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It was easy to forget that Flambae could feel fear.
He always made himself grand; He stood out among the crowd with his attitude and way of asserting dominance. Never somebody like Flambae could feel fear and still face his enemies. He faces them and takes them down without breaking a sweat. Even before SDN, Flambae had a reputation for being fearless and intense. Still…he was Human. He craved to be loved for and cared about, to be hugged and comforted, to be touched…
But Life is full of suffering for a power that drives people away. He wondered if he was the problem for getting attached to people, which blurred the lines of being a casual friend of someone and holding onto them so they wouldn’t abandon him for being himself. So he kept to what was safe for him: Short, shitty, and really fucking messy relationships with others.
Then Robert Robertson the Third came into his life.
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“Mmm…I had a feeling you were a bad kisser.”
Robert snickers as he pulls back from the warm kiss. Flambae smirks, about to make a witty comeback, but is cut off when Robert brings their lips back together. Robert’s hand massages Flambae’s left breast and teases the nipple. Flambae lets out an exhale through his nose, and arches his back into Robert’s hand. Flambae’s hand reaches up to firmly squeeze Robert’s ass and bring him impossibly closer. Flambae usually took his kissing rough and full of tongue, but Robert kissed like no other man.
He didn’t demand dominance, he allowed Chad to give it to him. Robert’s lips gently brushed against Chad’s with care. They were soft, yet firm. His tongue gently traced every part of Chad’s mouth until it met with his tongue. He kept his hands busy as well, one gently combing through his hair and caressing his skull and the other sliding further down his chest to his stomach. Chad could cry, or probably cum, from the ecstasy he felt.
Robert pulled away again and looked down at him with a snarky smirk.
“Is that your phone poking me, or are you just happy to see me?”
“Booo–Mood killing bitch…”
Flambae complained, throwing his head back onto the pillow and rolling his eyes. Robert’s hand found its way down to Chad’s clothed cock and gave it a squeeze.
“Really? I’m the bitch? You know what…you’ll pay for it this time around.”
Robert began undressing Flambae. Flambae allowed him to, staring up at him with a snarky grin. Robert kissed down his body. Pressing his firm but feather-like lips to his chin, then neck, then chest, down his stomach and stopping at his pelvic area.
Flambae’s face started to heat up. ` Is this actually…` He thought to himself. ` Is this actually love? Fuck…he’s so sexy. I need that cookie so fucking badly. ` Flambae rubbed a hand over his nipple. Robert had proven that he wasn’t just a pretty face. He was someone who kept promises and could look hot as fuck while doing it.
Suddenly, Flambae became aware of how hot his cheeks and ears were getting. This would be considered normal blushing for general audiences, but to someone like Flambae it sent him immediately into a panic.
“W-Wait! Wait-No! No! I change my mind!”
Flambae quickly spat out. Robert was off him in a millisecond. He scooted back on the bed away from Chad and raised his hands defenselessly. He had a look of concern, fear that he’d done something to hurt Flambae. Or worse, traumatized the man. Chad pulled his legs to his chest and started taking deep breaths. Guilt crashes over him like a tsunami. He feels Robert’s comforting hand on his shoulder and looks at him with disappointment and regret.
“Are you okay? Did I-”
“No, Robert. It wasn’t you. It was me. I just…”
Chad trailed off and sighed when he couldn’t think of what to say. He turns away from Robert and lets his feet hang off the bed. Robert sat close to him and wrapped a hand across his hip, then pulled him closer. He puts a hand over Chad’s.
“I’m right here. You can talk to me about anything.”
“...”
“Chad?”
Chad couldn’t look at Robert, but he clenched his head back. He exhaled and leaned against Robert. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out the first time. He thought back to all the people he’s been with. Casual screws, relationships, hookups, etc.,. The foreplay would end and by the end of the night, something went horribly wrong.
“Every time I have…attempted to have sex…it doesn’t go too well.”
Chad confessed. He looked at Robert for any sign of rejection, but Robert’s eyes were full of understanding. He wanted to listen. He was here. Chad found that odd and uncomfortable. The only other person who looked at him like that was Prism, but they weren’t romantic and had never even thought of exploring each other's bodies. Chad immediately suspected Robert had a secret motive.
“Let me guess…you burn them by accident?”
“Pretty much. I feel too good when they’re doing their thing, and I just lose control a little. I end up burning them by accident. I was blowing this one dude and he was…so fucking hot, I didn’t even notice how hot I was getting. I kind of… steamed and boiled his dick a little.”
Robert cringed at the thought. That sounded like immense pain; physical pain for whoever the other man and emotional pain for accidentally burning someone’s dick. He put a hand on his shoulder.
“And then when I bottomed…it turns out my ass is worst.”
“It can’t be that bad…”
“Robert…he had to get his dick surgically removed from my ass. It was humiliating.”
Oh. It was that bad. He pulled Flambae in for a tight embrace. He laid his head against Flambae’s chest and looked up at him with doe eyes.
“B-but after those two…disasters. I practiced on myself. I learned to stop cumming super fucking. Shit, do you know how much went to dildos before they stopped coming out lopsided. It’s been so long since I’ve had some fucking dick bro-“
“Okay okay, I get it. Hehe, you don’t have to go into detail.”
Robert chuckles and snuggles deeper into Flambae’s chest. Chad wrapped his arms around Robert as they laid back in the bed. He leans up and rests his head in his arms.
“Well, if it makes you feel better…I trust you. Since I joined the Z Team, you have been such a hard worker. We can just cuddle tonight, we can do it another time.”
Chad felt his suspicion melt. Robert didn’t mind not having sex that night. He was mad or disappointed about it, and he wouldn't gossip to anyone about it. Chad couldn’t label his feelings at the moment.
“I know you’d never go out of your way to hurt me. Thanks for opening up to me about this. I knew you were a good guy.”
Robert finished, resting his head against Chad’s neck. He quickly raised his head once he felt how warm Chad’s body was suddenly getting. Chad was frozen in place, heating up from the praise.
Robert reached over to turn off the lamp and laid back down in Flambae’s arms. They’d deal with this tomorrow.
Chad was still hard. Almost painfully hard. But he’d deal with it later…
