2. Peel off the plastic

The noise of a key locking a door could be heard, it echoed louder than it should and awakened suspicion. Soon after the key had fallen, forgotten inside the back pocket of expensive slacks, that would be discarded on the smooth white and blue floor of the room. The lonely light originating from the moon, infiltrated the territories previously reigned by darkness. The beams concentrated on the bed beside the window. The moon had chosen it's star for tonight and it appeared that it was to it's service as to embellish the little pale star's rebirth, the rays linking it to the greater constellation. The constellation of love.

Of course, like all the previous nights, a predator was present, his predator, his Ruben. Leslie had been expecting him, bare on the bed. Blue eyes scanned the darker side of the room. Searching for the slender form of his love. He waited until his vision grew accustomed to the penumbra, first he listened to the sweet sound of a belt and pants falling to the ground, then a toned body came into view. Basking under the patient's loving gaze similar to the lunar beams. Leslie was preparing himself for him, He was ready, he always has been. He stood up allowing his legs to carry him towards his soon to be husband. At least in his dreams. Each time they united themselves physically, their unison symbolized a marriage to Leslie. His greatest dreams besides going back home to his parents, was to find love, outside parental borders.

Their bodies contrasted but complimented each other. His smaller frame fidgeted slightly under the predatory, dominant aura that emanates from Ruben. The arms of the older man wrapped around him. One hand grabbing his white hair, the other raveled in the curve of his back, imprisoning him against a warm and strong body. The hand buried in his hair gently but firmly pushed his head to met with doctor's. Their nose tips brushed, Eskimo kissing gently getting closer and closer until their mouths assembled like a puzzle. Playing first at nibbling each others lips before going deeper. That playfulness was the aspect both of them enjoyed the most about their relationship. They liked to spend minutes and minutes just teasing one another. Nibbling, licking, kissing, all those little details that forged an exhilarating experience.

Maybe this is why Leslie had fallen in love with Ruben. The blonde was the sole person to bring him happiness, laughter and nourish his love hungry soul. He basically had obtained a lover and a playmate in one package. He was fairly lucky. Sometimes when Ruben came visit him during the nights, they didn't always engage in carnal activities. Sometimes they just drew on the walls pretty sunflowers. The four walls of his "cell" resembled a field by now. Ruben had drawn a tiny brown barn in the distance to give the landscape more depth. He promised he would draw Leslie and Leslie would draw him, kissing in the middle of the field. But one rule had to be respected, they should never talk, almost never except to confess that they love one another. The rule wasn't thought out and applied, it just set itself naturally as their love progressed beyond debauchery.
Leslie was happy like that, he wasn't exactly a conversationalist and what could he say to such a brilliant man that he did not know already ? Nothing. Beside that he loves him more than anything.

Ruben's tongue was finally allowed to dance with it's partner after coveting. Rosy lips encased the wet appendage and sucked gently, as if trying to deny entry but at the same time pulling it inside. The lips moved back and a smaller tongue ultimately responded to the other's advances. The lovers savored patiently their reunion. Ruben's hand's traveling all over the tiny, pale body, halting at the buttocks to massage them forcefully. Their kiss was interrupted by Leslie, eyes clenched, he pulled back as a moan abruptly climbed out of his throat. His butt cheeks were extremely sensitive to stimulation like that. If you wanted to give the albino a boner, no need to kiss his neck, tease his nipples or suck his cock, you just have to massage his bums. This was the particularity of his anatomy Ruben cherished the most, the second being that he's an albino.

The tip of the blonde's fingers moved in a circular motion over his butt. The younger man found solace in hiding his reddening face in the doctor's neck. He started to kiss and suck the neck as a mean to distract himself from his hardening member coming into contact with the scientist's. He hears the man grunt when he sucks on a certain spot just above the clavicle, he too knew how to the older man crazy. Leslie knew two sensitive spots on the other's neck that were guaranteed to make the blonde man's melt. The spot above the clavicle, the one he was abusing of right now and the spot behind his ear. The little patient felt that he achieved a lot by peeling the artificialities off his boyfriend's demeanor. He may be the only person to know deep down that there is more to this man than a cold, calculating, mad doctor.
He knew it and was more than happy to be aware that he might be the only one to know.

A spidery hand crawled up his back slowly. The smaller man could feel the smile against his shoulder, along with a nibble. It made him shiver with pleasure but mostly excitement. The hand grasped his hair again and forced him into a fiery kiss. The hand retraced it's route again, to stuck itself underneath the albino's buttock and lift him up. Ruben walked them to bed where he gently lied down with the little package on his hands. Leslie smiled up at his lover on top of him. Ruben smiled back genuinely and lowered down to lip lock. The blonde kissed his way down to rosy, erect nipples, begging to be sucked, bitten and tugged. He then proceeded to comply to his thoughts, sucking the sensitive flesh., first nibbling then biting harder and harder in between the sucking and licking. Leslie whined excessively, pushing the scientist's shoulder down. The nipples weren't the place he desired people to touch, mainly because they were incredibly sensitive, they got red and irritate fairly quickly. The irritation would last for days on end and he didn't want to have his nipples erect all the time. It was embarrassing. Alas the older man didn't obey, he continued to bite and tug at his nipples cruelly. The boy begin to sob lightly until Ruben gave one last bite on his left nipple, he screamed in pain but it was muffled by the sadistic scientist's hand.
The man smirked at the distress on the younger one's face. He knew perfectly well that Leslie didn't like him to toy with his nipples and he also knew that Leslie had a low pain tolerance. Sometimes, Leslie didn't understand Ruben's love. His love was so cruel at times.

