the_sexy_quinn | Meet the Quinns

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Meet the Quinns

Dev's parents had sent a car to pick up Tom and Dev from the airport. Usually, Dev would feel annoyed that they didn't trust him to make it to the house in Malibu on his own, but this time he was looking forward to relaxing in the back with his boyfriend and unwinding from the flight from Boston. While on the plane, he'd made sure to tell Tom everything he could think of about his folks. He'd shared that both of his parents were born into money yet didn't seem to share the same sense of entitlement that most of their friends did. That didn't mean that they didn't enjoy their money, of course. They had the houses and the cars and all of the trappings of wealth, but the difference, Dev cheekily told Tom, was that they were kind to their staff and treated them like human beings. Sara and Jackson Quinn had also been married for twenty-five years and were the only couple among their friends who had never been divorced. That was more than enough to set them apart from the rest of the company they kept.

Dev had then explained how his family had come into its money (though he did it quickly because, frankly, it embarrassed him to be a trust fund baby). Dev's great-grandfather had been wise enough to buy up a tremendous amount of property in the Los Angeles area and through savvy development decisions had secured his family's wealth for generations to come. Sara's family held the patent for a simple household item that had brought in millions for them and would continue to do so for a great while longer, as well. Dev had told Tom that the only reason he was a poor student now was because he had dropped out of school and been determined to have some freedom and struggle with life a little before taking control of his trust. The day that happened, he and Tom would never want for anything. It just happened that his parents were under the impression that he was rejecting both them and their money and constantly fretted about their son's decision to "go rogue." On the plane, Dev had asked Tom not to let on about his plans to go back into the family fold once he was ready.

Dev looked over at his lover and smiled as the car headed out of the airport. "Almost time to meet Sara and Jack," he said, taking Tom's hand in his own. "Too late to back out now, unless you don't mind jumping out of a moving vehicle."

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Tom blushed and squeezed Dev's hand. "Check the mirror lately for your halo, sweetheart?"

"It's at the cleaners so they can try to get the tarnish off," Dev said, laughing. "Just ask anyone here about what a brat I've been in the past."

[tag Dean]

"I don't think you were quite that bad," Dean said with a fond smile at the young man, "though I do remember you having your moments."

He offered his beer to Dev and watched him take a sip before asking Tom, "What made you decide to leave the church?"

"The Church teaches that to think a thing is a sin as much as to act on it. I petitioned for release from my vows when I realized that I could no longer keep them in my mind, even if I never acted on those thoughts." Tom answered with a slight smile, wondering if a man like Dean Istead would be able to understand that kind of mindset. "Enough harm has been brought to the Mother Church already by venal priests, I couldn't add to that."

Dean narrowed his eyes slightly. "What kind of thoughts are you talking about?"

Tom glanced at Sadie, who he assumed was underage, before looking back at Dean. "That is a topic for different company."

"All right, everyone, dinner is ready," Sara announced before Dean could question Tom further. "If you'd take a seat wherever you like," she said, indicating the picnic style table on the other side of the deck, "we'll be right there with the steaks."

Sadie walked over to Tom and smiled at him. "Sit next to me?"

"Only if you promise not to laugh when my false teeth slip." Tom teased Sadie, giving a big brother type tug to her hair.

"I promise," she giggled. "I figure I should separate you and Dev so you don't make out at the table." She took hold of Tom's hand and tugged on it, and it was clear she really only wanted her brother's new boyfriend to sit next to her because she liked him.

"I guess that leaves you and me on the opposite side, kiddo," Dean said, putting his hand on Dev's back as he took back his beer and guided Dev towards the table.

Tom wanted to change the arrangements and sit with Dev, but didn't want to hurt Sadie's feeling. To hide the jealousy and anger at that possessive hand on Dev's back, he leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Now we can laugh when Dean's dentures slip."

Sadie burst out laughing and covered her mouth as she laughed. "I knew I liked you for a reason," she said, then leaned over to whisper back, "I think he secretly likes Dev, so I'm glad you're with him instead."

[tag Dev]

Dev wasn't happy to be separated from Tom, either, but he couldn't help being amused by the sight of his little sister acting like the sweet sixteen year-old she really was. He knew it had to mean something if she had taken such a quick liking to Tom.

When Dean took him over to the table, Dev made sure to sit right across from Tom. If they couldn't sit next to one another, at least they'd be able to play a little footsie until they could be alone.

