Four Corners was in sight and Ezra was looking forward to lying down in a nice, soft, feather bed. The pain in his side had increased steadily through the day. Vin would turn around occasionally, with concern etched on his face. The tracker had also been wary of any noises and would circle around Ezra to make sure no one was behind them. Ezra hadn't complained, not wanting to worry Vin even more, and Vin had stayed in a thoughtful silence.
"They're back," JD shouted from the porch of the sheriff’s office.
Nathan came to stand next to JD and noticed Ezra's posture, "Something's wrong."
As the horses came to a stop Vin and Nathan helped Ezra off his horse. Nathan looked to Vin for an explanation, "He's been shot."
"I'm fine, just a little tired."
Nathan quickly checked Ezra over, "There's no fever. It seems like you've been healing well on your own."
Ezra grinned a little, "I wasn't completely alone." When he saw the looks on JD and Nathan's faces his grin widened, "Help me to my room and I'll explain Indian remedies to you."
Nathan and Ezra shuffled off as Chris approached the group, "What happened?"
JD had now turned his attention on Vin and thought that he didn't appear all that much better than Ezra, "You look awful Vin."
"Thanks kid."
As Chris got closer he could see what JD meant, Vin looked as though he'd been through hell, "Are you okay?"
Vin shook his head searching the town, "Have any drifters come into town lately?"
"No, it's been pretty quiet. Why?" JD asked.
Vin rubbed his forehead, leaning heavily against the post.
To Chris it seemed as though Vin was about to collapse of exhaustion, "Get cleaned up and rested, you can explain later."'
Vin nodded and handed Chris the piece equipment Mary had requested from Fenton.
* * * * * * * Once Vin had gotten clean, he felt a little better. Not wanting to rest just yet, he headed straight for the Saloon and his friends.
They were all sitting at a table, Nathan had come down after changing the bandage on Ezra's wound, the healer had waited until the gambler had fallen asleep before joining his friends.
Vin looked at Nathan expectantly, "He's fine Vin. Shouldn't take him long to be recovered completely."
Vin sat down wearily, and while he was eating told the others about Hudson, Ezra and the Indian reservation. "I've probably already led Hudson here, I think I should lead him away."
"We'll be right behind you," Buck stated.
Vin smiled in gratitude, but shook his head, "No Buck. I think I should leave town, get back on the trail."
Chris didn't like this, Vin's tone sounded determined, "This bastard shot Ezra. If he comes anywhere near here I'm gonna make him pay."
"Besides, this town's seen worse than Hudson I'm sure," Josiah added.
"Yeah," Vin said, "but people like Hudson are gonna keep coming." He stood and walked out of the Saloon towards his wagon.
JD glanced apprehensively at the other four faces, "He's not really gonna go, is he?"
"I don't know kid," Buck answered.
* * * * * * * Early the next morning Vin entered the Saloon to find Chris sitting alone at one of the tables.
"So you're really going?"
Vin nodded, "Thought I'd make an early start, I hate goodbyes."
"Me too," Chris agreed and before Vin could protest added, "The town will get along fine with five peace keepers."
Vin smiled at his best friend, "I'd appreciate the company."
* * * * * * * Ezra leaned his head against the bannister of the stairs he'd been sitting on. Vin was leaving and he hadn't even bothered telling Ezra. Hadn't said goodbye, asked Ezra to go with him or even acknowledged the closeness Ezra thought they'd shared in the last few days. Vin had been the one to instigate most of the physical contact and now he was just able to leave without a backward glance.
As Vin waited for Chris to get his horse ready, he looked up at the window that would be Ezra's. Late last night Vin had crept into Ezra's room ready to beg this man, that Vin wanted so badly, to come with him. However, when he'd seen how comfortable Ezra was sleeping on his large, soft bed, he'd known that Ezra would hate being on the trail. The last thing Vin wanted was for Ezra to end up resenting Vin for dragging him away from the life he'd chosen. Vin had to content himself by kissing Ezra on the forehead and whispering his goodbye, praying that Ezra would forgive him.
* * * * * * * Chris and Vin were just a little way out of town when they heard gunshots being fired. Without a word, both men spun their horses around and thundered back into Four Corners, guns drawn.
As the rode in, Chris and Vin witnessed Hudson's partner fall after Buck fired. Vin circled his horse on the spot, stopping and taking aim when he saw Hudson aiming at Ezra. At the same time, Ezra's derringer sprang into his hand. Both men fired, and their eyes met as Hudson crumpled to the ground. Ezra broke the gaze and moved into the doorway of the Saloon.
The other six men gathered on the porch. "See Vin, we can deal with anything," JD stated.
"Yeah," Buck added. "Besides, it seems you can never get too far away before something's made you turn back."
Nathan grinned, "That's right, you're not the only one who attracts trouble."
