"Getting tired yet, comrade?"
Krauser's voice was gruff, thick with exhaustion after having been involved in a sparring session with someone he had known for too long of a time – Leon Kennedy.
The sweat had been rolling down his temple for the past hour, his adrenaline rushing when the two met for another oncoming blow, momentarily swiping combat knives. Krauser grinned watching the smaller man buckle from the force of his knee pushing him back by the abdomen, his eyes squeezing shut before he managed to steady himself.
Leon was panting, his cheeks flushed red from the stamina coursing through him at the sight alone was enough for Krauser to want to bend him over the nearest table. But they were too busy at the moment, only a few more long, tedious minutes to go before they would both head home.
Flipping his blade so it landed perfectly in the ground with an audible clink, Leon offered the bigger man a smirk of defiance, wiping a bit of blood away from a tiny nick on his left cheek. "I could go all night if I wanted, you're just going to have to wait until the weekend."
Right. He had almost forgot about the upcoming drills they were assigned to look over at the behest of the president, though Krauser could honestly care less about it.
He had better things on his mind until that weekend came and more importantly, as he lowered his gaze across Leon's tight pants, had better things he could hopefully do. He had no idea what the two of them were becoming truth be told – Leon was smaller than him but still adrenaline and strength through the form of martial arts – something that riled him up on the inside.
The two sparred together like this whenever they had the free time, often practicing with knives, something similar to the fight they had when he was being manipulated by Saddler.
Krauser couldn't feel more grateful that his body had rejected the dominant plaga, knowing that his life and the fact that he was still breathing let alone walking was due to Leon and the president's aid but, he was still stubborn. His personality, tense attitude and little to no regard for anyone but himself hadn't changed, fortunately enough for President Graham to help him recover. He had nerve damage in his arm unfortunately, making it slightly difficult but he was still able to do regular things, including lifting weights.
Things were looking up in his favor and honestly – he was more interested in Leon than anything else.
There had been something, no matter how small, between the both of them during their training and eventual mission in South America. Krauser had grown to respect and even admire Leon, curiously wondering if anything was going to be done about the obvious but belligerent tension between them. This seemed to be his chance, as the smaller male was cleaning any sweat from his brow with a towel, the small cut on his cheek only beading with a bit of blood now.
He looked so ripe, so tempting.
Krauser shifted his blade back into the sheath, removing his fingerless gloves so he could crack his knuckles evenly. He could feel his clothes sticking to his chest and back from the sweat involved, the tight, almost polyester fabric clinging to his biceps attractively.
Leon looked about the same, except his hair was a bit fluffed and the black sparring shirt hugged his lower stomach more, outlining how taught and toned he was underneath layers.
"Being a tease, huh comrade? I guess you didn't learn your lesson the last time." Leon's cheeks puffed out somewhat at the remark but still let a small smile slide onto his lips. His lips, looking so pink and plump, were taking all of Krauser's attention even when he was in the middle of talking.
"You must love bringing up the past, Krauser. I thought we were past all of that? Or are you still trying to work some of those anger issues out of your system? Because you're going to have to work harder than that if you want me to learn my lesson." Leon had gotten bolder it seemed but there was still a hint of pink dusting his cheeks, feeling a bit of embarrassment that he would say that out loud – where anyone could hear him.
Krauser made a small 'tsk' sound and after setting his gloves and weapons harness into his open locker, he adjusted the dark blue beret on his head before approaching the smaller man. Leon expected this but still let out a small, almost silent gasp when rough hands steadied on his hips and without much trouble, pulled him back against a hard chest – one powerful arm around his abdomen and the other reaching to grip his chin.
"You have a big mouth, you know that? What's it going to take for me to plug it for you?" Krauser's voice was deep, rich like chocolate and that had Leon practically melting back against the chest pressing into his shoulders, feeling how strong they were.
Leon shifted into the arms holding him captive, letting out a small smile as the hand gripping his chin forced him to look into cold, chilling blue eyes.
