TN Genesis of Obsession
Chapter 10: Reassurance

Pairing: Jim/Taylor
Genre: Slash/Romantic/Smut
Rating: Nc-17

Spoiler Alert: All of Season 1
Warning: Language/Smut

Summary: Taylor and Jim have resolved their conflicts for now, so they can move past it and enjoy one another.

AN: With the angst mostly out of the way, Taylor and Jim can get back to exploring each other. Yes, that means smut. It is a whole chapter of almost nothing but smut. heheheee

Jim slowed at the bathroom door and inched into the room reluctantly.

Jim knew that when Taylor went into the bathroom by himself just a few minutes ago that he had fixed up several red marks that had been on his shoulders and arms. He guessed they were from Wash.

Upon entering, Jim's eyes instantly snapped to Taylor's flexing arm that was reaching to pull back the shower certain. Jim ate in the pattern of muscle that played under his skin as if he were starving. He then noticed that all traces of the wounds were gone, and held himself back from Taylor.

Jim only removed his boots then just stood there watching.

A strange feeling came over him that pushed away the arousal, and he didn't understand it. It kind of felt that if he got closer to Taylor in the room that he would hurt him, but it had nothing to do with physical pain. Jim wondered if it was fear of Taylor's reactions to what happened earlier when he entered Wash's housing unit.

Taylor paused keeping his hand up on the clear shower certain and glanced over his shoulder at Jim. He expected him to be undressing, but had not heard any sounds of it other than the clunking of boots.

The tortured expression of desire and despair that flitted on Jim's handsome face melted away the last of Taylor's irritation.

Taylor arched an eyebrow as if to ask what was wrong. Taylor was not exactly use to dealing with other people's emotional states.

Jim shook his head no as his eyes left Taylor and glanced around the room. There was a hint of tears that quickly vanished while Jim blinked looking at the ceiling.

Taylor moved to him slowly as if thinking of each movement.

The younger man could then not help but watch Taylor advance on him, but did not make eye contact. The steam seemed to follow Taylor like the fog usually did. Jim viewed him as a force of nature moving toward him.

Jim flinched as Taylor's hands moved over his neck then up to the sides of his face. It wasn't the aggressive grab holding his neck and jaw that Taylor usually did when he was turned on and it surprised Jim. Instead, Taylor's hands were firm but not demanding.

His hands guided Jim's full lips down to his where Taylor traced the two lines on Jim's lower lip. Jim kept his eyes closed because he could not bring himself to look at the intensity in his eyes.

Taylor paused and watched him with new understanding. Taylor's baritone voice floated on the steam. "We're ok."

Jim let out a shaky breath and allowed his slate blue eyes to meet Taylor's. He saw acceptance, reassurance and he dared to think maybe love.

Jim finally let himself go, wrapped his arms around Taylor and held on to his strength. He didn't even know that this whole time he had been holding part of himself back from Taylor.

The barrier crumbled as Taylor reached his strong arms around him and held him tightly. The tears came back to Jim's eyes, but this time out of relief and letting go of the pain and fear. They remained holding on to each other for a few minutes as the warmth from the shower seemed to encase them in safety.

Once Jim felt the strange feelings of dread evaporate from his psyche, he traced his lips up the warmth of Taylor's neck and pressed a light kiss. He left a light trail to Taylor's lips and pressed down before leaning his head back.

Jim now felt as if he were being overly complicated and a jealous idiot, and knew he needed Taylor to confirm things were alright again.

Jim mimicked Taylor's words, but made it a question. "We're ok?"

Taylor nodded yes then deepened the kiss while trying to taking his time giving Jim the further reassurance that he needed.

But Taylor could not help himself as the movements were needy and turned to demanding. Jim responded in turn suddenly needing more from Taylor as if he would die if he couldn't touch more of him.

Taylor's deep voice rumbled with arousal. "Clothes. Shower."

Jim's hand left Taylor and started fumbling with the top button of his shirt.

Taylor felt instant anger at the shirt because it was taking Jim's hands away from him. He thought it would take forever at this rate and spoke. "Too long."

