Possibilities
by mardel
rated R
He lay there eyes closed but wide awake.
It was weeks, since he'd slept well. Dreams had been disturbing his
sleep at first
and now he was afraid to go to sleep. Afraid he'd dream again.
Not that they were bad dreams exactly. But they were dreams that he
didn't want
to have. He'd been fighting so hard to keep those feelings hidden. He
knew
that he shouldn't be attracted to the person he was dreaming about.
Knew that
the object of his lust would be appalled to learn of his feelings.
But he couldn't keep his subconscious from building on those feelings
when
he was sleeping. He was just afraid if the dreams kept happening he'd
slip
up during the day and let Robert know he wanted him.
Part of the feelings he was having were due to the close proximity
he'd been
in with both Darien and Robert. He envied their closer relationship.
He'd once
thought he could be a true field agent. But his talents lay in more
intellectual
areas of spy craft. Not that sharing Darien's training classes
weren't teaching him
many talents. He just didn't seem to have a true knack for martial
arts or weapons.
One might think of the two men, Darien would be the obvious one for
him to
be attracted to. Darien was young and handsome. Where as Robert was
more mature with character. Both of them had physical attributes to
admire.
He just found Robert's compact muscular build combined with his
attitude and
voice to be a huge turn on.
Albert sighed and turned onto his side. At least he didn't have to
share a room
with anyone during this intense training. If he had to sleep in the
same room
with one of them, he was sure he'd lose all control.
Just that afternoon Robert had given them both a lesson in self
defense. He'd
worked out for nearly and hour and the day was getting warmer. Darien
was
wearing a t-shirt as always and his build was noticeable with the
shirt clinging
to his well defined chest. But Albert had been struck speechless at
the sight
of Robert with his shirt off. One could guess at the details of his
build by the
width of his shoulders and glimpses of corded forearms. So when
Robert had
stripped off his shirt, to reveal a well muscled upper body. He
couldn't tear
his eyes away. They were supposed to be observing the demonstration
of Ha Keto
so no one noticed he was starting.
"You got that Eberts?" Robert had questioned him.
"What? Oh I'm sorry what did you say?" Albert pulled himself back to
the training.
"I said do you think you can try this move with Fawkes. You need to
practice."
Hobbes said frowning.
"Yes, I'll try." Eberts moved to a position across from Darien and
they attempted to
repeat the sequence of moves they had just observed.
Darien had no trouble duplicating the Ha Keto moves and Eberts was
soon laying
on his back on the mates with Darien's knee in his chest.
"You okay Ebes?" Darien noticed his training partner was distracted.
He just wasn't
sure what was causing his lack of concentration.
"Yes, I'm fine." Eberts lied. Darien helped him to his feet.
"Alright good that was good. Now Eberts you do that to Fawkes this
time."
Bobby instructed.
Albert did do his best to preform the required move on Darien and
even with
Darien letting him, it was not a very convincing self defense
maneuver.
"No, that isn't right. Let me show you." Robert had moved in to take
Darien's
place placing one hand on Albert's shoulder and one on his forearm
then he
moved in close to show Albert how to gain leverage of throw your
opponent.
Albert had to force himself to focus on Robert's instructions and not
panic.
But the up close view of his chest nearly made him swoon.
"I don't think I can do it right." Albert confessed.
"Sure you can, it's just a matter of practice and concentration."
Robert assured him.
"If Fawkes can do it you sure can."
"Hey." Darien protested.
"Agent Hobbes there is a urgent phone call for you." One of the
training instructors
interrupted their lesson.
"You two practice and I'll be back in a minute." Robert went out to
the phone in
the office in the locker room.
Albert had practiced, but he feared he would never come close to the
level of
skill they expected of him. He was more fit than he could remember
being since
his high school days. But he just wasn't physically suited for strong
arm skills.
Albert knew he had a tendency towards men. He'd only experienced a
relationship
with a man for a brief time in college. Since then he'd tried to
focus on his career
with the government. But now images of Robert Hobbes haunted him.
Acting on his attraction would be suicide, or close to it. He saw no
inkling in Robert's
behavior that he would even consider a relationship with a man. And
if he by some
miracle he might consider such a relationship, Albert was sure he
would not be that
person Robert would want to pursue it with. He sighed again and
closed his eyes.
