Busca - The Search Part 2
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deloritaA new years gift for the Antonio Banderas and Michael Shanks fans :D My slashy muse came up with a sequel to my El Mariachi story :D:D:D It seems like a fairy tale, really LOL because, well, I've got a little surprise.
For those who haven't read the story yet, but would like to see how El Mariachi, the hero from Desperado and Once upon a time in Mexico, may finally become happy, click on the first link to the first part. (Ignore the sentence about Carolina, though ;) Oh and of course EL and Carolina aren't mine. They do belong to Robert Rodriguez completely. I'm just playing with them. Kevin is my invention, though.
http://delorita.livejournal.com/3430.html
and on to part two (click "read more"):
Busca – The Search - Part 2
By Del.
Pairing: El Mariachi / Kevin / Carolina
Rating: NC17
Notes: This part came totally unexpected to me. But watching “Once upon a time in Mexico” again, and listening to Carolina sing, got me thinking…
Warning: You’ll get a threesome here. Hetero and slashy sex involved. And this is REALLY going to be NC17 stuff ;)
Huge THANKS again for my ever so fast and helpful beta Jillie.
“She’s asleep.” El pulled the light covers carefully over Franci’s body. It wasn’t really necessary but he used it as excuse because he didn’t really know what to do next. He felt pretty certain what was about to come now that she was taken care of, but he also felt embarrassed as hell.
It was like being in his teens again, falling in love for the first time.
When he straightened up, a gentle touch on his back startled him. Kevin had silently approached him from behind and was now caressing his spine. A slow downwards motion.
“So beautiful.” Kevin had to repeat the words he had spoken earlier in the afternoon.
El didn’t turn. He just took a very deep breath, savoring the feeling of warm hands through the material of his now snow white shirt. The hands wandered back up again, over his shoulders, down his upper arms.
“So strong.”
El moved around, facing Kevin, swallowing the lump in his throat. He started to unbutton the other mans shirt, muttering, “So smooth,” when he revealed the first inches of Kevin’s bare chest. For a brief moment he wondered if Kevin shaved it. El laid his hands tentatively onto the tanned skin. He felt a moan vibrate beneath them, and without thinking, he bent forward and kissed the naked flesh tenderly. The hands on his biceps tightened and he looked up, puzzled.
“Let’s go to the bed room.” Kevin’s voice was hoarse. He was hardly able to speak, shaking all over.
They’d do it.
They’d have sex.
He had no clue how or which way round, just that they WOULD do it. He was certain of that. He felt it deep in his gut and he saw it in El’s eyes. They were even darker with desire than usual. In silent agreement, they led each other to the bedroom. Holding hands.
Once in there, El continued to kiss Kevin’s bare chest, shoving him slowly backwards while doing so. Kevin got his hands beneath El’s shirt and was rewarded with a deep groan. He pulled the shirt over El’s head before falling on the bed.
The moon gave just enough light so that they were able to admire each other in the darkness.
“You’re beautiful, too,” El whispered when he slowly moved on his hands and knees to brace himself over Kevin. His pants were growing much too tight within seconds.
Kevin pulled at El’s necklace and then took his face in his hands, starting a deep, crushing kiss. El didn’t hesitate and responded equally. Their mouths couldn’t, fuse any tighter as their tongues battled wildly, each searching for domination. El felt Kevin’s hands in his long strands of hair, gripping it tightly, and he liked it immensely. Kevin used his strength and rolled EL over so that he was on top. Their bare chests rubbed against each other, their still clothed groins pressing together.
“Lose those,” El begged as he tried to get his hands into Kevin’s jeans but found they were too tight to just push them down. Kevin didn’t want to break the kiss again so he fumbled with one hand on his zipper, holding himself up with the other one. He felt El’s chuckle in his mouth, along with a tender swipe of the other man’s tongue. Then there were the slender fingers on his zipper, pulling it down, reaching in…and touching his already revealed hard on. “Hm... no underwear.” El finally broke the kiss and tried to have a look down there. “Did you expect something?” El asked.
He was rewarded with a lopsided grin, his embarrassment completely gone. He had made up his mind. He wanted this. He wanted the closeness to this man; he wanted to be intimate with him and enjoyed it already. “God, yes.” Kevin grinned, too, stopping his actions to make eye contact. “You okay?”
“Si, very.” El started to open the buttons on his own pants but was stopped by Kevin who sat back on his heels, his jeans open, erection standing to attention. El couldn’t take his eyes off of it and licked his lips unconsciously. He barely noticed Kevin had no such problem, but then Kevin touched him and he groaned from the back of his throat when his new lover brushed the tip of his cock. It felt delicious and he bucked his hips upwards.
“No underwear either?” Kevin chuckled and pulled El free of his pants. There were no boots in the way given the heat of the day. Kevin just gasped when he saw the through and through handsome man on the bed. He was perfectly built. His dick long and smooth and so inviting.
Kevin didn’t think one second, but bent down and crawled slowly upwards, licking the insides of El’s thighs slowly, inch by inch, further upwards, across all the terrible scars on his stomach, murmuring, “Poor baby.”
Kevin’s hands followed where his mouth had been and El started to beg, “Por favor,” thrusting his hips into the air. When he felt Kevin’s warm fingers on his already tight balls, he gave a low, “Hmmm, more.” And the strong hand moved, touching the beautiful penis firmly. El hissed and gripped Kevin’s short hair.
Kevin darted out his tongue. He wanted to catch the drop of precome he saw already glistening. His own cock ached. He’d never been so hard before. When El repeated he should lose his pants was when Kevin realized he was still wearing them and struggled to get out of them. He felt El’s hands on his naked butt and it was like an electric shock.
“Can we…I want to…” El didn’t know how to express what he wanted to do, but as soon as Kevin gave his attention to El’s cock again, the other man managed to guide him around with his expressive hands so that Kevin’s cock was right above his mouth.
“Oh, Jesus,” Kevin moaned and knowing what was to come, he started to suck El’s tip in and was rewarded with the same pleasure in return. It was almost unbearable. He didn’t know what to concentrate on first – the incredible smooth, delicious flesh in his mouth, or the tongue on the slit of his own penis. It was so overwhelming that he zoomed out his brain and just started to thrust and suck at the same time El did.
