"Phck! I hate those things," Gavin complained with a worn sigh as he opened the door to their apartment. Their new apartment. They'd moved to Detroit, quite close to the city centre, with a nice view of the river and all the way across to Canada. Nines smiled warmly as he removed his uniform jacket. It would likely be the last time either of them had cause to wear them. He set about carefully removing his ribbons, intending to put them in a small display box alongside Gavin's. He turned and watched with a warm smile as Gavin paused by the sofa to pet the fluffy ginger cat that was already nosing into his palm. "Hey there, Gingernut. Did you miss us?" Gingernut purred his agreement as he nudged and butted his fingers.
"I know, but it's over now…You did very well." Gavin grumbled quietly as Nines pressed in behind and wrapped his arms around his waist, and sighed as he leaned back. His injured leg was sore as he tried to keep the weight off it. He'd done a lot of standing that day, and was suffering with what he'd come to call prosthetic fatigue. He was tired of being strapped into it. "How does it feel? Being discharged with full honours, free to do anything you please?" Nines nuzzled closer as Gavin scoffed. He was free, yes, but to do what? He still didn't know, even after the three months they'd been back already.
It had taken a long time for them to get here. Elijah had to finish up his duties in England, so they'd stayed there for the few months it had taken to see off the patients and settle them in other hospitals. The Aldertons had now fully reclaimed their home, with all traces of Elijah's presence removed. Elijah himself had been more than happy to return to America to introduce Connie to their families. Gavin wasn't sure how they'd reacted to seeing Connie. Not to mention that Elijah and Chloe had married without having a family celebration. They'd likely correct that at some point. Right now, he knew Elijah had taken up a post teaching at the local university. He'd made a complete course about prosthetics to pass on everything he'd learned so far and continue his ground-breaking work.
Hank still lived in the city for now, but had plans to retire within the year and move a little further out towards the mountains. He liked the idea of being able to go fishing in the lakes whenever he pleased. With that in mind, Gavin and Nines had quickly found their own apartment and moved all of Nines' belongings out. That was their next big task. They'd only just moved in that month, and with all the plans for Nines' new surgery and the discharge ceremony, they hadn't unpacked yet. The apartment was a mess of boxes and unopened shopping bags. The main things they'd unpacked were clothes and pet supplies.
They had enough money between them to make a good start. Nines had taken out a loan to buy the apartment and the store below. He'd already begun renovating the lower floor into a small surgery. They'd be opening within the next two months. He'd already had answers to his advertisements for staff, and Chloe had agreed to lend a hand part time. Gavin's money had mostly gone towards bills, upkeep, Gingernut, and new furnishings. He had quite a bit saved from his time in the army, and his father had still been putting money into his account over the past year. Gavin knew better than to question it. They'd need all the help they could get until the surgery was up and running and he'd figured out what the hell he was going to do with his life.
"I think we need a cabinet…Somewhere we can display these," Nines said as he unpinned the ribbon strips from Gavin's uniform. Gavin almost scoffed as he watched his deft fingers work. He couldn't believe Nines wanted to put them out there like that and be reminded of it every day. His time on the front was something he'd happily forget. Unfortunately, he had a permanent reminder. "There are some things that should never be forgotten…" He didn't need to be psychic to know what he was thinking about.
"Fine, we'll get a cabinet." He turned and nuzzled into Nines' chest, hoping to make him feel better. It seemed to work as Nines pulled him closer. "Phck, can we take these things off now?" The dress uniform wasn't scratchy, like the woollen ones they'd worn on the front, but it was a little stiff from lack of use. They rarely had occasion to wear them. They were only for special events and parades. Since they'd been discharged, they likely wouldn't wear them again unless they were asked to join commemorative events.
"Mr Anderson, are you trying to get me undressed?" Nines teased as he gripped Gavin's hips and tugged him against his pelvis. There was a thud and a trill as Gingernut hopped down and padded further into the apartment to nose through the piles of boxes. Gavin stumbled slightly, resting his hands on Nines' shoulders for support.