The long, jagged scars running down Krauser's otherwise handsome face meant nothing to him, they only added to the allure and it only made him want to see where this would lead. He was never the type to instigate something like this – but he saw this as a perfect opportunity to get the bigger man going and just hoping he would take the initiative – which he did and it made his heart race. Confused feelings be damned.
"I – I can think of a few things but Krauser, maybe we should – " Whatever he wanted to say ended with a sharp gasp once the larger man tightened his arm around his waist this time, adjusting their bodies so he was brushing up against his ass through his pants snugly. Leon almost saw stars at the feeling, already getting a mental image of how big he was, how he would feel inside of him.
A low chuckle in his ear made a soft moan leave his lips. "Don't you get all demure on me now, I thought we were going to have some fun? Or are you too scared to talk back now, huh sweetheart?" The taunting but flirtatious remark had Leon again squirming against the powerful arms holding him captive, his blood rushing as he got a little hotter.
"We can't do this here – I know you'd probably like too but I'm renting a room a few blocks down due to the housing placements. Wouldn't you rather be with me where no one could see? I know what's what you want." Leon mouthed into the two fingers sliding across his lips, smiling against the rough digits before kissing them gently.
Snorting, Krauser begrudgingly let the smaller man go and turned back to his locker so he could retrieve his essentials.
"That so?" He commented casually, making sure he had his keys and wallet as Leon held the door open for him so they could exit the sparring hall together. "Don't say things you don't mean, I could make it either the worst or best night of your life depending on you, small fry."
Leon felt himself bristling at the haughty remarks, cheeks warming but he reminded himself that Krauser had been this way for quite some time and was probably never going to change. Still, he held his chin high and was grateful for the small gust of window outside cooling his face.
Turns out the shorter man was right, it only took them about five minutes to reach the general housing, Krauser snorting as the door was opened, a dim lamp next to the bed lighting the room and small kitchen area. It looked too small, too cramp but it would fit them both. It reminded him of how they stuffed him and other men into rooms with flat cots during his early years of training – something he audibly ticked at because of the annoying memory.
Leon's hair looked slightly tousled from the gentle wind, something Krauser couldn't look away from so he didn't waste any time.
"W-wait!" Leon practically squeaked out in surprise when powerful arms wrapped around his waist from behind and in seconds, he was pressed chest first against the wall near the front door. The heavy weight from behind felt good, his cheeks tinting pink once he realized the comprising position they were in, a heavily scarred forearm curled under his chin. Not enough to apply pressure but enough to keep him still, heart pounding.
Krauser was in his ear, his breath hot against the tender skin. "Now why would I want to do that? You don't think I've been waiting long enough, have you? Watching you walk around in these ridiculously tight clothes, acting so arrogant but I know the real you."
His fingers curled around Leon's chin, making him whimper and close his eyes at the thought of being manhandled against the wall.
"I know, that even after all of this time, you'll still come up short and you know it too. What happened in Spain may have changed you on the outside and President Graham may be grateful but don't forget, I've known you way longer than them, comrade." The mocking tone of his deep, almost raspy voice sent Leon reeling with a mixture of feelings, almost afraid to open his eyes to look at the scarred face in fear of his emotions being laid open.
Krauser was right about some things, that was something Leon had figured out once the two started working together, but how could he have been right about this was beyond him.
Maybe he didn't do a good job of hiding his feelings, maybe that moment the two of them shared back in that sweaty, dark cave exposed his inner turmoil or maybe Krauser was just that perceptive.
He should have stayed silent, should have just accepted that his former close friend and partner had returned from the dead and it could have all been settled –
Fingers tangling in his hair caused him to gasp, eyes snapping open when his head was jerked back slightly, exposing his inner neck. "Don't get lost in your thoughts now, I can see you overthinking like you've always done. Why can't you just admit it? Admit it that you've wanted me for a long time, that you want me to fuck you and that the time we spent in South America was more than business – and you know it was."
