Surveillance
Title: Surveillance
Word Count: 2222
Pair: Cade/? Declan/Niles
Warnings: mild smut
Summary: Mounting Suveillance can be fun!
‘And we’re …done’
‘Great work, we got visuals Specs?’
‘Not yet there’s a delay with the relay, should be up in five’
‘Keep working on it, we need to be getting this live within fifteen minutes of entering base, taken us forty to now’
‘And we’re wired for sound’
‘Good work Dec stick it on the speakers’
‘um boss?’
‘The speakers set-up Dec?’
‘….yeah’
‘Well then?’
Static shot out loudly into the room. Dec scrambled for the controls so the volume lowered from migraine inducing to mere annoying, then with a swivel of a knob evened out and cleared off interference. Crisp sounds from the house opposite filled the room. A low musical bass and the voice of the inhabitant.
‘Oh yeah’ pant-pant ‘Ow’ pant ‘Lets do this’ pant-pant ‘oh god’ wheeze-pant ‘feeling it baby’
‘Boss’ Tension racketed up until Death’s freshly honed scythe wouldn’t cut it. Words were heavy on the air.
‘Specs’ The slighter man flinched at being addressed though the tone was an expressionless weight.
‘Boss?’
‘Get a visual, stat’
‘um ok boss’ he dared a sideways glance at Declan but his colleague was staring at the dials in front of him headphones offering a visual barrier as he feigned diligence.
The three men crowded the monitor as a grid of images started appearing on screen. A few were grainy and there was a really great image of the top of a bedroom closet dust bunnies and a forgotten doodah in superb focus. Niles started a shake and click that had the little pointer arrow skitter over the screen, data streamed in corners until all the boxes told a tale.
‘Skip though them, do the tests’
‘yes boss’ Declan crowded closer so their shoulders bumped and Niles felt a rough hand squeeze his left arm out of sight of their boss. Three pairs of eyes remained fixed on the screen, none of them blinking. Cade looming behind with a snarl in his throat as Niles nervously set the cameras to relay.
The first few images were benign. A close up of the dust bunnies with marks from where they’d been disturbed while the camera was positioned. White on white bathroom glowing a rosy pink from the coloured blind, dark bath towel languishing discarded on the floor. Bedroom next, sturdy masculine furniture, a jewel hued bedspread bunched on a recently vacated bed, curtains still closed giving the room a dark indistinct image. The camera scanned the room, monitor offering a low hum, jeans draped over an old desk chair and an open book and fallen bottles laying on a bedside table the further one bare but for a digital clock. The kitchen, a coffee mug sitting state on the breakfast nook. Doorway and stairs with the travesty of floral carpeting left over from the previous tenant, ratty trainers kicked off near the door to protect it.
Static crackled over the speakers music and vocals going off into a long high pitched whine a snuffling took it’s place just as Niles was covering his ears and Cade threatening to bust the speakers. The camera images reverted to the bedroom tracking new activity. Declan leaned forward to the screen, Niles shoved him back and zoomed in.
‘Scoob’ Cade sounded resigned, as the other’s caught sight of a scruffy mongrel pup taking a flying leap onto the bed then scrambling frantically to gain leverage when it‘s hind legs didn‘t hit target. It plonked gracelessly down on a pillow and proceeded to chew what looked like one of the trainers from down the stairs.
‘aww Sweet’
‘Cute. How old’s he?’
‘Four months’ It was not a skipping in the sunshine picking Daisies and nursing puppies tone from Cade.
Niles braced himself and moved his mouse choosing the only camera view left. The living room. Declan made the same move, yips and chomping returning to harsh breath over recorded music.
‘Yes, yes, yes, lets do it baby’
The living room filled the screen. Cade forgot himself enough to lean forward and Declan actually removed his earphones as he pushed for a better view. Niles tried not to squeak. The houses occupant was revealed.
A lithe figure danced before the camera body glistening with sweat. Niles had zoomed in and started a slow sweep of the writhing body before his mind interpreted the visuals.
