Writer: Sabaku No Kel
Fandom: Hellboy
Pairing: Hellboy x John Myers
Title: Note
Words: 6722
Rating: Overall rating M (This chapter M for secks)
Warning: Sex between two dudes, also rimming.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hellboy or it's characters and do not make any money out of writing this.
AN1: Hello lovelies! I'm feeling a little loopy because I'm still on pain-killers for the tooth that got pulled last Tuesday. Most of this fic was actually written while living on pain-pills and mashed bananas so have fun with that and I'll see you all on the bottom. Enjoy!
000 Note 000
Every Thursday afternoon was his work-out time, four hours out of his week which he spent doing push-up, lifting weights and working the treadmill until he felt about ready to pass out. Luckily misery enjoyed company so he had roped Liz and even Hellboy into joining him for the day. The firestarter was cycling next to him on one of the spinner bikes while Red was a few feet away from them bench pressing twice his weight and doing so with an ease that made John a little jealous, at least, that's what he told himself that tight feeling in his stomach was every time he looked over to watch Hellboy's bulging muscles strain under the weight and pressure of his workout, just jealousy and nothing else.
John reached for his bottle of Gatorade and quickly drank and swallowed the cooling liquid without taking a break from his running. He glanced over to the clock, just thirty more minutes and he would be done, he could do thirty more minutes all he had to do was ignore the pain in his legs and keep running. No pain, no gain people always said, couldn't slack off and lose his good figure after all. John wasn't vain or anything but with someone like Hellboy around just waiting to make a comment he tried his best to stay in shape even if it meant working out for hours on end.
"Did you hear about Manning's latest freak-out? They say it was especially brutal." Liz said as she cycled at a leisure's pace beside him, not one for a brutal work-out session simply because she didn't need it, that girl could live on donuts for a whole week and still have nothing to show for it, unlike him.
"Yeah, I heard. Poor Cynthia." He panted out, lungs straining to take in air. "They say she left her office crying after Tom told her off." John said before taking another big chug of his Gatorade, letting out a little moan as the liquid ran down his throat.
"That's awful." Liz said with a shake of her head. "Really someone should give Manning a taste of his own medicine, don't you agree HB?" The firestarter declared as she pulled Hellboy into their conversation. John glanced over his shoulder, expecting to find the demon wagging his tail like an excited puppy at Liz when instead all he saw was Hellboy staring blankly at but still sort of past them, a look in his eyes that clearly said his thoughts were elsewhere.
"Huh, what?" Hellboy mumbled unintelligently before shaking his head and responding (a bit) more sensibly. "I-I mean… yeah! Totally agree, what a dick…" The demon said, sounding a little uncertain about his answer, like he wasn't sure if he had given the correct response. Liz simply nodded in agreement though and turned back to focus on her exercise, John following maybe two seconds behind.
Hellboy was acting strange. This wasn't just his usual strange attitude but something more though, something deeper, it had to be, why else would he be acting like this? Now that he thought about it his charge hadn't said more than a handful of words since they had arrived at the gym which was weird because usually Hellboy would take any chance he could get to chat up Liz. John made a mental note to keep an eye out for any more strange behavior as he turned his focus back on his running routine.
All conversation had ceased between the three special agents and though it wasn't an awkward silence something did feel a little…
off. John ran and Liz cycled but Hellboy had yet to pick up his own heavy lifting again, the sound of the demon's labored grunts and groans as he worked out were long gone and there was something in the air that made the agent feel strangely nervous, a sort of silence before the storm kind of nervous. John tried his best to ignore the feeling but as the seconds ticked by and the silence continued his nerves only seemed to grow more and more until he actually flinched, visibly, over the sound of his charge suddenly clearing his throat.
"I'm gonna punch out early today." Hellboy said, refusing to look at them as he spoke. "Got some… stuff… I need to take care of." His charge said cryptically as he scratched at the back of his neck, a nervous habit the demon had developed over the years which kicked into effect whenever he was trying to hide something, as John and Liz shared a confused look. Something was definitely up and if this 'stuff' was important enough to make the demon so nervous it actually showed it had to be something big.
Liz opened her mouth to speak but Hellboy was already up on his feet and half-way across the room before she had a chance to say something. John knew better than to try and stop his charge (whenever he got into this mindset it was better to just let him go ahead and do what he had to do) but he did notice the way the demon fumbled with something in the pocket of his sweatpants and he was sure that whatever it was Hellboy was hiding it had something to do with what was in his pocket.
