Alex felt nervous as he sat on the bar in the snooker room, Yassen had beaten Ogla by a very small margin and now there was a very tall woman in front of him putting on surgical gloves.

"Right… You." She pointed to Yassen who was standing next to him. "Stop hovering, you're getting in my way."

Yassen stood his ground, staring the woman down and Alex looked between the two of them. "Yassen… It's fine."

The assassin nodded and squeezed his hand before moving a couple of steps away and letting the doctor stand in front of him. She looked at his eye.

"Any dizziness?"

"No."

"Now…" She took his hands, looking at the cuts and then pulled his sleeve up following the bruising on his left arm, then she poked at his jumper. "Off. Please." She added the courtesy as if it vaguely offended her and Alex glanced at Yassen and then the rest of them who were sitting with drinks. Wincing, he took it off.

"Someone's made a right mess of you here… What is that?"

"It's a tattoo." Alex said, ducking his head.

"Don't like parlours?"

"It was against my will."

"Ah. Have you had a blood test?"

"He has." Yassen said. "It was negative for all blood borne diseases apart from septicaemia."

"You lost a lot of weight?" She asked.

"About fifteen kilos."

"You still look thin, have you been eating?"

"I was getting there but… Something else occurred."

She glanced at yassen. "I see, any problems with your shoulder."

"Yes."

She tested his range of movement and gave him some exercises, then she examined his rib from where it had cracked and pronounced that healed.

"What did you need open heart surgery for?" She asked prodding at the scar over his sternum.

"I was shot." Alex said, lifting his arm with some difficulty and showing her the exit wound.

"Any pain while exercising? Tightness? Or difficulty breathing?"

"No."

"Lucky boy." She said, grudgingly. "Your leg?"

Alex looked again at the group but no one was looking their way and he toed off his shoes before dropping his jeans.

"Nasty, did you get hit by a bus?"

"The Equivalent I suppose." He replied and when she hovered over the scarring from Libya: "my leg shattered, the muscle hasn't been the same since."

"It will take time, further injury and swelling won't help matters."

"You don't think it's re-broken?" Yassen asked.

"No, he wouldn't be walking I it was. Try and stay off it, gentle exercises once the swelling has gone down will improve the strength and help it heal properly; I assume you had physiotherapy…"

"Yes."

"Continue with those exercises and the ones I gave you for your shoulder. Give your leg a week to heal properly first."

"Alright."

"Which one of you tops?"

Alex blushed from his toes to his ears and when he tried to speak his voice squeaked.

"I do…" Yassen said softly and his arm slid around Alex's waist.

"No arms above his head, don't aggravate his leg. Basically if it hurts don't do it and for the love of god don't tie him up or anything of that sort, any jolts to stationary limbs will delay the healing process."

Alex didn't know when he'd buried his face in Yassen's arm but when she finished talking he was aware that he was berry red and that he could feel the assassin sniggering.

"We don't go in for bondage much."

"All the same, not a point in time to get experimental, I can see you thinking about it. And you…"

Alex lifted his head. "Yes?"

"Eat, healthy food and a lot of it especially proteins and iron."

"I will."

"Right, take care of yourselves."

She was abruptly gone before he could thank her and he looked, bewilderingly at Yassen for a moment before the man stepped between his legs and kissed him.

"She's got me thinking about you now…"

He shifted closer and Alex had a hard time quashing a moan. "It was embarrassing."

"You blushed… A lot."

"Shut up." Alex kissed him. "I mean why did she even have to ask?"

"It's not so inconceivable that you could be topping me…"

Alex blushed again. "You wouldn't let me… You would?"

"If you want to." He kissed one cheek and then the other. "But not when you blush like that… That makes me want to do other, very illegal, things to you."

"Like what?"

"You'll find out later."

Alex huffed as he stepped away a little. "You got me hard."

Yassen didn't look at all apologetic as he lifted him down from the bar.

"I'll get you back… Later."

