Hey guys, or maybe just...yeah, maybe just chase, since you're the only one who reads this thing anymore. Lols. Oh well. Whaddaya gonna do huh? Anyway, for the sake of not getting kicked off, I don't own legend of korra, or any oc's that do not belong to me...and...erm, warning: male on male sex in the confines. If you don't like, don't read. Please enjoy and remember to review.
Almost Six Months Later
Somewhere Considerably Warmer
Chapter 25
Reassignment was always the biggest pain in the ass about Johnathon's job. If you were on top of things in one area, somehow, somehow!, command found a way to take over, and send you to some other fucked up region in the world, and then go on to pretty much ignore all of your advice about the area you've spent a prolonged amount of time and manage to fuck up all of your progress. It's kind of a fucked up endless chain to be honest. Johnathon and Justin alone were reassigned to some washed up shanty house in the islands off the coast of the Fire Nation, and even with as much pissing and moaning that Johnathon and Justin did to Tarlock, Tenzin, and especially Drake, they still had to leave the city. They were not the only portions of Preditorian down there either.
Throughout the region, a handful of both Hasheesh and Republican Guard special activities groups were sent down to these regions in a cooperative mission to deal with any and all sky knight threats in existence. Ryan was short to follow, with his new tech operative, and Tyler was down there as well. Truth be told, Johnathon was actually happy Tyler was there. Granted, the guy would most likely turn his guns on Johnathon when the Sky Knights were dealt with, which Johnathon and Ryan agreed was just a bridge that needed to be crossed when the time came, but still, it was nice to have past colleagues that you could rely on. The island that Johnathon and Justin were on was supposedly some training area for the Sky Knights to practice landing, parachuting onto land and water, and land based movements, which made sense considering that this was their first time on this world.
However, first time or not, they had to go. Both sides of Preditorian fighters became immensely irritated when whispers of Sky Knight interference was coming along. But that doesn't mean that either side is embracing a cease fire back in Republic City. Nope. They keep killing each other up there to keep up appearances and not look like a bunch of retards who can't decide what to do.
Down in this island however, Johnathon and Justin took the chance to defy authority as well as blend in a bit. Johnathon took the chance of a lack of peering eyes to grow his hair out and look much more sloppy and uncaring. He detested it at first, but, it had a positive effect on Justin, slightly, so he couldn't really stop. His hair was now probably as long as Imnotsa's, and he repeatedly had to flick it out of his eyes, especially when the wind was blowing. Justin himself became a bit more calm when he mentally reassured himself that it was just him and Johnathon there on that island over and over and over again. He had also, due to a lack of other important things to do, taken up hand to hand combat lessons from his boyfriend as well. They mostly concentrated on very light to medium boxing and very seldom did they ever end up on the ground. The reason behind this being that Johnathon had disciplined himself and waited for so long that extremely close physical contact with Justin for long periods of time was becoming too much to handle. It had gotten so bad that one night Johnathon had just got up, walked out of the house and onto the porch and slept on the hammock outside. As much as he loved Justin, this waiting game was becoming unbearable.
Justin began to see these signs as well. He was feeling quite sad at how Johnathon was becoming so much more distant from him. He often toyed with the visual of him and Johnathon in bed with one another, but it was always brought back to the night in the ally way, and the pain and fear that came with it. But even though there was sexual tension starting to form, Johnathon never once opened his mouth or expressed his thoughts at how tedious this was becoming. He stayed silent and kept his mouth shut, always at the ready if Justin still needed him. However, aside from this, their relationship was fantastic. Both of them extensively enjoyed the other's company quite a bit and it was always nothing but a ray of sunshine between the two of them.
