Fuck No

“No.” Alex was rather firm in his single word statement, glaring at Cross over the sheer rose coloured cloth that separated them at the current moment. It didn’t matter what the older man thought or believed that Alex would do, he still wouldn’t do it. Pushing past the captain, he was doing his best to convey that the conversation was over and nothing was going to change.
“Come on Mercer.” Cross had lowered the cloth, still gripping it in his hands as he followed the virus down the hall, “you make it seem as though everyone would be seeing you in it.”
Alex couldn’t help but let a low growl slip past his lips before turning to face the older man. “I am not a woman and I can prove that by showing you my dick right now, but you should know it by now and I’m not wearing that stupid outfit no matter what you say, Cross.”
Just as Mercer finished his words, Cross wrapped an around his wait, lips attacking the side of his neck, one of Alex’s weak spots and the soldier knew it all too well. A gloved hand ghosted down the front of Alex’s body before cupping at his stirring member and a moan couldn’t help but escaped the virus’ lips. “Just this one time, Mercer, then I’ll never ask anything like this of you ever again, I promise.” He couldn’t help but grin against the soft and pale flesh of Alex’s throat as Mercer snatched up the thin fabric from his other hand, pulling away in order to storm down to the bedroom in order to do what Cross requested of him.

“I must, you look better in that than I thought you would, Mercer.” Cross was grinning from ear to ear as he lay nude upon the bed while watching Alex step forth dressed in the skimpy pink negligee that he had been given earlier. Alex didn’t do much in manipulating his body, he certainly didn’t give himself a pair of breasts or extremely obvious child bearing hips, just enough “cushioning” on his hips to be a slight bit noticeable in his silhouette as he stood by the door; a tiny blush was spreading over his cheeks, tinting them a rosy shade that was almost matching to the sheer fabric that clothed him. As a finger beckoned him towards the bed, another idea suddenly slithered it’s way into Alex’s brain and he decided that if Cross wanted him so badly, he’d make it worthwhile. Alex strode over to the small stereo, plucking a CD from close by and picking a specific track before hitting “play” and letting a deep thrumming bass fill the air to the starts of a techno sounding song. It confused Cross a little since the man was never the type to listen to techno or dance music, but it was something that Alex seemed to enjoy and the captain figured it was because it was the music of the younger generation and Mercer was still in his twenties. Lady’s Gaga’s “Bad Romance” began to float through the room, but it was a remix that Alex enjoyed, swaying his hips to the beat while cold blue eyes continued to watch Cross on the bed; a seductive smirk spread over his lips, Alex’s body moving like water and exploiting his look in the skimpy clothing to the fullest extent.

Alex watched as Cross moved to sit on the edge on the bed, his cock already half hard just from watching him. The virus couldn’t help but enjoy this, sitting just barely on Cross’ lap, fingers trailing over heated skin and tracing over well defined muscles before his lips began suckling at the soldier’s neck, tiny nips forcing slight groans from the captain’s lips while he continued to move his hips in the older man’s lap. Fingers threaded through umber locks, drawing Alex’s head away from the captain’s neck and allowing Cross to devour his lips in a rather passionate and hungry kiss while Alex moaned in pleasure. When the kiss broke for well needed oxygen, Alex couldn’t stop grinning while he pushed Cross back onto the bed, crawling just enough to line up the captain’s erection with his ass. Blue eyes locked onto brown as Alex quickly impaled himself upon Cross’ cock with a loud and keening moan as his body quickly adjusted to the intrusion. Alex gave an almost animalistic purr as he slowly began rocking his hips, spurring Cross on to grab his hips, nearly pulling the virus completely off his cock before pulling Alex back down and forcing a loud moan from the younger man. The sheer fabric of the negligee rubbed against Alex’s dick, sending shocks of pleasure up his spine and only causing more moans to spill from his lips as Cross continued to thrust in and out of his body. Red and black tendrils of the virus slithered from Alex’s body, sliding into his own ass to wrap around the older man’s member, giving more girth and texture just to arouse Alex further, more of the tendrils had actually begun to tease at Cross’ anus, stroking at the perineum as well in order to force moans from the older man’s mouth, even if they were quickly silenced by Alex’s kisses.

The song had finally ended, sliding into yet another techno song, “Get Ready 2 Rokk” by Freezepop, but most of the music was drowned out by the sounds of moans and gasps of the two men that occupied the room. Alex couldn’t stop moaning, his hand and a few tendrils of his virus were wrapped around his cock as he continued to ride Cross, the older man moaning from the feel of Alex around his member and the tendrils of the virus teasing his body. The soldier quickly sat up while still holding tight to Alex’s hips, changing his angle and forcing a deep cry from the younger man’s lips. One of his hands covered Alex’s, aiding the younger man in bringing himself closer and closer to orgasm; his lips soon found their place in the crook of Alex’s neck, licking and sucking at the flesh while a purpling mark began forming where his lips were. The whimpers pouring from Alex’s lips only furthered the proof that the young man was on the brink of orgasm. Cross gave one last sharp thrust of his hips before a final loud cry was forced from Alex’s lips, his inner walls tightening around the captain’s cock while his semen soaked into the rose coloured lingerie and dribbled onto Cross’ hand. Alex’s body continued to shiver and shake while he rode out his orgasm, soon feeling the bite from Cross into his shoulder, another softer cry slipping past as he felt the slight twinge of pain. Cross thrusted into hard into Alex’s body as he came, his low groan being muffled by his biting Alex’s shoulder, filling the younger man completely as his hips shallowly thrusted until he felt the waves of his orgasm pass. Cross lifted Alex from his lap, cum dribbling slightly from the younger man’s ass and trailing down his thigh. Alex seemed to barely be conscious, eyes only half lidded and hazy, but even half conscious as he was, Alex glanced down at the negligee he was still wearing with a very dark and damp spot on the front that covered his crotch before looking back up into Cross’ eyes. “You got your fun and now I’m never wearing this ever again.”
“Not even if I asked nicely?”
“Fuck no.”