When he swallowed thickly Alex grinned and pulled his clothes back on; two could play at that game.

By the time they got back it was very late and Alex's feet were dragging in front of Yassen as he trudged up the stairs.

"Do we have to get up tomorrow?"

"Not till eleven."

"Thank fuck."

Alex turned and took his hand, which made his heart flutter in anticipation, and led him down the corridor to their bedroom. Yassen was aching to run his hands over his bum and grind against him but tried to restrain himself. Only when he'd entered the room with him and closed the door did he run the backs of his fingers up Alex's spine to his shoulder blades and then down to the waistband of his jeans, his other hand still holding Alex's.

"Are you… Hesitant?" Alex asked softly, it was hard to say if he was amused or not.

"Cautious, I don't want to hurt you." Alex shivered when he slipped his fingers under his belt at the back. "Do you still want to?"

"I've been thinking about this all night." Alex turned and lifted his hand pressing a kiss to his knuckle it sent a flood of warmth straight up his arm. "I don't know much but I can't think of any position that'll work."

Yassen slid his hand properly into Alex's underwear and ran the pad of his middle finger over his entrance, his eyes slid closed and he keened in the back of his throat. "Fuck, oh…"

The assassin was hard in the space of a second but focused through the blur of lust on rubbing that finger up and down, he could feel the muscle tensing and relaxing and Alex's hand held tight to his.

"God… You're amazing."

"I want to try something, we can stop anytime you like; I know at first it can be strange."

"What is it?"

"I'll show you in a moment, first what do you want to do? Your choice."

"You're making it hard to-uh-think."

"What's the first thing that comes to mind?"

Alex squeezed his hand hard and let out a panting groan. "Shower, I want to shower with you."

"That sounds good." He withdrew his hand and lifted the hem of Alex's shirt, he winced as he lifted his arm and Yassen kissed his shoulder over the bruising when he'd thrown the shirt away. "How about a bath instead?"

Alex smiled. "Yes."

Their bathroom had both a shower and a large bath, one of the reasons Yassen had picked it. He left Alex for a moment to set the taps running and returned to find him sitting on the bed yawning.

"Come here." He said and Yassen sat next to him finding himself drawn into a slow kiss. Alex wrapped his right arm around his shoulders and pulled him down to lie on his side facing him and they kissed in slow oblivion until something reminded him that he should check the water. He pulled away, surprised when Alex whined like a cat in the back of his throat and tightened his hold on his shoulders.

"The bath."

"Oh…" He gave him a kiss and let him go, rolling onto his back he looked exhausted. "I suppose I'd better get naked."

"If you could stay that way for the rest of your life it'd be appreciated."

Alex laughed and undid his trousers before pushing them off and lying there in only his socks. "What would Vy say?"

"He'd deal with it."

"Not with how many times a day I get hard by just looking at you."

Yassen grinned. "When today?"

"When we were playing pool and you brushed past me while I was supposed to be taking a shot - dirty cheat."

"Had to do something, you were beating me by a shameful margin and you've had the shit kicked out of you."

Alex just looked down at himself; he was beginning to get hard. "That's my fifth today."

"Teenagers…"

"Never used to happen when you weren't around." He lay back and gave him a sly smile, Yassen swallowed.

"I'm going to…"

"-check the bath?" Alex supplied.

He nodded and tore himself away, the bath was a bit over-filled but okay and at the right temperature. Yassen turned the water off and started stripping.

"It's ready."

Alex sat up with a hiss and pulled his socks off before limping to him and running his fingers over his abdomen.

"How're we doing this?"

"Sit against me?"

"Sounds amazing."

Yassen got in the bath first and then welcomed Alex against his chest, he went utterly limp in his arms and breathed out a sigh of content.

"I think I'm in heaven."

He responded by kissing over his shoulders and gently massaging his thigh.

Alex murmured. "I think you're fantastic and I think I'll kick Kidesh right in the bollocks for even daring to speak your name, let alone think about you naked."