‘That’s close enough specs!’ Cade’s voice had fallen several decibels deeper than it’s usual bark but he didn’t sound angry yet.
‘Cute. How old is he?’ Sometimes Niles thought Declan had a death wish, he was glad not to be the one under the laser glare.
‘Twenty-two and be lucky to reach twenty-three. You worry about the sound checks Dec’ His wide grin had reappeared, Lemmings had more self preservation. Cade continued watching the screen. It was quite the view.
Oblivious to his audience the young man on screen danced across the room. Holding a chair back he kicked his legs high bare feet arching. Jumping about in front of the television he punched the air with fisted hands chanting his ‘yes, yes, burrrrrn’ to the empty room. Far from illicit pleasures he appeared to be following an energetic exercise vid.
‘Flexible!’
‘Declan!’ Declan replaced his headphones muttering ‘check’ ‘test two’ and what sounded like jumbled coordinates. Niles looked away from the screen long enough to see that Dec’s eyes hadn’t wavered from the screen and his note pad scribbles were complete gibberish.
The aerobics moved to bends. Niles bit his tongue choking as the figure bent at the waist, legs spread wide and hands reaching for ankles. His firm buttocks displayed in glorious close up for the watchers.
‘Cool pants’ Cade groaned, lack of threats towards Declan showing his discomfort. Bright smiling faces adorned each curved butt cheek eyes pointing in to the cleft and tongues lolling from smirks.
‘That’s close enough specs.’ Declan hid his chuckle behind a cough and Cade gave a heavy sigh as Niles felt his neck and ears burn.
The bum shook at the camera before the figure bounced back and fisted the sky. Middle fingers flicked out in salute before a shake and jive that had the three men giving heartfelt sound.
‘Tests done yet?’
‘Sounds are done’
‘Specs’
‘mmp’
‘SPECS’
‘Visuals fine’ He ignored the snicker to his left.
‘That’s a wrap, get the damn system apart, we’ll pull the cameras together after lunch and throw together a report. I’m out of here’ Cade strode off.
‘That was…’
‘The hottest thing ever?’
‘Scary’
‘Wimp’
‘Thought Boss-man was gonna finally blow.’
‘He still might’
‘Nah, what?’ Niles tapped the screen then got frantic with the mouse.
Cade appeared on the monitor. He entered the house, kicked the remaining trainer from the doorway and moved to the living room. Declan and Niles watched transfixed as their boss stood at the living room door watching the dance.
‘Oh hell’
‘Lucky bastard’
Declan got the mic in the room back live and with a guilty smile they huddled close by the screen listening in.
‘Enjoying yourself?’
‘Oh yeah’
‘Quite the show you put on’
‘Glad you approved’
‘Nice pants’
‘I bought them especially’
‘I bet you did’
He turned around and a quick adjust to the camera showed defined abs, dark nipples and the happy pants resting on slim hips low enough for a teasing trail. There was one face on the front. Mouth a wide ‘O’ circling the low rise of his genitals. All three men stared at it, the one in the room and two unseen watchers.
‘Oh boy’
‘He thinks were dismantling equipment right?’
‘I’ll not tell’
‘Me neither’ Neither turned away as their boss crossed the room fast, long legs eating up the floor. They leaned forward as he grabbed hold of the other man by his neck dragging him forward for a punishing kiss. Niles squeaked but didn’t protest as a large rough hand slid along his thigh to press against his own pants. Went far enough to return the firm rub as the unknown man was pushed down on the sofa and his boxers pulled down his wriggling legs to be thrown to the floor. They smiled up as Cade’s mouth replaced their fabric one. Giggles echoed loud in the quiet of the bare room. Soon followed by gasps and pants. The laughing wriggles turned to a passion filled dance, back lifting off the sofa and head beating back on the cushions, legs pistoning either side of the tormentor.
‘Cade? Oh yes baby. Cade, Cade?’
‘Don’t you dare’
‘I’m gonna, Caaaaaade!’