Josiah smiled, "For the moment the town needs all of us, including you."
Chris patted Vin on the shoulder and chuckled.
Vin nodded, "Okay for now, but sooner or later I'm gonna have to start running again."
"We can deal with that when it happens," Josiah said.
Vin tried to catch Ezra's eye, but the gambler just bowed his head and stepped back into the darkness of the Saloon.
* * * * * * * A few days later Ezra stormed out the Saloon, running straight into Nathan. "Where are you off to in such a hurry."
"I'm going for a ride. Unless, of course, you have any objections."
Nathan lifted his arms in a surrendering gesture, "No, you've recovered completely. The fresh air might do you some good. How long are you going for?"
"Thank you for the approval, Mr Jackson. And I don't know when I'll be back."
Nathan shook his head as he continued on his way to the clinic.
* * * * * * * "Does anyone know where Ezra is?" JD asked. "He's usually in the middle of a poker game by now."
"He's left town for a couple of days," Nathan answered.
"Seems everyone keeps doing that," Josiah noticed.
"Well, hopefully Ez will come back in a better mood than he's been," Buck said. "He's been really touchy since being shot.
"He was healing," JD jumped to Ezra's defence. "You're no better when you've been hurt."
Vin got up from his seat in the corner of the Saloon and headed out towards the livery.
* * * * * * * Vin rode out to the reservation, "Has Ezra been here?" he asked the Medicine Man.
"Yes, he came to thank us for helping him and asked if he could spend the night."
Vin had dismounted and was glancing towards the cave. It was getting late and he'd have to camp somewhere, but he wasn't sure whether he should go that way. He'd ridden out here to find Ezra, and now that he had, he wasn't sure if it had been a such a good idea. Maybe Ezra just needed to be alone.
The Medicine Man placed a hand on Vin's shoulder, "Go. Your friend will be glad you sought him out."
* * * * * * * Ezra woke and immediately felt Vin's presence. Good Lord, he wasn't hallucinating again, was he? Ezra opened his eyes, and in the light that the small fire cast over the cave, he saw Vin sitting beside the bedding holding his head in his hands. "What are you doing here?"
"If you'd told me you were coming, I would have joined you."
"Seeing as how your so good at invitations."
Vin closed his eyes, "You're upset with me."
"That would be stating the obvious. I thought we were getting closer."
"We were."
"Then you just leave, and you took Mr Larabee with you." Ezra knew he sounded petty. He had always been aware of the strong friendship Chris and Vin shared, and would never interfere with that.
Vin moved closer to where Ezra was lying on his back, "You were hurt, because of me."
"I'm fine."
Vin reached under Ezra's half opened shirt, lightly brushing his fingers over the small scar Ezra had suffered.
Ezra's breath quickened, but he wasn't ready to forgive Vin just yet, "You knew how attracted I was to you, I wanted to be with you."
"You would have hated it on the trail."
Well, that was true enough, Ezra certainly liked life's little comforts, "Maybe, but I would have liked the choice."
"I'm here now."
Vin hadn't moved his hand and the touch was distracting Ezra, "What happens when you decide to leave again?"
Vin leaned forward and whispered huskily, "We'll deal with that when it happens."
Ezra's next words were muffled when Vin crushed his mouth, forcing his tongue into the other man's moist cavern. Ezra pushed himself into the kiss with as much passion as Vin had claimed him.
Vin had undone the rest of Ezra's shirt and was sliding it over his shoulders. He then broke away from the kiss, moving lower so that he could take the rest of Ezra's clothes off. Ezra felt the cool night air touch his skin as it was being exposed. It didn't take long for him to be lying there completely naked and lifted his head to see what Vin was doing.
Ezra became instantly aroused at the look of pure lust on Vin's face, the tracker's piercing, blue eyes were drinking in the beautiful sight in front of him.
Ezra lay his head back on the pillow as he felt Vin's hands gently caressing their way up his legs. Vin purposely avoided Ezra's hardening manhood and zig zagged his fingers across Ezra's smooth, hard stomach. He massaged his way up over Ezra's broad chest, gently pinching the nipples into hardness. Ezra then felt the hands glide their way down his shoulders and arms. Vin placed his weight over Ezra's body and the sudden warmth caused Ezra to grunt. Vin traced Ezra's lips with his tongue, before devouring Ezra's mouth and playing with the gambler's tongue. Vin began rubbing his body over Ezra, until the man under was moaning into his mouth.
