[Mature] It Goes Without Saying

[Leander]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

They had arrived. Leo’s gaze passed across his room, noting the dirty clothes in the corner, the empty bottles of wine and whisky littering the floor. It wasn’t a mess as such, but there was strong evidence that this room was lived in. At least he had had the good sense to leave the window open before he left, airing out the space, rather than entering to a lingering stench. For that much, he was grateful. Leander left the clothes and bottles where they were, rather than rushing around to tidy up - that would have been more obvious.

And anyway, he couldn’t have done so. Not with Breaker’s hands wrapped around him, holding him in place. The grip wasn’t restrictive, Leo knew he could have broken free and Breaker wouldn’t have stopped him, but he found he liked the older man holding him, and he was happy to stay in this position for as long as his legs would hold him up.

Leo’s head tilted backwards, resting on Breaker’s shoulder as he breathed out a sigh as he felt the other man’s nose nuzzling him just under his ear, followed by a kiss to the neck. “There are books,” Leander’s hand waved ineffectually over to the right, though neither of them were looking to see the hand motion, nor to look over to where he had indicated. The books mattered above all else. But at this time, in this moment, they faded into nothingness.

Both men were far too preoccupied, far too focused on one particular thing. Leo raised his glass to his mouth once more, downing the rest of the sweet liquid before groping blindly for a surface upon which to place the empty receptacle. The bottle of wine followed in short order, after which Leo turned in Breaker’s grasp to face the man. His shirt was now half-way unbuttoned, and Leo was feeling remarkably at a disadvantage.

With a smile playing on his lips, the counterfeiter’s hands snaked up from Breaker’s britches up to the top of his shirt, where he began fiddling with the buttons, taking his time to open them one by one. “We both know what is on my mind, and I think it’s plain that it is on your mind also.”

He was nervous. Leander’s homosexuality was, up until this point, entirely theoretical.

Biting his bottom lip, the passive stepped away, using the movement to run his hands down Breaker’s sides until his fingers found the bottom of the fighter’s shirt. It wasn’t all the way unbuttoned, but Leo had always liked the image of pulling a shirt over another’s head. It felt more… intimate. If Breaker allowed him, he pulled it over the his head and then immediately leaned in for another kiss.

[Breaker Cooper]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

Breaker gladly let Leo pull his shirt free and over his head, he thought he could detect a nervous edge to the other man's excitement. So he would match the pace Leo set.

His shirt gone and his braces hanging loose from the waist of his trousers, which too had slip to hang low on his hips, Breaker met Leo's lips with his own. While they kissed each other hungrily, his hands moved between them, unbuttoning the rest of Leo's shirt buttons, taking care not to rip the fabric in his haste. Once it was free, Breaker slid it from him, it fell to the floor.

It was clear Breaker grasped Leo buttocks and squeezed, not hard enough to hurt, but certainly firmly. With the pressure their hips met, the clear evidence of their mutual arousal, and the contact of their bare chests caused Breaker to moan deeply as they continued to kiss.

Without parting lips Breaker lifted Leo as if he weighed nothing, by his behind, turned and stepped back till he felt the edge of the bed behind his calves.

If Leo allowed it, he slipped his hands from his buttocks to under his thighs and shifted his legs apart. When finally Breaker was sat on the bed, Leo was sat astride his lap.

Breaker's lips moved from Leo's across his jaw, to his neck and shoulder and back, the kisses interspersed with soft bites, all punctuated by the bristles of his moustache. All the time his hands roarmed Leo's back.

[Leander]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

Leander wasn’t new to having his buttocks squeezed. He was a pretty young thing who frequented pubs and taverns and any other drinking establishment all too often. He was used to gropes from passing strangers, and pats from people he knew a little. But this touch from Breaker felt far more intimate. It was gentle and firm all at once. It was nice. Leo smiled into the kiss as it deepened, his own hands circling Breaker's bald head (this was a first for the inexperienced passive).

Then he was picked up. The passive gasped in surprise, breaking their kiss for a moment as he adjusted his weight and decided he liked it so, after an internal shrug, he went right back to claiming Breaker’s lips as his own. The jostling about as Breaker lowered the pair of them onto the bed made it hard to keep lip contact, so Leo pulled away, smile evident on his face as he stared into Breaker’s eyes.

