Title: Here With Me 26/?
Author: Anorien and Sairalinde
Type: RPS
Pairing: Craig/David
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Ourselves
Warning: Abuse not between main pairing.
Disclaimer: This never happened. This was written in fun that's all.
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Summary: A.U. Two University Professors try to overcome their pasts and find love and healing.
A/N: This is A.U. and it is the world we wish really did exist.

//Indicates thoughts

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Craig crossed over to the driver's side of the car and slid behind the wheel, then turned toward his lover with a smile. He felt much better now that Dr. Lewis had given them the all-clear, and wanted nothing more than to get David home and let him rest. "You ok, love?"

"Am now that we are going home," David said smiling. "Desperately want a shower still," he said softly. His head didn't feel as fuzzy anymore though he still ached. "Thank you...for everything, Craig," he murmured as they headed for home.

Craig reached over and took David's hand in his own. "You don't have to thank me, sweetheart," he smiled. "I just want to take care of you and do my best to make sure you're never hurt again."

David nodded and smiled. "It feels good to have someone that wants to do that actually...not used to it," David said softly. Once they pulled into the driveway David anxiously waited for Craig to put the car in park. He opened the door and waited until Craig came around knowing that he would fuss if David tried to walk on his own for right now. Once in the door D'Artagnan met them but seemed to sense something was wrong so he sat down and looked up at the two men expectantly. David reached down to pet him and D'Artagnan backed away. "He smells Richard on us," he whispered. "Let's take a shower?" he asked Craig tiredly.

Craig slid his arm around David's waist and they slowly made their way up the stairs. "I'm ready to get the smell of that bastard off both of us," he said softly. "But especially off of you." They went into the bathroom where Craig turned the lights down low and carefully undressed his lover, wincing as he saw each bruise, dark even in the dimly lit room. Slowly peeling back the tape from David's back, he sighed. "This is going to sting when the water hits it," he sighed. "Do you want me wait here for you or join you? I understand completely if you need some time alone, but I'm not going far either way."

"No...don't go, please?" David asked feeling silly for not being more independent but not wanting Craig to leave him right now. He just wanted to get clean and go to bed with Craig's arms around him...that was all in the world he wanted.

Craig smiled and kissed his lover softly on the lips. "I won't go anywhere," he whispered. He quickly stripped off his own clothes and turned the warm water on. Stepping into the shower, he turned and helped David to step in beside him, keeping David's injured back away from the water. He carefully wrapped his arms around his lover and held him tightly, his own chest pressed lightly against David's back, careful not to press on his wound. "You're not feeling sick are you?" he asked quietly.

"No...haven't for a while now," David said whispered feeling the warm steam surrounding him. "You ok? I know those cuts on your hands have to be stinging a little," he said quietly. David still couldn't believe this day had happened, Richard attacking him and then...Craig fighting with him. He just knew his father had probably left half a dozen messages on the machine downstairs. "I'm so damn tired," David whispered leaning his head back on Craig's shoulder.

"I know, love," Craig said kissing his lover's neck. "Let me wash the smell of that bastard off you and we'll go lie down. And my hands are fine. Don't you worry about me." Keeping David pulled firmly against him, Craig reached over to the shower rail and grabbed a washcloth. Holding it under the water until it was drenched, he got the soap and slowly lathered David's chest and neck. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," David whispered in return. "Hmm, that feels good," he murmured as Craig washed him. The warm water and his lover's tender touch making him more and more relaxed by the second. "God I still can't believe all this happened today," he said softly still unable to believe it hadn't all been a bad dream.

Craig held on to David tightly and washed his arms and legs, being especially careful with his injured forearm. As David relaxed against him, Craig urged him to place one foot at a time on the edge of the tub, so he could soap every inch of his body without having to release him. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there in the lounge with you," he said sadly. "I promised to protect you, and then I had my head up my arse when you needed me. But I promise he'll never lay a hand on you again."

