Warning: This is Alternative Universe-story. If you can't stand to see Kevin/Scotty/Others in situations that are Out Of Character, stay away and don't whine to me about it.
About: Mainly Kevin/Scotty
Rate: Depending on the chapter - This one: NC-17
Disclaimer: Brothers & Sister belongs to ABC, but thanks to this AU Kevin/Scotty can at least kiss.
Summary: walkersfics wondered: "How come even in AUs Kevin is always the one saving Scotty?" And though she has her own great storyline for that, it sure made me think: “What if….?”
Kevin turns off the shower and wraps a towel around himself. He finally feels better. There’s something about his family that always makes him feel filthy and insignificant. He hears a small noise and looks up when the bathroom-door suddenly opens.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. I thought… I mean … I didn’t hear the shower run….” Scotty stammers.
“It’s okay.” Kevin laughs, holding the towel, that covers his naked body, tightly wrapped around him.
“This is silly..” Scotty says pointing at the lock. “I’d go crazy if I’d have to live here. I’m sorry if I’m very harsh.”
“You’re not. I was just thinking about how unhappy I’ve been here. I knew that before, of course, but I never realized how deep those cuts actually ran.”
“I’m sorry I did this to you. I feel guilty.” Scotty replies, unhappy with the situation. Kevin enters the bedroom and sits down on the bed.
“Don’t. Don’t feel guilty. I used to believe that things were garbled up in my mind, that things couldn’t have been as bad as I remembered. But, talking tonight with Justin, I realized that they were.” He sighs and a small smile plays around his lips. Justin. How his little brother had grown.
“I really envy him.” Kevin says quietly. “He has everything I’ve ever wanted. Someone who loves him, who believes in him… a safe place…” Kevin brushes away a tear. He opens the drawer and takes out a small, framed picture and hands it to Scotty. “That is me. I think I was about 14-15 years old.”
Scotty sees a young boy who barely dares to look at the camera. The round face is a sign of obesity and the pimples over his face cannot not be overlooked, no matter how hard Scotty tries. The boy’s hair is cut short in a way that doesn’t suit his face and seems to only emphasize the roundness of his face.
Looking over the picture he sees today’s Kevin. The features have changed. The face is thinner, the eyes still beautifully blue, and only if you look real close, will you find the traces of the pimples that he used to have. What the boy and the man share is their overall sadness.
The sadness is so strong that Scotty wishes that he could somehow crawl into the picture and hold that child, from way back then, and tell him that things would work out somehow, someway and offer some comfort. But he cannot go back in time and rescue that child who so desperately needed someone to believe in him.
“I really had it all, didn’t I? Fat, ugly, stupid, … I was an insecure kid with an older, bullying brother, older bitches for sisters, an dictator for a father and a mother who didn’t stand up to her husband and kids. And I was gay…. And then they wondered why I was so stressed out that I stuttered…. Seriously.”
“You’ve changed.” Scotty says. “You’ve grown stronger. Like you said tonight, you’ve overcome your problems….”
“Big deal.” Kevin shrugs and he turns away. “I have to get dressed.” He grabs his clothes, but when he turns back, he bumps into Scotty.
“I think you’re amazing.” Scotty says softly and slowly he cups Kevin’s face with his hands. Remembering their previous, intimate moments Kevin gets aroused almost instantly and there’s no way the towel can hide that. He can see that Scotty has noticed his reaction as well.
Embarrassed he tries to step away, but Scotty holds him even more tightly. Kevin’s lips part and Scotty presses his mouth on Kevin’s. Kevin doesn’t protest, instead he wraps his arms around Scotty’s neck and gives in to the kiss. He’s aware that Scotty takes away the towel, that it lands on the floor and that he is naked in Scotty’s arms. He doesn’t care.
Scotty, still dressed, uses his body and strength to push Kevin on the bed and cover Kevin. Kevin moans under the weight of having another person on top of him, the roughness of Scotty’s clothes against his skin arouses him even more and Scotty’s hands, moving from his sides to his back, are strong and warm.
They move against each other and their loud breathing is the only sound that breaks the silence in Kevin’s old bedroom. Scotty momentarily breaks the kiss to look down on Kevin’s mouth, but immediately he kisses Kevin again and he hardly gives Kevin the time to catch his breath, but still Kevin doesn’t mind.
Scotty breaks the kiss again and lifts his head, so he can see Kevin’s face. Ashamed by his own desire Kevin closes his eyes. Scotty’s hand softly caress Kevin’s shoulder, his fingertips sliding down Kevin’s arm. Kevin swallows down his moan. Scotty can see Kevin tremble under the tenderness.
His hand moves to Kevin’s chest, playing with the hair on Kevin’s chest, caressing the nipples playfully as Kevin bites his lower-lip to not scream out. Scotty’s hand pauses on Kevin’s belly, feeling Kevin’s uneven breathing. His hand is large and feels warm on Kevin’s skin. Then it moves on.
Kevin’s breath hitches with the sound of a little sob and Scotty gives him just one soft little kiss. He plays with Kevin’s hard cock. Soft touches until Kevin moans, then he teasingly moves his hand away, but then reprises that touch suddenly, this time with more pressure, until Kevin moves up against him.
Again Scotty moves his hand away, only to come back after the wordless protest from Kevin. He continues to play with Kevin, bringing him to the edge, only to pull away, until Kevin begs him to stop. Scotty can see his tears, the need to be satisfied, the longing to be made love with. The sadness is gone, it's replaced by absolute lust.
Scotty shifts position, he’s very aroused too, but he’s actually more amazed by how Kevin gives himself to him. The need to take away Kevin’s pain and sadness, seems to become an obsession to Scotty, but even recognizing it doesn’t stop him from wanting to go on. He absolutely wants to satisfy Kevin.