He was exhausted, he needed to sleep. He just hoped he wouldn't dream
for once.
"You know Ebes stranger things have happened." Darien told him as
they were warming up for their next martial arts class.
"Darien you can't be serious?" Albert looked up from his stretching
against the bench.
"Think about it, how many professional athletes swing that way? Some
of the most
charismatic men in history are supposed to have been queer." Darien
pointed out.
"Do you think it's possible?"
"What about all the actors no one ever believed were? A lot of them
were the same
type as Hobbes. A little rough around the edges, but very good at men
stuff like
fighting, sports and pardon the comparison hunting." Darien added.
"I know but, have you ever gotten that vibe about him?" Albert asked
standing.
"The feeling I get about Bobby is that he cares to much. He'd been
hurt to much.
He pretends that he is a life hardened guy that can take care of
himself. But he's
not made of stone. I got close to him quicker than I did with anyone
I've ever known."
Darien paused.
Albert wondered for a second if Darien had said more than he'd meant
to.
"Bobby would rather put himself in danger than let anyone else take
the risk.
I never would have made it this far with out him." Darien confessed.
"It sounds like you are trying to convince me that he's worth taking
a chance on."
Albert was confused now. Could Darien have the same feelings for
Bobby that
he did? If he did why was he encouraging me?
"No, you already know he is, you've known him longer than I have. I
wish Bobby
had someone, you know. He's life has been hard up until now." Darien
shrugged.
"Alright guys it's time to get to work." Hobbes entered the gym and
clapped his
hands.
Later in the locker room Albert was finished getting dressed, he was
just tying
his shoes when Darien waved to him.
"See you later I have to go take my written test in Computer
Science."
"Good luck, you'll do fine." Albert encouraged him.
A minute later as he was securing his stuff in the locker.
"Eberts can I talk to you for a minute?" Robert was standing at the
end of the isle.
"Yes, did I neglect to preform satisfactorily this afternoon?" Albert
asked, turning
to look at his trainer.
"No, you're making improvement. I wanted to talk to you about
something personal."
He said shifting his weight like he wasn't sure how to say what was
troubling him.
"Yes, can I help in some way?" Albert was concerned.
" That kind of depends, see I've been getting this feeling the past
few days."
He started to say.
Oh, no he noticed my behavior. He'd going to tell me to stop acting
like a jerk.
Albert panicked talking to himself in his mind.
"There is no way to say this with out just getting to the point I
guess." Bobby said
then paused. "Are you seeing anyone?" He asked making eye contact
with Albert.
Holy shit! Is that a question or an offer?
"No, I'm not seeing anyone. Why do you ask?" Albert replied as calmly
as he could.
"Would you want to come get a drink with me?" Hobbes asked a slight
smile on his
lips. "I know a quiet place not far from here."
"That would be nice." Albert smiled in return.
Robert drove them to a bar a few miles from the training center. It
was dark and
cool inside with tall booths, dark wood and privacy.
Once their drinks were delivered Robert took a sip of his scotch.
Then met Albert's
gaze. "I'm taking a chance here so if you aren't interested just say
so. We can
still work together and I won't ever approach you again."
"I'm sorry interested how?" Albert had to be sure he wasn't just
hearing what
he wanted to hear.
"Damn, you're making me do it the hard way. Okay, I've had a feeling
lately that
there is some attraction between us. Do you want to find out if it's
the real thing?"
Bobby s gaze went dark, almost smoldering.
"Yes, if you aren't just pulling some kind of trick on me." Albert
swallowed.
"Trick, no I wouldn't do that to one of my friends."
"Did Darien say something to you?" Albert asked.
"Fawkes no, why, would you ask me that?" Robert took another sip of
his drink.
"Just something we were talking about before." Albert lifted his beer
for a drink.
"So, you ready?" Hobbes downed the last of his scotch and arched an
eyebrow
at Albert.
"Yes, ready as I'll ever be." He followed Robert to the door.
Once they reached his place, Albert became nervous. His lack of
experience in
a relationship of any kind was making him panic a little. Not that he
didn't trust
Robert, he desperately want to please him and wasn't sure he would.
"You're not scared are you?" Bobby faced his guest once he'd locked
the door.
"I am a little." Albert admitted.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, I won't hurt you. I won't force
you. We stop now
if you aren't sure you want to be here." He offered.