Aside from Johnathon's distant behavior, Justin was also noticing another colossal change in his boyfriend's attitude. He was much more calm than when they'd first met, although, the only times that Justin and Johnathon ever saw each other was when they were practicing, which even now was beginning to seem occasional at best. Justin sat with his chin resting on his hand as he took in a deep breath and looked at the clouds as they rolled by, the rhythmic sound of the waves rolling up on the beach causing an immense wave of drowsiness to come over him. All of the sudden, his eyes shot open as a loud crack could be heard echoing through the trees and onto the beach. Justin looked around and frowned as he heard nothing after that. He went back to daydreaming when he heard what sounded like an animal dying before the sound was abruptly silenced. Justin reached under the table and picked up his Arcus 94 and yanked the slide back, taking his position by the window on the right side, just like Johnathon had asked. Moments later, Justin peered through the window and saw Johnathon, dressed in multi-cam bottoms, black combat boots, a black wife beater, and his black aviators, coming out of the jungle with his SV-98 on his back and what looked like a deer hefted over his right shoulder and a boar with wings on it that he was dragging with his left hand, who's arm looked like something had bit its teeth rather far down into it.
Justin cursed as he holstered his pistol and ran outside to help Johnathon with the kills. However, Johnathon silently brushed passed Justin when he offered to help. Justin frowned and slowly paced after Johnathon with his shoulders slumped and his feet shuffling on the ground. Johnathon made quick work of skinning the animals and storing their meat on a drying rack in the sun to make jerky. Justin sat and watched as he began trying to think of ways to just get maybe a quick "hello" from his boyfriend again. He received said opportunity when Johnathon came back in, tossed his un loaded rifle on the couch and the clip near it, and looked down at his arm, with a large patch and trail of brown crusty dried up blood.
"Erm, would you like some help with that babe?" asked Justin. Johnathon looked up and sighed to himself, as if to say "this is not a good idea", but motioned for Justin to follow him into the "bathroom", which was a joke in and of itself. More like an empty room with no floor and a hole in the ground with a large tube that catches rain water. It's a good thing it rained every other day, because the water would have been gone a long time ago and the two of them would have been forced to drink salt water while the navy was continuing to get its shit together.
"Justin, just grab the med kits and we'll do this outside." said Johnathon, almost ordering him to do it. Justin paused and tried to ignore the frustrated tone in the Irishman's voice. But, regardless, he did as he was told and met Johnathon, who now had his suppressed CZ-75 and was crouched in the tall grass shooting at cans, in the back. Justin cleared his throat and Johnathon looked up and suppressed the urge to tackle Justin right there. He flicked the safety on to his pistol and set it on the steps leading into the shanty house, before sitting on the ground and offering Justin his arm.
Justin took a small bucket of water that he collected from the tub and poured it on Johnathon's arm, dabbing at the blood and cleaning his whole arm up altogether. Johnathon flicked his hair out of his eyes and looked at Justin with such a hunger that it was almost impossible to control the urges that he was feeling at the moment.
"Justin." said Johnathon flatly.
"Hmm?" asked Justin, looking up at Johnathon as innocently and sweet as possible. Johnathon was so awestruck that he forgot what he was going to say.
"Never mind." he said, sighing and looking away.
"No, what is it? Am I doing it wrong?" asked Justin, now becoming afraid that Johnathon was going to deny him this moment of contact to go any further. Clearly it showed.
"No, you just-" Johnathon stopped and paused, trying as hard as he could to not wrap the guy up in his arms, fearing that they wouldn't go loose until irreparable damage had been done.
"What? What did I do?" asked Justin. He sounded on the brink of tears now, and Johnathon became angry with himself for hurting his feelings. "Just tell me and I promise I won't do it again. Please Johnny, I didn't mean to mess up. I'll do better next time I promise, just don't leave again." said Justin, now throwing his arms around Johnathon, who gritted his teeth and a little too roughly threw him off.
"Just stop!" shouted Johnathon, standing up and pacing to the house, leaning on the wall and staring at the ocean. He was always fascinated by the body of water. Atmos being mostly skies and clouds, the only real place to find a large body of water like this was Terra Tropica, and even then, that body of water was only comparable to a mere lake in this world. Johnathon began to notice his mind wander but it was sharply pulled back in line when Justin's sobs could be heard. Johnathon's eyes shot open and he looked to see the boy curled up on the ground, sobbing quietly to himself. Johnathon let his head drop and he cursed to himself as he slowly paced over to Justin and sat down cross legged. He reached over and put a hand on Justin's shoulder, who shook it off.
