Fear, ch. 6
Summary: Simmons' fears are realised.
The meeting was short as people had already agreed to the activation of the temple. Anticipation was thick in the air as the suspected consequences of the temple were explained to the crowd.
Simmons grew increasingly uncomfortable at the realisation that this was really going to happen. A temple was going to be activated that was going to turn everyone into sex-crazed lunatics. He was already creating plans in his head to avoid everyone and lock himself away in his room.
He just needed supplies to get him through this.
He refocused on the room and noticed that people were beginning to disperse. To his dismay he had missed the details of the mission as he'd planned his 'alone time'. Simmons hesitantly followed the other Reds and Blues as they made their way to the garage and hoped that someone would go over the plan again.
Once there, they split into their respective teams before Sarge turned and thankfully went over the plan.
"Everyone know the plan. Tucker, you and the Blues go to the temple. Red Team, we'll be leading the way and making sure the coast is clear."
Everyone nodded and got into two jeeps. Red Team led the way but the way was clear of pirates, leaving them as escorts for Blue Team. Sarge didn't hide his grumbling about that.
Everyone stood outside the temple and simply stared at it.
"So...Should we go in?"
Everyone looked at Washington and he shrugged, "Might as well get this over with."
Everyone nodded and seemed to fall out of the trance they had been in since arriving at the temple minutes before. "Anyone know which way to go?" All eyes turned to Tucker as they entered the temple.
Carolina took the lead, "It can't be that difficult to find. Santa said the layout for this temple was the same as the others."
It took a couple of minutes but just as Carolina had said, the centre of the temple was easy to find. Tucker got out his sword and stood in front of the lock.
"I see you were able to find the core without trouble." Santa's voice rang out as he appeared beside the lock making everyone jump.
"Fucking hell dude. Don't just appear like that." Tucker said as he picked the sword back up. Santa nodded, "I apologise." Everyone knew he would continue to simply appear out of nowhere though.
Simmons cleared his throat, "Umm, Santa, w-what happens once we activate the temple?"
"I do not know how our technology will effect your biology but the original plans were that once activated the temple would cause the inhabitants to strongly desire to procreate." Simmons could feel himself go red underneath his helmet, "Umm, I meant would the effects be immediate? Or is there a slight delay? Would we have time to get back to Armonia or not?" Santa paused as he considered Simmons' questions. "I believe that there will be a delay in the effects as it has to spread across the entire planet and to affect your systems. Whether that means you have time to return to your settlement I do not know."
Everyone shook their heads at this new information. Tucker stepped forward and activated his sword. Anticipation and apprehension filled the air as he did so. He passed his sword through the lock and everyone felt a pulse go through them as the temple activated.
"Anyone feel any different?" Tucker had felt the pulse but didn't feel anything else. On the other hand the others had begun to feel...something. Their body temperatures went up and they began to feel uncomfortable.
"Let's get back before the effects really kick in." Everyone nodded at Carolina's suggestion. There was clearly a strain in Carolina's voice and everybody was distracted. The drive back to Armonia was silent as the effects became more apparent and stronger.
Upon arriving they quickly made their way out of the garage where people were already making out. As they exited the garage a group of women walked by and winked at Tucker as they passed. Tucker watched the women leave and almost tripped over his own feet. Before anyone could comment he turned around and broke away from the group, "You know what, I'm going to go and see if Palomo is alright." No-one questioned it as Tucker left.
Caboose groaned and bent over, "I don't feel so good." Washington turned towards Caboose and saw that Tucker had disappeared. He looked at the others and sighed, "Why don't you all go off...somewhere else. I'll tell Kimball that the activation of the temple was successful." Everyone nodded and walked away.
Simmons walked away at a brisk pace and avoided looking at all the couples. He knew he wasn't going to make it to his room as he had planned. Instead he looked for somewhere isolated. He passed a closed door and grabbed the handle. He pulled it open and found it to be a storage closet. He stepped inside and closed the door, shutting out all light. He felt along the wall and switched the light on. Simmons took off his armour as he began to sweat. Looking down he saw he was hard and ached all over.
He slid down the wall and wrapped his arms around his knees. He was determined to get through the effects of the temple alone. He just hoped it wouldn't last long. He lost himself in his thoughts and his hand slowly reached down to between his knees. But before he could do anything the door swung open.
Simmons blinked as the corridor light flooded the storage closet. Grif stepped in and stopped, surprised to see someone else in his favourite napping spot. The door swung shut behind him and clicked. Grif and Simmons simply stared at each other for what felt like forever. The light then buzzed and flickered drawing their attention away from each other. That was the first time Grif noticed that Simmons was only in his under-suit.
Simmons also realised he was only in his under-suit, with Grif, in a small confined space. He had always had body image problems which had only worsened once he became a cyborg. He stood up on shaking legs and picked up his armour and reached for the door. He pulled at the handle and it only wobbled. He tried again after dropping his armour.