"I want to, it just that I'm....."
Bobby moved a step closer, "Want me to start?" He lifted a hand to
Albert's shoulder
and smoothed it over to his neck stroking his thumb along his jaw.
Bobby saw the
tremble in Albert's frame, it was nerves more than anything. He knew
the feeling.
"I'll go slow, there's no rush."
Albert felt like he was going to faint for a second. But he couldn't
Robert would
think he was a impossibly nievvee fool if he fainted. "Robert what is
it that you
like for your partner to do?"
"Relax, let things happen."
"I mean preform, submit or something else?" Albert gasped when Bobby
placed
a kiss on the underside of his chin.
"You want to know all the details before we get there?"
Bobby shrugged off his jacket, and helped Albert remove his blazer.
" I just don't want to disappoint you......"
"Shh, less talk, more touching." Hobbes was studying him closely one
hand
caressing over his shoulders.
Albert inhaled deeply, when a hand trailed down his spine then
skimmed over his
buttocks. Bobby made the full circle around him complete with another
kiss this
one on his mouth.
"I'm starting to think you don't like me here, Ebes." Bobby
encouraged.
Albert lifted a hand to Robert's back stroking the muscles from neck
to waist.
Bobby ummed in response, and moved in closer, allowing Albert to feel
the
pressure of his arousal against his leg. Then deepening the kiss
wanting a
reaction from the younger man.
Albert reacted, by welcoming him and dissolving into a pliant
worshiping heap.
"Easy, easy this is more than you were ready for." Bobby backed off a
little.
"Maybe you need to sit down." He guided Albert to the sofa.
"Okay take a deep breath. Now tell me what this reaction is all
about? This isn't
your first time is it?" Bobby asked.
Albert shook his head no. He closed his eyes for a second then opened
them
and looked into Robert's dark eyes.
"I've wanted this for so long. Now that it's happening....."
"Oh....." Bobby smiled, "That's flattering Ebes, I don't think I can
remember
the last time I was the object of someone's desire."
Albert blushed, but nodded.
"You tell me what you want to happen tonight?" Robert asked sitting
back arms
spread wide along the back of the sofa.
" I want to give you pleasure." Albert whispered.
"Don't you want something for yourself?" Bobby asked expecting there
had to
be more to his dream'.
"Being with you is all I want." Albert turned to face him.
"If I only want oral attention from you that's fine?"
Albert nodded.
"If you finish me and that's all, you'll be satisfied with nothing
else?"
Albert nodded again.
"I'd never do that to anyone I cared for Ebes." Bobby shifted his
position to leaning
forward, elbows on knees.
"You care for me?" Eberts asked softly.
"I like you, I care about you. I won't hurt your feelings on purpose.
But this
sounds one sided to me. If you won't tell me what you expect from me,
then I don't
think there is going to be anything between us." Robert warned him.
"I never dreamed it was possible. But if I must confess my desire, it
would be
as your total partner."
"You think I'm the aggressive conquering type then?" He shook his
head. Always
they expected him to be the boss.
"Aren't you?" Albert was worried he said something wrong.
"I can be." Bobby sighed. One day he'd find the partner he truly
could be equals
with, one that would share the burdens. Someone he could surrender to
when he
needed to regain his strength.
"I've dissappointed you already, haven't I?" Albert felt he had said
something wrong.
"No, you're just being truthful." I just hoped for more complexity
from you Ebes.
Bobby stood up. "Do you want to come into the bedroom with me?"
Albert nodded.
Bobby gave Albert a night he won't ever forget. Provided pleasure
he'd not
experienced before. Albert hoped he'd had given Robert some pleasure
as
well. He had dozed off sometime past two. When he woke up he was
alone and there was a note and a set of keys.
Meet you at the Center. Take my car. RH
Albert hadn't expected confessions of affection. Not written down.
While his feeling for Robert bordered on adoration. Robert clearly
saw it more
a sharing a good time with a friend.
Albert though it all over again on his drive to the Center. He
couldn't change who
he was. Robert needed a stronger personality to balance his own. He
also
seemed to need a partner as physically strong. The person he needed
to make
him complete was an equal, not a subordinate.
Albert was almost sure he knew exactly who that person was. He would
have
to make sure before encouraging them into each others arms.
"Hey, man you look worn out, what have you been up to?" Darien was
only
teasing. He had no idea the two had left together.