Warm lips fleetingly touched his neck but it was enough to pull a throaty whine from Leon, who started shifting backwards into the body behind him. A smug snarl crossed the bigger's man face, paled blue eyes glinting with ferocity before he freed one hand, using it to rub across the crotch of the Leon's fitting pants, getting just the reaction he wanted.
"Krauser – " Leon tried to speak, having trouble due to the rough hand fondling him through his trousers, a red flush coating his cheeks evenly. He already felt his body reacting to the stimulation, sending delicious waves through his already sensitive nerves.
"You want me to fight back but that's the issue you have, you know I won't. You know I'll give into you because… because- " He didn't have to finish before yelping when an arm tightened around his slim waist, hoisting him off his feet with shocking ease.
Apparently, he didn't want to stay against the wall forever and with effortless ability, Krauser maneuvered Leon around until they were chest to chest, face to face while still being held.
Leon's cheeks were dusted a right red, something Krauser grinned at before closing the gap between them for a kiss. Warm lips, slightly chipped but still somehow soft, had no trouble opening his mouth for entry, a wet tongue plunging in after making him keen for more. The arm tightened securely around his waist while the other slid down to grab a tight handful of his butt, squeezing the soft muscle as if it were the last time he would.
Whining into the mouth on his, Leon grabbed the stronger man from his broad, hard shoulders so he could hold onto him tightly. He brushed the dark blue beret off his head, dragging his fingers through locks of almost platinum blonde hair to mess it up. Krauser growled appreciatively, moving around the small room before adjusting his partner again, until he had his legs crossed behind his lower back instead tightly, not intent on letting him go.
Leon loved the easy maneuvering of his body, pulling back so he could pant heavily. "I always knew you were strong but Christ – how do you do that so easily?"
Snorting mildly, Krauser used both hands to grab his butt tighter, loving how the round muscle felt in his large hands. He knew Leon was in shape but that was putting it mildly, how he could be so taught but also soft at the same time was beyond him.
His own body was more rigid and filled with mass, not a soft spot in sight anywhere. He ticked again in annoyance, he needed to stop with the comparisons because they were two completely people, physically and mentally.
"It's not that hard. Maybe you're just small, comrade. Still wet behind the ears?" He chided with a smirk, moving from the plush heaven of Leon's lips so he could find the lobe of his ear. Leon hissed when teeth dug into it, a moan worming it's way out once a hot tongue was added, already making his body tremble, goosebumps running across his skin. He found Krauser's comments scathing but also a bit interesting, wondering if there was any real malice behind them as he kept writhing.
His erection was straining against the fabric of his pants, the position the two were in still letting the bigger man's dense abdomen muscles brush against him.
They had sparred for almost two hours maybe but Krauser still smelled really good – whatever cologne or body wash he used still present on his body and it was already reeling Leon in for more.
"Take jabs at me all you want, but you know I'm not going to fight back –" Leon's voice broke off in a sharp gasp filled with pain when teeth sunk into his neck, marking him most likely. Krauser ran his tongue over the teeth indentations he left in Leon's neck, pleased that his skin was so sensitive, red marks showing up even from a simple love bite.
Satisfied, he moved across what little space the room had until his knees pressed against the edge of the bed.
"That's alright, you don't have to say anything." He suddenly dropped the smaller man onto the mattress, grateful it was a much larger bed than the cots they used to sleep on. "I'm pretty sure I'll get those vocals moving pretty soon, I want to know how whiny you're gonna get."
Leon's breath caught at the words and barely had time to react before a mouth was again on his in seconds, locking him silent with his body weight pinning him to the bed. His mind traveled in the midst of the sensual onslaught, moans being pulled from him as he thought about what was happening – Krauser, who had betrayed his role as an American for money and power, was now holding him against the bed and kissing him with a lot of expertise.
Krauser was being manipulated, that much was true, but how much? What did Saddler do to get him on his side other than money and attempts at brainwash? He was found medically cleared after months of rehabilitation and therapy due to the nerve damage in his arm, whatever traces of Las Plagas were thankfully eradicated but the idea was still gnawing at the back of his mind, trying to warn him that Krauser still couldn't be trusted.