"Grif?" It was the first thing said between the two. Both were feeling the effects more now and tension had begun to fill the small room.
"Did the door lock behind you?" Simmons didn't want to turn around as he heard Grif taking his armour off and drop it to the floor. Grif shrugged as he turned to face Simmons, who still had his back to him. "Probably. It has a habit of doing that. Good excuse if anyone asks why I missed training."
Simmons turned around and blushed seeing Grif in his under-suit. "But, but we can't stay in here. What about the effects of the temple?"
Grif shrugged again, "Dude, what do you want me to do? The door locked. Besides we've known each other for how long? We can pretend this never happened after we leave this room. Deal?" Grif stuck out his hand at Simmons. He simply looked at it before reaching out and shaking Grif's hand, "Deal."
Neither knew who started it but in seconds Simmons was against the wall and they were kissing. Neither could believe that they were locking lips. Finally.
Simmons would never admit to anyone but he had wondered, on lonely nights, what it would be like to feel Grif's lips against his own. He reached up and ran his fingers through Grif's hair and responded as Grif changed the angle of the kiss, deepening it.
Grif couldn't believe his luck. He was finally kissing Simmons. Granted it was under the effects of an alien temple but he was finally kissing the man he had been pining over for years. He was going to savour this while he could. It might be the only chance he gets. Plus Simmons looked good in his under-suit. A small part of his brain hoped that this wouldn't be the only time he got this close to Simmons.
Both let the effects of the temple take over their senses and gave into their deepest desires for each other.
Hours later the effects of the temple had worn off, leaving everyone was disorientated for a few minutes wondering what had happened. Except for Tucker who seemed to be unaffected by the temple. For Grif and Simmons they lay on the floor of the storage closet breathing heavily and avoiding looking at each other.
Simmons was mortified. He had just lost his virginity to Grif. It was enjoyable, more so than he had imagined it ever would be but it wasn't how he'd wanted it to happen. He would never admit to it but he was secretly a romantic. He wanted the romance and affection, heck to be in a relationship when he became intimate with someone. But that didn't mean he had never thought about doing all of that with Grif.
He had never allowed himself to imagine anything more than kissing between him and Grif. He was also panicking about what this meant for their friendship. His anxiety flared up at the thought that what they had done had ruined their friendship. He stood up quickly, put on his under-suit and armour and stood in front of the locked door.
Grif, on the other hand, couldn't believe his luck. He had finally managed to get somewhere with Simmons. But behind his elation at the turn of events was worry. He knew that Simmons had terrible anxiety and was likely to freak out over what had happened. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye and watched as Simmons got dressed and stood with his back to him. Grif would never admit it out loud but his actions hurt.
He stood up and dressed as well. Awkwardness descended over the room. Grif rocked back on his feet, "So..."
Simmons stiffened, "Please don't."
Grif stopped rocking and watched Simmons, conflicted. On the one hand he wanted to talk about what happened, on the other he didn't want to because he may lose Simmons. That was the one thing he feared most. It hurt more than he was willing to admit. Maybe what had happened was only due to the effects of the temple. Maybe Simmons didn't have any feelings towards him. Maybe everything between them was ruined now. He swallowed and moved to the other side of the storage closet and leaned against the wall, folding his arms.
Simmons was internally freaking out. Maybe what had happened between them was only due to the temple. Simmons didn't want to lose Grif but he didn't know how to deal with what had happened. Plus what about Grif's feelings. The conversation that he had overheard ran through, 'You ever gonna tell him how you feel about him?' There was no way that those words were meant for Simmons. Even if a treacherous part of his heart hoped that what had happened indicated that Grif's feelings were directed towards him.
Simmons copied Grif's position on the other side of the storage closet and waited.
Silence descended over the two. Neither knew what to say as the awkwardness grew. The time seemed to pass slowly as the two of them tried to deal with what had happened between them and what it meant for the future.
After an undetermined amount of time the door handle wobbled and opened to reveal Caboose.
"Oh my god! What are you two doing in here?"
The two briefly looked at each other before turning their attention back to Caboose, "We got locked in because the door closed in behind us. Is everything okay Caboose?" Simmons asked as he stepped forward and exited the storage closet.
"Yes. Everything is back to normal. I was told to find Grif and to tell you to meet everyone at the dining room."
"You mean the mess hall." Grif replied as he exited the closet as well.
"Yes there. Come on, let's go." With that Caboose walked away. Simmons turned looking between Grif and Caboose, "Hey Caboose. Wait there. I'm go with you."
As he walked away he turned and saw Grif walking away. He knew that Grif would most likely miss the meeting. He met up with Caboose and went to the mess hall to meet the others. Simmons just hoped that what had happened hadn't ruined his friendship with Grif. He didn't want to lose Grif. He just hoped that they could move passed this.
Why did he have to right this time? Why did something have to go wrong?
I apologise for the long wait for this chapter. Motivation to write was very low recently. With the new season of RvB coming out I got a boost of writing inspiration. So excited for the new season!
