A Doctor and His Spy

"IGGY!" Way called out as Ignis walked towards the car, he hoped Way had brought his coat as it was extremely cold outside. As soon as he turned around, he knew he was in trouble, two men surrounded him, a prick on his neck and everything went blurry and foggy.

He tried to struggle and get away, but the drug was too strong, he heard the blast as he was carried away. That's when he heard his name, called with gut crunching pain by Way...

"Way!" He mumbled as the drug took over and he lost consciousness.

He awoke later tied to a bed, blindfolded (but was able to see a bit through the cloth) and stripped of his clothing. He was given food and water for the first few days, but then left alone. The kidnappers tried to get some information about who would follow him, but he refused to talk.

Eventually he was able to untie himself and get out of the house but was captured immediately and beaten up.The next time Ignis came around, he was locked in a van.

They travelled non-stop for almost a month. He was given old clothes and would throw food into the van from the small window at the driver's side.

He was allowed to use the washroom in one of their pit stops, only late at night, which was always off road and lonely.

After weeks of this routine, Ignis got an opportunity when he was left alone and sneaked out of the window, kidnappers were nowhere to be seen or found as he stumbled barefoot outside and made his bearings.

He walked for 2 hours down a dirt track to a paved road and was caught up by the kidnappers. They were laughing at him as they followed him all the way. He cut up his feet walking barefoot down the dirt road full of rocks and sharp prickly plants and weeds and they were enjoying it by following him.

They started joking about him wearing lace underwear when they kidnapped him and made jokes about Way, the big red head model who was nothing but a useless crybaby. This made Ignis mad and he attacked them, beating them bloody and getting beaten unconscious.

When he woke up, he was in pain and far away from the last place, wearing only a windbreaker, boxers and bare feet. It took a while for him to start concentrating on where they were taking him.

They drugged him whenever he was taken out from the van to the hideout and back. Food was given in the van and bathroom breaks was now only behind the van after his attempt to escape.

He put together that they were on the CanAm Highway, which connects Mexico to Canada through the United States. They were taking rounder routes and going from within towns but travelling along the US 85 and I-25, passing from Saskatchewan, he had tried his escape in North Dakota. He wasn't sure but Ignis guessed they passed Wyoming and definitely Colorado because he had seen them passing Chatfield Dam when a sandwich was thrown from the driver side window.

They had snatched his chain for money after an argument with someone on the phone about dwindling funds.

"Give the locket back!" These were the only words Ignis spoke in months.

The kidnappers started laughing and punched him hard on the chest and stomach. One of them heated the locket with his lighter and burnt the 'W' into Ignis's chest.

Ignis welcomed the pain, he had decided to reach Way or die trying and his mark on him was a reminder.

He lost track of time because after the chain incident, the beatings were too frequent and more brutal, food less and bathroom breaks when they wanted.

Finally on the night they were caught, he was forcefully fed medicines in the van and dragged out to a large empty space, that's when the sirens went off.

It's Way, Ignis thought, he has found me... he is here to save me, he tried to take his name, wanting Way to find him.

***

Way... Way... "Way!" Ignis mumbled and started moving on the bed.

And then his spiralling world suddenly came to a stop, one word ... one voice and he was anchored to his life... he felt his hands touching his face, his lips kissing his cheeks, "Iggy!" He whispered close to Ignis.

"Doc!" Ignis swallowed trying to make his dry throat work.

"Ohh! Baby! Ohh! Iggy!" Way kissed him all over his face.

Ignis opened his eyes and the face that kept him alive through his ordeal came into focus, those blue eyes behind the glasses, he wasn't sure if this was again a dream or drug laden hallucination. He raised his arm and Way held his hand in his, interlacing their fingers.

"Es cierto, It 's you!" Ignis whispered. "Yes Baby! It's me... you are back with me now... it's all good now... it's perfect!" Way cried and kissed Ignis on his lips, nose, cheeks and forehead.

"You have grown a beard! I like it! Te ves sexy!" Ignis touched and felt the coppery hair on Way's face.

"Look at you with this long hair! I want to grab it hard and fuck your ugly ass!" Way's voice broke as he kept kissing his husband's face and lips.

"Hmmm ... ya.. You do that... Quiero que me folles duro!" Ignis lost consciousness but he had a smile on his face... he had found his Way.

