Stars and moons, rain or shine, you are mine~

[excelsall]

WHO: Abel (excelsall ) & Cain (fightingbitingdog )
WHAT: Abel is working on an engine configuration only to be greeted late by a 'distraught' Cain~
RATING: NC-17 (NSFW)
WHERE: Their room upon one of the hanger bays of the Sleipnir~

[It was another, cold, late night upon the Sleipnir and once again Abel found himself alone in the bunk he shared with his fighter, Cain. It wasn't unusual that his fighter was out late, most likely up to no good though he had come to the conclusion that it was not worth his time or efforts. It wouldn't change anything, Cain was Cain and he would do as he pleased at the end of the day no matter if he listened to him from time to time.

So here he was, sitting on the edge of his bed with his console in his lap as he peered over the many databases of the Alliance defense engine's; Looking them over for any signs of improvement for his own array patterns to improve the system as a whole. It was a very important mission that had been personally assigned to him from Commander Cook and he would hate to let his superior officer, but more importantly those close to him down.]

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[fightingbitingdog]

[The day had been a long one. He really spent the first half of it training until the program started to piss him off and then Deimos decided to run him around for something or another. Not that it was a problem but he somehow got into a fight. It pissed him off when people treated Deimos like shit. So it wasn't too big of a surprise that he was sporting he swollen cheek...at least he won the fight before anyone showed up to get anyone in trouble.

Finally back at their shared room, he entered the opened door as it shuts behind him. Still pent up to a degree he throws Abel a look, unsure what he was doing. He was working on something...that was going to go to the side soon enough.]

...

[For now he just began to peal his shirt off.]

[excelsall]

[Abel was almost transfixed upon his work so much so that he barely noticed Cain walk into the room, looking up for a split second to note his counterpart's presence in the room before darting back towards his terminal. His partner did not have anything to say it seemed like so the navigator continued to work diligently on his project.]

Long day?

[The platinum blonde making small talk though his attention was completely focused on his terminal set forth before him. It if meant he got to have some free time once in a while than it would be worth it, it was beginning to stress him out a bit truth be told and even someone like Cain could see that by the way his brows furrowed with tension at the screen, a faint groan passing by his supple lips that begs to be captured by his dominant companion.]

[fightingbitingdog]

[Not getting attention after a long day from Abel for some reason irked him a little more than it should have. Sure, he didn't say anything but it might have been the events of the day that made him all the more temperamental than usual.]

To say the least.

[Eyes darted over his navigator and then back to his face he looked like hell. Probably working himself silly again, that was about to change. Now topless he walked over to their shared bed and grabbed the terminal before he looked to Abel's face. His actions were a clear demand for attention as he looked at the other, he knew the man could be feisty but also loved to be dominated.]

What the fuck are you doing still working?

[excelsall]

[It was not Abel's intention to be crude towards Cain and not acknowledge him more tonight it was just as if the navigator was in a trance upon his project. Countless late nights he had been slaving over this new system for the Commander and he was getting close now but he was pushing his body and mind to the limits sometimes.

When his fighter moved closer towards him and grabbed the terminal he blinked wide and stood up shocked.]

H-Hey! That's important!

[Grabbing his terminal back and making sure to save everything he had been working on before setting the equipment aside and turning his attention back towards Cain. Now that he was looking him in the eye he noted the bruises on his face and chest, causing him to gasp lightly.]

Cain, what happened?

[One hand moved to the small of his back whilst the other brushing back the jet black tendrils of hair which his fighter's gaze from view.]

[fightingbitingdog]

[Cain knew all too well about the other man's countless late nights, the continued clicking of the machine had woken him up enough. Something he would have to force the other to put it down and fucking sleep already. He was glad he had such a good partner though.

The others reaction causes him to snort before he looked at him.]

What's wrong Princess? I didn't mess it up.

[He want careful to not break it at least...hell, he knew he would hear about that nonstop. Though when the other notices the mark he just scoffs a little and rubs his jaw.]

Nothin' important. [He smirked as he grabbed Abel's wrist and bit at his palm.]

[excelsall]

[Many times he had apologized to Cain over the course of the last week or so about his constant efforts, waking him up from time to time and causing his lover to grew angry with him. At the snide remark the navigator simply shook his head with a roll of his eyes sarcastically.]

No, but you could have.

[When Cain stereotypically shrugged off his question, he distracted him with the bite to his palm before he could respond rationally.]

C-Cain!

