#oneshort

"Take it easy, girl." You hear his voice and smile a little.

"Good morning, Bauer." You greet him and he appears in your field of vision, though his figure is blurred to your eyes still, you know him very well.

You've known Bauer longer than you can calculate. You've been down there so long that you're not sure if it's been thirty years or three months. The two of you signed up for the project to monitor and care for the most influential and important people the Earth would need once the air was no longer toxic in the future.

Before all that, bombs, biological weapons were unceremoniously dropped on different countries. Nobody knew, or did not want to admit, who was behind this act, but it had an impact on the entire population, the air began to become toxic, plants, animals, little by little humans, everything was dying in a cloud of dust, blue ash floating in the air.

The American government gathered great minds, scientists, engineers, military, to create subway bases where they would remain in a state of hibernation until the air became viable for life again.

You volunteered for the project, your medical knowledge could help keep these people alive. Few people were willing to accept the conditions, although you didn't quite understand why. The fundamental requirement was that the volunteer had to be single, no partner, no children, no family, nothing that could make him doubt his work, nothing that could make him come back or try to save them by putting them inside the bunker. It was either that or die an agonizing death when your lungs began to be poisoned by the blue dust. It might sound cowardly, but you had no hesitation in accepting your position when you were summoned. You can remember all the women who accepted the project, you can almost count them on the fingers of your two hands. Some were lucky and were assigned together, others like you would share the job with a male partner. In the serum you prepared when you returned to your capsule after maintenance time, you added a sterilizing formula to avoid unwanted anomalies. Your period, like your aging, had stopped, which prevented you from waking up bathed in blood every six months or, in the case of desperate rape, the partner from dying with the baby inside her capsule in the most horrible way possible.

Lucky for you Bauer has never touched you that way. Or any other way. Despite always being with his porn magazines, he always keeps a distance from you. You're not sure why, but you appreciate it too. You still have a lot of time to spend together and you don't want the situation to be awkward between you.

You sit up on your capsule carefully, your body is still waking up and feels numb. You manage to sit on the edge of the tank and cough loudly as the air burns a little inside you. Bauer puts some distance between you again by sitting on the edge of the table you use to eat or repair your instruments if necessary.

Your eyesight is perfect again, you look up at him and laugh through your nose at the sight of him holding one of his magazines in his hands. He is like a teenager. Always with his dick in his hand. You're thankful he at least uses the bathroom for that. His blue gaze is fixed on you, you tremble and you don't know if it's because of your numb muscles or because he's looking at you with a crooked smile.

"I have two hours to live, excuse me if my priorities are mundane." You hear him joking sarcastically and you can't help but laugh loudly.

"No, I have nothing to say." You laugh and raise your hands in peace.

You get up from your capsule to get going. You sleep for six months, have two hours to supervise the place, take care of maintenance, socialize if you don't go crazy and go back to sleep. So you don't want to waste time sitting there. But when your feet hit the floor, your right ankle is still numb, causing you to lose your balance and rush forward abruptly, slamming your knee against the table where Bauer is sitting.

"Fuck!" You exclaim in pain. He jumps up in a leap to come over to you.

"Are you all right? I told you to take it easy, girl. " He says hovering around you making sure you can handle the situation on your own.

Now you're the one sitting at the table biting your lip to keep from telling him where to shove his advice as you rub your knee trying to soothe the throbbing pain running up and down your leg. You have an involuntary spasm when Bauer crouches down right in front of you and his hand brushes your bare heel. You gasp low at the warm sensation of his palm against the bare skin of your foot. It's been so long since you've felt another person's foreign touch on you that it makes all your skin crawl and your toes dig into the metal surface of the table.

"I'm fine." You assure him without knowing whether to remove your foot from his hand or not. "I'm still waking up..."

"We don't want you to get injured, Doc." He jokes carefully moving your ankle. It doesn't hurt, in fact the worst part has been taken by your knee, but you appreciate his gesture.

"Oh no, you won't get rid of me that easily. " You joke too and hear him laugh. He lifts his head shaking his hair over his eyes and smiles at you. You feel your cheeks redden a little and you finally pull your foot away, resting it back on the ground.

