Writer: Sabaku No Kel
Fandom: Hellboy
Pairing: Hellboy x John Myers
Title: Massage
Words: 4441
Rating: Overall rating M
Disclaimer: I don’t own Hellboy or it’s characters and do not make any money out of writing this.
AN1: Hiya Lovelies! I have another dose of smut for you all to enjoy this week :) Timeline wise this fic takes place on John’s first day as a BPRD agent, after the Sammael mission, so just picture this as one of the things they didn’t show in the movie even though we all know it went down.
On a side note I have no experience with massage scenes so just take any mistake you come across with a grain of salt but feel free to point them out to me! Enjoy!
000 Massage 000
John stifled a yawn as he rolled a cart of food to his charge’s bedroom, knowing he should probably be sleeping after this hell of a first day but choosing instead to bring Hellboy some PB&J sandwiches. Why, you ask? Because he was a nice guy and he wanted to get to know his partner better and since Clay had told him food usually got you on the demon’s good side he had whipped up something for the other to snack on.
He didn’t know if it was wise to approach the demon all on his own like this but he had to at least try to become friends with the other if they were going to be working together and putting their lives out on the line for each other from now on.
John turned a corner and pushed the cart forward as the giant, vault-like door to Hellboy’s rooms came into view. He reached the end of the hall and left the cart to the side as he searched his pockets for the key to the door, inserting the small metallic device into it’s ‘keyhole’ after locating it and pulling the large door open with some effort before turning back to his cart and pushing it through the, now open, doorway.
The same mess and unhealthy amount of cats as he had found that afternoon greeted him and though he had expected to find Hellboy in the same place as before, working out, he was now sitting in a big comfy chair and staring at his television sets like the addict his uncle always warmed him you would become after too many hours of staring at a screen. The demon didn’t look up as he entered the room, didn’t even blink as the agent pushed the door closed behind himself again and wheeled the cart a little farther into the room.
“Hey Red, thought you might be hungry so I made you some sandwiches.” He said to the addicted television zombie embodying his charge, finally getting a reaction at the mention of food, the only thing higher on the demon’s list than TV, as he opened several Tupperware boxes of PB&J sandwiches. Hellboy glanced his way briefly than looked at the dozen of plastic boxes on the cart before focusing back on him again with a lift of his brow.
“You made all those? That’s a lot of work for just ‘thinking I’m hungry’.” Hellboy made quote fingers as he said the last three words and John couldn’t hold back the blush heating up his face at having been found out so quickly.
“Okay, you caught me…” John said sheepishly, not even bothering with coming up with a good lie to tell his charge as he gave up his reason for visiting. “It’s just that I never got to properly thank you for saving my life and everything so, you know… thanks.” His words sounded lame and jumbled even to him but Hellboy seemed to at least get what he was trying to say so he supposed it was okay like this.
At least his reason was true and they both knew it. Sure, John had made those sandwiches with the thought of a peace offering in mind, something to get the ball rolling if you would, but he felt he could at the very least do something nice for the other for stopping that car from crashing in to him earlier. Hellboy looked taken aback for a moment, enough time for John to guess he probably didn’t get thanked a lot for the things he did, before sending a small smile in his direction.
“Don’t mention it kid, if you hadn’t stepped in and saved my ass first I wouldn’t have been able to save yours so let’s just say that makes us even.” The demon shrugged and the agent felt a smile of his own tug at his lips. Hellboy was thanking
him for coming to his rescue first (in his own evasive way but still) something most people didn’t often do because it went against the demon’s ‘lone hero’ image but still seemed to be appreciated from time to time.
“And I’m sorry for bailing on ya like that earlier, was just something I had to, nothing personal.” Hellboy mumbled and it took John a little longer than it should have to realize his charge was apologizing to him for running off without him. The agent was stumped because according to Clay and just about every other agent he had spoken with the demon didn’t do sorry’s and thank you’s yet here he was getting them none the less. John suddenly felt very special.