"How were either of us to know, love? I certainly didn't expect him to pull that at work...not the way he did. I thought it was over months ago," David said as Craig washed him so carefully. He shifted slightly almost laughing at himself, as tired and sore as he was, Craig being this close and as his hands moved over him he began to feel himself getting aroused. Clearing his throat and trying to concentrate on something...anything other than his lover so close...though David was failing miserably. "This probably wasn't a wise idea," he whispered.

Craig leaned back and looked at his lover for a moment, worried that something was wrong. As David shifted closer to him, Craig's hand dropped to steady him and he realized what he was talking about. He leaned forward again to kiss his lover's neck, lapping at the water the slid down the smooth skin and across David's chest. Grabbing the shower gel, he applied a generous amount to his hands and rubbed them together until the gel was slick and warm. He pulled David closer, Craig's chest still flush against his lover's back as his hand trailed down to fondle the arousal that lay against the smooth planes of David's stomach. "I think it was a very wise idea," he said softly, letting his slick fingers close around David's arousal. "And I think you may change your mind in about…….two seconds."

As Craig's hand wrapped around him David moaned and tipped his head back to rest on his lover's shoulder. "I think you might be right," he grinned as his eyes slipped closed. "God, Craig...you have no idea what you do to me," David whispered honestly. He hadn't intended for this shower to progress to anything more than just getting clean but his lover being so close and touching him so tenderly was more than David could take. As Craig's hand moved over him gliding up and down the length, David's breath caught in his chest and he pressed his hips back against Craig, feeling his arousal rubbing against him.

Craig's stroked his lover slowly, traveling the length of his arousal from root to tip, then back again as his other hand slid down to cup the heavy sacs that hung below. "I do know, love," he whispered, shifting his hips as his own arousal slid against the firm muscles of David's hip. "Because you do the same thing to me." He gently marked David's neck and shoulders, kissing and sucking, then soothing with his tongue as his hand worked faster and faster on his lover's arousal. It was physically impossible to resist David - absolutely and utterly impossible, he decided. His arms held David steady as his hands worked his arousal and gently rolled the heavy balls between his fingers. His own breath was coming hard and fast just from hearing David's soft moans and the feel of his smooth skin rubbing against Craig's arousal.

Feeling Craig marking him gently, David smiled. //I'm his, body, mind, and soul, and the best part is that I'm his because I want to be.// Rocking his hips forward and back as Craig's fist tightened around him, David moaned. "Craig, I love you...oh God I love you," he called as he felt himself nearing his release. Turning his head he licked at Craig's neck panting as his hips moved with his lover's hand.

Craig's hips shifted in time with his hand, and he gave a low, shuddering moan. If someone had told him a few months ago that he'd meet someone who could make him feel like *this* - could make him lose control of his body without even moving - Craig would have said they'd lost their mind. But the feel of having the man he loved in his arms, giving so much of his body and his heart to Craig so willingly, was almost more than he could bear. His own primal urges took over and he thrust his arousal against his lover's hip as his hands worked faster and harder. "I love you too, sweetheart, love you so much," he gasped. His head fell forward over David's shoulder and he buried his face in his lover's neck, water streaming over his head and down his cheeks. Their moans echoed off the shower walls as they moved together, faster and harder, until Craig felt David stiffen in his arms. "Come for me, love," he moaned as he thrust forward one final time, his arousal gliding along David's hip in a delicious friction and his release hitting him hard. His moans echoed off the shower walls as his seed burst forth to cover the warm skin of his lover's hip and trail down his thigh.

David continued to move his hips in time with his lover. Feeling Craig's hard length trapped between their bodies he moaned softly as Craig's hand sped over his throbbing cock. He could almost imagine the water steaming as soon as it hit his body he felt so warm. Thrusting forward into the tight grip, David's muscles tightened as Craig called out to him and his release slammed through him spilling over his lover's hand and his own stomach. Feeling Craig's release spill against his hip, David smiled, amazed he'd found his release from just the friction of their bodies that way. "I love you," David repeated over and over as his hips still continued to move slightly until he was completely spent.

