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The first firework exploded so far away it barely registered as anything more than a dull thud echoing through the night air.
Robert blinked quickly. His fingers froze halfway through throwing Beef's toy, and his shoulders tensed almost imperceptibly before he forced them to relax again.
It was probably just someone setting one off early, he told himself. It happened every year. People could be impatient.
He threw the toy anyway.
Another muffled boom echoed through the neighborhood at the exact same moment.
Beef immediately abandoned the toy and darted beneath the coffee table, trembling so violently that the little bone-shaped tag on his collar jingled nonstop.
"There you are," Robert murmured as he knelt beside the table. "Hey... it's okay. Come here."
The Chihuahua didn't budge.
As Robert lowered himself onto the hardwood floor, stretching out on his stomach so he could reach underneath the table, he heard the front door unlock and open.
Flambae was home.
Robert let out a small breath of relief. He reached one arm beneath the coffee table until Beef finally crawled into his hands. The little dog's heart pounded so hard against his palms it almost hurt.
"I know," Robert whispered, more to himself than to Beef as he cradled the Chihuahua against his chest. "I don't like it either. But it's just tonight. I promise."
"I brought snacks," Flambae announced cheerfully as he walked in, grinning while holding up two stuffed grocery bags for his boyfriend to see.
The moment his eyes landed on Robert's exhausted, tense expression, though, his smile softened.
"...Hey."
He set the bags down on the kitchen counter and hurried over to them.
Robert managed a small smile as he stroked Beef's head.
"Hey."
Without another word, Flambae wrapped both of them in a hug.
His strong arms settled carefully around Robert ā and, by extension, the trembling Chihuahua curled in Robert's lap ā offering silent reassurance to them both.
Robert exhaled, letting some of the tension leave his body with the breath.
Not just because ā well, obviously ā having his boyfriend here made everything feel a little easier.
But also because he realized he'd been holding his breath for... who even knew how long.
No more than half an hour later, Robert's usually sparse living room had slowly transformed into a cozy little bunker.
The curtains stayed open, allowing soft flashes of red, white, and blue in the distance to drift across the walls and floor, but every window was shut tight. The balcony door was closed as well.
On the side table beside the couch sat a small Bluetooth speaker Flambae had brought over, quietly playing an old playlist of songs Robert loved. The overhead lights remained off, replaced by the green table lamp Flambae had given him months ago, filling the room with a warm amber glow.
Curled up on a thick rug in front of the couch, Robert sat with Beef resting comfortably in his lap. With one hand, he reached for another slice of pizza from the open box on the floor while using the other to keep the stretchy cheese just out of reach of Beef's watchful nose.
"I brought wraps," Flambae said while digging through one of the bags he'd left on the couch. "And some calming treats for him. Ohāand..."
He peeked into the second bag.
"...one, two, three different kinds of snacks because I wasn't sure which ones youād like."
"The pizza's already more than enough," Robert replied around a mouthful of food. "You really didn't have to do all this, you know."
"Tch," Flambae clicked his tongue dismissively before pointing at Beef. "I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it so I can spend more time with Beef."
Robert smiled to himself.
As if accepting the explanation, Beef simply rested his chin on Robert's thigh.
Flambae gathered the rest of the things from the bags before settling onto the rug between Robert, the bowls of chips, and the unopened cans of soda.
Without thinking, Robert scooted a little closer with Beef still in his lap.
The two of them sat cross-legged on the thick cream-colored rug Flambae had given him months earlier after noticing Robert always preferred sitting on the floor whenever they watched movies together.
It had taken Robert a long time to realize just how often he unconsciously found himself returning to that rug whenever he felt overwhelmed.
Now it simply felt like another layer of safety.
Robert was absentmindedly combing his fingers through the rug's soft fibers, when Flambae gently lifted Beef off his lap, finally catching his attention back.
"You okay?" Flambae asked, glancing sideways at him as he carefully got to work with Beef.
A wide elastic wrap settled snugly around the Chihuahua's chest without restricting his movement, applying a steady, comforting pressure. Flambae's fingers moved with remarkable patience as he adjusted it.
Robert nodded before asking, "When did you learn how to do that?"
Flambae smiled without looking up. He finished wrapping the band around Beef and tied it offāfirm enough to stay in place, but never too tight.