The door clicked open and was immediately slammed shut behind the demon as he left the gym, Liz had stopped cycling and was now staring at the closed door, like she expected Hellboy to walk through it and apologize for bailing on them. Nothing happened though, not like John had expected otherwise, and Liz let out a defeated sigh.
"He's been acting so distant lately." The firestarter said solemnly before turning to him. "He didn't talk to you about anything right? Because there's obviously something on his mind making him act this way."
John shook his head. "Nothing that I can think off. Hell, half the time he doesn't even talk to me anymore." John said, slightly breathless from the combination of talking and running. He hated to admit it but the fact that Hellboy didn't talk to him any more than he necessarily had to hurt him more than it should. It seemed he hadn't even noticed how much time the two of them really spent together until it had been reduced to hardly a hand full of minutes a day, if he was lucky.
"I know what you mean, even I can hardly get two words out of him nowadays and that's saying something." Liz agreed with him before adding with a shake of her head. "I'm worried about him."
There was a moment of silence before he gave a whispered response.
"Me too."
- Intermission -
John left the gym and walked to the locker room alone. Liz had left about five minutes ago to go take a shower while he finished up his cool down and stretches in the empty gym room. The hall was as devoid of people as the gym had been and as he entered the equally empty locker room it seemed he was going to have the community showers to himself for a change.
The agent walked up to the side of the room where the entire wall was covered with lockers, located the one under his name and put in the combination of his lock before swinging the door open. When John reached up to pull his towel out of his locker a scrap of paper came fluttering down with it, landing gently on the floor at his feet. Seeing as John didn't keep any scraps of paper lying around in his gym locker he could only assume someone had slipped it through the slots in the small metal door at some point.
He reached down, picked up the note and read it.
"
Meet me in the shower." Was written in a messy scrawl on the small piece of paper, no name or any other indication of who might have written it, just five simple words. John frowned at the note, not sure what to make of it. It could be a joke, a very bad one at that, or someone could seriously want to meet up with him in the shower. The question was just who would want that and why did they pick the shower of all places. John shook his head as thoughts of certain activities that could be performed while in the shower came to mind, banishing the thoughts as quickly as they had come and then shrugged. He'd been planning on taking a shower anyways so why let something as insignificant as a random note ruin his plans to sooth his aching muscles after a long day of work and physical exercise? If the showers were empty then that was fine by him and if someone so happened to be waiting for him then he would see what it lead to when it happened.
Satisfied and with that thought in mind the agent stripped down and wrapped a towel around his bare waist. He put his clothes away and took out his toiletries before closing his locker again. In three easy strides he was across the room and pushing open the door to the community showers. Steam obscured his vision for a second, indicating that there was indeed someone in the shower (waiting for him?) and as he blinked several times the outline of a familiar figure became clear to him.
"Red? What are you doing in here?" John called out as he stepped into the shower hall and closed the door behind himself. Out of all the people that could have been there Hellboy was probably the last being he had expected to see, mostly because the demon usually showered in his own rooms instead of using the community showers like the rest of them. Sure there could be a number of reasons why he was here now, his own shower could be broken or maybe he simply didn't feel like walking to his rooms all sweaty from his work-out but then he should have been finished long ago, his charge had left the gym almost thirty minutes ago, after all.
"What's it look like I'm doing, I'm takin' a shower." Hellboy said, keeping his eyes focused on the wall and away from him, just like he'd done in the gym and any other time John had been in the room for the past two weeks. Quite frankly the agent had had enough of being ignored so he closed the distance between them until he was standing right beside his charge, hoping to get at least a brief glance in his direction. When he got nothing of the kind John sighed in defeat.
"Ok HB, what's up? You've been acting weird all day." John said as he leaned against the wall to avoid getting hit by droplets of wayward water coming down from the showerhead.
"Nothing is up Boyscout, there are just some things I need to deal with right now." Hellboy said but something in his voice sounded like it wasn't John he was trying to convince here, it was himself.
