by Orithain
"You heard me. We should take a family trip."
"Nathan is not family!" Vic yelled.
"Nathan is my choice!" Allegra yelled as she came in the
front door in time to hear her brother's comment. "Get over
yourself, Moose!"
"He's a freak!"
"So are you!"
Mac rolled his eyes and sat down, knowing from experience
that it was futile to try to get a word in edgewise when the
Mansfield siblings were yelling at each other. He looked up
as a noise caught his attention, and he bit back a groan when
he saw Nathan creeping in behind Allegra, trying to keep his
distance from the combatants.
"Don't knock the tree over!" Mac suddenly yelped when
Allegra, who was gesticulating wildly, got a little too close
to the decorated tree in front of the living room window.
Nathan shot a scared look over his shoulder, apparently
wondering if he was about to be flattened by a falling tree,
and scurried to Mac's side. "I tried to tell her," he
whispered to Mac, "I don't even know how to ski!"
Mac started to laugh. "Just like her brother, isn't she? Once
either of them has an idea in those pretty but stubborn
heads, nothing distracts them, not even facts."
"I heard that," Vic growled before yelling at Allegra again.
"You should be dating a man, not a mouse! Hell, a woman
would be better!"
"Do I interfere in what you and Mac do?" Allegra yelled right
back. "No! So leave me and Nathan alone. You're not my
mother!"
"I can vouch for that," Mac muttered sotto voce.
"You are not helping," Vic snarled at his hapless lover
while Nathan cringed behind Mac.
"You're acting like an ass, Vic," Mac retorted. "Allegra's an
adult, and she can date whomever she pleases." He gave Nathan
a wry glance, in truth no more impressed with Allegra's
choice than Vic was though it didn't inspire him to the same,
near-homicidal frenzy.
Vic snarled again and stomped upstairs to the bedroom,
slamming the door hard enough to make the walls vibrate.
Sighing, Mac shook his head. "Your bags in your car?" When
they nodded, he said, "Give me a few minutes to calm him down
and then we'll go. You might as well wait in the car so he
doesn't start all over again when we come down."
Once Mac had disappeared upstairs, Nathan tried again to
reason with his girlfriend. "Maybe this isn't such a good
idea," he started only to be cut off.
"We've been looking forward to this trip, and we're not going
to let my brother's idiocy ruin it for us," she snapped.
Nathan wondered if there would be any point to reminding her
that she'd only told him about the trip the night before and
he'd told her that he'd never skied in his life, but seeing
the expression in her eyes, he knew it would be a waste of
breath. "Yes, Allegra," he sighed, bending to pick up the two
bags, presumably Vic and Mac's, that waited by the door,
hoping that being helpful would prevent Vic from killing him.
It had taken Mac a little longer than he'd anticipated to
calm Vic down and coax him back out of the bedroom, but they
were finally on their way, and Vic had even let him drive his
beloved truck. The other couple was following them in
Allegra's car, none of them eager to spend the trip crammed
together into one vehicle.
"Is Nathan really so terrible?" Mac asked gently after
several minutes of silence.
"He thinks I'm a Prince of the Universe or some such
nonsense! He's insane, Mac! Alice deserves better."
"But she wants him. And the more you try to change her mind,
the more she's going to dig her heels in, Vic. She's just as
stubborn as you are."
"I am not stubborn!"
Mac just looked at him.
"I'm not," Vic repeated, practically pouting.
"Uh huh. Look, grit your teeth and be nice to the guy. It
won't kill you, and it may prevent Allegra from killing you.
And if we're really lucky, once you stop giving her an
authority figure to defy, she'll lose interest in the
fruitcake."
"Oh."
"Are you sure I can't push him off the side of the mountain?"
Vic growled to Mac.
"I doubt he'll make it up the mountain!" Mac retorted,
watching Allegra patiently explain yet again what Nathan
should be doing. "We're going to go take a run," he called
over, waiting till Allegra raised a hand in acknowledgement
to tug Vic toward the ski lift.
"C'mon, they're never going to get off the kiddy slope. I
want to ski. What harm could they come to there?"
Vic reluctantly followed, admitting that Mac had a point. And
he wanted to do some skiing as much as Mac did. "We check on
them after each run."
"Sure," Mac shrugged. "I'm willing to bet they haven't moved
an inch. How long do you think Allegra'll hold out before
they go back inside and sit by the fire?"
"Could be a while. She really does like to ski, but I don't
think she's going to get Nathan down a slope anytime in this
lifetime. But she hates to give up."
"Like someone else I could mention."
Vic glared at him until Mac leaned over and kissed him
breathless, pulling back just in time for them to get off the
lift at the top. He smirked when Vic wobbled a bit as they
moved toward the top of the run.
"Nice to see I still make your knees go weak."
"So does the flu!"
"Oh, so now I'm a disease? Nice there, Vic." Mac stuck his
lower lip out slightly, mentally counting.
"I am not that much of a pushover." Vic eyed the fake pout,
reminding himself that only a sap would give in that easily.