"Hey! I thought we agreed that you were Mr Reed!" Nines chuckled as he leaned in and silenced him with his lips. Gavin didn't put up a fight as Nines began steering him through the hastily stacked boxes towards the large bedroom. Their apartment was fairly spacious for a single bedroom place. The room was more than big enough for the king sized bed Hank had insisted they take. He hadn't slept in it for years. He'd found it too lonely since his wife passed, so Connor had been using it. They'd bought a new mattress, of course, but the frame itself was solid brass. It had lasted for over forty years, with barely a hint of wear.
Nines didn't part from his lips for an instant as he backed him across to the bed and removed his stiff jacket. It was almost a shame to strip him. Seeing Gavin in a full dress uniform was quite a treat. He cleaned up nicely, far different from the rough-and-ready soldier he'd met on the front. The uniform was cut to size, hugging his shoulders and ass. He'd even added a little oil to his hair that morning to keep it in place, though the hat had messed it up somewhat. Gavin sighed in relief as the stiff collar of his shirt was loosened and the tie slipped away.
He reached for Nines' shirt, pulling his buttons in return. Nines was careful as he set Gavin's tie and jacket aside, but far less careful with the shirt beneath. That was simply tossed on the floor, along with their slacks. Gavin yelped as he was knocked off balance and almost fell onto the bed and Nines leaned in above him, teasing his lips with ghosting kisses, making him chase for more. He almost shivered as he felt a teasing hand stroke his thigh above the leather corset of his prosthetic. Nines stroked along the leather barrier, teasing his sensitive skin.
"Shall I remove it?" He'd noticed the rising fatigue halfway through the ceremony. They'd been standing and sitting at regular intervals. They'd gone up on stage to be presented with their ribbons and chevrons, along with everyone else slated for that day's ceremony. There were a lot. Thousands were being discharged in their area alone, not to mention those who'd lost their lives and would receive posthumous accolades. Gavin had done well to walk up to the stage to receive a purple ribbon and wound chevron and wait patiently for speeches. Nines had also gone up on stage with the other remaining medics from his division. It had been good to see Josh, Simon, and Markus again. North had even been there in the crowd to cheer them on. Apparently, they were now working at the local hospital, though North was five months pregnant and would leave to run the home soon. Nines had also accepted Connor and Sixty's awards. Though he was present for the ceremony, Hank hadn't wanted to go up himself. He hadn't the heart for it.
"Sure, gently though, yeah? I think it chafed a little." Nines took the warning to heart as he knelt between Gavin's thighs and loosened the laces. Gavin sighed and winced a little as the leather was tugged loose and the prosthetic slipped away, allowing Nines to caress the tender skin with gentle fingers as he checked it over. He was right. The skin was a little red and sore on either side of his knee where it had rubbed. He leaned down and lavished the tender skin with gentle kisses, closing his eyes and lingering on each sore patch of skin. Gavin did his best not to squirm and flinch, though Nines was quick to pick up on the fact it hurt.
He drew back to look at the reddened skin. The scars where it had been stitched were still vaguely visible, crisscrossing the uneven base of the stump. Everything had healed now. Besides needing the prosthetic, Gavin was physically fine. He suffered phantom pain occasionally, but it was nothing like what it was the year before. As time wore on, his body was adjusting to the loss and recognising the loss of sensation in that area. He trembled as Nines' thumb rubbed gentle circles on the base of his stump.
"I'm starting to think you've developed a fetish," Gavin teased as Nines leaned in to kiss the scarred flesh. He closed his eyes as he flicked his tongue along the scars, enjoying the way Gavin squirmed in response. His silvery eyes opened at the jibe, lips pulling into a smirk as he pushed himself up to meet Gavin's lips.
"A fetish for you perhaps." Gavin seemed happy enough with that response as he smiled and accepted the gentle kisses, closing his eyes and leaning in for more. Nines gently encouraged him further back onto the bed until they could both lie down. Warm sunlight flooded through the window in the late afternoon. The ceremony had taken all day, but since it was summer, it was still light outside. It was likely that the heat had agitated Gavin's sour mood. The dress uniforms weren't exactly designed with seasonal comfort in mind. They were too thin for winter, but too heavy for summer.
