Video Chats Are Awesome!

Deuce answered with a grin as he finished his beer, “Hey.”

"Hey," Nick was smiling from ear to ear. "So everything went really well."

Deuce smiled big at that, “Oh yeah~?” he asked as he carried the dishes from his late-night dinner to the kitchen.

"Yeah," Nick slid the Tupperware from Gran's into the fridge and leaned against the counter, "She said all that was important was that I was happy, and she's never seen me look so healthy and happy...then she grabbed my face in her hands and told me she loved me...looked me right in the eyes."

"That's so amazing, baby..." Deuce smiled as he leaned against the kitchen counter. "I had my fingers crossed for you all afternoon"

"I told her all about you," Nick just couldn't stop smiling as he made his way into the Salon, "she's pretty impressed I snagged a doctor!"

Deuce groaned softly, his voice teasing. "You told her I was a shrink? God help us all!"

"Yeah...she might expect a family discount now," Nick's smile turned warm as he sat down on the couch, "she's really looking forward to meeting you."

"I want to meet her too... I'll fly up to Boston for a weekend; take you both out to dinner. Sound good?"

"Sounds great, but she'll insist on cooking for you instead," Nick watched as he ran his fingers over the edge of the coffee table, "I suggest you don't argue."

Deuce laughed softly as he rubbed the bandages on his chest. "Sounds like Ma. You come to visit her and she insists on being the one doing the cooking!"

"Right," Nick sat back, "You won't be sorry, either. Just like your mom, the woman can cook."

"Ma swears that everyone that comes to see her needs to be fattened up!" Deuce grinned as he scooped up the kitten, cuddling him to his chest. "You should go visit Ma again... I think she just might have liked you back then!"

"I think she did too...although she might not anymore." Nick smiled, "Being you can’t get me pregnant."

Deuce is quiet for a moment or two before completely cracking up. "Oh God, can you see you pregnant?!"

"I'd rock a pregnant belly!" Nick teasingly protested, "I'd milk it too. Let people carry shit for me and all."

"Uh-huh. You'd be complaining about losing those amazing stomach muscles!" Deuce laughed as he moved out to the couch to sit.

"I'd work my ass off until they came back," Nick shrugged, "but I'd get to eat for two!"

Deuce groaned softly. "You already eat for two!"

"How did I know you were going to say that?" Nick laughed, "Have some cravings like a pregnant lady too."

"And just what are you craving right now? Carved up doctor?"

"Mmmm..." Nick licked his lips with a smile as he rested his head back "Not carved up, no."

“Gonna have to wait a while then. Little knives were carving me up a few hours ago." Deuce laughed softly as he leaned back against the couch. "Is it July yet?"

"Wait...what?" Nick furrowed his brows in concern, "Did you get hurt?"

"Kitten claws are incredibly sharp... and fuck, you should see my chest right now."

"Aw man, that sucks," Nick winced in sympathy, "Wish I could lick it and make it better."

"It was storming like hell earlier and he got scared... and thanks to the big ass windows I have, he couldn't find a place to hide. So he tried to hide under my shirt..."

"Another check in the "dogs are better" list." Nick teased.

"Hey, he's a baby! He was scared!" Deuce laughed quietly. "But I could use a big strong cop to protect me from the storms."

"Wish I could be there, D. There's so much I want to say..." Nick bit at his thumb nail lightly, "Did we say three weeks? That's entirely too long."

"I know, you and me both. God, Nicky, I just want..."

Nick smiled, "Let's save it for face to face, yeah? Because I really need to see your eyes and I'm gonna really want to kiss you."

"God, Nick. The moment I see you, it's all over. I don't fucking care that we're meeting at the airport. I'm gonna kiss the hell out of you."

"Not going to protest!" Nick sat up to fluff some throw pillows behind him and relaxed back, "should we do a whole chick flick reunion? You can jump into my arms and I'll spin you around?"

Deuce laughed softly as he propped his feet up on the coffee table. "I dunno. Might be a little much for the middle of the airport!" He's teasing, of course.

Nick laughed, swinging his legs up onto the couch, "God Deacon, I'm going to eat you alive."

