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His Heart	By : GrumpyWriter Category: 1 through F > Charmed Views: 10140 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Still at the time of the flashback just in the morning. Story taking a different route then first intended (both of them kinda are) but hey we�re just here to read about adult stuff right? Right. Remember one-track mind. Sorry. Oh sorry there is some hurting in this chapter just not intentional.
He could hear Chris in the shower and decided that he should be up by the time he got back into the bedroom. He had promised Chris that he would heal Victor today and he had no intension of breaking that promise. Even for sleep, which he didn�t get last night between dealing with Leo and a few other Elders and watching Chris sleep. Oh yah, he�d be a cranky one today. Snuggling into the bed he decided that maybe just a few more minutes and then probably Chris would get him up.

Chris quietly opened the door to his room. Wyatt was still lying on the bed under the tangled sheets. How the hell did he do that? He was gone for 10 minutes and Wyatt had wrapped the blankets so tightly around him Chris was astonished that he could breath. Moving over to the bed he knelt down so he could see his brother�s face. Form his emotions Wyatt was trying to wake up and go back to sleep at the same time. It was cute.

Getting back up he moved to his closet and started to get dressed. Wyatt�s eyes sprang open the moment he heard Chris drop his towel. Watching the little one he felt bad that he had caused some of the burses that marred his tanned skin. Wait a minute how did his shy little conservative brother end up with a tanned butt. Chris jumped at the sound he Wyatt made at the back of his throat. A half growl/sigh that showed appreciation for the view offered.

Dark hair still dripping wet, blue jeans still undone and slightly off his hips, no shirt, made a very edible angel. Chris started to blush when he noticed Wyatt hadn�t taken his eyes off of his body. He wasn�t used to people looking at him this way. He was the loner at school in blue jeand bnd baggy t-shirts or sweatshirts. The one you talked to if the teacher put you in a group with him and no other time.

Wyatt kicked off the sheets. All night he had managed not to get tangled up yet Chris walks out for a shower and poof they try to strangle him. Getting up and walking over to his brother he almost laughed at Chris backing up. It wasn�t in fear. No, Chris orbs if he�s afraid. It was like he was just unsure of everything. Which was a very Chris thing to be. Smile Wyatt watched his little brother�s eyes take in him. The blush wasn�t going away. If anything Chris was getting hotter.

Pinning him up against the wall Wyatt started to french him again. Hand tangled in his blond hair telling him that Chris loved this. Either that or Wyatt loved this enough for both of them. Wyatt did adore empathy, even if the twice-blessed child didn�t have it.

Kissing him deeper he heard an alarm go off in the other room. Groaning he pulled back from Chris. The boy was panting and mewing at the loss of contact. His eyes were half closed and cheeks still red. Biting his bottom lip to keep it away from Chris he knew this wasn�t fair to the cherub. He had made a promise and would not break it. Anyways, he had all afternoon to play with Chris and figure out what other sounds he made.

�I need you to let go of my hair Chris. I need to have a shower.� Panting himself he hated to leave Chris like this. Later though Chris will understand why and thank him. But defiantly not now because kissing the throat was not letting go of hair. Chris started to follow the trail that Wyatt had shown him last night on his own collarbone and was doing a damn good impression.

He only moved his mouth away to do one thing �I need you.� Wyatt felt his dick stand up at attention from that one. He had thought that Chris was too innocent to ever think these thought but he was here, fulfilling a fantasy of Wyatt�s. Wait it was one of his.

Pulling back form the slighter one he tried to get him to look up. Wyatt was a good foot taller the Chris still and Chris was doing his best to try to cuddle into him. Mewing some more as Wyatt untangled himself from the kitten realizing that Chris� empathicness did have a few drawbacks. Like even if you thought about a ragging hard-on you were liable to give one to him of you kissed him. This wasn�t fair. He would have to wait and keep Chris waiting while dealing with gramps.

Glancing over at the clock they had a little over a half an hour before they needed to leave to pick up Victor. Well Wyatt did need a cold shower and Chris would probably do well to have another one.