Albert smiled and motioned for Darien to wait for him.
"Oh, you won't believe me if I told you. But I need to talk to you
after class.
Meet me outside the main building at three."
"Yeah, okay. See you in class." Darien shrugged. Albert rushed off to
collect his
training manual and notebook.
Robert was teaching a class later that afternoon when he remembered
he had
to get his car keys back from Eberts. He smiled. They had enjoyed the
evening
once they had gotten past that first nervous attack.
"Yoa, Eberts." Darien waved him over.
"I need to talk to you privately."Albert came straight to the point.
"Okay sure. Over here." Darien lead him to a bench under a group of
trees.
"You remember our discussion about Robert the other day?"
"Yeah, why did you give it a shot?"
"No, but he kind of did."
"You're kidding?" Darien looked shocked and interested.
" I'm not kidding. It was amazing but I'm not who he needs."
"How do you know that already?" Darien sounded wounded on his
partners behalf.
"You misunderstand me, I'd love to be who he needed, I'm just not."
"Oh," Darien nodded.
"Did you ever lean that way?" Albert hoped he wasn't pushing to much.
"Oh I've more than leaned, but being partners and partners would
probably be
to much for him. Look what happened when his ex jumped ship?" Darien
stated.
"That was before this is now. Robert is stronger now, he's on
medication.
He probably always needed it and was never correctly diagnosed. He
needs
someone strong Darien." Albert told him.
"No, I'd make him worse not better." Darien argued.
"Why do you think that? He couldn't possibly care more for you than
he does now.
I was so blind with my own feelings, I couldn't see the truth. Darien
you adore him
as much if not more than I do."
"That doesn't mean he'll go for it."
"He will. The way he looks at you when you're in pain from the
counteragent.
When you're grieving for Kevin. He'd do anything to take that pain on
for you."
Eberts explained.
"I can't risk it." Darien looked up, his eyes damp with tears.
"There is no risk. I'm sure he'd jump at the chance to be with you."
Albert urged.
"Then why hasn't he made me an offer?" Darien choked out.
"Because he's insecure enough about himself to believe you'd turn him
down."
Albert explained.
"Bobby isn't insecure in the romance department. He has
relationships."
"Those are flings, not attachment. Have you looked at yourself in a
mirror
before Darien? You are to say the least a girl or guys dream come
true."
Albert advised him.
"I"m not, or I won't have gone this long without getting any." Darien
protested.
"I'll ignore that because for 18 months you've kind of been off the
market due
to that gland in your head."
"Yeah, but Bobby know me better than that, I wouldn't refuse him."
Darien
argued, "He saved my life twice at least."
"He doesn't want you because he saved your hide. He wants you because
you want him. Nothing else will satisfy him."
"You sure became an expert all of the sudden."
"I'm a quick study. If you don't approach him about this.... you'll
regret it for
the rest of your life." Eberts warned.
"That good was he?" Darien chuckled, impressed.
"Yeah, but with you there won't be words to describe ...." Albert
smiled.
Half and hour later.
"Hobbes you got a minute?" Darien walked into the small office his
partner
was using at the training center.
"Sure how did the test go?" Bobby looked up from the computer screen
he was
working at, to greet Darien.
"I think I aced it. But it's not about training." Darien closed the
door then sat
down in the only other chair in the room.
"Talk to me." Bobby was on guard already.
Darien met his partner's dark gaze, swallowed. " I'm going to kill
Eberts if
this is all just crap.' He said under his breath.
"Bobby, is there any chance..... I mean would you...." Darien stalled
twice.
"What's that matter?" Hobbes was worried not that Darien needed
something
he had somehow missed. His eyes weren't red, Claire had cured him.
Darien exhaled, reached to take Bobby's hand. Hobbes almost pulled
back
he couldn't let Fawkes touch him when his heart was racing like it
was. But
he allowed his hand to be clasped. Darien pressed Bobby's hand to his
chest, over his heart. It was beating faster than his.
"Crap Bobby if you don't kiss me I'm going to explode." Darien locked
his
gaze with the intense dark lust he saw in Hobbes's eyes.
"Don't scare me like that." Bobby warned before capturing his mouth
for
a long deep kiss.
"Thank God." Darien smiled. "Come here." He pulled Bobby of his chair
and
half into his lap.
end
by mardel
rated R
He lay there eyes closed but wide awake.