"About five minutes before I came over."
Robert let out a quiet laugh.
He watched Beef's tiny eyelids slowly begin to droop as Flambae gently scratched behind his ears before fitting a pair of soft canine ear covers over them as well.
For a little while, a comfortable silence settled between them, broken only by Robert's playlist humming softly in the background. Thenā
BOOM.
A distant explosion rolled across the night.
No. Not that distant.
That one had sounded much closer.
This time, Beef barely reacted.
Robert wished he could say the same.
His heart lurched painfully inside his chest.
Before he even realized it, every muscle in his body had tightened again. His breathing caught, then returned in short, shallow breaths that made his chest ache. Something heavy began building beneath his ribs, squeezing tighter with every distant explosion echoing through the neighborhood.
They'd started.
For real this time.
Another boom. Another firework exploding overhead.
Flambae moved so quickly Robert barely registered it. He shoved aside whatever was still between them and gently cupped Robert's face in both hands.
"I'm here, okay?" he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Robert's forehead. "I've got you, baby."
Robert blinked, still looking slightly dazed, before giving a small nod.
His shoulders remained painfully tense.
"Could you..." His voice came out barely above a whisper. "...hold me?"
Flambae didn't hesitate. He shifted behind Robert on the rug and wrapped both arms securely around his boyfriend's torso, holding him firmly but gently.
"Tell me if this ever starts feeling like too much, okay?"
Robert nodded again.
But they both knew he wasn't going to ask Flambae to let go.
Having his boyfriend there was the only thing keeping him anchored to the present instead of slipping into the terrifying certainty trying to convince him that every relentless explosion outside meant danger ā that something terrible was about to happen.
The explosions kept coming. One after another.
Unfortunately, the city's fireworks display was being held only a few blocks away from Robert's apartment complex. Every blast could be heard clearly, and every burst of color reflected through the glass balcony door.
Red. White. Blue.
Each flash painted the inside of the apartment before fading just as quickly.
Within Flambae's embrace, Robert trembled.
His chest ached with every shallow breath. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to put some distance between himself and the noise outside.
It didn't really help.
The flashes still painted the darkness through his eyelids.
After a while, they stopped looking like fireworks. They became something else.
Warning lights flashing across the control panel of his mech suit.
Alarms.
Foreign device detected.
Temperature rising.
Altitude dropping.
System failure.
Failure.
Failure.
Failure.
The suit's system voice repeated the same warning over and over as gravity itself seemed to disappear.
Metal creaked before panels tore free and disappeared into open air.
Thick black smoke swallowed the sky as he fell.
Fellā
āand the ground kept getting closer.
Another explosion. Closer. Louder.
"Bob?" A warm hand brushed gently against his cheek. "Babe?"
Another blast thundered outside.
Robert jerked violently in Flambae's arms before slowly shaking his head, trying to force himself back into the room.
"...Sorry," he whispered, curling in on himself even more.
"Don't apologize." Flambae's voice was gentle, but firm.
Both of his hands rubbed slow, reassuring circles over Robert's waist.
"It's stupid..." Robert muttered.
He shifted just enough to scoop Beef back into his lap, instinctively wrapping both arms around the little dog the same way Flambae was holding him.
"Theyāre loud, sudden noises," Flambae said quietly, resting his chin on Robert's shoulder. "It makes perfect sense that your body's scared."
His voice softened even further.
"You don't have to act like it's nothing." A small pause. "...Not with me."
Robert hummed weakly in acknowledgment. His body didn't.
His pulse raced so fast he couldn't separate one heartbeat from the next.
A quiet whine escaped him. Almost instinctively, he folded forward, shielding both his head and Beef with his body.
Sensing his owner's distress, Beef answered with a few gentle licks against Robert's cheek.
Flambae adjusted with him.
Without ever letting go, he leaned over Robert's back as much as he could, shielding him with his own body. One hand settled between Robert's shoulder blades. The other rested firmly against his chest.
No restraint. Just grounding.
"You're here, Bob," Flambae murmured. "You're home. I'm taking care of you."
He rested his forehead lightly against Robert's shoulder.
His heart was breaking.
He wished there were more he could do.
Another explosion echoed outside.
Robert flinched so hard his entire body jolted.
