Tears of blood
Ch.2
Dempsey shot upright quickly, snapping back into consciousness. He turned around, readying his Stakeout, only to see the doctor.
But, of course, Dempsey was not sure whether he wanted to have a snarling zombie in his face, or the pissed of looking doctor Richtofen. Everything about him was tense. His face was uneasy, and his fists that were balled, ready to punch Tank in the jaw. Dempsey smirked,
" Little upset about that journal thingy?" he said, smiling knowingly, Richtofen frowned,
" All of my personal secrets are in zhere schweinhund!" he yelled in his feminine high pitched voice. Dempsey chuckled,
" They aren't secrets anymore, doc..." he reminded, " Who would'a thought that the big Doctor Richtofen would like men?" he said, taking a step closer to the doctor. Richtofen took a step back to give them space, shaking his head,
" Nein! I do not have feelings for you! You must have read it wrong!" he stuttered, backing himself against the wall. Dempsey smirked, closing in on the small, thin Nazi.
" Don't fuckin lie to me. I'm only gonna prove that you like me, anyways." the marine chuckled, " Relax..." he crooned, his body drawing closer to the doctor's. Richtofen could feel Dempsey's heat closing in on him. He felt Dempsey reach out and touch his forearm, and startled at the contact.
He felt Dempsey pull him to his chest, and his hands fell to his sides, defeated. No longer fighting back, but not giving himself to Dempsey yet.
Dempsey would change that soon enough. He wanted to make him beg...
Tank pressed his lips against Richtofen's, his tongue lingering on the doctor's thin, pale lips. He smiled into the kiss, pushing himself against the doctor, his breath quickening. Richtofen's heart thumped in his chest as he felt Dempsey plant feather light kisses on his neck, his groin beginning to stir,
" P-please... Dempshey... Stop zhis..." he whined, trying to push the bigger man away from his grasp. Dempsey's chest vibrated as he growled, biting down on the skinny Nazi's neck, causing a shrill cry to emit from him,
" Stop fighting it... I know you want it, Richtofen..." Dempsey slowly began to unbutton the doctor's uniform, breathing harshly into his neck, making him squirm desperately.
He felt Dempsey nip at his collar bone and shuddered, feeling his sensitive spot being tickled by the marine's tongue. He pursed his lips together, trying desperately to fight back a moan. Dempsey continued to unbutton the doctor's uniform, his other hand wrapping around Richtofen's waist, drawing the two closer together.
"Please, Dempsheyyyy..." Richtofen begged. Dempsey smiled back down at the doctor.
"Don't worry, Doc." he cooed, " We're nowhere finished yet."