The soldier was more willing than
Robe had originally imagined. The point
was made clearer as he dragged Glenn into the next room by the handcuffs and
managed to toss the lump onto the bed. There was so much temptation to keep the handcuffs on but they both
needed to lose at least one layer of clothing. And there was no way that the leather jacket was going to magically
slide off the chains.
One leg went over Glenn’s hips as
he climbed on to the bed and begin running through a secondary plan of
operations. Robe had figured on sex
being not much of anything tonight and then ending in pining after someone he
couldn’t have in the morning. But seeing
as he had just handcuffed someone within the first five minutes of foreplay,
the time tables decided to massively shift.
Robe pushed down on Glenn’s chest
and asked, “If I take the hand cuffs off to take our clothes off, can I leave
them off?” Thinking quickly off how the
question might be misunderstood he added, “Are you going to behave for me?”
“Yes.”
A simple answer followed by a simple
smirk as Robe undid the hand cuffs. Glenn’s jacket was already hanging loose, and it only took a few tugs to
get the leather from his sweat soaked arms. Robe’s fingers slowly danced and teased their way down the button up,
taking their sweet, sweet time as Glenn began wriggling under the methodical
process. The different moans and
whimpers through the teasing had brought back a certain amount of vigor for
Robe. He was spurred on by how well
Glenn was reacting, his self confidence growing as the material slowly slipped
away from his partner’s chest. It was
somewhat disappointing to find the under shirt but still good.
“Mmm, Robe, I don’t mean to be
needy and impatient, but-”
“But you are.”
“I wasn’t expecting the first time we had sex to be so stretched out.”
Surely Robe was taking more from
that statement than was meant to be there. Glenn’s comment about their first time could mean a lot of things about
the expectation they would have more sex in the future. There were plenty of conclusions to come to by
the nature of that relationship that may or may not manage to form between them
after this night.
Robe took another bite into
Glenn’s neck, leaving a mark right behind the left ear.
“I’m not sure what you mean by
that.”
Suddenly Glenn’s hands slipped
from his waist and the soldier was pushing himself against the headboard in
more of a sitting position. There was a
serious, mournful look about his face, but Robe couldn’t help but be distracted
by the still open fly.
“Robe, I just thought that we were
coming back here for more than sex. Or
maybe I wasn’t making myself so clear during dinner when I was trying to
flirt,” Glenn sighed as he finished the statement.
“More than sex?”
“A relationship.”
-
Robe had already fainted by the
time his body hit the floor, as told by the pain in his back and his position
looking up to a leaning Glenn. Garner
was over top of him, lines of worry quickly spreading across the man’s face and
as Robe slowly pried his eyes open, a flurry of kisses were left on his
lips. The pain was quickly echoing
through Robe’s body and his state of arousal had disappeared for the moment.
And there was still the surprise
statement.
“Robe, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, you just surprised me a bit, darling.”
Glenn shrunk away from the term of
endearment, but left his hand linked with Robe’s. Robe was left to slowly piece the situation
together as the strong arms lifted him on to the bed. It was far nicer and gentler than Robe’s
rough motions earlier, making him wince at the thought of what they were doing
when they first came in. Robe had been
rough when wanting to get as much out of a single night as he could. The time tables were now shifting once again,
and he was left without a plan.
Slow kisses were left along his
jaw line, followed by Glenn asking, “Was it the talk about having a
relationship? If you don’t want anything
serious, I understand that.I just – I
saw you and knew that there needed to be something else between us, something
beyond a one-night stand.”
“I was surprised that you wanted that because I wanted more too. But someone like me isn’t exactly supposed to
be with someone like you.”
Glenn went further down his chest
while Robe was talking, first stopping at his nipples.Robe most certainly should have been
expecting this after the short period of teasing he had inflicted upon Glenn. The rather romantic process was gentle and
sweet, Glenn slowly sucking on his nipple, entirely free of the teeth that Robe
would have expected. A warm sensation
bubbled up in his chest, but Glenn was moving along already down his
stomach. The same gentle mouth found its
way to Robe’s hips and sharply bit into one side, managing to draw a moan from
his throat. Glenn looked up to his eyes
with a pleased smile and then picked up the exploration once more.
“Are you enjoying this?”
“Very much, Glenn. Very, very much.”
It was a long few minutes of
sucking along Robe’s thighs, the notable careful pause that everyone saw when
seeing his hip. Robe was rarely bothered
by the presence of the scar that wrapped around his left leg like a snake on a
tree, but it tended to be a topic brought about those who saw him naked. Some had decided the scar came from time
served on the police force and Robe was more than happy to let it be that
way. Better than having to explain all
that once was his life.
“Is this okay?”
Robe looked down to Glenn as he
heard the question. The soldier was
holding himself just above Robe’s cock, the willing look back in his eyes and
the waiting smile on his lips. The prospect
was far more than okay.
“Yes, but you don’t have to do
that. We don’t even have to go to
penetration tonight, if you don’t want it.”
Robe sat up, pulling Glenn up to
meet him and running a hand through the man’s shaggy hair. Robe hadn’t realized how long the locks were
when they were standing in the rain, but the removal of the bobby pins told a
different story. He absentmindedly
thought about things they would stupidly do in the possibilities of their
future. And Robe found himself slowly
kissing Glenn, only letting up when he heard the answer he had been waiting on.
“I want to do this. More accurately said, I want to do you. Or I guess do me,” Glenn had paused and began
laughing at his own wording. “I’m not
sure how that’s supposed to go.”
“There’s no reason that it can’t go both ways.”
“When she was giving you the warning, I thought Harry would have informed you
what a little slut I was.”
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