Kevin is surprised when Scotty stops with the occasional kisses and slowly starts to move down his body. For a moment he dares to dream of what Scotty could do to him, … all the way down there (God! Now he starts to sound like his mother!), but then he dismisses the thought. There’s just no way! He looks down just in time to see Scotty’s mouth on his belly-button.
It tickles and it makes him giggle. He can’t help it, he’s ticklish. Scotty laughs, and now that he sees that he has Kevin’s full attention, he moves even lower and Kevin is shocked, because he can see Scotty’s lips part and then Scotty tentatively tastes him.
“This is NOT happening.” It is the only thought going through Kevin’s head and he closes his eyes tightly.
It however doesn’t stop. Scotty’s lips become more insistent, putting more pressure on Kevin’s cock. Though Kevin, at first, doesn’t dare to touch Scotty, now his hands move into Scotty’s hair, pushing his head down. He moans and begs Scotty not to stop. Scotty complies by putting even more effort in satisfying Kevin.
Kevin no longer knows where to turn or what to do. Scotty takes him deeper into his throat and Kevin nearly bucks of the bed, unable to deal with the arousing feelings that Scotty so easily draws out of him. Scotty slows down a bit to undress and release his own cock, now begging for some space as well.
Kevin protests the delay with little noises that betray his need for release. Scotty kisses his way back up to Kevin’s lips and his mouth silences Kevin’s protests. Kevin holds on to him. The feel of Scotty cock against his own finally proves to be too much. It all becomes a blur until he comes all over Scotty’s hand and he feels Scotty find release for himself as well, not long after…
Scotty wakes up in the early morning. The sun shines through the curtains, on those places where they aren’t completely closed, and it lights up the room. It’s quiet and peaceful. He smiles when he realizes that Kevin is still comfortably pressed up against him. He wouldn’t mind waking up like this more often.
He kisses Kevin’s hair and Kevin raises his head to look up to him.
“’Morning. Did I wake you?” Scotty asks.
“No. I remember this as the best time of the day. I only had the sun in the morning, for about an hour, and it was always very early.
I would wake up and just enjoy how quiet it is and, knowing that Tommy would prefer to sleep in, as did everyone else in this house, I would have some privacy for …” He grins. “… self-exploration…”
“Ah! Those were the days.” Scotty now laughs softly as well.
“Yes…. It was the only time that I would actually dare to day-dream about who I could be..”
“A big famous movie-star, adored by all.”
Scotty wraps his arm tightly around Kevin and steals a quick kiss. Kevin lets him, but stops when a noise outside the room gets his attention. He recognizes Nora’s lamenting voice and he tenses up.
“Tommy, now stop. Let it be…” they hear Nora cry.
Whatever else Nora planned to say goes lost when Tommy opens the door to Kevin’s room without even some resemblance of knocking. Shocked by the intrusion, Kevin sits up and Scotty, missing Kevin’s delicious warmth against his body, gets annoyed.
“Rise and shine! Hands above the blankets!” Tommy orders. It it's supposed to be funny, then it isn't.
“Tommy! Please, just go!” Nora wrings her hands, nearly in tears.
“Excuse me?” Scotty says in a calm voice. “Would you mind leaving? Kevin and I aren’t done yet.” Tommy folds his arms in front of his chest, but stays in the middle of the room.
“Tommy. Stop this.” Sarah now joins the group, she tries to pull Tommy away. Even Kitty gives it a shot by saying:
“Come on, Tommy, it’s dad’s funeral today. Let Kevin be.” But Tommy doesn’t move an inch and Scotty has reached a point that he’s done.
“Tommy Walker, you seriously don’t want to get into pissing-contest with me, because you’d lose. Big time! I’m not impressed by your rudeness, I don’t like bullies and I am done with being polite. Now, get the fuck out of this room, so Kevin and I can get dressed.” Scotty remains as calm as he can, hoping he can do this with a verbal fight and not a physical one.
Tommy doesn’t respond, but stays in the middle of the room as if to challenge Scotty.
“Okay. Suit yourself.” Scotty shrugs and without a further word he pushes aside the blanket and gets out of bed offering everyone in the room a clear and perfect view of his naked body in all its glory.
Nora gasps and quickly turns around, while Sarah and Kitty aren’t sure what to do next. Tommy seems less sure of himself. Scotty slowly walks over to him.
“I don’t mean to be disrespectful on the day of your father’s funeral, but I told you to get out and leave us alone. I don’t know how turned on you get by seeing me naked like this, but I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t stand in our way. Kevin and I need to get dressed and, though I’d prefer to not do some reversed stripping in front of you, if you do insist on staying here, gawking at my ass, just do it from that corner over there.”
Kevin can’t believe his eyes. There’s no way he can avoid looking at his boss' naked body, but at the same time he can’t help but make it an appreciative look. However, it makes him realize that he should do something as well.
So, he lifts the covers and, putting aside all his own insecurities regarding his body, and feeling slightly guilty that he lets Scotty do all the hard work, he gets out of bed as well.
“Tommy, stop embarrassing all of us.” Sarah suddenly says and she walks away, pushing Kitty and Nora away as well. Tommy gives Scotty one last foul look, but then leaves Kevin’s room as well. For a moment Kevin and Scotty remain silent.
“I feel like a just won the war.” Scotty sighs relieved.
“With a canon like that you can’t really fail.” Kevin grins suddenly.
“Glad you didn’t come unarmed either.” Scotty laughs softly. He wraps his arms around Kevin to kiss him. Kevin leans into the kiss, allowing it to become just a bit more intimate, before Scotty breaks the kiss. “We need to get dressed.” He points out with regret.
END OF PART 8