Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction

Title: Metal Gear Solid: Elements of Destruction- Epilogue: Love and the Battlefield

Author: The Ice Goddess (FrozenBlueIce)

Fandom: Metal Gear Solid

Feedback: All feedback is welcome, whether it be
negative or positive. I’m trying to
improve on my writing so, please be honest:
frozenblueice@yahoo.com

Pairing: The main pairing of this story is
Snake/Otacon, which is obvious to anyone who knows of my fondness for Hal
Emmerich, so therefore alright to disclose.
There are others, but if I told you what they were, it’d ruin the story.

Series: No.
There may be sequels in the future, but right now that is looking
unlikely due to time constraints.

Rating: NC-17 for explicit sexual content. (this
chapter only)

Disclaimer: All characters appearing in previous Metal
Gear Solid video games are the property of Konami Computer Entertainment of
Japan, and of their creator, Mr. Hideo Kojima.
All new characters are the property of The Ice Goddess. This is a work of fanfiction, and in no way,
shape, or form will I receive any monetary compensation for it. It is for entertainment purposes only.

Type: Action/Shounen-ai

Summary: This story takes place one year after the
events of “The Big Shell.” New information
found by Otacon sends Snake back into action.
(That’s all I’m revealing!)

 

Epilogue: Love and the Battlefield

 

 

Gunshots rang out in Otacon’s ears and he suddenly
sat up, waking with a gasp. He breathed
in and out heavily in a rhythmic pattern as if struggling for air. His hair, now soaked in a cold sweat, fell
to cover his glasses.

“Otacon, what’s wrong?” asked Solid Snake, who had
been lying awake next to him the entire time.

For a moment, the engineer did not respond. His mind was wandering back to what it is he
had dreamt about only moments before.

“I took someone’s life for the first time,” he said
in a small voice that struggled to pass by the lump in his throat. Hal looked down at his trembling hands. “I never thought I had that kind of power
within me. It’s frightening.”

Snake nodded, placing his arm around the slender
man’s shoulders.

Hal sighed then shifted his eyes to meet an emerald
gaze. “But if I hadn’t, I would have
lost you.”

“It took a lot of strength to do what you did,” the
mercenary replied simply.

“Dave?”

“Yeah, Hal?”

“It’s scary to think about, but I’d do the same thing
if I were ever put in that situation again.”
A tear fell from his eye. “I
just pray that I never have to.”

Snake shifted his gaze downward. “I never wanted you to have this burden on
your shoulders. That’s why I gave you
the modded M9. I’m sorry I wasn’t fast
enough to take her out myself.”

“It’s not your fault,” Otacon quickly countered. “She was, after all, your genetic equal.”

Snake growled his disapproval with himself. “There’s no excuse.”

Otacon took a still gloved hand and raised his
partner’s chin to look into his eyes.
They matched each other’s gazes, both filled with deep emotion-- pain,
fear, anxiety, love…

Overflowing with every emotion imaginable, Hal and
Dave joined at the lips. They kissed,
gently at first, tasting each other and wrapping their arms tight around one
another as if they’d never let go.
Otacon pressed himself hard into his lover’s naked body, slowly forcing
him to recline on the be
Ha
Hal pulled away for a moment and sat up, straddling
Dave’s waist. He removed his glasses
and threw them onto the floor.

Snake looked up at Otacon and smiled. He could tell that the mask had been
lifted. His partner wouldn’t hide
himself any beh behind his glasses. He
would only use them to focus on the future.

The scientist took off his gloves so that he could
touch Dave’s skin. He trailed his hands
along his sides and down the deep contours that outlined every muscle of his
chest and abdomen. He leaned down to
retrace the path he had made with his hands with his lips. Otacon felt his partner react, tensing up
beneath him.

Solid Snake never imagined anything could feel this
good. Sure, he had been with several
women before, but he had never loved any of them. So this is what it felt like to make love…

He closed his eyes, a soft moan escaping his
lips. The sound of his breathing grew
louder and more desperate. He tried to
keep control of his desire but his body only begged for more. For the first time in his life, Snake felt
out of control.

Otacon continued the onslaught on his body. He ran the tip of his tongue up the center
line of Snake’s stomach from his belly button to his ear then captured the lobe
between his lips. Dave drew in his
breath at the sensation.

The mercenary rubbed his hands down the smooth
rubbery material of Otacon’s sneaking suit.
He skillfully worked his way between his partner’s legs, releasing the
clasp that held on the over layer.
Snake sat himself up, with Otacon still astride, and lifted the article
over his head, discarding it on the floor alongside his own suit.

Hal swallowed hard as Snake pulled him in for
another kiss. He felt his hands moving
to remove the under layer. His face
shifted immediately to crimson, all confidence in his advances
disappearing. Looking back, Otacon
couldn’t remember a time when Snake had seen him naked, and he would be exposed
to his lover soon. He felt that once
that happened, Snake would be turned off by his slight build.

Dave finished unhooking the sneaking suit and slid
it off of Hal’s shoulders. He stopped
there so that he could steal a taste of the flesh of the side of his lover’s
neck, right below the ear. Hntlyntly
sucked, rolling his tongue over it. The
engineer bit his lower lip to suppress any verbal affirmations of his longing.