Ezra could feel the bulge in Vin's groin through the fabric of his pants and reached down so that he could do something about the amount of clothes Vin was still wearing. Vin lifted himself off Ezra, positioning himself so that we wasn't touching Ezra anymore. He then lowered his head, gently kissed Ezra swollen lips, and then slid his tongue down Ezra's neck and over his chest. The only sensation Ezra could feel over his body was Vin's mouth. Occasionally the tracker would just lick at his skin lightly, flicking his tongue in and out, then he'd change the pattern and flatten his tongue leaving a wide wet trail. Whenever he hit a nipple, Vin would stop to pay it homage, sucking and nipping at the tender area. Vin moved down back over the stomach. Vin again avoided Ezra's hardness and began his ministrations to Ezra's legs and thighs. Vin's hair had flicked over and as he licked and sucked his way upon and down Ezra's thighs, his hair would lightly brush along the gambler's stomach and groin. Ezra was writhing on the bedroll, his body aflame with desire.
Vin stood and moved to kneel beside Ezra, giving the heated flesh time to cool in the breeze. Ezra stopped writhing and watched as Vin began taking off his clothes. Ezra sat up and Vin kissed him as he let Ezra's talented fingers slide his shirt off. Ezra ran his hands over Vin's lean back and chest. Vin unbuttoned his pants trying to push them down while still keeping his lips locked with Ezra's. Ezra helped Vin and the tracker was eventually able to wriggle out of the constricting fabric. Both men were now kneeling, pressing the bodies together, Ezra wound his fingers through Vin's hair, tracing a line down Vin's spine, finally cupping the younger man's ass, forcing him even closer.
Vin was breathless when he broke away from the embrace. He gently lay Ezra down onto the bedding and reached in his jacket for a small bottle of oil. Vin handed the bottle to Ezra, "I want you inside me."
Ezra nodded once and Vin straddled Ezra's chest facing the gambler's feet. As soon as Vin felt the slick touch of Ezra's fingers he leaned forward. Ezra almost dropped the oil when Vin took the length of him into his mouth. Remembering what he was meant to be doing, Ezra slid one finger into Vin's entrance. Vin rewarded Ezra taking him further into his mouth. Ezra was having trouble keeping himself from bucking his hips, but as he added a second and third finger, Vin started swirling his tongue and sucking on Ezra for all he was worth. Ezra moved one hand under Vin, rubbing at the hard shaft and balls. Vin lifted his head away from Ezra groin and started rocking backwards. Ezra could hardly stand it anymore and tried to slide out from under Vin. However, Vin quickly spun around and so that he was looking directly into Ezra's emerald green eyes. Slowly, Vin lowered himself onto Ezra's aching penis. Ezra gripped Vin's strong thighs as he felt himself being engulfed. Vin leaned forward, lifting off Ezra slightly, but allowing Ezra to rock his hips upwards, and Ezra immediately started thrusting into Vin's tight heat. Vin gently started biting at Ezra's neck, he grabbed hold of the hand's that were still on his thighs. Vin linked his fingers with Ezra's, lifting himself up he pushed against Ezra's arms, until Ezra's penis was as far into him as he could take. Ezra pressed his head back against the pillow, yelling Vin's name as he came deep inside the tracker.
Ezra was panting as Vin lay down beside him. Wanting Vin's touch, Ezra nuzzled his face into Vin's neck and Vin could feel Ezra's breathing becoming more regular. Ezra slid his fingers down Vin's sweat slicked chest and rested on Vin's throbbing manhood, fondling the swollen balls. Ezra reached over and held out the bottle of oil towards Vin.
Taking the bottle, Vin grinned and moved to kneel behind Ezra who had rolled over onto his stomach. Vin took his time massaging Ezra's back and butt, then bending down to nip at the delicious flesh. Ezra thought he'd never tire of that mouth, but he wanted Vin now. Ezra pushed himself up onto all fours, and Vin obligingly rubbed some oil along his crack. Vin prepared Ezra in much the same way Ezra had Vin, also causing Ezra to rock back onto the intruders.
Vin withdrew his fingers and pulled Ezra up into a kneeling position. He began to glide his hands over Ezra's chest and stomach, occasionally tweaking a nipple. Vin started sliding his erection up and down Ezra's crack, until Ezra was whimpering. Ezra wanted this sensual man inside him and pushed his ass backwards. It felt as though Vin was on fire as he entered Ezra's tight channel, and Ezra felt as thought that heat was radiating inside him. Vin reached down and gripped Ezra's pulsating cock. He started pumping Ezra in time with his gentle thrusting. Ezra came a second time when Vin slid the palm of his hand over the sensitive tip of Ezra's penis. As Vin felt Ezra clenching all his muscles, he pushed Ezra back onto all fours, grabbed Ezra's hips and started pounding into the man, his rhythm hard, fast and wild. A growl tore out of Vin's throat as with one final deep thrust, he spilt his seed into Ezra.
Both men slumped forward, their bodies soaked in sweat. As they lay on their backs, trying to control their breathing, Ezra looked over to Vin, "What happens when we get back to Four Corners?"
Vin grinned slyly, the fire still burning in his eyes, "We'll deal with that when it happens."
THE END
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