"So why don't you let me help you deal with them?" The agent prodded, dipping his head a little lower in the hopes of meeting the demon's downward gaze. It was no use though as his charge simply continued to look elsewhere, refusing to look him in the eye for some reason. "Talk to me, Hellboy." John tried again to catch the other's attention, this time even placing his hand on the demon's water-slick shoulder. That seemed to get a reaction as Hellboy's eyes instantly snapped up to look at the agent's hand on his shoulder. John could see the look in his eyes now, the demon's pupils were dilated and he was panting heavily. John wasn't sure anymore what exactly was going on here, sure he didn't touch Hellboy all that often (certainly not lately) but his touch had never warranted this kind of response before, not from the demon or anyone else for that matter.
"I don't think you want to help me with this particular problem, kid." Hellboy said, voice a little gruffer than usual as his flesh hand came up to remove John's own from his shoulder. The touch was surprisingly gentle and if the demon's hand lingered a little longer than necessary John just pretended not to notice.
"Of course I do, we're friends right?" John asked, no longer able to predict the answer he might receive. He had at one point considered their friendship a fact but with the way Hellboy had been acting lately (as well as right now) he wasn't so sure anymore. Granted he still considered the demon a friend and as his friend he was going to get to the bottom of this even if it was the last thing he did.
"But what if that's not what I want us to be?" Hellboy murmured, his words barely audible over the sound of rushing water but John had still heard and what he heard both hurt and angered him.
The agent crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the demon. "So what, all of a sudden you don't want to be friends anymore?" John said, letting his anger seep into his words to cover up the hurt. It wouldn't do to let Hellboy find out how much he really cared about him or how it would kill him inside to lose his friendship.
Perhaps one day John would admit not only to himself but to his charge as well that he was using their friendship to replace something else, a much deeper relationship he most desperately yearned to have but with the way things were now that didn't seem very likely.
"No! That's not what I-" Hellboy hurriedly tried to explain but when he stumbled over his words he growled in frustration and pounded his fist (luckily not the one made from stone) against the tiled surface of the wall. John flinched at the action but before he got a chance to say anything about it the demon spoke up for a second time.
"Us being friends, it's… it's not enough… for me anymore." Hellboy said as he kept his gaze on the floor, sounding very much like a man that had just been sentenced to death and was now giving his final confessions.
"I think the way I see you is nothing like how I should be seeing a friend and I know that's wrong and all but I just can't help it." The demon choked up at the end of his sentence, letting out a whispered 'Damnit!' as he forced himself to go on.
"If you knew how much I thought about you, in what
way I thought about you… well let's just say you wouldn't be standing here right now…" Hellboy said, adding a chuckle to his words that sounded more forced than anything else. John, who was staring with wide eyes at the demon, was a little at loss for words after that little heartfelt confession. He had chosen to remain silent as his charge talked earlier, the feeling that there were simply some things the demon needed to get off his chest forcing his lips shut, but now he was shocked speechless. This was why Hellboy had been avoiding him the entire time, because he had feelings for John, feelings that he thought were wrong. The agent figured it was best to rectify that thought as quickly as possible before this little miscommunication they were having got even further out of control.
Taking a step closer to his charge John felt the water from the spray hit him, wetting the towel still wrapped around his waist, but he paid the liquid no heed as he brought his hand up again only instead of placing it on the demon's shoulder John gently placed his slightly wet palm on the other's cheek, forcing the demon to look at him.
"How can you be so sure?" John asked with a small upward quirk of his lips and this time it was Hellboy's turn to stare wide-eyed at him. Hope bloomed to life on the demon's face but something was holding him back, what it was John didn't know but he figured that if his charge wasn't going to take the first step it would just have to be him to do it instead. So without wasting another second John leaned up on his tippy-toes and kissed Hellboy full on the lips. Their noses bumped and their lips didn't fit together quite right but when Hellboy angled his head slightly to the left and kissed him back it was nothing short of electrifying.
John had never felt anything like this before, there was so much emotion in that one simple press of lips it made him shiver from the tips of his hair to the soles of his feet. Hellboy must have noticed for he pushed John against the wall and covered him with his body, water cascading down his naked skin as his tongue came out to lick at the seam of the agent's lips. John's lips parted barely a second later as the demon's tongue instantly dipped inside his mouth to seek out his own slick muscle. From there on their kiss progressed into a heavy make-out session that, if not for the sound of running water, had to be audible within the small enclosed space. Luckily neither one of them cared very much about silly little things like that as they were way too preoccupied with touching the vast amount of slick skin within their reach.