****

Though all warnings told everyone to stay indoors, Ignis was putting his black raincoat on, a plastic bag of dry food, a crate of water bottles and a hammer packed at the door of their apartment. There was no way he was going to be home waiting for the cyclone to pass while Way was out there. It was okay till Way was in the hospital but then after a 40 hour gruelling schedule, he had called Ignis, "Iggy! I need to see you! There is so much happening and so many people are hurt and the hospital is packed with people who were already homeless or lost their homes in this disaster." Way sighed, running his fingers through his hair and rubbing his neck. "I am coming to you. Some of the doctors have reached and taken over, all of us who were here when this started are relieved. I am not going to sleep here!" He said stubbornly. "I have to be with you!" He held the phone between his ear and shoulder, packing his things as he spoke with his man. He took a pause and looked at the 'I' tattooed on his ring finger, instinctively kissing it. "I am coming home!"

That was three hours ago and since Way's phone had lost network, Ignis kept pacing the house, rubbing the 'W' pendant with his fingers. Then he kissed it like it was scared, got dressed and started packing stuff, if he and Way had to camp out someplace.

Only when he reached the lobby by taking the stairs, did Ignis understood the impact of what was happening outside, making his resolve to get to Way stronger. The cyclone caused torrential flooding across the road with nonstop rainfall. He comprehended why this flash flooding caused damage to many homes, businesses, vehicles, roads and bridges, in addition to several fatalities, you had to see it to fully believe the disaster it had caused.

He put the stuff he was carrying with dry clothes in a waterproof zip locked bag for him and Way, in his small car and started the engine, paddling through the ankle deep flowing flood water.

After around half the distance from the hospital, Ignis had to stop the car behind a bumper to bumper jam. He got out of the car, put on the raincoat, packed the clothes and another raincoat in his backpack and crossed the road and started walking, trying Way's number continuously, as it kept raining, hitting his face with the force of a hailstorm.

In the pitter-patter of the rain on so many cars, Ignis heard his name, a voice that cut through all the noise in the world for him, a voice he could recognise in a rock show. He looked around and on the other side was Way, waving at him and smiling, drenched to his bones, his white shirt plastered to his body, his khakis heavy and soaked, the leather shoes ruined and his glasses taken off.

"IGGY! BABY! HERE!" he shouted and waved, "HERE!" He gave Ignis an ear to ear smile, showing off his straight white teeth and dimples, his face covered with an overnight coppery shadow. Ignis ran across the road, navigating and jumping off stationary cars to Way's outstretched arms.

When they met, it felt like they were apart for decades, they couldn't hug tighter, their chins pushing into each other, their arms locking behind their backs and their lower half mashing. Way sighed a relief and moved one of his hands behind Ignis's head and raised his face to him, "Iggy! I knew you would come, so I just started walking on the other side of the road. I knew." He kissed Ignis, with no shame of being seen, no fear of any public display and not holding back the love and passion he felt for the man he loved.

"Me asustaste!" Ignis complained as they parted their lips and punched Way lightly on his chest, the rain beating down on them. "You know when I was looking for you, I saw there is a park on the other side. Do you think there may be a dry spot there?" Ignis asked.

"Dry spot ... I doubt and for what?" Way was genuinely confused.

"You know ... you are okay ... I am okay and I don't care about property and cars and stuff ... and it may be a while until we reach home... we can... you know look for a dry spot for an end of the world bang bang..." Ignis teased and crushed his groin into Way's pelvis.

"There may be snakes and muck and ... stuff floating..." Way started saying and Ignis' lips turned downwards in a disappointed frown. "But... but ... let me finish ... there may be a picnic bench in the park ... where people camp and barbeque ... it may not be dry but that's good ... no cleaning needed after I am done with your ugly ass." He smiled and kissed the frown off his man's lips, anything for Ignis ... anything he wanted... Way knew that's what his entire life will be like ... to do whatever Ignis wanted.

They weren't prepared but the fun was in the feeling of incredible urgency that they couldn't wait and they had found a place to do it. The bench was surrounded with some thick bushes in a nook at the end of the park.

Way had taken Ignis' raincoat off and laid it on the bench, he didn't want anything hurting Ignis. Ignis had taken his wet shorts and underwear off and Way had pushed his soaked pants and underwear to his knees. Ignis sat on the high part of the table with his feet on the bench, facing Way.

He warped his legs around Way's hip to ensure increased friction. Way used his incredible strength to raise Ignis off the bench as he penetrated him using his spit and the water from the heavens beating down on them. It was not the first time they were fucking without lube, as there were times they got so hot for each other it got unstoppable, but even after being together for more than two years, this was their first time on a park bench.

