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Chris brought a hand up to gently stroke Leon’s cheek, marvelling at the way the other man’s eyes rolled back from the simple motion; the guy clearly didn’t get a lot of physical contact in his life. They had worked out a few boundaries, safe word and motion remaining the same, before getting back into the interrogation which was now taking a very steamy turn.
“If you’re going to continue to be so difficult, I’ll just have to try another way of getting that information from you,” Chris rumbled deeply as he removed his hand and reached for the belt on his pants. Leon’s eyes opened once, the blue surrounding his pupils seeming to have gained the intensity of fire as he watched the taller man finish sliding the leather open before popping the button at the top of his pants. The zipper was quickly slid down, revealing a tight fitting pair of dark blue boxer briefs that left little to the imagination.
“Last chance, Rookie,” Chris growled, palming his length as he stared hard at the officer in the chair. Leon looked him up and down, curling his lips into a sneer before making a snarky comment.
“Bite me. You’re not going to get anything out of me,” He grinned, the expression holding a multitude of playful emotions that went straight to his captor’s groin. With an irate noise, Chris slid his painfully hard length from its prison, the hefty appendage twitching slightly in the cool air. Leon couldn’t help himself, mouth salivating slightly at the idea of the girthy cock before him going into his mouth. Seeming to read his mind, Chris stepped to one side of the chair, stroking his length a few times from base to tip, drawing the foreskin back to expose the weeping head while using his other hand to keep Kennedy’s face on him while he did so. Leon’s mouth was hanging slightly open as he began to pant, the sheer scent of the man towering over him overwhelming in the best way possible, sending pleasurable little jolts to his squirming hips as he awaited the next part of this game.
“I think I know a good way to shut up that smart mouth of yours,” Warning provided, Chris took Leon’s chin in his firm grip, holding the younger man’s mouth open as he promptly shoved a little over half of his length inside. Leon made a strangled noise at the depth of the intrusion, swallowing several times around the weighty dick that was currently calling his mouth home. Chris groaned at the feelings overwhelming him, the tightness the swallowing provided, the delicious heat, the overwhelmingly wonderful feeling of Leon’s tongue giving kitten licks to the underside as he tried to adjust to the feeling of so much in his mouth. Looking down to make sure his partner was still ok and finding rolled back eyes accompanying a trail of drool dribbling from the side of the smaller man’s mouth, Chris assumed he was probably doing fine. Drawing out a bit had Leon sucking in an admirable attempt to keep him in, causing Chris to let out a haggard gasp, his free hand coming up to tangle in the back of Leon’s soft hair before he thrust forward, hitting the back of his partner’s throat with a grunt. Leon made a noise of surprise, the vibrations of which sent the hair at the back of Chris’ neck on end as he paused, making sure no signal was being given to stop. After a moment, he picked up a steady rhythm that had him settling in the back of Leon’s throat every other thrust, thoroughly enjoying the way the restrained man was laving the entirety of his manhood with attention at every angle. Tonguing at the slit when he had drawn far enough out, only to swirl the wet muscle around the entirety of the head as he began to thrust back in, giving pleasurable suction each time he bottomed out, ending on a pleased hum that sent shivers up his partner’s spine.
“I’m wondering if you have a night job with how good you are at this, Rookie,” Leon hummed, seeming to try to chuckle around the mouthful of cock with little luck. Feeling his end approaching too quickly for his tastes, Chris withdrew from that sinful mouth, watching as Leon tried to chase after him, giving a pitiful whine when he was denied. The S.T.aR.S. team member glanced over at the cot and had a wonderful idea, taking his hand back from its position at the back of the smaller man’s head to begin to undress. Leon watched what may as well have been a strip tease as Chris stripped off his layers until he was left nude before his restrained partner.
“Now who looks like they have a night job,” Leon snarked at the taller man, grinning as a brow was raised in response.
“Says the man that sucks dick like a fucking machine,” Chris inadvertently complimented as he stepped closer, making short work of the ropes binding the other man. Leon beamed at the praise, stretching his fingers once they were free of the ropes before moving to stand, his knees popping as he did so. Chris gave him a moment to get the blood back into his limbs, moving instead to recline comfortably on the soft mattress of the small cot.
“You think you can handle a ride with me, Rookie?” Leon blushed intensely at the suggestion, staring at the firm length that had been in his mouth just minutes earlier, captivated by the way it throbbed as he thought of a retort.
