Disclaimer- Pendergast belongs to Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. However, Halo Spencer belongs to me and he will eventually be in my Harry Potter fic "The Prince of Flame", which I'm still sort of working on… Enjoy!

Chapter 5

Halo did what he'd been waiting to do all evening; he slid his hand down the older agent's chest to his waist and the elastic band of his pants. He hooked his finger around the tie-string and pulled it loose. He saw Pendergast's eyes take on a dark grey hue and he hesitated for half a second before the man helped him remove the pajama bottoms.

The black haired youth took in his breath sharply at the agent's semi-erect endowment, much better than his own more-than-average size. Pendergast gave him a sly grin that was very out of place with the few things he'd come to associate with the stoic man. Halo kissed him quickly before taking his kisses down the other man's chest as he lay back on the bed for him. He reached Pendergast's erection and nuzzled it with the side of his face briefly before kissing the tip. The agent shifted his legs slightly to allow better access to his body. Halo hesitated again, looking up into Pendergast's passive face.

Pendergast gave him a real smile, showing the edge of his teeth past his kiss-bruised lips. "I want you to." He said. "You want it too, so go ahead."

It was the only prompt Halo needed before he lowered his mouth around his dick, just taking as much into his mouth as he could and surpassing his gag reflex. He started to suck gently, then more forcefully, feeling Pendergast shifting around like he was frustrated. Halo rubbed his palms along his inner thighs, reaching up to stroke the blonde's scrotum. Pendergast gasped and Halo shifted his hands to his hips, holding him down while he sucked him off.

After what seemed like hours to Halo, Pendergast's skin started to bead with sweat. He bobbed his head up and down, even when he felt Pendergast tensing. Preparing for his release, he could hear him breathing quickly, and he opened his eyes to see Pendergast pressing his palms to the headboard. It was very difficult to smile with the blonde's length in his mouth.

Halo grasped Pendergast's hips as the agent started to slowly thrust forward, he sucked the tip as the blonde suddenly climaxed, whispering something he couldn't hear. Halo swallowed the thick liquid, licking his lips as Pendergast came down from the high. He gave it a moment before he crawled onto his chest.

…

Halo held my hips down as I tried to thrust into his very hot mouth, tried to get deeper into that warmth because it just felt so good. His lips and tongue moved around the head of my dick and I saw white spots as I came. My hands slowly lowered from their tight grip on the headboard. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, I was just lost in the sensation of my first orgasm in half a year.

"Oh…Helen…" I whispered, far too low for him to hear.

Halo didn't touch me for a moment, then he crawled onto my chest, the top of his head under my chin and I shivered. He kissed my throat and collarbone and then the bruise on my skin. I held him to me, arms around his back and he squirmed just a little. His jeans were rough on my skin, I would take them off in a second, and I just wanted to get my senses back first.

But after a few minutes he rose up and kissed me, I could taste myself on his tongue. I moaned, remembering how Helen and I had shared similar kisses not so very long ago. I would have let him continue to kiss me if he hadn't kept squirming around in my lap. The flesh there was still very sensitive and I was aware of his erection even through the thick jeans. I grabbed his upper arms, my hands wrapping around the slender man.

"What did I do?" He asked and I realized I was squeezing him far too tightly. "Didn't I do what you wanted?"

"You did fine," I assured him. "You're moving around on me and it hurts a little bit."

He looked away from me, like he was embarrassed or something. Then he looked back with a new light in his yellow eyes as he looked down at me.

"What?" I asked this time.

"I want you to give me a blowjob like I did you." He said.

I almost laughed, the honest admission not what I expected, I thought for a moment he didn't know what he was asking, that he was too young to know what he wanted. But at twenty, I had known what I wanted, everything I wanted I had; I'd had Helen at twenty. And I had lost her just recently. Halo knew what he wanted. Me, he wanted me.

….

"What?" The agent asked, still holding to Halo's upper arms. The hold was so tight, Halo was sure he'd have a bruise.

"I want you to give me a blowjob like I did you."

Pendergast's face was blank for a very long time before he seemed to abandon himself and smile. Then he was lowering Halo to the bed and kissing down his front, taking the edge of his jeans between his teeth. The agent's hands slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down to reveal his black boxers with the little pot leaves all over. Halo felt like a butterfly trapped by pins under Pendergast's stare as the blonde started to open the little buttons on the crotch, Halo shifted about, wanting to watch while at the same time feeling his eyelids drop. He felt cold air hit his skin as Pendergast removed the last of his clothes; he shivered.

Halo reached out and passed his hand through blonde hair, trying to make the blonde lower his mouth. He felt large callused hands wrapping smoothly around his erection, squeezing and then pumping the appendage up and down a few times before he felt Pendergast's mouth slide down his shaft. Halo's hips shifted and he put his hands on the back of the other man's head, thrusting very gently into his mouth.

