gabriel, both of them wrapped in matching terry cloth robes.

"Barely…" Gabriel said around a yawn.

"I did something today. I hope you like it…it…it just came up…and I thought…I thought…"

"Honey, you are babbling," Gabriel said, "Whatever it is, I am sure I will like it, if you thought I would. What is it?"

"Well, I know you have been bored just being at home most of the day…"

"I don’t mind…I like keeping house for you," Gabriel protested.

"But it's not what you should be doing," Sawyer said, "You are so talented, you have so much to give. So when this came up…I thought of you right away."

"Well, will you tell me already," Gabriel said, "You are driving me crazy."

"The hospital is opening a free clinic right next door to the hospital. Suzanne and Robyn are going to be in charge of it, but they need someone to manage it day to day, and I thought…well…with you having had some medical experience…"

Gabriel turned around in Sawyer's arms, so they were face to face, and looked at him in surprise, "Only in the jungles of Mexico…I am not qualified…"

"You are uniquely qualified," Sawyer said seriously, "You are a caring, compassionate man. You are organized to a fault and you love helping people. Both Suzanne and Robyn thought it was a great idea. What do you think?"

"I think I could not love you anymore than I do at this moment," Gabriel said, his eyes shinning with unshed tears.

"Why are you crying?" Sawyer said, as he gently ran his thumb over a tear.

"Because, I am the happiest I have ever been in my entire life. I love you more than words can say," Gabriel said, and kissed him deeply.

"Happy Valentine's Day, my love," Sawyer said, hugging him as Gabriel rested his head on his shoulder.

"Happy Valentine's Day, beloved."