A New Addiction

Razer was having a hard time getting his key card to go straight down the slit in the wall, but that wasn’t his fault. It was more the fault of the dirty blond who was having fun behind him. The other man was rubbing his hands over Razer’s narrow hips through his clothing, but keeping well away from his ass. It was almost maddening feeling those calloused fingers pressing down through the cloth and into his flesh.

As soon as the two had left the bar any ‘hands off’ feelings were lost quite quickly. Razer had taken the other mans arm, gently massaging the muscle as he led him down a series of hallways, up elevators, and to his door on the far side of the building on the ninth floor. After the few touches that had fallowed to ‘prod’ Jinx in the right direction Razer had to, unfortunately, keep his hands to himself so that he could retrieve his key card, and turn the knob right as the pad would turn green.

After all those maddening little touches on his arms, hips, and one on his ass, Jinx was ready to move things along. Not being one for subtlety he had immediately grabbed the raven haired mans hips when his former tormenter had to go and open the door. He could feel how thin he was through the cloth that covered him, how gently his hips curved from his torso, and Jinx was just imagining how it would be to see all that skin and how his fingers would feel against it without the clothing soon enough.

“Vould you give me one moment so I can open dis door?” Razer asked with annoyance in his voice as he again jolted the card and got a red light. Jinx just gave a smile, and removing one hand from that narrow waist to take the others hand and help him slide the card down its slot perfectly and get the green light. Jinx made sure to press himself against the others back as he did so, making the other bow gently from the pressure.

Razer pushed open the door, and with a large step caused Jinx to stumble to keep his balance so that he wouldn’t fall on his face. Smiling to himself Razer continued into the room as the door slid shut behind the two.

The racers room was quite spacious, done up in hues of red, gold, and blue. Removing his gloves he placed them on a side table in his front hall space as he continued into his living room. A large couch and television sat inside, the kitchen off to the right, and another door to the left. Razer went left. He could hear the man behind him growl now that he had his balance back. Not turning around he untied his coat and before walking into his bedroom door let it fall to the floor by the door way. Usually he was quite clean, much as the spotless apartment showed, but tonight he felt that he should be a little dirty.

As soon as he was in the room he heard the others heavy footsteps behind him. Not waiting for him he headed to the door on the opposite side of the room, and after opening the door and turning on the light went about to get the shower going. He may want to be dirty, but he didn’t want to get ‘dirty’. Jinx looked like he hadn’t bathed in days, and besides, water was fun to ‘play around’ in.

Jinx was quite pissed now. ‘Miss priss’ had gone ahead and humiliated him. No one but them would know, but he would, and that’s what mattered. Not even looking at the decked out living room Jinx stormed after Razer, wondering if his ass had a high tolerance for pain. There was no way he was going to be gentle tonight. Stepping through the door he was about to head for the lit doorway when his eyes finally started to relay their input to the brain. Stopping the bomb expert looked about the bedroom. It was large, spacious, with a large television against one wall, a huge bed that had to be twice the size of a king, large bay widows taking up one wall, a chest of drawers that was as long as a zoomer, and a trophy case that lined either side of the lit doorway.

The bed was what caught Jinx’s eye the most. It was done in dark reds, and what looked like black pillows in the dim light, but could have been blue. There was some small gold throw pillows here and there to accent. The room looked like it belong in a model home, not this guys apartment, but then again the whole place was spotless now that he realized it. He let his eyes roam over the room and glancing up slightly got a big smile on his face. There were mirrors on the ceiling. This guy really was full of himself, but hell, the mirrors might make things more, interesting.

Hearing the clearing of a throat he looked over to find a now shirtless and bootless Razer. Jinx felt himself becoming aroused just looking at the man. His skin was snow white, that was sure, but that wasn’t what was so eye grabbing. A tattoo of blue flame covered the entirety of his left hand, and if the hints of blue that crept over his shoulders and around his sides, there were probably more flames on his back.

“Vell are you going to keep staring, or are you going to join me,” Razer said, and with a turn on his bare heel Jinx found that his assumption had been right. Blue flames licked up his back, and Jinx was itching to have a lick at him. Following the other into the bathroom, he found the air quite warm and moist. The door slammed.

Now that Razer had his toy for the night trapped he allowed himself a devious smile. “Zo you are quite charming with you sooty look, I perzonally prefer my men a bit more, polished,” He watched as the other man realized what he was talking about. It was fun watching as Jinx’s eyes darted between him, the door, and the now warmed up shower. Then he went very still, and Razer knew if he didn‘t get this show on the road, so to say, then the night would be spoiled.

“Shall we?” Razer asked and with his pianist hands undid his belt, letting his golden pants fall to the floor, and answered the question “boxers or briefs,” in his case it was neither, actually it was more like nothing. He couldn‘t help but grin as he saw the dirty blonds face change from angry, to surprised, then have a very enjoyable grin spread across his face.