Their groans filled the air and it was a giving and taking that only men could do to each other. They found the perfect rhythm almost instantly, neither of them worried if he’d push too deep, just knowing what was right. Kevin felt El’s pleasurable humming through the tip of his cock and knew he couldn’t hold it much longer. When El’s fingers massaged his balls tightly, rolling them expertly around, he couldn’t stop himself and came violently, falling to his side and taking El with him. El came just as hard, spasms jerking their bodies, hands holding fiercely onto each other and they were swallowing each others’ seed.
After some seconds they separated, panting and shaking, their gazes wild. Kevin turned to face El, who caressed his smooth jaw immediately.
“Jesus, that was…”
“Hot?”
“Yeah.” They moved towards each other, starting to kiss again, tasting their fluids in the others’ mouth and not being disgusted by it, but loving it. Their hands stroked over their sweating bodies. They just couldn’t get enough of each other.
When the kiss slowed down, they lay together in a tight embrace, exhausted, and buried their faces in the crooks of each other's neck.
“I think I love you,” Kevin whispered under his breath.
El couldn’t say those words. But somewhere deep inside, he felt it too, yet still afraid to admit it.
Limbs entwined, they fell asleep.
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“Give me that.” Kevin took the rubber band from El’s fingers. “I want to make you that pony tail.”
El chuckled, bent back on the bed, his legs off of it already. The sex they’d just had was incredible, as always. He enjoyed Kevin’s fingers in his hair, his eyes closed.
“You know, I used to have longer hair too,” Kevin moved his fingers through the silky, black strands, “but it got in the way.”
El bent his head even more to look at Kevin upside down. After giving it some thought, he murmured, “Might look good on you.”
Kevin leaned in to lick his lover’s lips. “Want me to try it again?”
El darted his tongue out to catch Kevin’s in a luscious, lazy play, “Hhhmmmm.” He flopped on his back and pulled Kevin down so they were able to kiss properly. Kevin moved so that he lay alongside the other man.
But there was a time limit.
Francisca had already called.
They stopped the kiss. Luckily, they had put their jeans on earlier.
To finish his thought, Kevin asked, “You going to make me a pony tail then?”
Both chuckling the made their way downstairs to finish packing for the big trip.
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A few days later at the airport
“Mama!” Francisca pulled free from El’s and Kevin’s hands while they were waiting in line, ready to REALLY fly to Spain. The two men shared a brief glance and went after her immediately. El was sure the little one had seen a woman that only looked like her mother from afar, but when they reached the woman and the girl, the two were already hugging, laughing and crying all at once.
El stood rooted to the spot. “Jesus Christ,” he only muttered. It WAS his wife.
It was Carolina.
Finally she looked at him, as beautiful as always, Franci on her arm. “I thought you were dead,” she whispered, barely audible through the noise all around them. “Both of you,” she swallowed, tears running freely down her cheeks. She looked at the girl in awe, stroking her little face again and again.
“No,” Francisca stated proudly, “Daddy saved the both of us.” She was looking at Kevin when she said it. The Canadian suddenly felt very out of place and didn’t know what to do.
And the plane wasn’t waiting.
But that tiny woman looked stunning. Kevin certainly understood why the Mariachi married her. He felt a huge lump in his throat when looking at the now rejoined little family, hugging.
He stepped back a few steps.
“I thought you were dead, too.” El couldn’t believe it was really Carolina.
Suddenly he felt like he was torn apart alive, painfully slowly into two pieces. One part still deeply in love with his wife and the other part madly in love with Kevin.
Kevin, who looked pale as a sheet when El turned to look at him.
“We’re flying to Spain,” Franci interrupted everybody's thoughts. “You coming, Mama?”
Carolina, totally puzzled and beside herself, checked her wristwatch, her face lighting up.
“Si, querida! Me too! Let’s hurry,” she took Franci’s hand. When Franci wanted to take El’s hand, too, she had to turn because the Mariachi wasn’t at her side anymore.
He stood with Kevin.
Time was running out.
The line at the checkpoint got shorter and shorter.
And unconsciously, Franci saved the situation again, which the adults didn’t seem able to handle, “Daddy, Papa! Hurry, por favor!”
Carolina frowned at the little ones call. Daddy and Papa? She decided there was time for explanations on the flight to Europe.
Kevin just shook his head and told El, “I can’t.”
El was insistent. “We’ll figure it out. Come on.” He touched Kevin very briefly on his bare biceps, trying to throw all his newly discovered feelings into the one word, “Please.”
His lover only looked at the floor, considering his options.
He’d lose Franci AND El if he said no now. He’d abandon all the plans they had made. But then, were there still any plans at all since the family was together again?
He felt his head spin.
El touched him again, more firmly this time.
Kevin looked up finally and they locked gazes, hoping no one would take notice of their odd behavior.
“Te quiero,” El mouthed silently.
Kevin swallowed and wanted to kiss him right there, in front of everyone. But knowing that wouldn’t do anyone good, he only took his bag, nodded, mouthing “Gracias,” right back.
Together they joined the two ladies at the checkpoint.
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On the plane
When they were about to take their seats, Kevin offered his to Carolina so she could sit with her daughter. He had to think things through anyway.
How complicated could life get again?
El was really tense as well. Of course he was absolutely happy that Carolina was alive, but what would they all do after landing?
There were nearly twelve hours to make decisions…
Francisca was very brave and didn’t show any fear of flying. As soon as the plane was in the air, she started whispering with her mother.
El didn’t understand one word, but saw Carolina glance back now and then to look at Kevin.
The Mariachi really wanted to know what happened after she and El got shot more then three years ago. Of course he couldn’t ask that on the plane.
Franci suddenly bent over to him, held her little hand before his ear so no one could hear, “Mama said a very kind doctor made her new again.”
El chuckled and nodded, “I can see that.”
“And she’s a singer now and has to work in Spain. Can’t we invite her into our new house?” A small frown showed on the tiny forehead of the girl. “I’ll go and ask Daddy.” The little one didn’t give El a chance to answer. She jumped from the chair, tiptoed over to Kevin’s seat and crawled onto his lap. And like with EL, she started to whisper into his ear.