Their movements became slow and lazy as they lay on their sides facing each other. Nines hummed softly as he felt Gavin's hand caress the rising bulge in his pants, rubbing and squeezing through the thin material layer. Nines returned the favour, smiling into the kiss as he felt Gavin's thigh hook over his hip in approval. They lingered awhile, stroking and teasing, tugging and squeezing. Nines moved first, peeling the tight pants down Gavin's thighs to caress his ass. Gavin moaned as Nines squeezed the plump flesh, rocking forward to nudge his cock. He shuffled his way out of his pants before sitting up to tug Nines free of his.
"What do you think?" Gavin asked as he rolled over to grab the small tub of jelly from his bedside. Nines smirked as he reached over to snag his own. Gavin bit his lip. It had been a while. Nines settled back comfortably and tapped his chest invitingly. Gavin leaned in to kiss him before crawling on, holding his hips above Nines' pecs so he could reposition him.
"Are you sure you'll be comfortable on your knees?" Nines knew well that he'd been on his prosthetic all day and his stump hadn't thanked him for it. Gavin smiled over his shoulder as he bent over a little more, getting his own angle right.
"Yeah, I'm good. You don't have to worry so much." It was difficult not to considering how much pain he knew Gavin had suffered already. It had been a long road for them to get here. He nodded his understanding as he ran his hands up and down Gavin's parted thighs, slowly dragging him further back so he could reach. He gently hooked his arms around Gavin's thighs to hold him in place and gain more control while Gavin slowly settled on his forearms.
Nines made the first move, pushing himself up so he could lick and tease the tip of Gavin's cock. He almost smirked as Gavin squirmed and moved to reciprocate. Nines lingered on the sensitive shaft, opening his mouth to suckle the tip and slowly bob his head. Gavin licked a strip up and down Nines' cock before wrapping his hand around it to pump lazily while he moved his mouth lower to nibble the loose skin of his testicles. He enjoyed the way his thighs twitched and tightened at the sensation, smirking as he opened his mouth wider to suck one of them in. He prodded and teased the small ball with his tongue, still pumping his fist with measured strokes.
Nines caught a grunt in his throat, brow furrowing as he gripped Gavin's ass with greedy hands. He wasn't about to be outdone. He pried his cheeks apart before pulling him lower, bringing his tight ring of muscle close enough to run his tongue over it. A hum of satisfaction slipped out as he felt Gavin falter. His thighs tightened and trembled as his tongue continued prodding and circling. Gavin's hand tightened on his cock in reflex as pleasure coiled in his abdomen, and Nines couldn't help the moan that escaped as his mouth closed around it. He bobbed and sucked, teeth teasing the glans with each rock.
Nines removed one hand to fumble the jelly and coat his fingers, making Gavin draw back with a surprised whine as he pushed two cold fingers through the ring. It was still a little tight, just how he knew Gavin liked it. He pushed as deep as he could before twisting his wrist. Gavin cursed under his breath before returning to his former task with more determination while Nines continued teasing his tight passage with eager fingers as he moved to kiss and nip his solid cock. He was about to open his mouth and take it in as Gavin's cool fingers pressed against his own tight ring.
Gavin moved slower, gently rubbing the cool gel in circles against the ring to loosen it. Nines crooked his fingers, feeling around and stroking the flesh walls. Gavin wasn't being cooperative that day. He seemed determined to hold off his own pleasure. Nines moaned his approval as Gavin finally pushed through the ring of flesh to tease his own passage. Nice as it was, he wasn't about to let Gavin get the upper hand. On the next thrust, Nines pushed in another finger and sucked his cock deeper. Gavin grunted and tried not to rock into it as he pumped his own fingers.
Gavin almost whined at the unfairness of it as Nines used his thumb to rub teasing circles up and down his perineum. He could almost feel the smugness radiating from him as he bobbed between his thighs. Gavin opened his throat and pushed lower, almost choking himself as he filled his throat and swallowed. Nines gasped and bucked into it, surprised at the sudden onslaught. Gavin moaned as Nines did the same, eagerly rising to the challenge as he swallowed him down. Phck! That's not fair! Gavin shuddered and whined as Nines' teeth dragged along his twitching shaft, right to the glans. Nines was calculating as he lingered there, swapping teeth for probing tongue.
