Title: About Time; sequel to Advising Holden
Author: Gypsy
Feedback: Please? Send it to Gypsy_gray@msn.com
Rating: NC-17 (m/m)
Summary: Holden and Banky finally get their act together.
Warnings: Spoilers for "Chasing Amy." Some angst.
Disclaimer: They all belong to Kevin Smith. I'm not making any money off this. In fact, I'm only 
writing it because I love his characters so much that my muses threatened to take away my copy 
of "Mallrats" if I didn't. I'm sure that if anyone could understand that, Kevin would. Besides, 
I'm broke. The only thing you'll get if you sue me is a credit card bill and a dog named Murphy 
that can say "I love you."
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Holden was nervous. He'd left Jay and Silent Bob at the diner and gone straight to a drugstore. 
After wondering around blushing for half an hour, he finally worked up the nerve to go to the 
right aisle. Condoms were no problem, he'd bought them often enough in his life not to be 
embarrassed. But lube...well, he was in totally new territory. Forced to actually read the 
labels so he knew what was what, there was no way for him to hide what he was buying. In the end 
he bought a small bottle of Astroglide and didn't stop blushing and stammering until he was two 
blocks from the store.

Now he was home. And it was time to talk to Banky. Coming through the door, he moved to the 
livingroom and found his lover asleep on the couch. Bare chested in a pair of sweats that were 
hanging low on his hips he looked like an angel...waiting to be fucked. There was no way Holden
was missing this opportunity.

Stripping down to his jeans, he knelt on the floor beside the couch and began brushing his hands 
lightly up and down the bare torso. Tracing a flat stomach and hardening nipples, he delighted 
in the wonderfully springy feeling of the hair that dusted his friends beautiful body. Holden 
couldn't keep his lips from following the trail his hands had already explored. Before he knew 
it he'd latched on to one of those oh-so-sweet nipples. Suckling softly, he let his hands move 
under the waist band of the sweats and dance in the curls around a rapidly filling cock.

"Holden? Mmm....what are you...ohhhh. Baby please kiss me?"

The taller man was happy to oblige, and even happier to pull his lover to his feet and guide 
him to the bedroom. He had to pull his hands away long enough to grab the paper bag on the floor,
but that was the only time they let go of each other. What was left of their clothes hit the 
floor seconds after entering the bedroom. Holden laid beside his lover and watched in silence as 
he opened the bag. A kiss was his reward. Deep and sweet and happy. And then Banky pulled Holden 
on top of him and Holden felt his heart skip.

His hands shook when he opened the lube and he spilled some on the sheets. Banky took the bottle 
from him and poured some on his fingers. Then the smaller man put a pillow under his own lower 
back. Smiling softly at Holden, Banky guided his lover's hand to his opening. His breath caught 
when the first finger pressed gently against him.

For a moment it seemed like it wouldn't work and then the finger slipped in. The second finger 
was easier, the third caused Banky to whimper and Holden froze. After a minute the smaller man 
pushed back on the fingers inside him and Holden went back to stretching him. When he pulled his 
hands away Banky whined his disappointment, but when he reached for a condom his lover stopped 
him.

"No."

"Bank we need to..."

"No. I need to feel you. Please Holden."

And then they were kissing again. They worked together to get Banky's legs over Holden's 
shoulders. Banky's hands slicked Holden's erection and the bigger man tried to push inside. 
Tight...so tight. But after a few seconds the pressure eased and the head of Holden's cock was 
inside Banky. Holding still to hold himself together he felt Banky's hands on his and their 
fingers twined together. Holden pressed forward again and this time he slipped completely inside.
Banky screamed and Holden panicked. He tried to pull back, but Banky's grip on his fingers 
stopped him.

"Stay...stay."

"Bank...let me stop. I'm hurting you. Please let me stop."

"No. Stay. S'okay. Stay. Don't move."

"I love you Banky. I love you."

"Love you Holden. S'better now. Try to move."

Holden ease out slowly. Then in again. Even slower. The movements were stiff and jerky, but 
slowly...slowly they got easier. Time seemed to stretch and warp around them. Hours, days, years,
seconds later they were moving together like they'd been making love since the beginning of 
time. Banky dropped Holden's hands and moved his legs until they were wrapped around the taller 
man's waist. Holden put one arm around his lover's waist and the other under his back. Shifting 
to his knees, he pulled Banky into his lap and sank even deeper into heaven.

For a moment they were still. And then Banky's arms were around him. And Banky's mouth was 
devouring him. And they were moving again. Sure and strong they surged against each other and 
Holden felt the edge of oblivion behind his eyes. Pulling Banky closer he buried his face in 
his lover's neck and screamed his release. Banky wailed and shook in his arms and Holden felt 
his lover's seed cover their stomachs and chests.

Unknown time of stillness and then Holden felt himself slip from his lover. Laying Banky down 
gently, he staggered to the bathroom and filled a tub with warm water. Using a towel to clean 
himself, he carried another back to his lover and wiped him gently. Remembering all the things 
he'd read the taller man checked Banky carefully for any sign of injury. A small amount of blood 
but no sign of tearing combined with his lover's amused smile reassured him, and he scooped 
Banky up.

"Holden!! What the hell?!!"

"Shut up and let me do this."

"Holden...."

"Banky...please."

Banky sighed and relaxed into Holden's arms. He didn't even complain when he was lowered into 
the tub. He allowed himself to be cleaned and then dried and even let Holden carry him back to 
the bedroom. He was silent while Holden hurried to change the sheets and then let the bigger man 
bundle him under the covers.

Holden all but ran back to the bathroom and took the world's fastest shower. He only bothered to 
dry himself because he didn't want to get Banky wet. Rushing back to the bed he slipped in 
beside his lover and pulled him into his arms.

"You done bein' Hallmarky?"

"Yeah. You okay Bank?"

"Yeah. What changed your mind?"

"More like who."

"Who changed your mind?"

"Ask me in the morning. I'm enjoying this too much to have you bust out laughing."

"Mmm. You okay with this?"

"Oh yeah. I, ah, Are you gonna...will you....? Wanna switch places next time?"

"Hell yeah! But...can we wait a little while? Get used to things this way first?"

"Yeah. I love you Banky."

"After that...you damn well better......I love you Holden."

The End