[Biting his lower lip as he closed the distance betwixt their bodies on instinct, flush hips grinding against his fighter's own as a breathy sigh left his mouth. He was not pushing his counterpart away so that was a good sign that he wanted this as well, a much needed break from his technical efforts.]

[fightingbitingdog]

[It was true he did apologize but that didn't help the bad tempered fighter at times. There were many times that Cain resorted to just fucking the other into the bed to keep him from clicking away at the terminal. Besides he was always tired enough to sleep through most things after sex so it was a win:win situation.]

Yeah, yeah.

[That wanton reaction was enough to get his cock to start to spring to life. Fuck was Abel attractive when he was needy. It didn't take him long to get the man to play into his hand and to adjust to being fuck by him. Hell sometimes he swore the man was more kinky than he was himself...that alone was pretty damn impressive.]

Heh, you want it that badly today Abel? Thought I was fucking with your work?

[The remark was noted with a grind as he grabbed Abel's hips with his free hand hard enough to leave marks. Tonight he was going to leave some marks if he has something to do with it.]

[excelsall]

[One thing was for certain whenever the two of them made love Abel was far too exhausted to even think about going back to work on the defense systems on his terminal and slept like a baby until morning, often to find Cain missing from his side. His fighter truly was a mysterious individual but no matter how much he would press his whereabouts it would make no difference. Cain was stubborn, Abel had learned that from the first day he had been introduced to him as his partner.

His lover's words caused him to blush a bit on instinct, Cain always knew how to get him going when he was already in the mood. Abel was only adorning a simple white underside along with their standard, loose fitting briefs and as they ground against each other he could feel his beloved's cock begin to grow, stirring his own arousal in turn. His body always seemed to respond to Cain's own in sync, perhaps that was why their strong bond as lover's was matched by their abilities in combat.]

That's...not true!

[A protest ushered out past his lips but it was an obvious lie; The navigator always wore his emotions on his sleeve and Cain least of all could read him like a book.]

[fightingbitingdog]

[Cain honestly worked about as hard as Abel did but just didn't advertise it as much. Fighters were seen as wild dogs most the time and he didn't mind the imagine in the least in fact it was kind of enjoyable. It meant that few fucked with them, besides other fighters. Though there were some more timid fighters like Deimos but that's why he was around, though he knew the man wanted to do more at times that wasn't going to happen. Not when he had such a willing and needy partner wanting for him. He could never find a better navigator than Abel.

The blatant lie just caused him to laugh as he grabbed his hair tightly and yanked his head back to force him to look into his eyes.]

I'm going to fuck you hard enough you'll have trouble walking tomorrow Abel.

[Cain shoved his lover back onto the bed as he climbed onto it staying on his knees and looking down at Abel.]

Go on, pull my cock out and suck it. I know you want to.

[excelsall]

[The navigator knew all too well how troublesome the fighter's domain could be from the constant signs of Cain's bruises and scraps across his bodice. Even though his lover's daily routine was not as mentally stressful like his own, the crude, dog eat dog nature of the fighter world was beyond him.

At the grab to his hair the platinum blonde gasped lightly before coming eye to eye with his captor. Cain's aggressive words caused him to groan, biting over his lower lip where the scar was bestowed upon by his counterpart. He really didn't have anything to say to that except when he was commanded to remove his fighter's cock from his pants.]

Only because I want to.

[Giving his lover a heated glare laced with a 'challenge' of sorts. Abel could meet Cain stroke for stroke and would show him that he was no pushover. Practically yanking hid fighter's pants and underwear down in one swift motion to drape around his thighs, Cain's cock sprung out like a flagpole on cue. The blonde moved closer, nipping at his inner thigh as one hand gently wrapped around his base. Giving him a testing stroke up and down, the navigator grinned up at the fellow male before making short work of tucking the crown of his cock within his mouth.]

[fightingbitingdog]

[That comment and glare is well met. It was that fire in Abel that made Cain go wild sometimes. The other man could be incredibly sexy with it, if not a little annoying at times. However, if he wanted to play for dominance tonight Cain was more than ready for this game. The question was if Abel was? Once he got started there was little to stop the fighter and the fire was already lit and the navigator was just adding fuel now.]

Heh, you always want to suck my cock with that pretty mouth.

[Throwing the comment out he watches as his lover pulls his hardening cock free. Licking his lips he lets out a grunt when he grabs the base. Back arching he braces himself enjoying the strokes before he feels the wet heat around his head and lets out a moan.]