The lip trembled slightly.
"Shit!" Vic pulled Mac into his arms and kissed him, starting
with a nip at that temptingly outthrust lip. "Why don't we go
back to the cabin for a while?"
"What about Allegra and Nathan?" Mac couldn't resist teasing.
Vic hesitated and then shrugged. "They'll be fine on their
own for a while," he replied, voice throaty as he stared
hungrily at Mac.
"Smart man." Mac kissed him quickly before suddenly pushing
off, heading down the slope, his laughter trailing behind
him.
"Brat," Vic chuckled as he followed, chasing his partner all
the way back to the cabin.
Once inside, Vic pounced, shoving Mac against the wall and
ravishing his mouth while their hands moved frantically,
unzipping and peeling away their outerwear.
"Bedroom," Mac panted between kisses. "Don't want the kiddies
to walk in on us."
Vic shuddered at the thought of Nathan interrupting them, but
not even that was enough to distract him from a half-naked
Mac. "Yes," he agreed, backing toward their room, never
letting go of his lover. "Want you." He nuzzled against Mac's
chest, biting at his nipples before straightening up and
stepping into the room.
"You have me." Mac watched him undress as he followed Vic
into the room, shutting and locking the door behind him. As
Vic's sweater and turtleneck hit the floor, he moved closer,
a thumb going to Vic's chest to flick the pierced nipple,
rubbing lightly over one of the Ms at the ends of the
barbell. "And you're mine too."
"Sap," Vic chuckled. "Who knew there was a closet romantic
under that annoying, bratty exterior?" Finally naked, he
yanked the covers down and crawled onto the bed, sprawling in
the center as he lazily stroked himself.
"Say that again and I'll have to shoot you."
"A bullet's not what I want piercing me."
Mac stopped in his tracks and gaped at Vic. "What? Have you
been reading off that Internet porn site again?"
"Yup," Vic replied before giving into his laughter. "Oh God,
your face!" he howled, arms wrapped around his middle as he
nearly cried with mirth.
"Hey, there's only room for one smart ass in this
relationship!" Mac shed the rest of his clothes and slid onto
the bed, spooning up behind Vic. "You're supposed to be the
mature one, remember?"
"Oh yeah," Vic murmured, back arching to thrust his ass back
against Mac's erection. "You gonna punish me now?"
Chuckling, Mac bit the nape of Vic's neck while his thumb
again flicked Vic's nipple piercing. "Nope, just gonna fuck
you till you can't talk anymore."
"Oh good." Vic's hand rose to cover Mac's, pressing it to his
chest while he writhed against the hot length nestled between
his cheeks. "Want you, Mac, please," he panted.
"Right here, babe," Mac replied, reaching over to the
nightstand for the tube they'd put in the drawer as soon as
they arrived. Neither man had the patience for foreplay, both
suddenly starved for each other, and it was the work of
moments to prepare Vic and slide inside him, wrenching deep
groans of satisfaction from both.
Vic lay pressed against Mac, motionless aside from his chest
heaving as he panted for air and his inner muscles clenching
and relaxing around the shaft impaling him. "Feel so good,"
he moaned, eyes closing as he concentrated on the sensations
filling him.
"Yeah, you do," Mac agreed, withdrawing the tiniest bit and
pushing forward again, only to repeat the movement again and
again, withdrawing farther each time until he was driving
nearly his full length in and out of Vic's body with every
stroke. He felt Vic reach for his own cock and caught a wrist
in each hand, drawing Vic's hands back up to his chest. He
peered over Vic's shoulder, smiling smugly when he saw Vic
twist and tug at his nipples and heard the soft whimpers. He
absolutely loved how sensitive Vic's nipples were, sometimes
making him come from nipple play alone, loving how wild Vic
got before he was finally able to climax.
He could see the pre-come dripping from Vic's neglected
erection, feel the tremors wracking the muscular body wrapped
in his embrace, and he groaned, slamming harder into Vic.
"Come," he started to chant, needing to make Vic come first
before he could stop fighting to hold on to his own control.
"Oh God, fuck, more!" Vic wailed, trembling on the brink of
climax, desperate for it, both loving and hating how well Mac
knew his body and how he could play him. Suddenly he felt
Mac's teeth on the back of his neck again, the slight pain
making him cry out and clench around Mac's cock as he came,
semen covering his stomach as his body spasmed.
Mac groaned Vic's name through his teeth, riding the rippling
convulsions of his lover's climax, continuing to drive in and
out of Vic ever faster until he came as well, buried in Vic's
clinging heat.
They lay together, neither wanting to move, breathing slowly
resuming a calmer rhythm. "Merry Christmas, babe," Mac
finally murmured. "Love you."
Too tired to speak, Vic rumbled a wordless assent, drawing
Mac's arms more tightly around himself, not even caring when
he heard Allegra and Nathan coming into the cabin. Mac made
even that bearable. He fell asleep with a smile on his face.
Getting Away from It All
ou want me to do what?" Vic stared at Mac in disbelief,
wondering if he was hallucinating.