Ruben continued kiss his way down, giving the pale member a few licks and sucking the scrotum for some minutes. The patient was mewling, tears gathering in his eyes as he bite the tip of his fingers. His hands attempting to hide his emotions. The doctor had eventually reached his destination. He proceeded by aiding Leslie to flip, now lying on his belly, ass up in air, exposed to his lover's hungry eyes. Ruben could already see the anus twitching, either if it was with desire or because of anxiety remained unknown. The blonde moisturized his lips before grabbing his lover's ass cheeks and eat his puckered hole. His tongue covered the hole with layers and layers of saliva then intruded the warmth. Twisting within, driving the patient mad with bliss. The ambiance of the room was composed of moan, whines, cries and hushed whispers. To most it sounded like an obnoxious cacophony, to Ruben it was a symphony. A catchy melody to be listened to repeatedly. Pure ear and eye candy. The doctor begin massaging forcefully the buttocks while also sucking vigorously the boy's anus. His tongue flickered on the rim before plunging back into the tight canal. Ruben thrust his wet appendage in and out, simulating what he would inflict to this poor little ass later with a much much bigger body part*. Leslie was trembling, his cock was leaking pre cum. He could senses it in the pit of his entrails, the familiar spasm announcing what was about to come. He turned his head to look over his shoulder. His hand extended towards his beloved doctor. He attempted to utter a simple syllable "Stop !". But he couldn't before he knew, His muscle clenched his beloved's tongue as a current of ecstasy washed over him, take him away in the overflow. His orbs rolled back in their orifice. His ejaculation soiled the white sheets of the bed.

Now the symphony had paused. The only sound make out were the harsh breaths of a quivering Leslie. Ruben mounted him, placing his palm on his hand and intertwining their fingers. He lifted Leslie head to kiss him tenderly. Kissing his cheeks, forehead, his entire blushing face. The poor boy could feel the erection leaking pre cum in the rim of his ass. Ruben positioned his member correctly at the entrance. Pushing into the tight canal, his facial muscles transformed his satiated expression into a grimace. He admired the force that gripped his penis as it was swallowed. It felt amazing. The albino shoved his visage in the pillow, he couldn't take it much more. His dick was hard once more. The strangled mewling amplified as his lover thrusted into him at a steady rhythm and gradually accelerated. The sound of skin slapping against skin drowned the moans and grunts of the two lovers. Leslie felt so fulfilled, love was finally given to him.

When it comes to Ruben, he sure does feel good. But there is something else in the back of his mind. A sentiment blending with joy, he felt complete as well. There was a certain emptiness that developed within him like a tumor, over the years. When he was younger he used to think that science was everything. He didn't have time to waste with petty things like relationships, friendships, children etc. He still thought that way in certain aspects but now he knew there was more than science in life. There was sex, of course and there was Leslie. Weren't those two things the same. Whatever. How could he had spend half of his life without knowing the essential still bugs him. It doesn't matter now.

The blonde's sweat trickles down the albino's glistering back, mixing with his own. He grunts as he impales the younger man on his manhood with slow precise thrusts. The skin of Leslie's bums slightly red because of the constant impact of Ruben's hips. After slamming for a little longer, the scientist raveled an arm around the younger man's thin waist and lifted. Switching their roles, now Leslie on lying on top of him. He slipped his hands under the patient's knees closed his spread legs. He proceeded to reposition his member and shove it with full force into the abused entrance. Fortunately, Ruben had the reflex to palm his beloved's mouth as he hollered at the new angle of the intrusion. He started slamming into the younger man, once again. First slow and gentle then the speed and force increased. At each thrust Leslie whined, sobbed. His petite body was perfectly capable of taking so much at once but not his childish mind. It was overwhelmed with sensations, confession and more. How could someone make another feel in such a way with so little effort. It seemed so easy to Leslie. He wondered if he made Ruben feel that way too. He felt so human, the only human in this horrible, dehumanized prison of his. Each thrust seemed to shatter further his own artificial demeanor, revealing the loving person within him. He turned his head around to kiss his lover.

"I love you." He murmured, caressing the side of Ruben's face.

This was the only sentence that he could utter with confidence because he was certain that it was mutual. He ejaculated at this childish conviction. His pale chest shining with sweat and now his own essence. Ruben stopped thrusting, released Leslie's long legs, allowing them to rest on his own. He took a sample of the patient's cum on two of his fingers and brought some of it to Leslie's mouth and the rest to his.

"Delicious." He admitted while licking his finger.

He was close to his own heaven. He slammed faster and faster into little Leslie. Ruben finally released inside his lover letting a strangled deep moan escape. They both fainted of fatigue.

The Next Day

When Leslie woke up, still exhausted at 6 AM, Ruben was sitting buttoning up his shirt. His expensive slacks already on. He got up and turned around putting his lab coat. Leslie turned completely to face his lover. The scientist leaned forward to give him a kiss goodbye. He barely blinked that the man had already vanished. The albino smiled naively and went back to sleep not noticing that he had been dressed and that the dirty sheets had been changed.

The noise of keys being thrown in the air and whistling of "Clair de lune" echoed intensely in the corridors of the asylum. Ruben brushed his blonde hair with his hand to put them back in place. Their private sessions never failed to relax him after a hard day of work. He was in such a good mood that he forgot that tragedies usually happen when his mind is so peaceful. Today would be no exception.

He passed by his office to get some things before heading home. He was surprised to find the door open, he was certain that he had locked it before going to Leslie's room last night. Ruben scanned the room to see if he could find anything out of place or suspicious but there was nothing. Odd. He thought before going to his desk. Despite being focused on searching a file into his backpack, he heard the click of the door closing. Suddenly a familiar voice spoke a few meters behind him :

"Ruben Victoriano, we have a lot to talk about."

* Ruvik has insecurities. ;)

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