“I know, apology accepted.” John said as he tried to ignore the fact that his heart was beating just that bit faster at the idea of being favoured by a bona fide hero. There was an almost awkward silence for a few seconds in which they simply stared at each other, a little at loss for what to say before Hellboy took the initiative and broke the silence.
“Well great, now that all that’s out of the way I could go for a bit to ea-
oww!” The demon was unable to finish whatever he was going to say for as soon as he moved from his chair he yelled out in pain, flesh hand immediately flying to the hollow of his back, where John assumed the pain to be, as his stone hand found support on the back of the chair. It only took a second for the agent to jump into action and cross the distance between them to support his charge better.
“Are you alright?” John asked but quickly realized the mistake he made in doing so because, obviously, Hellboy was
not alright. “What happened?” He asked instead, allowing the demon to lean on him so he didn’t put pressure on whatever had hurt him again.
“Hurt my back earlier when Sammy threw me out the second floor window of that museum.” John winced at the thought of hitting the ground from such a height, more than a little torn between being worried for his charge and berating the demon for not telling him he was hurt in the first place.
“Probably that dumpster I landed on.” The demon added as an afterthought as he tried to get back upright, though an ominous crack quickly brought him back to hunching over like an old man.
“You landed on a dumpster?!” John yelled in shock as the nanny in him kicked in and he was overtaken by worry.
“Yeah, it kinda broke my fall.” Hellboy said with a chuckle though he immediately groaned in pain after doing so. “Okay, no laughing, laughing is
not good.”
“Maybe you should lie down or something.” John said as he realized his charge’s pain wasn’t fading which meant he was probably still putting too much pressure on his back.
“If you think that’s best, Squirt.” Hellboy managed to squeeze out through tightly grit teeth, trying to act like the pain wasn’t affecting him at all as he took slow, small steps in the direction of his bed.
“I do.” John said whilst continuing to support his charge, only moving when the other moved and, wisely, choosing not to comment on every little gasp or mumbled curse that escaped the demon’s lips until they’d reached the bed. Hellboy sat down with a grunt and though he was now on a softer surface he still looked to be in pretty bad pain.
“Take off your shirt.” The agent said and his charge instantly shot him a look with both eyebrows raised high on his forehead.
“Damn kid, if you wanted to get freaky with me you could have told me sooner.” Hellboy smirked at him though John just rolled his eyes at the demon’s dirty mind.
“I don’t want to ‘get freaky’ I just want to make sure you didn’t break anything.” He clarified, having already been warned by just about everyone he had been introduced to so far to look out for the demon’s crude jokes and strange talent to twist words around. Apparently they had all been on the receiving end of Hellboy’s weird sense of humour more than once and wished to spare the newbie agent from meeting the same fate. So far it didn’t seem to be working.
“Sure that’s what you’re saying but in your head you know you just want to get your hands on me.” His charge said though he still removed his shirt and if he did it a bit slower than he usually did John just pretended not to notice.
“If that’s what you want to think.” He said once Hellboy had pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. John glared at the demon for making even more of a mess of his room but decided to yell at him for it later. “Lie down on your stomach please.”
“Yes doctor.” Hellboy said in his girliest voice, which still sounded pretty manly, before doing as he was told and after some minor sounds of protest from the truck bed made himself as comfortable as possible.
“Very funny.” John mumbled as he toed off his shoes and got up on the bed as well to inspect the muscular flesh before him for any signs of damage.
“I don’t see any bruises.” The agent said as he gently traced the small of the demon’s back with his fingers, not putting any pressure just yet.
“Believe me kid it’ll take a lot more than falling on a dumpster to make me bruise.” Hellboy said after a failed attempt to shrug whilst lying down and though John would have liked to think it was just the demon’s ego talking it seemed he was being serious for once as he had yet to find any form of discoloration on his charge’s skin.
“I’m going to apply some pressure now, just tell me when it hurts, okay?” John said as he dug his fingers into the demon’s back, feeling around for anything unusual while still being careful not to hurt the other. Hellboy just grunted his consent as the agent poked and prodded at each individual bit of his spine thoroughly, having been under the hands of doctors and the like often enough to know when to stay still and accept that there where just some things that were still able to hurt him bad enough for someone to worry over him. He hadn’t expected that someone to be his new nanny though, after all they had only known each other for a few hours and he hadn’t exactly been overly friendly with the other. He wasn’t going to complain about it either though since it wasn’t very often someone new willingly got close enough to touch him, certainly not like this.
