by E. M. Leya
"No, but she could be."
"Yeah, she could be, and that's why I wanted you to know everything going on. Even if it's just simple things. Bryon's wrong to not let you know."
"Thank you. I want to know. I mean, it's hard. It gives me more hope, and I know that is dangerous, because I could really be let down if it's nothing, but as you saw tonight, I need all the hope I can get. Every day that goes by, it gets harder to believe that she's still alive, that I'll ever get to hold her again."
"Never give up. I won't let you. Until the day comes you have proof one way or the other, you have to have hope, you have to fight to find her."
"I'm sorry you walked in on me like this."
"I'm not. I wish you would have called me. I was going to call the other day, after your dinner with your mom, but I got busy. Had I known this was all going on, I would have been here."
"Honestly, I handed the file to Bryon and tried to forget about it. I've never been a huge believer in that kind of stuff. Jill was. She loved learning and reading about all kinds of stuff like that. She watched all those ghost shows on TV. It was never my thing. I thought the lady was nuts, but then she didn't ask for anything in return, then she mentioned you. It was enough to make me wonder."
"All we can do now is wait. Bryon will make sure he checks it all out." Xander offered Matt his hand. "Got any ice cream?"
Matt laughed. "Yeah, bought some more today. It's a new kind, want to try it?"
"Sounds good." Linking his hand with Matt's he led him out of the room, hoping that someday Faith might join them for ice cream and all of this would be nothing more than bad memories.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
"What are you doing?" Matt opened his eyes, looking down his body to where Xander was teasing the head of his cock with his tongue.
"I was hungry." Xander sucked the head between his lips then released it.
"And this is what you were craving?" Matt closed his eyes as Xander palmed his balls.
"It's part of what I'm craving." Xander took Matt's cock deeper into his mouth, working his lips up and down the shaft.
"Fuck, you can have this anytime you want." Matt tried to relax and enjoy the pleasure Xander was giving him, but it was so intense he tensed as he lifted his hips, feeding his cock deeper into Xander's throat. "You're so good at this."
Xander hummed around him, continuing what he was doing, going deeper, and his lips tightening even more around him.
"Turn so I can play too." Matt reached out and tapped Xander's naked hip.
Xander turned, going up on his knees, straddling Matt's chest. His cock was already hard, his heavy balls hanging down, perfectly in position for Matt to lift his head and lick over them. He didn't try reaching for Xander's cock, that wasn't really what he wanted right now. He was more interested in the perfectly rounded ass that was inches from his face.
Matt teased Xander's balls for several minutes, sucking and licking over them, enjoying the soft moans that vibrated around his cock each time he scraped his teeth over Xander's sensitive flesh. Sliding one hand over the soft skin of Xander's ass, he smiled as he slid his finger down the crack of his ass and over the hole.
Xander groaned, causing Matt's cock to jerk.
Lifting his head, he pulled Xander's ass closer to him, finally able to reach his ass and slide his tongue over the same spot his finger had been. He loved Xander's hard body, the muscles and the ink turned him on more than he would ever admit, surprising him, because he'd never found himself attracted to men like Xander before.
Even his ass was covered in ink, the lines and curves of tribal art playing over the arcs, giving Matt something to trace with his fingers as he buried his mouth hard against Xander's ass and started to tease. He licked and sucked against him, loving the way Xander's body trembled over his own.
Once he had him wet, Matt eased back against the pillows, using his fingers to open Xander up and probe inside him. With the intense sucking Xander was doing on his cock, and the look of his ass spreading around his fingers, Matt struggled to not lose control. He wanted to bury himself deep inside Xander and fuck him as hard as he could until they both came.
Xander's mouth was like fire around his cock, sucking and pulling against him as he hit just the right areas with his tongue to add just enough intensity to cause Matt to nearly lose his mind.
He fucked Xander hard with his fingers, stretching him open as Xander pushed back against them.
Enough was enough, he couldn't wait anymore. "Need inside you." Matt bucked his hips, nearly coming as Xander pulled his mouth off him with a pop.
