Liam sat on the kitchen table, waiting for Charlie and Sawyer to get up, and reading the letter he had read at least ten times aleady still over and over again. He nearly jumped up in surprise when the phone rang. "Liam Pace." he said picking up the receiver. His eyes bulged. "Sin!" His mouth stayed open for a moment. "Yeah, Charlie's here. I... I wanted to call you, really." Well, white lies weren't that bad, were they? "But see, it's only a week he's back, I wanted him to get the feeling of "real life" back before being rushed into loads of calls or stuff with people who..." Okay, that wasn't a real lie though. "Woah, stop shouting at me! I didn't forget you had a right to know." Also no lie. "Yeah, I will tell him you called. Bye."

Charlie came downstairs when he heard the phone ring. People had been calling all week, reporters and shit, trying to get Charlie to talk about the 'miraculous survival story'. He patted Liam on the shoulder, and, looking around quickly, gave him a quick kiss. "Who was that, mate?"

"T'was Sinjin." Liam replied. He went back into the kitchen with Charlie following him. "He was mad I didn't call him the minute I learned you're alive. I just didn't want to rush you into phone calls and stuff that fast. I'm sorry for the reporter calls though. Do you want some coffee?"

Charlie nodded to the idea of coffee. "Its not your fault people want to know what happened. It’s just none of their business yet." Charlie wasn't really ready to talk. IT was all so.... recent. It wasn't good recent either. "Maybe I'll call him a little later, while Sawyer's still out. Don't know how he'd react to that phone call..." He said, sitting in a chair.

"Yeah, might be better. But try to take a bit care about the fucking time zones, you know?" He got two cups out of the cupboard and set them and the pot on the table. He sat back down, taking the letter again, shaking his head as he read it again.

"What’s that?" Charlie asked, blowing on his coffee. "More fan mail?" He said, chuckling. Even to date, people remembered Liam as the rock god of Driveshaft. He still was worshipped for that. And Charlie let him have it. He didn't want that anymore. He never did really.

"No." Liam said looking up at Charlie and sighed. "It's from Karen's gynecologist. Fuck. We agreed that Meghan was enough. But she's pregnant again. It's the checkup's result." He laid the paper onto the table so Charlie could take it if he wanted and poured himself some coffee into his cup.

Charlie set down his cup, mouth open. He stood there, silent for a moment. He thought it over, before grimacing a little. "Shit, thats not good. What do you think your going to do?" He came to stand next to Liam, putting a hand on his arm.

"I don't know. I don't fucking know. I'm not saying I couldn't love another child. But I wasn't ever thinking of one. I wasn't thinking of any child in my life before Meghan, but it feels different now." He sighed and laid his hand upon Charlie's. "I'm not making sense, Charlie, am I?"

Charlie took his brother's hands in his own and kissed them. "Yeah, you are." He said, hugging his brother. "And at the same time you're absolutely not." He said smiling. He pulled Liam behind him into the living room, sitting him on the couch. "Are you saying you don't want another one, ever?" He said, laying back and letting Liam put his head on his shoulder.

Liam laid his head on Charlie's shoulder. He was glad Charlie was there for him now. It must have been coincident or fate that Charlie was back right now. Charlie had always been there for him when he was having a hard time. "I think that's what I'm saying."

Charlie sighed deeply. He pressed a quick kiss to the side of Liam's head, stroking his hair. "So you've got a decision to make." Charlie felt so helpless. He didn't know how to help his brother. Truth be told, he was envious. He wished he could have a family like that, but it wasn't happening any time soon. He wasn't ready just yet. All he could do was support whatever Liam chose to do.

Liam grimaced slightly. "I can't make that decision alone and I can't force Karen into my decisions, can I? I'm feeling bad." Liam sighed looking nowhere for some time, thinking, before placing a soft kiss on Charlie's shoulder. "Thank you for being here."

Charlie held him tighter, daring leaning down to kiss his lips. "I only wish I could do more. I don't know how to help you with this." He said, resting his head on Liam's. "What does your gut tell you to do?"

"Hmm..." Liam thought a moment; At the same time enjoying Charlie's proximity. "Gut feeling's that it might be okay in the end. Maybe it's right. But I'm scared right now."

Charlie kept stroking his brother's hair, humming a song to him. He closed his eyes. He loved the feel of his brother so close to him. No matter what, or who came into his life, His brother was still the only one who he felt perfect with. He longed to kiss him, to ravish him, but he'd let Liam take whatever steps he wanted. No use screwing up his marriage unless he wanted it.

Liam wondered how Charlie always knew what to do to comfort him. Without Charlie Liam wouldn't ever have made it this far; and with Charlie at his side, supporting him he could go on whatever there was to come. He kissed Charlie's neck barely noticeable.