Taylor gripped the bottom of Jim's shirts and jerked them out of his pants. Taylor had no idea why one man had to have so many damn shirts on anyway.

Jim eagerly watched Taylor's movements and reveled in the way he could affect him.

Taylor pulled the two shirts off of Jim and threw them toward the door. His hands instantly gripped Jim's waist and pulled him close again. Jim's hands pulled at Taylor's biceps as their mouths met in a fevered clash of desire. They searched and explored as their hearts sped up in anticipation.

Taylor started lightly biting on his jaw then trailed down to his throat feeling the need to claim him for his own. He would destroy anything that came between them.

Jim's hand went between them and gripped Taylor's hardness. "Not yet. But, it's getting there."

Jim was rewarded by a deep rumble of amusement from Taylor while Taylor undid his pants and pulled the remainder of his clothing off. Taylor tossed the clothing toward the door and took a moment to drink in the sight of Jim's muscled body.

Jim watched Taylor's possessive and predator glare that inched over his skin. Jim's lips parted and his breath came out in pants while his mind ran over all the things he wanted Taylor to do to him. He could practically feel Taylor's hand tracing over his body.

It was as if a string snapped that was holding Taylor back, and he reached forward for Jim. One of Taylor's well defined arms wrapped around Jim's waist as the other locked behind his neck pulling him close. Taylor fed from Jim's mouth never quite getting enough as he felt Jim tremble from the adrenalin that coursed through his system.

Jim moaned out from the sheer pleasure of being consumed, but also wanted more.

Taylor ended the kiss and lingered as Jim sucked on his tongue for a moment. Taylor was hard and more than ready for Jim when he spoke. "I want you."

Jim struggled for air as he felt Taylor's harness rubbing against his hip. Taylor's strong hands clamped down on Jim's ass and pulled him tightly against him as he continued. "Let me have you."

The sensations and the deeply spoken words pulled Jim off of the cliff and over the edge. He never remembered feeling so turned on before. It was almost maddening. Jim ran his teeth over Taylor's shoulder then bit down with another moan as Taylor rocked his hips. Jim practically ripped his teeth from side to side as he sucked the flexed muscle into his mouth with a flick of his tongue. He needed more, and he needed it now.

Taylor growled out between his teeth as the pain and intoxication of it possessed him. It was as if Jim's hunger shot through Taylor's body like electricity that stemmed from Jim's teeth. Every muscle in Taylor's body seemed to flexed in need for Jim's answer.

Taylor managed to force strangled words out when Jim's teeth left his body. "For fuck's sake is that a yes."

Jim's response was to force a kiss before Taylor even finished his last word and plunged his tongue into Taylor's mouth as if he never heard him speak. He was frantically rubbing and grabbing at Taylor desperate for more as he believed he had already answered him by his actions.

A deep low growl started in Taylor's chest that got louder till he jerked Jim's hands off of him and spun him around into the wall. He pinned Jim to the wall and held his wrists to the wall as well. Taylor's frustration was riding high when he spoke again. "You're killing me James."

Because the front of Jim's body was pressed to the wall, Taylor had to lean closer to watch Jim's face as he knew he would not proceed till Jim answered him. Jim leaned his head back and toward Taylor.

Taylor watched Jim's dilated eyes with fasciations even as his body ground against him unable to stop.

Jim's voice was breathy when he finally spoke with their lips inches apart. "I trust you, Nathan." Taylor grinded harder causing Jim to let out a groan before he continued. "You won't hurt mmmm me."

Jim kissed Taylor on the lips. Taylor pulled his mouth back and spoke with a hint of humor. "I will if you don't answer."

Jim pulled on his wrists not really wanting to get away and Taylor forced him to stay in place knowing that was what Jim wanted. Jim whispered. "No you won't."

Taylor let go of Jim's wrists and slid his hands down over his arms to his shoulders. One hand went around his neck holding him in place, but not hurting him. The other went down over the contours of Jim's back to his ass then around to his hip.

