Valjean is really confused now, he hated Javert for years, but his anger faded when Javert beat him again. Javert is not the type of asshole cocky boxer he used to think he is, his mind comes up with "cute" instead.
He still want his revenge, but not to Javert. He trusted in his words.
Javert's tongue melts in Valjean's mouth while he grabs Valjean's bruised left cheek tightly.
"Auch…"Valjean breaks the kiss. "It hurts."
Javert giggles and let his right hand shift to Valjean fluffy chest. Nipping his nipple playfully.
"You kinky asshole…...Ar…Stop it…..." Valjean moans and this only encourages Javert to keep on teasing him.
"You don't like that?" Javert uses his puppy dog eyes to gaze at Valjean.
The stare is super effective to Valjean, he answers Javert with a passionate kiss. He forces his weight on Javert and presses him on the ground.
"I got a cozy personal office in the gym," Javert breaks the kiss and wraps his legs around Valjean. "Maybe you can take a look, there is a bed and Vaseline."
Valjean lifts Javert up from the ground and keeps on kissing until they get in Javert's office, he uses his free hand to turn on the light.
The office is even larger than Valjean's apartment. Modern design with classical painting emphasizes the taste of Javert. Valjean can only tell it is an office of a boxing when he saw the world heavyweight boxing champion's belt. His heart bleeds because he worn that belt before. His memories flash again.
"Open the door behind my desk, there is my bedroom." Javert's voice brings Valjean back to reality again.
Once Valjean opens the door, he is shocked again, he is going to faint this time.
Javert's bedroom is full of Valjean's posters and autographs. Not only on the wall, Valjean even saw his own image on the roof.
"Seriously? You fill your room with my posters." Valjean mocks Javert and throw him on his king sized bed.
"You are my idol, so what?" Javert defends his choice of man and decorating style.
"How is it like after defeating your idol twice?" Valjean removes his boxers and shows Javert his beer-can dick.
"Complicated." Javert's mind focuses on admiring the massiveness of Valjean instead of recalling memories. He raises the corner of his mouth when he saw Valjean slides his dick with Vaseline.
Valjean leans forward and covers Javert's lips with his own. Javert pulls off his briefs.
"I am going to beat you in bed and you better get ready to suffer, my Champion." Valjean whispers and digs into Javert's hole with his index finger. Javert jolted.
"Just skip it. Fuck me now! Show me what the old champion got!" he shounts and expresses how badly he needs Valjean inside him.
"Well, you ask for it." Valjean entered Javert with a quick and powerful motion. Javert yells instantly, his eyes widen and close immediately. The length, the size and the hardness are terrifying. "What are you, Valjean?" he shouts.
"People call me the Wolverine for a reason." Valjean's palm covers Javert's dick with care and his finger rugs the tip of his dick in circular motions. Javert moans with pleasures.
Javert seems getting used to be filled by Valjean, so Valjean starts to pin into Javert's ass.
The pace was gentle and caring, but Javert seeks for brutality inside Valjean. "Is that what you get? I don't see why you called Wolverine." Javert challenges Valjean, he can survive Valjean's blows, so as his cock.
Valjean gazes at Javert murderously just like they were in the boxing ring. He pounces into Javert vigorously without hesitation, the pace becomes rapid and punishing, he keeps slamming into Javert. He wants to conquer Javert. He wants to hear Javert cry out his name. He wants to see him sob. He wants to reject him when he begs for mercy.
Javert panted heavily, he feels the strength of Valjean, the man he desire for years. The moments that Valjean is inside him blows his mind, he can only shouts Valjean's name.
"Valjean…Arrrr…Fuck…Arrrr…" he wraps his arms around Valjean's neck. Valjean was draw toward Javert, their breathes blur and mix. Their lips touch each other like magnets, Valjean closed his eye when Javert tongue explores deep in his mouth.
Valjean abandoned the brutal pace with a slow and intimated rhythm, their eyes contact and Valjean touch Javert's bruised cheek. Javert grabs his palm and kiss it without breaking the eye contact.
"Are you entertained?" Valjean pulls off from Javert. White cum starts leaking out from his ass soon after that.
"Yes, my champion." Javert grins.
"Beeee…Beeeee…Beeeee!" the alarm brings Valjean back from his weird dream of having sex with Javert. He sits up. The comforter is not the color of his own, and the texture of his bed should be much harder. He looks around and sees tons of posters of him, and a guy is sleeping beside him.
"Oh shit!" Valjean thought, "I fucked Javert."
"Hmmm" Javert wakes up. "Good morning."
Valjean is still confused, but he suddenly remembers his car is still parking outside the gym and today is school day. It was eight in the morning, he still got half and hour to send Cosette to school. More importantly, Cosette is probably awake and crying for his dad.
"Javert, I got to go, I don't hate you anymore, and I like you very much, but I got to go now." Valjean grab his clothes and leave Javert room as fast as he could.
God just hate Valjean very much. By the time he gets out of the gym, his car is already removed as it was an illegal parking.
"No! Not this time!" Valjean knees and slams the ground with his fists. Valjean tries to call home, he keeps pressing the home button, but the screen shows nothing but the reflection of his face. The battery is dead.
A black BMW appears and the door is open. "Need a ride?" Javert asks.
"I love you, Javert." Valjean jumps in the car. "Please drive me home and to the SPN Primary school after that."
"You never told me you get a kid." Javert questions Valjean. What he fears is Valjean may get a family.
"Cosette is my niece, but my sister past away. I treat her as my daughter." Valjean open his wallet and show a picture of Cosette to Javert.
"She is cute, but pony tail doesn't suit her." Javert grins." And here you go, go grab your daughter back in the car."
It was almost 9a.m. when Valjean is home. Cosette is ready for school and waits for her papa.
"Papa!" Cosette hugs Valjean when he opens the door. "Where did you go?"
"I tell you later. Are you ready for school?" Valjean lifts her up on his arm.
"Yes, papa. I am late." Cosette grabs his neck with her tiny heads.
"No, not yet. We can make it."
Javert saw Valjean holding Cosette with his arm, he never thought of see the family man version of Valjean. "He is so charming, he must be a good father." Javert thinks to himself.
"Say hello to uncle Javert." Valjean places Cosette on the seat and fastens her seatbelt.
"Hi uncle Javert." Cosette says with a cheerful smile.
"Hi little princess." Javert understands why Valjean smiles when even he mentions Cosette. She must be the painkiller to Valjean, she is so adorable that makes Valjean move on and forget the past.
"Papa, why are you and uncle Javert hurts?" she points at the bruised purple eye of Valjean.
"Oh…We fought last night." Valjean says it with a playful tone. Javert chokes.
"Can't you even think of an excuse?" Javert rolls his eye and blames Valjean.
"Papa, you should not fight." She speaks to Valjean but looks at Javert. "Mr. Winchester told me, fighting solves nothing."
"We are good friend now, don't worry." Valjean pads her head.
"Mr. Winchester also told me, good friends always kiss. Did Papa and uncle Javert kiss?" Valjean and Javert are flushed, as they don't know how to answer such question.
Javert wants to answer Cosette that they kissed countless time yesterday night, but that is really inappropriate to tell five years old kid the truth.
"Yeah, we kissed a lot. Now grab your schoolbag and go back to classroom." Valjean opens the door and gives a kiss on her cheek.
Javert appreciates Valjean's honesty. He desires him even more.
"Bye Papa, bye uncle Javert." Cosette leaves the car.