“She likes him a lot, doesn’t she?”Carolina asked, really puzzled.
“Yeah, she does,” El answered with a sigh. “We’ll have to explain everything to you. When do you have your appointment?” El took her hand, caressing it again and again. He couldn’t believe that she was real.
“Monday. I wanted to get to Spain a bit earlier.”
She studied her husband closely, thinking that he looked even better then years ago. The red, long sleeved shirt and the blue jeans really suited him as much as his black Mariachi outfit. She didn’t mind the tiny wrinkles she discovered at the corners of his eyes. He did wear his hair shorter, but still had a sexy ponytail.
Franci came back and interrupted Carolina’s musings while she hopped excitedly into her seat, “Daddy said I can invite you to our new house, if you have time.” She beamed with pride.
“Muy bien,” Carolina smiled right back, getting thousands of butterflies in her stomach, wondering if they’d be able to figure out the basics during the short weekend. “But now try and get some sleep, Querida, will you?”
“Si, Mama. This is like in a fairy tale, isn’t it?” She grinned at her parents, taking each ones hand, and falling asleep.
Since there wasn’t much they could talk about with so many people around, the three adults tried to sleep too, wondering what the new situations would bring.
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In the new home in Spain
“Guys, that sounds really complicated,” Carolina stated in the late evening, after she’d heard Kevin’s story about adopting Franci and the way they met El, including the death of Sands and their escape. They’d told her nothing about their true relationsship yet.
“So she calls you Papa and Mister Harrison Daddy?” Carolina moved closer to El on the sofa. He put his arm around her shoulders and held her, nodding, not looking at her, totally at a loss for words.
“It’s Kevin, Senora,” the tall man muttered from the corner of the room.
“Bien.” Carolina smiled at him warmly, tossing her long hair out of her face with a swift movement. “It’s Carolina,” she offered right back. “Please would you come here?”
Kevin shook his head.
“You better come,” El suddenly found his voice. “She’s good with knives, you know.”
Kevin frowned but still didn’t move.
Carolina got up and knelt in front of El, stroking strands of his hair out of his face and kissed him deeply without warning. He kissed her right back without thinking, for several minutes.
The slamming of the door separated them.
“Damn.” El jumped up, wanting to go after Kevin.
“Wait, Alejandro,” Carolina said with an insistent voice. “I have a plan.” She kissed him again briefly.
“No you can’t…You don’t know…” El didn’t know what to say to her.
“You are in love with him, are you?”
Her calm question slammed into his guts like a hammer.
He couldn’t look at her. Of course it dawned on him that Franci must have told her something. But it was a different thing to be in love with another man, secretly, when no one knew about it, than to be outed by your own wife.
He wanted to disappear.
“Carolina, por favor…” He felt hot and cold all at once. It was much easier to be in a shootout with several pistoleros than handling this particular situation. He loved Kevin and he loved Carolina, too.
What a mess.
She walked slowly over to him and took his face in her hands. “You don’t have to explain.” She stroked his smooth jaw with a shy smile. “I’m not mad at you.”
He lifted her up. “You’re not?”
She shook her head, “Let’s go after him.”
They searched the whole new house, holding hands all the time, getting to know it really well.
El’s heart was sinking when they didn’t find Kevin. He pictured that he’d already left without a trace.
The last room left was Franci’s.
And there the ex-cop sat, beside her bed, elbows on his knees, face buried in his hands.
She was sleeping like a baby in her huge new bed.
Kevin turned his head slowly towards them when they carefully closed the door so as not to wake the little one. He looked ragged and completely lost; an incredible sadness had overtaken his handsome features. El saw a tear glint in the corner of his lover’s eye. “Kevin,” El started but the other man turned away.
“Let me,” Carolina said under her breath. She stepped closer to Kevin without letting go of El’s hand. When she knelt in front of Kevin, El croutched beside her, uncertain what would follow next.
“Do you believe in love at first sight?” Carolina laid her hand on Kevin’s bare forearm, stroking her thumb over the blonde hair there, still holding on to El.
The men first looked at each other and then at her in true bewilderment.
“Si,” they replied simultaneously, smiling meaningfully.
“Can we please go into another room?” Carolina said very quietly. “I don’t want to wake Francisca and I’d like to make a sugestion.” She took Kevin’s hand too, pulling him up from the chair as well as she could since he was a head taller then her.
She pulled the men into the master bedroom, asking them to sit down on the bed. They were so speechless that they just did it.
Carolina started to pace before them, rubbing her hands together nervously.
She didn’t know how to begin.
“Carolina, what’s up?”
El wanted to get up, but sat back down heavily when she suddenly said breathlessly, “I want to sleep with the both of you.”
“WHAT?” Kevin’s eyes couldn’t get any bigger.
“Well,” she swallowed, still walking back and forth, “I noticed, that’s the only way to keep everybody happy…if…if you both would agree to that.” Her face was a bright red, even visible in the semi-darkness of the room.
“But how…” El got up, stroking his hair out of his face. Kevin fell backwards on the bed, covering his eyes with his hands, shaking his head in disbelief.
“I want…I want my girl back,” Carolina began to sob, “but she’s so attatched to the both of you, as I could see, that there’s no other way to stay with her. Can I, por favor?”
“But we don’t know each other, Senora,” Kevin muttered. “I’m sure we can find another way to make everybody happy…” He just truly didn’t know how. He loved El, but he wasn’t blind and could see the sparks of true love fly between the two Mexicans.
And did she – by all means – suggest a threesome?
He sure didn’t give her any hint that he ever slept with El. Nor that he loved him.
On second thought, she sat beside Franci the whole time on the flight, and he and El had kissed in front of the kid several times back on their vacation.
Damn.
Suddenly he felt someone move on the bed beside him, felt caressing fingers on his chest and KNEW they were not El’s.
“Didn’t I just ask you if you believe in love at first sight?” Carolina drew slow circles over Kevin’s abs.
El felt a terrible pang of jealousy in his gut, but wasn’t sure if it was because of Carolina’s behavior or of Kevin’s, who didn’t bother to slap her hands away.
“Alejandro,” Kevin’s deep voice almost made him jump since he very seldom used El’s real name. “Do you think what I think?” He lifted his head only a little to see where El stood.
