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opening him up disappeared, Went grabbing hold of his waist and guiding him to the heavy prick. He settled down, taking Went in.
    "Oh. Damn. Fuck." Went moaned. "Chip."
    "Uh-huh."
    Went's mouth met his in a kiss, the hands around his waist, tugging him up, encouraging him to rise. Tugging him down, Went pushed up into him at the same time. His toes curled, body gripping tight. With Went guiding him, he rose and fell.
    His world was in danger of losing one of the best things that had ever happened to him. He pushed the thought away, concentrating on how good this felt, how right, how wonderful.
    Beginning to pant, Went moved him faster. He held on, kissing Went, balls tightening, wrinkling up. Went's moans filled his mouth, hips punching up into him.
    He took every inch and begged for more. Went gave it to him, shifting and sending Went's hard prick even deeper. He was close, body aching, desperate to come again, more desperate for Went's orgasm. He could see it in Went's eyes, how close his beautiful lover was.
    Bearing down, he tried to encourage Went over the edge.
    "Chip!" Went bucked and filled the condom, face going slack.
    Oh, that was what Chip wanted, that pleasure.
    Eyes dropping closed, Went smiled. "Fuck, that was good."
    "Uh-huh. Totally."
    "Oh God, you!" Went's hand wrapped around his cock, began stroking him.
    "I'm..." He was going to say he was good, but he didn't have to. His eyes crossed, his heart slamming.
    Went's hand tightened, the strokes getting faster. Three strokes in, it was all over, and he shot hard enough that his bones rattled. Went's hand stayed on his cock, an arm going around his shoulders and tugging him in against Went's chest.
    He leaned in, breathing Went in deep. They stayed just like that, Went still buried inside him and holding him close.
    "Wish you could stay. Know you can't, but I wish you would."
    "I have to go, Chip. I tell you what, though. For all I know the place blew up--I haven't checked my email in three days. If it has, I'll come back."
    "Fair enough."
    Went's smile was sad and he rested their foreheads together, feeding Chip little kisses.
    It sucked, but it was what it was.
    And they still had the rest of the night.

Chapter 6
     
    Went was fucking miserable. Three weeks had passed since his vacation and it was like it had never happened. He was stressed, overworked. He wasn't sleeping. His body hurt. The only lights had been the calls to Chip. He'd only managed a few. A week and a half off meant a ton of nights spent catching up and his time just hadn't been his own.
    Tonight, though, he was home, in bed and it was only ten. Not too late to call and he didn't have to keep it short. He dialed, then listened to the ringing. Come on, Chip. Pick up. He didn't know what he was going to do if Chip didn't.
    "'lo?" That voice was low, husky, perfect.
    Went's whole body relaxed back against the pillows. "Chip."
    "Hey beautiful. How goes it?"
    Oh God. That voice just soothed him, all the way through. He actually had to blink away tears. "I miss you."
    "Oh, dude. I'm going crazy. I just ski all the time."
    "Yeah? You promise? No waiting tables and picking up random guests?"
    "Nah. I gave that up a few weeks ago. I'm waiting for a certain guest to return."
    He took a breath--now he could tease. "Do I know him?"
    "Nope. He's totally into making love, totally into hot tubbing. Totally." Chip laughed for him and Went desperately wanted to see that smile.
    He closed his eyes and he could see it in his mind's eyes. "Sounds like a dream life."
    "Doesn't it?" Chip's voice dropped. "Can you come for Christmas, Went?"
    "I'll make it happen." That was...fuck, months away. "I'll see what else I can swing."
    "If I need to, I'll come to you."
    "It won't come to that." He didn't want Chip to come here. He didn't want Chip to see him like this. Went didn't want to make Chip be in the city, away from his mountains and his joy. He needed Chip to be his hope.
    "So if I was there, what would we be