‘Hold it there’
‘But Cade’
Cade reached beneath the sofa, pulling out a dog chew, a woefully be-holed gym sock and a small tube of something he palmed. His large hand roamed the expanse of the other mans chest. He scooped to lick the sweat off those abs, tongue worshipping every dip and crevice. The straining erection got a slow pull, hand smooth on the spit coated skin. The groans and gasps were heating the house opposite. Niles found his shirt unfastened without recalling how it achieved that state, Declan’s hands now fumbling with his zipper and freeing his own erection to rough touches. Eyes glued to their personal porn show Niles sprung the zip that had Declan’s hard flesh filling his own hand, jumping us he fingered the head, spreading leaked fluid over sensitive skin.
Legs kicked up high one hooking over the back of the sofa as the two writhed onscreen. It was some form of lube he’d palmed because he wasted no time slicking up and stretching the other to accommodate him. Lavishing generous amounts of oil on the puckered hole that the camera refused to focus on, fingering it until his companion was a mass off wordless sobs and begs.
‘Oh hell’
‘Oh yeah’
‘Ready baby?’
‘CADE’
They totally missed seeing their boss loosen his trousers and slide them down thick muscular legs, but watched avidly as Cade had his shirt literally ripped from him, buttons flying everywhere and rags hanging form his shoulders. Neither fully believed the throaty laugh he responded with, but groaned in unison when he moved to cover and enter the other. A slim leg wrapping over his hip and being held there over his flexing arse.
‘Boss man’s built’
‘Nice arse’
‘Not a bad package yourself’
‘mmhmp’
Cade was thrusting hard, strong sure strokes. Hands grabbed and clenched at his back and the most wonderful soul deep groans became music in an unfurnished room. Their own breath was faltering as hands got frantic. They moved from their seats and lost the rest of their clothes without looking away from the monitor. Simple spit took the place of lube but they were both too desperate to care for finesse. Discomfort was quickly lost to pleasure and need.
For long moments silence reigned. At one point the system programmed to follow action flicked to the bedroom and the puppy drooling over a pillow, toys littering the bed and comforter now a heap on the floor. Niles managed to reach out long enough to change cameras, but it took three attempts and shifting so Declan was no longer suckling the lobe of his ear to gain focus. A sated voice filtered through their haze.
‘mm Cade’
‘Yeah babe?’
‘Those cameras are off now right?’ Cade tried to tense but was just too relaxed, he looked towards the hidden camera.
‘If I find out it isn’t I’ll have their balls’
‘Kinky’
‘Remind me another time I’ve surveillance equipment to test out to do it away from home.’
‘You didn’t like the pants?’
‘You’re better without them’
‘Love you too honey buns’
‘Brat’
Niles felt empty as Declan slid free, weight leaving his back, cum covering his belly and trickling down his thighs.
‘We’d better pack up’
‘Yeah’
‘You know though, he doesn’t look like moving anytime soon’
‘No. he doesn’t’ The monitor went blank as their mouths hit and lingered.
Cade stalked into the empty house daring anyone to comment. If he was relieved to see the equipment neatly re-boxed and labelled he didn’t let on. His eyes paused on the large bruise peeking from Niles’ open shirt collar but with his own collar high and buttoned it was a risk to comment.
‘You guys have been busy’ Eyes kept skittering off course but professionalism took precedent and they soon made their notes on the equipment checks without a mention of the filmed subject.
Crossing the road to collect the camera was entering another dimension, breaching the fourth wall. Everyone was very quiet in the living room and that camera was dismantled and boxed in record time. Cade’s friend appeared when they got to the bedroom towel drying his hair to messy spikes and giving them a friendly smile. There was some awkwardness as the happy pants were viewed in the flesh. Cade pointedly didn’t make introductions to his friends evident amusement.
Niles went as far as to breath a sigh of relief as they exited the house. Declan making vague reference to a pub visit and Cade admonishing them to be hangover free next morning at work. He should have known better. Declan always had the last word and today was no exception.
‘Sure thing honey buns’
He froze under the death ray. Delighted laughter peeled from the house and the door slammed behind them.