"Now,now, Nick, have to wait until we get home for that one!"

"Don't know if I'll be able to, D," Nick was only half teasing, "Might throw you over my shoulder and carry you right into the nearest men's room.”

"Fuck no. Can you imagine how fucking dirty those bathrooms are?! If I have to get a room at the hotel nearest to the airport, I'll fucking do it!"

"We'll touch as little surface as possible. Just bend me over in the stall and hold onto me..." Nick hissed as he rubbed his cock through his shorts, "Shit, I don't know what I miss more, having your cock inside of me or fucking your tight ass."

Deuce moaned softly as he shifted on the couch. "Fuck baby I just want to touch you everywhere. Want to touch and kiss and lick you all over...."

"Mmmm, me too..." Nick closed his eyes and pictured Deuce than shot up and stood, "I hooked my camera up this morning!"

Deuce grinned at that thought. "Oh yeah? It is it working? I'll have to go grab my computer."

"Let's find out," Nick jogged down to his cabin where he'd left his laptop on the bed.

"I hope so! God, I want to see you..." Deuce made his way to his office and sat down at his desk as he lifted the lid on his laptop, quickly switching it out of sleep mode.

Nick plopped down on his bed and ran his finger over the mouse pad to wake the computer up and logged onto the Skype account he created earlier, "Ok, I'm logged on, now what?"

"Hold on a second... your computer should be ringing."

"Yeah I hear it..."

"Then answer it Nicky!" Deuce couldn't help but tease him as he watched the computer carefully, waiting to see if it'd work.

"Just hit the button...?" Nick clicked on the answer button, staring at the screen speculatively.

Deuce grinned when he saw Nick, pushing his glasses up his nose as he leaned back in his chair. "Well hi there sexy."

"Hey, baby! This is cool." Nick smiled big and settled back against the headboard, pulling his computer into his lap, "Damn, and you have the nerd glasses on...you're killing me."

"And you're in bed, that's just being a fucking tease!" Deuce couldn't keep the smile off of his face as he watched the computer. "And you get a view of my office~"

"I'm having all kinds of doctor fantasies right now, you have no idea!" Nick smiled warmly at the image in front of him. Man, he wished he could reach through the screen and touch Deacon. He looked so fucking good, "God, you're a sight for sore eyes..."

"You just like it ‘cause I'm half naked!" Deuce teased as he ran his eyes over Nick. "God, you look amazing."

Nick smiled big, "Yeah, we need to fuck in your office with you in nothing but a tie and your glasses..." He nodded, than added as the vision became clear, "and dress socks.”

Deuce groaned softly, shifting in his chair. "God, just that mental image... You need to be here. Now."

Nick stacked two pillows on top of each other and set the computer on top. He stripped off his shirt and laid down on his side to face the computer, Bent his elbow and rested his head in his palm, "They totally need to invent that molecule travel, like on Star Trek. I could be there in minutes."

"Oh fuck yeah... you'd be right here on my desk." Deuce reached out to touch the screen. "You're making me want to get more comfortable."

"Well then get more comfortable..." Nick adjusted a little closer, "Jesus, I never wanted to kiss someone so badly."

"In that case, we're moving!" Deuce laughed as he got to his feet, picking the computer up before turning off the light, moving through the penthouse

Nick laughed, "That's right, baby. Whisk me away to the bedroom."

Deuce laughed when Winchester started to meow at the sound of the unfamiliar voice. "You got someone's attention."

"I hope it’s you!" Nick teased.

"More like the meowing kitten!" Deuce grinned as he turned the computer around to face the room. "Meet the bedroom, where all the magic happens."

"Hey, no magic until I get there." Nick laughed, "Then we'll put David Blain to shame up in that bitch!"

"We're going to kill my bed, aren't we?" Deuce laughed as he set the computer down on the bed before crawling in himself.

 "Oh, yeah..." Nick winked, "and any other flat surface I can get you on."

"The counter, the couch, the gym, the hot tub... so many options!"

"Mmmm...and so little time."

 Deuce smirked at the computer. "What? You think I'm going to let you leave when you get here?"

