Chapter 58

Tseng sat in the hospital bed, literally twiddling his thumbs. He had finished the work Elena had brought him and he itched to get back to his desk and see to the hundred things he knew he should be doing. Zena had disappeared around lunch time and had not returned, so he had been unable to ask her to bring him something to do, and he had tried more than once to get himself out of bed. Sweet Shiva, how he hurt, though.

The pain was bearable in certain positions. He could sit up, as long as he didn't try and actually get to his feet. He could lay down, again, as long as he didn't then try to get up. Movement seemed to be the thing he couldn't do, and it was the one thing he wanted to do. He needed to move so that he could do his job. He had never been good at doing nothing.

He had expected Reno to come and check in with him at some point during the day. It wasn't as if he expected the place would fall apart, he knew the redhead would keep things under control, but he wanted to be kept informed of what was happening. He also knew that Rufus would have ripped into Reno about the events of yesterday. It had in no way been Reno's fault, it hadn't been anybody's fault, but Rufus had a bizarre way of trying to motivate his people to get what he wanted. Tseng also knew that the President had been fucking with Reno for a while now, and he didn't know how much longer it could go on before one of them snapped. Glancing at the clock on the wall, Tseng sighed. There were still a few hours during which Reno may come to let him know what had been happening. It wasn't really that late in the afternoon.

The doors to the infirmary swung open and Tseng's heartrate quickened when he saw Elena. He also saw the folders that she was carrying in her arms. "Figured you'd be done by now." She said, coming to stand beside his bed when Tseng had been unable to find anything to say. He watched as she moved the folders he had worked on and replaced them with the new pile.

"Thank you, Elena."

"How are you feeling…?" she asked him, her dark eyes looking him over.

"It's only sore when I move." He replied, trying to make light of it entirely because of the concern he could see in Elena's face.

"Do you want me to find Zena?" she asked, meeting his eyes, "She can give you more painkillers…"

"No…" he caught her arm as she went to turn away. "No…"

Elena paused and Tseng pulled her a little closer to the bed. "Sit and talk to me." He said, and then sought for a legitimate reason for which he would ask her to do that. "… What has happened today?"

"Not a lot." She said, sitting on the edge of his bed. "Rude is doing paperwork, I trained with Aura a bit, and Reno left to do some recon."

"On his own?"

"Rude couldn't go, and he wouldn't let me go…" Elena shrugged, "Besides, he likes doing that stuff alone."

Tseng nodded, knowing that it was the truth. Reno was a slippery creature when he wanted to be, and he worked well on his own for things like that. "Fair enough."

Elena tilted her head, looking at him, and Tseng wondered what it was that she was thinking. "Elena?"

"Has Zena told you how long you have to be in here…?" Her fingers brushed lightly across his chest, "How long before you can get out?"

He blinked, surprised by the forwardness of her touch, but then he thought about their last training session. A deserted infirmary was no different, he supposed. Nobody was around to see them. "At least two days, she suspects."

"You're going to get so bored." She smirked at him and Tseng raised an eyebrow at her.

"I've been bored since before lunch." He replied. He watched as Elena's hand moved across the sheet, tracing a loose thread.

"Well… we should probably do something about that…" her eyes were on her hand, following that thread, and she didn't look up to meet his gaze. Tseng just watched her, waiting for her to lift her head. When he hadn't responded to her for several moments, she did. "Don't you think?" she asked, her tone innocent.

"Is that why you brought me all of those folders?" he asked, his face a neutral mask. Her dark eyes narrowed.

"Well, I was thinking something else." She replied, "But, if you'd prefer I left you alone with your work…" She went to stand up, but Tseng's hand shot out and seized her wrist, holding her tightly. He winced at the movement and Elena's frown reappeared as she leaned closer. "Don't move…" she breathed, helping him lean back against the pillows again. "Be careful…"

"What…" he tried to keep the pain out of his voice, "what did you have in mind, then?"

She winked at him as she moved back. Tseng waited for her response. This was strange. He was definitely not used to not being the one in control. He was always in control. He had always been in control of every situation.

Elena was definitely in control now.

"Thought I might suck you off." She said bluntly. Tseng's mind went blank for a second.

"Y-you…"

"What do you think?"

Tseng looked at her. Was this what they were now? He'd blurred the line of professionalism the night he'd drunkenly fucked her, and it had not worked pretending that it had not happened. That line had been just about obliterated the next time at Elena's apartment, not to mention what he'd done to her in the training room. Maybe this was what they were now. He couldn't pretend that the thought of Elena's pretty pink lips wrapped around his cock didn't heat his blood. Tseng swallowed, and tried to keep his expression impassive. "Always taking the initiative, Elena."

"I figured it was something that would take minimal effort for you… You can just lay there…" She grinned at him, "and let me…" her hand moved up his leg over the sheet and Tseng nodded.

"Good thinking…" He didn't know what else to say. Elena's hand took hold of the sheet and pulled it down to his knees.

