Robert noticed that Zach’s hands were fisted tightly in the bed sheets, the fabric already straining and most likely near the breaking point, and that he was shaking slightly with the effort it was taking not to start thrusting himself into Robert’s mouth. In response, Robert closed his hands around Zach’s hips, fully aware that Zach could easily break himself free at any point. Zach, however, relaxed back onto the bed at Robert’s touch, allowing Robert to pin him as he moved his mouth up and down Zach’s shaft, enjoying the way it filled his mouth and the bitter taste of the precome against his tongue. He lost himself in the sensations, closing his eyes and letting the waves of desire and need wash over him as he sucked.
“Robert, you’ve got to stop,” Zach panted after a while, his hands plucking gently at Robert’s head.
Robert pulled away from Zach’s cock with a little sigh of disappointment, unable to help himself from running his mouth down Zach’s shaft a final time, toward his balls. He felt Zach shiver beneath him as he gently tongued Zach’s testicles, moving a hand down to cup them before sliding a questioning finger even further back, some small part of his brain wondering at his own daring.
Zach’s response was instantaneous; his hips canted forward at once and he spread himself even further apart, welcoming Robert’s touch. With slightly shaking hands, Robert reached out to his bedside cabinet to grab a bottle of lube, looking up at Zach with the unspoken question clear on his face. Zach answered him at once by effortlessly lifting himself up to kiss Robert deeply, before settling back down and spreading his legs wide once more.
Robert took his time, coating his fingers with plenty of lube, and then gently coaxing Zach’s body open. With his fingers buried deep inside Zach’s body, Zach’s moans of pleasure sounding loudly in the air, Robert felt blown away by the strength of his emotions. He looked up to meet Zach’s smoldering gaze and recognized that he was not alone.
They were both trembling by the time Robert slicked up his own cock and placed himself against Zach’s entrance. He moved forward slowly, feeling the gradual give of Zach’s body as he gently pressed inside. He was momentarily overcome by the sensation of how amazing Zach felt around his aching flesh, and had to stop himself from moving to regain some of his control. Zach strained against him, pushing upward so that they could kiss, and then lying back and urging Robert to move.
Robert started to thrust, pulling himself out of Zach’s slick body before pushing himself deep back inside. Zach’s hips were moving in counterpoint to his as their pace gradually increased. Robert kept altering his angle until he heard Zach cry out in pleasure as Robert’s cock hit his prostate, and then he made sure he kept his angle steady as he started to fuck Zach in earnest. His movements grew increasingly erratic as the pleasure continued to build, distantly aware that he was moaning aloud with every thrust. Zach seemed equally lost, his groans merging with Robert’s as he thrust his ass up to meet each of Robert’s downward strokes. As Robert felt his climax approaching, he had just enough presence of mind to reach between their straining bodies and close his hand around Zach’s dick. Zach cried out long and low as Robert pumped him, his climax erupting between them and coating them both with hot fluid. Zach’s climax sparked Robert’s own, and he thrust forward one last time as he spilled deep within Zach’s body.
Robert gently pulled out and collapsed down at Zach’s side, panting hard as little sizzles of pleasure continued to run through his body. After a few minutes of quiet dozing, Robert heard Zach mumble something and reach out for him. In a sudden panic, Robert rolled out of the way as he realized that he had, to put it mildly, let things get totally out of hand between them again.
“Hey,” Zach said as he reached out for Robert again. “What is it?”
Robert shook his head, sitting up as he started to panic in earnest. “Nothing,” he said quickly, trying to evade Zach’s arm as Zach tried once more reached out to pull Robert down to his side. “It’s nothing, I just… I need to—”
“To what?” Zach asked, rolling onto his side to face Robert and pushing himself up onto one elbow. “You’ve still got loads of time before you need to be in. Robert, I thought…. Or, well, I guess I’d hoped that you…,” he trailed off, a faint blush staining his cheeks.
“That I’d what?” Robert asked, suddenly overwhelmingly curious to find out what would make Zach blush like that.
Zach took a deep breath and steadily met Robert’s gaze with his own. “That you’d want to be with me.”
Robert blinked and shook his head, unable to process the words. “What?” he asked in confusion.
Zach’s blush deepened and, to Robert’s amazement, he started to look a bit nervous. “I’d hoped that you wanted to be with me,” he said again. “I mean, I know I started this thing between us—both times—but you seemed to be into it too, so I thought that…. What?” he broke off to ask, seeing the expression of utter confusion on Robert’s face.
Zach’s words still weren’t making any sense. “You want me to be with you?” Robert asked, searching Zach’s face for clues as to what he really meant. “But why? I mean, look at you—you’re gorgeous and amazing and a goddamn hero. Why on earth would you want me?”
“Why wouldn’t I want you?” Zach asked, his expression the one that was now utterly confused. “Hell, Robert, you’re the one with all the talent—the intelligence, the ideas, the fucking awesome projects that save lives—my life—and protect me every damn time I go out into the field. It’s people like you who deserve all the praise. Me? I was just born with my talents; they were just given to me because my parents asked for them. What I can do, it has nothing to do with me as a person. But you? You work for what you do, you’ve dedicated your life to it. Why wouldn’t I want you?”
Robert shook his head, unable to believe what this amazing man was saying to him. “Zach,” he said, reaching out a hand to place it at the center of Zach’s chest, his fingers splaying over smooth skin and hard muscle. “Don’t you see? The same goes for you. You do work for what have. Sure, you were given genetic augmentations, but not the drive and the commitment to actually use them. No one makes you go out there, risking your life every day to save people. That’s all you—who you are. And that’s so damn amazing; you’re so damn amazing that I… I can’t help but love you.”
At his words, a blinding smile came over Zach’s features, and a large, warm hand settled over Robert’s, where it lay over Zach’s heart. “Well, then that’s okay, isn’t it?” Zach said huskily. “Because I love you too.”
When Zach started to pull Robert to him this time, Robert went easily. As Zach leaned forward to press their mouths together, Robert felt any remaining tension flow away. Final testing be damned, what he and Zach had together had already been proven—forged through years of friendship and sealed recently by a mutual passion. He hadn’t realized it until this moment, but they had left the prototype stage behind them long ago. All they had to do now was move together into their future.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
CLAIRE RUSSETT is a researcher who is lucky enough to live in the lively town of Brighton in the UK. She believes in exercising just enough to justify her love of baking, loves all things sci-fi, and is a scientist at heart. The three most important things in the world to her are her daughter, her husband, and her laptop.
You can e-mail Claire at [email protected].
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