“If your going to join me flame boy, then I don’t see why not,” Jinx said unbuckling his bandoliers and threw them to the side. He let his eyes linger on Razer, taking in how ‘happy’ he was. Found that he may not be big around, but his length was quite impressive. Jinx then went and pulled his shirt off over his head, trying to be slow about it, but at the same time not trying to let the other realize what he was doing. As soon as it was over his head he found the other inches from him, and that’s when he noticed the height difference. He didn’t get to study it much though before he was forced back into the bathroom wall, his mouth crushed by the others. That had surprised Jinx just a bit, what surprised him even more were the thin fingers that were playing with his buckle.

Razer couldn’t stand it anymore. Not only had the name ‘flame boy’ get his blood boiling, but when he saw that expanse of skin covered with scars that had been hidden from his eyes was revealed he lost it. He had always had a thing for scars. Jinx tasted like smoke, not cigarette smoke, but a heavier type. It was deep and rich, and Razer couldn’t get enough of the flavor. It was more addictive than nicotine.

Jinx kissed back with the same ferocity, not wanting to be outdone. Lowering his hands he helped the other get his belt undone. The kiss, or attack, was only broken for a moment so that the pants could be yanked down. Jinx wasn’t wearing underclothing either, then of course his reason was that he hadn’t done laundry in a month. The shoes however were going to be a problem, and they both realized this as Razer attempted to back Jinx up into the shower, instead, he got Jinx to almost fall back on his ass.

Razer gave a growl, he hated set backs with a passion and was not about to let some out of style, torn up, piece of shit boots ruin this for him. With a strength few knew about he yanked and lifted the other man onto the sink counter before capturing his mouth again and fighting pass the lips to get another taste of the shorter mans smoky flavor. He felt the other grip his waist to keep his balance from being lost on his perch. With quick hands Razer made fast work of the boots and tore the pants off the others legs.

Jinx hadn’t expected to be the one getting ravaged, but hey, he wasn’t complaining. As long as he was able to get top when the time came, he wouldn’t either. Now that his legs were free he threw himself forwards and using that momentum, and how he was able to catch Razer off guard, pinned him to the wall. He had to stand on the balls of his feet to reach the others neck, but was happy to find that by biting just below the adam’s apple he could get some wonderful sounds out of the taller man. Grinning he grabbed Razer’s hips and ground their now very erect members, earning a yelp from the taller and letting himself give out a low growl.

Razor was going to go mad if he didn’t get to that mouth again. After his moment of weakness, he took the moment when the dirty blond growled and pushed them both towards the shower. Both of them almost killed themselves when they tripped over the low rise that cut the bathroom in half so the water wouldn’t go passed the tiled area. Thankfully Jinx caught one of the few hand rails that were placed around the bathroom in case of such a thing. Catching Razer he let his body take in a much needed breath and looked around to get his bearing before then continued. The shower he now realized didn’t have a door because half of the entire bathroom was the shower. Turning his head a little more he then noticed that there was a whole section of floor missing, and from the running shower had accumulated quite a bit of water. Grinning to himself Jinx found that this was going to make things very fun indeed.

Holding onto the strong arm that had just saved his lovely face from meeting the tile, Razer was able to right himself. “Ver vere ve?” He asked in accent heavy as he grabbed Jinx’s shoulders and rammed his mouth into the others. Pulling the other back with him he was able to get them under the water. It was hot, not scorching, but hot enough that he jerked a bit when it hit him, Jinx just grabbed the others hips and got their members to grind between each other again. Razer let out a low moan as he let his hands travel over the bomb experts body, wiping away the grime and finding the thick skin underneath. It was course and rough, badly damaged from exposure, and it felt wonderful.

Jinx was doing the same with his own hands, raking his nails down the others back, grabbing that wonderfully tight ass, and wanting to get things moving fast, began sliding his finger in and out between said ass’s cheeks. He could feel the others entrance tighten with every pass he made over it. He growled again when Razer pressed them together even harder, increasing the friction as the hot water poured over them. Jinx couldn’t help put press his finger into the warm twitching hole.

Razer’s eyes shot wide at the feeling of being penetrated. With the few other men he had been with he had felt the feeling maybe once or twice before, be then he had been ready. This time he was surprised that the other would be so bold as to do so without saying anything. Maybe he wasn’t as much of a gentleman as he had thought. He was about to say something when that finger slipped in and out again, going deeper and making his knees feel weak. He had to lean on the shorter man before him to stay up.

“So you like that flame boy?” Jinx said twirling to calloused digit as he continued to press inside. He loved the feel of the other collapsing on him, it made him feel superior to this upper class man, and the noises the other was making were priceless. Pressing his middle finger all the way in he watched as Razor’s eyes shot open. He said something in another language that could only be taken as ‘by the precursors’ . Jinx’s grin widened. “Looks like I found your sweet spot sugar,” And gently pressed on the spot. Razer’s knees gave out.