Carefully, Flambae lifted both hands and gently covered Robert's ears. It wasn't enough to block the noise completely, but it softened the more distant booms.
Then Flambae started talking.
About absolutely anything. About nothing at all. Whatever came to mind.
Every word became another layer between Robert and the fireworks, and that was all that mattered.
"Remember when Beef stole my burger?" he asked with a faint smile.
Something escaped Robert that landed somewhere between a sob and a laugh.
They stayed like that for several more minutes.
Little by little, the fireworks seemed to be winding down. The explosions grew farther apart, each silence lasting a little longer than the last.
Eventually, Robert let himself lean back again.
Ironically, Beef stretched with a sleepy little grunt, looking completely unbothered by the noise that had terrified him earlier.
Taking advantage of the moment, Flambae tightened his embrace just enough for Robert to feel another heartbeat besides his own.
A slow and steady one.
His hand found Robert's trembling fingers. "Can you feel my hand?"
Robert couldn't answer yet.
Flambae laced their fingers together anyway. "There you go."
He gave Robert's hand a gentle squeeze. "This is real."
Robert's breathing still wavered between shaky gasps and uneven breaths, but after a long moment, he managed a small nod.
Slowly, he turned his head just enough to look at Flambae.
Instead of words, he was greeted by another kiss, this time against his temple.
"I love you," Robert whispered, his voice rough, the words catching in his throat.
Flambae rested his forehead against Robert's and smiled.
"Yeah..." he murmured. "Guess I could say the sameā¦ā
Beef chose that exact moment to press himself insistently against Robert's stomach, demanding attention.
Robert stared at him for a second before lowering one still-shaky hand to stroke his back.
Soft fur. Warm. Real.
Beef answered with a single lick to Robert's wrist before climbing higher, practically scrambling onto his chest to shower his face with more kisses.
For the first time in what felt like forever, Robert managed a full, deep breath. A small smile tugged at his lips.
Outside, the neighborhood had finally gone quiet.
The fireworks were over. He wasn't being blown apart. He wasn't falling. He was home.
And the two steady heartbeats beside him were enough to remind his own that, at last, it was safe to let its guard down.
I have a thought, and if I was a writer, I would turn it into a fic. Unfortunately, I'm just a thinker so instead of a fic, here is my really long thought.
Robert working for Shroud:
Shroud is not Robert's biological father, he is the one who raises him though.
After killing Robbie, Shroud goes to get Robert, he's honest and tells him what's he's done.
Then gives him a choice, stay here and wait for Chase or go with him.
Robert only has to think about it for a moment.
Everyone knew what Robbie was doing was wrong, that "training" was just a word used to erase the feeling of guilt from watching the abuse. Not once did somebody report Robbie, not a single person raised their voice in concern, nobody even offered comfort in private.
Not even Chase, he saw more than anybody but chose being a hero, the team, and Robbie, over Robert.
Nobody but Elliot.
He saw and spoke out, he questioned at the risk of a spot on the team, he made calls that were ignored.
Why choose people who turned a blind eye over the person who saved him?
So Shroud takes Robert underground with him and raises him as his own. Spending the rest of his childhood and teenage years on his schooling. Training was an after school activity that had a start an end time and didn't leave Robert trembling with bruises that weren't allowed to heal.
There was still fun, game nights, family dinners. He was raised to be part of an empire, the only difference is nobody was trying to erase him.
At 18, Robert was given a choice, if he wanted to leave and start a life, Elliot would support him.
Robert didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay and help his dad.
He trained to become Shroud's shadow, his enforcer, his left hand.
The coma still happened, the explosion, a calculated risk. (It was Robert's idea but damn if it take forever to convince Shroud to execute it.)
The world saw a missing Robert come back to continue his father's legacy and avenge him by taking on Shroud.
Shroud blowing him up garnered more support for his empire and sympathy from the right places for Robert.
Becoming a Dispatcher becomes an infiltration mission, gather more members, create new weaknesses, exploit the existing ones, and locate the pulse.
Z-team, who didn't have much loyalty towards SDN anyway, is easily persuaded to join Robert.
After all, why stand by a company that hates them, doesn't give them a fair chance, and constantly threatens to fire and send them back to jail anyway?