"Condom?" Xander asked.
"Nightstand." He had to go out and buy a box after realizing that sex between them was going to be an ongoing thing.
Xander turned and reached for the nightstand. Once he had the condom out, he ripped it open and smiled as he rolled it down Matt's cock. "Stay just like that."
Matt didn't move as Xander grabbed the lube, first covering Matt's cock with it before dripping it over his fingers and moving them to his own ass. Matt struggled to breathe as he watched Xander's fingers press into himself. "Fuck, that is so hot."
Xander laughed as he pulled his fingers free and moved to straddle Matt's body. He positioned himself just over Matt's cock. "Better than coffee first thing in the morning."
Matt laughed as he held the base of his cock, brushing the head over Xander's ass. He groaned as Xander slowly lowered onto him, taking him deep inside. Once he was all the way settled, Xander bent and kissed Matt gently.
"Give me your hands." Xander lifted his out.
Matt linked hands with Xander, his cock throbbing as Xander lifted off his knees and went to his feet, squatting over him as he started to move. There was no slow start, no easing into things. Xander rode him hard, slapping his ass down, then raising quickly back up before doing it again as he balanced himself using Matt's hands.
Matt tried to thrust up, but it ruined the flow of their movements, so he just gave in and let Xander do all the work. Needing to do something, he managed to hold both of Xander's hands in one of his, so he could reach out and stroke Xander's cock as it bounced in front of him.
"Fuck!" Xander's head arched back as Matt's fist worked over him. "You're going to make me come."
"That's the idea." Matt laughed, his own orgasm building in his balls.
This was a new position for them, and one that Matt was loving. He was always worried he was taking Xander too hard, but it was clear by the way Xander was slamming his ass down against him, hard was exactly what he liked and needed. That was fine with Matt. He loved it rough and wild. He stroked Xander faster, sliding his hand over the head, drawing the precum down with his palm, coating him to ease the movement of his hand. "Xan, you better be close because I can't hold…." Matt's orgasm rushed through him and he cried out, his body tensing, his cock pulsing, and his heart racing as he came.
Unlike when he was on top, he couldn't stop the motion and give his cock a chance to recover. Xander kept moving, sliding his ass up and down him, milking him for every drop. The pleasure was almost painful as he gripped Xander's cock tighter, wanting him to feel the same pleasure of release.
"Faster!" Xander cried, his neck muscles tightening as his ass started to clamp around Matt's already spent cock. "Oh fuck, holy shit. I'm…" Xander grunted as his body stilled, dropping to his knees again as his cock blew, hot streams of come shooting out over Matt's stomach.
"Fuck that was amazing." Xander fell forward, his head resting on Matt's shoulder.
"Yeah, it was." Matt wrapped one arm around Xander as his cock slipped free from his ass. "What a way to wake up in the morning."
Xander laughed. "I was wondering how long it would take. I'd been teasing you a good five minutes. I was starting to worry I'd lost my touch."
"Oh no. You still have it." Matt sighed. "Now I want a nap."
"Me too." Xander rolled to his side, stopping to strip the condom off Matt's cock before flopping bac
k down beside him.
"It's a good thing our job doesn't make us work normal hours." Matt glanced at the clock, seeing it was after ten in the morning. He had been drained when he went to bed, emotionally burned out after breaking down, then trying to digest the fact that at least some of the information the psychic had given was real.
"Yeah, I'd never make it working a nine-to-five." Xander sighed.
"You know, when I signed up, Bryon told me how much I'd get paid, but I never thought to ask, who pays us? Where does the money come from?"
Xander rolled to his side, going up on one arm as he looked down at Matt. "Are you sure you want to know?"
"Do I?" Matt narrowed his eyes. "Is it legal?"
"Um, technically, no."
Matt sighed. "How bad?"
"I personally don't think it's bad at all. It's not a secret Bryon keeps from the team. We all know. I'm sure he just wanted to get you hooked on the job before telling you everything."