Charlie felt the smallest peck on his neck, and he shifted. He wanted more from Liam, obviously, but he wouldn't make the move. He wanted Liam to decide. He sat back, trying to control his breathing, still caressing Liam. He fingered his ear lightly, tickling it.

Liam couldn't resist Charlie. It was his biggest weakness. But somehow he didn't mind that so much. He pressed his lips on Charlie's in a passionate kiss. He knew that Karen and Meghan could be back any time soon from running errands. But he was weak.

Charlie whimpered a little, gripping Liam tightly. "My thoughts exactly" He whispered, caressing Liam's back. "So lovely... too good for me..." He said, kissing him again.

Liam ran his hand through Charlie's hair, caressing his neck, pulling him as close as possible. Their kissing was passionate and desperate and involved a lot of tongue; Liam was panting when he pulled back slightly. "I need you Charlie!"

Charlie nuzzled his neck, breathing. "We need to go somewhere else then." He said, before kissing Liam again, sucking on his bottom lip. "Shit Liam, your too good for me." he mumbled again, his thoughts scattering as he felt Liam's arousal.

Liam pulled Charlie up with him, holding him tight at first, pressing their bodies together. "Your room?" he asked nibbling Charlie's neck, already walking him out of the living room.

Charlie ran in front of him, daring Liam to race him. He turned around long enough to stick out his tongue at his brother before darting up the stairs, almost slipping and falling halfway up.

Liam ran after Charlie calling him a bastard for running. When Charlie nearly fell he took his chance to get ahead of Charlie. "Ha, now where are you sluggard?" He asked teasingly as he stood on the top of the stairs.

Charlie sat, pouting, before lowering his head defeatedly. "There's no point in me trying, is there. I guess I'll just sit here and accept my loss for what it is." He sighed dramatically, resting his head on the next stair.

Liam laughed. "Move your lovely ass Charlie or I'll have to take you right there on the stairs." He went some steps down again holding his hand out for Charlie.

Charlie remained where he was, ever stubborn, laughing internally but keeping the pout outside. "No... what's the point. You're too good. I don't deserve you." He said, letting himself slip down one step.

"You don't deserve me? Now that's a new side of the story, thought it was the other way around. But, fine, if you think so, I'll go outside searching for someone you does deserve me and takes care of that matter." He said leaning back against the handrail, looking straight at Charlie as he licked his lips teasingly at him and slowly shoved his hand inside his boxers.

Charlie swallowed dryly. But he wouldn't look. No way. Nope nope nope. He heard the rustling of boxers on hair, and bit his lip. Nope. "Far too good for me."

"Okay then." He sat down a step down from Charlie. He leant back on his elbow he propped two steps above and freed his cock. "I'll just wait here for my family to come back." He said while he slowly stroke his cock.

Charlie breathed deeply, rolling his eyes before turning to climb up Liam's body. "And how would you explain this?" He said, teasingly stroking his cock. "That might be a little terrifying for poor Meghan."

Liam nuzzled Charlie's neck, moaning. "Well, then we really should go to your room."

"That’s what I was trying to achieve" He said softly, kissing Liam's collarbone. "You distracted me." He made no move to move though, just settling himself on top of his brother.

Liam could feel Charlie's hard on which only made him groan more. "Charlie. We're still on the stairs." he stated. He tried to get up with Charlie on top of him, but it seemed quite dangerous.

"So make me move" Charlie mumbled, taking off Liam's shirt. Slowly, he licked the hard expanse, nipping every few moments. His own chest was mottled from the abuse Sawyer wreaked on him daily, but he didn't mind. He liked it.

"How? You seem quite comfortable here." Liam said. "But let me tell you, the steps aren't nice to have in your back." He leaned down to nibble on Charlie's neck.

"Your not really complaining, are you?" Charlie mumbled, shifting to rub against Liam's hardon. He tried to get Liam's belt off, but failed miserably. He grumbled, trying to figure out how to do this without moving.

Liam felt all the heat and blood rush into his lower parts. "Fuck Charlie! Get up!" He groaned. "We're on the bloody stairs! We're fucking exposed!" He shifted beneath Charlie which only caused more friction. "God Charleh! Please!" He held Charlie on his waist beneath his shirt slightly rubbing up and down.

Charlie rubbed down harder on Liam's groin, loving the feel of he hardness underneath. He began to tease and lick his brother's neck, making the experience completely intensely wonderful, before "Ok, let’s go." He said, getting up casually and walking away, to his bedroom.

Liam was too surprised of Charlie's really sudden leaving. He had been sitting some more seconds before he ran after Charlie. "You're a fucking tease Charlie." He complained as he reached his brother.