Yassen chuckled, even as his heart warmed and Alex turned his head for an awkward kiss. "I mean it."

"If you kick him in the balls it'll only show that what he said got to you, then he'll just do it to be annoying."

"I know. I should be like Vy, but it's irritating."

"Yeah, I know."

"Mostly because he has no idea what he's talking about…" Alex sighed and let his head loll back. "he knows nothing about you and dares to claim some kind of mastery in your sexual exploits…"

"Only because he's the only person he's ever met apart from you who has been with me more than once." Yassen's hand other hand slipped down and curled around his cock. "And even then he had to tie me down and ride me."

"Mmnng, don't." Alex pushed his hand away. "If I come I'll fall asleep."

"That wouldn't be such a bad thing."

"I'm too curious as to what you have planned..."

"You cant guess?"

"No, you could be into anything."

"Would you ever let me tie you up?"

"That doctor put the idea in your head."

"She did… Hadn't thought about it till then."

"I guess I'd give it a go, I trust you."

Yassen hummed for a second and shifted against him, it felt good to rub his erection against his back. "That night in Egypt when I watched you finger yourself… That was amazing."

He saw Alex swallow. "Give me your hand."

Yassen extended it, heart beating fast in his chest and Alex laid his own over it and guided it downwards over his hard flesh and further till his middle finger lay over his entrance. The assassin was breathing heavily.

"It'll hurt without lube."

"I know, I'm not going that far I just wanted to touch myself with your fingers."

Yassen ground himself against his back and moaned. "What you do to me…"

Alex pressed yassen's finger against his entrance and let out a shaky sigh when just the tip sunk a tiny way in. "Fuck."

Yassen's wrapped his other arm tight around his waist, holding him against him as he rutted against his back. "Alex…"

"Feels good." He muttered back. "Would you ever let me tie you up?"

"Yes."

"Is that what you want to do tonight?"

"No - it would hurt you too much to ride me."

Alex shifted his hips up against his finger. "I'd like it though."

"When your leg's better."

"I'll make you come twice in me."

Yassen set his teeth to Alex's neck. "I'm so fucking turned on."

"You're shaking."

The assassin clutched him tighter and he ground back, rubbing Yassens finger over his entrance. "What's it like being in me."

"You're tight, really tight and warm and wet sometimes - when I've already come in you. And you shiver and make this noise and god…" Yassen broke off and moaned himself as he moved against Alex's back. "I want you all the time because your skin's so soft and you tense and relax around me and it drives me mad. Sometimes when you drag your nails down my back I cant breathe, its like every receptor I have is on fire and when you come…" He bit into his shoulder, wordlessly moaning into his skin, and shuddered before going still. Alex pulled his hand back up and wrapped his arms and Yassen's around himself.

"Now I feel like a teenager." He gasped and lapped at the slight teeth marks. "You're so beautiful, are you sure I cant…"

"Not yet." Alex trapped his hand beneath his own. "Relax."

"Alright."

Alex slipped a little deeper into the hot water, and Yassen let his head rest against the rim of bath. He was utterly boneless and when the spy kissed him softly he could only flutter his eyelids and draw him a little closer.

It was almost twenty minutes later when they finally got out of the bath and dried themselves off. Lying hot with damp skin on top of the covers.

"So…" Alex looked sleepily up at Yassen as he knelt over him, his body was undeniably still interested.

Yassen smiled a little nervously and lifted him carefully positioning him diagonally on the bed.

"What are we doing?"

"Erm…" He was upside down to Alex and the kiss was a little awkward but, hands trembling a little, he slowly kissed down his neck to his collarbone and licked at his nipple, dropping onto his side. Alex turned onto his to compliment him and kissed the scar over his heart before setting his teeth gently to his own nipple. He moaned and moved down Alex's body over his slightly too prominent ribs, kissing at that hollow just below the last one that made him arch his back.