"I'm glad I'm with Dev too." He whispered with a grin over at Dev, deciding there was little he could do about his feelings about Dean without causing a scene for which Dev might never forgive him, so he would try and ignore any of it that he could, but God, it would feel spectacular to wipe that little grin of the man's face.

Just then, he felt Dev's foot sliding up the inside of his jeans and caressing his calf. He smiled over at his lover as his own foot slid across the deck and mimicked the younger man's movements.

Sara and Jack soon joined them. In addition to the steaks, there was corn on the cob, a garden salad, baked beans, potato salad, and rolls. When Dev reached to grab one, Sara gently smacked his hand.

"Tom, if you wouldn't mind saying grace," she said, smiling at him.

Caught by surprise as his thoughts were directed decidedly South of heaven at that moment, Tom looked over at Dev and then closed his eyes. "An important miracle performed by Christ was the feeding of the five thousand, which teaches us charity, love and faith. As we share this bounty, remind us, O God, of those that have not and our duty to emulate that message of charity to all mankind with love and humility, seeking not the approval of others, but the blessings of Heaven. In the Name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen."

As he spoke the names of the Trinity, Tom crossed himself and offered a silent thanks for another gift from God, the love of the beautiful young man sitting across from him. Opening his eyes he smiled at Dev and gave him a wink.

"Amen," Dev said, smiling back and raising his foot so it rested lightly between Tom's legs, his toes just touching Tom's crotch. He reasoned the tablecloth would hide things well enough. "Everything looks great, Mom," he said, starting to help himself to the food.

"Just make sure you leave some for the rest of us," Dean laughed as he watched the food pile up on Dev's plate.

"I need my energy for later," Dev replied, giving Tom a heated look across the table.

Tom's face felt as if it might burst into flames, but one hand found Dev's foot and began tracing erotic patterns around his ankle as he struggled to control his blush. "Demon child." He managed to chuckle.

"Don't call my baby sister names," Dev teased as his lover's touch began to arouse him.

"Hey!" Sadie protested. "He was talking about you!"

"Dev, behave yourself in front of your sister, please," Jack said, sensing that his son was up to something.

Tom managed to look completely innocent and not to blush as he looked up. "Yeah, behave in front of your sister, brat." The smile he gave Dev was loving, indulgent and followed by a slow sexy wink.

"What're you going to do, spank me?" Dev asked, holding Tom's gaze and looking a little hopeful.

"Dev!" Jack snapped. "What did I say?"

Dean leaned over to whisper something into Dev's ear, then Dev blushed and moved his foot so he could sit up.

"Sorry, Dad," Dev said.

"Daddy," Sadie said, "It's okay. I don't mind if Dev's a pervert."

Tom's eyes narrowed at Dev's blush, wondering just what Dean had said, but he managed to keep anyone else from noticing and turned to Sadie with a grin, whispering. "He really is, isn't he?"

"Hey, are you both conspiring against me?" Dev said to Tom and Sadie, a cheeky grin on his face.

"Of course we are!" Sadie laughed.

Dean chuckled and looked at Tom. "Careful, Tom. These two are a handful when they're together."

"Well I don't know Sadie, but I know exactly how to handle Dev." He reached and covered one of his lover's hands with his own, giving it a squeeze as he smiled pleasantly at Dean. His eyes sent a message that the young man belonged to him as surely as he belonged to Dev. "Right, sweetheart?"

Dev beamed and turned his hand so he could hold onto Tom's. "It's true. Someone's finally found a way to keep me in line," he said, not noticing the slightly pained look on Dean's face as he spoke.

Jack laughed at what his son said, then gave Tom an approving look. "Tom, if that's true, you have my congratulations. I didn't think anyone could tame this kid."

"I haven't been tamed!" Dev protested with a laugh. "I'm just a bit more...domesticated than I was before."

"That's a bit of a shame," Dean said, putting an arm around Dev's shoulders and giving him a squeeze. "Our resident wild child is disappearing."

"Trust me, Dean," Sara said, "that isn't a bad thing." She smiled at Tom. "In fact, I think it's wonderful."

Tom didn't even notice his hand tightening on Dev's as he resisted the urge to reach over and pull Dean's arm away from the young man. "I don't think I'd want Dev completely tamed. I'd miss my wild child too much." The slight emphasis on the word another subtle warning to the smiling man that Dev was his.

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