“I don’t know what to think.” El started to get really angry.
“Come here, Alejandro, por favor,” Carolina whispered seductively. “I don’t want you to be jealous. I just…I just…please.” She hung her head, sitting back on her heels, feeling very stupid all of a sudden.
“Carolina,” Kevin took her hand very gently, “with your question, do you mean that you fell in love with me at first sight?” He frowned, trying to look at her and El at the same moment, but not succeeding.
He watched El, who rocked back and forth, hands in his pockets, head down.
Out of the corner of his eye, Kevin saw Carolina nod.
“You look absolutely hot,” she admitted, “and since my Alejandro and Francisca love you, you must be a nice person.” A tear fell onto her bare thigh.
“What a mess.” El came a bit closer. “How do you know we’re in love?” He just HAD to ask that question.
“Our Francisca is a bright girl,” she said as she looked up to El and held her hand out. “I read between the lines.”
El sat down on the edge of the bed.
“And I can see it in the way you both look at each other.” She didn’t think that would be possible but it was. Suddenly she got a really bad feeling about her idea. “Do you still love me too, Alejandro?” She almost couldn’t get the words out.
El only nodded. This was almost too much.
A threesome…or what was she aiming at?
“You didn’t ask me if I’m bi.” Kevin decided to make the situation a bit more comfortable and smiled at her.
“Oh.” She turned a much brighter red then she was before.
“Well, you must be, since you had a wife and kid.” She got up. The closeness of the two sexy men made her dizzy and she had to think again.
This seemed to be more difficult than she had meant it to be.
She stepped out onto the balcony, letting the warm summer night air wash over her face, and closed the glass door behind her.
Inside, Kevin sat up.
“Do you still love ME?” He wasn’t certain. He’d seen the way El and Carolina had kissed. It was mindblowing.
“Do you love her?” El answered with a question of his own.
“She’s very attractive.” Kevin looked at El sideways, starting to rub the other man’s back.
El relaxed immediately, straightening up and bending his head back, loving the feel of the strong hand on him.
Kevin increased the strength of his strokes, moving further down with each one.
“I think she wanted to suggest a threesome but couldn’t say so out of the blue.” Kevin’s hand moved beneath the waistband of El’s jeans, feeling bare skin already.
El groaned. He suddenly turned his head to look at Kevin, taking the other man’s face in his hands and kissing him fiercly, hungrily with full tongue attack. Kevin kissed him right back in the same way, letting his middle finger move further down beneath El’s jeans, right into the cleft between his buttocks. It was difficult but it was possible, and together with the other hand on El’s covered crotch, it made him shudder very pleasurably.
Of course he still loved the guy.
They forgot themselves and fell backwards on the bed, wrestling with each other until El was on top of Kevin, undoing his pants, not stopping the all consuming kiss.
Carolina watched through the door. It was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. Such strength and utter beauty combined. She felt her mouth water, her clit pulsing already only by the sight of this.
She told herself now or never.
If she could make this work, then she had to take action now. She wanted to feel El again inside of her, but she didn’t want him to be unhappy. Kevin was able to give him something that she couldn’t.
The door didn’t make a sound when she opened and closed it behind her.
The men were lost to each other, both their pants down, their hard cocks rubbing together in a very familiar rhythm.
Carolina had to blink. This was totally odd. It looked intriguing as hell and she wanted to touch. When the men rolled to the side, she used the chance, crawled on the bed and got her small hands between their sweaty bodies, taking both their dicks and squeezing.
She gasped and they gasped. They looked at her very briefly, not able to say anything and going back to their fierce kissing while thrusting their dicks into her skillful hands.
She had taken off her panties early, straddled El’s thigh now and rubbed her throbbing, wet pussy onto his nude, hairy flesh. It felt heavenly, having her beloved husband back and massaging two VERY hard cocks which were about to explode any second now.
But they didn’t.
El moved all of a sudden after he had whispered something into Kevin’s ear.
Carolina now was beneath him, her skirt ripped appart.
“Te quiero,” El moaned when he entered her without warning. She bucked and couldn’t believe her luck. She spread her legs as far as she could, his penis inside of her, rubbing, was pure bliss.
El was in double heaven, fucking Carolina again and feeling Kevin’s tongue moving down between his buttocks at the same time. Closer and closer to his pucker…shhhhitttt…now Kevin’s tongue was in and he got tongue fucked. Wet and warm and deliciously.
He touched Carolina’s clit with the tip of his cock exactly when he felt Kevin’s dick against his entrance. It was slick with lube and El muttered, “Now,” when he dived into Carolina again.
Kevin was breaching him, slowly, carefully. El felt the deep groans of his lover on his back.
He thought he’d die from pleasure. Carolina’s warmth and wetness around him, Kevin’s hardness inside of him, filling him, making him whole.
They found a rhythm. Animalistic. Hot and wild, bucking and rubbing and groaning and moaning loudly. Carolina had her legs pressed against both men, kissing El and scratching her fingernails into Kevin’s shoulders.
Kevin couldn’t hold it one second longer. The couple beneath him looked so incredibly hot that when he opened his eyes for a brief moment, he came violently in an instant, pumping his sticky seed into El who gave a guttural groan and fired his load into his wife.
Carolina was sobbing with delight, writhing beneath the men, climaxing, not caring that their combined weight was heavy on her.
Was that a dream?
All three of them came down from their highs very slowly, short of breath, not able to look at each other, entangling their limbs, uncertain what to do.
Carolina found her voice first, taking in the sight of the handsome men, sitting at each site of her. “It’s a lot of love in the air, don’t you think?” She caressed El’s and Kevin’s forearms with her fingertips. They looked at her, looked at each other.
“Si,” El bent down and kissed her urgently, then he moved quickly and kissed Kevin in the same way. It was an incredibly odd feeling but for him, it felt completely right. Especially, when Kevin mirrored his actions.
Carolina smiled wickedly and pulled both her lovers down against her, their fingers lacing on her belly, covering her scars.
“We’ll figure something out, mi chicos, don’t worry.” Now she moved her mouth lusciously slow over first Kevin’s and then El’s lips, “I sure don’t want to lose this.” She giggled like drunk.