Leon didn't know why, he couldn't understand why his brain was thinking like this at the moment, especially when rough fingers found the waist of his pants.
Snapping back to reality, he pulled away from the mouth on his to breathe, eyes glazed over with need as Krauser successfully opened his bottoms and in seconds, they were off his legs and on the floor somewhere.
A chuckle from Krauser had Leon flushing, knowing he was being eyed up. "Impressive, I was figured you were more fit than you let on. You've always hidden everything under so many layers, especially in South America." There was fondness in his tone and Leon pushed himself upwards with his elbows, blue eyes timid but narrowed.
A small smirk then, trying to calm his nerves.
"Why didn't you do anything back then? We spent a lot of time alone on that trip, hiding in dark caves or camping under large trees so we didn't get cooked. For someone who's so confident and strong," He noticed the way the bigger man's eyes creased in irritation, "You sure spent a lot of time beating around the bush, old friend. Why now? Were you scared all those times before? Were you too scared to get your hands on the man President Graham personally picked -"
Leon couldn't finish when he yelped, strong hands grabbing by the hips before he flipped over onto his stomach, barely having enough time to get on his knees. Krauser was dominant in his approach, curling his fingers into his hip bones to get sharp moans in return, before he grabbed the blonde's shirt so he could ruck it up his back, his toned but fair skin now visible. He wanted to rip his clothes off his body but held back.
"You got a smart mouth, sweetheart. I thought you said you weren't going to talk back? Huh?" Krauser growled, a bit of anger filtering that deep voice but also equally paired with lust. "Keep running that hole of yours because by the time I'm done with you, you'll be nothing but a whimpering, sobbing mess." Leon practically keened hearing that, already almost out of his clothes before pushing back against the larger body.
Krauser smirked, grabbing him by the neck so he could pull him closer, breath hot against his ear as the leaner body trembled against him. "Before I shut you up completely, I want to hear you beg me for it. Beg me for my cock and maybe, just maybe I'll give what you want."
Leon whined lowly, jilting when he fingers found the band of his boxer briefs and tugged them off, now leaving him in his shirt and his shirt only. He would've protested to being half naked but gasped when hands moved to cup his butt tightly, thumbs digging into the flesh, feeling his erection stiffen against the bed sheets.
Krauser spread his cheeks carefully, grinning when the smaller body arched needily into that.
"Well, pretty eager huh?" He mused, running a dry thumb teasingly over the small hole, hoping that his bottle of lubrication was still in his travel bag. Licking his finger for now, he teasingly rubbed over the rippled skin, raising a brow when he got just the reaction he wanted in return, the smaller man already whimpering in return. "Don't worry, I've got just what you need."
Leon wanted to know what he meant by that but before he could ask, he instead yelped highly when a tongue ran over his entrance eagerly, hot and wet. It created a sharp contrast to Krauser's rough hands and in seconds, he was trying to arch his back to feel more of it against him. Chuckling, he controlled his tongue easily by grabbing the blonde's hips tightly, thumbs curling and rubbing into his lower back.
That felt better than it was probably supposed to, his erection throbbing and beginning to moisten as Leon tried to shift back into the mouth working him open, the wet feeling making him gasp out moans.
"Jack, please –" Leon could only muster that through rigged gasps, feeling lust flood his veins at the position and how easily Krauser had managed to get control over him this way.
"Please, you're going to make me come –" And with that, the strong loving his body had been receiving stopped and he was met with a dark, almost humorous laugh in response.
"Already, comrade? But I've barely done anything." Licking across his mouth slowly, Krauser got up from the bed and walked around, Leon panting as he watched him from his position but didn't move, eyes half lidded and his face flushed a dark pink. He eyed him a bit warily, chewing on his bottom lip somewhat as the bigger man dug around through his bag, huffing out a knowing laugh once he found what he was looking for.
"Sorry small fry, I can't wrap it tonight but be thankful I'm prepping you." He was only half serious, joking lightly but in reality, Krauser was really meticulous when it came to his partners. He often carried lubrication around for personal reasons but now that Leon was available, he had something to use it for instead of his own palm.