Bauer clears his throat, getting up from the floor and rubs his hands against his sleeping pants. He has not yet prepared to start maintenance, which means he hasn't been awake long either. Normally your pods open at the same time, but he always seems more awake than you. You watch him walk to his locker and take out a cigarette. You're surprised he still has one after all this time. Bauer lights it and letting the smoke fill the room for a moment, he walks to the pantry where you have the sachets of prepared meals. Most of them are dehydrated food or powder that turns into a paste that doesn't taste exactly what it promises. Bauer catches his cigarette between his lips and pulls out a small bag and walks back to you. He shakes it in front of your eyes and you take it. Cereal. You're not really hungry when you wake up, but it's nice to think that he cares about you. You open the bag and drop some of the contents directly into your mouth. You hand the bag back to him and see that Bauer does exactly the same as you.

"Okay, are you feeling better?" You hear him ask and you look at him, he blows out the smoke from his cigarette and holds it out to you. You shake your head, you are not a smoker. It's funny because he's never offered you one before, at least that you remember.

"Yes, I'm fine now, we can start getting ready and get to work." You say and you see him nod. He finishes his cigarette and returns to the table picking up one of his magazines.

"Well, in that case, if you don't mind I'll go to the bathroom first." He tells you with a knowing smile and you roll your eyes. "I have a date with my favorite girl." He jokes and you snort in amusement.

"They're eventually going to lose their color from so much 'pampering'." You laugh again, but your partner is already heading for the bathroom and locking himself in there.

You sigh and smile. It's nice to be able to talk to him about anything, joke around and not have the situation become awkward. It would be stressful to spend the only two hours you have angry or embarrassed about something. So taking any topic, whether it's regular or sexual, as normal, is really nice. Plus you can't be hypocritical about it. Bauer may use his magazines to masturbate like a fifteen year old, but you use your imagination and lately the vast majority of your fantasies are starring him. You should feel bad for mentally raping him or something.

At first you tried to ignore your own desires, but as the days went by you realized it was absurd. You had no more contact with the world than some old black and white screens, in the personal stuff box there wasn't a single magazine in which a single naked man on them. Bauer is the only man that you see everyday so you just can help yourself with him in your imagination. Of course you'll never tell it to him. Never.

You finally manage to get up from the table. Your knee still hurts, but time is running its course and this is no time to complain. Bauer looks at you one more time making sure you're not going to fall again.  You smile at him to put his mind at ease and walk over to the control panel to make sure the rest of the enclosures are connected. You do the same, watching all the screens for any glitches, any anomalies that should concern you. Bauer says nothing, but walks to the bathroom with one of his magazines under his arm and an amused smile forms on your mouth. You hear the door close and walk through the rest of the room continuing your maintenance work. You have individual water tanks that you use to shower and wash your clothes, it is true that four hours a year does not make the clothes smell bad, but it is purely hygiene and routine.

You are checking the seismos chart when Bauer comes out of the bathroom again, with his work clothes, gray jacket and pants of the same color, carrying a belt full of tools. Bauer is brushing his teeth, his hair damp, bangs stuck to his forehead.

"Are you done, can I use the bathroom or will I slip after your little moment with your girlfriends?" you joke and watch him as he smiles cleaning his toothbrush and returns to your side, looking over your shoulder at the chart.

"You can go to the bathroom, have you seen anything new?"

"A little seismic, but nothing serious, anyway when you're checking the air filters, can you check to see if you see any cracks or anything that shouldn't?"

"Sure ma'am, as you command." Bauer smiles and you snort.

"Idiot." You mutter slapping him on the arm with the papers in your hands and head for the bathroom grabbing your clothes to change.

You always split the work between the two of you, Bauer has taken on the role of mechanic while you take care of the serums for both the Sleepers and yourselves, not just because you are the nurse there but because Bauer is repulsed to go down into the Sleepers' chambers, he has never handled it well. When it's his turn to change the air vents he does it quickly, without getting too close to the pods of the people who sleep there, the ones you care for until the world is habitable again. It's funny because Bauer is a grown man, well cultivated and experienced in life, and yet he's quite skeptical of some things.

You walk out of the bathroom, arranging your hair in a high bun, and return to the control panel to begin your own tasks. Bauer is hovering around you again, you see him picking up his tools and the new filters. You smile as he picks up his walkman leaving the headphones around his neck. His blue gaze fixes on you and he shakes his head.

