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"Mmm, fuck."
Herman whispers as Chad pushes in. Chad lightly touches him whispering sweet nothings, Herman focuses on his breathing while he adjusts, all he can hear is the soft sizzling sound that happens every time they touch each other, he can smell is Chad's cologne, burnt cedar wood. He always likes it. Herman feels the stubble of Chad's beard while he kisses his neck, Herman turns his head to kiss Chad back.
"You good?"
Herman rolls just his hips back into the other man, he feels Chad grip get tighter around his hips.
"Fuck, Herm." Chad whispers as he moves his hips. The pace is slow, it feels like Chad is just taking his time. Herman asks.
"M-more."
"Ask again." Chad replies, his pace still slow. Herman puts his face into the pillow before he tries to ask again. Herman didn't know it was possible as Chad slows down even more, leaning in as close to his ear as he possibly could.
"Come on, you can tell me what you want."
Herman opens his mouth to ask again only to gasp, as Chad thrusts into him hard. Herman doesn't say anything until Chad starts slowing down again, he whines out,
"Like, that. Please, m-more of that."
"See was that so hard?"
Herman isn't even given a chance to respond when Chad fucks him harder. Herman groans and whispers Chad's name mostly to himself, he feels Chad lean in close again just for him to pinch his cheek.
"Fuck Herm, didn't know you were that desperate for it."
Herman just nods his head the best he can. Chad puts his hot hand on Herman's shoulder pushing him into the mattress as he keeps going at the punishing pace he's set. Herman grips at the pillow under his head as he rocks his hips back harder into Chad. Herman's whispers grow louder,
"Fuck, fuck. Fuck, Chad."
Herman feels his body tense, just before he can come. Chad stops and pulls out of Herman, smiling widely.
"You should show me. How bad you want it."
Herman catches his breath as he gets up, "Of course he wants me on top now."
"Why, tired already?" Herman says in return.
"No, no. You should know what I like by now." Chad leans in to kiss him. Herman kisses back but cuts it short. Pushing the other man off him, Chad lays down on his back as he climbs on top.
****
Herman grabs his old clothes and puts them in his duffle bag. Chad leans against a wall watching Herman grab his things.
"You sure you don't want a ride?"
"It's fine, good. Uh, see you tomorrow?"
Chad nods his head yes, Herman leaves his apartment hearing the door lock as soon as he steps out.
The walk home was nothing spectacular, as he thinks about work tomorrow.
"Maybe, I should have gotten that ride. Eh, next time." He thinks as he finally opens the door to a choir of cats. He pets the ones that wants to be pet as he makes his way to his room dropping his bag before going to the bathroom.
Herman finishes brushing his teeth as he looks in the mirror admiring the hickeys on his neck before healing them. He makes his way over to bed, left with his thoughts, he thinks about how much he likes this agreement. Back when he proposed this idea to Chad he was thrilled that Chad was interested.
****
Two months earlier...
Waterboy walks to his locker next to Flambae's, he's notices that Flambae is already there. As he tries to focus on getting changed himself but he can't help himself from glancing over at the other man, his gaze following the open V of his outfit as he tries to be secretive, but,
"What the fuck do you want Water bitch, I can feel you staring at me."
Waterboy looks away and coughs. "Fuck. How did he noticed?"
"Can, could I ask you some thing?"
Flambae just gives a small nod as he continues to get dressed.
"How, how do you do it? Make time, for uh, seeing people."
Flambae stops midway pulling up his clean jumpsuit,
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
Waterboy fiddles with his hands staring down at the floor, trying not to make too much eye contact with the other man.
"I've been trying but I just feel like I don't have the time. But you talk about, meeting, seeing people-"
"You're asking me for advice on hooking up with people?"
"No, maybe? Yes."
"Fuck off."
"Yep, okay."
Flambae storms off from the locker room, leaving Waterboy alone in the room.
****
A month and two weeks earlier...
Flambae slams his locker shut then turns to look at Waterboy.
"Why are you being so fucking weird."
Waterboy doesn't respond, he wasn't even staring at him this time. Well, he was hoping Flambae didn't notice.