"Hey, I'm sorry okay. I didn't mean to be so rough." said Johnathon, in as caring a tone as he could manage. Justin sat up and wiped his eyes as he positioned himself on his knees, his feet facing back so that his legs formed a sort of "w" looking shape.
"Why do you stay so far away from me?" asked Justin. Johnathon bit his lip, unsure of what to tell his boyfriend. "Please, I know it's not because you want to be ready if there's a Sky Knight coming or not. Just tell me the truth, please." said Justin, running his hands along his thighs and wiping the dirt off of them. Johnathon sighed and bit his lip.
"I can't." he said.
"Why not?" asked Justin.
"Because you'll hate me." said Johnathon. Justin shook his head.
"No I won't. Johnathon, I love you so much. We need to be able to talk to each other, you know that as well as I do. Please," said Justin, placing a hand on top of Johnathon's. "What's wrong? Is it something I've done?"
"No." said Johnathon.
"Something you've done?"
"No!" said Johnathon. Justin bit his bottom lip in thought but then opened his mouth.
"Something that you're afraid is going to happen?" he asked.
"YES!" screamed Johnathon, tackling Justin and pinning him by the shoulders to the ground. Justin didn't fight back, he just silently looked up and now began to notice all of the frustration and pain in Johnathon's eyes as tears began forming on the bottom eyelids and dripped down onto his face. Johnathon was taking deep breaths in and out through gritted teeth before he brought his head down and smashed his lips together with Justin's. Justin wrapped his arms around Johnathon's neck and grabbed a handful of his hair, moaning into his boyfriend's mouth. He didn't resist when Johnathon's tongue shot itself into his mouth and worked over every single square unit of space inside the cavern. After what felt like an eternity of being together, Johnathon and Justin parted and took in deep breaths because they'd both forgotten how to breath.
When Johnathon finally realized what he'd done, he completely broke down and buried his face into Justin's shoulder.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" he sobbed as Justin's eyes watered as well. Despite what had just happened, Justin did not let go of Johnathon. He just kept whispering shooshing sounds and ran his fingers through Johnathon's hair, allowing his boyfriend time to vent and get his thoughts together. When it was all over, the two of them sat back up and hugged.
"It's alright. I forgive you." said Justin. Johnathon kept him close and lied down on his back in the grass. Justin followed and rested his head on Johnathon's shoulder. "Feel better?" asked Justin. Johnathon shook his head. "Why not?" he asked. Johnathon motioned downward with his eyes as he put his head back. Justin looked down and saw the bulge in between his boyfriend's legs.
"Ah. That's what this is about?" asked Justin, taking a gulp in his throat. Johnathon nodded and Justin frowned very hard as all of the pieces were beginning to make sense. He closed his eyes as a wave of shame came across his face as the realization of what he'd just allowed Johnathon to do, ate away at his mind. He sighed and looked at Johnathon, and forced a smile on his face. "Well, it could be worse." said Justin.
"How?" asked Johnathon, now sitting up. Justin scoffed and flicked his hair out of his face.
"Well, it could have been those guys from the ally way instead of the man I'm in love with, so there's a good sign." said Justin, attempting to lighten the mood.
"No, this is bad. I don't want to hurt you." said Johnathon. Justin smiled and closed his hand around Johnathon's.
"I would forgive you." said Justin. Johnathon's face became erratic with frustration.
"NO. I refuse to put you through something like that until you tell me you're ready." said Johnathon. "No sooner."
"Yes, I understand that; but in the same essence, I feel that I'm in danger of losing one of the only people that really care about anymore." said Justin. "If this is what it takes to keep you here then I'm prepared for the consequences." said Justin.
"No, I'm not doing that to you. I refuse." said Johnathon.
"But I'm ready though." said Justin, desperately.
"No you're not. I saw you. You had a look of complete dread on your face when you realized why I've been avoiding you for the past couple of months. You even had it when you realized what I was about to do to you just now." said Johnathon, the volume of his voice beginning to elevate.