"You said you wanted to leave" He said lightly, laying on his bed, stretching his arms over his head, wrists together. His body was thin and stretched out to the soft light of the room, and his gaze didn't leave Liam's for half a second.

"Yeah I know." Liam looked at Charlie as if he was taking his clothes off by merely looking. Finally he knelt above his brother and took his shirt off licking every bit of flesh he was freeing.

Charlie writhed under his brother's tongue. The ticklish sensation was partnered with the growing heat in his groin, pooling and making him moan. "Fuck Liam, touch me."

Liam tossed the shirt aside, Then he got up just to lie down sideways, so his feet were pointing far from Charlie and his head could easily be laid upon Charlie's stomach, next to his brother. He ran his flat hand over Charlie's jeans clad groin. He liked the feeling of Charlie's hard on beneath the trousers. Then he opened Charlie's belt and fly.

Charlie moaned, moving one hand to Liam's head, cradling it, breathing deeply. He tried to control himself, but it was pretty fucking amazing what he was feeling. He breathed deeply, in and out.

Liam made Charlie lift his butt a bit so he was able to take his jeans off. Then he drew all his attention to Charlie's hard on. He wrapped one hand around it and licked the head.

Once Charlie's jeans were off, he felt terribly exposed. He eagerly tried to get Liam's trousers off, reaching as far as he could to trace Liam's spine all the way down to his pants. "Off." he said hoarsely. "Now"

Liam got his pants off. He sucked in breathe hard as his hard-on was about to touch the blanket. He rolled onto his back lying his head on Charlie's stomach and took the head of Charlie's cock into his mouth, licking the tip teasingly.

Charlie moaned deeply, hips rising off the bed on their own accord. He sighed, whimpering to the air "Hurry, shit Liam, hurry. We don't have time to tease." Even though he wanted this to last forever.

Liam growled and crawled up next to Charlie so he could kiss him passionately. "I fucking hate having no time." he complained against Charlie's lips. He let his hand run over Charlie's lower abdomen kneading his balls with his thumb while doing so.

Charlie moaned deeper into the kiss, biting and licking Liam's mouth crazily. He tried to roll on top of Liam, but his body to felt too heavy. Instead, he just sighed into Liam's mouth, beginning to thrust evenly into Liam's hips.

Liam groaned. Charlie felt so amazing and just right and like the best thing in world but a hundred times better. "Charlie? Fuck me?" he asked as he rolled them both so Charlie was atop of him.

Charlie wiped his hair from his forehead, breathing hard. "You sure? It’s been a long time." He said worriedly. He leaned down to kiss Liam's chest, totally overblown from heat and intensity.

Liam writhed beneath Charlie's kisses. "Yes I'm sure." Liam answered while caressing Charlie's back. "I know it's been a bloody long time, but I'm really sure."

Charlie nodded, reaching into his drawer by the bed. Hm, only 3 condoms’s left. Sawyer would notice one missing. But right now, he didn't really care. He pulled one out of the drawer, settling the foil packet on Liam's chest. Reaching back into the drawer, he pulled out the small blue bottle. "How do you want it?"

"Slow." Liam answered. He pulled Charlie back down by the neck, playing with his hair, and kissed him with relish. "I want to savor you." He whispered against Charlie's lips in a near whisper.

Charlie glanced at the clock by his bed. "I don't know if we have time for slow..." He said, kissing him back quickly. He still lubed up his finger, pressing it slowly inside of Liam. "I'll do what I can." He whispered, going to work.

Liam sucked in breath quite surprised. It really had been very long, he nearly hadn't remembered just how it felt. But after a little time of getting used to the feeling it felt amazing. "Just take your time, love, don't think about them for a bit, will you?" He whispered in a pleading voice.

Charlie sighed, nodding. He set a pace with his fingers, using the other hand to lube up his cock. "You ready for this Liam?" He said, half teasingly. He removed his fingers and put himself in position.

Liam nearly held his breath as he nodded. "Yeah, yeah I'm ready." If watching Charlie lube his cock didn't kill him already he was sure the feeling of Charlie filling him would.

Charlie slowly moved inside of his older brother, eyes closing as the hot vice wrapped around his overly sensitive cock. Throwing his head back, he moaned softly, barely audibly, feeling sweat appear on his chest and neck. Shit. "Liam, so fucking tight, shit mate"

Liam groaned and pushed his hips against Charlie, urging him to move. He knew himself he was 'fucking tight' and it also hurt. Yes, it did. But he wanted, needed this right now. More than anything else. "Charlie, fucking do it!" he plead in a husky voice.

