Together Forever

Ok. This is my first attempt at slash fiction. It was an idea I had that would not go away. So...please go a little easy? If it's worth continuing, let me know. If it's not, let me know.
Warning: (if you haven't picked up on it yet) This is slash fiction, aka boy/boy.
There are somethings you need to know for this story, since it's AU: Hellboy and John are in an established relationship. This is set after the first movie, as if Liz's soul was never recovered.

John lay in the small bed, alone for the moment. He was tired, but his mind continued to wander in an agitated state of mind. His lover was not with him now; they were both tired from their job. It was taxing on them both, and John hadn’t helped anything by going to his own room, but they both knew what would happen if they didn’t stay in separate rooms: there wouldn’t be much resting. Life at the BPRD was always hectic, but it had seemed to be dying down lately. What I wouldn’t give for a quiet month. Heck, what I wouldn’t give for a quiet week! he thought. Little did he know what would soon happen to him and the others.
It didn’t take long for John to get his wish. It was a few days later, and he was taking the first meal of the day to Hellboy. He was awake and watching one of his numerous TVs when John walked in. Many of his multitude of cats lay curled around him.
“Good morning,” John called as he rolled the cart in.
“You’re too chipper in the mornin’,” Hellboy replied.
“Hmm. You weren’t complaining the other day…” He smirked at the glare he received.
“Well, that was different.”
“It doesn’t have to be…” HB raised an eyebrow.
“Did someone give you a libido pill this morning?” John clamped his mouth shut as he finished taking the bowls of food off the cart. As he began to leave, HB called out, “Hey, where’re ya goin’?”
“I have to take the cart back to the kitchen and I have some paperwork to do.”
“Oh.” He sounded dejected.
“But I’ll be back later.”
“Promise?” John laughed.
“Yes, I promise.”
“Okay. Hurry back.”
“Sure.” John left, curious as to why Red was being so clingy. It seemed as if their roles had been reversed.
*
It wasn’t long until John had to return to Red’s room with his next meal. Red was smoking a cigar and pacing when he walked in.
“Finally! I thought you weren’t comin’ back,” Red said.
“I told you I wouldn’t be long.”
“I know, but…”
“What?”
“I’m bored.”
“Ah. That explains it.”
“C’mere.” John approached slowly.
“What? Want me to relieve your boredom?”
“That’s what I was thinkin’…” Before Hellboy could get his hands on John, John scooted away towards the door. “Hey! Where’re ya goin’ now?”
“I’m going to lock the door. Wouldn’t want anyone to walk in, now would we?” John locked the door and typed in his specific code so no one could open the door from the outside. After he was sure the door wouldn’t open, he slowly walked towards his red-skinned lover. “Now, what did you have in mind?” Red grabbed him before he could get away again.
“How ‘bout I show you?” Their lips met in a heated kiss, full of passion. John pulled back, causing Hellboy to growl. The growl was cut off when John began to slowly take off his jacket. He threw it over the couch and loosened his tie. Hellboy growled again, but this time with arousal as John continued his strip-tease. When he was down to his boxers, HB grabbed him to pull him closer, but he put a hand on the large red chest to stop the motion. Hellboy was getting frustrated. “What is it this time?”
“You’re still clothed,” John pointed out. Hellboy stood and all but tore his own clothes from his body. Growling again, he pulled John into his lap and kissed his lover passionately once again. He gently ran his stone hand up John’s back, eliciting a groan from the smaller man. He arched forward, grinding their cocks together; it was HB’s turn to groan with lust. Searching under the pillows with his tail, Hellboy soon found the lube and passed it to John. John looked at him curiously. “You want me to…?” In response, Hellboy prodded John’s hand with his tail. Taking the hint, John fumbled with the lube and coated the end of HB’s tail. He gasped when Red pushed that same tail down his cleft and slowly breached him. It was a surprise every time, and Red held back a chuckle. John’s head was thrown back in ecstasy; when his prostate was brushed by that not-so-small tail, he jumped once more.
“Feel good?” Red asked huskily.
“Yes,” John breathed.
“Good.” Red used the tip of his tail to rub that ball of nerves; John began to move with his ministrations. His own cock was being rubbed over Hellboy’s and over the washboard abs of HB’s stomach. It was a dual assault he almost couldn’t handle, especially when HB folded his tail over to stretch his entrance more.
“Red…” John groaned.
“Yes?”
“I’m not going to last long this way…” Red removed his tail and pulled John forward until he was balanced over his cock. Slowly, carefully, he breached that tight ring of muscles. They both groaned; John, at the feeling of being filled, Hellboy, at the tight heat surrounding his cock. When John relaxed, Hellboy began a slow, torturous pace. It wasn’t long before John was moving, trying to get him to go faster; Red complied. As John’s cock continued to rub against HB’s stomach, and as his prostate was continuously hit, he came closer and closer to the edge. With a shout, his release shot between himself and the red body before him. His muscles tightened around Hellboy’s cock, and his release followed with a quieter noise. Carefully, HB laid his lover down as his softened cock slipped from his body. John moaned at the sudden absence, but he curled around HB’s side when they were lying next to each other.
“That was fast,” HB muttered.
“We’ve been apart a while. Are you complaining?”
“No.” They lay silently for a few moments.
“I have a question.”
“Shoot.” John laughed at him. “What?”
“Never mind.”
“What’s your question?”
“Well, I was wondering…”
“What?”
“You can’t laugh at me.”
“Okay.”
“I was wondering…if there was a chance…that I…maybe you…that we…”
“What is it?”
“Could we…you know…switch places one time?” Hellboy didn’t quite catch his meaning.
“We’re in different places every time.”
“No…I mean…” John’s face was as scarlet as Hellboy’s skin. “Could we trade places?”
“Oh. You mean…you want to do my job here?”
“Not exactly…”
“Ah. I think I know what ya mean.”
“Thankfully,” John muttered. A little louder, he asked, “Well?” Hellboy was quiet for a long time. It surprised John when he stood and made his way away from the bed. “HB? Where are you going?” Hellboy didn’t answer; he was headed towards the bathroom and he locked the door behind him when he finally reached it. John stood and washed himself off with the washcloth on the edge of the bed. Hellboy didn’t come out, so John proceeded to redress. When HB still hadn’t showed, John was becoming worried, so he walked towards the bathroom door. “Are you okay in there?” Nothing. “Well, I’ll be back in a minute.” All he heard was an affirmative grunt. Frowning and trying not to dwell on the sting of Red’s rebuttal, John made his way to the library.

So...is it worth the effort? Review and let me know. Don't worry; I can take criticism.