"What?" he asks you with a half smile.

"Nothing, are you taking care of the Sleepers today?" you joke as you see his disgruntled look on his face. "Come on they're just sleeping people."

"Nope, I'll pass, I always get the feeling they're going to open their eyes and I'm going to shit myself."

You laugh good-naturedly as you shake your head. You give him his list of duties and watch as he walks away from the room closing the door behind him.  Whenever you change rooms, the door has to be closed to avoid unnecessary loss of uncontaminated air. You enter the drug storage room, prepare the doses of the nearest levels and carry everything on a tray and leave the room as Bauer did before.

An hour later you are back in the main hall. You have finished with the second floors of Sleepers and now you have to go to the other side of the base to take care of the rest, but first you will eat some food. You take the bag of cereal Bauer left on the table and empty it completely into your mouth, throwing the empty bag into the garbage can which instantly disintegrates it. You are picking up some of your utensils when you hear Bauer not far from the room babbling and humming some song. You can't help but laugh, of course Bauer is the exception that every American can sing, play an instrument and act; the last two you don't know, but singing is certainly not part of his gifts. Nevertheless your hearing sharpens as he tries to find the note and his voice becomes husky, your hair stands on end and your mind throws some images into your head that have nothing to do with the man singing. You sigh long trying to get your mind to stop torturing you like that and try to focus on your work, but then you hear Bauer protesting and shouting furiously. Frightened you run to the next room, but before you enter he appears, closes the door and turns to you, he has one hand resting against his chest and is bleeding profusely staining his jacket and a little on his pants. Panic takes hold of you.

"What happened to you?" You ask him running to his side. You want to reach for his hand, but he hisses it away.

"I cut myself on the fucking air filter grille." He growls angrily, embarrassed by his clumsiness. At any other time you'd tease him a little, but now you're worried because you don't want it to get infected and spill over into something worse.

"Come, let me see it." You ask leading him over to the table and sit him in one of the chairs.

Bauer doesn't seem very comfortable with your contact and that you want to take care of his wound, but he doesn't open his mouth either. You go to the storeroom where the medicines are and take some absorbent cotton, alcohol and some bandages to treat his hand. When you return you leave everything on the table and kneel down in front of Bauer to get a better look at his hand. You carefully open it up to see a long, but not very deep, cut on the palm of his hand and sigh with relief. Luckily he doesn't need stitches. You grab the absorbent cotton from the table and the alcohol with which to clean the wound. You are not aware, but in your movement your chest brushes against your partner's knee a couple of times and he looks at you sideways, clenching his jaw. You rub the cotton carefully around his wound removing the blood and squeezing a little at the cut. Bauer gasps in pain and tries to pull his hand away, but you don't let him.

"It fucking hurts." Bauer grunts and you give him a sidelong glance, from your kneeling position in front of his legs, it's something he's having a hard time handling.

"You're like a baby. I'm almost done." You joke, but he seems quite tense, you don't want to upset him so you bandage his hand carefully and get up from the floor picking up the used gauze pads from the table. "That's it. When you wake up again it will be healed."

"Fucking great, now how am I going to jerk off?" He says with annoyance getting up from the chair as well.

"Use your other hand." You reply with a shrug.

"What if I need both?" You both look at each other at his response. You raise an eyebrow and can't help but laugh. There it is again, the pleasant, relaxed atmosphere that always envelops you.

"If you need both you can use mine." You say turning back towards the warehouse.

You clearly haven't heard what you yourself just said, however Bauer has and it is echoing in his ears cruelly and repetitively dulling his senses, getting his blood to travel to his cock giving a little tug. You walk out of the warehouse once again ready to continue your round, however Bauer's body slams into yours leaving you momentarily breathless, pinned against the wall and himself.

You stare at him confused, trying to guess what is going through his mind, but his eyes are fixed on you, his pupils dilated and his blue irises now a dangerous electric color.

"Bauer?" you ask with a gasp that gets his pupils to dilate a little more if possible.

"Would you?" his voice sounds low, like a growl. "If I asked you to. Would you?"

"Do what?" you ask because you are still unaware of what you have said. Or maybe you are, but your intention was not to provoke him. Bauer pushed his body a little more against yoursand you gasp as you are finally aware of what he is talking about. You are amazed at the strength he has manipulating you with only one hand.