"But I don't want to lose you! Please, I promise I'll be okay. Just let me do this with you and it'll be okay. I promise." said Justin, tears forming in his eyes. "Please Johnathon! I love you so much! I don't want you to leave me like you've been doing! I don't care what happens, just please, PLEASE! STAY WITH ME!" screamed Justin, lightly pounding his fists on Johnathon's chest as he spat those last few words, before sobbing into his neck. Johnathon wrapped his arms around Justin and kissed him on the cheek, inhaling sharply as the boy's thigh brushed against his groin.
"Please stop Justin." said Johnathon.
"No! Take me! Fuck me hard like you've wanted to. I see it in your eyes, just do it please!" he screamed.
"No." said Johnathon. Justin huffed and intentionally placed his thigh in between Johnathon's legs before planting his teeth on Johnathon's neck. Johnathon winced and inhaled in pain before he clutched Justin's hair and pulled on it, causing him to moan. Justin laughed into Johnathon's neck as he sucked as hard as he could on the flesh, leaving a noticeable red mark when he was finally pried off. Justin smiled evilly as a hand began trailing down to Johnathon's waist. Johnathon caught it and rolled it behind Justin's back, pinning him to the ground next to his shoulder. "I don't want to hurt you babe." said Johnathon.
"Then let me go so we both feel good." said Justin.
"Not if you're acting like this. Babe, I promise we can find another way. Justin please. Don't do this to yourself." begged Johnathon. Justin shifted his head and looked at Johnathon with a want in his eyes.
"I can do this and still be healthy. You just have to keep speaking to me okay?" said Justin.
"How the hell would that even help?" asked Johnathon. Justin wriggled his way out of Johnathon's grip and sat up and stretched.
"Because, if I always hear your voice, then the memories go away, and I can more easily focus on the here and now." said Justin. Johnathon was about to speak but was silenced when Justin placed a finger on his lips. "I've deprived you for long enough babe, and I'm not going to take no for an answer. I trust you. I told you that on day one. Now please, just trust me when I say that I promise, I will be fine, as long as I hear your voice." said Justin, now smiling warmly before bending down and brushing his lips against Johnathon's. Johnathon nodded and closed the gap between them, giving the two a much warmer and loving kiss as they both began to moan and giggle into each other's mouths. Johnathon ran his hands up Justin's back and soothingly messaged every muscle there. Justin inhaled through his nose sharply and deeply as Johnathon began releasing tremendous amounts of tension that was built up in the boy's neck as well. When they finally parted, they laughed and touched noses and foreheads this time.
"I love you." said Johnathon.
"I love you too." said Justin, pecking Johnathon on the lips before kissing him on the hickey that he'd just given his boyfriend. Johnathon moaned and grabbed a fistful of Justin's hair again, but pulling much more gently this time. Justin came back up and kissed Johnathon on the lips as he sat up and Johnathon stood up. Justin wrapped his legs around Johnathon's waist and his arms around Johnathon's chest.
"We gonna do this inside?" asked Justin. A clap of thunder was heard and the skies opened up and the two of them were drenched in seconds. Johnathon cursed and ran up front, covering the meat in a tarp and running back inside. Justin was already out of his shirt and his studded belt was unbuckled and his jeans unzipped and unbuttoned. He sat on the ratty couch, that he and Johnathon found and put in the house, with his legs splayed open. Johnathon came into the house, his hair matted to his head. He jerked his head left and right like a dog and decorated the floor around him with water and then noticed Justin, who was smiling at him, beckoning him to come over.
With one last sigh of regret, Johnathon paced over to Justin with his tail between his legs. If this makes him happy then fine. But I don't want to see the business end of a bad mistake. thought Johnathon. He sat down on the couch and Justin casually crawled into his arms and kissed him openly on the lips. They moaned into each other's mouths as Johnathon fell back and onto the seat of the couch and raked his nails up and down Justin's back. They parted and Justin sighed as Johnathon came up and planted his lips onto his neck. His hands shot to the back of Johnathon's head as he felt the presence of teeth and biting in combination of Johnathon's warm tongue on his neck as well.