That's not a chance on a new life, that's cheaper labor for jobs that are unworthy of the "real" hero's.
All but Invisagal, she didn't know Robert was working for Shroud. What she did was show time and time again that her loyalty would never be secured, she would always be a loose end.
When SDN and the city thinks Z-team is their last hope at winning, when they watch Robert up on the roof with Shroud, they'll be watching their doom.
They'll watch as the team stops trying to please people that treated them like garbage and show them what real villains actually look like.
They'll watch Robert hand over the pulse and the city over to Shroud.
They'll watch their city burn because they'd rather worship a hero than save a child.
Anyway, that's the end of my thought. I did warn you it'd be long. I think it would be a really cool fic but, oh well. That would be me writing and we don't want that. š
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Flambae has been writing and re-writing his speech for two hours and counting. Robert had a great time observing from the sidelines.
Mostly, because seeing him flustered is rare.
When heās deeply entranced in labor, frown between his brows, pencil erasing and creating within seconds.
āYou know!ā Chad suddenly whips around, eyes wide, glowing so hard they could burn the sun. They always do that when heās nervous. āYou could fucking help me, since youāve done this before!ā
āI have,ā he agrees, mouth half smiling, indulging in a little pride. āBut itās your turn, hotshot.ā
And his gaze turns to that golden trophy Chad hasnāt stopped staring at, wide eyed and filled with disbelief.
āFlambae - Hero Of The Yearā
āā¦It should be your name on there. But donāt tell anyone I said that.ā
āIām definitely telling everyone,ā He receives a gentle swat to the temple, but he doesnāt mind. āIt says exactly what it should. You deserve it.ā
āUh, we deserve it. As soon as I figure out how to write you in this fucking speech. I have five paragraphs so far. Thatās fine, right? Do they have limits on these?ā
And Robert blinks.
Because you can train your body to walk off cracked ribs, broken legs, and muscle aches. But not whatever heās feeling right now.
āYou sure you wanna put me there?ā
āYeah. Youāre the start of me. Why wouldnāt I?ā
āā¦Listen,ā because Robert rarely found things to believe in. But he does believe in this,
āI think that even if we never met. You wouldāve gotten here regardless. Hero, villain, whatever. No one needed to hold your hand about it. Itās you.ā
āā¦Yeah, well,ā Flambae murmurs, and doesnāt look at him. Robert feels worshipped anyway. āThe whole fucking point is talking about your life, right? So I have to talk about you.ā
I finally gave my blonde warlock loser an actual illustration
I challenged myself a little, stepping out of the more ornamental and decorative illustrations I have been into.
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How happened during the different relationship steps for waterbae?
Such as first feelings -> confession -> first kiss -> first affections (hand holding, hugs...) -> first (freaky) time
(I can imagine, that some steps either mix up or blend in together).
TW SUGGESTIVE
Yāknowā¦I havenāt really considered this much before! This is gonna be FUN! I worked on this all day.
SO HERES THE THINGā¦
I think despite them being friends and getting along better, Herm is still..slightly intimidated by Chad. He now has seen Chadās softer side and he likes that side of Chad. But he under no circumstances thinks for one second that Chad would romantically like him, so he doesnāt even THINK about it. Well, he tries not to. Chad is VERY good looking. His sweet side with how he treats his family is something Herm finds VERY attractive, and they both care very much for Prism. Heck Herm realizes Chad actually cares about him too! It..would be nice if..he had a chance. But he doesnāt. So he doesnāt entertain it at all.
Chad on the other hand, realizes he has feelings for Herm and he is PISSED and actually a little freaked out. He legit FEELS something for this guy. Heās sweet, kind, patient even when Chad is losing his shit. And he is so proud seeing Herm get more confident, confident enough to be a bit of a BITCH at times and Chad LOVES it. HE HELPED WITH THAT. But..Herm is so good. So genuine. He really wants to go for it but he really doesnāt want one of his closest friends to leave him. And he certainly is uncomfortable with being vulnerable.
Prism though is the one to hype Chad up. She wants her boys to get together. She wants her boys to KISS and do BOYFRIEND THINGS. SHE LOVES HER BOYS! She just wants them to be happy. So she brainstorms with Chad to get him his man. And Chad is like āfuck yeah letās do it!ā.
