Wild West AU Dream: Rainbow Ranch

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The ranch was quiet at night. The house was dark, but light showed along the edges of the covered windows of the bunk house. There wasn't much noise, mostly the sounds of coyotes howling in the nearby hills and the horses moving around in the barn. A storm was moving in, and most of the cattle had been moved closer to the barn and wooded area nearby so they could ride out the worst of the wind.

The barn itself appeared dark, but if one went inside, they could see the faint glow from a lantern shining on the ceiling above the back corner of the hay loft. Up in that corner, Jason was curled up on a bedroll, a kettle of coffee nearby kept warm by the thick towls and hay around it. A cup of cooling liquid was on the floor beside him, forgotten while he wrote in his journal.

The journal was a small book with a leather cover and hand bound pages. It had kept him sane during the first few dark months after Rose's death and Jasia and Jase's leavings. The first Christmas had been the hardest, Gabe had refused to decorate or even admit that the holiday was happening. This last one had been better, Gabe actually smiling when recieving his gifts from Jason and Scud. After things had settled down and Jason had gotten used to the routine, it had become a habit to write in the journal.

Getting used to the routine had taken a while, and the first time or two that Scud had shown up to share Gabe's bed, the older man had to pull Jason aside and tell him what was going on. Jason had picked up on the signs quickly after that, giving both men a nod and a smile whenever Scud would darken the doorway, then leave them alone. He'd quickly decided after the first night that he was better off not being in the house when Scud came by, because the sounds only added to the images in his head, and he was sure that the ranch hand wasn't the type to invite anyone else into the bed.

Very rarely did he leave the ranch though, and most of those nights were spent up here, in the hayloft. Finished with his writing for now, Jason set the book and lead aside, then laid back against the hay bale. He wondered what had happened to Jasia, she had just up and disappeared and no one had heard a word from her. Jase wrote occasionally, his last letter telling about the ranch he had signed on with up in Montana and the troubles going on up there. He didn't expect it to last, Jase never stayed anywhere more than a few months, unable to settle down after losing his girl. Jason expected that his brother would be mourning Rose until he died.

Moving the now cold cup next to the lantern, Jason blew out the lantern and curled in his bedroom, not going to sleep, but thinking in the darkness.

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His head was spinning. Gabe was here instead of at the house, giving fuel to far to many fantasies he'd had in this hayloft.

Groaning and arching up against Gabe, the tug of his hair painful, but a good pain. Pulling on Gabe's shirt, pulling the man against him, his knees bending, jean clad thighs rubbing against his lover's hips.

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This was wrong. Jason wasn't some cheap tramp to be taken like this; hidden in the hayloft for a quick fuck. But he was there, clinging to him and cradling him close.

Groaning, mouth sliding along his jaw, biting and suckling at Jason's throat as his free hand slid up, yanking his shirt free from his pants.

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"Fuck, Gabe." Moaning out the words softly, the other man's hand hot against his skin. Needing to feel Gabe's skin against his, tugging hard on the other man's shirt.

"Need it, Gabe."

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"Need what?" Growling out the words with another tug on that gorgeous mane he idolized. "Tell me."

Snapping at his throat once more before wriggling to get the shirt off. Changing his hold, not letting Jason go as he gets of his own shirt and then, impatiently, rips open the front of his lover's.

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"F-fuck me." Voice catching when his shirt is ripped open, mentally cursing himself and glad he'd left the lantern out. Almost two years, and he still blushed when saying those words, but he was sure that Gabe could feel it.

His hands fumble with the buttons on his jeans, tugging them open before reaching for Gabe's.

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"Oh god.' Groaning out the words, not sure what turned him on more. Jason saying them or the way he reacted. This wasn't some whore, some cheap slut. This was a good man who willingly laid with him, made love to him, loved him.

Panting as he felt air on his hip, letting go of Jason long enough to kick off his boots and wriggle out of his jeans. Grabbing Jason's boots, yanking them off, one at a time and then jerking on the hem of his jeans.

"Don't want to hurt you,' he whispered, but the reason was clear. He was feeling aggressive and needy and that scared him.

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He could hear Gabe, but could only see vague shadows in the darkness. Jason didn't know whether or not he should be ashamed that it turned him on so much.

Pulling free of his shirt, then raising his hips and pushing at his jeans when Gabe pulls. Going still at Gabe's words, Jason is suprised he isn't glowing like a hot coal, he's blushing so badly.

"Salve, in my bag, bale on your left."

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Practically diving for the back, snarling as he tried to find the small container in the dark. Finally seizing it with a moan.

And then there is silence. Nothing until his fingers glide along the crack of Jason's ass, teasing his asshole with slicked fingers.

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Shaking, his hands clutching at the bedroll, pushing against Gabe's fingers. Biting his lip, trying to muffle his moans.

