Ship name shall be christened as "Ovary" don't @ me.
There were very few opportunities these days for an event such as this, they couldn't recall the last time they held a meeting like this, especially since the AIU began cracking down on the Combine about it.
Tea Time, a special time where Combine and Rebels sit down and just talk for a while, about anything really, from malignant soldiers to banter, anything went.
But for Rotary and Overlord, Tea Time was a private occassion, many of their underlings believed it due to their respective positions of being the leaders of their faction, discussing highly sensitive topics that would leave the room. 'What could it be about?' many wondered, but none had tried to intrude, for the potential consequences would be too great.
Course what people didn't know nor expect, unless maybe as a one-off joke, was that Tea Time was for them a time of relaxation, not discussion of strategy, nor of top secret topics.
It was a time for them to relieve stress.
The air was cold and the room they were in was dark, the only light being the shimmering moonlight peaking through the blinds many folds. The wind blew slowly, gently, careful not to disturb the aura of passion between the two men.
In tandem with their gentle environment, Rotary and Overlord kissed each other lightly, their hands were neither erratic nor fast, simply gliding along each other's backs as they embraced. Rotary took in a deep, hot breath as Overlord nestled into his right shoulder, softly kissing it. He closed his eyes, his hands massaged every scar on Rotary's body, careful to not apply too much pressure, lest the pain they caused return to surface. Rotary pushed his nose into Burn's hair, taking in the sweet, sweaty scent that gave him a small high.
The wind blew a little harsher, as Overlord removed his face from Rotary's shoulder, Rotary sighed with small dissatisfaction. But Overlord wouldn't dissapoint his lover, and he brought him closer for a kiss, to which Rotary hummed with both surprise and enthused acceptance. The moaning grew louder, as Overlord became more aggressive with him. He moved his weight onto Rotary, pushing him onto the soft bed, still keeping his lips locked with his.
He struggled to get the buckle off, stubbornly refusing to make his endeavour any easier. Rotary noticed his divided focus, and gently pushed Overlord away, allowing him full attention to the removal of his pants. The clicking of the buckle and of leather sliding against cloth caused a shiver up Rotary's spine, every hair on his back stood up and blood rushed to his face.
There were very few opportunities these days for an event such as this, they couldn't recall the last time they held a meeting like this, especially since the AIU began cracking down on the Combine about it.
Tea Time, a special time where Combine and Rebels sit down and just talk for a while, about anything really, from malignant soldiers to banter, anything went.
But for Rotary and Overlord, Tea Time was a private occassion, many of their underlings believed it due to their respective positions of being the leaders of their faction, discussing highly sensitive topics that would leave the room. 'What could it be about?' many wondered, but none had tried to intrude, for the potential consequences would be too great.
Course what people didn't know nor expect, unless maybe as a one-off joke, was that Tea Time was for them a time of relaxation, not discussion of strategy, nor of top secret topics.
It was a time for them to relieve stress.
The air was cold and the room they were in was dark, the only light being the shimmering moonlight peaking through the blinds many folds. The wind blew slowly, gently, careful not to disturb the aura of passion between the two men.
In tandem with their gentle environment, Rotary and Overlord kissed each other lightly, their hands were neither erratic nor fast, simply gliding along each other's backs as they embraced. Rotary took in a deep, hot breath as Overlord nestled into his right shoulder, softly kissing it. He closed his eyes, his hands massaged every scar on Rotary's body, careful to not apply too much pressure, lest the pain they caused return to surface. Rotary pushed his nose into Burn's hair, taking in the sweet, sweaty scent that gave him a small high.
The wind blew a little harsher, as Overlord removed his face from Rotary's shoulder, Rotary sighed with small dissatisfaction. But Overlord wouldn't dissapoint his lover, and he brought him closer for a kiss, to which Rotary hummed with both surprise and enthused acceptance. The moaning grew louder, as Overlord became more aggressive with him. He moved his weight onto Rotary, pushing him onto the soft bed, still keeping his lips locked with his.
He struggled to get the buckle off, stubbornly refusing to make his endeavour any easier. Rotary noticed his divided focus, and gently pushed Overlord away, allowing him full attention to the removal of his pants. The clicking of the buckle and of leather sliding against cloth caused a shiver up Rotary's spine, every hair on his back stood up and blood rushed to his face.
For them, the fun was just beginning.
"Don't do 100% Silicone, do umm latex"
-shoenice
Dominus
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