Jinx staggered as all of the weight was transferred to him. It was hard to keep his balance under the hot water and wet floor. “I’d say we need to move to another part eh flames?” Jinx said staring down at the others beautifully toned back. The blue flames twisted and danced along the toned flesh, and Jinx nibbled along the tops of the flames as he pushed his digit in farther. This time Jinx had to go to his knees to keep them from falling had having one of them break their necks. He could feel Razer’s breath on his shoulder, and smiled.

Razer couldn’t believe how quickly he had lost control. Now he was panting on his bathroom floor with another mans finger up his ass touching places that caused the loveliest of feelings. He was the one who was supposed to be doing these things to him. Attempting to stand the other man pressed that sweet little bundle of nerves again and he was down again. Giving out a low moan he felt himself being lifted a little with one hand, and shifted to the floor. The other hand was not detaching itself anytime soon. Instead, the next time Jinx pushed into Razer’s entrance he added a second finger. Razer let out a hiss then moaned immediately after when his sweet spot was hit again. Feeling those two calloused fingers moving inside him was such a surreal feeling, and in that moment he wanted more, and voiced that craving of his.

“More,” Jinx stopped when he heard that small word and looked down an the man he was kneeling next too. The snowy skin shone in the shower lights beneath the wet mist from the shower. Jinx grinned. “What was that Snow?” He watched as Razer’s eyes opened slightly as he panted.

“I zed more,” Jinx’s grin got even bigger. Well would you look at that, even the rich could beg.

“What was that sugar?” Jinx asked pulling his fingers out and letting them circle around the other man’s entrance, barely grazing the skin.

Razer’s eyes glared at the blond who had went from giving him pleasure to teasing him horribly. Propping himself up on his right elbow Razer grabbed the back of Jinx’s head with his flame covered hand. Yanking the wet hair he was able to expose Jinx’s neck and attacked it with bites and kisses. “I want more,” He muttered as the other man grabbed Razer’s shoulders to keep from slipping and landing on his hip “Now give zit to me,” And then crushing their mouths together Razer dragged a now all to anxious Jinx on top of him.

Jinx was very surprised by how rough Razer was being, but then again, he had warned him. Kneeling in between the others thighs, Jinx raised his partners hips and aligned himself. “Give me a scream Snow,” Jinx said and pushed himself in.

Razer bowed his back at the feeling of the penetration, letting out a small cry. The others member was much thicker than two fingers, and it took his body by surprise to have something that large press inside. Clenching his muscle, Razer heard Jinx give a groan. Razer again let himself praise the Precursors as Jinx shifted and hit that wonderfully sweet spot. Any discomfort was forgotten in that moment.

Jinx took in a deep breath at the feeling at how tight those flesh walls were. He couldn’t believe how warm it was inside, and it was just as silky inside as his skin was on the outside. Taking a deep breath he pulled out to his head and then shoved in. He felt Razer bow beneath him as he hit that little bundle of nerves again, and then again, and again. Jinx growled a little deeper each time he thrust inside, and beneath him Razer made deep moans and groans.

The hot water encircled the two as they moved together, making sloshing and sucking sounds whenever Razer’s back hit the floor. Both men were now breathing hard, meeting each other with rocking hips and thrusts. Razer moaned deeply when Jinx took a hold of his shaft. The blond pumped him with a sporadic rhythm that caused Razer to twist sharply beneath him. It had been since he had had sex this good in a long time. It was mind blowing, nerve scorching, addicting. He wasn’t going to last much longer under these conditions, and it was getting even harder now that he had those wet calloused fingers on his member.

Jinx growled deeply as his thrusts became erratic as his body began to loose its rhythm in search of release. The mewling noises beneath him made his body vibrate as his release came hard. He shoved himself in as deep as possible as he emptied himself into the man below him. His mind barely registered the sounds of gasps and heat as the snowy skinned man came, spilling his seed between the two of them. Jinx collapsed on top of the taller man, still imbedded inside as the water spilled down over them, now tepid compared to their body temperatures.

“Dat, vas, amazink,” Razer said between pants, wrapping an arm around the man lying on top of him.

“Glad you like it snow,” Jinks said with a tired grin. Both grinned at each other before pressing their lips together for a long languid kiss. After laying there for a short while longer Jinx looked up at the other. “As much as I love laying here with you, I would like to move somewhere a bit dryer.”

Razer smiled and kissed the other. “Zounds good to me,” And with that the two men stood, wiped away what little residue was trapped to their skin, and went about washing each other with ravaging hands.

((A.N.: I think his accent got thicker as I went on. *laughs*))