“You seem to know what you’re doing,” he murmured as he shifted his weight again to make himself more comfortable, with his knees folded and his calves under his thighs, his legs took most of his weight on the cushioned bed. He tilted his head back, feeling the butterfly kisses and light nibbles along his jaw and onwards across any skin Breaker could apparently reach. His own hands settled on Breaker’s arms, lightly tracing patterns with his index and middle fingers nudging the other man’s hands away from his back until his fingers reached the fighter’s wrists. At this point he grasped them and pulled the fighter’s arms around the side and up until they were over Breaker’s head. Then he pushed forwards, using his knees as leverage to force Breaker’s torso down onto the bed and pinning his hands against the wall beside the bed.

This position wouldn’t see them being successful for any kind of penetration, but Leo liked to assert his dominance in the bedroom on occasion, and Breaker seemed to be having a little bit too much fun: he could feel the fighter’s hardness pressing up through his trousers. That was a situation they would have to remedy soon, especially as Leo’s own erection was starting to cause him to ache.

“Well, what a pretty position I have you in. Shame you can’t stay like this all night,” the counterfeiter murmured as he leaned in to nibble and suck on the skin just at Breaker’s clavicle. Leo was rather insistent on leaving his mark on Breaker, and his hands tightened around the other’s wrists as he went to work.

[Breaker Cooper]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

Breaker grinned broadly up at Leo, his gold teeth glinting in the sunlight that reached the bed and his dark eyes sparkled with lust and mischief.

It had been a while since someone had pinned him down like this and he rather liked it, though he knew he could easily free himself, or turn the tables, also he was fairly sure if he asked Leo would let him up.

So for the moment at least the big pit fighter and terror of Bad Brothers enemies allowed himself to be presently trapped. As Leo's tongue and lips touched his neck he let out another breathy moan of pleasure.

"You certainly have me at a disadvantage. Whatever shall I do?"

He shifted his hips and pressed his now aching erection up against Leo where he straddle him. Tilting his Breaker looked down his body, the handsome forger's arousal was evident, the sight of it straining against the fabric of his trousers caused Breaker to bite his lip.

Slowly he let his gaze travel up Leo's naked chest till their eyes met. From under lowered lids, in a soft growl he breathed up.

"Well now, that does look uncomfortable. Perhaps I can lend a hand?"

He paused and slowly ran the tip of his tongue for his upper lip, ruffling the bottom of his thick moustache, now mussed and untidy.

"Or any other parts. Now kiss me, talkin's a waste, when there's so much better things our mouths could be doin'."

His lustful growl had taken on a playfully mischievous tone.

"Though as you're in charge, that's entirely up to you, at your mercy as I am."

[Leander]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

He was a pretty thing, just as Leo had said. Not traditionally so: such a word could not be used to describe Breaker. Nor could he be described as handsome, the scars and cuts and bruises leaving no room for such a description. But, for Leander, in this moment, he enjoyed what he was looking at. “Your options are limited, my friend,” Leander murmured as he nibbled at the fighter’s earlobe and moved his attentions downwards towards Breaker’s neck.

Still, his hands pinned Breaker’s in position above their heads and he finally released them, giving Breaker back his freedom - not that either of them were under the delusion that Leo could have actually held him in place, being so slight.

He pushed back upwards so that he was sitting atop Breaker, and he watched Breaker’s eyes as they trailed along Leo’s body before landing on his not quite so subtle arousal. Breaker’s words seemed to go in one ear and out the other, he was barely able to concentrate on the present moment. He sat awkwardly, as if he must be invited to continue “I’m just not quite sure what’s supposed to happen next, is all.” Leander shifted a bit, obviously embarrassed. “I mean… I’m not an idiot.” He mumbled, “I’m just not so sure of the… protocol of what’s supposed to happen.”

Then the passive grinned, protocol. And he couldn’t help but imagine the pair of them drafting a battle plan for sex.

But he leaned back down and, chest rubbing against the larger man’s chest, he pressed a number of feather-light kisses onto the fighter’s lips. “What if I didn’t want to be in charge?” Leander whispered against his lips before going in for a deeper kiss. He wanted this, of course he did, but he wanted to enjoy it rather than stressing over what he should be doing when. Leander knew he was interested in men, but up until this point it had been almost entirely a theoretical sexual identity.

[Breaker Cooper]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

Fogged with desire as Breaker's mind was, he could see the underlying nervousness in Leo's eyes.

The man's words confirmed his thoughts, as Leo lay down on top of him he wrapped his arms around him and held him for a moment.

Breaker smiled up into Leo's face and kissed him full on the lips, when he spoke his voice was soft, though still rough with lust.

"Of course, I'm happy to go at whatever pace you want."

