Hawks Are Meant to Fly

Jonathan is furious. He launches out, as Kessel prepares to gag him with the tape and he shoves Kessel backward and then grabs the rifle. Even with his hands bound together by the duct tape, he still manages to get his fingers on the trigger and points it at Kessel.

“Five for fighting right, Kess? You don’t think I can fight your sorry gay ass? You don’t think I can save my Peeksy Princess? Well I can. But I’m not like you Kess, I don’t kill people or make out with other player’s girlfriends/boyfriends/mates. Whatever. I’m not you. But you NEVER EVER question me about not fighting for my heart or saving Peeks, because I damn sure will.”

He spins the rifle in his hands skillfully and brings the handle across Kessel’s head, knocking him out. Then he tosses the gun to the side and runs to the bed. He works quickly, in case Kessel recovers and unties the ends of Patrick’s blue shirt and then the knots to the rope and neck tie.

Then he moves and unties Patrick’s ankles. He helps Patrick off the bed and the blond now helps Jonathan out, by unwrapping the tape from his wrists. He stands straight up and procures his head for Jonathan to finish freeing him, by getting the tape off his mouth. The centre happily agrees and unwraps the tape from Patrick’s mouth. He balls it up and tosses it to the side.

Patrick spits out the wad of Kessel’s nasty underwear and kicks it away.

“That man is disturbing, Peeks,” Jonathan says as he gently cups his blond teammate’s head and plants a kiss on his lips.

“Thanks Jonny.” Patrick throws his arms around Jonathan, not caring that he is naked.

The leader of Chicago’s hockey team chuckles, smiles and embraces him back. “It’s nice to have you back and to know what was happening with you. And you can always count on Jonny being there to save his little Peekaboo out.”

“I know.”

They share another kiss and then Jonathan lets Patrick get dressed. The Blackhawk Captain gets a sudden idea. He grabs Kessel’s unconscious body and lugs him onto the bed. He binds the rope around Kessel’s wrists and then goes to the dresser, which is open. He digs through the contents and finds a ball gag.

He grabs it and then walks back to the bed, grinning at himself. He puts it in place on Kessel, stuffing it into his mouth. He leaves him like that and steps back, laughing to himself, as Patrick walks out, clothed once more in his sexy outfit that Jonathan loves on him so much, the blue shirt and jeans from their commercial together. The blond raises an eyebrow, spotting Kessel on his bed in the position.

“Jonny?”

“Relax, Kaner, this is for JVR. I hope James will love his present from us, I’m sure he will and maybe it’ll teach him - or anyone in the league - not to poke the Blackhawk!”

“Oh, Jonny, you’re such a handsome devilish man!” Patrick squeals, as he nuzzles against his lover and reaches up to tap his nose with his index finger.

Jonathan grabs his wrists, halting him in place and gives the blond an icy look for a second. It is a villain look and Patrick frowns, but then it melts and Jonathan nuzzles his head against Patrick’s, putting his arms around his shoulders and holding him close.

“You think Reims will like it?”

“He’ll love it, Jonny.”

“Then let’s call him and get the hell out of here!” Jonathan says. He leads Patrick out, giving him a playful little slap to the behind.

They exit the room, after Jonathan picks up the place a little, straightening it up and moving things back into place, like the rifle and chair. He doesn’t want to leave a mess and especially not for his plan that he is thinking of. Then he withdraws his phone and dials the number for James Van Riemsdyk.

“Yeah, hey, Reims, it’s Jonathan Toews. Yeah, your teammates for some reason called me to tell you that they left you a present.”

Patrick looks up at his Captain, grinning, as they stand outside of the house.

“It’s at Kessel’s house. I can’t tell you anymore than that. Not sure why they had me call you, but...it is what it is. Okay, great! Have fun, I guess.” He hangs up, tapping the end button on his phone. And then he cracks up with Patrick.

“Dang Jonny, nice.”

“Let’s get back to Chicago, Peeks! And let Reims have his fun with Kess!”

“Okay. Why?”

“Because I’m going to give it to you good, Kaner!”

“I’m so excited!” He claps his hands together like a little kid getting candy.

“I know you are, Peeks,” Jonathan says, as he squeezes Patrick to his side. The blond snuggles against him and smiles, as they make their way to the car Jonathan drove here with and hop in.

They share one more kiss, before driving off, heading back to Chicago. And just as they exit the neighborhood, James’ car pulls onto the street and an anxious looking JVR is sitting in the driver’s seat.

Notes

HAHAHAHAHA!!!! JVR got pulled into this!!!! Oh man, I can't wait until the chapter I have coming up that will talk about Kess and Reims.
But....
YAY KANER'S SAFE!!!! JONNY SAVED HIM!!!! :D


Next up: Jonny Gives It Good to Kaner!! XP