John's hand slipped from the demon's cheek to trail it's way down his throat and over hard, muscular abs as his other hand came up to grip Hellboy's bicep. Meanwhile Hellboy's stone hand had found its place on the human's hip as his other fondled with one of the agent's nipples, making John moan into their kiss.
"God…
HB!" John managed to pant out between kisses, lungs burning as they tried to take in as much air as possible whenever they could, it was of little use though for every time Hellboy's lips descended upon his again the feeling took his breath away.
"So long, John… been dreaming of this for so
long…" Hellboy murmured against his skin as his charge's tongue painted a burning trail from his lips down his throat, lavishing nips and kisses all over the sensitive skin. John groaned in pleasure, hips thrusting out to meet the demon's answering hardness. Their members brushed together, movement aided by the slickness of the water, as they shuddered through waves of ecstasy.
"Me too… please, Red, need more…!" John groaned out as he gripped Hellboy's shoulders for support, the demon's hands on his hips bringing their erections together again and again. The last barrier between them was his thoroughly soaked towel and right now he wanted nothing more than to be rid of it, to finally feel skin on heated skin. John whimpered and wiggled his hips, hoping to loosen the knot keeping the towel in place enough for the fabric to slip off but unfortunately the towel remained perfectly wrapped around his waist.
"Is it okay if I…?" Hellboy trailed off as one of his hands drifted to the waistline of the agent's towel but instead of removing it like John had hoped he would do his hand simply remained on the knot of fabric, unmoving. To say the agent was confused by that would probably be considered the understatement of the century until he looked into the demon's eyes. For in those golden eyes, hidden underneath all the lust and want was fear but also happiness, uncertainty and trust but most obviously there was love and that was when he realized this wasn't just about removing his towel or simple bodily pleasures, it was about much more than that. If he gave Hellboy permission to go on right now this
thing they were doing wasn't going to be just a one-night stand, they would be in it for the long run and they would be in it together.
Now John would have to ask himself; did he want that?
Yes. Yes, he did.
"Y-yeah… go right ahead." John said after what must have been too many seconds of silence for Hellboy had already started to pull away from him but when the demon heard his answer he sighed in relief and slowly undid the knot. The towel was pushed down and his hard length sprung free, warm water trailing down the already heated flesh making him groan. Hellboy's eyes were fixated on his erection the moment it was revealed and as he licked his lips John blushed in embarrassment.
"Don't stare like that!" John said as he covered his eyes with one of his hands so he wouldn't have to look as Hellboy watched his cock like it was an ice-cream cone he desperately wanted to taste. Red fingers came up to brush his own, thumb gently stroking over his blushing cheeks as the demon chuckled at his reaction.
"Why not?" Hellboy softly whispered into his ear, lips brushing the sensitive shell in a way that sent sparks right down to his erection with every word.
"Because it's embarrassing." John murmured, more to himself than his charge as he felt his body react to the feeling of Hellboy's skin sliding along his own, the brush of stone fingers on his hip and the hardness pressing up against him. It felt like he was super-sensitive to every little detail going on around him, so sensitive that he gasped out when Hellboy pulled his hand away from his eyes.
"Hey… look at me." Hellboy whispered and John opened his eyes to find the demon's smiling face mere inches from his own.
"You have nothing to be embarrassed about because you are beautiful." Hellboy said after which he kissed the agent. The kiss wasn't given the time to progress into something more though for the demon pulled back again a few seconds later. John whined at the loss of soft lips caressing his own but was quickly silenced when he caught sight of the smirk on his charge's face.
"Every…" Hellboy said as he lowered his head to kiss and suck at John's neck, after a minute of this the demon released his abused skin again, looking way too pleased with himself for leaving such an obvious mark on his liaison's skin. "last…" He continued, making his way down the agent chest to kiss and nip at one of John's nipples which resulted in John having to stifle a pleasure-filled groan. "inch…" Hellboy whispered into his skin as the demon dropped to his knees, following a trail of water droplets down his chest with his tongue before dipping his tongue in his nanny's bellybutton. "of you." He finished, mouth now hovering over the agent's erection so that every hot puff of air he exhaled caressed John's skin in such a thoroughly arousing way it made the hard cock twitch.