“I don’t think you broke anything.” John said after carefully feeling every inch of skin on the demon’s back. “More that you probably just landed unfortunately.” The agent clarified without taking his hands away, now unconsciously moving them in slow, caressing circles instead of the previous searching strokes and pokes.
“Well yeah, I landed on a dumpster after getting thrown out a second floor window, I’d call that pretty damn unfortunate.” Hellboy quipped but didn’t say a word about his nanny getting too handsy with him. John took this as a sign to leave his hands were they were.
“I think it’s not so much your bad landing skills that are still causing you pain though, rather a combination of tension and build up stress your body is just now noticing.” He declared after a moment’s thought as he wondered how he hadn’t seen the signs before. He knew quite a lot about back and neck aches from his sister who just so happened to be a professional masseuse and often treated trained athletes for the same troubles his charge seemed to be experiencing this very moment. It would only make sense the demon went through just as much, if not more, stress inducing activities as any top class athlete.
“Well that’s just great.” Hellboy muttered begrudgingly. “How do I get rid of it, Doc?” The demon asked and John glared at the back of the other’s head at the return of the strange nickname. He dropped the glare and sighed instead as he realized his charge couldn’t see the dirty look he was being treated to.
“I suggest you relieve some tension.” No sooner had the words left his lips did he wish he could take them back, or at the very least rephrase them, for the snickering he was met with made him want to slam his head into the nearest wall. He managed to reel in the urge, though just barely.
“You offering?” Hellboy chuckled and the urge returned with a vengeance and though the agent didn’t give in to it he did decide the demon deserved a taste of his own medicine.
“As a matter of fact, I am.” John said as he threw one of his legs over the other’s broad form and straddled him, placing both his hands on his charge’s shoulders for support as he sat comfortably in the hollow of the demon’s back.
“Whoa kid what do you think you’re doing?” Hellboy yelled as soon as he felt the agent’s weight settle on him, already rising from the bed to face his nanny better when John suddenly squeezed and kneaded the tight muscles near his shoulders. All form of protest left him quite quickly after that as he dropped back down to the bed and purred in contentment at the relaxing tingles spreading through his body.
“Giving you a massage. You know, to relief some tension.” John smirked, quite liking the sights and sounds of his charge so compliant underneath his hands. “Why, what did you think I was going to do?” John asked as he put a bit more pressure into massaging the demon’s tense muscles, pleased to note the strange purring sound only grew louder as he did.
“Nothing.” Hellboy murmured lazily, too content in letting his nanny take care of his tense muscles to come up with a good comeback. Harder and softer, higher and lower went the agent’s hands all over his back, making sure not to miss a single spot as he relaxed fully under John’s rhythmic touches. The demon literally felt like a weight was being lifted from his shoulders as the human dug his fingers into the knots of tension he had apparently been carrying for far too long.
John swallowed audibly as he looked down at his charge’s naked back and though he was unable to see the demon’s face it was obvious he was enjoying the free massage he was being treated to by the sounds he was making. Every time the agent rolled his fingers the other would groan softly or whenever he really put his weight and effort into kneading a particular bit of muscle the demon would actually moan quite loudly. John was sure the other didn’t realize he was doing it but it left him feeling quite hot and bothered, to be honest.
This might not have been what he had planned for when he had walked through the door with a cart full of sandwiches but he wasn’t going to complain about this unexpected turn of events either, not while they were both still enjoying it.
Time seemed to slow down around them and at one point during his massage Hellboy wasn’t sure if he was feeling really good or really sleepy but as John’s hands moved lower and really focused on the muscles around his spine he felt the scale start to tip to feeling good. The pleasant tingles that had made him feel like putty in the other’s hands earlier were now starting to affect him in a completely different way, bringing him to an almost uncomfortable hardness embarrassingly quickly.
