ok this is my first attempt at Ben/Abe slash, so comments please! Also if anyone has any set ups they'd like to see Hellboy/abe or Ben/abe in I wanna hear it! I'm always looking for new ideas!
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What the hell was I thinking; coming out here all alone. What was I expecting to find? Abe thought hopelessly.
A crack sounded behind him. He drew his gun and aimed it around. Something...
He jumped as a gun shot broke in the eerie silence. Turning quickly his heart stopped.
"What the fuck are you doing here," The man he'd know months previous snapped. "Fishman!"
A half an hour later Abe's mind was still reeling; as he pulled in the sweet smoke from the cigar he'd been given, waiting for Ben to return from his 'camp'.
Crunching behind him signaled his approach and his heart sped up. "I could hear you coming from a mile away..." Abe said casually.
"Yeah?" Came Ben's gruff voice from behind him. "I could see your fire from twenty miles away!"
The fishman scoffed and blew out the smoked he'd drawn in. "My fire. I like that, you lit it." He came around and set two sleeping bags down on the ground in front of them and Abe finally got a good look at him. His hair had grown long and hung unwashed around his face, his disfigured and torn face looked worse for wear in the fire light.
"Why'd you come out here?" Ben questioned lighting his own cigar.
Abe raised his brow. "To find you." He said simply and Ben laughed darkly.
"Find me?" He repeated. "And you thought some big foot slash wendigo sightings were a sign of my presence?"
"Actually," Abe corrected. "My thinking was the Wendigo had killed you and now your soul was trapped inside it's body."
Ben looked away and down to the earth. "Oh..."
Abe shifted on the log, unsure of why he was getting so uncomfortable. His heart beat hammered in his ears and he felt almost dizzy.
"Look, Abe," Ben started. "That... that wasn't me, you have to know that." He said pleadingly. "I was trapped in that thing, watching it's claws tear into my men."
"If I thought it was you, then I wouldn't have come out here alone like this..." But why was I so compelled to come out here over all, what if I'd found nothing? Why did I feel such a strong urge to find him? Abe flicked out his cigar and messaged his temple.
"I'm not going back with you, Abe." He continued. "I can't face them again..."
Abe could understand that, as he watched Ben stand up. "This. This is where I belong now!" He said gesturing around. "Out here, with no one to hurt."
At this Abe remembered the town he'd been in that had been completely deserted and voiced his concern to his friend.
"Marekeos?" He questioned. "Yeah people just started disappearing a few days ago. Why else do you think I'd be practicing loudly light discipline." He grunted hooking a thumb to the fire he'd made.
Abe shook his head stood up. "There's something else though..." He said looking off into the darkness just beyond the reach of the fire.
"Something. I can't see it but I can't feel it. Pulling at me. It almost hurt." Abe explained.
"Abe, don't start." Ben said.
Abe turned back to him a curious look on his face. "Start?" He questioned. "When did I ever stop? This is my job."
Ben turned away and stared back into the fire. Abe cocked his head and sat back near him, closer this time. He felt this almost overwhelming need to touch him, to comfort him in someway. He just wasn't sure how to go about it. Never having really expressed himself to anyone before, he wasn't exactly the most comforting guy, but he could give it a try.
"You want to talk about..." But Ben cut him off.
Shaking his head he declined. "No. Not tonight at least. Tomorrow maybe," He got back up. "Now lets get some shuteye."
Abe was in no position to refuse. "Right." He said softly. But he couldn't escape the feeling that he needed something more. What, he wasn't sure all he knew is he wanted to reach out to Ben...make him feel better.
He laid down horizontal from Ben, but didn't close his eyes. He was trying to discern the odd feeling reeling in his mind.
He'd come out here on a whim. But why was he so damn eager to find Ben? Why not Liz? She's missing now isn't she... so why Ben? He thought about when he'd taken him with him to Indonesia. Over everyone else he had chosen him. Why not Kate again? Why was he so determined to be near Ben. An odd tingling sensation startled him. It resonated from his crotch and spread through his inner thighs and up into his stomach. What the Hell?