Kissing down Chris' back he pressed him into the shower wall. It had taken so long to get the jeans off that he was sure there were gremlins some where with crazy glue laughing. Under the spray Chris� tanned muscles seemed to react to every drop of water like a caress.

Oh god he could barely keep himself in check long enough to half prepare Chris. Using the soap in place of oil he lathered himself and Chris up. Pressing the tip to Chris opening he steadied both of them and pushed in.

Immediately regretting it. Chris clenched around him at the intrusion. His body curled away from Wyatt trying to find a way to escape the pain. And worse yet if he had torn Chris the soap would sting like hell. Shit he had done it now.

Pulling slowly back out until he stopped when he could see blood. Fuck this wasn�t right. Chris was in pain and he was still hard. Maybe he could�No that was definitely not right.

Distract Chris from the pain. His mind started to clear up. Get him thinking about something else so you can see how much damage you've done stupid. Okay how to distract him. Well...

Reaching around to Chris' front he took hold of his shaft. Pulling His body against his own he started pumping the cock in an even rhythm to take the teen's attention from his backside. Speeding up to seemed to be working. Chris was relaxing and uncurling.

Then all of a sudden his hips shot back. Engulfing Wyatt's dick again. The sound from Chris was a moan and a whimper that was so errotic that Wyatt could help but pull back and push again to hear it once more. Keeping up his pace with his right hand he pressed the palm of his left against the cool tiles. Each time he thrust into Chris he pushed Chris into his hand and caused a mix of pleasurable pain that one so young would never have known before.

Doing this neither lasted long. With one final thrust he fisted Chris' cock tight enough to bruise the sensitive flesh and came at the same time.

Grabbing the jeans off the floor Wyatt raced through getting dressed they had about two minutes to orb over to Victor�s apartment complex if they wanted to make it on time. Stupid, stupid idea of his. Fun but stupid. Running downstairs he saw Chris waiting patiently by the front door for him, standing. God he was an asshole. He hadn�t even healed him from last night and now the shower. Walking up to Chris he pulled him into a hug and let his hand trail down to where he knew the little one would be sore. Healing it seemed to do wonders for Chris since he appeared to relax and snuggle into Wyatt again.

Smiling down at Chris Wyatt kissed him once more. �We can�t tell Gramps about this you know.� He noticed Chris� smile fade. �He�s mortal and wouldn�t understand our bond.� Chris was starring at their shoes. Wyatt could almost get hard again. A lost little child wanting to show the world something he cherished. He kept himself on check. They were running late as it is. �Well go over and heal him and then come home and talk some more. Then maybe I could start to teach you some new magic that I think you might like.�

Nodding Chris was willing to accept this for now.

Chris was basically dancing. After dropping off Victor he couldn�t keep it in any longer. The only reason he had for so long was that he didn�t want to tire out gramps. But now it was just the two of them in the manor and he was happy. Wyatt hadn�t seen his brother so excited since before the Event. He could power San Francisco off the half-breed right now. It was also contagious. He didn�t know if it was Chris channeling it to everyone or just plain coincidence but since this morning everyone they met had been in a very good mood. It even was seeping into him. He saw right now what he wanted Chris to be forever, happy because of something Wyatt did.

Then he heard it, the jingle. It was meant for Chris� ears by the sound of it but they always knew when the other was being summoned. But they weren�t used to Chris being summoned without Wyatt. Chris just looked confused for a moment before starting to orb. �Wait!� Chris reformed quickly and starred at his brother waiting for him to continue.

�Don�t go up there okay Chris.� The look his brother gave him was that he was insane.

�They want to talk to us about something. Are you curious?� Leave it to Chris not to notice that it wasn�t meant for Wyatt too. Taking a deep breath he thought of how to explain this to Chris.

�Chris, the Elders, they�� okay lying was out of the question, not without a blocker for Chris� powers. �They don�t understand what�how much I love you.� Looking at his brother he saw him consider this just as he was forcibly orbed �up �there�. Cursing Wyatt tried to follow finding he was blocked from the clouds.

-tbc

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