"You're still pissed off at me for not giving you advice. Fucking grow up-"
"N-no."
"Then what the fuck is your problem?"
Waterboy takes in a deep breath,
"Would you. Would you want to sleep with me?"
Flambae doesn't seem to react to the question as he continues.
"It's been hard, difficult for me, meeting up with people. Maybe we can,could uh, do stuff together? I-I know you probably won't agree. I just, wanted to ask."
"What makes you think I won't agree?"
"Because, you don't really like me?"
"Because I don't like you?" Flambae pinches the bridge of his nose as he exhales loudly.
"Why does everyone think I hate them, whatever."
Flambae leans up against the lockers staring at Waterboy,
"Well, I want to see what you're working with, so show me."
Waterboy unzips his wetsuit with lighting speed, while he doesn't fully take off his suit he lets the outfit rest on his hips as Flambae looks over him, Herman is unsure what Flambae is thinking about until he simply nods his head and asks,
"You free later after work?"
"Usually after 9."
"I'll message you around then."
Waterboy blushes,
"S-Sweet. Awesome. See you then,later."
"Whatever, Water Bitch." Flambae says as he walks out of the locker room.
****
It's at 8:50pm when he gets a message from Chad, after helping his grandma settle into bed he sees what was sent. Nothing but his address. Herman puts it his maps app to see the walk to Chad's place is 20 minutes away from his house.
He double checks everything that he needed to do for the night before leaving. Looking at the mirror one last time, his shirt is already halfway soaked, but his pants are fine.
"Looking good Herm!" Hyping himself as he finally walks out the door.
The one thing that truly shows his progress as a hero is how fast he's able to walk to places by foot now, making it to Chad place in 11 minutes vs the 20 he was told.
He stands in front of the door, making sure he clothes still seem kind of dry, for his standards they are and finally knocking at the door. The door opens almost instantly. Chad is in a black tank top and gray sweatpants, he moves out of the way pointing down the hallway over to a couch.
"Take your shoes off and go sit down over there."
Herman does what he's told, sitting on a blanket that was probably put out for him. He isn't left alone for long, as Chad brings over a case of beers setting them on the coffee table. As he goes to sit on the other side of the couch, Herman sits there awkwardly having his hands clasped together in his lap unsure what the plans are he asks.
"When should we-"
"Don't be fucking stupid. We can have a drink or two first." Chad cutting him off from saying anything he finds stupid.
Herman fidgets with his hands, this was expected. "I need to calm down, let loose."
"O-Okay, I'm good, fine with a few drinks."
Chad hands one of the bottles to Herman. He takes a sip, not the biggest fan of this brand but he still needed something to cool off his nerves. Herman sees Chad down the beer and grab another from the case. Herman starts trying to drink his beer a little faster, Chad takes this an an opportunity to speak up,
"What made you want to ask me to fuck you?"
Herman nearly chokes on his beer as Chad laughs,
"Who wouldn't because I know I'm really fucking hot and sexy and you're a fucking loser. I want to know what made you want to have a taste of Flambae."
Herman thinks back to the mission they were sent on together, seeing him drenched in the rain, his outfit really exposing him. No, or was it when Chad and Alice were complaining about bad hook ups at the bar. Seeing him at the gym at the squat rack, before Herman knew it, there's a laundry list of reasons why he was interested getting a "taste of Flambae." But the one that keeps coming back,
"Uh, you remember uh, bar bet?"
Chad seems to think for a moment before laughing so hard he doubles over, "It wasn't that funny." Herman thinks to himself.
"Oh my fucking God. You fucking serious?"
Herman tries not to blush and swallows the extra water in his mouth before speaking up.
"You looked, really good."
"Of course, I work fucking hard to look like this!" Chad shows off his bicep.
"So, why, were you interested, in me?" Herman asks.
Chad shrugs his shoulders,
"Honestly, you're cute. The weak loser bitch thing turns me on."
Chad takes another sip from his beer,
"And you look very European."
"What, what does that mean?"
"You know what I fucking mean."