All this crap with Devon... his past...his future. He wanted to forget it, damn it. He wanted at least five fucking minutes of peace. Was that really to much to ask for? Abe thought bitterly. The thought of Hellboy and his beautiful girlfriend Anastasia came into mind. How the hell could Hellboy; the seven foot tall red skinned demon get a girl and not him? No girl had even paid him a passing glance, they all cringed and were disgusted by him. That thought angered him slightly, though he wasn't sure exactly why. Stupid women, he thought. High maintenance bitches... His eyes flew wide. What they hell's my problem? Some of my closest friends are women!
He reached up and pressed his hand over his eyes. I'm losing my mind...if only I could just...
"Abe?" Ben's gruff voice said from the area near his head.
The fishman jerked slightly surprised by the voice. "Yes?" He replied, moving slightly to look at him. When he did he thought he was something just behind his eyes, something that screamed for the same kind of peace that Abe screamed for.
"Thanks for... you know," He said lowly. "Coming out here."
Abe shifted up on his elbows for a better look at his friend. Was there a hint of weakness in his voice, a hint of something at made him sound exposed. "No problem, Ben." Abe said back. "Anytime."
To their side the fire popped and crackled, casting an orange red glare over everything; but the pair stayed just looking at each other in an awkward silence that was almost unbearable. Finally Ben cleared is throat and spoke. "Kind of cold out, eh?" He questioned coughing slightly and looking genuinely uncomfortable and unsure of himself. Or was it just Abe's imagination.
"Yeah..." Abe said, before blurting out without really registering what he was saying. "Want me to move closer?"
What did I just say? Abe screamed in his head, taken aback himself, but nothing compared to when Ben nodded, almost relieved that he'd been the one to suggest it and answered. "Yeah."
Hesitating only a moment he stood up and moved his sleeping back over next to Ben, then slid back in and became aware of just how close they really were. He could see all the lines on Ben's face; all the deep scares that no man should be able to live with and yet here he was. Abe could smell the sent of the wilderness that had imprinted itself into Ben. The smell of grass and dirt mixed with the cool fresh air, it was nearly intoxicating. Then Abe's eyes moved to Daimio's lips, torn and scared but still very inviting.
Inviting? Abe questioned. Was he really thinking like that? What the hell is my problem, it's Ben for Christ's sake!
But your all the way out here, he argued with himself. Who would know but you two. You know he's thinking the same thing.
Abe stared into his friend's eyes. "Look Ben..." Abe started. "I..." He trailed off. What was he going to say? I'm having serious thoughts of...of what? Fucking you right now? The thought scared, yet oddly excited him beyond experience. He'd never been with anyone before... still a virgin. 31 years and he was still a virgin. Abe frowned inwardly, that's to be expected. So why did it bother him now suddenly?
"Abe..." Ben grumbled, seeming as though he was having the same, or at least a similar argument on the inside. "Do you want to..." Then he shook his head, and Abe was nearly positive they were thinking the same thing. The raw burning look in Daimio's eyes was enough. They both came towards each other at the same time until their lips finally met in, what could honestly be described as the world most graceless kiss. Teeth, tongue and lips slid together in an almost frantic panicked kiss. Ben grabbed Abe and before he knew it he was straddling Ben's waist pulsing his hips into Daimio's, never breaking rank as their lips stayed glued strangely together. Everything happened so fast, the fishmans mind didn't have time to think, it all was a blur that didn't seem to matter.
What the hell are you doing? Kissing Ben! Kissing another man for that matter! His mind screamed. But it was all drowned out by the none-to-subtle grunts and groans mixed with the pops and cracks from the fire.
Ben's hands traveled up Abe's back, as Abe's erection pressed into his thigh as they fitted together. They did want this more then they'd ever have thought. Sitting up Abe fumbled with the clasp on his combat pants, removing them harshly, haphazardly sliding them off his long thin legs. Ben's pants came next, the scarred man throwing them to the side carelessly, luckily they landed a few feet from the fire and not in it. Not that either would have taken notice at this point they both were to lost in the moment to notice much of anything at this point.
Abe's now bare chest slid against Ben's. Green against White. Though they were both still trying get used to the unusual act of kissing. Neither having done much, or in Abe's case any at all. He sucked and pulled on Ben's tongue, loving how primal it all seemed to feel.