Way pushed into Ignis, suspended in the air a couple of inches above the table, he had his body wrapped around Way, as he bit his lower lips and grunted at the pleasure and pain. "Huh!" Way groaned, raising Ignis higher and holding him tightly around his waist with one hand and supporting his neck and head with the other. He moved his hips, taking his eight inches out till only the head kept lodged in Ignis' incredibly tight channel and whispered, "You okay Baby! Tell me if it hurts!" Ignis kissed Way's cheek, "Hmm! Fuck Me Doc!" He loved it that for Way it wasn't only if he was tight but it mattered to him that he was alright.

He kissed Way, licking his tongue, drinking and sharing the rain water between them, as Way moved in and out of him. After a long time of fucking Ignis raw, Way came inside him, drenching his insides with a natural lube. Way was still rock hard, the rain, floods, fear of loss, finding Ignis looking for him and this public sexual voyage making him want Ignis again and again. He slowly laid his most important possession on the raincoat covered table, raised his body on it and kept fucking Ignis in a missionary positon, frothing his cum in Ignis.

He went down on Ignis, kissing the tip of his penis, making him squirm in beautiful agony. Way pursed his lips together and gave Ignis dick small pecks. He then opened his lips slightly and gently squeezed the tip of his penis between them. He slobbered over his lover's dick and with saliva on his lips, gently ran them over his penis and then sucked on the top of his penis, making Ignis grunt and push into Way's wanting mouth, making him take his dick to the root and came down his throat.

Way got up and gathered Ignis onto his arms, penetrating him again, hard by just giving pleasure to his man. As they moved with each other, Ignis came again drenching their already wet t-shirt and let go of his body, satiated and blissed as Way supported him and continued fucking him till he came again. They were not able to move and laid entangled for some time, trying to breathe.

"My feet are cold" Way smiled against Ignis lips, making Ignis grab his hair and kiss him one last time on the bench. "Take the shoes off and let's get you in dry clothes and we can tie these plastic bags on your feet." Ignis said and touched his man's lips with his.

Way held on to Ignis with the love he felt, "More than me ... you know that right?" Way kissed the centre of his world and life.

Ignis took off his t-shirt, showing his incredible naked physique and cleaned Way's cum in him and his on him and Way's body, "You better ... I am your best bet when you are an old, senile, horny man, shouting at neighbours kids playing at our yard. Now let's go to that washroom and change and then get wet again on our walk home."

"What are you smiling about?" Way touched Ignis lips with his index finger, looking up from the MRI reports he was reading.

"Remember that time in the park?" Ignis kissed Way's finger.

"After the hike with Bru and Jo?" Way smiled and kissed Ignis' abs which were closest to where he was seated.

"Ya! I forgot about that! We were asked by that rando if we wanted him to join us!" Ignis grinned at the memory.

"Ya! I would have beaten the shit out of him... no one touches you!" Way got up and kissed Ignis, "This one is taken and accounted for." He kissed Ignis, who was lying on the hospital bed with his back raised.

Ignis had surprised everyone besides the Davis brothers, at the speed with which he recovered, his incredible endurance to pain during treatment and recovery physiotherapy, but mostly his mental health, the clarity and maturity with which he progressed through the aftermath of the attack and his unshakeable love for Way, who had a harder time with the trauma of almost losing his husband. Ignis had a propensity to lose weight which he did, making him look ten years younger and his hair grew to almost his shoulders.

"The reports are all clear, I get to take you home now!" Way kissed his husband, "Then for the next couple of weeks,I will keep you trapped in our bedroom." Way cupped Ignis's dick over his gown and boxers. "You will be filled with my cum through that time, I will unleash the beast on my husband... I will honeymoon the daylight off you." Way threatened Ignis with what looked like the best time for them.

"Uh.. hmm!" Bru cleared his throat,"I am not looking, hands and mouth off each other, I can't pour hot oil on my eyes twice in a week." He covered his eyes.

"Ya right! You must be jacking off with our image burnt into your mind!" Way laughed.

"It's double yuck for me... both my brothers going at each other, it's giving my therapist wet dreams." Bru walked in and went straight for Ignis and kissed his forehead."Cómo estás?" He smiled at his best friend, brother and brother-in- law.

"Mejor que nunca!" Ignis touched their forehead together.

"You know this still makes me jealous... sometimes I feel that you picked me because this one is not gay." Way hugged Bru.

"I would have marked him and married him right out of high school." Bru joked, "Way... Igs... Jo has some major news and a possible name."

Ignis and Way looked at each other and then at Bru.