Hoppy Easter

By Juli

April 2001


Derek Rayne looked up from his contemplation of an ancient text when the door to his study flew open.  With a bang, the solid wood door hit the opposing wall, hinges creaking in protest.  The sturdy form of his lover was framed in the entryway, a rather wild-eyed look on the ex-SEAL's face.

"Hide me," Nick panted, but before Derek could answer, the younger man darted into the room, closing the door softly behind him before scampering to crouch down behind Derek's chair.

"Nick, what's going on?"  The Precept asked, "you act as though a fiend is after you."

"Worse," Nick muttered before shushing his mate.  "Now, be quiet or she'll hear you."

Derek was about to ask who the "she" was when, for the second time in as many minutes, his door flew open. This time, it was Kristin standing there, a rather
fierce expression on her face.

"Okay, where is he?"  She asked, stalking into the room.

Derek assumed his most innocent expression. Kristin was a colleague but Nick, after all, was his love.  There was no question of covering for the other man. "Who?"

His subordinate all but snarled at him.  "Nick, that's who."

"I haven't a clue, I assure you.  Nick and I aren't joined at the hip." the Precept lied, hard-pressed not to lose it when he heard a snicker from behind his chair. They weren't joined at the hip, but the two lovers did use every conceivable opportunity to join their bodies in just about every other way imaginable, so it certainly wasn't for a lack of trying.  Seeing Kristin's _expression lighten a bit, he risked a question.  "What did he do this time?"

"This-!" She said, brandishing an object for Derek's examination.  It took a moment for Derek to figure out what the blond was holding, but eventually he realized that it was a chocolate Easter bunny.  Minus it's ears.  "Just look what he did to my chocolate bunny!"

"I see..." Derek said, hard-pressed not to laugh.

"You think that's funny?" Kristin's eyes narrowed as she looked at her leader.  Derek quickly wiped any expression of amusement off his face, giving her
another dose of the Rayne innocent look.  Obviously distracted, the young woman bought it.  "If you see Nick before I do, just tell him that he's going to
pay," she muttered, heading out the door and closing it behind her.

Once the coast was clear, Nick came out from behind the chair, laughing.  Derek shook just shook his head. "One of these days your sweet tooth is going to get
you into trouble. A wise man knows not to get between a woman and her chocolate."

Nick sobered. "Man, you aren't kidding.  How was I to know she was having PMS?  I'll have to sneak out and get her something to make up for it."  The ex-SEAL looked remorseful for only a moment, then the mischievous twinkle came back into his eye.  "You should have seen her face, though."

Crisis over for the time being, the ex-SEAL started for the door, only to be all but yanked off his feet by a sharp jerk.  Derek had grabbed the back of his jeans and abruptly tugged backwards. Caught off balance, Nick toppled into the older man's lap.

"Guessing by the look on Kristin's face, I think that I saved you from some rather serious ramifications to your little prank," the Precept purred, "I think I'm owed something for my trouble."

"Oh, really?"  Nick said, getting into the game. "Like what?"

Derek reached up and cupped the ex-SEAL's face, one thumb stroking down to wipe a smudge of chocolate from the corner of Nick's mouth.  "I have a sweet tooth of my own, you know," he said before bending down for a kiss. 

"Mmmm," Nick moaned as his lover devoured his mouth. "I'm going to have to thank the Easter Bunny."

"Speaking of bunnies," Derek said, pulling away from the intoxicating taste of Nick mixed with chocolate, "why don't we..." leaning forward, he whispered
something into the ex-SEAL's ear.

Nick blushed.  "I bet they're not going to make an animated Easter special out of that one."

Derek gave an exaggerated pout.  "Does that mean you don't want to do it?"

"Hell, no," Nick answered, hopping up from Derek's lap and grabbing the older man's hand.  Enthusiastically pulling the other man from his chair, the ex-SEAL led the way to the bedroom, making a quick check for Kristin's presence before leading them out into the hallway.

With his last coherent thought, the Precept made a mental note to buy Kristin a whole basket full of chocolate bunnies.

~ the end~  

 

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