Broken Toys

Chapter 44

"Hi," Zeke whispered, smiling at the drowsy, rumpled boy tangled up in the bed. Casey lifted his hand slightly in reply and his eyes slid closed. Zeke smiled and waited.

"Thirsty?" he asked when those eyes re-opened. A slight nod, and the eyes closed again.

"Here." When the eyes opened he was ready and slid a hand under Casey's shoulders, holding him up while the other hand pressed a glass of water to the boy's lips. Casey leaned against him heavily but managed to drink without spilling too much. Zeke took the glass away and wiped Casey's mouth with a cloth before easing him back to the bed.

It was several minutes before Casey managed to open his eyes again. They were watery and a bit unfocused. "How long?" he rasped.

Zeke reached over and smoothed Casey's hair. "All day. The nurse gave you something for pain and it knocked you out."

"Fuzzy," Casey whispered, closing his eyes again.

"It'll get better. Need a walk?"

Casey frowned, puzzling over the question for a while before blushing lightly and nodding. Zeke helped him up, holding onto Casey as the boy winced at the pain in his leg. They crossed the room slowly and Zeke waited outside while Casey freshened up. As soon as the door opened, Zeke wrapped an arm around Casey and guided him back to the bed.

Smoothing the covers over the smaller teen, Zeke fought back a yawn. It was nearly 10pm and he'd been sitting with Casey since 6. Billy and the others had taken turns checking on Casey throughout the day but Zeke had insisted on remaining with him once his chores were finished. He'd been working ahead on his homework while he waited.

"Zeke," Casey said slowly, reaching out to Zeke. He was more alert now, but the medication's effects still hadn't completely worn off.

"Hmm?"

"Wanna see if this is more comfortable than our room?" Casey patted the bed and shifted to make space for Zeke. Zeke grinned and accepted the offer, lying down beside Casey and drawing him close.

"Purely for science, of course. Testing a theory," Zeke teased before leaning over and kissing Casey's forehead. Casey nodded sleepily and closed his eyes with a contented sigh.

They were both asleep when the dean stopped by ten minutes later.

*****

Casey pressed his mouth hard against Zeke's, letting him swallow the moan. He could feel Zeke smiling even as the kiss was deepened.

Zeke's hands were drawing teasing paths across Casey's back and he shivered. A hand pressed down on his hip to still him and Casey was sure he was going to lose the battle to remain silent.

"Shhh," Zeke whispered tauntingly into his ear. "Wouldn't want to make the nurse curious."

Casey buried his head against Zeke's neck and decided that if he had to die of embarrassment this was the way to go. He slid a hand up under Zeke's shirt and tweaked a nipple.

"Mpfh," Zeke protested softly. "Better watch that, Case, or I'll tell Billy to find somebody else to play with."

In answer, Billy ran his teeth lightly along Casey's erection.

Casey slapped a hand over his own mouth and writhed. They're gonna kill me right here in the infirmary, he decided. He tangled his hand in Billy's hair and pressed a little, encouraging him to continue. If he was going to die anyway...

Billy tried something new and for a few seconds Casey saw stars. When he was back on Earth again he looked over at Zeke who seemed extremely amused.

"Time for the grand finale," Zeke urged Billy. "It's almost time for class."

Billy tightened his hold on Casey's hip and increased the tempo while Zeke took Casey's mouth. By the time Casey came down, he was sure that Zeke would have bruises. He loosened his grip with a smile of apology and ran his hands soothingly over the spot he'd been clutching.

Zeke laughed and shook his head. "Being stuck here isn't as bad as you thought, is it, Case?"

Casey shook his head, reaching for Billy, drawing him up for a lingering kiss. Billy moved back, resting his head on Casey's chest for a moment before standing.

"Come on, Mal. Time to fill our brains with useful facts." Zeke climbed over Casey, stealing a smooch on the way past, then grabbed his books and slung an arm around Billy, half wrestling him as they went.

Casey waited until they'd closed the door before dropping his head back onto the pillow and stretching like a cat. He cocooned himself in the warm bedding and drifted off to sleep.

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