It was weeks, since he'd slept well. Dreams had been disturbing his
sleep at first
and now he was afraid to go to sleep. Afraid he'd dream again.
Not that they were bad dreams exactly. But they were dreams that he
didn't want
to have. He'd been fighting so hard to keep those feelings hidden. He
knew
that he shouldn't be attracted to the person he was dreaming about.
Knew that
the object of his lust would be appalled to learn of his feelings.
But he couldn't keep his subconscious from building on those feelings
when
he was sleeping. He was just afraid if the dreams kept happening he'd
slip
up during the day and let Robert know he wanted him.
Part of the feelings he was having were due to the close proximity
he'd been
in with both Darien and Robert. He envied their closer relationship.
He'd once
thought he could be a true field agent. But his talents lay in more
intellectual
areas of spy craft. Not that sharing Darien's training classes
weren't teaching him
many talents. He just didn't seem to have a true knack for martial
arts or weapons.
One might think of the two men, Darien would be the obvious one for
him to
be attracted to. Darien was young and handsome. Where as Robert was
more mature with character. Both of them had physical attributes to
admire.
He just found Robert's compact muscular build combined with his
attitude and
voice to be a huge turn on.
Albert sighed and turned onto his side. At least he didn't have to
share a room
with anyone during this intense training. If he had to sleep in the
same room
with one of them, he was sure he'd lose all control.
Just that afternoon Robert had given them both a lesson in self
defense. He'd
worked out for nearly and hour and the day was getting warmer. Darien
was
wearing a t-shirt as always and his build was noticeable with the
shirt clinging
to his well defined chest. But Albert had been struck speechless at
the sight
of Robert with his shirt off. One could guess at the details of his
build by the
width of his shoulders and glimpses of corded forearms. So when
Robert had
stripped off his shirt, to reveal a well muscled upper body. He
couldn't tear
his eyes away. They were supposed to be observing the demonstration
of Ha Keto
so no one noticed he was starting.
"You got that Eberts?" Robert had questioned him.
"What? Oh I'm sorry what did you say?" Albert pulled himself back to
the training.
"I said do you think you can try this move with Fawkes. You need to
practice."
Hobbes said frowning.
"Yes, I'll try." Eberts moved to a position across from Darien and
they attempted to
repeat the sequence of moves they had just observed.
Darien had no trouble duplicating the Ha Keto moves and Eberts was
soon laying
on his back on the mates with Darien's knee in his chest.
"You okay Ebes?" Darien noticed his training partner was distracted.
He just wasn't
sure what was causing his lack of concentration.
"Yes, I'm fine." Eberts lied. Darien helped him to his feet.
"Alright good that was good. Now Eberts you do that to Fawkes this
time."
Bobby instructed.
Albert did do his best to preform the required move on Darien and
even with
Darien letting him, it was not a very convincing self defense
maneuver.
"No, that isn't right. Let me show you." Robert had moved in to take
Darien's
place placing one hand on Albert's shoulder and one on his forearm
then he
moved in close to show Albert how to gain leverage of throw your
opponent.
Albert had to force himself to focus on Robert's instructions and not
panic.
But the up close view of his chest nearly made him swoon.
"I don't think I can do it right." Albert confessed.
"Sure you can, it's just a matter of practice and concentration."
Robert assured him.
"If Fawkes can do it you sure can."
"Hey." Darien protested.
"Agent Hobbes there is a urgent phone call for you." One of the
training instructors
interrupted their lesson.
"You two practice and I'll be back in a minute." Robert went out to
the phone in
the office in the locker room.
Albert had practiced, but he feared he would never come close to the
level of
skill they expected of him. He was more fit than he could remember
being since
his high school days. But he just wasn't physically suited for strong
arm skills.
Albert knew he had a tendency towards men. He'd only experienced a
relationship
with a man for a brief time in college. Since then he'd tried to
focus on his career
with the government. But now images of Robert Hobbes haunted him.
Acting on his attraction would be suicide, or close to it. He saw no
inkling in Robert's
behavior that he would even consider a relationship with a man. And
if he by some
miracle he might consider such a relationship, Albert was sure he
would not be that
person Robert would want to pursue it with. He sighed again and
closed his eyes.
