Prepare to go XD

[red_zealot]

Leaves glared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He was still mostly naked (a towel was wrapped around his waist), and wet, but that didn't bother him so much as what he was seeing in the mirror. There, at the base of his skull, was about a quarter of an inch of blond hair

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[red_zealot]

Leaves moaned and lolled his head back, giving Sarge as much access to his neck as he could. He was in an incredible amount of pleasure from the double attack on his neck and cock. He gasped and moaned loudly as Sarge bit down, and arched into him, whimpering of the sparks of pleasure and pain that coursed through his body. He could barely think through the unfamiliar, but entirely welcome sensations, and he clung to Sarge's shoulders, desperately wanting more, but not knowing what.

[sgt_goodbutter]

Groaning low in his throat, he abandoned Leaves for a moment to shuck off his shorts and then press back up against the young man, relishing in the feel of skin against skin. Being in that armor too long made him forget the good things in life, and with that thought, he kissed Basil once more, pushing him back along the wall until the rookie's knees caught on a footlocker, sitting him down on it and kneeling before him.

"'Ey.. Basil, how much do you want?" Sarge asked quietly, running a thumb over Leaves' lips.

[red_zealot]

Leaves sighed and nibbled at Sarge's thumb. "I want whatever you're willing give me," He murmured and pulled Sarge into a chaste kiss. No teeth, no tongue; just every unnamed emotion he was feeling at the moment.

[sgt_goodbutter]

He smiled at that, and kissed back before pushing Leaves backward in one shove, right into some of the spilled towels he had knocked over. Sarge moved to lean over Basil, dropping his lips to the other side of the red-head's neck and trailing small sucking kisses downward, across his chest and stomach. His fingertips played breifly over Leaves' caramel nipples, the older man chuckling at the responses he received from his attention.

Sarge let his tongue lave adventurously down the rookie's taut stomach, dipping into his navel before going further. He stopped when he found what he was looking for, though, nestled in a thatch of blonde curls. Sarge grinned lecherously as he once more wrapped a hand around Basil's turgid need, pressing more kisses down the side of his thigh.

"Surprised you don't dye down here, as well, Basil," Sarge murmured, biting at the side of the rookie's knee.

[red_zealot]

Basil let out small gasps and moans as Sarge trailed down his head and neck. Oh god that felt so good... he could hardly think for the pleasure of it. He sighed as Sarge teased his nipples, and let out a short yelp as Sarge grabbed him again. Through the haze, he noticed he was being spoken to.

"s' dangerous," he moaned in response, and bucked hips. "Dyes are corrosive, and I could hurt m'self. Don' wanna take the chance."

[sgt_goodbutter]

"Ohh, I see," Sarge murmured, taking a moment to press his lips against the tip of Leaves' cock, his tongue flicking against the weeping slit there. "I've never, uh, dyed anythin' before, so, I wouldn't really know."

He smirked before dropping his head down, sliding the crown of Basil's cock past his lips and letting his teeth rasp lightly against the tender flesh he enveloped.

[red_zealot]

Leaves shouted as he was swallowed. That was fucking beautiful. Perfect. Heavanly. There were no words to describe the way he was feeling, but he knew it was good.

He grabbed Sarge's head and pressed him down, lifting his hips into his mouth at the same time. He may not know how to describe it, whatever it was he was feeling, but he did know one thing: he wantd more of it.

[sgt_goodbutter]

Sarge winced as Basil thrust up and pushed down at the same time. Well, that wasn't good. He reached up and wrest Leaves' hands away from his head, growling around the treat in his mouth as he all but pinned the red-head into place, now only using his neck to control his movements. After a moment he lifted up, licking his lips.

"Y'know, dying from choking on your cock would be kind of silly, now, wouldn't it," the blonde muttered with an eye closed.

[red_zealot]

"'M sorry," Leaves whimpered, already missing the feeling f Sarge's mouth on his cock. He lay panting on the pile of towels for a while, then, after a pause, he added, "'M hot."

[sgt_goodbutter]

Sarge chuckled and moved to lace his fingers with Leaves', leaning his head down to give frustratingly teasing nips at the young man's cock.

"'Course you are. You're in a backroom next to a water heater, and even worse, you got me in charge," Sarge grinned before he moved up to kneel on the edge of the footlocker, pulling Leaves' knees around his hips for a more comfortable position. He braced himself over the red-head, kissing him slowly.

[red_zealot]

Leaves sighed and leaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms and legs around Sarge. It all felt so good, he thought he was gonna explode.

((You know what? Screw this. That's the best I'm dragging out of my brain. >_<))

[sgt_goodbutter]

Wrapping Leaves up in one arm and using the other to spread his spoils out to one side, Sarge took a moment to look around the supply room for some kind of supplicable lubricant. He was about ready to explode, himself, in more ways than one, which included many foul words and fist shakings. He made a satisfied noise at finding what appeared to be a bottle of moisturizer on a nearby shelf, and he grabbed it. Kisses were easy morsels to keep both of them quiet as Sarge worked a good dollop of the slick goo over his fingers before reaching down and running his fingers along Leaves' cleft. "Christ I don't know how I got so damned bad about you, Basil

[sgt_goodbutter]

He felt Basil jerk his head in an affirmative answer, and Sarge felt a pang of something in his chest. Shit. This really did mean something, especially for the kid... Levin turned his head and brushed his lips against Leaves' ear as he pulled away momentarily, situating the red-head back around his lap as well as getting himself ready. He let his rouch fingertips drift across Basil's face, under his eyes and over his lips. Something deep inside Sarge wormed its way around in his gut. He hadn't liked the word 'love', only when it was completely necessary, and now was one of those times that it managed to get past his little barrier of embarassing shyness. "Dunno how bad it'll get, but I think we can stick this out, you know... and... yeah, can't help but feel myself lovin' you, Basil Leaves," Sarge murmured warmly against the other male's ear before driving himself slowly into his lover

[sgt_goodbutter]

"Nnhg!" Sarge all but winced at Leaves' scream, and he effectively shut him up - with his own mouth covering the private's. He groaned and sighed at the whirly feelings of post-coital bliss, running his hands over as much skin as he could and devouring as much mouth as he could get from Basil. "You okay there?" He murmured, running his palms over Basil's thighs and calves before running them down to between the red-head's legs, giving his neglected but spent cock fondly. He smirked and nuzzled Leaves for a moment, waiting for him to regain his bearings

[sgt_goodbutter]

Sarge grinned and leaned backwards a bit, wincing as a few protesting joints gave him hell. He managed to get both of them to their feet without falling over or tripping on something, and gave the private a poke. "Yeah, but it's still something I can admire ya for."

Leaves blushed deeper at the compliment, suddenly feeling rather shy. "It's nothing," he replied, keeping his eyes on the floor. "Just doing my duty."

"But it's a good duty," he murmured, wrapping and arm around Basil's shoulders, the other snaking about his waist. What a cute kid. Now he just needed some leather and lace - Sarge gave himself a mental kick before persuing other things. "Right. How about that shower?"

Leaves nodded. "Shower, and then some food." And maybe more sex, he added mentally, turning and heading towards the door.

"Sounds good to me," Sarge said with a cattish grin, giving Leaves a small pat on the rear before following him. Well, ths was definitely one hell of a romantic evening.