Locker Room

Auhor's comment: This is #5 in some sort of not-really series, but I suppose you can read this without the rest, if you know the characters.


"SHHH! Will you be quiet!", Tandrak hissed.
"'s not me that's doin' the moaning, Shaye.", Hale mused and his strong hand pressed firmly against Tandrak's crotch, making him groan in obvious approval of the movement, "See?", Hale grinned crookedly.
Tandrak leaned against Hale and away from the locker behind him, hoping to make more groping difficult, but Hale had no problems with closeness, quite the opposite. "Want to fuck you up against these lockers, ye know? Have my way with you, like I know you love..."
Tandraks hands were in Hale's thick blue fur before he's thought about it, dragging him in for a kiss. "The fangirls will hear though.", he muttered in protest before licking a wet path into Hale's mouth.
Hale didn't really care, but he knew Tandrak did, which meant he was still able to think coherently.
They kissed untill they had to break away for air and Hale, loving how Tandrak panted helplessly in his arms, quickly snuck his arms around him and begann to slide down the pants he had opened before. Tandrak made a protesting noise but let him procede, like he couldn't wait to get Hale's hot hands on him.
"I dun care 'bout anyone else.", Hale breathed in Tandrak's ear, "I care about ye."
Tandrak burried his head against Hale's broad chest to muffle a surprised scream as the pirate's rough hands started to touch his cock, gently first, but with increading urge. He could feel the other's need against him, but they were so close he could hardly move, much less get his hands on him. He pressed his hips toward his skilled hands instead, trying to get his head and lips to coordinate and produce an answer to Hale's statement, but only soft moans would come out, which happened often enough when he was with Hale, able to feel him like this, to smell him and hear him.
"See? Now nothing but us matters, eh?", Hale asked rethorically and Tandrak nodded hastily, the need to be indefinitely closer to Hale almost overwhelming.
"Need you.", he managed to murmur, "Want you now."
"Yeah.", Hale sighed, "Me, too. Got any...?"
Tandrak's Hand let go of Hale and slammed against his locker behind him, a little stronger than he had intended. "In there.", he explained but made no move to retrieve the items in question, leaving that to Hale who quickly found what he was looking for.
"Hmm.", he made an appreciating sound, "So well prepared."
Tandrak chuckled, "Like you aren't."
"Yeah, but my lockers farther 'way.", his hand was on Tandrak's hip, pushing ever so slightly, "Turn 'round for me?", he asked and Tandrak didn't waste time doing so.
He looked over his shoulder, watching as Hale covered his one hand in lube and their eyes met as Hale leaned in closer again. "Ready?", he asked and at Tandrak's eager nod started preparing his lover. He usually took his time, showing a patience that one might not expect (but what Tandrak had found was really in his nature), but they wouldn't be slow this time, this was a hurried occasion, they both knew their time was limited.
"Hale, please!", Tandrak begged soon enough and Hale was more then willing to give him what he asked for.
"Want me deep, do ye?", Hale grunted as he retracted his fingers and slowly pushed inside Tandrak.
"Yeah~!", he answered, relishing the feel of Hale inside him. He'd been waiting too long for just this, it didn't matter where or how anymore. It was perfect. "Faster, Hale... please?"
"Any time.", came the reply and instantly he quickened his pace, pounding into Tandrak who tried and failed to hold onto something untill Hale grabbed both his wrists and held them in a death lock next to his head.
Tandrak let his head hand between his shoulders, feeling week in his knees and able to move with Hale's because it was the only thing that mattered. He hadn't felt this good, this complete, for weeks. Or longer. Now his head was spinning with Hale's movements and sounds - god those beautiful sounds from deep in his throat - and he knew they were close, both of them.
"Hale... god, Hale... so good, Hale...", he babbled, the feel of that hot body behind him, in him, more than enough to rob him of his senses, "Nnh... soon..."
Hale's tongue slipped along Tandrak's neck, then there were teeth, teasing him, not quite biting, though he'd loved that. "Love ye, Shaye... god, love ye so much...", he was about as far gone as Tandrak, and within a few seconds he came, burried deep inside Tandrak, finally biting down had on the other man's shoulder to hide a loud groan.
Tandrak, pushed over the edge, scream out loud, not caring for the moment who might hear - but he need not to worry; outside in the stadium the game was over and the fans howled and screamed loud enough to drown out every other noise.
The two men were breathing hard, smiling and then laughing out their release, hidden behind a wall of sound from the outside while each of them could have cared less.


~End