Seeing Red Again

Red everywhere...the hard dusty ground dyed scarlet with the blood of dead and dying soldiers...deep burgundy wine flowing in times of celebration and in times of sorrow...a crimson cape soft against his skin drawing him closer to his naked lover in the moments following their passion...

“Stelios!”

A voice ricocheted into his dreams, propelling the man back into waking consciousness. Stelios sat up too quickly and banged his head on the beam of the bed above him.

“Fucking hell...” he muttered tersely. “What?”

Dilios, his roommate and current source of irritation, chuckled. “Rise and shine, Lord Lazy-Ass. We've got to report in half an hour.”

“You know, seeing as my roommate is fucking the boss, I should get to sleep in occasionally,” groused Stelios, running a hand through light brown sleep-tousled curls.

Trying not to blush, Dilios glared at his friend. “You're not supposed to know about that, remember?”

Stelios laughed. “You should have thought of that before you let him bend you over my bed.” He tapped his chin in mock remembrance. “What was it you were saying when I walked in? 'Harder, Leo, harder?'”

Dilios was about to respond when a deep and commanding voice did it for him. “To be precise, it was 'Please Leo, fuck me harder!' You really should pay more attention to these things, Stelios.” Leonidas, Dilios' lover and Head of Division X300, had entered the room without either of them noticing and now watched the two with great amusement.

Stelios jumped out of bed immediately and saluted his commander. A second later he realized two things: One, he was naked except for some threadbare boxers, and two, his morning wood was present and accounted for.

“Glad to see you're, shall we say, up and at 'em,” said Leonidas. He nodded to his recruit's tented crotch. “At ease, boys.”

Dressing quickly and willing his erection to go down, a mildly embarrassed Stelios headed to breakfast, leaving Dilios and Leonidas alone. As soon as the door shut behind him the two lovers turned to each other.

“I've missed you,” Leonidas purred, caressing the lightly stubbled cheek in front of him.

“Missed me? You see me every day,” answered Dilios with a smile, arching into his companion's touch.

“True, but I can't very well do this in front of the entire Division now, can I?” Leonidas bridged the gap between their bodies, kissing Dilios fiercely. The kiss held no foreplay, tongues clashed and feasted as only warriors can do. It ended only when Dilios began to moan as Leonidas palmed his rapidly hardening cock.

“Clearly you've missed me as well,” said Leonidas.

“Always, my love,” grunted Dilios. He could feel that Leonidas was just as aroused as he was; he knelt before the other man and began mouthing his erection through the fabric of his pants. A hand tangled itself through his blonde hair and a harsh groan reached his ears.

“Do you plan to tease me all morning, or are you going to put that remarkably gifted mouth to work?” asked Leonidas through clenched teeth. His press secretary truly was blessed when it came to lip-and-tongue matters such as speaking and articulating, but this particular oral talent happened to be the Division leader's personal favorite.

Dilios did not disappoint; he reached in to free Leonidas's erection and immediately took it into his warm mouth.

The Head of X300 groaned heartily, tightening his hand in his lover's hair. “Yes...gods so good Dilios...always so good...” An answering rumble around his cock caused him to groan even more as a hand crawled up his chest.

Knowing what Dilios intended, Leonidas sucked one finger into his own mouth, lubricating it fully. He couldn't resist nibbling at it though, and was answered with a particularly hard suck.

Replacing his mouth with his other hand, Dilios looked up at Leonidas. “Judging by that bite I'd say you want me to stop what I'm doing,” he said, raising an eyebrow.

Leonidas growled, thrusting his hips into the stimulation. “You will resume your task or you will be terminated from your position in this Division.”

“I do believe that constitutes sexual harassment. I love it,” said Dilios, giving his lover's cock a teasing lick before moving the entire length deep into his throat. At that same moment he let his wet finger pierce Leonidas, searching for the place inside his body that would send him to the heavens.

“Ah...my love... right there...YES!” bellowed Leonidas as Dilios found success. A second later a tidal wave of pleasure gripped him and he came hard into the eager mouth.

Dilios swallowed every drop Leonidas had to give before pushing him back against the nearest bed. He crawled up to join his beloved, who was still basking in the fires of afterglow. They shared another kiss, more tender this time, letting the flavors of seed, sweat, and passion mingle with that of deepest love.

Leonidas smirked, tucking himself back into his pants. “You know we're on Stelios's bed again.”

“True, but he's not here to complain this time,” answered Dilios, laughing.

“Good, because now I can take care of that-” Leonidas nodded to his companion's straining arousal- “With no interruptions.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth when the morning siren went off, telling all Division X300 members their day had begun. Sighing, the two men got up and headed towards the door. Dilios was about to open it when a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

“Save that thought for tonight, and I promise you it will be worth the wait,” said Leonidas, heat glowing fiercely in his dark eyes.

“I'll hold you to that,” answered Dilios. “Respect and honor, my love,” he said, reciting the motto of X300 with his own special twist.

“Respect and honor, my love,” echoed Leonidas. The two shared a quick kiss before opening the door and emerging to the world not as lovers, but as Division Head and Press Secretary.