“I don’t know. You look like the kind of guy that flunked out on getting your license,” Leon teased as he removed his own clothing, saving his pants and boxer briefs for last, undulating his hips back and forth in a manner he once saw a stripper do as he slowly slid them both down. The desired effect was achieved as Chris glared hungrily from his supine position on the bed, the heat behind the expression coming purely from arousal, if the new line of slick precum beading its way down the side of his reddened length was any indication. Leon sauntered toward the mattress, making sure to continue swaying those delectably grabbable hips back and forth, teasing his trainer as long as he could. When he was just out of reach, he paused by the bed’s side to trail his hands in opposite directions on his body, one sliding from his navel up toward firm pectorals, then his neck before arriving at his mouth, open in a downright whorish expression. Chris' burning eyes flicked down to the secondary hand just in time to see it wrap firmly around the base of the other man’s smaller erection, bringing a performative moan from those drool-slicked lips.
“Chris!” Leon yelped out as the larger man lunged forward, closing the distance and throwing the younger onto the mattress, rolling on top to lock their lips in an all consuming kiss that smothered any further complaints. Sky blue eyes rolled back as a skilled and forceful tongue shoved its way into the rookie’s mouth, commanding his own to join in the luscious swirl of exchanged saliva, flicking at the roof of his mouth every few strokes. Leon could get little more than quiet whimpers out, his hips rutting upwards and making contact with a solid, meaty thigh that he happily humped away at with abandon. Chris groaned at the added stimulation, the smaller man’s leaking cock leaving a warm, sticky trail on his leg that was rapidly cooling in the morning air. In another unexpected motion that drew a moan from the rookie, Chris had flipped their positions so Leon was now seated with the elder’s dick rubbing sensually between the cheeks of his toned, supple ass.
“If you think I’m so bad at driving, why don’t you show me how it’s done, Rookie? I’ll even give you something to get you started,” Chris breathed out, chest rising and falling with each panted breath. Leon was confused for a moment by what the elder meant, having some trouble keeping up as a constant stream of desire and heat bled steadily through his body, brows furrowing in displeasure as the hot length that had been teasingly swiping at his twitching hole was withdrawn. Chris drew him closer, having the smaller man lie down over his chest, bringing his larger hands down to grope that positively irresistible ass a few times before the click of a bottle he was opened and a generous portion of cool lube was poured onto his fingers. In spite of the heat, Leon couldn’t help but giggle.
“You carry that around with you at work?” The incredulous inquiry was met with a sheepish smile.
“I’m going to be so honest. You have no idea how many times I’ve had to get out someone who’s stuck in something they really shouldn’t be by using this stuff. I legitimately recommend you start to carry some around too for all of the heads stuck in banisters calls we get. There are a weirdly large amount of those,” Chris slipped easily back into work mode, offering advice that was also a valid explanation before his expression turned sensual once more. Hot fingers found their way towards Leon’s fluttering entrance, the middle moving to stroke against it firmly, rubbing the area to distribute a large amount of lubricant before attempting anything further. As Chris rubbed pleasurable circles over him, Leon brought his hands up to grope the firm chest on which he was lying, blushing as he realised that from shoulder to shoulder, he was barely the same width of the middle of his partner’s torso, the area just above his stomach but below his pectorals. The realization sent a shiver through him at the same time that teasing finger finally pressed through his pliant defences, bringing with it a lewd moan breathed directly into the warm skin of Chris’ abdomen.
“Haaah.. Chriiiis,” Leon drooled, the feeling of being stretched out shooting little spikes of pleasure up his spine as he clawed at the larger man’s chest, nails unintentionally scraping across firm nipples. Chris sucked in a breath at the feeling, a second finger accidentally slipping into Leon as he tried to get a grip and compose himself, which the smaller man seemed entirely happy with if the high pitched whine he released was any indication.
“Chriis!” The named S.T.aR.S. team member shuddered as Leon’s grip on his chest and nipples increased in intensity, his dick twitching out another bead of pearly liquid as he increased the pace at which he was preparing his trainee. Leon’s eyes rolled back into his head as the two fingers set a steady pace, occasionally bumping into a spot that made him see S.T.aR.S. before spreading into a V to open him up in preparation for the hard length he could still feel twitching against the inside of his thighs. His own erection was pressed firmly against Chris’ unyielding abdomen, the warm flesh of which undulating with each breath the larger man took, bringing a pleasurable slide against the sensitive head of the weeping length pressed near his navel.
Chris added a third finger, delighting in the broken little babbles his partner was making, the rookie’s grip on his chest never letting up as those slutty hips began to writhe back into his quickly working fingers, then forward to smear into the sticky puddle forming on his abs. Deeming the other man stretched enough, and not wanting him to cum too soon, he withdrew his fingers and moved to grab the bottle of lube he had set aside earlier, applying a generous amount to both his turgid length and to the rookie’s warm hole. Without further preamble, he gave the smaller man’s ass a slap, bringing those sky blues up to lock with warm steel before he spoke.
“You still gonna show me how it’s done?” The inquiry sent another shudder through Leon as he tried to sit up, slipping slightly in the mess he had created on his partner’s abdomen as well as from his very slicked up opening. He took only another few seconds to get into position, smiling down at the larger man with a cocky grin in spite of his precarious position.