Gently Breaker lifted Leo with him as he rose and shifted on the bed so that he was now astride the handsome forger, his weight braced on his arms.
He gazed down into Leo's eyes, his gentle voice, now holding a serious tone.

"I can take the lead, but I do anything you ain't happy with, you say and I'll stop. You're still in charge."

Then he lent down and once more brawler and forgers lips were locked together in a deep passionate kiss.

With one final gentle bite of Leo's lower lip, Breaker began to kiss his way down the other man's body. From lips to neck to chest and stomach, his progress was slow and lingering.

Finally Breaker reached the waist of Leo's trousers. He looked up at Leo, a grin playing on his lips and his eyes once more had that lustful mischievous lit dancing in them.

Slowly Breaker unbuttoned the trousers, when the clear evidence of Leo's arousal sprang forth his grin widened. He leant down again maddeningly slowly, finally he kissed Leo's hardness before drawing his full length into his mouth.

As he sucked, Breaker's hands roamed Leo's body. His hands ended up under Leo, clutched his buttocks as he increased the pace of the movement of his head. He glanced up occasionally, without stopping, to watch Leo's reactions

[Leander]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

Though he was not exactly in discomfort, Leander was clearly nervous, and Breaker has obviously cottoned on to this, given what he was now saying to the passive. The fighter’s arms wrapped around his torso were comforting for a moment, telling him that this night was about more than just meaningful sex. Not that they were going to form an exclusive partnership following this night, but this was not a simple one night stand.

Silently, the counterfeiter nodded when Breaker offered to take the lead. He bit his lip, feeling as if he had somehow let himself and Breaker down, but the fighter did not seem to mind at all, which made him feel a little better. “Works for me,” he whispered eventually with a slight smile, trying to inject some of his usual charisma and personality into his words, but knowing that he was falling a little flat.

He allowed himself to be moved, so that he was now the one underneath. He felt both safer and ill at ease, feeling like he had obviously lost a sent of control, no matter what Breaker said about him remaining in charge throughout the evening. Biting his lip again, he closed his eyes and breathed in loudly, holding it for a second and then releasing it. Breaker bent down for more kisses, nibbling on his lip before working further down his body. His back arched the further Breaker ventured south, breathing deeply and enjoying every contact of skin between the pair of them.

This more than anything soothed the passive - he enjoyed Breaker’s attentions on his body. He enjoyed anyone’s attentions on his body to be honest. But this time felt more natural in a way, more right.

He watched quietly as Breaker made quick, yet agonisingly slow, work of unbuttoning his trousers. He wanted to order the fighter to ‘hurry up’ but appreciated a bit of excitement in the notion of enjoying the moment. When Breaker’s hot tongue made contact with Leander’s engorged arousal, followed by being taken in entirely by the fighter’s mouth, Leander’s hips bucked involuntarily, and at the same moment he hissed out a breath of air, unable to control his reactions to what Breaker was doing to him.

He hasn’t seen Breaker in every conceivable situation: they barely knew each other and Leander had no frame of reference to know what Breaker really was like. But Leander has never seen anyone this… this open, this driven by sheer need, not in any of the girls he had seduced at all. But then maybe it was not that surprising; Breaker was more dominant than anything else, Leo was learning quickly, and certainly moreso than Leander himself. But like this… in this moment… Breaker is something almost beyond that. He’s not performing in his dominance, not putting it on like a temporary show. Breaker radiates it in every note of his voice when he speaks, and he exudes it in every line of his body.

It’s fucking near impossible not to want to bend in response.

[Breaker Cooper]

73rd Day of Roalis 2720

The blood sang in Breaker's head, his heartbeat rapid. Leo's noises of pleasure and the thrust of his hips sending every thought but the burning desire to pleasure and pleasured be by this man.

He sucked deeper and harder, his hands now working at Leo's arousal as well. Finally when the man's moans had become nearly frantic, Breaker stopped and slowly drew his mouth away, with one last lingering lick.

He grinned mischievously up at Leo, his square jaw resting on one fist as his other hand gently toyed with the other man's throbbing arousal.

"Want me to carry on? Or perhaps we could try something else?"

He lent foward and kissed the pale skin of Leo's inner thigh, his eyes not leaving the passive's.

His voice was a low breathy growl, it was clear Breaker was near mad with his own lust and hunger.

He moved then, till he knelt at the other end of the bed. His own arousel painfully evident as it strained against his trousers.

Breaker, with one final squeeze let go of Leo and watched, waiting with anticipation to see what the other man would decided to do next.