He was exhausted, he needed to sleep. He just hoped he wouldn't dream
for once.
"You know Ebes stranger things have happened." Darien told him as
they were warming up for their next martial arts class.
"Darien you can't be serious?" Albert looked up from his stretching
against the bench.
"Think about it, how many professional athletes swing that way? Some
of the most
charismatic men in history are supposed to have been queer." Darien
pointed out.
"Do you think it's possible?"
"What about all the actors no one ever believed were? A lot of them
were the same
type as Hobbes. A little rough around the edges, but very good at men
stuff like
fighting, sports and pardon the comparison hunting." Darien added.
"I know but, have you ever gotten that vibe about him?" Albert asked
standing.
"The feeling I get about Bobby is that he cares to much. He'd been
hurt to much.
He pretends that he is a life hardened guy that can take care of
himself. But he's
not made of stone. I got close to him quicker than I did with anyone
I've ever known."
Darien paused.
Albert wondered for a second if Darien had said more than he'd meant
to.
"Bobby would rather put himself in danger than let anyone else take
the risk.
I never would have made it this far with out him." Darien confessed.
"It sounds like you are trying to convince me that he's worth taking
a chance on."
Albert was confused now. Could Darien have the same feelings for
Bobby that
he did? If he did why was he encouraging me?
"No, you already know he is, you've known him longer than I have. I
wish Bobby
had someone, you know. He's life has been hard up until now." Darien
shrugged.
"Alright guys it's time to get to work." Hobbes entered the gym and
clapped his
hands.
Later in the locker room Albert was finished getting dressed, he was
just tying
his shoes when Darien waved to him.
"See you later I have to go take my written test in Computer
Science."
"Good luck, you'll do fine." Albert encouraged him.
A minute later as he was securing his stuff in the locker.
"Eberts can I talk to you for a minute?" Robert was standing at the
end of the isle.
"Yes, did I neglect to preform satisfactorily this afternoon?" Albert
asked, turning
to look at his trainer.
"No, you're making improvement. I wanted to talk to you about
something personal."
He said shifting his weight like he wasn't sure how to say what was
troubling him.
"Yes, can I help in some way?" Albert was concerned.
" That kind of depends, see I've been getting this feeling the past
few days."
He started to say.
Oh, no he noticed my behavior. He'd going to tell me to stop acting
like a jerk.
Albert panicked talking to himself in his mind.
"There is no way to say this with out just getting to the point I
guess." Bobby said
then paused. "Are you seeing anyone?" He asked making eye contact
with Albert.
Holy shit! Is that a question or an offer?
"No, I'm not seeing anyone. Why do you ask?" Albert replied as calmly
as he could.
"Would you want to come get a drink with me?" Hobbes asked a slight
smile on his
lips. "I know a quiet place not far from here."
"That would be nice." Albert smiled in return.
Robert drove them to a bar a few miles from the training center. It
was dark and
cool inside with tall booths, dark wood and privacy.
Once their drinks were delivered Robert took a sip of his scotch.
Then met Albert's
gaze. "I'm taking a chance here so if you aren't interested just say
so. We can
still work together and I won't ever approach you again."
"I'm sorry interested how?" Albert had to be sure he wasn't just
hearing what
he wanted to hear.
"Damn, you're making me do it the hard way. Okay, I've had a feeling
lately that
there is some attraction between us. Do you want to find out if it's
the real thing?"
Bobby s gaze went dark, almost smoldering.
"Yes, if you aren't just pulling some kind of trick on me." Albert
swallowed.
"Trick, no I wouldn't do that to one of my friends."
"Did Darien say something to you?" Albert asked.
"Fawkes no, why, would you ask me that?" Robert took another sip of
his drink.
"Just something we were talking about before." Albert lifted his beer
for a drink.
"So, you ready?" Hobbes downed the last of his scotch and arched an
eyebrow
at Albert.
"Yes, ready as I'll ever be." He followed Robert to the door.
Once they reached his place, Albert became nervous. His lack of
experience in
a relationship of any kind was making him panic a little. Not that he
didn't trust
Robert, he desperately want to please him and wasn't sure he would.
"You're not scared are you?" Bobby faced his guest once he'd locked
the door.
"I am a little." Albert admitted.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, I won't hurt you. I won't force
you. We stop now
if you aren't sure you want to be here." He offered.
"I want to, it just that I'm....."
