Red vs. Blue

He wasn’t swimming... not exactly.

Hellboy watched his amphibious friend dart around in his tank. There were extra movements, slow extensions; times when he froze in position and let momentum carry him. Whatever Abe was doing, it certainly complemented his slim, toned body. Watching the muscles around his blue shoulders work stirred something in Hellboy’s stomach.

“Abe.”

Abraham Sapien twisted around almost too quickly to see. His chest rose and fell as his gills drew as much oxygen as they could manage. Clearly he’d been going a long time before Hellboy had come in. He blinked a few times, his restless hands flexing in graceful gestures in front him.

“Oh...” He was taken aback; usually he knew right away when someone entered the room. “Hello, Red.” He moved closer to the glass.

“What was that?” He asked. It was impossible to tell what the big monkey was thinking.

“I, um... you see, I...” He stammered, trying in vain to come up with anything that would sound less than completely frivolous. No luck.

Hellboy knew he could say something to set him at ease... but found he highly enjoyed the way Abe was squirming in front of him.

“I was dancing.” The fish-man finished lamely. Nervous, the undulating motion in his hands was now in his arms as well.

“You looked good doing it.” Red admitted, smiling. The reaction he got wasn’t what he expected. Now Abe wouldn’t look at him.

“Don’t tease me, Hellboy. When we’re out in the world you’re always getting the upper hand, but this,” he swept his arms wide in the water; “this is my sanctuary.”

“Hey, I’m not--” he stepped up and put his hand against the glass, “Blue...”

Abe faced him again and saw the red palm, waiting for his own. He spread his delicate webbed fingers and reached out for the glass. The connection was muted through the glass, but the flash of feeling he picked up was still easy to read. His eyes locked with the ones on the other side.

“You...” Again the Hellboy had him at a loss for words. Normally he was so articulate...

“Uh huh, I know.” Red said in a tender voice. “Kind of surprised me too, but there it is.” He saw the delight in Abe’s face and his heart swelled with the knowledge that he had put it there. They were so close to each other, and yet so completely separated.

I want to ravish every inch of your body.

“Yesss.” Abraham whispered passionately. Hellboy laughed in surprise.

Oh, you heard that huh? He thought, knowing this time that Abe would hear him.

“If you weren’t just a big ape, you would hear me, too.” He said playfully.

“What would I hear, Blue?”

“Get in here.” Abe beckoned.

“In there? Wouldn’t this be easier, oh say, in a bed? Not to mention how much lungs full of water hurt.”

Abe withdrew his hand from the glass, bringing a finger to his mouth in mock-thoughtfulness. Keeping his eyes on Red, he drew his finger sensually down his neck and chest. Hellboy shivered under his gaze despite the warmth growing in his groin.

“Always wanting the upper hand... Trust me, Red, I’ll keep you safe.”

Hellboy tapped one finger of the hand that was still on the glass. Abraham got the message. He put his hand back against the glass and felt a steady surge of certainty. Acquiescence, trust... and a vow to protect him in return.

But I’m not explaining to Pop why the tank needs cleaning.

*

The entrance to Abe’s tank was a few floors below the study. There was an airlock chamber between it and the main room. The rest of the space housed Abe’s suit and aqua-breather as well as normal SCUBA equipment used during maintenance.
When Hellboy came in he saw Abe standing in the dry-lock. His gills worked the air awkwardly and he blinked far more frequently.

“Hey.” Hellboy said, almost shyly. He started to undo his belt. “You didn’t have to come out to the lock, you know.”

“I wanted to.” He watched Red remove his clothes, revealing his powerful body. The Hellboy’s bare chest was always a welcome sight, but Abraham relished the novel sight of his thick thighs, the angles of his hips and the imposing cock that begged for his attention.

“If looks could fondle...” Red remarked as he straightened up. “I’m feeling taken advantage of over here.”

“And now I’m afraid you’ll have to turn around to seal the airlock.” Abe added.

“Ah jeez.” Hellboy played it up, hiding his ass with his stone hand as he turned. He finally shrugged and put both hands to the task of sealing the airlock. He heard Blue chuckle before one hand tugged his tail and another clapped down hard on his ass, adding a squeeze before releasing him.

“Bit kinky, Abe?” He asked as he turned around.

He pulled Abe towards him, meeting his lips in a hungry kiss. He dominated the embrace, his tongue exploring the other man’s mouth as he had long imagined doing. Hellboy had always been drawn to Abe’s grace and poise, which held a subtle masculinity—despite his teasing to the contrary. But now that he was this close, he also felt a surprising strength. He tried to pull back for a breath but in an instant he felt spindly hands on his face, holding him fast. He heard on odd flapping noise and suddenly had all the oxygen he needed. Pleased at this development, he deepened the kiss, occasionally sucking on Abraham’s tongue. He drove them back against the wall, his tail fumbling until struck the release switch. The airlock started to fill with water. The feeling of the lithe body pressing against his own was intoxicating and he lifted Abe off the ground so that he could grind their crotches together. The stimulation was too much to hold off and Abraham felt his body react. He broke the kiss, wanting to explain before it happened...

“Red—uhhhhh!” Whatever he was about to say was twisted into a whimper. The skin above his pelvis bulged and then it was free. Hellboy felt something hot and firm slide up between their bodies. He looked down to see Abe’s long cock resting next to his own. He was proportionately almost half-again the length of any human, though not as thick. Red reached down to touch him and it moved, pulling closer to the blue body it belonged to.