Word Count: 2222
Pair: Cade/? Declan/Niles
Warnings: mild smut
Summary: Mounting Suveillance can be fun!
‘And we’re …done’
‘Great work, we got visuals Specs?’
‘Not yet there’s a delay with the relay, should be up in five’
‘Keep working on it, we need to be getting this live within fifteen minutes of entering base, taken us forty to now’
‘And we’re wired for sound’
‘Good work Dec stick it on the speakers’
‘um boss?’
‘The speakers set-up Dec?’
‘….yeah’
‘Well then?’
Static shot out loudly into the room. Dec scrambled for the controls so the volume lowered from migraine inducing to mere annoying, then with a swivel of a knob evened out and cleared off interference. Crisp sounds from the house opposite filled the room. A low musical bass and the voice of the inhabitant.
‘Oh yeah’ pant-pant ‘Ow’ pant ‘Lets do this’ pant-pant ‘oh god’ wheeze-pant ‘feeling it baby’
‘Boss’ Tension racketed up until Death’s freshly honed scythe wouldn’t cut it. Words were heavy on the air.
‘Specs’ The slighter man flinched at being addressed though the tone was an expressionless weight.
‘Boss?’
‘Get a visual, stat’
‘um ok boss’ he dared a sideways glance at Declan but his colleague was staring at the dials in front of him headphones offering a visual barrier as he feigned diligence.
The three men crowded the monitor as a grid of images started appearing on screen. A few were grainy and there was a really great image of the top of a bedroom closet dust bunnies and a forgotten doodah in superb focus. Niles started a shake and click that had the little pointer arrow skitter over the screen, data streamed in corners until all the boxes told a tale.
‘Skip though them, do the tests’
‘yes boss’ Declan crowded closer so their shoulders bumped and Niles felt a rough hand squeeze his left arm out of sight of their boss. Three pairs of eyes remained fixed on the screen, none of them blinking. Cade looming behind with a snarl in his throat as Niles nervously set the cameras to relay.
The first few images were benign. A close up of the dust bunnies with marks from where they’d been disturbed while the camera was positioned. White on white bathroom glowing a rosy pink from the coloured blind, dark bath towel languishing discarded on the floor. Bedroom next, sturdy masculine furniture, a jewel hued bedspread bunched on a recently vacated bed, curtains still closed giving the room a dark indistinct image. The camera scanned the room, monitor offering a low hum, jeans draped over an old desk chair and an open book and fallen bottles laying on a bedside table the further one bare but for a digital clock. The kitchen, a coffee mug sitting state on the breakfast nook. Doorway and stairs with the travesty of floral carpeting left over from the previous tenant, ratty trainers kicked off near the door to protect it.
Static crackled over the speakers music and vocals going off into a long high pitched whine a snuffling took it’s place just as Niles was covering his ears and Cade threatening to bust the speakers. The camera images reverted to the bedroom tracking new activity. Declan leaned forward to the screen, Niles shoved him back and zoomed in.
‘Scoob’ Cade sounded resigned, as the other’s caught sight of a scruffy mongrel pup taking a flying leap onto the bed then scrambling frantically to gain leverage when it‘s hind legs didn‘t hit target. It plonked gracelessly down on a pillow and proceeded to chew what looked like one of the trainers from down the stairs.
‘aww Sweet’
‘Cute. How old’s he?’
‘Four months’ It was not a skipping in the sunshine picking Daisies and nursing puppies tone from Cade.
Niles braced himself and moved his mouse choosing the only camera view left. The living room. Declan made the same move, yips and chomping returning to harsh breath over recorded music.
‘Yes, yes, yes, lets do it baby’
The living room filled the screen. Cade forgot himself enough to lean forward and Declan actually removed his earphones as he pushed for a better view. Niles tried not to squeak. The houses occupant was revealed.
A lithe figure danced before the camera body glistening with sweat. Niles had zoomed in and started a slow sweep of the writhing body before his mind interpreted the visuals.