Your cheeks flush and you try to say something. Your voice sounds in a stutter and you don't really say anything coherent. Bauer's gaze follows your every gesture and movement, as if he wants to be sure you're both on the same page.

"Would you?" he repeats.

"Why not?" You manage to say at last. Why are you going to hide? Why are you going to pretend you haven't thought about it once? You were afraid before, you thought if you were too obvious he might get uncomfortable and make your living together a disaster. But Bauer is asking you directly, so you don't have to pretend anymore. "We can also open a tank and have one of the Sleepers do it, would you prefer that?" you joke and he grunts.

"Fuck no" he snorts but doesn't move away from you. "I'm not kidding, little girl."

"Neither am I..." You murmur and dare to raise a hand caressing Bauer's chest over his jacket.

Bauer holds your hand and leans forward brushing his lips with yours asking for permission. Your free hand travels to the back of his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair and you pull him in kissing him eagerly. Kissing him triggers a desperate reaction in Bauer. He growls against your mouth kissing you intensely. His tongue tangles with yours, pushes harder against your mouth as if he wants to melt inside your mouth. Devour you. You moan and gasp, your fingers tangle around the back of his neck and you tug lightly. His healthy hand reaches for the zipper of your jacket, slides it down and his mouth leaves some kiss, some nibble on your neck, down your shoulder pulling your skin between his teeth. You moan in pain and aroused, you throw your head back enjoying his kisses. You open your eyes and your gaze turns to the clock, startled to see how much time you have left.

"Bauer..." You gasp trying to push him away, but he pushes you harder against the wall. "Bauer... the clock!"

"Fuck the fucking clock." He growls against your skin and tugs at your jacket throwing it to the floor. "I haven't touched a woman in years. I can assure you it's going to be trippy fast." He snorts and you try to keep your mind cool, but his hand tightens on your chest and you're unable to stop him again.

You have to admit he's right. Neither of you have been in contact with another person in too long and your bodies are so hot that neither of you can take much. Your legs wrap around Bauer's waist as he lifts you off the floor, with you in his embrace he awkwardly walks over to the table and sits you on it. You separate, Bauer rips off your shirt and bra, you pull his jacket off and pull his shirt up over his head. You gasp at the sight of all his messy hair falling over his face. He kisses you again, his hand travels to your hair and pulls your bun letting your hair fall over your shoulders. The fingers of his hand tangle through your tresses pulling it gently. You tilt your head back and moan as his tongue runs along the mark of your throat, making your hair stand on end. You kiss him again, wrap your legs around his waist and your hand squeezes his already hard cock. He gasps and grabs your wrist, pulling you away from him.

"Don't do that, little girl, or we'll be done before we start." He assures you with a grunt, kisses his ear pulling on your lobe making you moan.

"Too bad..." You move closer to his ear, licking his skin. "I wanted it in my mouth..." You moan into his ear and Bauer gasps at the thought.

His hand moves down to your legs and squeezes at your center feeling the fabric is damp. He glances sideways at you with a crooked smile as you blush. You've been wet since his husky singing voice has sent other kinds of images to your brain. He unbuttons your pants and his hand caresses the inside of your panties, his fingers squeeze your clit in circles making you moan. You hug his shoulders digging your nails into him and move your hips towards his fingers. Bauer increases the speed of his fingers a little, kisses you again and lowers his mouth to catch your nipple licking and sucking eagerly. You moan louder grabbing his hair pulling it slightly.

"Bauer...!"

He breaks away from you again to remove your pants and panties. Bauer gets rid of his own clothes dragging you to the edge of the table and his fingers enter you moving slowly, dilating you, he moves his fingers in and out, circling inside you, grazing a perfect spot inside you that makes you throb and tremble. You moan and writhe in pleasure hugging yourself to his body moving against his fingers.

"Bauer, fuck me!" you almost beg.

"Oh God, yes, little one, you can be sure." He says in a husky voice pulling his fingers out and quickly places himself between your legs and pushes slowly.

You moan almost at the same time. The sensation overwhelms you both for a second. Bauer's cock dilates you with every thrust he gives inside you. Thick, long, it widens your wet walls making you shudder.