Hellboy's tongue came out to lap a slow trail from base to tip along the underside of John's hard length, another lick soon followed and then another and another until the agent's erection was thoroughly coated in saliva. John bit his lip to hold back the sounds threatening to escape every time the demon's tongue traveled over his skin but as time passed it became harder and harder to do so, especially as Hellboy never once quickened his pace or took him in his mouth fully.
"Please Red… stop teasing…" John begged as Hellboy started on another lick, unable to keep the words contained within his mouth for another second as the slow, torturous treatment progressed. He
needed more and if he had to beg to get it he would gladly do so.
The demon pulled back just far enough for the agent to see his lips pull into a smirk and before he knew it those lips had parted again and a warm wetness had engulfed the head of his erection. John moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the walls and ringing in his ears but he didn't care because all he could think about was the way Hellboy lightly sucked at the oh-so-sensitive crown of his cock, tongue circling over it and dipping into the slit. The agent trashed against the wall, barely resisting the urge to move his hips and thrust his cock down the demon's throat as he clenched his hands into fists at his sides.
The light swirl of Hellboy's tongue on his sensitive flesh felt amazing but as his charge actually went past the head and swallowed him down fully… well, there simply weren't any words he could think of to describe how
good it felt. The demon bobbed his head up and down on his liaison's cock, pulling away and diving back in for more in a steady rhythm as he sucked and teasingly dragged his teeth along the sensitive underside. John's world spiraled down to the pleasure rushing through his veins, the erotic sound of Hellboy's ministrations, the feeling of the demon's tongue on his skin and so many other tiny little details that made his impending release approach as quick as a speeding bullet. He was about to tell his charge he was about to cum when the demon removed his lips from around his cock.
"Turn around John, I want to try something." Hellboy said as his hand came up to stroke the agent's rock hard erection and though the feeling wasn't as mind-blowing as those lips around him it still felt pretty good, good enough for him to obey the command without a second thought. He stood facing the wall now, his charge still on his knees behind him, waiting for whatever the demon had in store for him.
"Spread your legs a little." Hellboy grunted out and again he moved without a seconds delay.
"Like this?" He asked as he spread his legs further apart. There was a sound from behind him, something between an appreciative growl and a groan, that made his cock twitch as hands snaked up his thighs, massaging the flesh gently.
"Yeah… just like that." Hellboy said, voice slightly hoarse and breathless as the hands on his thighs shifted to his hips and pulled them back a little further. The sudden shift in position forced John to bring up his hands to grip at the wall but as the tiles were slippery with water he could do little more than brace his weight against the wall and hope to remain standing. Luckily the demon's hands on his hips helped him to remain stationary so that he was now standing with his legs spread apart, back arched and his ass in the air. It was a rather embarrassing position as it bared everything he usually kept hidden underneath layers of clothing to his charge, that embarrassment was quickly replaced by surprise though as he felt something warm and slick trace over his entrance.
John gasped at the strange feeling, sensations he had never felt before shooting pin-pricks of pleasure right to his leaking erection, as he glanced over his shoulder to find the source of the feeling. Hellboy had his face buried between the agent's ass-cheeks and as that strangely slick feeling returned to circle his hole he realized what it was. Hellboy's tongue… it was licking him (
tasting him) down there! Oh god, his charge was giving him a rim-job and enjoying it too if the sounds from behind him were anything to go by. John groaned as the demon's tongue swiped over his pucker before pushing inside, wetting his inner walls with saliva and opening him up for an even bigger intrusion.
Hellboy's tongue continued to push and prod inside of him, driving him crazy with sensory overload until he felt about ready to burst, quite literally. The slick muscle wiggled inside of him and pushed even deeper than before and that was all it took for John to reach his peak, crying out the demon's name as his orgasm hit him hard. The world was white for several long seconds, letting him focus only on the blissful pleasure rushing through his veins like a drug until everything slowly started to come back again. The sound of rushing water, his own panting breath, the cold wall in contrast with his own heated skin, it all came back as did the feeling of Hellboy's tongue, which had stilled now, still inside of him. John groaned as the after tingles of pleasure slowly faded away, legs trembling under the strain of keeping his own weight up as he felt his charge's tongue slowly retreat from his backside.
"That good, huh?" Hellboy asked, adding a chuckle to his words as he dug his fingers into the agent's twitching thighs.