The moment he realized he was actually
aroused from the touches of another man he panicked, hoping against all odds the other wouldn’t notice as he tried to force his erection away. It didn’t really work as John continued to press and knead at his back.
“Hellboy.” The agent suddenly called out to him. “You’re getting really tense again.” John informed him and Hellboy wanted to kick himself for letting such an obvious sign shine through.
“Sorry kid.” He said quickly. “Just got a lot on my mind, you know.” He confessed as he shifted on the bed, cock begging for the attention he couldn’t give it with his nanny still straddling him. Luckily for him John either didn’t notice his uncomfortable fidgeting or choose not to comment on it as all movements from the human’s hands suddenly stopped.
“I’m going to move a little lower now if that’s okay with you?” John asked, voice sounding strangely strained and breathless which the demon realized was quite odd because, as far as he knew, giving someone a massage didn’t leave you feeling out of breath. He could be wrong though as he had never been on the giving nor on the receiving end of a massage until today.
“Knock yourself out.” He said before once again attempting to ignore his obvious erection, figuring he would let the agent finish his treatment so he could take care of his problem after the other was done and had left.
He felt the human’s weight leave his back and slide lower, the sound of rustling sheets created by his nanny’s shift in movement the only noise in a long moment of almost silence. As soon as the other settled down again though he felt something he, before today, never would have expected to feel.
Oh.
It seemed he wasn’t the only one enjoying this little act a bit too much if the definite hardness pressing against him was anything to go by.
John was straddling the back of his upper legs and leaning forward at such an angle that he could just feel the human’s erection against his ass, the cloth covered bulge hot and hard against his own already warmer than usual leather clad skin.
The agent had yet to make a move to bring his hands back down to continue his massage but right now Hellboy couldn’t care less, completely focused on the human’s arousal and the laboured breath that accompanied it. A small roll of his hips had John biting back a gasp, the sound lighting a fire of lust and want inside him he was sure would only continue to grow into an all consuming inferno if he didn’t do something to extinguish it within the next five seconds.
Their positions were reversed so quickly it took John a moment to realize he had been moved at all, the sight of the demon suddenly appearing above him therefore surprising him. His surprise faded quickly but was almost instantly replaced by embarrassment as he realized the other could feel his arousal in this position.
“Enjoying the massage John? I know I am.” Hellboy smirked down at the human below him, taking great pleasure in watching the kid’s cheeks turn a dusty pink as he aligned their bodies with ease. Their legs got entangled as he held the agent’s hands down and John’s blush got a few shades brighter as their cloth covered erections touched.
“Red…” John panted out as he fought the urge to thrust his hips against the demon’s, desiring the friction but unsure if this was what the other wanted despite his obvious enjoyment of the situation. The decision was made for him however as Hellboy took it upon himself to grind his hips into the human’s, wrenching gasps and moans from both their lips.
“I told you if you wanted to get freaky you could have just said so sooner.” The demon grunted out between the rhythmic movements of his hips, pressing and sliding his own hardness against his nanny’s with every thrust.
“Sorry… got a little distracted.” John said, voice once again breathless and barely a whisper as his eyes clenched shut as another wave of pleasure hit him. He had been on the edge for far too long already and now that Hellboy was actually
moving and
stimulating him in such a thoroughly enjoyable way it was almost too much for him to handle. It wasn’t until he felt one of the demon’s hands slip lower though that it became a real challenge for him not to cum in his pants.
“Well we can’t have that, now can we? Need to have you completely focused on the task at hand here.” Hellboy said as he popped the button on John’s pants, pulling another one of those way too arousing gasps from the kid’s lips as he slowly pulled the zipper down. The pants were shimmied down just far enough for him to gain access to the black boxers hidden underneath, John’s erection tenting the piece of fabric in a way he found strangely erotic.