"Fuck, so tight..." You gasp thrusting again and need a moment not to lose control completely.

You moan and kiss him, moving against him giving him permission to do the same. Bauer holds your waist and changes his gentle thrusts to fast, hard lunges that go much deeper inside you. Pleasure completely overwhelms you, he has managed to leave you on the edge with his fingers and you feel the sensation of climax swirling in your lower belly again, desperate to explode.

"Don't stop!... Harder!" You ask holding onto his shoulders and Bauer obeys bringing his hips into an almost violent rhythm.

As promised by the mechanic it didn't take too long for either of you, the pleasure hit you hard, Bauer spilled completely inside you and his fingers against your clit again made you follow soon after.

You need a moment to catch your breath. You gasp loudly, still with your bodies pressed together. Bauer rests his forehead on your shoulder and you stroke the hair on the back of his neck while keeping your legs tight and trembling around his waist. You can't help but giggle as you glance at the clock and discover that you still have plenty of time.

"I told you we wouldn't last long..." You hear your partner's muffled voice and you shrug, downplaying it.

"If we finish early we can always repeat." You propose and Bauer raises his head, looking at you in surprise.

"Who are you and what have you done with my girl?" you know he's joking, but you feel something strange in your chest when you hear him say "my girl". You laugh nervously and your legs fall to either side of the table.

"That's okay, if you prefer, we'll save it for six months from now." You joke too and hear him snort in amusement. He leans in to kiss you and then pulls away from you completely. You sigh as he leaves your body and you get off the table picking up your clothes. Bauer does the same.

"How much longer do you need?" Bauer asks you when he's dressed again.

"I just have to prepare the serum for the east side of the Sleepers and I'll be done." You explain and look at the clock, you have half an hour yet, if you hurry you could have ten minutes to prepare your own pods and get everything ready until six months from now again.

"Let me give you a hand, we'll go faster and I also have to change the filters on that side." Bauer offers as he grabs the filters from his toolbox.

You look at him curiously, not sure if he's doing it because he really wants to help, since he knows the moment of passion has slowed you down in your taeras, or he wants to repeat before he gets into the capsule. You thank him mentally, but you're not sure that with that injured hand he can make much effort. However, you say nothing. You adjust your clothes and walk to the pharmacy to prepare the medicines, and the two of you change rooms when you are ready. Neither of you says anything, Bauer is back to wearing the walkman attached to his waist, but it's no longer singing, it's like a supplement, he uses his left hand for strength and places the grids with his right hand so as not to strain too much. You check the tanks, you check that there are no anomalies, everyone is still asleep, everyone has their vitals constant, the serums are still working properly, they just need to be refilled. You observe some of them with a small smile, if it really works, you still have a lot of work waiting for you. "I know the program said no family, but.... did you have anyone?" Bauer's voice startles you for a moment, you give him a sidelong glance, you know his story, you know he had family before he went in there, but he was recruited for his knowledge, though he could always try to refuse.

"No one important... I mean, I didn't have a stable relationship, my job was no big deal either... so I didn't think too much about it..." You look straight at him this time, place the last vial of serum and walk over to him. "Do you miss your family?"

"Every day I have a harder time remembering their faces and I hate myself for it... but I guess that's part of what this job does to us." He shrugs and the two of you walk silently up to your level again and enter the central room. You glance sideways at the clock and check that you still have ten minutes, as you had thought.

"When we can get out of here you'll have time to make new memories." You try to cheer him up, take the notebook where you write down every awakening to record possible irregularities.

"If we get out of this alive." You snort through your nose and he ditches his tools, walkman and leaves the belt on the toolbox as well. You can see him stretch out rattling his bones and you smile.

"So far we're not doing too bad..."

"Are you going to aim the sex too?" Bauer murmurs just above your ear and your heart pounds. Of course you had no intention of informing anyone about that, if anyone ever read it, that was just between you and Bauer.

"Not if it becomes a constant." You smile and you can sense a mischievous grin forming on his mouth.

When you're both ready, you prepare something to eat, the atmosphere is nice and relaxed, as always, only now Bauer allows himself to touch you, so you end up sharing a bag of prepared, you sitting on his knee and him wrapping an arm around your waist, resting his injured hand on your thigh.