The unfortunate thing is Chad is stuck in this cycle of confident flirting to pushing Herm away cause heās terrified of being vulnerable. Vulnerability makes him feel weak. So Herm is getting some MAJOR mixed messages. Heck he thinks Chad somehow found out about his crush and is making fun of him again. Maybe heās disgusted or finds Herm pathetic. More pathetic than usual at least. So Herm is actually feeling worse and worse.
And when he tells Prism this when they hand out, Prism wants to beat Chadās ass cause Herm is legit tearing up and saying he thought they were friends. And he thought maybe Chad liked him but then heās justā¦pushing him away. Chad is making fun of him! Prism gives the suggestion that maybe Chad had some complicated feelings going on and he doesnāt know how to express them. He already has a hard time expressing and showing his true feelings. After Herm leaves, Prism calls Chad and is like āyou have to fix this shit NOW. Herm thinks you HATE him.ā Chad is like āOh fuckā.
So theyāre in the locker rooms one day, just the two of them, and Chad decides heās just going to tell Herm how he feels. But when he goes to Herm and goes to say something, he finds himself struggling. Herm is confused cause Chad looks..irritated. Then Chad says āyou piss me offā. Chad immediately regrets how he said this when Herm looks heartbroken.
He asks why Chad hates him so much? He thought they were friends. But now Chad is acting mean again! Chad is playing with his feelings and he didnāt even know how Chad figured it out but now Chad is confusing him. He thought Chad liked him back maybe but then he pushes him away and he doesnāt know what to do! He just wants to fix it!
Chad then pins Herm to the locker and Herm is startled. And Chad seethes a little, saying he doesnāt hate Herm. He doesnāt know how to feel about him. He wants Herm so bad but he fucking hates being vulnerable and this whole thing is pissing him off! Why canāt it be EASY?
And Herm blinks, tears falling but heās in disbelief. Chad sighs and says that this is as honest as heās going to get. This is all he can handle right now, so Herm can take it or leave it. And Herm is shocked and he asks again if Chad DOES like him. And Chad nods, not able to speak. And heās..not going to apologizeā¦yet. Herm knows itās hard for him. Chad is trying to look tough but..Herm can see in his eyes heās scared.
So Herm accepts, face red. Chad is now the one in disbelief but only for a moment before that confident, smirking Chad comes back. He says heās gonna blow Hermās mind with their first date. Itās gonna look like all his other dates heās been on look like shit. And Herm laughs a little and he says itās not gonna be hard since half the time he was ghosted or they showed up and immediately left. Chadās eyes narrow and he asks who the FUCK did that and Herm gulps.
Their first date is sweet. Chad may not admit this cause heās somewhat noncommittal (heās never found the right person so he just stopped caring after a while) but he is a bit of a romantic. He wants the person he goes on dates with to have a good time. And this person heās with..means a lot to him. He doesnāt think any of his previous boyfriends meant this much to him, and yeah heās had a few boyfriends. He knows how to pull a really good date off, you just have to pay a-fucking-ttention to what this person is interested in.
They go to the aquarium (Chad hates it there, it kind of freaks him out but Herm loves it) and Herm is excitedly showing Chad all the fish. Herm notices though that Chad looks a little uncomfortable and he asks whatās up. Chad says nothing is up. And Herm looks a bit..sad and he asks if Chad is not having a good time. Chad says he is (since he gets to see Herm be so excited and gush about fish and other sea creatures). Herm looks at the fish tanks and asks if Chad is worried about the water. And Chad sighs, knowing what that must look like to Herm and he says he doesnāt like being in a space where thereās a fuck ton of water and no way to get out of it. If the glass broke somehow, heās fucked. And Herm blinks and actually laughs a little. Chad is OFFENDED and heās like āoh I open up to you and-?!ā. But Herm reassures him that the aquarium is
one of the bests in the country. Itās gonna be tricky for the glass to crack. But if it did, Herm would help get Chad to safety. And Chad actually blushes but scoffs and says he doesnāt need saving.