Craig held on tightly to his lover as they sagged against one another, each of them gasping for air in the steamy heat of the shower. Reaching out to adjust the temperature a bit, they let the cool spray clean them, as they simply tried to stay upright. "I love you too," he whispered, resting his back against the shower wall. He moved around to stand in front of David and leaned in for a deep kiss, feeling the water beat steadily on his back. He pulled back to draw in a breath of air and rested his forehead against his lover's. "Let's finish getting you cleaned off then go to bed, shall we? I don't think I can stand up much longer."

David lost himself in Craig's kiss then, remembering his lover's lip, he pulled back. As Craig rested against him David smiled, "Bed...yeah I don't think I can stand much longer either," he whispered smiling. Then a thought struck him and he ran his hand down the side of Craig's face, "I'm sorry, that kiss didn't hurt did it?" he asked worriedly.

"No," Craig whispered, closing his eyes and leaning into David's touch. "It didn't hurt at all. It made me feel much better, in fact." He opened his eyes and sighed.

"Made me feel better too...certainly more relaxed now," David grinned. He was shocked after all that had happened that he'd become so easily aroused but then with Craig naked and wet and so close it was inevitable.

"Good," Craig smiled, giving his lover a final kiss and pulling him closer. Gently cupping the water in this hands, he finished wetting David's hair and reached for the shampoo. Being extra careful around the swollen bump on the back of his head, Craig proceeded to wash his lover's hair, then let his fingers card through as the cool water rinsed it. "Let's get out and I'll clean your back while you lie down? A little peroxide and some gauze pads won't hurt as much as soap and water will, and I just can't stand to hurt you."

"Sounds good to me. I kinda like the idea of not hurting anymore myself," David grinned. He opened the shower door and held onto Craig's hand while he stepped out. He still wasn't entirely steady on his feet but his head wasn't hurting near as much, and at the moment he felt fairly boneless anyway. He handed a towel to Craig as he stepped out and smiled. "The next five days here at home and I get you all to myself...I think I'm going to really enjoy this," David sighed.

Craig smiled and used his towel to carefully dry his lover off from head to toe, not letting him go for an instant, still worried that he may be dizzy. "I plan on making sure you enjoy it," he said, arching his eyebrow wickedly. "And if that shower was any indicator, I'm pretty sure we're both off to a roaring start." He quickly dried himself off, then threw the towel into the hamper and secured a fresh towel around David's waist, then one around his own. He led his lover into the bedroom, stopping only to get the first aid kit under the counter. "Lie down on your stomach, love," he said softly. "This will only take a minute, then we can both rest."

"I didn't expect that, I was so exhausted...but you just do something to me," David grinned as they headed for the bedroom. Laying down on his stomach David closed his eyes and waited for Craig to settle down beside him. He could hear him opening things and just sighed softly. Of all things that had to happen.

Craig opened several sterile gauze pads and a small tube of peroxide. He carefully cleaned and dressed the wound then blew kisses over the deep bruise that had settled into the muscles of his lover's back. "All done," he smiled. He pulled back the covers from David's side of the bed and rubbed a hand over the uninjured parts of his back. "Now, why don't you get comfortable and I'll go close the shades?"

"Thank you, sweetheart," David said softly and rolling to his side to face Craig. As Craig got off the bed to close the shades David shifted and pulled the towel from around his waist and scooted under the covers folding them back for Craig. All in the world he wanted was to have Craig's arms around him as he went to sleep...tonight and every night. He couldn't believe that he'd sought Richard out because of what he did, part of him was stunned and another part simply felt loved. "Sweetheart? How did you find Richard anyway? I know I'd never pointed him out to you before," David asked as Craig closed the shades. David flipped on the lamp beside him so Craig could at least see crossing the room and smiled as he watched his lover move. Realizing he was gawking at the man he loved David felt his face flush and he looked down at the comforter.

Craig sat on David's side of the bed and smiled at him, reaching out to run a finger lightly over his chest. His own face flushed a bit as he realized his lover had been watching him, and he couldn't help but feel flattered. "I……I kind of…made Sally show me where he office was," he said sheepishly. "And I need to apologize to her sometime soon. I was…upset and not as friendly to her as she deserves. I'm really sorry, David. I just…I couldn't think about anything but making him pay for hurting you, and I just…..I don't know. I've never hurt anyone in my life. I'm not like him, but…..but if I had it to do over, I'd do the same thing. I wouldn't have left you alone while I did it, but I would have found a way to get to him. I'm really, really sorry that I left you. I swear it'll never happen again."

