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Appreciation (2/3)

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After a moment’s pause, Hal let himself be lead to the bed and sat on the edge, waiting. Magenta hands trailed up his torso to follow the symbol on his breast, as they had with his new ring.

This was really happening. He supposed it was a long time coming; the tension had been there from the start, and no amount of enmity had been able to snuff it out.

Purposely shifting to change the hands’ position, and meeting Sinestro’s eyes to let him know it, Hal opened his mouth to speak-

-only for Sinestro to pause him with a finger in the universal gesture for ‘hush’. “I said ‘allow me’.” Still, his hands moved to fold on top of one another under the curve of the back of Hal’s head and they kissed, Sinestro using his superior height to lower Hal across the bed. The kiss was brief, but he could feel their hearts beating in the same accelerated time.

“Always the control freak.” He didn’t mind, not really. As long as Sinestro wasn’t expecting the same kind of obedience outside the bedroom.

Sinestro smiled like the cat that not only caught the canary, but the entire nest too. “I think you enjoy it, Jordan,” he purred, nipping Hal’s ear to prove the point, “Why else would you have played the good little solider for so long?”

Rolling them over so he was straddling Sinestro, knees pulled up onto either side of the other’s hips, he reconnected their lips to prevent more snark. Already having gotten caught up in the rush, his previous concerns were a rapidly melting afterthought. They had been waiting so long for this, too long, for them to pose any significance. Hal tugged at the other’s uniform and it disappeared, his own following.

The kiss broke again so that Sinestro could shift them fully onto the bed. His arms, looped around Hal’s lower torso, felt cool against him -likely because of Sinestro’s thicker skin. The chilled fingers took advantage of the sensation, creeping up muscled back and exciting Hal with the tactile contrast. He gripped back with equal strength, fingers digging into Sinestro’s shoulder blades a little when the Korugarian’s nails scraped their way back down.

“Hey!” Hal protested, a little too breathily for his liking. Again Sinestro laughed and repeated the action slightly harder. Hal squirmed but his gasp was swallowed into a deep kiss, made all the deeper by the desperation that bled into it. His accepting of the ring had burst a dam keeping back all the feelings and desires they’d held for each all those years.

Insistently pressing down with his hips, Hal pulled back and ran his hands over Sinestro’s alien musculature. Or at least tried, as they were immediately slapped away. He guessed that it was the ‘allow me’ business again.

Sinestro moved them into a sitting position and, pressing forceful kisses along his neck, dropped a hand to fondle the rim he’d soon be entering. The other used the ring to fetch some form of lubricant from another part of the room.

Familiar enough with how the process was supposed to work, Hal spread his legs and distracted himself by trying to get a noise out of the stubbornly stoic man. With what little sense remained he suspected Sinestro was letting the quiet grunts slip out for the same reason he was seeking them, but that was soon lost as well when he felt a probing finger.