“I wanna hear you sing,” Kevin said drowsily, “if you sound as hot as your husband, I’m even more lost then I already am.” When he started to devour her mouth, he heard El chuckle, “You bet.”
Fin…
For those who haven't read the story yet, but would like to see how El Mariachi, the hero from Desperado and Once upon a time in Mexico, may finally become happy, click on the first link to the first part. (Ignore the sentence about Carolina, though ;) Oh and of course EL and Carolina aren't mine. They do belong to Robert Rodriguez completely. I'm just playing with them. Kevin is my invention, though.
http://delorita.livejournal.com/3430.html
and on to part two (click "read more"):
Busca – The Search - Part 2
By Del.
Pairing: El Mariachi / Kevin / Carolina
Rating: NC17
Notes: This part came totally unexpected to me. But watching “Once upon a time in Mexico” again, and listening to Carolina sing, got me thinking…
Warning: You’ll get a threesome here. Hetero and slashy sex involved. And this is REALLY going to be NC17 stuff ;)
Huge THANKS again for my ever so fast and helpful beta Jillie.
“She’s asleep.” El pulled the light covers carefully over Franci’s body. It wasn’t really necessary but he used it as excuse because he didn’t really know what to do next. He felt pretty certain what was about to come now that she was taken care of, but he also felt embarrassed as hell.
It was like being in his teens again, falling in love for the first time.
When he straightened up, a gentle touch on his back startled him. Kevin had silently approached him from behind and was now caressing his spine. A slow downwards motion.
“So beautiful.” Kevin had to repeat the words he had spoken earlier in the afternoon.
El didn’t turn. He just took a very deep breath, savoring the feeling of warm hands through the material of his now snow white shirt. The hands wandered back up again, over his shoulders, down his upper arms.
“So strong.”
El moved around, facing Kevin, swallowing the lump in his throat. He started to unbutton the other mans shirt, muttering, “So smooth,” when he revealed the first inches of Kevin’s bare chest. For a brief moment he wondered if Kevin shaved it. El laid his hands tentatively onto the tanned skin. He felt a moan vibrate beneath them, and without thinking, he bent forward and kissed the naked flesh tenderly. The hands on his biceps tightened and he looked up, puzzled.
“Let’s go to the bed room.” Kevin’s voice was hoarse. He was hardly able to speak, shaking all over.
They’d do it.
They’d have sex.
He had no clue how or which way round, just that they WOULD do it. He was certain of that. He felt it deep in his gut and he saw it in El’s eyes. They were even darker with desire than usual. In silent agreement, they led each other to the bedroom. Holding hands.
Once in there, El continued to kiss Kevin’s bare chest, shoving him slowly backwards while doing so. Kevin got his hands beneath El’s shirt and was rewarded with a deep groan. He pulled the shirt over El’s head before falling on the bed.
The moon gave just enough light so that they were able to admire each other in the darkness.
“You’re beautiful, too,” El whispered when he slowly moved on his hands and knees to brace himself over Kevin. His pants were growing much too tight within seconds.
Kevin pulled at El’s necklace and then took his face in his hands, starting a deep, crushing kiss. El didn’t hesitate and responded equally. Their mouths couldn’t, fuse any tighter as their tongues battled wildly, each searching for domination. El felt Kevin’s hands in his long strands of hair, gripping it tightly, and he liked it immensely. Kevin used his strength and rolled EL over so that he was on top. Their bare chests rubbed against each other, their still clothed groins pressing together.
“Lose those,” El begged as he tried to get his hands into Kevin’s jeans but found they were too tight to just push them down. Kevin didn’t want to break the kiss again so he fumbled with one hand on his zipper, holding himself up with the other one. He felt El’s chuckle in his mouth, along with a tender swipe of the other man’s tongue. Then there were the slender fingers on his zipper, pulling it down, reaching in…and touching his already revealed hard on. “Hm... no underwear.” El finally broke the kiss and tried to have a look down there. “Did you expect something?” El asked.
He was rewarded with a lopsided grin, his embarrassment completely gone. He had made up his mind. He wanted this. He wanted the closeness to this man; he wanted to be intimate with him and enjoyed it already. “God, yes.” Kevin grinned, too, stopping his actions to make eye contact. “You okay?”
“Si, very.” El started to open the buttons on his own pants but was stopped by Kevin who sat back on his heels, his jeans open, erection standing to attention. El couldn’t take his eyes off of it and licked his lips unconsciously. He barely noticed Kevin had no such problem, but then Kevin touched him and he groaned from the back of his throat when his new lover brushed the tip of his cock. It felt delicious and he bucked his hips upwards.
“No underwear either?” Kevin chuckled and pulled El free of his pants. There were no boots in the way given the heat of the day. Kevin just gasped when he saw the through and through handsome man on the bed. He was perfectly built. His dick long and smooth and so inviting.
Kevin didn’t think one second, but bent down and crawled slowly upwards, licking the insides of El’s thighs slowly, inch by inch, further upwards, across all the terrible scars on his stomach, murmuring, “Poor baby.”
Kevin’s hands followed where his mouth had been and El started to beg, “Por favor,” thrusting his hips into the air. When he felt Kevin’s warm fingers on his already tight balls, he gave a low, “Hmmm, more.” And the strong hand moved, touching the beautiful penis firmly. El hissed and gripped Kevin’s short hair.
Kevin darted out his tongue. He wanted to catch the drop of precome he saw already glistening. His own cock ached. He’d never been so hard before. When El repeated he should lose his pants was when Kevin realized he was still wearing them and struggled to get out of them. He felt El’s hands on his naked butt and it was like an electric shock.
“Can we…I want to…” El didn’t know how to express what he wanted to do, but as soon as Kevin gave his attention to El’s cock again, the other man managed to guide him around with his expressive hands so that Kevin’s cock was right above his mouth.
“Oh, Jesus,” Kevin moaned and knowing what was to come, he started to suck El’s tip in and was rewarded with the same pleasure in return. It was almost unbearable. He didn’t know what to concentrate on first – the incredible smooth, delicious flesh in his mouth, or the tongue on the slit of his own penis. It was so overwhelming that he zoomed out his brain and just started to thrust and suck at the same time El did.