"I'm sure Sally won't hold it against you, she couldn't stand Richard so it's likely she was outside with pom poms cheering you on," David teased. "Please don't be upset about leaving me alone...I was alone before you got there you know? You didn't know I had a bump on the head, hell I didn't even realize it myself I just knew my head hurt. I was so shook up I couldn't think straight, hell....I couldn't even talk. I hate that you know, really hate when I do that," David said sadly looking down at the bed. "It's all over now, we will rest, spend the next five days just enjoying our time off, I know I can catch up on some papers I need to grade, and lots and lots of just lounging around. Father won't like it, but after what you said maybe he'll be a little different about this. He truly got angry?" David asked still shocked his father even cared.

"Hey," Craig said softly. "You had every right to be nervous. I'd have probably been the same way in your shoes. It's nothing to be worried about. I'm just glad you didn't keep it from me. I *needed* to know. I'd have been crushed if I found out about it from someone else." Reaching down to wrap his fingers around David's, he squeezed them slightly. "Your father…..he was so angry that I think he may have even been planning on going back to finish the job for me. This whole thing was….surreal. He went from being ready to fill out my dismissal papers to telling me to go home and take care of you, and assuring me of my job. He's stubborn, and I *hate* the way he treats you, but he does love you David. That much I'm sure of."

David nodded and took a deep breath, "Guess I didn't think I'd find out he really cared this way...but I don't think this will change things between us. Too much water under the bridge," David said softly. He wished it would change how he and his father got along but he knew that just wasn't possible. "And I won't keep anything from you Craig...I couldn't have if I'd wanted to...I was just scared. Aside from my Aunt you are the first person to know any of this. You are the first person I've trusted enough to tell," David explained squeezing Craig's fingers gently.

//I'd give anything to fix this with your father for you, love. To fix everything in your life and make it perfect. It's the very least you deserve. // "Thank you," he said softly. "I promise I'll never betray that trust and I'll never make you regret it." His eyes drifted to David's arm and he winced. "Are you hurting, love? Do you need some ice or pills or…….anything?"

"No, just need you," David murmured scooting across the short distance and snuggling against Craig. "That ok with you?" he grinned as he snuggled close. Closing his eyes he rested his head against Craig's shoulder. "I love you, Craig, and I will always trust you," he whispered softly.

Craig carefully ran his hands over David's shoulders and held him tightly. "I love you too, sweetheart," he murmured, nibbling on his lover's ear. "And you know what? I need you as much, if not more than you need me. You, my sweet David, are my very life."

David smiled and snuggled closer, "And you are mine," he whispered softly against Craig's neck and unsuccessfully hiding a yawn. "I'm sorry, love...I'm really exhausted. Will you sleep with me?" he asked kissing Craig's neck gently.

"I'd love to," Craig said softly, returning David's kisses. Gently disentangling himself from his lover's arms, Craig lay him back against the pillows and smoothed his hair back. Standing up, threw his towel into the nearby chair and turned off the light. "Rest," he whispered as he walked to his side of the bed and crawled under the covers, sliding across the bed and wrapping his arms around David. "I'll need to wake you up in a couple of hours, but it'll only be for a few minutes, then you can go right back to sleep."

"Mmmm ok," David said sleepily as he snuggled back against Craig. Now that he was relaxed he was completely exhausted. Closing his eyes he rested his head against Craig's shoulder, "Love you," he whispered barely getting the words out before he drifted off to sleep.

"Love you too," Craig whispered softly, holding his lover close and trying to relax. He concentrated on David's deep, even breathing as he stared up at the ceiling for the next several hours, thanking God that David was safe, and back in his arms, and that that bastard who'd hurt him was out of his life forever. // I'm so sorry I left you, sweetheart. It'll never happen again, I swear. And I'll make this up to you if it's the last thing I do.//

TBC