Matt rolled to his side, so he was facing Xander, resting a hand on his tattooed hip. "Okay, let's hear this." He caressed his fingers gently over the skin, hoping whatever he was about to find out wasn't so horrible he would have to quit working for the team. The money was nice, but so was the job itself. He loved knowing he was saving people.
"Well, Carter might work his magic and rearrange some of the pedophile's bank accounts a bit. He might transfer some money here, and some there. He claims there is no way to trace it all. From what they say, Bryon and he invest the money, then draw our weekly wages off that. I've never really dug into how they do it all, but honestly, I have no issue taking money from these assholes anyway. I'm just glad that Carter or Bryon know what they are doing when it comes to investments. I enjoy those payments every Friday."
Matt sucked on his bottom lip, thinking it all over. He really didn't feel guilty about where his money was coming from. If the pedophiles had the money still, they would probably use it to groom, buy, or manipulate children one way or another. "I guess that's not so bad. I mean, it isn't legal, but I've seen what some of these assholes do with the money. I've seen the sex trafficking and the parties and other things they do. If taking their money might stop this while helping us to find them, then I'm all for it."
Xander nodded. "That's the way I feel about it too."
Matt leaned over and kissed Xander softly. "Thanks for being so honest, especially last night. You were right to tell me about the case, even if it's just a small thing, it is something. I'll talk to Bryon later today or tomorrow and let him know I do want all the facts." Matt stretched. "Probably tomorrow. Today I'm not feeling like doing much. Do you have a job tonight?"
"No, I'm actually leaving town day after tomorrow to do a sting in Texas. Kasey, Dyson, and I are all headed there. There are eight kids being held and four adults at all times securing them. We'll be back in the area a couple of days after."
"There's four of them and only three of you?" Matt didn't want to examine the wave of fear that went through him at the thought that Xander might get hurt. Honestly, any of them, but it was Xander that he was most concerned about.
"We'll be okay. We've done it before. We'd like to add a few members to the team, but as you can guess, this isn't a job we can post a notice online about, and even then, not many people would be willing to do what we do. It takes a strong mind and stomach some days."
"Yeah, I couldn't do it." Matt still got nauseated thinking about exactly what Xander did to people. He wasn't upset by it by any means, but he had trouble with the visual of the whole thing. There would be no way he could do it or even watch it in person.
Matt's phone buzzed on the nightstand, and he rolled picking it up. "It's Bryon," he said to Xander before answering, "hello?"
"Hey, Matt, I was wondering if you could come to the house. We've got some information for you." Bryon sounded more serious and professional than he usually did.
"It's about Faith?" Matt sat up straight in bed.
Xander sat up beside him, his hand going to Matt's thigh.
"We'll talk when you get in here, there are some leads we need to discuss, but it's best we do it in person," Bryon told him.
"Is she there?" Matt glanced at Xander, his heart pounding at what Bryon could need to talk about.
"We'll talk when you get here. Do I need to send someone to pick you up?" Bryon's tone changed to concerned.
"No, no, it's okay. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Matt climbed out of bed.
"Make it twenty, don't speed. What we have to talk about isn't urgent enough to get yourself killed. Get here safe," Bryon warned.
"I'll be there." Matt hung up, pulling on a pair of pants, ignoring the dried cum on his stomach as he buttoned them up and glanced over at Xander. "He says he needs to talk to me. It has to be about Faith, right?"
"I assume—" The sound of Xander's phone ringing interrupted what he was going to say. He picked it up and nodded to Matt. "It's Bryon. Hello?"
Matt continued to get dressed as he tried to guess what Bryon was saying to Xander.
"Yeah, I'm on my way." Xander ended the call. "He asked me to come in for a team meeting."
"What does that mean?" Matt struggled to stay calm, his mind racing every which way.
"It doesn't mean anything. He calls these all the time. You've been called for them before, but the fact he didn't say team meeting to you, but that he had to talk to you makes me think this could be about Faith. We won't know until we get there." Xander pulled his shirt on.
