So much can happen in a year

Arden - aw poor you *huggles* this is gonna be the last chapter huni :( sorry



Lina - *hands you a tissue* I know, disgusting isn't it? All this mush, one could drown in it ... bah humbug...



Denday - wasn't it Shakespeare who said 'all good things must come to an end'? If I carried on forever it'd end up being pants and I'd get told off by *someone*...telling the truth *blushes* pah!



A/N - this is the last chapter peeps, I hope it's a good (for lack of a better word) climax. Short and sweet again ;) Enjoy peeps



December



(Two weeks before Christmas)



"Well, I've got all my presents sorted out"



"Storm, you had everyones presents sorted out in January" Bobby laughed, playfully elbowing the weather goddess and earning a snowball down the back of his neck,



"What are you thinkin' blue?" Rogue asked softly, noticing the pensive mood the Doctor was in. He looked up at her from over the top of his steepled fingers with a puzzled frown usually reserved for the highest of philisophical questions,



"What do you get for someone like Sabretooth?" He asked, knowing it was a mistake as soon as the woman before him started to grin,



"Mouthwash?" Bobby suggested with a grin, still trying to dislodge the snow from the back of his sweater,



"A muzzle" Logan called in from where he was enjoying a beer and a cigar



"Forty pounds of raw meat?" Ororo tried not to grin but it showed up in her eyes,



"Deodorant" Rogue cut in as Hank opened his mouth, earning a glare,



"Even my vocabulary doesn't contain enough words to describe how very unuseful that was" He mumbled, moving to get out of the chair only to be pinned under Bobby and Rogues combined weight,



"Oh no you don't! This is the first time we've dragged you out of the lab for a *whole* *day* for aages" Bobby grinned, sprawled across his lap,



"Right, y'all ain't goin' nowhere" Rogue grinned, scooping up a handful of the now defunct snowball and shoving it down the front of the Doctors shirt -



"Wa-hoo! Cold!"



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(Christmas day)



Hank rolled over, groaning as the morning light tried to pry his eyelids open but no! He would resist the call to consiousness...it was a fight he was slowly loosing. He grumbled, reaching out to...his hand fell through the empty space beside him. His eyes snapped open as panic shot through him - how could he be so stupid? To think that Creed would stick around, that he'd *want* to stick around -



"Hello lover" Hank lifted his head, letting it drop back with a sigh when he saw Creed sitting, completly naked, cross legged at the end of the bed, "merry Christmas" Creed added as an afterthought as the sound of children playing with new toys filtered through the walls, floor and ceiling,



"Merry Christmas" Hank mumbled in reply, burying his head in Creeds vacant pillow, still trying to escape the sunlight, "did you open the curtains?" He asked through the cloth and feathers, hearing Sabretooth laugh,



"Mmm." The pillow was cruelly - heartlessly in fact - snatched away and Hank squinted in the morning light sulkily, "did ya know ya talk in ya sleep?" Creed asked, crawling up the length of his body,



"What was I saying?" Hank couldn't keep away a smile as relief and morning laughter filled him, watching as Creep loomed over him, long gold hair falling to tickle his shoulders,



"You were tellin Storm to put it down" Creed grinned a little, lips pressed against Hanks "from the sound of it she didn't want too" Hank shifted a little, his body effectivly pinned down by the bedcovers and his lovers weight, he frowned a little, remembering the dream he'd been having,



"Well the frog should have been left alone" He said in his best doctors voice, smiling as Creed laughed before kissing him with a sharp bite to his lower lip, "mmm, Merry Christmas" Hank purred after he was thoroughly ravished, licking the taste of his lover from his lips,



"Already said that I think, Dr McCoy" Creed growled softly against his mouth, loving the soft dark flush on the Doctors cheeks,



"Well I'm saying it again, Mr Creed" The doctor said sulkily, reaching out for the pair of glasses that lay on the bedside table. Creed caught his wrist, kissing the tender skin on the inside, gently nipping at it with too sharp teeth. Hanks lips parted with a barely audible gasp and Creed watched the hint of a fang from the corner of his eye as he continued to work the tiny patch of blue skin, moving slowly - far too slowly for Hanks liking - upwards. Both of them were suprised at the low groan the doctor emitted when Creed reached the inside of his elbow,