‘That’s close enough specs!’ Cade’s voice had fallen several decibels deeper than it’s usual bark but he didn’t sound angry yet.
‘Cute. How old is he?’ Sometimes Niles thought Declan had a death wish, he was glad not to be the one under the laser glare.
‘Twenty-two and be lucky to reach twenty-three. You worry about the sound checks Dec’ His wide grin had reappeared, Lemmings had more self preservation. Cade continued watching the screen. It was quite the view.
Oblivious to his audience the young man on screen danced across the room. Holding a chair back he kicked his legs high bare feet arching. Jumping about in front of the television he punched the air with fisted hands chanting his ‘yes, yes, burrrrrn’ to the empty room. Far from illicit pleasures he appeared to be following an energetic exercise vid.
‘Flexible!’
‘Declan!’ Declan replaced his headphones muttering ‘check’ ‘test two’ and what sounded like jumbled coordinates. Niles looked away from the screen long enough to see that Dec’s eyes hadn’t wavered from the screen and his note pad scribbles were complete gibberish.
The aerobics moved to bends. Niles bit his tongue choking as the figure bent at the waist, legs spread wide and hands reaching for ankles. His firm buttocks displayed in glorious close up for the watchers.
‘Cool pants’ Cade groaned, lack of threats towards Declan showing his discomfort. Bright smiling faces adorned each curved butt cheek eyes pointing in to the cleft and tongues lolling from smirks.
‘That’s close enough specs.’ Declan hid his chuckle behind a cough and Cade gave a heavy sigh as Niles felt his neck and ears burn.
The bum shook at the camera before the figure bounced back and fisted the sky. Middle fingers flicked out in salute before a shake and jive that had the three men giving heartfelt sound.
‘Tests done yet?’
‘Sounds are done’
‘Specs’
‘mmp’
‘SPECS’
‘Visuals fine’ He ignored the snicker to his left.
‘That’s a wrap, get the damn system apart, we’ll pull the cameras together after lunch and throw together a report. I’m out of here’ Cade strode off.
‘That was…’
‘The hottest thing ever?’
‘Scary’
‘Wimp’
‘Thought Boss-man was gonna finally blow.’
‘He still might’
‘Nah, what?’ Niles tapped the screen then got frantic with the mouse.
Cade appeared on the monitor. He entered the house, kicked the remaining trainer from the doorway and moved to the living room. Declan and Niles watched transfixed as their boss stood at the living room door watching the dance.
‘Oh hell’
‘Lucky bastard’
Declan got the mic in the room back live and with a guilty smile they huddled close by the screen listening in.
‘Enjoying yourself?’
‘Oh yeah’
‘Quite the show you put on’
‘Glad you approved’
‘Nice pants’
‘I bought them especially’
‘I bet you did’
He turned around and a quick adjust to the camera showed defined abs, dark nipples and the happy pants resting on slim hips low enough for a teasing trail. There was one face on the front. Mouth a wide ‘O’ circling the low rise of his genitals. All three men stared at it, the one in the room and two unseen watchers.
‘Oh boy’
‘He thinks were dismantling equipment right?’
‘I’ll not tell’
‘Me neither’ Neither turned away as their boss crossed the room fast, long legs eating up the floor. They leaned forward as he grabbed hold of the other man by his neck dragging him forward for a punishing kiss. Niles squeaked but didn’t protest as a large rough hand slid along his thigh to press against his own pants. Went far enough to return the firm rub as the unknown man was pushed down on the sofa and his boxers pulled down his wriggling legs to be thrown to the floor. They smiled up as Cade’s mouth replaced their fabric one. Giggles echoed loud in the quiet of the bare room. Soon followed by gasps and pants. The laughing wriggles turned to a passion filled dance, back lifting off the sofa and head beating back on the cushions, legs pistoning either side of the tormentor.
‘Cade? Oh yes baby. Cade, Cade?’
‘Don’t you dare’
‘I’m gonna, Caaaaaade!’