Taylor leaned his hips back to allow his hand to slip between Jim and the wall. He gripped Jim at the base of his shaft and squeezed a few times enjoying the heat and hearing the gasps. His hand then gripped tightly then just moved up and down an inch without rubbing.

When his hand pressed all the way to the hilt, Taylor pressed his own hardness against Jim's ass when he spoke. "Are you teasing me James?"

Jim's hands flattened out on the wall as he savored the wicked sensations that danced over his body. He couldn't even count how many times he wished for his moment with Taylor, and thoughts of his ex never entered his mind. Jim's head was back, and his eyes were closed when his breathy answer came out. "Nooo. I'mmm thinking."

Taylor started moving his hand a little faster. His other hand let go of Jim's neck and slid down the side of his back to his hip. The movement caused Jim to shiver and for his fingertips to press down on the wall like claws then flatten out again. Jim moaned a few times in quick procession.

Taylor drank in the sound as a slight grin twitched on the side of Taylor's mouth when he confirmed that Jim was every bit as tormented because of the wait as he was. Taylor's hand then trailed down over part of Jim's thy then back up with a light scratch.

Jim reacted by hissing air between this teeth and mindlessly moving his hips with Taylor.

Taylor instantly let go and put his hands back on Jim's wrists when the man tried to turn around. He pressed him against the wall again and refused to move or grind against Jim.

A gasp of frustration and pleasurable torment left Jim's mouth. "Yes."

Jim pulled at his wrists, but was still held in place. He desperately wanted to go back to what they were doing or for Taylor to do what he asked for, but now Taylor was not permitting it. "I said yes. You know the answer has always been yes."

Taylor lightly chuckled at Jim's escalated frustration. "You mean yes you're teasing me?"

Jim smiled a fraction then stopped. "Yes to both questions."

Taylor pressed a little harder then stepped back completely letting go.

Jim turned around in shock because Taylor moved away. The astonishment faded when he watched Taylor turn off the shower then take a bottle of oil out of a cabinet.

Jim's eyes caught a glimpse of his own neck in a mirror over the sink and turned to see faint red lines where Taylor grabbed him. A faint trace of a smile lingered a moment as he thought about how it felt to have Taylor pressed against him holding him. He then closed his eyes and waited for Taylor to touch him again.

Jim opened his eyes when he felt a concentration of heat behind him. He peered at the mirror into Taylor's electric blue eyes that were reflected. The predator was back watching him with dark dominating glares, and Jim was thankful to be caught in his snare.

Taylor stepped forward pushing against Jim and in turn Jim stepped forward pressing his thighs to the sink. Taylor grinded a little against Jim and dropped the bottle of oil into the sink.

Jim felt Taylor's oiled hardness sliding against his ass. He loved the sensation but remembered something. He smiled with hooded eyes into the mirror and watched Taylor's face. "You already put some on."

Taylor remembered when he started giving Jim a back rub that Jim had been surprised because he thought they were going to have sex. "Strip. Oil. Pounce. I believe that was what you thought I was doing. Do you think that's what I'm doing now?"

"I don't think you pounce." Jim whispered as Taylor used the mirror to scan over Jim's chest and abdomen as if he wanted to lick him.

Jim felt Taylor's foot tap at the inside of his ankle, so he widened his stance. They continued to watch each other in the mirror. "Then what do you think I do James?"

Jim took a deep breath when Taylor leaned forward and grabbed his shaft with an oiled hand. Jim leaned back toward Taylor like he did when he was against the wall.

Jim breathed out as Taylor's slick hand started to move. "Make me crazy."

Taylor's lips hinted of a smile while Jim moaned with his mouth slightly parted. Taylor gripped Jim's hip with his left hand then ran it up between his shoulder blades. "And what do you think I'm doing right now?"

Taylor was fixated on the expressions on Jim's face and the way he struggled to talk.

