#wingnix

Gekko was brand new to the Valorant Protocol, and extremely proud to be there. While it’s no Los Angeles, it’s going to become a home to him… eventually.

In the short time he’s been at the Valorant Protocol, he’s definitely gotten himself into quite a few messes. But nothing could possibly be as bad as the position he was in now.

Sure, Wingman robbed Killjoy multiple times.

Yes, Dizzy once blinded Yoru as soon as he entered the room.

100% had Thrash almost tripped Neon over countless times throughout the base.

And yes, Mosh had most certainly made a few messes here and there.

But Gekko was pretty sure that making out with Pretty Boy ™ is definitely against the Protocol’s rules, but is it his fault that Phoenix’s lips fit perfectly with his? And is it his fault if it feels all too right?

Phoenix’s tongue pressed against Gekko’s lip, and of course he allowed Phoenix entry. Their tongues met and Gekko could feel Phoenix analysing his mouth. How Phoenix’s tongue ran across Gekko’s tongue piercing and paused before exploring once more.

Gekko gave Phoenix pleased hums as he ran is hands over Phoenix’s neck. Gekko dragged his hands to meet Phoenix’s cheeks so he could control the angle of his face, possibly making the pieces of the puzzle fit even better.

Phoenix ran his hands down Gekko’s side, sliding over his hips to meet at the small of his back. The two separated their lips to catch their breath and admire the other. Gekko’s face heated up as he made eye contact with Phoenix.

“Fuck you’re beautiful Gekko”

Gekko looked at him, really looked at him deeply. Passion sparked fiercely in Gekko’s eyes as he leant in close to Phoenix’s ear.

“Say my actual name, Jamie” Gekko whispered before leaning back to catch Phoenix’s expression. Phoenix gazed down at Gekko’s lips before looking back into his eyes. He leant in close to Gekko’s face, before whispering back.

“Mateo, you’re fucking beautiful”

Their lips met again, quickly regaining the rhythm that they left off with. They grasped onto each other as if they’d vanish through the other’s fingertips. Like a moth to a flame, Gekko let himself get caught up in it all.

He loved when Phoenix moved away from his lips to grace his neck with attention. How he was patient enough to wait until he got to Gekko’s collarbone before marking him with hickies.

He loved Phoenix praising him, craved it even. He whined from the loss of contact and relished in the warmth he felt when it was regained.

Gekko was obsessed with the feeling of Phoenix dipping under his shirt to graze his fingertips across his waist. How the light touches ignited a fire that burnt ever so bright for the source.

He was obsessed with it all, in love with not just Phoenix, but the experience as well. The moment was everything Gekko could’ve wanted and more, and nothing could’ve ruined it.

Knock Knock Knock

Nevermind.

“Phoenix, Jett hurt her ankle in training today and we need you to fill in for her in today’s mission.” Sage’s soft voice was heard through the door. “I hope the short notice doesn’t bother you.”

“Nah, it’s calm.” Phoenix said as he and Gekko untangled themselves from each other. “I’ll be out in 5 yeah?”

“That works, thank you Phoenix” Sage’s disappearing footsteps were heard as the room fell into full silence. The realisation of what just happened very quickly drilled it’s way into the two’s minds.

“…”

“Fuck…” Gekko cursed

“That just happened…”

“Fuck…” Gekko repeated, starting to anxiously pace around the room. “Fuck Phoenix… this is…”

“This could be bad…” Phoenix finished. Gekko started to run his hands over his hair out of stress. The only sounds heard were the sounds of the two’s own heartbeats banging loudly in their eardrums.

“Oh man I’m brand new here… and I already recieve leniency because I’m new but this… mierda, estoy jodida.”

“Gekko, calm down, it’s gonna be alright—“

“Phoenix you have the luxury of being an established member of the protocol, but me? Phoenix I’m brand new— They don’t have anything to lose with me!” Gekko grabbed onto Phoenix’s shoulders, his gaze flicking between each of Phoenix’s eyes. Phoenix’s eyes did the same, before a loud smack was heard.

Gekko felt a tingling rush fill his cheek.

“Shit man I didn’t mean to smack you, I just thought it’d make you come to your senses a bit?” Phoenix stumbled over his words, before letting a spew of muted curses leave his mouth.

Gekko breathed deep for a few beats, letting himself calm down.

“Gekko, realistically she probably didn’t hear us. These walls are thick. Neon doesn’t hear anything and she’s next to Raze’s room, and you know that she’s definitely getting it on with Killjoy.” Phoenix tried to rationalise in attempts to soothe Gekko more.

“Yeah… you’re probably right.” Gekko let a heavy breath out before continuing “Also, it’s chill that you slapped me, it grounded me, so thanks. Just maybe don’t get into the habit of slapping randoms?” Gekko quipped, which Phoenix smirked at in response.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He smiled, before sighing. “I’d love to chit chat Gekko, but you heard the woman. Duty calls”

Phoenix made his way to the door, Gekko in tow. He held his hand on the doorknob, but paused before turning it.

“Gekko.”

Gekko blinked.

“Yeah?”

“Let’s not get interrupted next time, yeah?” Phoenix said before opening the door and leaving, which left Gekko standing in the doorway of Phoenix’s room.

Let’s not get interrupted next time

Gekko ran his tongue over his lips and smirked.