"Are you comfortable?" she asked and he swallowed before trying to answer.

"What… what if someone …" his eyes moved to the door, "That would be…" That would be unimaginable. What if the President walked into find Elena leaning over him with her mouth around his cock? What if Reno walked it? Sweet Shiva, he would never hear the end of it.

Elena got to her feet and walked around the bed to draw the curtain and give them a little bit of privacy. She then shrugged out of her suit jacket and brushed her blonde hair away from her face. Tseng watched her silently as she came back around the bed and set her jacket atop the files she had put on the table. When she turned her brown eyes on him, he could hardly breathe.

"Do you need help getting ready, or…?"

"Fuck." He breathed, his hands going to the thin hospital pyjamas he was wearing. The loose elastic made it easy to open his pants and he glanced up when Elena crawled onto the bed. She reached past him to adjust the pillows, and he cautiously leaned back a little more heavily. Her hand on his cheek brought Tseng's attention back to her once he'd finished adjusting his position, and the pupils of her eyes were so blown with lust that her brown eyes looked completely black. She licked her lips and his breath caught in his throat.

"When…" Elena leaned forward again until her lips brushed Tseng's ear, "was the last time someone sucked your dick?"

"…I…" he whimpered uncharacteristically when her hand slipped into his pants and took hold of him, "… I don't remember."

"No?" she licked his ear and Tseng shuddered. Had Elena always been like this? "I think you'll remember this."

"Do you like being in control, Elena?" he asked, biting his lip when she began to work him with her hand.

"Do you like me being in control?" She licked his cheek, and Tseng knew that he was completely hard already.

"I… think that I can deal with it." He could hardly breathe, but watched as she shifted back, one of her hands moving down his chest as the other continued to work him rhythmically. Elena tucked her chin-length blonde hair behind her ear as she regarded him for a second.

"Do you want me to suck your cock now?" she asked and he choked back another whimper. "Say it." She added when he didn't give her more of a response.

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"I want you to suck my cock…" He watched her raise an eyebrow at him, and he groaned before continuing, "I want my cock so deep down your throat you gag on me while trying to breathe."

"Okay then…" she smirked at him and bent forward, positioning him with her hand. Tseng groaned loudly when she teasingly licked him, but he didn't have a chance to say anything before she'd swallowed him with one swift movement a moment later.

Groaning yet again, Tseng closed his eyes, his head falling back against his pillow as the sweet heat of Elena's hot mouth engulfed him. He tried his best not to move, to simply clench handfuls of the bedsheets as she swiftly set about what she was doing. Both of Elena's hands were on Tseng's hips, keeping him still and bracing herself as she bobbed up and down over him, and it took all of Tseng's considerable self-control to let her set the pace.

"Yes… oh, fuck yes…" Tseng tried to move his hips, despite knowing that the movement would hurt him. Elena's hands on him kept him in place however. "Uhhh…" When she began to suck in earnest, Tseng 's control slipped. One of his hands roughly grabbed her hair and he pushed her head down further until he heard her gag. "Your mouth…" he panted, "feels so good…" He used the hold he had on her to guide her movements more quickly, pushing her down again and again, making her practically fuck herself on him.

The choking sounds Elena made around Tseng's cock sent tingling satisfaction right through him, and before long he felt the end coming. He brought his other hand to the back of Elena's neck, holding her in place, but stroking appreciatively as he throbbed and jerked and she swallowed everything without complaint.

When he was done, he let her go and she sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she looked at him. "I take it you enjoyed that?" she said, her voice a little hoarse.

"I did." He said, suddenly feeling a little regretful for the way he'd grabbed her. "Did… I hurt you?"

"Nah." She shook her head and arched her back a little, apparently slightly stuff. Tseng began adjusting his pants, tucking himself away while Elena wiped her mouth again and massaged her jaw. They were both unprepared when the curtain was pulled back and someone came around, stopping at the sight of them.

"…ah. Oh." Aura's green eyes flicked back and forth between Tseng and Elena as she just about danced on the spot. "Oh. Um…" The girl stepped forward and held a small jar out to Elena. "Here… this is the ointment I said I'd bring up for you. For your bruise."

"Thanks…" Elena took it, still kneeling over Tseng on the bed.

"Well!" Aura said brightly. "Gotta go. Things to do… See you." She spun and hurried away quickly without looking back.

"…She knows." Elena said softly when the door swung closed after Aura.

"… I'd say so." Tseng murmured.

"…Least she didn't have to listen to it…" A soft voice said from nearby. Elena jumped, spinning to look across the room.

"Who…" Elena jumped off the bed and hurried across the room to pull back a the curtain from around the bed by the wall. "Topher!"

"Yeah, hi."

Tseng closed his eyes with a soft groan. He'd completely forgotten about Topher being in here. The younger man has been silent all day, and the curtain had been around his bed since before Zena had let Rude leave. Well, shit.