He palmed the erect flesh whilst keeping a careful eye on the human’s reactions, feeling it was okay to keep going when John bit his lower lip to keep his sounds to a minimum. He kept his caress gentle and slow but when he felt the material of his nanny’s boxers grow slightly wet with precum he found it to be near impossible to keep back for much longer. Deciding it was time to get the other out of his clothes he moved away to take off the kid’s shoes and socks before coming back up to remove his pants and underwear.
“Why am I the only one getting undressed here?” John said as his clothes got tossed aside, finding it quite unfair he was the only one of them who was now nude (even if it was only from the waist down).
“You want to get me naked?” Hellboy asked with a smirk. “Be my guest.” He said as he moved back and lied down on the bed, giving the agent better access. John quickly set to work ridding his charge of his clothes, starting with the shoes and socks before moving on to the skin tight leather pants. He opened the button and undid the zipper before pulling the material down the demon’s hips, pausing only for a second to stare as the other’s hard length sprang free from it’s confines before pulling the pants down the rest of the way. The clothes were discarded as the agent once again straddled his charge, members aligned as he placed his hands on the demon’s chest.
“Did that pretty quickly now didn’t you?” Hellboy chuckled which made John glare at him. “Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it. All I’m saying is, eager much?” He said and the agent sighed before crossing his arms over his chest.
“Did you want to do this or not?” John asked him, giving him a look that clearly said he was ready to up and leave any second despite his little problem. Not that Hellboy was going to let him.
“You wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” He said as he rose into a sitting position and kissed the agent. Their lips moulded together perfectly and it wasn’t long before their primal instincts kicked in and they were rolling their hips against each other as their tongues danced between them. He felt John’s small hand wrap around his member and slowly start to jerk him off as he moaned loudly through their kiss, very much enjoying the feel of another person’s skin on his sensitive flesh.
Hellboy quickly wrapped his own hand around the agent’s erection while his stone hand was pulled to the tight mounds of flesh that were the human’s backside like a moth to the flame. He kept his strokes as slow and even as he possibly could though it was proving harder to maintain a steady rhythm every time John moaned or sped up the strokes of his own hands just a little bit.
The agent gasped as Hellboy circled his thumb over the head of his cock, breaking their kiss to take in some air before leaning his forehead on the demon’s shoulder. Hellboy smirked as he trailed his tongue over the arch of his nanny’s neck, precum slicked fingers sliding over John’s erection with ease now.
Their simultaneous strokes sped up as they increased the pressure of their holds on the other, hips slowly rocking against each other as they fought the desperate urge for release just to make this moment last a little longer. It was not meant to be though for in a matter of minutes that might as well have been seconds they were both moaning and groaning as their hands moved faster and faster. Their pace was irregular but neither one of them could muster up the will to care as all they could think about was reaching their orgasm together.
John was the first to go, screaming his release to the high heavens as he spilled all over his charge’s hand. Watching the agent buck and twitch through his release with his back arched and head thrown back proved to be too much for the demon to bear as he joined his nanny in blissful climax mere seconds later.
Pleasure unlike anything he had ever felt before seemed to fill his entire being for several long moments before slowly fading away again to bring the world back into focus around him. Hellboy panted, feeling drained of all energy yet very satisfied as he opened his eyes again to find John in a similar state of sated fatigue. The human’s chest was moving with rapid intakes of breath as tiny shivers of pleasure continued to rake through the small body undisturbed until finally the agent’s eyes opened as well and focused in on him.
Chocolate brown met molten gold and they both understood that no words needed to be said, their eyes said it all for them as their lips met again in a deep, sensual kiss. They both realized this new development was drastically going to change their nanny to charge relationship out in the field as well as in private, there would be a lot of talks and awkwardness was going to be nearly unavoidable but it was something they were going to have to learn to live with. And if this relationship would bring either of them any unnecessary stress they could always relay on the prospect of another massage to get them through the day.
000 Massage 000
AN2: I hope the massage scene in this was acceptable because I really had no idea what I was doing while writing this, I mean I’ve never had or given a massage and the only things I know are from movies and stuff which isn’t always very accurate. Oh well it’s done now and out of my hands so all I can do now is let it go.
Bye everyone!
~~~Read long and prosper,
Sabaku No Kel~~~