"Fuck, I shouldn't hope this is something big, should I?" Matt moved to the bathroom that connected to his room and ran a brush through his hair before brushing his teeth.
"Hope isn't a bad thing, as long as if it ends up not going how you want, you don't let it crush you." Xander came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him from behind. "We'll deal with whatever it is he has to tell you. I can't see him calling you in to tell you it was a dead end. That's something he could easily say over the phone, but it could just be to tell you that more information has panned out. It doesn't mean he knows where Faith is or that he has confirmation she's alive. It just means he needs to talk about something. Don't let your mind go places until you have more information." Xander kissed Matt's neck before borrowing his brush.
Matt braced his hands on the bathroom sink. "I'm glad you're here. I'm not sure I could drive."
"Me too." Xander met his gaze in the mirror. "Now let's go. Bryon better have coffee waiting since we don't have time to make any." Xander swatted Matt's ass with the brush before dropping in on the bathroom counter and walking out.
Matt took a moment to shut the door and pee, but quickly finished and followed Xander out of the house and to his car.
As he sat down in the passenger seat, he tried to push back the feeling that this could be it. He could be minutes away from knowing where Faith was, but just as easily, he could be minutes away from still knowing nothing. If he could survive this, he could survive anything.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Xander pulled up in front of the team house, trying to think of anything to calm Matt's nerves. Honestly, there was nothing he could say because he didn't know any more than Matt did. He hoped that if Bryon felt the need to call them in this way, he would have some good news.
"You okay?" Xander asked, putting his cigarette out, then turning to Matt before they got out of the car.
"Yeah, I will be. I just hate not knowing, wondering." Matt pushed the passenger door open. "Let's go see what is going on."
Xander followed, fisting his beard nervously as they walked into the house, surprised when Bryon met them near the front window.
"I'm assuming you two were together since Xander wouldn't have had time to pick you up and get here this fast?" Bryon raised a brow.
"Save it for later." Xander snapped, not in the mood to deal with Bryon playing authoritarian. "Be glad I was. He wasn't in any shape to drive after your veiled request for him to come in."
"He wouldn'
t have assumed it was about Faith if you hadn't run off and told him about it, would he?" Bryon glared back at him.
"You know what, Bry? Just fuck off. You're not our father. You're just part of the team. We give you respect because you're the oldest member, but we don't need you telling us how to live our lives or deciding what is right or wrong. I'm sick of you playing god." Xander shoved past Bryon, glad to see Beau, Dyson, Becca, and Carter in the living room.
Matt followed, turning to Bryon once he was in the room. "Do you have news or not?"
"Kasey should be here any minute and we'll talk. Everyone needs to hear this." Bryon turned and headed down the hall to the geek cave.
Xander sighed, reaching out and pulling Matt to the couch by his side. As he rested his hand on Matt's thigh, he ignored the looks from the others as they watched them. "Does anyone know what this is about?" Xander looked at Carter, who was the one who would know the most out of the group.
"There's a lot to go over. It's best to wait." Carter looked at Matt. "It's good news," he said in a lower voice.
Beside him, Matt blew out a long breath, some of the tension leaving his body, but he still fisted his hands in his lap and tapped his foot nervously.
No one said a word as they waited, and when the front door opened, and Kasey walked in, the tension in the room increased.
"Bry, everyone's here," Carter called.
A few seconds later, Bryon and Trenton walked into the room.
"Thanks for coming on short notice." Bryon glanced at Trenton, then at the file in his hands, then back at Matt. "I'm sorry for being vague, but I needed you in a controlled environment when you heard the news. Faith is alive, and we know where she is being held."
Matt stood up. "She's alive?"
"She is, but that's all we know. We don't know her condition or what has happened to her." Bryon smiled. "But, we've confirmed it's her."
"Where?" Matt's hands shook.
Xander reached over and braced a hand on Matt's back, needing to support him somehow, though he doubted Matt even noticed.