"I think I found another reaction button" Creed murmured against the flesh,



"You are taking far too long Creed" Hank warned, just a little breathlessly as his hand snaked down Creeds chest, "I may have to take matters into my own hands" The assasin grunted as Hanks had wrapped around his cock, stroking as demandingly as he dared. Creed huffed a laugh, kicking off the sheet so he could settle between his lovers legs, using a huge amount of will power to wrench Hanks hand from himself, pinning it against the white pillow, bringing the other up beside it. Creed pulled away a little to look down at his love, Hanks general blueness was always at odds with the stark white of the bed clothes but somehow...now...it made him look so -



"Beautiful" Creed didn't realise he'd spoken outloud until he saw the flush creep up Hanks cheeks, "shut up" The assasin snapped, shifting so their hips ground together, watching Hank writhe beneath him, pushing against the delicious friction that sent shivers through him, testing Creeds grip on his wrists,



"I d-didn't say anything" He murmured breathlessly, not recognising his own voice,



"Ya didn't have too, it was written all over ya face" Creed growled lowly, licking a long line over Hanks chest, latching on to an already peaked nipple,



"Oh my stars and garters!" Hank arched up into the warm wetness, humming low in his throat as a slightly rough tongue made the small hairs on the back of his neck stand up in pleasure. Creeds free hand trailed up the inside of his thigh, squeezing the tender flesh there before carrying on up, calloused fingers wrapping around his cock and stroking cruelly slowly bringing the doctor to full, aching hardness in a matter of moments,



"Yeah, I was thinkin just that" Creed grinned against the taunt skin over Hanks muscular chest. Days spent in the danger room and nights spent on missions had left the Doctor with a more than well honed body...a well honed body that was highly aroused and stretched taunt all for Creed...the assasin licked Hanks lips, never once stilling the rocking motion of his hips, just enough friction to make Hank moan but not enough to tip him over the edge,



"Creed-" Hank gasped into the kiss, parting his thighs wider, tugging against the hands that held him to the pillow desperate to touch, to pull Creed tighter against him, to feel the smooth slide of muscles beneath his palms - *anything* -



"Yes?" Creed asked, appearing completly cool and collected, the only betrayal was the rock hard erection that glided against Hanks own,



"Oh for Gods sake *do* something!" The doctor demanded desperatly, wrenching at his wrists as he twisted his hips up, locking his ankles high on Creeds back, "catch the hint?" He asked breathlessly into Creeds ear, "Or do I have to do something more poignient?" He squeezed his thighs together, crushing the assasins ribs enough to make Creed gasp,



"Cheater" The assasin accused, reaching over with his free hand to the nightstand, "Are you hummin?" he asked suspiciously. Hank blushed, biting the soft flesh of the assasins ear to get his attention a little more focused,



"...Jingle all the way..." He whispered in a sing song voice, feeling the vibrations through Creeds chest as the other man laughed silently, "what? It's christmas" Hank laughed softly in reply,



"So much for concentratin on the moment" Creed snorted softly. Hank scowled, blushing a darker shade of blue against the stark white of the pillow, he opened his mouth to snap a reply but was cut off by the slick push pleasure burst -



"Ooh yesss" He hissed, closing his eyes as pleasure danced up and down his spine, lancing through his cock, precum gathering on the end. Above him Creed started to purr,



"Love those noises ya make" He said, almost as an observation, swiftly adding a second finger in beside the first - just so he could watch Hanks eyes fly open, a shade of blue that heaven couldn't replicate. Hank stared at him with those eyes, making those sounds, flexing his inner muscles and - "now"