"Don't come too fast now, you haven't begged me for my cock yet."
Leon huffed out, pressing his flushed face back down into the sheets as he heard rustling before the man finally settled back behind him on his knees.
"Gee, thanks." He murmured before his eyes widened in surprise when hands slid around his hips almost affectionately, thumbs beginning rub soothing circles there. "W-what are you doing? I thought you were going to make me beg?"
Receiving a snarky laugh, Krauser grabbed a handful of soft, tousled blonde hair and pulled on it lightly, pleased when he got a few winces in return.
He leaned down to lick and kiss along the crook of his neck, making Leon moan out lightly in response. "What? You don't think I'm going to take care of you first? Think smarter, I don't want to rip you half… well, maybe in a figure of speech." He got a small impatient whimper in return, Leon trying to look back to meet him but was instead forced back down into the mattress.
"Now shut up and let me finish this, you're not the only one who's getting impatient." Krauser lamented and for emphasis, pressed himself up against his bare ass with friction, letting him feel the hidden erection through the fabric of his pants.
Leon felt his breath leave him a tight rush, the sensation of that covered length, apparently as rigid as he somehow knew it was, being pushed up against his naked skin making his knees almost buckle in.
"Ahh so that's finally gets to shut your trap, huh? Well then this will definitely open it back up for me." Two fingers heavily soaked in lubrication prodded at his inviting entrance, the smaller man belting out when he was finally penetrated. He thought to tell the man he had never done this before, besides over the clothes stuff, but his mind fell empty rather quickly.
He had only kissed one woman on that faithful night, the feeling of her plush lips never leaving his mind but this was an entirely different situation – Krauser wasn't Ada, he was a different entity.
Krauser watched with narrowed, lustful eyes as his fingers eased inside with a bit of resistance, the pink skin stretching evenly to accommodate them.
Leon panted harshly as they plunged in deeper, arching his back more before deciding to try and get on his knees, finally doing so. It allowed those rough, calloused digits to venture in further and brush against his inner walls with precise moments, his head falling back against the sheets as his shoulders grew tense. He wasn't sure what the small coiling was in his lower stomach, feeling heat beginning to slow spread through his nerves every time he was fingered even deeper.
"Come on, open up for me. I know you have it in you." Krauser was teasing him but Leon was going to hold on despite that, fingers tightening in the sheets below him. He couldn't stop the high yell from escaping, however, when fingertips found what he knew was his prostate and bumped against it daringly.
That alone sent sparks of lust through his body, knowing for a fact he could come from that alone if the dripping mess his cock was making was anything to go by, causing wet spots on the fabric below him.
"I can't take this anymore… Jack, please. Please stop teasing me." Leon struggled to speak, his face burning with heat as he tried to speak in coherent sentences.
A palm spread over his lower back, pressing on it but not enough force there to hurt him, the contrast between his heavily scared hand against the almost perfect, smoother skin of the smaller man's. Krauser frowned, wondering if there was ever something to be done about the marks running over half of his body but realized they weren't important, again needing to stop with the comparisons.
Snorting, he scissored his fingers around before settling on a paced, twisting motion that left Leon scrambling, keening desperately for more contact. "Well, I knew I'd have you harping soon but I didn't expect you to beg already, Leon. So eager to have me inside of you, aren't you? Don't worry sweetheart, I'm used to it."
Leon shook his head with a bit of irritation but his overall need to be claimed took over whatever he was going to say next.
Stepping off the bed so he could get his pants unbuttoned, Krauser pulled them off before kicking them aside along with the rest of his clothing but left Leon in his fitting shirt, the site of him naked from the waist down oddly appetizing. His skin was almost tantalizing, sweat shining on his form and the small, beautiful arch of his back reminding him why he was doing this in the first place.
Leon was enthralling, captivating and the urge to claim his body once and for all was beginning to come full force.