Herman didn't. Not really knowing how to respond to that, he takes another sip of beer. Chad changes the conversation to just him bitching about the work day but Herman doesn't hear a word, not because he did hear about this earlier but he can't stop looking at Chad's face.
Chad says something that makes him smile to himself, all Herman can do his stare at Chad lips. Herman puts his beer on the table and leans in close to Chad,
"Can, can I kiss you?"
Chad puts his beer back on the table then lunges forward putting his arms around Herman's neck as he goes in to kiss him. Herman almost freezes due to the response but he quickly puts his hands around Chad waist, kissing him back. Chad leads the kiss, Herman simply follows, it's soft and a bit slow, Herman moves to straddle Chad's lap rocking his hips. Chad bites Herman's bottom lip,
"You're better than I expected."
"T-Thank you?"
"You want to do this here or go to my room?"
"Uh, I'm good where ever. Just, uh, I leak a lot, so uh, just-"
Chad grabs Herman's arm lightly as his hand starts getting warmer, not burning his skin but it evaporates some of the water coming off his skin, making him almost dry. "This is different."
"You good with this? Or is it too hot?"
"You, you can control your heat,temperature?"
"Yes. It comes with controlling the fire and flames."
"How, how hot do you normally run?"
"Maybe, if things go well later, you can find that out on your own."
Chad winks, Herman turns away and does a small cough,
"Your room, would be nice."
Chad pushes Herman off his lap and gets up from the couch, Herman follows.
****
Herman isn't able to see what's even in Chad's room by the speed in which Chad pushes him against the door, kissing him harshly, he follows along slipping his tongue into the other man's mouth. Both seem to fight for control over the kiss as Herman tugs at the other man's shirt. Chad pulls himself off of the other man to take off his own shirt. Chad looks at Herman, he takes the hint as he takes off his shirt and pants, still in his underwear he clumsily asks,
"So, uh, you do want to uh."
"Don't ask me that shit, do you want fuck me or not?"
Herm's brain short circuits, the words are flying out his mouth before he can even think of what to say.
"Yes s-sir!"
Chad laughs at the response,
"Fuck, you already got manners."
As Chad walks over to his nightstand he pulls down his pants and opens a draw in pulling out a bottle of lube and pulls out a condom packet.
"You clean?"
Herman is frozen in place, realizing that Chad wasn't wearing underwear this entire time, openly gawking at the naked man in front of him. Chad lets him stare for a little bit before snapping his fingers at him. Herman collects himself and answers the question.
"Yes, um. I'm not allowed to help, heal everyone if I wasn't."
Chad puts the condom back in the drawer and tosses the bottle to Herman. It nearly slips out of his wet hands, but he does mange to catch it.
"Do, do you have a p-preference?"
"Just tell me how you want me."
Herman stands there thinking for a moment, seeing Chad laying in bed, suddenly he starts doing suggestive poses.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving you ideas, I don't have all fucking night."
When Chad flips over on his stomach, Herman can't help but stare at Chad's ass.
"Like that!"
"Heh, expected."
"What? Why?"
Chad responds in a playful tone,
"Don't think we don't catch you starting."
Herman turns red, embarrassed.
"She knows too? Damnit."
"Don't get fucking shy now. Come on."
Herman climbs on the bed seeing Chad's ass up close, he grabs a handful it's firm yet still so soft.
It's everything he's dreamed of.
Chad chuckles at the blissful smile Herman has while he's feeling up his butt, "heh, who wouldn't." As much as he likes knowing this guy is crazy about his ass, he needs this to go somewhere.
"So, more of an ass guy."
Herman just nods, as he finally rubs lube on his fingers. Grabbing another hand full of Chad's butt cheek, pulling it away. Soon Herman pushes in one finger slowly, "Holy shit, he's warm."
He continues to prep him, pumping his finger slowly before adding a second, he puts on more lube knowing his hands are getting too wet, with the second finger he works on moving his fingers in a scissoring motion. Chad babbling encouraging words,
"More, like that. Fuck, shit. Fuck Herm."
As soon as he works in the third finger, Chad seemed to get louder.