Jim closed his eyes when Taylor's hand released the grip then lowered to trace oil lines over his balls then just behind them. Then his hand moved back up and returned to its tight slow pumping. Jim wanted to thrust forward or to make Taylor move faster. But, his thighs were already pressed to the sink and he couldn't. "Anything you want because it's later."

Taylor applied pressure to his hand that was on Jim's back and gradually pressed him down some. Jim now stood slightly bent over the sink with his hands gripping the sides. Taylor remembered the promise of later and decided he was going to take him up on it this time.

Jim glanced down to see Taylor take the bottle. A few moments later, Jim felt Taylor's hand wrapping around his throbbing shaft and his other hand that was now well oiled start to prepare him for the main event. The sensation of Taylor's fingers made him want to push back against them, but the steady twist and pump of Taylor's hand kept him pressing forward.

Taylor felt the loss of the eye contact, and the hand that was stroking Jim's hardness released and reached up and gripped his jaw. Jim let his head be raised as he reveled in the familiar grip that Taylor used when he wanted more from Jim.

Jim's eyes flicked open to see Taylor watching him in the mirror.

Taylor's deep voice reverberated back even as his fingers continued to ready Jim. "I want to watch you."

Jim nodded yes just before Taylor's hand pulled his face to the side for a heated kiss of tongues.

Taylor continued speaking with a strain in his voice. "Ready for me."

Jim was so caught up in the moment that he had no idea if it was a statement or a question, so he offered encouragement. "Yeah."

Taylor hummed an agreement and slid his fingers out. Jim felt Taylor pressing against him gently working his entry till he slid in part of the way. Taylor stopped moving his hips, but only moved his hand that was still working him as he listened to the sounds of pleasure coming from Jim. The sounds were enthralling.

Jim's eyes were closed, so Taylor leaned down and nipped on his shoulder. Jim's eyes opened half way as he panted with desire for more. And, he was not disappointed when Taylor worked himself to the hilt.

Taylor forced himself to take his time slowly working in and out for what felt like forever until he heard Jim's voice. "Need more. Ohhh. Nathan. More."

Taylor backed up some and pulled Jim with him so that Jim's thighs were no longer pressed to the sink, which would allow him more movement.

He allowed Jim to set the pace for a time as their hot slick bodies slid and thrust against each other. Taylor would nip at Jim's shoulder whenever he moved his face so that he could not see the absolute rapture that was on display.

When Taylor knew that Jim was getting close to the end, he moved him again to get a better angle. Taylor made sure the angle was allowing his hardness to work the area that he knew would push Jim higher during his release. Taylor's desire for Jim to fully enjoy himself overrode anything else that might have pushed at Taylor.

Taylor's gravel voice beckoned to Jim. "Cum for me, James. Let me watch you."

Taylor then stroked down with his hand and he thrust. He continued to work his body so that he thrust in as far as he could the same moment his hand slid down to the base of Jim's shaft. Jim's groans of pleasure seemed to reverberate throughout the room was not Taylor's only reward for his wicked movements.

Jim clamped down on him from within, and Taylor knew he would not last much longer either. Jim rested his head on the mirror as he was no longer able to think or even remember that Taylor wanted to watch him. With each new thrust, Jim's head slid on the mirror as he moaned.

Jim was almost there, and Taylor felt Jim's body tense and strain. Taylor instantly reached his arm around Jim's neck pulling his head up to keep him from banging his head on the mirror and so that he could see his expressions.

Jim jerked almost violently when he yelled out his release. It seemed to take the strength out of his legs as they shook from the wave that washed over his body. He felt Taylor taking some of his weight as even his arms seemed unable to fully function.

"My gawd. So good. Nathan." Jim closed his eyes as if lost in the moment. "Nathan. My Nathan."

Jim's strangled voice was the turn of Taylor's tide. Taylor unleashed his hunger and thrust working himself to release with a thundering growl that mingled with the thunder from the storm outside.

Jim opened his eyes to lock eyes with Taylor again knowing he would never think of thunder the same way again.

Taylor licked over the area on Jim's shoulder where he had bitten a few times. Jim's eyes flicked as he moaned out having no idea licking bite marks could feel like someone was licking other parts of your body that were just spent.