‘Hold it there’
‘But Cade’
Cade reached beneath the sofa, pulling out a dog chew, a woefully be-holed gym sock and a small tube of something he palmed. His large hand roamed the expanse of the other mans chest. He scooped to lick the sweat off those abs, tongue worshipping every dip and crevice. The straining erection got a slow pull, hand smooth on the spit coated skin. The groans and gasps were heating the house opposite. Niles found his shirt unfastened without recalling how it achieved that state, Declan’s hands now fumbling with his zipper and freeing his own erection to rough touches. Eyes glued to their personal porn show Niles sprung the zip that had Declan’s hard flesh filling his own hand, jumping us he fingered the head, spreading leaked fluid over sensitive skin.
Legs kicked up high one hooking over the back of the sofa as the two writhed onscreen. It was some form of lube he’d palmed because he wasted no time slicking up and stretching the other to accommodate him. Lavishing generous amounts of oil on the puckered hole that the camera refused to focus on, fingering it until his companion was a mass off wordless sobs and begs.
‘Oh hell’
‘Oh yeah’
‘Ready baby?’
‘CADE’
They totally missed seeing their boss loosen his trousers and slide them down thick muscular legs, but watched avidly as Cade had his shirt literally ripped from him, buttons flying everywhere and rags hanging form his shoulders. Neither fully believed the throaty laugh he responded with, but groaned in unison when he moved to cover and enter the other. A slim leg wrapping over his hip and being held there over his flexing arse.
‘Boss man’s built’
‘Nice arse’
‘Not a bad package yourself’
‘mmhmp’
Cade was thrusting hard, strong sure strokes. Hands grabbed and clenched at his back and the most wonderful soul deep groans became music in an unfurnished room. Their own breath was faltering as hands got frantic. They moved from their seats and lost the rest of their clothes without looking away from the monitor. Simple spit took the place of lube but they were both too desperate to care for finesse. Discomfort was quickly lost to pleasure and need.
For long moments silence reigned. At one point the system programmed to follow action flicked to the bedroom and the puppy drooling over a pillow, toys littering the bed and comforter now a heap on the floor. Niles managed to reach out long enough to change cameras, but it took three attempts and shifting so Declan was no longer suckling the lobe of his ear to gain focus. A sated voice filtered through their haze.
‘mm Cade’
‘Yeah babe?’
‘Those cameras are off now right?’ Cade tried to tense but was just too relaxed, he looked towards the hidden camera.
‘If I find out it isn’t I’ll have their balls’
‘Kinky’
‘Remind me another time I’ve surveillance equipment to test out to do it away from home.’
‘You didn’t like the pants?’
‘You’re better without them’
‘Love you too honey buns’
‘Brat’
Niles felt empty as Declan slid free, weight leaving his back, cum covering his belly and trickling down his thighs.
‘We’d better pack up’
‘Yeah’
‘You know though, he doesn’t look like moving anytime soon’
‘No. he doesn’t’ The monitor went blank as their mouths hit and lingered.
Cade stalked into the empty house daring anyone to comment. If he was relieved to see the equipment neatly re-boxed and labelled he didn’t let on. His eyes paused on the large bruise peeking from Niles’ open shirt collar but with his own collar high and buttoned it was a risk to comment.
‘You guys have been busy’ Eyes kept skittering off course but professionalism took precedent and they soon made their notes on the equipment checks without a mention of the filmed subject.
Crossing the road to collect the camera was entering another dimension, breaching the fourth wall. Everyone was very quiet in the living room and that camera was dismantled and boxed in record time. Cade’s friend appeared when they got to the bedroom towel drying his hair to messy spikes and giving them a friendly smile. There was some awkwardness as the happy pants were viewed in the flesh. Cade pointedly didn’t make introductions to his friends evident amusement.
Niles went as far as to breath a sigh of relief as they exited the house. Declan making vague reference to a pub visit and Cade admonishing them to be hangover free next morning at work. He should have known better. Declan always had the last word and today was no exception.
‘Sure thing honey buns’
He froze under the death ray. Delighted laughter peeled from the house and the door slammed behind them.