Pairing: Hank/Evan

Warnings: Slash, incest, implied sex, implied oral sex

Spoilers: General ones for seasons one and two

Author's Notes: I'm changing things up a bit now. Instead of ten random songs, I'll do my ten favorite songs from one artist/band per chapter. (Eleven in this chapter because that's all Porcelain And The Tramps have and they're all awesome.) Review, loves.

My Leftovers-Porcelain And The Tramps

Oh, I don't hold my breath and I don't hold my tongue

Evan is known for saying whatever is on his mind at any given moment. It's like there's no filter between his brain and his tongue. It gets him in trouble a lot, mostly with Divya. He doesn't take crap from anyone (except Hank and sometimes Divya) and he doesn't sit around waiting for things to happen to him. He goes out and makes them happen.

Hank envies him that freedom. The need to never really watch what he says or does with others and maybe it's not freedom so much as the fact that Evan simply doesn't care what others think about him. Sure, he wants to be liked and he wants to be popular, but when it comes right down to it, he's not going to sacrifice who he is as a person to get there.

Hank, no matter how much he claims he doesn't care what others think of him, does care. He doesn't want to and he does a good job of hiding it, but he cares. Sometimes a little too much.

I'm Your Favorite Drug-Porcelain And The Tramps

You want it from me on both knees, but not until you beg me please

"Stop teasing me, Evan!" Hank snapped, panting, fingers tangled in Evan's hair.

Evan grinned wickedly up at him, his tongue darting out and wetting his lips. "Say please."

Hank watched the movement of his tongue and nearly missed what he said. "What? Just stop being such a tease."

Evan leaned back away from Hank as far as he could with Hank's hands in his hair. "That's not very nice, just demanding stuff of me. You need to say please if you want me to do something for you, Henry."

Hank glared down at him, hating the way he was being teased and being told to say please, but he really wanted release, so he swallowed his pride. "Please."

Evan smirked. "Please what, Henry? I can't read your mind."

Hank tightened his grip in Evan's hair, making him wince slightly. "Please just suck me already!"

"Oh, well all you had to do was ask nicely and since you did, I'll indulge you." Evan went to work on his brother.

Hank had been about to say something about Evan having a smart mouth when Evan began to use said mouth for something that was much more pleasurable than talking and Hank lost the ability to even think coherently.

Maybe saying please wasn't so bad.

You Want-Porcelain And The Tramps

What you lost, I found and now I'm not giving it back

Evan didn't understand why Hank went for the women that didn't understand him at all and didn't even seem interested in understanding him. He tried to talk about this with Hank, but he was only met with a blank stare and a subject change from his brother. He supposes that he should be thankful to those women.

They lost Hank and he was the one who found him and now he's not giving Hank back to them. They didn't deserve him then and they certainly don't now. Hank meant more to him than anyone in the world and who understood him better than his little brother? No one as far as Evan was concerned and he would do anything to protect his brother and make sure he was happy.

Even if that meant he had to share him with people like Jill and Dr. Emily Peck. Jill, he didn't mind, she kind of understood Hank and definitely wanted to, but Emily? Evan knew she was just using Hank and he could only hope that Hank realised that before he got hurt.

Sugar Cube-Porcelain And The Tramps

Tension on the ground and the place shut down

The tension crackles between them, creating sparks every time they touched or their eyes met. Neither could concentrate on anything except each other. It got to the point where Evan threw down his pen and stormed upstairs, mumbling under his breath about never getting anything done with Hank around.

Hank looked up from Boris' file and watched him go. A few minutes later, he carefully put the documents back in the green folder and followed his brother upstairs.

They had to work out all this tension or there was no way anything would ever get done around HankMed.

Transparent-Porcelain And The Tramps

So I'll toy with you, so try not to be caught because my teeth are sharp and my temper's high

It was a strange game they played, the normal rules of this type of game didn't apply and half the time, Evan didn't even know the rules. It wasn't like they sat down and discussed this thing they were doing. Words couldn't even begin to cover the situation. All that was left were touches and gasps and moans.

It was a dangerous game they played and they couldn't afford to get caught because that would mean the end of everything they ever worked for, but more importantly, it would mean the end of them and that wasn't something they were willing to give up. They would just not get caught.