“Holy shit, Blue.” He muttered. The man in his arms grew flustered.

“I’m sorry. It’s—”

“Practically prehensile!” Red interjected.

“I know, I know—” About to carry on rambling, he saw the look on Red’s face and blinked several times. “That’s... okay?” He asked hesitantly.

“That’s incredible... and, for some reason, really damn hot.”

*

The room was almost full of water. It took a lot of energy for Hellboy to tread, his stone hand dragging him down.

“When it’s full, you’re going to have to take in water. You’re right, it will hurt.” He put one hand on the side Red’s face, try to be reassuring. “But my breath will oxygenise your lungs. It’ll let you breathe normally for a brief time... then you just need another breath and so on.”

“Okay... I trust you.” He was scared, but his longing and love for Abraham far outweighed the fear.

“Red?”

“Yeah?”

“This is... Taking in the water would kill most people outright. I couldn’t do this with anyone but you.”

“Good. No need to worry about competition.”

“You big monkey.”

“ Your big monkey.” The last bit of room was taken up and the air-lock was completely underwater. Hellboy let himself sink, reaching for Abe’s hand to press their palms together.

So do I just...?

“Go ahead.” Abe instructed. “Try not to think about it too much.” Hellboy’s eyes squeezed shut, trying to push against the normally life-saving instinct to hold his breath.

Agh!! Oh, shit—goddamn it! The first few seconds blasted him with an incredible pain and he thrashed around violently before blacking out.

AIR!!! The thought slammed into his mind as he regained consciousness. Abraham had brought them into his tank and shut the airlock. He was about to pull back after tending to Red’s lungs, but the second thought that had flown through his mind was the pure pleasure of the blue lips on his and he kept the kiss from being broken off in much the same way Abe had done before.

You agreed to being ravished, remember? Nearly weightless under water, he pushed Abe upwards working his mouth carefully along the irresistible blue flesh. He licked and sucked along his collarbone until making his way down to the other man’s nipple. He pushed his tongue down flat against it before teasing it stiff with light flicks and gentle grazes of his teeth. Blue legs wrapped around him, keeping them close as Hellboy’s mouth explored every inch of flesh in front him. He made sure to keep Abe’s nipples well-stimulated, as well as paying attention to the shivers he could draw from his friend by sucking at the sensitive skin cover his ribs. Abraham writhed against him, moaning his delight. His hands were splayed across Red’s shoulders and he allowed his dick to flex against Hellboy’s abs. With voice not meant for submerged noise, the groan that this contact elicited came out as a stream of bubbles that tickled their way along Abe’s skin.
Hellboy pulled him back down for another searing kiss; Abe renewed Red’s air before finally breaking contact.

What? Hellboy thought plaintively. His stone hand was tracing little circles in the small of his back, making it hard to concentrate. Abe pressed their foreheads together.

“You’re making me so hot I can barely—I need...” His cock flexed again, rubbing against Red’s, making the man growl through another stream of bubbles.

You wanna fuck me, Abe? He tightened his grip and moved against him, creating a wonderful, torturous friction.

“Mmmm.” Is all he can manage in reply. Hellboy’s tail pulls him down a bit more so that their hips are parallel.

Fuck me till I’m crazy from it. The words shake him, awaken something in him. He gabs Red’s ass with both hands parting his massive glutes to gain access to his tight entrance. He guides his dick careful so that the tip presses playfully against his asshole. Abe pauses a moment, to consider just how he should do this. A light shrug is the only warning Hellboy gets before the blue appendage drives itself up into him, as though it had a life of its own.

Oh shit, yeah... Red had experimented with one of the team's men, and had even been on the receiving end before. But this was a different experience altogether. Hellboy matched the rhythm as Abraham thrust in and out of him, while at the same time he felt the shaft that was fucking him lightly writhing within. The dimension that this added to the gratification shook him all over. It was good that he was in the water, because he didn’t think his legs would have held him up otherwise.

He began to feel the sweet, unbearable build up of pleasure that would lead him to orgasm. His tail squeezed tightly around Abe’s waist, urging him to increase their pace. As they grew more and more frenzied, Abraham wrapped one hand around Hellboy’s aching cock... though the grip was surprisingly light.

“This way... you’ll... take me with you... when you... go.” He gasped between thrusts.

Benefits—(ughh...) of—(oh just there, more!) telepathy?

“Mmhh, quite...”

A moment later, they were over the edge, Hellboy’s orgasm dragging out Abe’s through the link. His release gushed out, dirtying the wander around them. In the throws of his own climax, Abraham’s cock twitching wildly inside him so that by the time they were coming down from their agonising high, Hellboy had never felt so spent in his whole life.

*

They made their way back over to the airlock, hands clasped and bodies weary. Red decided he was going to carry Abe to his room, despite the man’s insistence that he was being ridiculous.

Once there, he set his lover down and got into bed next to him. There were several plaintive meows as cats fled the water that dripped from both of them. Abe settled against Hellboy’s chest, hearing the thumping of the big monkey’s heart. He knew that when they were well rested, Red would have the upper hand again. The thought was not as exasperating as it used to be. In fact, given the new situation, it was a rather exciting prospect.