Only one article of clothing stood in Abe's way now. Ben's hands traveled under the waist band of his tight shorts to grasp his tight ass. Abe gasped at this and made haste in removing that final barrier. He shimmed out of them and thew the off over by Ben's pants. Now was the moment of truth for both men. Abe laid over Ben, his cock hanging down and hard, dripping wet from some clear wet substance, Ben wasn't sure what is was but at this point didn't care. Neither did. His cock brushed against Ben's stiff member making both men shiver in ecstasy. Ben took control now, throwing Abe back onto the hard ground, knocking the breath out of him. He looked down and in the dimness of the firelight could swore he was what looked like a long vertical slit that ran up his crotch from which his cock was protruding. But like hell was he going to stop to asked questions now. They both had wanted it didn't they. They both had made the move, it was a shared agreement, no going back now... not that he wanted to.
Ben groaned out loud as he slid his body into Abe and felt his cock slid into something tight and wet. Abe suddenly jerked up and forced his whole length into his body.
This wasn't so bad. Ben thought. Though he did vaguely wonder what exactly he was fucking, but at this point he couldn't care less. Ben thrust in and pulled out in rhythmic motion, Abe matching it was best he could.
His eyes where closed and he was biting his lip to the point of drawing blood. Only slipping to moan every so often when it got to much he just couldn't hold it in.
By now Ben's tights and balls were completely wet, and damn if it didn't feel fan-fucking-tastic. He grunted and felt himself coming to the end, his vision was blurring and all he could think of was release.
Beneath him Abe was feeling the same. All thoughts of how wrong this was melted away, all he could think of was how great it felt to have something inside him, hot and hard, pounding into him. Pounding into his tight wet slit... not that Ben probably knew that's what it was, Abe was fairly confident that no one knew about it. No body knew his sexual organs were enclosed with in him. Within his wet little secret. Not that he had know it had been possible to take another man's cock into it and enjoy it so damn much. Not that he ever thought he'd ever be with another man in that case. Abe thrust particularly deep and he bit down hard, tasting blood in his mouth this time. He groaned in pain and pleasure as he felt himself going over the edge to bust his seed over Daimio's stomach, while inside him he could be Daimio's hot cum filling him, and fuck didn't he love that thought.
Ben pulled out, panting over him; Abe took his still hard, but dripping wet cock in his palm and began jerking it, because if he knew anything about this, it was that damn if it didn't feel good to be stroked after an orgasm, when those aftershock contractions are still rocking your system and driving you mad. Ben groaned and took Abe's own cock in his hand and returned the favor before they both collapsed next to each other breathing deep, trying to regain some sort of control of their bodies.
Ben ran a hand down his stomach and half smiled at the wet feeling of Abe's cum. When he was in the Marines he'd never have thought anything of this, on the contrary he'd talk trash about gays, most of the guys did, not much for understanding and open mindedness in a group full of guys who'd been through hell and back in training and God knows what in the line of duty. But yet here he laid, next to Abe Sapien. Abe Fucking Sapien for Fuck's sake! Yet he had no regrets... what was done was done. And damn it felt good. If only for a few minutes he'd forgotten about the jaguar forever lurking just on the fringes of his conscious mind, for once he'd forgotten, if only for a few moments, all the pain and guilt that had haunted him in the time he'd been out here. For now... he was content.
Abe sighed deeply feeling the wetness between his legs, and inwardly smiled. No longer a virgin...he joked. But was this really time for joking? A few days ago, hell a few minutes ago he was filled with hate and anger. Hate for all the people who'd turned their back on him, hate for Devon who'd accused him of being some kind of monster... Anger for not being desired, anger at woman for not paying any mind to him, for not even considering him just based off his freakish appearance and not even bothering to think their might be a decent gentlemen inside this disfigured body... but now? Now he was joking with himself? He'd just fucked another man, Ben Daimio. The undead Marine Captain with a beast inside him lingering just on the inside, waiting for him to lose control and take over again. But that didn't scare him, not now, and he believe it hadn't before either. Or else he wouldn't have come out here...or else he wouldn't have been so dead set on finding Ben in the first place. All the pain of his past... present...and future where at least for the moment, gone from his conscious mind... he was content.