Their groans filled the air and it was a giving and taking that only men could do to each other. They found the perfect rhythm almost instantly, neither of them worried if he’d push too deep, just knowing what was right. Kevin felt El’s pleasurable humming through the tip of his cock and knew he couldn’t hold it much longer. When El’s fingers massaged his balls tightly, rolling them expertly around, he couldn’t stop himself and came violently, falling to his side and taking El with him. El came just as hard, spasms jerking their bodies, hands holding fiercely onto each other and they were swallowing each others’ seed.
After some seconds they separated, panting and shaking, their gazes wild. Kevin turned to face El, who caressed his smooth jaw immediately.
“Jesus, that was…”
“Hot?”
“Yeah.” They moved towards each other, starting to kiss again, tasting their fluids in the others’ mouth and not being disgusted by it, but loving it. Their hands stroked over their sweating bodies. They just couldn’t get enough of each other.
When the kiss slowed down, they lay together in a tight embrace, exhausted, and buried their faces in the crooks of each other's neck.
“I think I love you,” Kevin whispered under his breath.
El couldn’t say those words. But somewhere deep inside, he felt it too, yet still afraid to admit it.
Limbs entwined, they fell asleep.
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“Give me that.” Kevin took the rubber band from El’s fingers. “I want to make you that pony tail.”
El chuckled, bent back on the bed, his legs off of it already. The sex they’d just had was incredible, as always. He enjoyed Kevin’s fingers in his hair, his eyes closed.
“You know, I used to have longer hair too,” Kevin moved his fingers through the silky, black strands, “but it got in the way.”
El bent his head even more to look at Kevin upside down. After giving it some thought, he murmured, “Might look good on you.”
Kevin leaned in to lick his lover’s lips. “Want me to try it again?”
El darted his tongue out to catch Kevin’s in a luscious, lazy play, “Hhhmmmm.” He flopped on his back and pulled Kevin down so they were able to kiss properly. Kevin moved so that he lay alongside the other man.
But there was a time limit.
Francisca had already called.
They stopped the kiss. Luckily, they had put their jeans on earlier.
To finish his thought, Kevin asked, “You going to make me a pony tail then?”
Both chuckling the made their way downstairs to finish packing for the big trip.
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A few days later at the airport
“Mama!” Francisca pulled free from El’s and Kevin’s hands while they were waiting in line, ready to REALLY fly to Spain. The two men shared a brief glance and went after her immediately. El was sure the little one had seen a woman that only looked like her mother from afar, but when they reached the woman and the girl, the two were already hugging, laughing and crying all at once.
El stood rooted to the spot. “Jesus Christ,” he only muttered. It WAS his wife.
It was Carolina.
Finally she looked at him, as beautiful as always, Franci on her arm. “I thought you were dead,” she whispered, barely audible through the noise all around them. “Both of you,” she swallowed, tears running freely down her cheeks. She looked at the girl in awe, stroking her little face again and again.
“No,” Francisca stated proudly, “Daddy saved the both of us.” She was looking at Kevin when she said it. The Canadian suddenly felt very out of place and didn’t know what to do.
And the plane wasn’t waiting.
But that tiny woman looked stunning. Kevin certainly understood why the Mariachi married her. He felt a huge lump in his throat when looking at the now rejoined little family, hugging.
He stepped back a few steps.
“I thought you were dead, too.” El couldn’t believe it was really Carolina.
Suddenly he felt like he was torn apart alive, painfully slowly into two pieces. One part still deeply in love with his wife and the other part madly in love with Kevin.
Kevin, who looked pale as a sheet when El turned to look at him.
“We’re flying to Spain,” Franci interrupted everybody's thoughts. “You coming, Mama?”
Carolina, totally puzzled and beside herself, checked her wristwatch, her face lighting up.
“Si, querida! Me too! Let’s hurry,” she took Franci’s hand. When Franci wanted to take El’s hand, too, she had to turn because the Mariachi wasn’t at her side anymore.
He stood with Kevin.
Time was running out.
The line at the checkpoint got shorter and shorter.
And unconsciously, Franci saved the situation again, which the adults didn’t seem able to handle, “Daddy, Papa! Hurry, por favor!”
Carolina frowned at the little ones call. Daddy and Papa? She decided there was time for explanations on the flight to Europe.
Kevin just shook his head and told El, “I can’t.”
El was insistent. “We’ll figure it out. Come on.” He touched Kevin very briefly on his bare biceps, trying to throw all his newly discovered feelings into the one word, “Please.”
His lover only looked at the floor, considering his options.
He’d lose Franci AND El if he said no now. He’d abandon all the plans they had made. But then, were there still any plans at all since the family was together again?
He felt his head spin.
El touched him again, more firmly this time.
Kevin looked up finally and they locked gazes, hoping no one would take notice of their odd behavior.
“Te quiero,” El mouthed silently.
Kevin swallowed and wanted to kiss him right there, in front of everyone. But knowing that wouldn’t do anyone good, he only took his bag, nodded, mouthing “Gracias,” right back.
Together they joined the two ladies at the checkpoint.
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On the plane
When they were about to take their seats, Kevin offered his to Carolina so she could sit with her daughter. He had to think things through anyway.
How complicated could life get again?
El was really tense as well. Of course he was absolutely happy that Carolina was alive, but what would they all do after landing?
There were nearly twelve hours to make decisions…
Francisca was very brave and didn’t show any fear of flying. As soon as the plane was in the air, she started whispering with her mother.
El didn’t understand one word, but saw Carolina glance back now and then to look at Kevin.
The Mariachi really wanted to know what happened after she and El got shot more then three years ago. Of course he couldn’t ask that on the plane.
Franci suddenly bent over to him, held her little hand before his ear so no one could hear, “Mama said a very kind doctor made her new again.”
El chuckled and nodded, “I can see that.”
“And she’s a singer now and has to work in Spain. Can’t we invite her into our new house?” A small frown showed on the tiny forehead of the girl. “I’ll go and ask Daddy.” The little one didn’t give El a chance to answer. She jumped from the chair, tiptoed over to Kevin’s seat and crawled onto his lap. And like with EL, she started to whisper into his ear.
“She likes him a lot, doesn’t she?”Carolina asked, really puzzled.