It's five minutes before you go back to sleep, your lips making a wet, obscene noise as you pull away from Bauer's cock, licking up the remnants of his cum. You are both shivering and covered in a thin layer of sweat. Bauer licks your wet pussy one last time from your orgasm and you both get up from the floor. You don't mind being naked again, you walk with your legs still shaking and prepare the serums for your own capsules. Bauer moves close to you, his hands on your waist, his forehead on your shoulder. You smile and feeling how he embraces you.

“What a pity that fucking pods are so small…” He grunts and you laugh shaking your head.

“I think that could be very comfortable either.” Bauer protests once more before pulling away from you, leaving a kiss on your neck that makes you sigh. You prepare the serums and place them in their devices on top of the capsules. You can't suppress a small sigh, you really don't want to go back in there and be six months away from the man, again. However you know it's a stupid thought, for you sleeping is like day after day, but it still bothers you a little. Again your partner moves in and kisses you again; mouth, jaw and neck. You smile letting yourself do it, closing your eyes, enjoying the moment. You don't have much time left, you can't waste time.

"Bauer..." You whisper wanting to push him away.

"It's not fair, I've cum inside you, you're going to sleep with something of mine inside you and I'm going to sleep alone." He moans and you can't help a giggle.

"You're an idiot." You assure him, but you can see his amused smile understanding that he's not serious.

You each settle into your pods, only a minute left before the air goes out and you can begin your new rest. You see Bauer settle into his bed and bite your lip.

"Bauer!" You call out to him. he lifts his head and on the fly catches something you've thrown at him. He laughs when he looks at it and discovers they are your panties. He brings them to his nose and then lies back down. "See you in six months..." You whisper looking up at him, placing the oxygen cylinder to your nose. Before the capsule closes completely you watch as he keeps the press in his fist and smiles at you, winking at you.

  You smile back and soon after you are completely asleep.

Thanks for reading!! I hope you liked!!

“Are you finished with your training for the day?” Viktor asked, standing in the doorway that lead into Luther’s bedroom. He had his hand pressed up against the wood so that it could steady him and make him look more like a part of the house. That was always how he had left when they were growing up, like he was nothing more than one of their father’s decorative collectables.

Luther looked up from where he was sitting on the edge of the bed and his features immediately softened.

Viktor still wasn’t used to that yet.

He had spent so long dealing with nothing but scorn and dismissal from all of his siblings. Back when he had been Vanya, when he had been the demure little girl that hid behind her bangs like they would be able to save her, Luther had barely even given Viktor a passing glance. 

Back then, Number One had been too wrapped up in Allison to pay any mind to the tiny, waifish Number Seven. Allison had left them though. She had gone off to pursue a career in Hollywood with only a goodbye and a returned locket. The same had happened with Viktor, with Klaus and Diego, the only two that had even deemed him approachable leaving to do whatever they were going to do in the world.

“I am,” Luther finally answered, as if just remembering that Viktor needed the verbal reassurance. “Do you want to come in?”

Viktor ducked his head, still unused to the lack of hair falling around his neck and face. He much preferred how he looked now to how he had looked back when he had the longer hair, but after twenty years of living with it, it was going to take him a while to get used to it. He took a hesitant step over the threshold and then found himself sitting beside Luther on the bed. 

The taller man got up just long enough to place one of his numerous records down on the player. The slow, steady beats of Tiffany’s I Think We’re Alone Now echoed through the room and swallowed them both up. The house was so big and cavernous that it felt like it was doing that at all times, especially now that the presence and voices of their siblings had disappeared.

Viktor hummed along to it as he laid back on the bed. His head was cushioned by Luther’s pillow until the superhero snuck one of his huge arms underneath his adoptive brother’s delicate head.

“Hey,” he breathed as he rolled to the side so that he was facing Luther. 

The other man’s face softened once more so that he was matching the expression. “Hey,” he replied. He leaned down and soon their mouths were connected together in a tender kiss. It still felt so new, so different to anything that Viktor had ever imagined even after burying himself in novel after novel as a young child.

He really likes it, though.

“Do you want to take a nap with me before dinner?” Luther asked when they broke apart.

“I’d love to,” Viktor replied, a small smile tugging at the sides of his lips. He was still very shy, even though he had grown up with Luther his entire life and they had been doing this for the better part of a year now.