He coated himself in a ridiculous mount of lubrication, adding a bit more afterwards just so he had enough, he wasn't into painful sex all of the time and knowing what he did of Leon's way of thinking, going in with barely anything wouldn't have been ideal. Also a small, indescribable part of him liked Leon, more than he would casually admit, so he didn't want to hurt him that way, not when he could do that in many other ways.
"Take it easy for me now, this might hurt." Krauser did warn him but nothing could prepare Leon when he actually felt the large, swollen tip beginning to teasingly rub against his slicked hole.
He held back any embarrassing noises, some of his hair hanging in his glossed over eyes as he kept being teased, the older man apparently getting a kick out of this. He watched the small hole involuntarily clenching as he did, grinning because he started to wonder if Leon had ever really done anything like this before – or if he even kissed anyone before tonight.
It was too late to question that now, Krauser was too focused on getting what he wanted. He used one steely hand to hold Leon by his hip tightly, keeping him in place as he carefully started to sink inside and not even a second later, was biting back his hiss at the warm, welcoming tightness.
Leon belted in open shock though, eyes clenched tightly and his knuckles turning white from gripping the sheets as he tried to accommodate the searing ache of anal penetration, feeling like nothing he had ever felt before.
It almost hurt and he knew that was normal but the burning sensation that came with it made tears sting his eyes, trying to push them back by keeping them tightly closed. Leon wasn't a coward, he never had that belief in himself, so he didn't want to let his former partner know that he couldn't really handle taking him in.
He figured Krauser was big, probably more than most, so that was also a factor for the uncomfortable fit.
Krauser wasn't aware of his inner turmoil however and grunted lowly when he was finally sheathed inside, sure enough that he used enough lube but the tight, constricting walls made it seem like he went in with only saliva.
"Well shit, this ass of yours really is something to take in, Christ. And here I thought all of those scouts back at camp were lying when they said you didn't sleep around, turnabout's fair play after all, comrade."
Leon held in his bite of anger, always hating how some of those people acted. They didn't trust him after the Raccoon City incident, giving him leering stares and often making scathing comments but he always brushed them off, he was a professional and didn't like to gossip. Hearing that Krauser, one of his partners at one point, thought he did sleep around actually kind of hurt but he instead channeled that into anger and pushed him up from the bed.
He slipped his around the man's neck, angling himself the right way so he could pull him in for a kiss, not caring if teeth clashed. Krauser growled lowly into the soft mouth on his, opening his so the smaller man could slip his tongue inside perceptively.
There was no winning battle, letting his mouth being coaxed open for more tongue as he started to move inside of him. Cupping Leon's throat, he held him there in that position before beginning to control the pacing with fast, hard thrusts and before long, he had him already gasping out against the traction.
Leon thought he could see stars, his body bouncing slightly from the sheer power of the other man being in control, cheeks flushing over with a dark red glow. The thick, almost scorching erection pounding hard and finding it's way through his body had him writing, eager to feel it go deeper and not caring about the tinge of pain that came along with it. His cock bobbed in return, pre-come having been dripping and pearling at the slit since the start.
Krauser let his mouth free before biting along his lower lip sharply, knowing from the harsh whine that he got in return that he loved it. He wasn't sure if the copper taste filling his mouth was blood or not but Leon didn't seem to care, as their tongues started rolling together.
Harsh breaths filtered between them and before they knew it, they were completely in sync, powerful thrusting causing tight slippage and the bed creaking from the doubled weight.
Moving from his mouth to the front of his throat, Krauser bit and kissed along the skin before running his free hand over the expanse of the smaller man's toned chest under his shirt, sweeping over his erect nipples before traveling down lower. Leon jilted and groaned in the powerful arms keeping him steady when a hand found his weeping cock, beginning to briskly stroke it, somehow keeping in tune with the frenetic movements.
"Jack –" Leon couldn't believe he managed to say anything at all, the deep thrusting and the sound of skin slapping overtaking his train of thought completely. He couldn't focus, his mind and body clouding his judgement but the building fire forming in his groin let him know the end was near.
He couldn't tell where Krauser was but his cock sliding in and out of him roughly throbbed, setting his insides ablaze that it almost made his body give out right then.