"Pend," He whispered, unable to say the man's full name, it had too many syllables when he could barely gather breath.

The end came soon; Pendergast had talent that Halo just hadn't expected. He bucked his hips as Pendergast swallowed his come, kissing back up his body as Halo struggled to reign in his passion. He felt the man kiss his jaw, then his ear and then finally his lips. Halo tasted himself in that mouth, just a hint of his essence though before the kiss ended and Pendergast left the bed to pick up his clothes. Halo felt confused, he'd thought they were going to fuck but now it seemed like Pendergast had lost interest. Halo sat back against the headboard, hugging his knees to his chest. He felt rejected…again.

….

I wanted to brush my teeth, but I'd always felt strange walking around in the nude. I pulled my pajama bottoms back on, picking up my shirt and throwing it on the other bed. I turned back around, just about to tell Halo my intention and that I'd be back in a moment. He sat with his back to the headboard, holding his legs to his chest defensively and it looked like his cheeks were wet with tears. He'd been crying and I hadn't heard a sound.

"Halo," I said. "What's wrong?"

He scratched his nose with the back of his hand. "You don't want me." He whispered.

"I wouldn't have let you blow me if I didn't want you Halo." I told him after a moment, wondering what had brought on his sudden dark attitude.

"But you're getting dressed again."

"I'm just going to brush my teeth Halo," I said and sat down in front of him, I reached out and caressed the tears off his cheek. He nuzzled into my hand. "I do want you; it's just… it's hard for me to explain." I took a breath. "My wife was murdered a few months ago."

Halo looked up at me suddenly, and then he threw his arms around my neck. "I'm so sorry for you Pendergast." He said. "I shouldn't have asked you to fuck me if you're hurting-"

"That's why I let you." I said, he pulled away, looking up at me. "Because I'm hurting, I wanted you. You wear your emotions on your sleeve like she did, I'm attracted to that. Does it bother you that I'm only doing this because you remind me of her?"

Halo shook his head no. "That's as good a reason as any." He concluded.

"Alright then, I'm going to brush my teeth and then we'll continue."

He let go of me slowly, kissing the side of my neck gently. I left him there, going into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, looking at the side of my neck in the mirror; it was a decent sized bruise. Already turning purple and blue, I touched it lightly, carefully because it was sore.

Helen had never marked me before, Charles had, a few times, but never to this extent. Halo had broken through the skin and there was dried blood in a few areas. I cleaned the minor wound with water and dabbed at it with a wad of tissue paper.

Halo had abandonment issues and I didn't know why, I knew it was a deep seeded reaction. It led me to believe his home life had been as rough as my own, but I really didn't know the kid. I turned off the light and went back out to him.

….

Pendergast came out of the bathroom, stepping out of his pants as he neared the bed. He stretched out atop Halo, kissing him the instant they touched. He pulled away from Halo, pushing the bed sheet out of the way so they would still have something to wrap up in when they were done. Halo let himself be pushed down and stroked back to arousal. He let his own hands stroke the other agent, grazing narrow hips and gripping pale thighs.

As Pendergast kissed Halo, he also prepared his body, sliding his finger past the tight ring of muscle. Halo kissed his neck sweetly, trailed his tongue along the bruise he'd left. He heard Pendergast spit into his hand and then felt the tip of the other man's penis at his entrance. He held his breath as the other man pushed into him and for a moment neither of them moved.

Pendergast kissed his temple lightly then started to rotate his hips, Halo stiffened, feeling a pain shoot up his spine. He held onto the blonde's shoulders as he started to thrust into him. Pendergast took in his breath in a gasp at the other man's movements. Matching each other thrust for thrust.

Halo wrapped his arms around Pendergast's strong neck, holding on so that he could move around more easily. The older agent was acting more like a lover or boyfriend than what he really wanted. Halo had never wanted a long term relationship, he was too independent and the thought that another person's happiness could depend on his own actions was too disconcerting for comfort.

"Be rough with me Pend," He whispered. "I don't like gentle all that much."

The blonde gave an almost unnoticeable nod and rocked into him, hard and fast, the way that Halo wanted. Pendergast reached between them and grasped the younger man's weeping erection, pumping it solidly as the shoved in and out of the boy.

Halo's hands convulsed on his neck, pulling him down for a hungry kiss. A moment later, he climaxed onto his own stomach, panting and digging his nails into Pendergast. The blonde's orgasm followed suite a few seconds later, hot and unexpected inside of him even though he'd felt the tensing of his muscles. They lay against each other, trying to normalize their breathing, both wanting to move away but neither willing to.

Halo was the first to give into his need for space, pushing Pendergast off of him, gasping when the blonde's softened dick fell out. Pendergast pulled the sheet back onto the bed, throwing it over Halo and himself. Neither spoke; eventually Halo fell asleep.

He didn't even think about the monsters in the wall, he was safe next to Pendergast. The man was more deadly than any monster his mind could conjure up anyway.

END.