I Feel Perfect-Porcelain And The Tramps

The palm of my hand's where I hold the key

Hank's always in control. He's always calm, cool, and collected. Almost nothing can break his composure, especially when he's in front of patients or out in public. However, Evan likes knowing he is one of the few people that can make Hank lose that clean, polished quality he has.

He loves knowing he can drive Hank crazy, make him get dirty and debauched. He can get him hot and frustrated, hands gripping too tight, mouth demanding and fierce against Evan's. Evan holds the key to Hank and he's not about to give it up.

King Of The World-Porcelain And The Tramps

I'll show you what it means for me to control you

Hank knew it wasn't right of him to control Evan like this. Keeping him dependent on himself, so he wouldn't lose him. He knew it was selfish and cruel when he deemed Evan no longer necessary to him and his so called perfect life, he pushed him away, letting the adoration from Evan slowly twist into mutual dislike. Then everything went to hell and Evan reached out and pulled him back from the depths and now they were rebuilding their relationship and Hank found himself missing it when Evan was more dependent on him.

He set about trying to change that and it scared him how easy it was. How willing Evan was to please him in any fashion. It scared Hank to see what he'd done to his little brother. Sure, Evan still had his breezy, laid back attitude, but he was so eager to fix their relationship and forgive Hank, though he didn't even seem to know what Hank had done to him.

So this was what it was like to control someone? Hank almost regretted it. Almost.

Fuck Like A Star-Porcelain And The Tramps

Everybody wants a piece, but only you're invited

Everyone in The Hamptons wanted Hank. Everyone had to have the latest craze and best that came with it. Right now, that was concierge doctors and Hank. Evan watched in equal parts pleasure and dismay. Pleasure because Hank was happy doing what he did best, being a doctor and healing people. Dismay because he had to share his brother with everyone everywhere. Every time he managed to get Hank to sit down and not have some patients' file in his hand and just hang out with him, five minutes later, his phone would go off and he would have to leave. Sometimes Evan went with him, but it wasn't the same and the moment was ruined anyway.

Even if all these people wanted, loved and adored Hank, Evan knew there was only one person that Hank wanted, loved and adored. Him. He was the one that Hank came home to, the reason Hank was here in the first place, the reason Hank was happy right now. So even if he had to share Hank with all these people, it was really only Hank's time he was sharing, not his heart.

Gasoline-Porcelain And The Tramps

Cross me once and you'll see it's like a match in gasoline

When Evan was angry, he was fire, sparks, and heat. He raged and flared, but burned out rather quickly. Yeah, he had a short fuse, but it didn't take much to put him out either. Mostly, he was smoke and no real flames.

Hank, on the other hand, was ice. He was cold, freezing, sharp and biting. He built up to it slowly, soaking it up, letting it harden, darken and become a part of it. To thaw him, to melt him was a long process. You had to chip away at his anger, hardly even making a scratch most times.

Together though, Hank could douse Evan's flames and Evan could melt Hank's ice like no one else in the world could. Together they became two parts of a whole and completed each other, perfectly complementing the other.

Red Light District-Porcelain And The Tramps

I know you want to give it up, give it up, give it up

Hank resisted Evan as long as he could, but Evan knew he really wanted to give into to him and let Evan win. He tried to hold on to his morals, but Evan happily tossed them all out the window and told Hank to just give in to his dark side. He wanted to feel Hank's hands drifting over his body, Hank's lips crushed against his, he just wanted to feel Hank.

He knew Hank wanted the same things and so set about making Hank give into him. He pressed every single button Hank had and finally, after weeks of teasing touches and sultry, come hither looks, Hank slammed him against the wall and kissed him as if his life depended on it.

Satisfied that he had made Hank give it up, he sank into the kiss and then led the way upstairs and closed the bedroom door.

Preyingmantis-Porcelain And The Tramps

I don't think I am who you want me to be

Evan knows Hank looks at him as the one he always has to save and bail out of trouble and, more recently, the person who almost ruined the good thing they had going here in The Hamptons. The person who nearly ruined HankMed and lost all their money.

Evan knows he's made mistakes and that his brother gets sick of always being the one to fix those mistakes. He's tired of making them and having to run to Hank and let Hank fix everything when it should be Evan who fixes his own mistakes.

Evan knows that Hank thinks he's a screw-up, the black sheep and he'll never live up to Hank's expectations and it hurts to know that he's not who Hank wants him to be and he's sure that he'll never be that person.

He'll always be a mistake.