Charlie grinned, panting breathily. "I thought you wanted slow!" He said, keeping up the teasingly slow pace, not giving into his own desires and his brothers. He kept moving slowly, not adjusting his pace.

Liam held onto the sheets. "Fuck yesh," he growled with clenched teeth "but..." He threw his head back - as far as this was possible anyway. "Fuck Charlie, so good! So good!"

Charlie teased his brother a little more, alternating the rhythm at times, biting his own lip so that he himself wouldn't come at the wrong time. He leaned down to nip Liam's chest, whispering against it. "Tell me what you want Liam. Shout it."

Liam lifted his hips some and pulled Charlie nearer to him by the neck. He licked over Charlie's sweet tasting lips before kissing him deeply. "God, Charlie, move on. Speed up!" But he couldn't bring himself to more than a hoarse whisper

Charlie pulled away. "I can't hear you, so you must be fine." He said, slowing down even more, thrusting deeper, but at a more gradual pace than before. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Fuck Charlie I hate ya." Liam mumbled. "For the fucking hell of it: SPEED UP!" He pleaded desperately, hoping this was finally loud enough for Charlie to react. It felt good this way though, but he felt like dying from sensations.

"You don't sound completely convinced." Charlie teased, giving one quick thrust before returning to the slow, steady rhythm. Just for the fun of it, he counted slowly with each thrust.

"God, Charlie, MOVE!" Liam shouted at his younger brother. His cock was already throbbing pretty much from precum. Desperately he reached for his member, spreading the precum over the pretty sensitive head.

Charlie slapped his brother's hand away from his cock, grabbing both hands in one strong grip and holding them above Liam's head. He then began moving at a furious pace, the sound of his balls hitting Liam's skin making him gasp. He reached down to slap the side of Liam's ass, making a painful but erotic sound with his hand.

Charlie's behavior took Liam's breath away. "Charlie! God Gracious." He panted. He writhed and reared beneath Charlie, trying to get at least this way some more friction for his cock.

Charlie wouldn't let Liam get what he needed. He wouldn't touch his cock. He wanted him to come without it. So he worked harder, sweat forming in beads on his chest and hips, dripping off his cock. He thrust so furiously and deeply that he almost feared for Liam's intestine. There was no stopping him yet though.

Liam felt the sheets and pillow beneath him being damp already from all their sweat. Sawyer would know in any damned way what had been going on. But it didn't matter to Liam. He was near his climax. Extremely near. And though he was really tight, he clenched his butt a bit. He wanted Charlie to come with him.

Charlie moaned, falling forward a little bit. He was really fucking close. He licked Liam's chest, licked the salty sweat that gathered near his belly button, stretching his back to the fullest. He arched up like a cat as a fresh, stronger wave of lust washed over him.

Charlie's tongue on his bare hot sweaty chest made Liam shiver. He groaned deeply, pushing his hips against Charlie some more, tightening further around Charlie. "JesusfuckCharliegottacome!" He cried out.

"So come." Charlie said, breathing out through his nose hard, keeping the last bits of himself together. "Come for me Liam, come all over me." He chanted, reaching up to tweak and pinch Liam's nipple. "Come, NOW!!" Charlie yelled.

It wouldn't have needed Charlie to tell him to do so, because he had been that damned near, but Charlie somehow always made it that it was him in the end who made him come. He came hard, he came all over both their stomachs. Seldom did his body shake that much during his orgasm as it did right now.

Charlie felt the splash of seed against his stomach, and his control was gone. Three more hard thrusts and he spilled into his brother. Collapsing to the side, he rolled off of his brother, trying desperately to catch his breath. "Think Karen will be upset about this?"

Liam rolled onto his stomach, caressing Charlie's body and kissing and licking his sweaty neck. "What? The sheets? Well, it's all yours and Sawyer's fault, I'm having nothing to do with this." he grinned before kissing Charlie softly but deeply.

Charlie sat back, still under Liam's ministrations. "No, I mean, I think I heard the door slam about 5 minutes ago." He said, letting his head hit the pillow hard.

"Fuck! You sure? I mean... Oh fuck!" Liam rolled back onto his back staring at the ceiling, nearly ignoring his brother. "What about Sawyer? Isn't it possible it was him?" he mused, looking at Charlie.

Charlie sighed. "I'll go downstairs first." he said, getting up and throwing on a pair of boxers and cargo pants, and lastly a decent, if baggy shirt. He laid one hand on his brothers shoulder and kissed him on the forehead, before saying "Get in the shower."

"Yeah. Sure." Liam swallowed hard before he got up and gathered his stuff. Charlie was already on the stairs as Liam went into the bathroom. There already was a subject they would most probably argue about today, so what Liam could go without easiest was Karen finding out about him and Charlie.