Fuuuuck yeeees.

[excelsall]

[Abel made no comment to Cain's snide remark, simply rolling his eyes once more as his tongue lapped at the slit of his crown, coaxing his fighter's cock until it finally stood at full mast. Pulling off the head of his counterpart's cock he moved to leave open mouth kisses from the base to the crown, groaning as he enjoyed his efforts of sucking the other off. Eyes were trained on Cain, watching his every twitch of his face and hitch in breath as Abel now began to bob his head up and down.

For now he starts with shallow bobs, taking about a third of Cain's cock within the confides of his mouth with a quick stride before he pulled back with a wet pop!]

Mmmmmm~

[The delighted moan is ushered out against Cain's inner thigh, leaving a kiss in place there as he looks up at his partner. His eyes stay connected with his counterpart's as he begins to tongue is sac, a hand gingerly wrapping around the slick shaft and pumping the length of him. Soon enough he is taking a ball into his mouth, flicking and twirling his tongue betwixt said balls. The hand on his cock gripped a bit tighter in turn, thumb rubbing over his slit to coax more of that precum.]

[fightingbitingdog]

[The comments from him should be something Abel is used to at this point. After all he did enjoy dirty talking to his lover more than he might admit. Each time he would make comments during sex it would cause Abel to tighten and that was amazing. Having such a responsive lover was a dream for the fighter and he wasn't going to let him go anytime soon.

Dick hardening in the others mouth he hissed as he opened his mouth to pant. He wanted more of his dick in Abel's pretty mouth but he could wait to see what the other had planned for him, for now at least. Back arched forward, he moved a hand into the others hair again this time pushing it out of his face so he could watch him as he continued to service his cock.]

Fuck...you've gotten good at this.

[Cain bit his lower lip the moment his ball popped into the other mouth. Shit, he wanted to pin him already. Instead he moved his free hand to drag his nails up his back then down to slap at his ass hard enough to leave angry red marks.]

[excelsall]

[Abel's arousal was a direct reaction to his partner's own, for anything and everything that his fighter enjoyed caused him to feel good in return. Yes, he was a very responsive lover and many would say that is a good thing, especially for someone who constantly teases and torments him like Cain in and out of the bedroom. So as such he continued his diligent efforts, sucking on his balls before finally pulling away again to give off a satisfied sigh in bliss.

The hand on his length moved to roll his counterpart's tight sac betwixt his digits, cradling and teasing his balls as his lips left wet, open mouthed kisses up the underside of his shaft. Abel knew all of Cain's weak spots by now, flicking the tip of his tongue just below his partner's Urethra before taking the crown in it's entirety to swirl the wet appendage around the dark, mushroom shaped head. Hearing his fighter's praise only served to push Abel onward towards his goal of milking his lover to see that look upon his features before he was pounded into the bedsheets below.

Soon enough he began his rise and descend on his lover's length, making sure to glide his tongue over the underside and teasing his slit. Abel was giving everything he could to Cain, watching, waiting for him to give him the 'prize' he was working toward. At the firm slap to his ass his eyes opened wide, moaning heavily around the cock stuffed within his lips though he had no intention of slowing down or stopping, not when he was so close to attaining his goal.]

[fightingbitingdog]

[Abel the dream of a responsive lover and Cain would fight tooth and nail to keep him. Everything he did to Abel got some kind of reaction, sometimes even a little sassy, he could find someone more find to tease or fuck. That was probably why he had become so damn possessive of his lover and navigator. Others that got near him seemed to take into account how amazing he was and that pissed Cain off time to time. Not to mention there were times when the other would unintentionally say or do things that came off sexual. If he didn't chase other off he was sure they would try to get with his lover.

Shuddering at the others attention to his cock now, Cain can't help but to swear under his breath again. Abel has gotten really good at sucking cock he will give him that. Already the fighter can feel himself getting closer as the other gives his dick needed attention. For now he holds off on pushing the other into the mattress he really wants to cum all over his lovers mouth and face. To mental image of seeing his seed painting those pretty lips causes him to shudder.

Hand still on Abel's ass he brings his fingers back to his lips licking over the digits then drifting them to the others ass. Pressing one finger at his twitching hole he grins. All the while Cain begins to buck into the others mouth, his breathing becoming shallow and wanton.]

Yeah...you like my cock don't you? Look at how you ass wants to swallow my fingers.