While working on his neck, Solid Snake managed to
slip off Otacon’s elbow guards. He slid
the suit further down to expose his chest and abdomen.

The engineer wrapped his arms around his exposed
torso in embarrassment.

“What’s wrong?” Snake asked, stopping what he was
doing.

“It… it’s just…” he stammered.

“You’re not ready for this?” the mercenary finished
for him.

Otacon shook his head. “No. That’s not it. I’m just ashamed.”

Snake looked puzzled. “Ashamed? Of what?”

“My body…”

An amused grin made its way across Snake’s
face. “That’s ridiculous,” he purred
into his ear, moving to continue pleasuring his partner. “Have confidence in yourself.”

That was all the reassurance Otacon needed. He loosened up again, allowing himself to be
carried away by the sensation of his lover’s caresses.

This time, it was Hal who was leaned back to lie
down on the bed. Dave removed his knees
guards and boots, flinging them aside.
Then finally, and almost painfully slowly peeled the remainder of the
suit off, finally revealing his lover’s form to him. Pleased with what he saw, he licked his lips hungrily.

Hal gasped as warm lips encompassed his already
throbbing shaft. He clutched the
bedsheets in his fists. He breathed
harder and faster, moaning intermittently at the skill of his partner. It had been a very long time since he had
last had this, or anything else for that matter, done to him. He didn’t know how much more he could take
before he’d explode.

Snake eased up a bit so he could prolong Otacon’s
anticipation. His hands slid under the
slender man’s rear, squeezing his cheeks in a kneading motion.

At that moment, Hal came up with an idea.

“Dave,” he trembled.

A pair of green eyes looked up at him from below.

“Let me make you feel good too.”

The mercenary simply nodded in response and left
himself open and vulnerable to the sensuous acts of his partner.

Hal got up on his knees and crawled on top of
Dave. He kissed him again, deeply,
exploring his mouth with his tongue.
Then he leaned over the side of the bed and opened up the first-aid kit.

Snake wondered what it was his partner had in mind.

Finding what he wanted, Otacon pulled himself back
up. In his hand was a small jar of
Vaseline.

Dave swallowed hard as he realized then what it was
Hal intended to do.

“Are you sure?” he asked him.

The engineer’s eyes sparkled with love and desire
and with the light of the newly risen moon through the window. He smiled and nodded once.

Straddling his torso, Otacon took a good amount of
the Vaseline and rubbed it through his fingers. He reached back to grasp his lover’s solid erection. It pulsed in his grip. He glided his lubricated hand up and down,
squeezing his hand tighter at the tip.

Deciding that it was sufficiently slippery, Otacon
slowly inched himself backwards allowing Snake’s tip to press against his
entrance. He hovered there for a moment
before moving on. Hal closed his eyes,
took a deep breath, and inserted the first inch or so. He winced at the initial burn, but as he
began to relax, he found that he could take him in deeper.

A pair of eyes looked up at Hal in concern. Was he hurting him? If he was, Hal didn’t seem tnd. nd. He slid himself further down his cock until
finally his rear was pressed firmly against his balls.

Once Snake was fully inside of him, Otacon strangely
started to feel good. He began a slow,
gentle rocking which progressed to a more eager pace.

Dave wrapped a strong hand around his lover’s
arousal and stroked it in time with Hal’s fervent riding.

The two men, united as one, gave into their passions
and released themselves with an impassioned cry. Hal then collapsed onto Dave’s chest, trying desperately to catch
his breath. The moonlight glistened off
of their sweat-coated bodies as they lay in each other’s arms, still
joined. Solid Snake softly stroked
Otacon’s hair while the other just closed his eyes.

***

A codec call interrupted the silent bliss of Snake and
Otacon’s post-lovemaking embrace. They
answered it together.

“Snake?
Otacon? You reading me?” It was Raiden and he sounded urgent.

“Yeah, kid. We’re
here. What’s the matter?”

“Mei Ling’s here with me. There’s something I need to tell you.”

“Spit it out already!” Snakeeredered, growing impatient.

“It’s about my son.”

“Your son?” Otacon repeated.

“He’s here with me now.”

“What?”

“Yeah. He was
dropped off at my doorstep in a basket.”

“Who was it? How
did they find you?” Snake demanded.

“I don’t know,” Raiden answered him, sighing. “Mei thinks that whoever it was, they
tracked my location by means of these implants.”

Snake growled.
“We need to find somebody we can trust to try to remove those, or at
least find a way to deactivate their functions. I’ll have Otacon look at them in the morning.”

“I’ll do my best,” the engineer said.

“There’s more,” Raiden pressed on.

Snake rolled his eyes.
“There’s always more,” he ssardsardonically.

“There was a photograph in the basket with Iroquois.”

Solid Snake narrowed his eyes. “And…?”

“It was a photograph of a 2-3 year old, blond-haired
boy. I think it may be Olga’s
child. He was standing next to a man
with a long, black ponytail and Genesis.”

“What the Hell?!”

The silence hung heavy over the codec for what seemed to
be an eternity…