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Hands Caught In Flames (2/3 I THINK)

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“What do you tell them?”

“I tell them it wasn’t a woman, of course.”
There’s a bite, hard and it’s going to leave a mark, at his neck, right where even a collared shirt can’t hide it. Hal bites back a swift yelp, choosing to grip strong shoulders and shudder instead (non-verbal communication was essential).
“I’d love to see their faces for that one,” Hal managed to say through blockades of sensation.
“It was enchanting, really.” There’s a finality to his voice as he pulls at Hal’s hair, yanks his head back and sucks hard at the soft skin where his shoulder and neck meet.
“Sinestro!” Hal’s voice is sharp in the cloudy swarm of pain and pleasure, and Hal tries to think about how he’s going to explain these to Carol. He arches, contorting and following Sinestro’s lithe fingers.

“I don’t want to just see you here like this,” Sinestro whispered, voice carrying from Hal’s ear straight to his groin as nimble alien fingers wrapped around his wrist and rubbed a hip against Hal’s hard cock.

“I want every Corpsman, every human you talk to, every single being with eyes and half a brain in its body to know that you’re taken. Your ass is mine, Jordan, and these prove it.”

Constructs of scissors (Hal didn’t know whether to be impressed or terrified that Sinestro could focus when he was molesting someone in a hallway) ripped through his suit, and Hal knew it was for show but he didn’t care. He never needed to realize how much he loved relinquishing control until Sinestro flat out took it from him, and he tried not to make it a habit but with a voice like his, it was hard.

“Someone could see us,” Hal rasped, trying to remain a semblance of dignity in front of those terribly judging, terribly hungry yellow eyes.

“Someone could.” Sinestro rubbed the pad of his fingertips across the head of Hal’s erection and it’s all he can do not to whimper like a virgin it feels so good. There was a thick, smothering pulse of arousal as Sinestro traced lazy circles across the head of Hal’s cock while he whispered promises of ownership into Hal’s mind, words wrapping him in pleasure as much as his physical touch.

“I’m going to make you mine, would you like that?” Sinestro’s voice is honest, a question that Hal doesn’t think needs an answer but he can’t help but reply anyway.

“Oh God yes,” and it all came out in one word, he’s almost sure, but he couldn’t bring himself to care as he bucked into Sinestro’s still too-light touch.

“Too bad, Harold.” Sinestro’s hand is gone, and Hal groaned with frustration, hands pinned with green light and covered in bruises and bites from the shoulders up.

“Now, I want you to tell me what you want in clear sentences. Not all problems can be solved with constructs of fists, you know.” There’s mocking in his voice that is completely justified but that doesn’t stop Hal from thrashing about and snorting in anger.
“Just tell me, Hal, what do you want me to do?” His mouth is so close to Hal’s ear he can feel the words coming from Sinestro’s mouth. There’s nimble hands again, dancing across his sides and resting at his hips, so close and yet so far; Hal tries to pull himself into a better angle for the touch of skin on skin but Sinestro’s grip is steadfast.

“Just tell me, or I’ll leave you here. It wouldn’t bother me at all. You’d just be here by yourself, masturbating like an animal while you moaned my name until somebody heard you. Or would you like that, hm? Maybe you keep showing off these marks for a reason, maybe you’re just an exhibitionist and a pervert.” Sinestro’s voice was dripping with satisfaction as those hands of his pinched at his nipples and tender skin on his arms and chest. Hal looked Sinestro dead in the eye, yellow meeting brown and arousal meeting possession.