Velvet

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A month after the disaster in China.

"On your knees" he said in his rough voice, putting his hand on the younger man's shoulders and pushing him down. Leon protested for a moment, wondering if this should continue or if he should stop everything and pretend like nothing ever happened. Chris continued to bark orders at him. "I said get on your knees. Now. You wanted this." It was true, Leon had wanted it, had wanted it more than any fucking thing on this planet. Their mission together had been purely secondary. The smaller man finally got onto his knees, his blue-grey eyes staring up into Chris' face.

"Tell me what you want." Leon asked, his eyes never wavering from those of his partner. "Please" Chris smirked and unbuttoned his pants, not caring that the windows were left open in his home. He pulled his pants down and Leon could see the stiff outline of his cock in his boxers. His heart began to beat faster.

"Open your mouth." He demanded and Leon did as he was told. Chris pulled his erection out of his boxers and slowly slid it into Leon's open mouth. His eyes rolled back into his head as Leon's moist tongue began to circle around the head, his lips closing as he tried to take Chris' entire dick into his throat. A small moan escaped from the older man's throat as he watched Leon. "You look good with a cock in your mouth. You like that?" he whispered, his breathing heavy. He grabbed a handful of Leon's hair and forced him to look up at him. "I said, do you like that?"

"I do." Leon panted, letting Chris slip out of his mouth, his eyes begging for more. Chris lifted the younger man up by the hair until he was on his feet. He stroked Leon's chin and kissed him intensely, their mouths opening and their tongues touching frantically. He pushed Leon against the wall and pressed his erection into him, feeling the younger man's hardness pushing against his own. He pulled Leon's head back and kissed him roughly on his throat, feeling a moan escape.

"Do you want me?"

"I do. God I do." Leon begged, and Chris finally pushed him towards the bedroom door, kissing him the entire way. Chris opened the door and the two men stumbled inside, unable to keep their hands from exploring each other. Leon fell to the bed, undoing his pants almost frantically until he noticed Chris had not followed and instead stood at the door staring down at him.

"This is what you wanted? This is sick." He spat, looking at Leon, his cock still hanging out of his pants, glistening with saliva. Leon nodded in agreement.

"I know."

"Roll over." Chris demanded, rushing to the bed and flipping Leon over before he had a chance to do it himself. He pulled off Leon's pants and noticed with a smile that he wasn't wearing any underwear. "You were ready for this." He said softly, giving Leon a smack on the ass. The sound reverberated throughout the room. Chris crawled over Leon and began to kiss his back, noticing how smooth and soft his skin was. He noticed that the younger man was touching himself. "Don't do that." He yelled, grabbing Leon's hands and putting them above his head, pushing him harder into the mattress.

"But I need – "

"I don't care what you need, this isn't about you. It was never about you." He breathed into Leon's ear, finally reaching down and caressing his ass, squeezing the firm skin and toying with his entrance. Leon jumped slightly in protest.

"I'm not ready."

"I don't care."

"Chris you can't just – " his reply was cut short as he heard Chris spit into his hand, rubbing his cock with the makeshift lubrication. Chris let go of Leon's wrists and spread open his ass.

"Well you wanted this, Leon. Here goes." He said as he slowly pushed himself into Leon. Chris let out a moan as his arousal was engulfed by the warmth and tightness. Leon tensed up against the mattress, crying out in a mixture of pain and the deepest kind of pleasure. Chris buried himself into his partner, staying there for a moment before he finally withdrew and began to slowly pump himself in and out. Leon grasped the sheets of the bed in his fists, not sure of what to do exactly. It was obvious that the situation had gotten out of his control. Chris was the ringleader now. "Does it feel good, Leon?" Chris breathed into his ear, and it was obvious that he didn't care about the answer.

Chris continued to pump into Leon, his cock sliding in and out of the smaller man until he couldn't take it any longer. He picked up his pace, grabbing Leon's hips and slamming into him, ignoring his cries. Leon could tell by the frantic pace that it would all be over soon. Suddenly, Chris pulled out causing Leon to cry out in abrupt pain. He flipped Leon over and came on the milky white expanse of his stomach. Chris stood up, smirking.

"What about me?" Leon asked breathlessly, gesturing to his erection and looking up at Chris pleading. "Please just touch me. Do something."

Chris looked down at the man and shook his head, his eyes glinting like he had some evil idea. Leon gulped.

"Touch yourself."

"What? That's not fair!"

"Do it, Leon. Touch yourself. Now." He looked into Leon's eyes and it was clear that this was a demand and not a suggestion. Chris sat back down on the bed and stared at Leon, waiting for him to begin. Leon sighed and wrapped his hands around his cock, working it up and down while Chris continued to watch.

"Do you wish it was me touching you, Leon? Do you wish it was my hand wrapped around you, making you come?" He whispered in Leon's ear. Leon moaned loudly as Chris continued to talk to him, demanding him. "You like that? You going to come for me?"

"Oh God, Chris.." Leon muttered, frantically moving his fist up and down on his cock. It was obvious by his tone of voice that he was close. He suddenly felt Chris' hand on his throat, squeezing on his windpipe and causing his vision to blur. It was then that he finally came, the hot sticky semen spurting onto his stomach and mixing with the mess that Chris had already made. Chris released his hand from Leon's neck and lay down on the bed, obviously spent.

"Well you got what you wanted."

"Yeah, I guess I did." Leon said, wincing. He knew what was going to come next. This had been weeks in the making and he knew that nothing would change what was going to happen, that nothing would ever make this okay between them. Chris would never know exactly what he meant to his partner. Then the blow finally came, the one Leon knew was waiting.

"Get out, Kennedy. We have work to do tomorrow."