"Oh?" Nick smiled and sat up crossed leg in front of the computer, tilting the screen back so he can see, "You're going to kidnap me? Should I bring my cuffs?"

"All I have to say is that the moment you step in the door, you're not going to be allowed to leave. Ever." Deuce smirked at the screen as he stretched out on the bed, scratching at the bandages on his chest.

"Aw, baby...your chest." Nick touched screen, wishing he could feel D’s skin.

 "I need someone to kiss it and make it better." Deuce smiled toward the screen, gently peeling back the tape holding the bandage in place. "See! I'll live. Looks awful, though."

"Aw, man..." Nick winced and hissed, "Little fucker..." he licked his lips "wish I could kiss it...kiss all of you. God, I miss the way you taste..."

"Just a few more weeks, baby...then you’re all mine"

"I can't wait...seems so far away."

Deuce smiled sadly. "I know... but it's the only time our work schedules were together..."

"Yeah…," Nick nodded, damn be wanted Deacon."Let me see you...are you hard?"

Deuce smirked slightly as he looked over. "What do you think? There's a sexy man talking to me right now."

"Please," Nick laid back down on his side, "stand up and take your pants off..."

"Only because you said please." Deuce smiled at him as he got to his feet, making sure he was in full view of the computer as he slid his pajama pants down.

"Fuck, baby..." Nick licked his lips and snaked his hands inside his shorts, "You're so gorgeous...I want to watch you touch yourself..."

"Gotta show me the goods, baby… let me see that body of yours." Deuce licked his lips as he slowly trailed his fingers over his own cock, his eyes never leaving the screen.

Nick hurriedly scooted off of the bed with a smile, positioned the computer to point at him and stood in front. He undid the button and zipper on his cargo shorts and slid them down, kicking them away. "Good?" He asked as he slowly started to stroke himself.

Deuce moaned as he stroked himself. "Oh yeah, that's just perfect..."

"I'm gonna sit on the bed, just a sec..." Nick put the computer on a pillow in the middle of the bed then sat with his back against the head board, spreading his legs, "How's that? Can you see everything?"

"God yeah I can..." Deuce bit his lip as he watched Nick, arching his hips as he strokes himself. "Can't wait to fucking touch you."

"Had a dream I was sucking you off last night," Nick couldn't take his eyes off of D, that long perfect cock sliding in his fist, as he leaned over and squirted some lotion into his hand and started to jerk himself, "Came in my sleep...haven't had a wet dream since I was fourteen…"

"That's fucking sexy, Nick... been thinking about you all the damn time. Can't get you off of my fucking mind. I wake up hard as fucking hell in the mornings from dreaming about you."

"Yeah? I like that." Nick pinched one of his nipples as he increased his strokes, "we'll fuck every morning when I'm there...Jesus baby, look at you...Stroking that gorgeous fucking cock for me..."

"Morning, noon and night... we're not fucking leaving the bed!" Deuce’s head fell back as he closed his eyes, moaning Nick's name softly. "Can feel you here touching me... feel you sucking my cock."

Nick leaned forward a little to get a better view, "Mmmm, I love your cock. Love the feel of it in my mouth...I'm sucking hard on the head...I can taste you already. Fuck...taking that cock down my throat."

"Oh fuck, baby..." Deuce shifted slightly, thrusting into his tight fist, lifting his head to meet Nick's eyes on the screen. "Fucking love how your mouth feels around me, love watching you swallow all of me."

"Yeah...I can take all of that big cock..." Nick squeezed his balls as he worked his cock faster thinking about it, "In my mouth and my ass..."

"Love fucking you... so damn tight, and those noises you make? God..." Deuce moaned as he moved his hand faster, his body on edge. "Close baby... "

"Oh, yeah, come for me, Deacon...wanna watch you," Nick groaned, close himself, "Feels so good when you fuck me. You make me come so hard..."

Deuce moaned loudly, his knees going a little weak as he lets go, his eyes never leaving the computer, moaning Nick's name as he came. "Oh... oh fuck, Nicky..."