"Oh my god, that feels so good." said Justin. Johnathon giggled and sucked hard on the pale flesh of Justin's neck as his hand drifted down and tweaked one of his perked nipples. Justin moaned and nuzzled his face into Johnathon's cheek when he finally stopped biting his neck. Johnathon began twisting a bit harder, casing Justin's back to arch up and a noticeable bulge form in his legs. Johnathon let go of his boyfriend's neck and kissed a trail down Justin's chest and wrapped his lips around the nipple that he was twisting. Justin moaned as he felt Johnathon's hand drifting down his stomach and rubbing the growing bulge between his legs. "Hahh-hh-ha-hh!" said Justin in ecstasy as Johnathon lightly rubbed Justin's groin before unbuttoning his skinny jeans.
Thunder lightly rumbled outside and the rain sounded like a torrential downpour as they hit the palm trees. Johnathon unzipped the fly on Justin's jeans and lightly nipped at the moderately sized member that was pinned to its side in Justin's electric green briefs. He slowly ran his hands along it and kissed it along its side before Justin's moans caused him to go back up and plant his lips on the emo's. Justin's hands slid down Johnathon's sides and unbutton his jeans and slide them down Johnathon's legs. Johnathon giggled when he saw Justin's face, which wasn't able to take his eyes away from Johnathon's groin. Johnathon giggled and got out of his jeans, a pair of black boxer briefs and a small pair of electric green briefs being the only two pieces of cloth between the two of them. Justin crawled on top of Johnathon and licked a trail down his front, tracing every single tones muscle with the tip of his tongue. Johnathon's hand gently caressed the back of Justin's head as the boy pulled the waist band down and devoured Johnathon's length.
Johnathon audibly moaned and jumped as he felt the warmth of Justin's mouth surround him. Justin kept his cool and deepthroated Johnathon immediately, swallowing and squeezing Johnathon's length and causing him to buck his hips into Justin's mouth. Justin gagged and kept his boyfriend's hips down with a remarkable strength and then bobbed his head up and down with a large amount of speed. Johnathon moaned very loudly and began to breath harder as his heart rate kept increasing. His hand grasped Justin's hair and his back became arched as Justin slipped his mouth to only the top portion and wrapped his hand around the bottom half of Johnathon's length and pumped it wildly.
"Oh god Justin. Keep going, I'm so fucking close babe." shouted Johnathon. Justin began tasting immense amounts of precum as he felt one of Johnathon's legs wrap around the back of his chest. Justin wrapped his arms around Johnathon's invading leg and sucked on the head and popping it out of his mouth, sliding his hand up and using his thumb and rubbing it all over. Justin then bent down and kissed the tip before swirling his tongue all over it and Johnathon's shouts filled the room. "Oh god, Justin, I'm-" Johnathon didn't even get the chance to finish before he came hard all over Justin's face, getting his seed on his cheeks, mouth, eyes and even into his hair. Justin did nothing but smile and open his eyes as he reached up and wiped each individual rope off of his face with his index finger and pop the joint into his mouth, sucking it clean.
Johnathon saw that Justin was purely content with swirling it all around in his mouth, clearly savoring the taste before swallowing and opening his mouth and rolling his tongue out to make sure that Johnathon saw nothing left in his mouth. for the amounts in his hair, he quickly ran outside and stuck his head in the rain and scrubbing it clean before running back in and using his shirt to dry off. A large blush drew across the top half of Johnathon's face, his length already hard again. Justin giggled and pulled his shirt away from his head and padded his bare feet back over to Johnathon, getting on his knees on the couch and laying on top of Johnathon again, feeling his boyfriend's length between his globes.
Johnathon kissed Justin on the cheek before pulling Justin up even farther so that his face was inches away from Justin's groin. Justin's eyes narrowed as Johnathon pulled the front of his briefs down and began stroking Justin's member. Justin threw his head back and moaned before looking back down and seeing Johnathon staring at it hesitantly. Giggling, Justin guided Johnathon's eyes to his and they both flicked their hair out of their faces.