"More. Please. So much better..."

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Slowly pressing one finger into him, groaning at the tightness around him. Pausing, his other hand moving up to stroke Jason's thigh.

"Don't hold back? It's just us. Let me hear you.' And with that he began fucking that single digit into his lover.

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"Oh God. More. Please." Panting out the words, rocking against his lover's hand. With the darkness, this could have been a vivid dream or fantasy, but Gabe's heat and the stretch of muscles proved it wasn't. It was much better than a fantasy and his own fingers.

Not realising he'd said the last part out loud, the words mixed in with his pleading for more and harder.

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Growling now, loving that he could do this to him. That he could make this good, strong man mewl for him like a whore. Working a second finger into him, pumping them hard and fast into that tight hole to work him loose. Fingers twisting, scissoring, anything to make it easier for what he wanted.

His other hand moving to his prick, jerking him roughly with salve slicked fingers.

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It was too much, he was too close and he didn't want to finish like this. Reaching for Gabe even as he rocked up against the man's hands.

"Fuckmefuckmefuckme." Mewling, unashamedly begging for what he wanted.

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He needed to hear it. To hear Jason that open and ready; not just physically but mentally. Fingers pulled away as he slid up between Jason's thighs and hooked his legs over his arms.

"Mine." Snarling out the word as he gave his hips a sharp buck, driving himself deep into his lover.

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Bucking up, a hoarse cry ripped from him, Jason's hands fall to the floor, trying to find a hold. He loved this feeling, loved knowing it was Gabe inside of him.

"Yours." Whispering the words, his eyes searching for Gabe in the dark.

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Needy. Fucking insane with this man beneath him. Fucking him, nothing gentle or loving about it and yet it was his love that made him so desperate. To feel alive, to feel as if he were living, alive, in love.

Driving deeper, scooting forward until his knees where against Jason's ass, slamfucking into him without a thought but that this was them and they were together.

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Moving as much as he was able, writhing and bucking up against Gabe as much as possible. Panting, moaning out Gabe's name over and over.

Letting go of the bedroll, Jason wraps a hand around his cock, stroking himself quickly and roughly.

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Feeling that motion, knowing what his love was doing and groaning hard. Leaning down, moving over him to whisper softly.

"That's it. Come on, my dirty little boy. Stroke yourself for me. Come on, want you to cum for me, boy. Cum with my cock in your ass.'

Shaking, not from the effort but his words, feeling dirty and wicked and right.

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Whimpering at the words, the tone, a shiver running up his spine because of way his body was bent and taken.

Doing as he's told, his free hand reaching for Gabe, finding and tangling in the other man's hair.

"Fuck, gonna do it, gonna, GABE!" Yelling out his lover's name, tugging at his hair, body bowing as he cums.

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Yanking back on that hold. Not seeking to be free but loving to feel that hold, that Jason was hold tight as he came.

"Fuck yeah, mine. Fuck.' Groaning, not wanting to lose it. Not yet. Closing his eyes and gritting his teeth as one hand slithered between them. Not slowing, bucking hard as he gathered Jason's spunk and brought it to his lips. Licking it off as he whimpered. "Not yet not yet not yet."

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Panting, small whimpering sounds as Gabe kept fucking him, his legs weakly tightening on the man's shoulders. Felt Gabe's fingers moving across him, groaning when he realised what his lover was doing.

"Please, Gabe, want it." His words whispered and his voice shaky.

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Barely hearing those words, for a moment registering nothing but the slick, hot feel of that still spasming ass around him. But then, in degrees, it broke through and he moaned.

"Anything for you.'

And with that he drive deep and hard. Once. Twice. A third time before his body shoke and trembled with his release.

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Groaning when he feels it, his hand sliding from Gabe's hair to grab hold of his own leg. Shaky, weak, his legs sliding down his lover's arms.

"Love you."

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Collapsing against Jason, panting hard and fast as he gathers him into his arms. Holding him tight, kissing along his jaw, his cheek, finally kissing his mouth hard.

"Love you, Jason Schuyler."

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Closing his eyes, hiding his face against Gabe's shoulder, Jason tries not to think.

It's like trying to stop a stampede on foot by yourself, impossible. That same thoughts run through his head now, just like everytime before. How much he loves this man. How he'll do anything for him.

How he wished things were different for them. He hated having to keep things out of sight, having to pretend they were only good friends. But it was necessary, for the ranch's livelyhood.

For Gabe's safety, and his own.

So, he cherished moments like this, when he could just hold Gabe close without worry of someone finding them.

He just wished they could happen in the light as well as the dark.

Sighing, he pushed the thoughts away, softly kissing Gabe's shoulder.

"Scud gonna be upset at you?"