"Yeah… real good." John murmured as he leaned his forehead against the cool tiles in front of him. "Sort of want to know what was going through your head when you thought of doing
that though." The agent said, referring to the mind-blowing tongue fucking he had just received.
"Just something I saw on TV once, thought I should try it out since the guy in the porn really seemed to enjoy it." Hellboy explained, a strange tone to his voice. "Saw a lot of other things I'd really like to try out too." He explained as his hands kneaded their way up his liaison's thighs. John gasped at the feeling as well as the obvious suggestions in the demon's words, cock already rising to hardness again.
"Like what?" John asked even though he was pretty sure he already knew the answer.
"Like this." Hellboy said as his flesh hand fell away from the agent's thigh so he could slip a finger into his liaison's entrance. The single digit slowly pushed into him, muscles yielding to the invading pressure as John forced himself to relax. The feeling was strange after so much time with only his own hand to satisfy himself but as he felt the demon's finger slowly pull out and push back in again the feeling started to change from strange to pleasurable. The digit twisted and curled inside of him, movement aided by the slick saliva coating his inner walls until his muscles had loosened enough for a second finger to push in beside the first. A slight burn accompanied the action but the feeling faded quickly enough for him to focus only on the fingers stretching his bode. The two digits made scissoring motions as they caressed his walls, reaching deeper every time they were pushed back inside of him. John gasped as the fingers hit that special spot inside of him, pleasure racing down his spine every time the small bundle of nerves was touched.
"Red… please hurry…" The agent managed to gasp out as he pushed back on the fingers giving him such pleasure. Two fingers changed to three and again there was the familiar burn of intrusion but it was overshadowed by pleasure.
"I don't want to hurt you kid." Hellboy growled out from behind him and it was clear in the tone of his voice he was forcing himself to hold back, to take things slow despite his primal urges telling him to do otherwise. John was too far gone to care about the prospect of pain though, not with the promise of pleasure on the horizon.
"Don't care… just want you inside me…" He pleaded and it was like his words had made something snap inside his charge as the demon rose to his feet and pushed him against the wall before he could do so much as blink. John gasped as he felt Hellboy's hard length against him, nestled between the mounds of his ass, as he ground his hips back against the demon. Hellboy groaned before leaning over him to kiss and nip at the nape of the agent's neck.
"You ready for this, kid?" Hellboy whispered against his skin as he aligned his hard member with his liaison's entrance.
"Do it." John grunted out, bracing himself against the wall as Hellboy pushed into him. Muscles yielded to pressure as the large head of the demon's cock breached him, hard flesh slowly filling him up until he felt his charge's thighs rest against his own. Their movements stilled for a few seconds, both trying to adjust to the feelings such a physical act brought with it. John was panting heavily, breathing in sync to the pounding of his own heartbeat echoing loudly in his ears as the burn of intrusion slowly faded away into the background to make room for the first tingle of pleasure. Behind him Hellboy's stone hand twitched every few seconds, fingers digging into the human's hip as he gave his liaison the time he needed to adjust.
"You good?" The demon asked him as his breathing slowly returned to a more regular pace, his voice a deep rumble in the agent's ear as his flesh hand slowly made its way up his nanny's chest to pinch one of his hardened nipples.
"Y-yeah… you can move now… just start slow, it's… it's been awhile…" John managed to say between moments of gasping for air, the result of Hellboy teasing his nipples and tracing his teeth over one of the sensitive marks he had left behind on the agent's skin earlier.
John moaned as the demon slowly pulled out of him until only the head of his hard cock remained inside before pushing back in again just as slowly. They started a steady pace after that, Hellboy grunting every time he pulled almost fully out only to thrust back in again, John meeting every move of his hips with one of his own.
Skin slapped against skin as they moved together to increase the amazing feeling they were experiencing, grunts and groans filling the air around them as water continued to pound down on their connected forms. John's body tingled with the touches of pleasure, hard need leaking between his legs as he rolled his hips against the demon trying to get him deeper inside so his hardness could touch that special spot inside of him he knew would make him see stars. Hellboy must have gotten the hint for his flesh hand came around to lift one of John's legs off the ground, allowing for him to angle his hips better and finally touch the small bundle of nerves buried deep inside the agent's sensitive flesh.