"Oh, yeah...fuck." Nick moaned and stroked faster "so good..." His body tightened up as he came, pulsing jets landing on his chest and abs.

"Oh fuck, watching you come is sexy as hell..."

Nick rubbed his over sensitive dick and shivered "Well, I seem to do it a lot when we're together." he grinned.

Deuce grined back at him, sinking down onto the bed. "You do it so much cause it's the sexiest thing I've ever seen!"

Nick laughed and pulled some tissues out of the box on the end table, wiping himself. "You see my Deacon shrine necessities" He motioned with his hand like a game show hostess at the end table where the lotion and tissues were, "This and my phone, all I need."

Deuce laughed as he cleaned himself up with a dirty t-shirt, stretching out on the bed. "I need to stop using my shirts to clean up with!"

"Kleenex" Nick smiled, "I bought the economy pack! I got tired of having to wash my sheets every other day."

"I'll have to go shopping then." Deuce grinned as he curled his arm under his head, turning onto his side to watch Nick. "Maybe we need to take stock in the company if we're going to be apart!"

"Yeah..." Nick relaxed on his side and pulled the computer closer, "well...better than phone sex, but not as good as the real thing." He smiled, "I'm so fucking horny for you Deacon, it's crazy!"

"Just a few weeks and then you're going to be all mine." Deuce smiled back.

“I’ll put it on the schedule when I go in tonight and book the flight when I get home in the morning.” Nick said as his stomach did a little flip flop. He couldn’t wait to see Deacon in person, to clarify where they stood. It was pretty obvious that they were into each other and didn’t plan on seeing anyone else, but it would be nice to confirm it. Even nicer to kiss D, have sex with him…make love, knowing that there was no one else. That Deacon was his.

“Sounds good.” Deuce’s smile was as warm as he felt on the inside at the thought of being with Nick again. No guilt this time, no doubts or fears, just the two of them being able to fully enjoy each other in all ways.

“I should get a shower and start getting ready for my shift,” Nick said after glancing at the clock on his computer. After the emotional afternoon of coming out to Gran, and after having video chat sex with Deacon, the last thing Nick felt like doing was going to work. “I wanna eat some more of Gran’s Sheppard’s Pie before I go.”

“Figures your hungry again,” Deuce laughed, “food is like your post coital cigarette!”

“Hey, this was totally unexpected; I was planning on eating anyway.” Nick grinned. Unexpected, but fucking awesome! Being able to see Deacon naked and pleasuring himself? Actually, just being able to see D at all was incredible.

“Okay, call me in the morning when you’re done your shift, yeah?” Deuce requested. He hated when Nick worked overnights. He worried about him anyway when he was on the job, but for some reason third shift bothered him the most.

“Yeah, definitely,” Nick tilted his head to the side, drinking every inch of Deacon in he could see. “I’ll text if it’s quiet and not too late. You know how I get when I’m bored.”

“Oh, I know,” Deuce grinned. Nick text him at least one joke, random facts and whatever weird shit he encountered throughout the day. Now he knew what his brother’s inbox must have looked like all of this time, not that Deuce minded at all. He smiled every time he received one. “And it doesn’t matter what time it is. I don’t sleep much when I know you’re working anyway.”

“I’ll be fine, D, you don’t need to worry.“ Nick’s heart swelled, even though he didn’t want Deacon to worry, it still felt really nice when he did.

“Yeah well, too bad, I’m going to worry. You're on my list, remember?” Deuce smiled, “Go eat and get ready for work. I should make you call me back when you’re in your uniform!”

“Then I’ll be late for work because we know that’ll lead to round two!” Nick laughed.

“True…” Deuce smirked, “I really think you should pack it for your visit.”

“We’ll see…” Nick winked. Yeah, that bad cop/naughty doctor fantasy was definitely going to happen one day. “I’ll call you in the AM.”

“Ok, Nicky, I’ll talk to you then.” Deuce’s eyes moved around the screen, making a mental image of Nick to hold him over.

“Bye, baby.” Nick smiled.

“Bye…” Deuce clicked on the end call tab with a sigh. Three weeks couldn’t come fast enough.