When Alex dragged his teeth over one of Yassen's abs he gasped against Alex's skin and kissed a group of bruises above his hip running his hand over his bum and squeezing it.

"Oh…" Alex breathed against his stomach. "That."

His cock gave a twitch and Yassen grinned sucking at the hollow beneath Alex's hip and licking the crease where his leg joined his body.

"Yeah."

Saying Sixty-nine out loud had seemed juvenile a moment ago but now… Alex had taken him into his mouth and when he licked the tip of his erection in return Alex moaned around him, squeezing his hip. It was incredibly easy to take him into his throat from this angle and he liked it when Alex's hand found the back of his head and ran through his hair. Alex was breathing hard against his hip and his other hand found his balls and caressed them as he sucked at his skin no doubt leaving a mark.

"Cant concentrate when you do that…" Alex said, breath hitching. Yassen pulled back until his cock slipped out of his mouth with a pop.

"That good huh?"

"Feels something like this…" Alex took him back into his mouth and Yassen's mind went blank as he felt himself slip into his throat.

"Uh." His hand was in Alex's hair and he couldn't help but put a little pressure on the back of Alex's head, though he moved it a second later to his shoulder and just held on. He didn't think Alex could do that! When he pulled back the suction made him shudder.

"God Alex."

He did it again and yassen couldn't seem to do anything but put Alex's cock in his mouth and suck when he remembered. He was close already despite having come not too long ago and Alex seemed to know it as he pulled back and pumped him with one hand while sucking at the head.

"Alex… I'm…" He tried to move his head away but Alex stayed right where he was and with a shiver and a cry the assassin came. It took a couple of seconds to recover; his limbs felt abnormally heavy. He could smell Alex's clean skin and the musky scent of his arousal and blearily realised the spy had sat up.

Yassen blinked owlishly at him for a moment before convincing his limbs to move. He sat up and stroked up Alex's leg leaning in for a kiss, he tasted of his cum.

"That's twice already, are you trying to make a point?" Yassen asked.

"Maybe." Alex grinned. "But now I really want to come."

Yassen trailed a single finger down the length of Alex's erection and the spy sighed, eyes rolling back into his head. "Please finger me."

"Come here." Yassen sat against the headboard and welcomed Alex between his legs with his back to him. He gently lifted his legs so they lay over his thighs. Chin resting on the teenagers shoulder Yassen found the sight of him spread open almost edible and reached under the pillow next to him for the lube he'd put there earlier and squeezed some onto his fingers. He wrapped his hand around Alex's cock and slowly stroked him till he was slick with it and moaning.

"Fingers…" He managed to gasp. "Please?"

Yassen swallowed. "I should do what with my fingers?"

His public school accent was strained as he panted. "Finger me? Please? God Yassen…"

Yassen let his fingers drop a little lower and fondled his balls for a moment and then a little further, over his perineum until he felt his entrance twitch beneath his finger.

"Yes… Oh yes." Alex's head fell back as he slid one finger in just a little. "Please?"

Alex was actually begging. He slid his finger all the way in and crooked it.

"Fuck. Oh yes." Alex slid his hand into Yassen's hair and pulled him into a desperate kiss. Then he keened pulling back a little and just stared up at him with those liquid brown eyes.

"That first time…" The spy gasped. "All you wanted me to do was look at you."

"Your eyes are amazing."

"So are yours." Alex said before whining, eyes half closed, with pleasure.

"I love you."

Alex came, legs twitching weakly and breath ragged as it pulled in and out of his heaving chest. Then he went completely limp in his arms. Yassen held him for a while, running his fingers up and down his legs and when Alex finally opened his eyes he kissed him.

"Teeth." The blonde murmured and rolled tiredly out of bed shuffling out of the bedroom into the bathroom.

Yassen brushed his teeth next to him and watched him wash the come off his stomach. Moments later they settled under the heavy covers and fell deeply asleep.