And as they go through the aquarium, they see jellyfish, sea otters, penguins and thereās even touch tanks. Chad thinks Herm is insane for petting a sting ray but he also looks happy. And when they leave (Chad hooks Herm with some things from the gift shop and Herm insists Chad get something too) Chad is more in his element, because he is taking Herm to a small Afghan restaurant. The people who run it are of course happy to see Chad and they talk for a bit, though Herm canāt understand them. He does notice Chadās cheeks go a little red and the family look at Herm before grinning and they nod.
They sit down and Herm says itās weird that they arenāt having anyone take their orders. Chad says they usually do, but he wants Herm to try some food. And yeah, itās vegetarian and dairy free cause he asked them to have yogurt on the side. And Herm is surprised and he flusters a little. And when their food comes, Chad guides him through the potato Ghorma and Aushak dumplings and Herm really likes it. Chad has made them all food before but heās always been āshut up and eat itā not talking about how his mom makes it or how he let have his little sister have more Aushak than he would.
At the end of the date, Chad drops Herm off at home and Herm says he had a really good time. Chad smirks a little and says of course he did. It was with him. But he then he says āwe should do it again.ā. And Herm is surprised but he grins and agrees.
They go on more dates and on one date, Herm reaches out to hold Chadās hand as they walk together. He retracts his hand though but Chad saw it. Instead he grabs Hermās hand before lacing their fingers together, telling Herm if heās gonna hold his hand to do it properly. Itās not long after that hand holding event that Herm initiates a hug, a real hug, before they part. And Chad pauses but he hugs back. And despite all the steam, Hermās coolness feels good. He feels..present.
A few months in of this, theyāre on a date when someone talks to Herm. Herm just smiles and says heās on a date with his boyfriend! Chad freezes. Boyfriend? Wait, really? Is that what they are? Herm looks over at Chad and sees the expression heās making. Herm asks if heās okay and Chad just says āboyfriend?ā. Herm blinks and says theyāve been dating all this time. Are they notā¦boyfriends? Chad says they never established they WERE. And now not only is Chad feeling anxious, but Herm is too. Chad realizes oh this is the LONGEST relationship heās ever had and itās only been a few months! Shit! He notices Herm starting to spiral so he drags Herm back to his car. Herm is scared and Chad tells him to breathe, but Herm Is apologizing profusely. He didnāt mean to assume he just-
Chad says he isnāt upset by that. Herm asks WHY heās also freaking out then? Chad says heās not gotten this far! And itās still fun and he still wants to keep going! Itās freaking him the FUCK out cause itās going WELL. He knows the other shoe is gonna drop at some point cause it always does, either he loses interest or people canāt handle him, and he hasnāt lost interest at ALL, so that means the second option.
Chad says he canāt promise not to hurt Herm ever again. He knows heās a lot to deal with. He knows heās got anger issues. But shit, if they become boyfriends that means something deeper. And with how things are going, heās hate to be too much for Herm too. And Herm is quiet and he gently cups Chadās face in his hand and has him look. And Herm looks so sad but also..happy. Herm says if Chad wants to wait, they can wait. He didnāt mean to assume. But he likes Chad a lot. Heās dealt with a lot of Chadās behavior, both negative but also positive. Dating Chad has shown him how kind and thoughtful he can be. And he knows Chad isnāt great with emotions, but heās made Herm feel very happy by just..being himself, if thatās confident or angry Chad to gentler or nervous Chad. Theyāre all him. And he wants to be with Chad. If Chad is worried about hurting him, they can work on this stuff together, just like how Chad has helped with his confidence.
Chad is quiet before grumbling Herm is ābeing all cute and shitā. Herm canāt help but laugh a little. Chad canāt helpās but smile too, and he asks Herm if he wants the privilege of being his boyfriend, and Herm laughs more. Herm says he would VERY much like the privilege of being Chadās boyfriend. Theyāre both happy and Chad asks if he can kiss Herm. This makes Herm go red and he stammers heās never kissed anyone before. Chad says āwow thatās cute. Sad, but cute.ā Herm is about to tell Chad to stop teasing him but Chad says āit just means people are stupid, and I get to be the first.ā. Herm is even redder at that. So he nods nervously. Chad tells him to relax and Herm TRIES, squeezing his eyes shut.