“Watch and learn,” He slurred out, slightly drunk on the pleasant buzz of arousal that permeated his veins. Smooth fingers met Chris cock, wrapping around them softly, gently as he was stroked a few times before being lined up with the entrance that nearly seemed to kiss him before Leon dropped down all at once. The wind was knocked from both men, Chris wheezing with wide eyes as Leon released all of his oxygen in a high-pitched, broken wail, not having expected the other man’s head to slam directly into his prostate from the angle and having been caught off guard. They sat still for a moment, both needing a second to come down from the insane high the motion had granted, before Leon placed his hands onto Chris' chest, the meat of his pecs spilling out between the shaky fingers as his smaller partner lifted his hips and dropped them again. Leon set a slow pace that gradually built up in speed, looking down at Chris when the large man brought his hands to rest on the small hips currently grinding his dick up into that unbearable heat that had his eyes rolling back.
“Fffuuuck, you feel so good, Leon,” Chris managed to get out between gritted teeth, trying desperately to keep himself from throwing the other man down and ravishing him until neither could move. Leon answered with a broken noise of pleasure as the length inside him ground up into his sweet spot, whimpering out a plethora of pretty sounds that set Chris on edge.
“Haaaah..m mmmpl- please, please Ch-Chris, AAH!” Chris' control snapped at the same time as his sanity, he thought. On one of Leon’s withdrawals, Chris snapped his hips up to meet the retreating set, burying himself to the hilt while drinking in the erotic noises the younger made as he quickly moved to swap their positions once more. Leon felt his world spin, the cock currently devastating his insides as well as all higher brain functions never leaving his body. As he found himself on his back, looking up at the very dishevelled form of the most beautiful man he had ever had the pleasure of sleeping with, Leon brought his arms up to wear around that thick neck, clinging to the taller’s shoulders.
“Hard, ple- please, I I I n-need it Ha-AAAAH!” His request was granted immediately, Chris girthy cock pistoning in and out of him like a well oiled machine, the other man’s restraint clearly gone as he chased their orgasms. Leon could barely see through the tears dripping down his cheeks, mouth open and leaking a variety of aroused sounds as his body was man handled into a better angle that had Chris slamming into his prostate with every thrust. Chris pressed the smaller man’s knee up toward his chest, gritting his teeth as he stared down at the pleasure-drunk man below him, watching those beautiful tears make tracks down red cheeks while he admired the man’s flexibility.
“You’re so fucking pretty, Leon. Fuck, fuck, so hot, so tight!” Chris praised, hips stuttering for just a moment before he regained a bit of composure and continued the brutal pace he had set, panting out more praise every time that hot ring of muscle clamped too tight around him. Leon was lost, the feelings of pleasure building so quickly and hitting him so hard he could only barely make out what Chris was saying amid the onslaught. Leon made a few more pretty noises, before orgasming in a display that had his partner briefly pausing to stare at in wonderment. Leon’s back arched up in a perfect bow, his nipples rubbing against the firm chest of his bulky partner as his mouth opened to release a choked scream, eyes rolling to the back of his head while rope after rope of opalescent cum painted and striped their way up his and his partner’s abdomens in a lewd abstract display. Leon’s entrance gave rapid undulations, his body trying desperately to milk the larger man’s cock while also extending his own pleasure. Chris could do little more than groan, giving a few more deep thrusts, nailing the man’s prostate with each one, causing a string of whimpered whines to leak from those plush lips before he seated himself fully and came. His release was steady, cum pumping into the smaller man to an extent Leon never realized was possible in his fucked out state, feeling his stomach distend slightly from the sheer quantity of the white fluid coating his insides. Chris slowly withdrew from his partner, both men panting heavily as they tried to recompose themselves and figure out where the hell they even were.
“You, you did good, Rookie,” Chris panted out, sliding a hand over his face to wipe off some of the sweat from his brow as he grinned down like an idiot. Leon couldn’t help but laugh, the motion sending pleasant tingles up and down his legs.
“I think I could’ve ridden longer if someone didn’t get so impatient,” Leon retorted, drawing the larger man down for a kiss as they both basked in the afterglow of a very pleasant spring morning.
“So, do I still have to do the interrogation? Because I don’t think I can do that again without getting hard,” Chris laughed at that, shaking his head.
“You showed your durability. I think you’ll do fine. I’ll bullshit something up and have you look it over before I hand it in. Fuck, we gotta go out some time. You want to get coffee after this?” Leon felt his cheeks heat up, very much liking the idea and also a bit embarrassed at having fucked his crush before ever going on a date.
“Yea, I’d like that. I know a nice place on the corner near the precinct.”
“Then it’s a date.”