“Yeah, she does,” El answered with a sigh. “We’ll have to explain everything to you. When do you have your appointment?” El took her hand, caressing it again and again. He couldn’t believe that she was real.
“Monday. I wanted to get to Spain a bit earlier.”
She studied her husband closely, thinking that he looked even better then years ago. The red, long sleeved shirt and the blue jeans really suited him as much as his black Mariachi outfit. She didn’t mind the tiny wrinkles she discovered at the corners of his eyes. He did wear his hair shorter, but still had a sexy ponytail.
Franci came back and interrupted Carolina’s musings while she hopped excitedly into her seat, “Daddy said I can invite you to our new house, if you have time.” She beamed with pride.
“Muy bien,” Carolina smiled right back, getting thousands of butterflies in her stomach, wondering if they’d be able to figure out the basics during the short weekend. “But now try and get some sleep, Querida, will you?”
“Si, Mama. This is like in a fairy tale, isn’t it?” She grinned at her parents, taking each ones hand, and falling asleep.
Since there wasn’t much they could talk about with so many people around, the three adults tried to sleep too, wondering what the new situations would bring.
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In the new home in Spain
“Guys, that sounds really complicated,” Carolina stated in the late evening, after she’d heard Kevin’s story about adopting Franci and the way they met El, including the death of Sands and their escape. They’d told her nothing about their true relationsship yet.
“So she calls you Papa and Mister Harrison Daddy?” Carolina moved closer to El on the sofa. He put his arm around her shoulders and held her, nodding, not looking at her, totally at a loss for words.
“It’s Kevin, Senora,” the tall man muttered from the corner of the room.
“Bien.” Carolina smiled at him warmly, tossing her long hair out of her face with a swift movement. “It’s Carolina,” she offered right back. “Please would you come here?”
Kevin shook his head.
“You better come,” El suddenly found his voice. “She’s good with knives, you know.”
Kevin frowned but still didn’t move.
Carolina got up and knelt in front of El, stroking strands of his hair out of his face and kissed him deeply without warning. He kissed her right back without thinking, for several minutes.
The slamming of the door separated them.
“Damn.” El jumped up, wanting to go after Kevin.
“Wait, Alejandro,” Carolina said with an insistent voice. “I have a plan.” She kissed him again briefly.
“No you can’t…You don’t know…” El didn’t know what to say to her.
“You are in love with him, are you?”
Her calm question slammed into his guts like a hammer.
He couldn’t look at her. Of course it dawned on him that Franci must have told her something. But it was a different thing to be in love with another man, secretly, when no one knew about it, than to be outed by your own wife.
He wanted to disappear.
“Carolina, por favor…” He felt hot and cold all at once. It was much easier to be in a shootout with several pistoleros than handling this particular situation. He loved Kevin and he loved Carolina, too.
What a mess.
She walked slowly over to him and took his face in her hands. “You don’t have to explain.” She stroked his smooth jaw with a shy smile. “I’m not mad at you.”
He lifted her up. “You’re not?”
She shook her head, “Let’s go after him.”
They searched the whole new house, holding hands all the time, getting to know it really well.
El’s heart was sinking when they didn’t find Kevin. He pictured that he’d already left without a trace.
The last room left was Franci’s.
And there the ex-cop sat, beside her bed, elbows on his knees, face buried in his hands.
She was sleeping like a baby in her huge new bed.
Kevin turned his head slowly towards them when they carefully closed the door so as not to wake the little one. He looked ragged and completely lost; an incredible sadness had overtaken his handsome features. El saw a tear glint in the corner of his lover’s eye. “Kevin,” El started but the other man turned away.
“Let me,” Carolina said under her breath. She stepped closer to Kevin without letting go of El’s hand. When she knelt in front of Kevin, El croutched beside her, uncertain what would follow next.
“Do you believe in love at first sight?” Carolina laid her hand on Kevin’s bare forearm, stroking her thumb over the blonde hair there, still holding on to El.
The men first looked at each other and then at her in true bewilderment.
“Si,” they replied simultaneously, smiling meaningfully.
“Can we please go into another room?” Carolina said very quietly. “I don’t want to wake Francisca and I’d like to make a sugestion.” She took Kevin’s hand too, pulling him up from the chair as well as she could since he was a head taller then her.
She pulled the men into the master bedroom, asking them to sit down on the bed. They were so speechless that they just did it.
Carolina started to pace before them, rubbing her hands together nervously.
She didn’t know how to begin.
“Carolina, what’s up?”
El wanted to get up, but sat back down heavily when she suddenly said breathlessly, “I want to sleep with the both of you.”
“WHAT?” Kevin’s eyes couldn’t get any bigger.
“Well,” she swallowed, still walking back and forth, “I noticed, that’s the only way to keep everybody happy…if…if you both would agree to that.” Her face was a bright red, even visible in the semi-darkness of the room.
“But how…” El got up, stroking his hair out of his face. Kevin fell backwards on the bed, covering his eyes with his hands, shaking his head in disbelief.
“I want…I want my girl back,” Carolina began to sob, “but she’s so attatched to the both of you, as I could see, that there’s no other way to stay with her. Can I, por favor?”
“But we don’t know each other, Senora,” Kevin muttered. “I’m sure we can find another way to make everybody happy…” He just truly didn’t know how. He loved El, but he wasn’t blind and could see the sparks of true love fly between the two Mexicans.
And did she – by all means – suggest a threesome?
He sure didn’t give her any hint that he ever slept with El. Nor that he loved him.
On second thought, she sat beside Franci the whole time on the flight, and he and El had kissed in front of the kid several times back on their vacation.
Damn.
Suddenly he felt someone move on the bed beside him, felt caressing fingers on his chest and KNEW they were not El’s.
“Didn’t I just ask you if you believe in love at first sight?” Carolina drew slow circles over Kevin’s abs.
El felt a terrible pang of jealousy in his gut, but wasn’t sure if it was because of Carolina’s behavior or of Kevin’s, who didn’t bother to slap her hands away.
“Alejandro,” Kevin’s deep voice almost made him jump since he very seldom used El’s real name. “Do you think what I think?” He lifted his head only a little to see where El stood.
“I don’t know what to think.” El started to get really angry.