And when Herm feels Chadās lips on his, his eyes fly open. His lips are soft and warm. Very warm indeed. Chad pulls away and smirks a little, saying heās got a lot to teach since he didnāt even kiss him back, but then Herm pulls him back in and kisses him. Itās awkward and Chad is like āhey! Off! Youāre doing it wrong!ā before showing Herm how to properly do it. The..patrons nearby watch awkwardly watching two grown men make out as the car slowly fills with steam.
The first time they get freaky is a little while later. Chad is very experienced but he doesnāt want to overwhelm Herm. Herm on the other hand is worried Chad isnāt gonna be impressed since heās a virgin, though heās done things by himself so he isnāt completely uninformed. Thereās tons of teases and touches from Chad that get Herm worked up just thinking about it. Thereās moments that get Chad worked up too, thinking about Herm smiling and telling Chad heās beautiful, or complimenting how cool he is, or even the time Herm just picked him up and princess carried him after a rain storm and Chad complained about the puddles on the ground. They are both feeling hot and heavy for each other but neither one makes the first move.
Until they go clubbing with the team. Theyāre both not drunk but they are looser and they decide to dance together. Chad grins and gets a mischievous thought and he tells Herm heās gonna teach Herm to grind. Herm is like āwhat?ā before Chad has Herm press himself against his back and have his hand on his hips. Chad then tells Herm to follow his lead and move to the music.
And hoo boy, Herm didnāt realize how sensual this was. Heās seen prism and Chad jokingly do it before for fun (prism in the back) but geez this is making him feel hot. And itās not Chad doing it. Well it IS Chad doing it but itās besides the point. Herm feels hot. And heās telling himself not to get a boner do NOT-
He has one. And Chad feels it cause he sees Chad look back at him with a Cheshire Cat grin. And Chad teases, calling Herm a pervert and Herm squeaks and insists he isnāt but Chad proposes they go back to his place. And they couldnāt have hurried faster. When they get in itās passionate kisses, feeling each other up, pulling off each otherās clothes and they arenāt even in the bedroom yet. Heck they didnāt realize theyāre in their underwear until Herm falls backwards on Chadās bed (which Herm has slept in a few times by now). And Chad is about to tease when he has to do a double take when he sees Hermās bulge. Itās HUGE. And he immediately pulls Hermās boxers off and Herm squeaks as Chad sees how big Herm REALLY is.
Chad has seen a lot of dick in his life. A LOT of dick. This is one of the biggest heās ever seen. Shit. Itās bigger than his!
Chad snaps out of it and asks Herm how he wants this. Herm says he doesnāt know. Heās never had sex before. And Chad sighs cause on one hand, Herm could take it, but it might be a little rough for a first time. On the other hand, Chad himself could let Herm fuck him, but Herm is HUGE. Chad decides fuck it. He wants Herm inside but he wants to properly fuck Herm the next time. Herm agrees and Herm offers to prep Chad since he at least knows what thatās like. Chad smirks and once again calls Herm a pervert.
Herm takes his time prepping Chad and Chad is surprised and irritated they havenāt done this sooner. Hermās fingers are so long and wet. It feels really good. And when Herm finds that spot, Chad finds himself sparking a little for a second. Thatās not really happened before.
Once heās prepped, Chad gets on top and he tells Herm to get ready, cause heās gonna fucking destroy Herm. Herm gulps but heās also eager. And Chad wonders if he was maybe overeager as he takes all of Herm inside him. Heās just so deep. Herm is trembling and whimpering and Chad pants and tells Herm he better not finish yet or heāll kick Hermās ass. Once though theyāre ready, Chad starts bouncing.
Herm is quite the surprise, moaning and crying out like heās the one who has a dick inside him. Chad finds it HOT. He grins and dirty talks Herm, asking if heās reaaally that much of a virgin that this dick is about to explode when he didnāt do anything. Herm just whimpers and tells Chad heās so hot inside. It feels good. And Chad is about to tease again when Hermās hips snap up and Chad immediately forgets what heās saying.
After a lot of thrusting, bouncing, groping and filth spilling from Chadās mouth, Herm is coming and Chad is shocked with how much heās being filled up. And Herm apologizes but Chad doesnāt mind it. Itāll be a bitch to clean though. And he tells Herm to prepare himself cause heās gonna have his ass tomorrow. Herm gulps but his face is bright red.
The next major milestone will be meeting Chadās sister, butā¦thatās for another day.
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