Bobby moved a step closer, "Want me to start?" He lifted a hand to
Albert's shoulder
and smoothed it over to his neck stroking his thumb along his jaw.
Bobby saw the
tremble in Albert's frame, it was nerves more than anything. He knew
the feeling.
"I'll go slow, there's no rush."
Albert felt like he was going to faint for a second. But he couldn't
Robert would
think he was a impossibly nievvee fool if he fainted. "Robert what is
it that you
like for your partner to do?"
"Relax, let things happen."
"I mean preform, submit or something else?" Albert gasped when Bobby
placed
a kiss on the underside of his chin.
"You want to know all the details before we get there?"
Bobby shrugged off his jacket, and helped Albert remove his blazer.
" I just don't want to disappoint you......"
"Shh, less talk, more touching." Hobbes was studying him closely one
hand
caressing over his shoulders.
Albert inhaled deeply, when a hand trailed down his spine then
skimmed over his
buttocks. Bobby made the full circle around him complete with another
kiss this
one on his mouth.
"I'm starting to think you don't like me here, Ebes." Bobby
encouraged.
Albert lifted a hand to Robert's back stroking the muscles from neck
to waist.
Bobby ummed in response, and moved in closer, allowing Albert to feel
the
pressure of his arousal against his leg. Then deepening the kiss
wanting a
reaction from the younger man.
Albert reacted, by welcoming him and dissolving into a pliant
worshiping heap.
"Easy, easy this is more than you were ready for." Bobby backed off a
little.
"Maybe you need to sit down." He guided Albert to the sofa.
"Okay take a deep breath. Now tell me what this reaction is all
about? This isn't
your first time is it?" Bobby asked.
Albert shook his head no. He closed his eyes for a second then opened
them
and looked into Robert's dark eyes.
"I've wanted this for so long. Now that it's happening....."
"Oh....." Bobby smiled, "That's flattering Ebes, I don't think I can
remember
the last time I was the object of someone's desire."
Albert blushed, but nodded.
"You tell me what you want to happen tonight?" Robert asked sitting
back arms
spread wide along the back of the sofa.
" I want to give you pleasure." Albert whispered.
"Don't you want something for yourself?" Bobby asked expecting there
had to
be more to his dream'.
"Being with you is all I want." Albert turned to face him.
"If I only want oral attention from you that's fine?"
Albert nodded.
"If you finish me and that's all, you'll be satisfied with nothing
else?"
Albert nodded again.
"I'd never do that to anyone I cared for Ebes." Bobby shifted his
position to leaning
forward, elbows on knees.
"You care for me?" Eberts asked softly.
"I like you, I care about you. I won't hurt your feelings on purpose.
But this
sounds one sided to me. If you won't tell me what you expect from me,
then I don't
think there is going to be anything between us." Robert warned him.
"I never dreamed it was possible. But if I must confess my desire, it
would be
as your total partner."
"You think I'm the aggressive conquering type then?" He shook his
head. Always
they expected him to be the boss.
"Aren't you?" Albert was worried he said something wrong.
"I can be." Bobby sighed. One day he'd find the partner he truly
could be equals
with, one that would share the burdens. Someone he could surrender to
when he
needed to regain his strength.
"I've dissappointed you already, haven't I?" Albert felt he had said
something wrong.
"No, you're just being truthful." I just hoped for more complexity
from you Ebes.
Bobby stood up. "Do you want to come into the bedroom with me?"
Albert nodded.
Bobby gave Albert a night he won't ever forget. Provided pleasure
he'd not
experienced before. Albert hoped he'd had given Robert some pleasure
as
well. He had dozed off sometime past two. When he woke up he was
alone and there was a note and a set of keys.
Meet you at the Center. Take my car. RH
Albert hadn't expected confessions of affection. Not written down.
While his feeling for Robert bordered on adoration. Robert clearly
saw it more
a sharing a good time with a friend.
Albert though it all over again on his drive to the Center. He
couldn't change who
he was. Robert needed a stronger personality to balance his own. He
also
seemed to need a partner as physically strong. The person he needed
to make
him complete was an equal, not a subordinate.
Albert was almost sure he knew exactly who that person was. He would
have
to make sure before encouraging them into each others arms.
"Hey, man you look worn out, what have you been up to?" Darien was
only
teasing. He had no idea the two had left together.
