"Spread those legs, Scifo. On the double."
"S-Sir Schwann...!"
A hushed look appeared on the captain's face. He put a finger to Flynn's lips. "Please, Commandant, lower your voice. You don't want to be caught do you?"
A little movement here, a little jump there. Soft moans escaped from the blond's mouth as he felt the captain entering him. Why was this even happening? He had been alone and yes, he'd been starving for a little sexual attention-but not from Schwann.
"A little distracted?" A smirk graced the older man's lips and he rested his cheek on Flynn's back. The stubble tickled his skin.
"N-Not at all." He winced from the pain and let out a small groan. Since when had it felt this good?
"Let me help you out here. It's my duty, Commandant." Large calloused hands wrapped around Flynn's cock. By now it was throbbing and beginning to hurt. A red tint landed on the knight's cheeks as he felt the captain's long fingers wrapping around his shaft.
Up and down.
Over the tip.
Under and over, right to the point of where he was about to break. And then he released his hands from the pulsating member and whispered into Flynn's ear, "Atten-tion." With that sentence he traced his finger over Flynn's tip lightly. Just enough to make him cum. "There's more; just wait." Schwann bit his earlobe gently.
"M-More?" Flynn was panting now; that climax took nearly everything.
"Yes sir." Just ever so slightly he rocked his hips, causing Flynn's member to stand right back up. "Careful sir." An erotic moan escaped from the other man's lips. Even Schwann had to groan at it.
His hands began to instinctively gravitate towards some type of fabric, anything to hold onto.
"You can grab onto my hair." Schwann winked, his husky voice making Flynn shudder. Without hesitation the commandant's long fingers were entwined into the grayish-brown locks of the man behind him. Another groan escaped from the old man's lips. He moved faster, searching for his commander's pleasure spot.
"Ah!" There it was.
Over and over again, Schwann pressed into it. Harder, but then softer. Slower, but then faster. Soon Flynn's sounds of bliss were more frequent.
"S-Schwann, I'm about to-"
"Let it all out sir. I'll attend to it." He could feel the rough fingertips of his subordinate caressing his cock, teasing the folds. He came. Everywhere, and he felt Schwann's release as well.
"At ease, soldier."
A/U: Quick, silly little drabble I wrote for a friend. Sorry it's so short; I originally typed it up on my blog and then copy-pasted it into a Word document.
Should I write more...?