“Come here, Alejandro, por favor,” Carolina whispered seductively. “I don’t want you to be jealous. I just…I just…please.” She hung her head, sitting back on her heels, feeling very stupid all of a sudden.
“Carolina,” Kevin took her hand very gently, “with your question, do you mean that you fell in love with me at first sight?” He frowned, trying to look at her and El at the same moment, but not succeeding.
He watched El, who rocked back and forth, hands in his pockets, head down.
Out of the corner of his eye, Kevin saw Carolina nod.
“You look absolutely hot,” she admitted, “and since my Alejandro and Francisca love you, you must be a nice person.” A tear fell onto her bare thigh.
“What a mess.” El came a bit closer. “How do you know we’re in love?” He just HAD to ask that question.
“Our Francisca is a bright girl,” she said as she looked up to El and held her hand out. “I read between the lines.”
El sat down on the edge of the bed.
“And I can see it in the way you both look at each other.” She didn’t think that would be possible but it was. Suddenly she got a really bad feeling about her idea. “Do you still love me too, Alejandro?” She almost couldn’t get the words out.
El only nodded. This was almost too much.
A threesome…or what was she aiming at?
“You didn’t ask me if I’m bi.” Kevin decided to make the situation a bit more comfortable and smiled at her.
“Oh.” She turned a much brighter red then she was before.
“Well, you must be, since you had a wife and kid.” She got up. The closeness of the two sexy men made her dizzy and she had to think again.
This seemed to be more difficult than she had meant it to be.
She stepped out onto the balcony, letting the warm summer night air wash over her face, and closed the glass door behind her.
Inside, Kevin sat up.
“Do you still love ME?” He wasn’t certain. He’d seen the way El and Carolina had kissed. It was mindblowing.
“Do you love her?” El answered with a question of his own.
“She’s very attractive.” Kevin looked at El sideways, starting to rub the other man’s back.
El relaxed immediately, straightening up and bending his head back, loving the feel of the strong hand on him.
Kevin increased the strength of his strokes, moving further down with each one.
“I think she wanted to suggest a threesome but couldn’t say so out of the blue.” Kevin’s hand moved beneath the waistband of El’s jeans, feeling bare skin already.
El groaned. He suddenly turned his head to look at Kevin, taking the other man’s face in his hands and kissing him fiercly, hungrily with full tongue attack. Kevin kissed him right back in the same way, letting his middle finger move further down beneath El’s jeans, right into the cleft between his buttocks. It was difficult but it was possible, and together with the other hand on El’s covered crotch, it made him shudder very pleasurably.
Of course he still loved the guy.
They forgot themselves and fell backwards on the bed, wrestling with each other until El was on top of Kevin, undoing his pants, not stopping the all consuming kiss.
Carolina watched through the door. It was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. Such strength and utter beauty combined. She felt her mouth water, her clit pulsing already only by the sight of this.
She told herself now or never.
If she could make this work, then she had to take action now. She wanted to feel El again inside of her, but she didn’t want him to be unhappy. Kevin was able to give him something that she couldn’t.
The door didn’t make a sound when she opened and closed it behind her.
The men were lost to each other, both their pants down, their hard cocks rubbing together in a very familiar rhythm.
Carolina had to blink. This was totally odd. It looked intriguing as hell and she wanted to touch. When the men rolled to the side, she used the chance, crawled on the bed and got her small hands between their sweaty bodies, taking both their dicks and squeezing.
She gasped and they gasped. They looked at her very briefly, not able to say anything and going back to their fierce kissing while thrusting their dicks into her skillful hands.
She had taken off her panties early, straddled El’s thigh now and rubbed her throbbing, wet pussy onto his nude, hairy flesh. It felt heavenly, having her beloved husband back and massaging two VERY hard cocks which were about to explode any second now.
But they didn’t.
El moved all of a sudden after he had whispered something into Kevin’s ear.
Carolina now was beneath him, her skirt ripped appart.
“Te quiero,” El moaned when he entered her without warning. She bucked and couldn’t believe her luck. She spread her legs as far as she could, his penis inside of her, rubbing, was pure bliss.
El was in double heaven, fucking Carolina again and feeling Kevin’s tongue moving down between his buttocks at the same time. Closer and closer to his pucker…shhhhitttt…now Kevin’s tongue was in and he got tongue fucked. Wet and warm and deliciously.
He touched Carolina’s clit with the tip of his cock exactly when he felt Kevin’s dick against his entrance. It was slick with lube and El muttered, “Now,” when he dived into Carolina again.
Kevin was breaching him, slowly, carefully. El felt the deep groans of his lover on his back.
He thought he’d die from pleasure. Carolina’s warmth and wetness around him, Kevin’s hardness inside of him, filling him, making him whole.
They found a rhythm. Animalistic. Hot and wild, bucking and rubbing and groaning and moaning loudly. Carolina had her legs pressed against both men, kissing El and scratching her fingernails into Kevin’s shoulders.
Kevin couldn’t hold it one second longer. The couple beneath him looked so incredibly hot that when he opened his eyes for a brief moment, he came violently in an instant, pumping his sticky seed into El who gave a guttural groan and fired his load into his wife.
Carolina was sobbing with delight, writhing beneath the men, climaxing, not caring that their combined weight was heavy on her.
Was that a dream?
All three of them came down from their highs very slowly, short of breath, not able to look at each other, entangling their limbs, uncertain what to do.
Carolina found her voice first, taking in the sight of the handsome men, sitting at each site of her. “It’s a lot of love in the air, don’t you think?” She caressed El’s and Kevin’s forearms with her fingertips. They looked at her, looked at each other.
“Si,” El bent down and kissed her urgently, then he moved quickly and kissed Kevin in the same way. It was an incredibly odd feeling but for him, it felt completely right. Especially, when Kevin mirrored his actions.
Carolina smiled wickedly and pulled both her lovers down against her, their fingers lacing on her belly, covering her scars.
“We’ll figure something out, mi chicos, don’t worry.” Now she moved her mouth lusciously slow over first Kevin’s and then El’s lips, “I sure don’t want to lose this.” She giggled like drunk.
“I wanna hear you sing,” Kevin said drowsily, “if you sound as hot as your husband, I’m even more lost then I already am.” When he started to devour her mouth, he heard El chuckle, “You bet.”
Fin…