A hand slid around the front of his throat firmly but not enough to cut off his breath, making him inhale sharply as he was given a breathless, greedy laugh close in his ear.
"Gonna finish? Tell me if you are, don't want all of this to go to waste, you know." His hand tightened on his cock, stopping at the pulsating base and Leon whimpered pleadingly, tears burning at the corners of his eyes.
"I – I'm gonna come if you keep it up, I can't hold on – " That was all Leon managed to say in a harsh tone of voice before crying out when the bundle of nerves hidden inside was targeted, being brushed against almost uncaringly. The hand stroking the ever-living life out of his cock had started to move faster, now making him heady when both ends were being given the same amount of dizzying, heady pleasure.
Chuckling darkly, Krauser nipped and scraped his teeth across milky skin, marking it as he set an unrelenting pace, feeling silky fluids coating his hand. That was all the smaller man could take and he finally came with a loud, almost pained cry, spilling hot semen over the fingers working him over dangerously while the cock in his ass didn't slow down one bit.
He didn't stop there, continuously stroking his softening cock until he was sure he was left with nothing left to give, sinking his teeth into a tender spot above his collar bone, Leon tossing his head back from the slight overstimulation. His lungs felt like they were on fire, chest heaving and the muscles in his stomach flexing as Krauser kept pounding into him.
It didn't take long for Krauser to finish with a messy grunt, grabbing him by the back of his neck and shoving him back down to the mattress before Leon felt something hot and sticky flood his insides, that alone making him buckle in on himself, knowing he was being filled completely.
Krauser huffed out haggardly through his own orgasm, watching with narrowing ice eyes as Leon's body took what he gave him almost to perfection, watching his flushed hole tighten around his erection like no other partner ever had. He did realize that he may have gone too hard on him, holding back his flinch at the dark red marks and bruises running over his neck and shoulders but tried to shrug them off.
If Leon wanted this, then he was going to deal with being marked.
Leon couldn't move for a few minutes after that, the previously thick tension hanging in the air somehow melting and despite the awkward position he was in, he didn't feel uncomfortable, instead hissing out lowly when he felt Krauser pull out, feeling wetness drip out of him after.
A thumb gently prodded the area after, making him wince slightly into it, no force behind just fingers running over it almost in a soothing manner. "You might need some ice or pain killers, comrade. I think I might've broken you in a little too deep, heh."
Arrogant bastard. Leon thought lamely to himself and after letting his eyes rest for an extra few minutes, he managed to use whatever strength he had left to roll himself over until he sprawled out on his body, the front of his neck covered in teeth indentation and even more bruising.
"I doubt you care so I'll take care of that myself, thanks. What are you still doing here anyways? Don't you have to be somewhere?" His ruined shirt felt uncomfortable but he dealt with, eyes closed stubbornly with a tight frown.
Krauser almost look startled by the question, having been seated across from the ruined bed on one of the folding chairs, trying to light up a cigarette. "You're a mouthy little shit, I'm going to have to plug that hole if you keep being a brat. I thought you wanted me here?"
Leon refused to respond to him and after kicking away his ruined clothes, he faced away from his former partner, tucking one tired arm underneath his cheek.
Rolling his eyes, Krauser clamped the cigarette between tight lips and stood up, heading over towards the bathroom and quickly got the shower running. Hot water pelted out almost instantly, steaming up the room so he let it run before heading back to the bed, not caring what the smaller blonde would say and scooped him up easily.
"Hey!" Leon startled angrily, his lower black flaring in sharp pain as he was manhandled in unyielding arms, always knowing that Krauser was incredibly strong. It was almost inhuman but even in South Africa, he had witnessed the sheer strength of this man.
"Shut your mouth just this once, okay? I'm not sleeping here covered in sticky shit so you're going to shower with me whether you like it or not." Krauser didn't have to ask, he demanded things naturally and sighing tiredly, Leon let himself be carefully carried into the glass shower stall, a bit unnerved when he was carefully set back down on his feet.
