"Time for daddy to take over..."

Piers swallowed tight, straining body arching off the wall as calloused fingers tightened around his length, biting into his pouted lip to keep some semblance of silence in the shower room. When Chris had said those words it had sent goosebumps over all the flesh on his body, wracking him with complete ecstasy. If his face hadn't been thrust between those amazingly muscled thighs then Chris would have seen how exhilarated he'd been, choking on that thick cock being crammed down his throat. After joining in with the B.S.A.A. he'd never imagined seeing Chris again, not after that day in Quantico. It had been such a long day, but it had ended far too quickly. If he had had any kind of sense he wouldn't have let what happened taken control of his actions and he would have turned away, and passed the opportunity by because even then he'd known that he wanted to come to work for the B.S.A.A., but it had been far too tempting. Thank every star in heaven either the whiskey or anything else that the captain hadn't remembered, and alpha squad had become a new home. Still, Piers hadn't been able to spend a single day since then not thinking about how take charge and perfect his captain was in every way. Chris was so dominating on and off the field to the point where personal feelings were starting to seep between them unbidden. His calloused palm urged more rasping moans and strings of obscenities out from betwixt his full lips, partly agape, leaning his weight back against the wall of the shower stalls for some kind of brace. Sure it was a little bit irritating that Chris couldn't remember him after the afternoon they'd spent together, but then Chris was suffering from PTSD and had a best friend named Jameson, and Piers had only been some cocky little shit that had entertained him for one afternoon. Swallowing his pride and another moan at the same time, soap and water poured over the plains of that body, faint traces of warmth still lingering in the drops. God it was causing him to ache inside. Every time Chris gave him that expectant look that read demanded perfection. The man was a legend. A legend who had given him one afternoon having his presence thrust inside ever recess of his person and then forgotten it entirely.

Biting moist flesh inside of his cheek, lovely eyes squeezed so tightly that he was seeing static stars, as he worked his mind over the little details during autumn that day. It had all started out so boring that he could have yawned, despite the 'meaning' behind the memorial. It was possible he would have went through that entire day and walked away to escape his humiliation at having thrown banter at a living hero. He had been a complete ass hole to that man and instead of just walking off they'd both talked their way into having sex. Even after having a go at each other and nearly choking each other to death over some more stupidity. The eagerness his captain had experienced while he continued to tear away those prim buttons and fancy dress blues covering his olive colored skin and heaved his smaller frame through the air with such ease. The belt that had bit into his wrists behind his back was such a damn statement, Chris making him bend over and take every inch from beneath his amazingly huge form. He wondered if Chris was even aware Piers had never done that before. Probably not. Sure he'd given a decent blow to a few guys before and played at understanding the rules of game with ease, but, that was only afforded to him by people who weren't use to it themselves. Piers had never actually had sex with a man before, or felt the kind of twisted pleasures it could bring. Chris had leaned him over the side of that cheap hotel bed and buried himself as deep as possible without anything but the scent of sweat between them.

It had taken everything Piers had had not to cry out when Chris' length penetrated so deep inside him, filling him so completely. Now it took everything he had not to think about it with his hand urging him closer with every stroke. He liked the more experienced more vigorous captain who had taken him without any hesitation. He didn't need some new little shit trying to learn his way around the bedroom giving him scared touches to whatever part of his body he wasn't afraid to languish in. No, he enjoyed the knowledge that without using any words Chris completely dominated him and had him writhing and almost begging for more. He liked that he'd driven Chris to nearly blowing his load down his throat and into his gut because of how worked up he'd been. Most importantly though, Piers liked how his captain had taught him a lesson in obeying your daddy.

Just hearing him say it over and over in his mind was making him struggle to keep his breathing and groans to himself, resting his head back against the little privacy that the wall provided, twisting that dexterous hand just a bit differently to bring a silent yelp as he kept a frantic rhythm. He wanted Chris' perfect way of roughly bringing him to the edge, even though he'd never worried about it then. He knew how easy it would have been for the older man to earn him the purchase of white sticky fluid between them, but then that wouldn't have made the point that Chris was forcing him to understand. It wouldn't have proved anything to Piers if Chris had let him go with having spoken that way to someone of his caliber and rank. Oh but it couldn't have been any better if it had gone differently, what Chris had done to him was everything. It was just that Piers wanted more, so much more, he wanted every second relived and enticed out of him. He wanted to hear that rough growl in the pits of Chris' diaphragm rattle in his chest while he snarled into his ear and told him how splitting him in two was going to make Piers cry. It had made him cry, silent tears, but cry none the less; nothing he couldn't handle, nothing he wasn't prepared or willing to take again.

"Please daddy..." Piers gasped under the weight in his own chest, the pleasure coiling pleasantly in his stomach that was causing him to pump his hand faster, letting the himself come undone even though he was in such a public place. He knew no one was there, he'd checked before hand, and it was late, almost midnight at this point. Alpha team had gone to bed hours ago, finally being capable of rest after a fourteen hour training track, even though he couldn't sleep himself after being away for thirty three hours. "Make me beg, make me need it." The soap had all but rinsed off completely but Piers didn't care, his hand was all he cared about, and Chris' voice driving him to his climax, pounding into him and telling him to be a good boy. His voice was raising the closer he was getting to orgasm, despite concern over waking others. "I promise... I'll be good captain, please daddy," his voice died out mid sentence in a string of gasps and moans, his spare hand gripping at his scalp and roots of tawny hair craning his own head up to the side, his weight against his shoulders and heel. The sound of hailing water droplets drumming his flesh and the tile floor had long since been forgotten, to the breaths from his own lungs caught in his chest in a grimace of pleasure, heat and cum coating his long slim fingers as they grasped for sanity, sliding up his lower abdominal and smearing sticky fluids over the muscles up to his chest, slowly washing away in the water, relishing in the contact. The slick heat on his fingers drawing over his own skin was tingling against the white lights behind his eyes. Lips parted as he gasped in suffocating oxygen, finally taking in a deep sigh of contentment, groaning out against the walls of the empty room, sinking down against the wall to the ground, putting one leg out and on the other knee he buried his forehead on, letting the coolness of the water wash over him and steal away his final moments of pleasure until mortification replaced all traces of pleasure, the door resonating a metal ring through the room, close behind footsteps that had retreated in near silence.

"Oh shit..."

Had to do this because of the requests going on and everyone should be very grateful to my pm reviewing epic friends for asking me for things. I wonder who heard him...