"Fuck, I knew you'd feel good."
Chad moves to tell Herman he's ready and notices that Herman still has his boxers on.
"Take those fucking things off."
"S-Sorry."
Herman stops and pulls out his fingers out of the other man's ass to pull his boxers off slowly, not because he's trying to build any anticipation, but due to the wet underwear is sticking to him.
Chad turns over so he's able to see what Herman got going on, "You got to be."
"Holy fucking shit."
"W-what? Something wrong?"
"Only thing wrong is how big your dick is."
Herman understands, for most of his hook ups this is the thing that surprises them the most. Herman grabs the lube again and pours a lot on his hand before rubbing it on his dick.
"Are you good?"
Chad nods his head yes. Herman puts a hand on Chad hip the other hand he uses to line himself up and pushing in slowly, carefully giving the other man time to adjust. Moving a hand to Chad's shoulder, he isn't sure if it's due to the other man's fire powers, he feels so warm. Hotter than anyone else he's been with before.
"God, this feels so fucking good."
Chad gasps as he feels Herman finally pull his hips back, the glide seems swift, when he pushes back in, nearly knocks the wind out of him. The thrusts are slow at first but slowly picks up speed. Soon it feels like Herman is moving his hands to touch every part of Chad's body.
"Chad, you, feel amazing."
Chad opens his eyes and notices how hazy eyed Herman become, "He's really getting lost in it."
Herman puts his face into Chad's chest, he lifts his head back up.
"Is this, okay?"
Chad can feel himself getting pissed off,
"Don't fucking ask, just do it, and if don't like it, I'll make you stop."
"Okay, okay."
Herman whispers, peppering light kisses before licking and biting one of Chad's nipples. Chad arches at the stimulation.
"Fuck, this loser is full of surprises."
Herman reaches his hand down to Chad dick as he starts to stroke him. Chad moans from the touch. The sound starts off wet due to the mixture of lube and water, but the heat radiating from the other man it evaporates all of the moisture from Herman's hand, nearly causing friction burn. Chad winces,
"Fuck, get your hand off me."
Herman takes off his hand immediately,
"Sorry, s-sorry. You're burning up."
Chad doesn't respond, he knows he's burning up, because he's getting close but Herman doesn't seem to be letting up soon. Chad grabs Herman by the hair from the back of his neck and brings him in for a rough kiss. Herman hooks his arms around Chad as he kisses back with the same eagerness. Chad feels Herman's thrusts becoming less controlled, Herman gets his tongue out of his mouth, whispering
"Chad, I'm, I'm really close. What, do you want me, to do?"
Chad finally having enough of him asking for permission to do anything,
"Do what you fucking want!"
Herman nods his head, he knows Chad is annoyed but when isn't he. Herman tries to figure out what he can do to make Chad feel better, less annoyed.
"Leverage, I need leverage."
Herman grabs Chad's hips, pushing and pulling him back in. Chad's legs pull him closers and tighter. The only thing that can be heard in the room is the sound of moans, grunts and skin slapping on skin as both men focus on their pursuit of their own pleasure.
It feels like something breaks in him as Chad throws his head back shouting Herman's name as he cums first. Herman whines when he feels hot liquid hit his stomach. The heat coming off of Chad is nearly unbearable, but Herman feels like he needs this more than anything. After a few more thrusts, he moans loudly as he lets go. He gets off of Chad quickly as he can, still trying to pull out slow, it's too hot. It feels like he's burning. If he wasn't seeing it, he would have thought Chad was on fire.
Chad gasps and tries to say something, he tries again and Herman can hear,
"You did really fucking good. Fuck."
Herman remembers their conversation from earlier, he can't help himself from smiling. "Wow, I did great."
"When are you free to do this again, ass guy?"
Once again his mouth is moving before he even thinks,
"H-How about tomorrow?"
"Fuck you. You're crazy."
Herman blushes immediately, "Did I fuck this up?" Before he can take back what he said Chad continues,
"But if you're serious, we can do this again tomorrow."
"Yeah, I'm good, free tomorrow."