"
Oh God… Red!" John keened, mouth falling open in a silent scream every time Hellboy pushed into him. The demon increased the pace of his thrusts, reducing the agent to a moaning, panting mess as Hellboy's groans became louder and louder.
"Damn John… close…" The demon grunted out as John felt something slither up his legs and wrap around his leaking erection. The agent looked down to find Hellboy's tail coiled around his hard length and moaned as it started stroking him at the same pace as his charge's thrusts.
"M-me too." He groaned out, rolling his hips back and forth between the pounding flesh inside of him and the tail jerking him off. John could feel his orgasm setting on fast even as he tried desperately to hold it off for a little longer, wanting to enjoy the pleasure filled ecstasy rushing through his veins for as long as he could but it was no use. Between Hellboy pounding away at his ass and the tail milking him for his seed it was a battle he had no chance of winning as he came with a loud cry. His vision went white, senses overloaded with pleasure as he was unable to register the far-away cry of his own name or the strange warmth filling him up as more than minor dots on his radar, something to think of later as he allowed his entire being to be swept away by the current of pleasure.
It felt like hours had passed before he was able to hear anything other than the sound of his blood rushing in his ears and drift back into awareness. Pleasure was still circulating through his system, fogging up his mind and weakening his muscles as he felt his knees buckle with the effort of holding his body upright below him. John felt like all his energy had been drained away from him as his body proved to be too heavy to hold up for another second longer as his legs collapsed below him and he slid down the wall in a boneless heap, the demon's softening member slipping out of him as he fell. The agent grunted as he hit the floor, sore muscles yelling out in protest at the harsh treatment as he simply continued to lean against the cool tile shower wall and catch his breath. The sound of Hellboy's own labored breaths mixed with his own and as it wasn't long before the demon joined him on the floor as well John felt it was safe to assume his charge probably felt just as drained of energy as he. The agent forced his body to turn around so he could face the other, opening his eyes to find Hellboy with his eyes still closed and breathing heavily.
"Damn…" His charge said after several long seconds of silence, head tilting to the side as golden eyes opened and locked on to his own. An easy smile he couldn't help but return broke out on the demon's face and as they both leaned forward for a kiss John felt nothing short of pure
happiness in that perfect moment. The kiss was gentle and sweet and much too short but it was also exactly what they needed right now, something soft and simple after the mind-blowing experience they had just shared. Their lips broke apart and John shifted as so he could lean against his charge's shoulder as one of Hellboy's arms came up to wrap around him as they sat together, simply enjoying the other's company as they shared the silence.
Water continued to pour down from the shower head beside them and as they sat together John was suddenly reminded of the note he had found in his locker before this had all began.
"Red?" John called out softly, breaking the silence.
"Yeah?" Hellboy answered as he glanced over at him.
"Were you the one who left that note to meet up in the shower in my locker?" John asked, already pretty sure of the answer but wanting to hear it confirmed none the less.
"Yeah, but now that I think back to it I'm not exactly sure what was going through my mind when I wrote that." The demon admitted, pausing to sigh before continuing. "I just knew I had to talk to you about it, about admitting my feelings." Hellboy said and as their eyes met a sort of understanding grew between them. The demon had been afraid of his feelings, afraid that John might reject him but despite that he had still wanted to tell his liaison the truth. It must have been hard for him, to go through something like that alone but he had come out stronger because of it, and now he was no longer alone.
"And you thought us being naked might help with that?" John asked, raising one of his brows at the demon as a bubble of laughter erupted in his chest.
Hellboy smiled. "What can I say? My mind works in strange ways." The demon said as he leaned over to place a kiss on the top of his head. John blushed at the gesture but allowed it, relishing every little touch his charge bestowed upon him.
"My mother always said people did crazy things when they were in love." The agent whispered as he looked into the demon's eyes to make sure his charge fully understood what he was implying.
Hellboy chuckled and smiled. "She got that right." He whispered back before sealing their lips together once more.
000 Note 000
AN2: Good news y'all. I'm finally done with school! Since last Wednesday I officially never have to do homework, study for tests or generally do anything even remotely related to school ever again. Now every last bit of free time will be able to go to writing, it's just unfortunate I have to work 4 to 5 days a week… But that's still better than going to school, damnit!
Thanks for reading and see you all again next week for more fic that will be written after I'm done partying.
~~~Read long and prosper,
Sabaku No Kel~~~