"Please, yes" Hank agreed breathlessly, shuddering a little as Creeds fingers were withdrawn before biting his lower lip, eyes closing once more as the assasin thrust into him, hard and fast, setting a brutal pace that had both of them moaning in seconds. Hank struggled free of the hand that held his wrists down as pleasure burst through his system at each powerful stroke, he reached up instantly, his hands skimming over pulsing sweat slicked flesh, following the contours of Creeds back, claws leaving red lines that made the assasin growl. Creed snarled, leaning down for an open mouthed kiss, their panting, moaning breaths echoing around the little room, "-Victor..." Hank whined into the kiss, tearing away to bury his face in the crook of Creeds shoulder, placing a set of biting kisses on a broad shoulder as he concentrated on the hot, smooth, *hard* glide of Creeds cock in and out of him, his own hips pistoning back to meet each thrust,



"Yes" Creed snarled into his ear, one hand wriggling between their bodies to grab hold of Hanks cock, stroking roughly in time with his thrusts, "come with me, doc" Creed ordered breathlessly through the moans, "come with me-"



"YES! VICTOR!" Hank threw his head back with a near scream as pleasure seared through his system, stretching him taunt and leaving him shivering as Creed pumped into him one last time before following him into nirvana, coating his insides with his seed, the last reflex thrusts making Hank shudder violently, his ankles slipping free of their deathlock so his legs fell back to the bed covers as he traversed the upper stratosphere, floating happily on a bed of endorphines,



"McCoy" A voice was calling him some distance away, "Hank" The Doctor opened his eyes in sheer suprise, seeing Creed looming over him with a frown, "I didn't get ya anythin for Christmas" Hank started to laugh, gently taking hold of Creeds face to deliver a giggling kiss,



"Clever plan, wait until the afterglow and then deliver the bad news" He grinned as Creed nuzzled his jaw to try an cover up his embarresment,



"Sex cures everythin" He murmured gruffly, pressing dry kisses against Hanks sleepy skin,



"I didn't get you anything either" He replied softly, running his fingers through Creeds hair,



"You said, the first time, that I said cliches a lot" Creed mumbled slowly against his skin, lapping lightly at the marks he'd left, his hips moving sensuously over Hanks in a way that could only be described as decadant,



"Yes, the cliche King" The Doctor couldn't help the sleepy grin that stole over his face, eyes half open, "or Queen, either way" He did his best to stifle his laughter as Creeds sharp teeth pressed against his neck warningly but he couldn't stop his body shaking,



"I..." Creed trailed off, going uncharacteristicly still a moment before licking a long line over Hanks jaw,



"Care to share?" Hank murmured shivering a little, his hands moving of their own accord over Creeds back, gently carresing and comforting as he kissed the warm, scented, soft piece of skin just beneath Creeds ear. The assasin pulled away and frowned down at him with such an intense expression that Hank was afraid he'd call the whole thing off. Creed felt the doctor tense beneath him and buried his face back in the crook of his neck,



"Mpf fla" Hank laughed nervously at the muffled words, stroking Creeds hair absently,



"Alright, Mr Creed, care to share in *english*?" He whispered into the ear beside his mouth. Creeds head shifted a little but didn't lift,



"Love ya" He said, so quickly that Hank almost missed it. The Doctor blinked in shock,

"What?"



"You heard" Creed growled, his voice a mix of threat and embarresment. Hank tugged on the hair at the base of Creeds head until the assasin moved to look down at him. Hank narrowed his eyes, looking into his lovers...Creeds eyes were always so *unreadable* but now...now he could see the embarresment as well as...truth. Hank took is face in both hands, forcing his lover to meet his eyes,



"I love you too" He replied solomnly...the tension seeped slowly out of Creeds shoulders, the tiniest smile settling over the rugged mans face. Hank watched the tiny smile blossom into a full blown grin - slightly smug and self satisfied but a grin none the less - and his fathomless eyes, the eyes of a killer, of an assasin, of a lover, filled with joy,



"Yeah" Creed murmured huskily, "yeah me too" Hank moaned into the open mouthed kiss they shared, his last coherent thoughts making him smile a little...



...'I don't know what the future holds but as long as Creed is here...it's going to be one heck of a ride'...



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A/N - Yeah I know it's cheesy. I'm sorry but anyway. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed (love y'all) and thanks to those who have read but *haven't* reviewed, you're still important ;) See you around.