Rough hands yanked his shirt off, carelessly tossing it across the tile floor.
"Now clean your ass up and take some pain killers, would you? I told you I wasn't going to make you bleed but pain after your first time is natural." His face burning hot at the words and wondering how the man even knew he had never done that before, Leon found the calming body wash and began cleaning himself off, knowing the tips of his ears were reddened in embarrassment.
Smirking, Krauser puffed on the cigarette before crushing it out and got into the stall so he could also get himself washed for the night.
"You couldn't hide it from me, you know. I was your partner for two years after all, don't think I forgot everything I knew about you because of what happened with Spain." Trying not to listen to the man, Leon instead focused on washing himself down, trying to be gentle with his backside but managed to do so without causing himself too much pain.
The silence got too much to handle so after washing his hair, he shyly turned around and watching Krauser calmly clean himself, eyes trailing and counting the numerous scars and surgical lines that littered his arm and stomach.
He had more stretching across his powerfully sculpted thighs and calves before he flickered his eyes back up to this face, also lined with a few scars. Leon wondered how the man let himself turn out this way, how he got so heavily scarred over a short period of time but he what he would never tell the man was how attractive it made him really; his marred, tanned skin only looked better covered in what could be described as intricate designs.
Kissing him didn't feel different, it made his own mouth tingle in response despite the jagged thinner lines running over his lips.
Leon looked away that time and after finishing off, he stepped around the other man so he could find a towel and head back towards the bed. The sheets were definitely ruined but could be easily replaced so all he did was toss them into the dirty clothes hamper before settling back into bed. The blanket had escaped damaged thankfully, him sighing comfortingly into the soft fabric as it brushed against his naked skin, somehow more sensitized.
He noticed the shower finally cutting off after what felt like minutes but tried not to pay attention and was almost pulled into the lull of sleep when the bed dipped heavily behind him. The lights were switched off but the hot, larger body sliding up behind him was all he could focus on, Leon huffing out when familiar arms curled around his middle from behind.
"Don't be so tense, you're only going to hurt yourself more. Relax Leon, I'm not going to bite you again, well only if you'd want me to." A calloused thumb ran over the shell of his ear and Leon held in his low shiver.
"Guess you're not wet behind the ears anymore, huh? Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other better but for now, sleep." He couldn't tell if he was imagining things but he hadn't felt this kind of, well, intimacy from Krauser since South Africa and he wasn't sure if he was crying from that or just the situation with Saddler in general, the mutations, the kidnappings, the fight over said kidnapping and now the sex the two just had.
Tears slowly ran down his flushed cheeks but they were quiet cries, Leon holding it all in because that was what he was always good at but Krauser was always better, smarter and he didn't hesitate to carefully swipe them away with his fingers. For the first time that night, and probably in a really long time, he didn't say anything and kept sweeping the tears away before they stopped.
Leon stayed quiet in the darkness before he sighed lowly once he got himself under control, not even understanding why he was crying. He had missed this, he knew that for sure, and he hated knowing that his once close friend and partner had been reduced to being manipulated and controlled, possibly used for experiments and such. He wouldn't be able to forget Spain for the longest time but strangely, having Krauser home and safe was something that relieved some of those nightmarish thoughts.
He couldn't be sure what was going to happen tomorrow or even the following week but Krauser was with him now, back home where he belonged despite all that happened. Covered in scars and obvious places where he had gotten surgery to help remove the parasitic infection from him completely - it was almost a miracle that President Graham had wanted to do this.
Leon felt the powerful heartbeat against his shoulder blades throughout the night, knowing the larger man had fallen asleep. He knew tonight was going to happen regardless, left over tension from the times they spent together overseas and even back to when they were first introduced to one another but that was the past and this was the present.
Exhaling calmly, he shifted back into the hardened body still close behind him, oddly feeling comfortable in the presence of the other man.
He didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing but tomorrow would bring new things. Leon fell asleep not long after getting these thoughts under control, realizing that he would have to wait and pan things out, hoping they would be for the better.