Albert smiled and motioned for Darien to wait for him.
"Oh, you won't believe me if I told you. But I need to talk to you
after class.
Meet me outside the main building at three."
"Yeah, okay. See you in class." Darien shrugged. Albert rushed off to
collect his
training manual and notebook.
Robert was teaching a class later that afternoon when he remembered
he had
to get his car keys back from Eberts. He smiled. They had enjoyed the
evening
once they had gotten past that first nervous attack.
"Yoa, Eberts." Darien waved him over.
"I need to talk to you privately."Albert came straight to the point.
"Okay sure. Over here." Darien lead him to a bench under a group of
trees.
"You remember our discussion about Robert the other day?"
"Yeah, why did you give it a shot?"
"No, but he kind of did."
"You're kidding?" Darien looked shocked and interested.
" I'm not kidding. It was amazing but I'm not who he needs."
"How do you know that already?" Darien sounded wounded on his
partners behalf.
"You misunderstand me, I'd love to be who he needed, I'm just not."
"Oh," Darien nodded.
"Did you ever lean that way?" Albert hoped he wasn't pushing to much.
"Oh I've more than leaned, but being partners and partners would
probably be
to much for him. Look what happened when his ex jumped ship?" Darien
stated.
"That was before this is now. Robert is stronger now, he's on
medication.
He probably always needed it and was never correctly diagnosed. He
needs
someone strong Darien." Albert told him.
"No, I'd make him worse not better." Darien argued.
"Why do you think that? He couldn't possibly care more for you than
he does now.
I was so blind with my own feelings, I couldn't see the truth. Darien
you adore him
as much if not more than I do."
"That doesn't mean he'll go for it."
"He will. The way he looks at you when you're in pain from the
counteragent.
When you're grieving for Kevin. He'd do anything to take that pain on
for you."
Eberts explained.
"I can't risk it." Darien looked up, his eyes damp with tears.
"There is no risk. I'm sure he'd jump at the chance to be with you."
Albert urged.
"Then why hasn't he made me an offer?" Darien choked out.
"Because he's insecure enough about himself to believe you'd turn him
down."
Albert explained.
"Bobby isn't insecure in the romance department. He has
relationships."
"Those are flings, not attachment. Have you looked at yourself in a
mirror
before Darien? You are to say the least a girl or guys dream come
true."
Albert advised him.
"I"m not, or I won't have gone this long without getting any." Darien
protested.
"I'll ignore that because for 18 months you've kind of been off the
market due
to that gland in your head."
"Yeah, but Bobby know me better than that, I wouldn't refuse him."
Darien
argued, "He saved my life twice at least."
"He doesn't want you because he saved your hide. He wants you because
you want him. Nothing else will satisfy him."
"You sure became an expert all of the sudden."
"I'm a quick study. If you don't approach him about this.... you'll
regret it for
the rest of your life." Eberts warned.
"That good was he?" Darien chuckled, impressed.
"Yeah, but with you there won't be words to describe ...." Albert
smiled.
Half and hour later.
"Hobbes you got a minute?" Darien walked into the small office his
partner
was using at the training center.
"Sure how did the test go?" Bobby looked up from the computer screen
he was
working at, to greet Darien.
"I think I aced it. But it's not about training." Darien closed the
door then sat
down in the only other chair in the room.
"Talk to me." Bobby was on guard already.
Darien met his partner's dark gaze, swallowed. " I'm going to kill
Eberts if
this is all just crap.' He said under his breath.
"Bobby, is there any chance..... I mean would you...." Darien stalled
twice.
"What's that matter?" Hobbes was worried not that Darien needed
something
he had somehow missed. His eyes weren't red, Claire had cured him.
Darien exhaled, reached to take Bobby's hand. Hobbes almost pulled
back
he couldn't let Fawkes touch him when his heart was racing like it
was. But
he allowed his hand to be clasped. Darien pressed Bobby's hand to his
chest, over his heart. It was beating faster than his.
"Crap Bobby if you don't kiss me I'm going to explode." Darien locked
his
gaze with the intense dark lust he saw in Hobbes's eyes.
"Don't scare me like that." Bobby warned before capturing his mouth
for
a long deep kiss.
"Thank God." Darien smiled. "Come here." He pulled Bobby of his chair
and
half into his lap.
end