Taylor pulled back then took Jim by the wrist as if leading him.

Jim smiled with a chuckle that sounded more like Taylor than him. "Uuuuhhh I don't think I have another round in me."

Taylor stopped at the shower and released Jim's wrist to turn on the hot water. "In you?"

Jim huffed. "Funny. I mean you were so thorough that I'm just not up for anything else right now."

"Not up?" Taylor could not let it go.

Jim folded his arms with a smirk. "I walked right into that one."

Taylor moved back to Jim and slid his arms around his waist. "No. I think I walked right up into this one." Taylor smacked his hand down on Jim's ass.

Jim burst out laughing while thinking that Taylor lost his mind. He had never seen Taylor appear to be so happy before. He had to hold onto Taylor to stop himself from stumbling before he regained himself. "Don't you ever stop?"

Taylor made a face that Jim recognized as one that he saw several times a day while Taylor dealt with civie issues.

Jim smiled knowing that in the future when he saw the face he would know Taylor was thinking of a corny sexual joke or that the person talking was saying things that made him think of sex. "Just say it."

"Thought you said you wanted more." Taylor stepped into the shower making the face again.

Jim nodded not trusting what he was about to say. He was about to say that he wasn't saying anything because it kept him going. He guessed that Taylor would have come back with something about his voice getting him off instead of keeping him going.

Jim started laughing again as he watched Taylor adjust the temperature on the water. "This has nothing to do with sex. You just want to get a shower?"

"Yes." Taylor grinned and started rubbing soap on his chest. Within a few moments, Taylor's hands moved lower to his abdomen.

Jim stepped into the shower and took some soap. "You like messing with me."

Taylor made the face again.

Jim started smiling wondering what perverted thing Taylor was thinking. He rubbed soap onto Taylor's shoulders then lower over his defined back wondering if anyone else knew Taylor's secret. It felt nice to think that he knew something about Taylor that no one else on the planet did.

"No. Not even Wash." Taylor concluded as if Jim had spoken out loud.

"What?" Jim was not about to admit what he was thinking. He was already distracted by the sensation of his hands running up and down Taylor's back.

"No one else knows what I am thinking when I look like that." Taylor bent over and washed the lower areas of his body.

Jim dropped his hands to Taylor's waist as he bent over and felt the muscles play under his hands. "Just me?"

Taylor stood back up deliberately not facing Jim. He had intentionally allowed Jim to know his thoughts. He knew that Jim needed to have something between them that no other shared. He just hoped he did not end up regretting it later. "Just you."

Jim moved forward getting soap all over him. He ran his hands up the front of Taylor's abdomen and chest. He pressed his face forward onto his shoulder and closed his eyes. Jim savored the feel of pressing himself to Taylor's powerfully built body as the warm mist sprinkled on his body. The enjoyment had nothing to do with sex, but it had to do with closeness and intimacy.

Taylor lifted his right arm and folded it over Jim's hands and rested his hand over Jim's left one. He ran his hand over Jim's hand several times then stopped and pressed down. "Just you for as long as you will have me."

Jim's eyes snapped open and he knew that Taylor was not talking about them leaving their women and just being together. Jim knew that it was a declaration that he would not be with any other men as long as Jim was with him.

Jim moved so that he was watching Taylor's profile then kissed the side of his neck. Jim felt as if something new and thrilling was happening, and there was a sense of hope and expectation floating in the steam.

Jim repeated Taylor's words. "Just you."

A/N: The End! Yes, Jim and Taylor love showers in my world. I have greatly enjoyed writing all the smut and angst between them. I might start on the next ep in a new story, but I might just write one-shots. I don't know yet. It all depends on where the plot dinos take me. I had one for that glow in the dark paint, but I might use that as a one-shot because I did not use it here. I planned this whole hunting thing that might work better as a one-shot. I want to thank everyone who read along and reviewed. *hugs* Please leave me a last review since the story is over. It feeds the plot dinos. *smiles*