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Implied one-sided Forte/Rock. Come on, who doesn't love this pairing? And, if you think about it, it possibly could prequel "The Agony of Defeat". Point is, this is a plot bunny that bounced into my head not long after I finished "Relief".

Also, I'm taking liberties with some of the "equipment" they might have. Plus... this fic sucks.

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Both of their bodies were shining with sweat, but Forte didn't care. All he cared about was the one he was playing with as he continued to thrust into the small body underneath him, hands gripping the smaller boy's shoulders to prevent him from collapsing. He sheathed himself fully inside the boy, causing him to cry out. He chuckled darkly and leaned down to the other's ear.

"Having fun, Rock?"

"God... oh God, yes!" was the response. Forte licked his lips, and then Rock spoke again. "Master... please? Harder?"

"Of course." With that, Forte pulled himself out and thrust himself in harder still, ramming into the smaller boy. Rock let out a pleasure-filled scream.

As Forte glanced him over, he noticed that the smaller's cock had grown much harder and more erect than before. Rock also seemed to be on the verge of coming, as his cock was bobbing around and had a drop of liquid on the tip. Smirking, he decided to take another step.

He grabbed Rock's cock and gave it a few hard, solid pumps, making Rock cry out yet again. It was absolute heaven to Forte. He finally had his Rock, and the smaller was responding to him with eagerness, pleasing Forte even more.

Forte stroked Rock's cock in time as he continued to thrust, each action dissolving Rock's will even more. Finally, with one final pump, Rock raised his eyes to the heavens and screamed, spilling his seed all over the bed and on Forte's waiting hand. His muscles clenched down on the Forte's cock inside, nearly making the other moan himself.

He gave Rock one last hard thrust, before spilling into the body under him. They lay there for several moments, before Forte pulled out of him and lay the battered body next to his own. Rock curled up against him, and Forte, in an effort to not completely stop, placed his hand on Rock's cock once more and began to rub, listening to the pleased gasps as he slowly fell into the arms of Morpheus...

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Forte blinked awake at the sun coming through his window. It was morning already? He shifted, and noticed three things wrong. One, Rock was no longer in bed with him. Two, his hand was down his pants. Three, the hand was on his cock, which had grown aroused. He pulled his hand out, confused, before blinking at his erection.

He sat up, and when he did, he noticed a fourth thing wrong: his boxers were sticky. He mulled over this for awhile before finally reaching an answer. He groaned, quite disappointed. He did not have Rock at all. It had all been a dream. But, unlike most of his dreams, it had been a very good one.

Still, he had never had wet dreams before. He did masturbate as he was thinking about Rock, but he had never literally dreamed about having sex with him before.

With a sigh, he lay back down. The large bulge in his pants from his erection was still there, and he figured that he might as well gain some relief. Slowly, he began to massage the bulge, groaning as it sent shockwaves up his body. He closed his eyes as he thought about his little love interest.

Rockman Light, often called Rock or Rocky by his friends or family. During the time of his creation, he had often heard about the small boy, often described as a ruthless killer. Forte had always been kept out of the action, saying that he wasn't needed yet. Then, one day, Wily had been captured and placed in jail. He had finally summoned Forte to distract Rockman while Burstman, Junkman, Freezeman, and Cloudman broke him out. Afterwards, Wily said, infiltrate.

So Forte, with his faithful companion Gospel, had gone to the city, prepared to face Rockman, perhaps even kill him. He had faced the boy, in full armor, and when the battle reached a stalemate, he tried his charm. He gained Rockman's trust, who immediately offered him a place to stay if he didn't have one. Forte, not believing his chance, had agreed.

The tall robot had charmed everybody. Roll was giggly around him, Rock was eager to be friends, and even Dr. Light gave him the occasional rare smile. He had stayed for several weeks, being extra careful as Rock went out and fought the Robot Masters.

However, one morning, Rock was showering in the bathroom he shared with Forte, and Forte had to really use it. Finally, annoyed, he had opened the door and stepped inside - only to see Rock, facing away from him, completely nude and showering. He had not heard Forte - the water was on too loud. Then Rock turned slightly to the side. While he still couldn't see Forte, Forte got a good view of his groin area. Or more specifically, his cock.

Forte had bolted out of the bathroom, face flaming. However, he could not get Rock's bare body out of his mind. He groaned as he slowly grew hard, and quickly fled back to his temporary room, breathing harshly and trying to will his erection away.

He hadn't realized he swung that way, but afterwards, he had never seen the boy in the same light again. Even when he finally turned on the Light family and made himself known as the traitor, he had still wanted Rock as his own. He had no idea whether the feelings were love or lust - but he didn't care about that.

Every time they fought, Forte held back, not wanting to kill him. It was hard for him, especially when Wily got on his case for not being able to kill Rock, but he made do.

Forte slipped his hand inside his shorts, stroking his erection which had gotten much harder through his daydreaming. He bit his lip as he remembered his dream with Rock's naked body, starting to stroke himself more roughly, imagining himself fucking Rock again.

His arousal grew, causing his boxers to get too tight for him, so he pulled them off and let them fall to the floor, ignoring all else as he fantasized. Both of his hands were now pulling at his cock, and he gave it a few good squeezes, and it got even more aroused as he groaned in pure pleasure.

Finally, he came, letting out a loud moan as his seed shot into his hand, imagining that it was Rock's tight passage. He licked himself clean before curling up and thinking one last thought.

Someday, Rock will be his.

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Yeah... that really sucked.