"You don't have to do it if you don't want to." said Justin, biting his bottom lip and thrusting his hips into Johnathon's hand. Johnathon shook his head and placed the head of Justin's length in his mouth and sucked on it as hard as he could. Both of Justin's hands shot to Johnathon's head and gripped a handful of hair and his face carried a look of shock before drifting into lust. Johnathon's hand snaked around and began pulling the back of Justin's briefs down and groping his bare ass. Johnathon slowly began bobbing his head back and forth as he brushed Justin's entrance with his thumb. Justin's eyes rolled upward and his mouth fell open and drool poured from his lips as he began to lightly thrust into Johnathon's mouth and out to feel more of Johnathon's thumb.
Both of their bodies were now forming a thin layer of sweat all over as the heat of the moment and pure animalistic instincts began to take over for the both of them. Justin's teeth now came together and he breathed heavily through them as he thrusted hard into Johnathon's mouth. The perspiration on his body was beginning to serve as a minor lube source as Johnathon's thumb slipped into his ass up to the first knuckle and prodded around. Justin squealed with delight and Johnathon removed his thumb and replaced it with both his index and middle fingers. Justin began groaning and thrusting like crazy, and came into Johnathon's mouth without any warning.
Johnathon coughed and spurted Justin's seed out of his mouth and all over his chest. Justin froze and looked down apologetically as Johnathon wiped his mouth clean. He looked up at Justin, clearly irritated and he grabbed the back of Justin's head and forced his mouth onto the portion of his seed on his chest. Justin obediently licked up his mess and sat back on his knees dropping his head and shoulders. His head perked up again however when Johnathon slapped a pair of handcuffs on him and dragged him back to their bedroom. The both of them smiled lewdly as Johnathon threw him onto the bed and pulled his boxer briefs off and tossed them on the floor. Justin, who's hands were cuffed in the front, pulled his own briefs off and tossed them with Johnathon's.
He then shimmed himself back and to the headboard and spread his legs as Johnathon crawled on top of him and took his head and kissed him deeply. They both moaned as their tongues pushed and looped around each other. When they parted, a string of saliva connected both of their lips together. They smiled and giggled as Johnathon got up and walked to the dresser, opening the bottom drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube. He uncapped it and went back to the bed, walking on his knees and pouring a thin trail all over Justin's length, sac and entrance, the coldness of the liquid causing him to squirm and gasp. Johnathon then capped the liquid and messaged the sensitive body parts and causing Justin's handcuffed hands to grip the sheets as he moaned through gritted teeth.
Johnathon finally bent down and kissed Justin on the cheek and placed the head of his length at Justin's entrance. Justin looked up and wrapped his restrained around the back of Johnathon's neck and kissed him passionately before biting down on Johnathon's lips as he thrusted into Justin's ass. Justin let go and gasped deeply, looking into Johnathon's eyes as he felt Johnathon invade his body and slide against his prostate.
"Oh god...come on Johnny...ride me hard." said Justin. Johnathon didn't bother resisting Justin's pleas anymore. He began pumping slowly into him as he felt the cuffs pull him down, the metal digging into his neck and forcing him down into a kiss. Johnathon pumped his hips repeatedly into Justin's and the sound of their bodies clapping together was all that filled the room for a good ten seconds before Justin and Johnathon parted lips and their shouts of pleasure filled the room as Johnathon increased his speed and strength into Justin's ass. They were both sweating and breathing heavily as they wrapped their arms around each other and slamming his hips into Justin's body violently for one last time before cumming into his body as Justin came all over his own torso.
He collapsed on top of Justin, reaching over and grabbing a key on the night stand and unlocking Justin's hands, which now had noticeable red rings on his wrists. He hugged Johnathon close after he pulled out of him and they rolled over so that he was on top now. Justin giggled as he felt the warm liquid dribbling down his inner thighs and cuddled up to Johnathon, nuzzling his face into his neck. Johnathon hugged him close, as if completely terrified that Justin would disappear if he were to let go.
"Thank you." said Justin, looking at Johnathon with the sleepiest eyes imaginable. Johnathon smiled and kissed Justin their faces not even apart when they both curled up in each other's arms and fell asleep.
O-O, ummm, so...yeah. That's...kinda the end there. So, hope you enjoyed, please read and review, and I hope to see ya next time. ;P