"Phck-ph-Nines!" Nines closed his eyes and sucked him down to the base at the desperate encouragement. Gavin drew back and arched his spine, feeling those searching fingers push even deeper at this new angle. Nines' throat closed around him as he swallowed, muscles encasing him in snug warmth. Smugness radiated from him as he squeezed his thigh in encouragement. Gavin was so close to spilling. He could feel the knot of pleasure coiled in the pit of his stomach, ready to burst. He whined as Nines stopped and drew back, glaring over his shoulder with a look of betrayal.
"I want to finish this way." Nines tugged his arm, encouraging him to turn around. Gavin followed his leading touch and settled against him, greedily accepting kisses as their bodies came together. He moaned and held on as Nines turned them, supporting his spine with one arm while the other stretched out to hold his weight. "It would be a shame to waste all that jelly." Gavin gasped and whined as Nines' tip found his entrance and started nudging its way inside. Nines sighed in contentment as he edged forward.
Gavin's passage stretched around him like a glove. The ring put up almost no resistance to him. The muscles opened to greet him like an expected friend. He cursed under his breath as he finally pushed all the way inside, leaning down to kiss Gavin's giving lips as he squirmed and whined. He wanted to keep him wanting, to make this coupling last. Soothing his side with one hand, he gently encouraged his thigh to rest against his hip. He kept a firm grip as he rocked, enjoying the way Gavin sighed and trembled beneath him.
"How does it feel, Mr Anderson?" Gavin didn't even seem to register the teasing tone as he tightened his thighs and squirmed into the gentle rocks.
"G-good…phck, so good!" Nines huffed fondly as he returned to seal his quivering lips. Gavin was greedy and eager as he wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Little pleas and whimpers escaped between them as Nines continued a slow and torturous onslaught, Gavin's breath hot on his lips as they parted for air. "Ph-phck-more!" Nines answered the mewling request with a firm rock of his hips. Gavin held on tighter, almost gripping like a koala as Nines bounced him against the mattress.
The metal frame creaked as they moved. Each thrust drew a loud squeaking sound from the joints. As it squeaked, the legs scraped on the wooden flooring beneath, leaving little scratches in the wood. The only thing louder than the bed was Gavin as he mewled and whined out requests for more. Nines grunted as he settled his weight lower, using his forearm for support as he rocked. Gavin released his neck and moved one hand to grip and pump himself. Sweat left their skin glowing as they continued to writhe until Gavin finally stiffened. Nines rocked harder as he spilled against his own pelvis with a helpless whine before lying still.
"Fuck, Gavin!" Nines pushed back to his knees as he pulled out and grabbed his solid cock. Gavin whimpered at the loss as his passage was left empty, watching in a daze as Nines rested on his knees, jerking himself. "Fuck, you were so good!" Nines bit his lip and moaned through his teeth as he quickened his pace. Pleasure coiled in his pelvis and rippled outwards, flooding his senses as he finally spilled across Gavin's spent body. He settled on his knees, panting and dazed as he looked down at Gavin's smeared skin. "I'll find a towel." Gavin barely mumbled a response as he leaned down to press a lingering kiss against his tired lips.
"Thanks." Gavin had no energy for more as he lay in a boneless heap, panting and staring up at the ceiling. Nines left the bed and stumbled to the bathroom. They hadn't unpacked much, but they at least had some towels. He grabbed a small hand towel and ran it under the tap before returning to Gavin's exhausted form to find he'd already closed his eyes. Nines huffed softly as he cleaned him off, gently stroking the towel across his sticky skin. Finished with cleaning, he dropped the soiled towel on the floor and nuzzled into Gavin's side, slowly encouraging him to turn in his embrace. He smiled as Gavin's left leg wrapped over his hip and pulled him closer. Gavin's voice was barely a grumble as he spoke. "Love you."
"I love you, too."