Caustic_cranks

You, Walter 'Wally' 'Fuse are not a heavy sleeper. Nights spent camping out in the wilderness have given you a sharp ear for any signs of potential trouble. Not that there is any risk of trouble here in this quiet, secluded, heavily guarded and reinforced apartment building, but the instincts are (link-reveal: "still there and still sharp")[. Whether in the harsh environment of Salvo or the cool prestige of Solace, it's always the same for a merc like you. You always have to watch your back out there]. So when Alexander erupts into another coughing fit in the middle of the night, you are [[awake->2]] to hear it.

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You know by now that Alexander finds his coughing fits to be shameful, or at the very least an unpleasant reality, and he loathes it whenever you try to comfort him. So you (link-reveal: "don't talk about it")[. You pretend not to hear the way Alexander's voice cracks and splutters as he draws in desperate breath after breath. You pretend not to awaken from the horrid, dreaded sounds]. Tonight is no different. It wakes you up as it always does whenever Alexander coughs into the night, but he keeps his body still and his eyes closed. The coughing fit will go away, and you can drift back off to sleep, no matter how much you want to help Alexander out. When Alexander's coughing dies down, you can feel yourself snoring, usually an indication that you're about to fall asleep once more. Alexander kicks the covers off his feet, usually the sign of a restless night on Alexander's part. For once, you don't want to be part of that restless night. He's tired, exhausted even, and right now you are really looking forward to some shut eye. (link-reveal: "Singular shut eye")[. Hey, you thought it was funny. Mirage seemed to think so]. [[Go to sleep->3]]

The mattress dips as Alexander turns over to his back. After that, you hear the unmistakable noise of a pair of briefs being slid down hips before being flung off and away. [[Oh, fuck no, is he...?->4]] [[He can't be...->4]] [[There is absolutely no way.->4]] (link: "You're hallucinating. Maybe you should probably go back to sleep?")[(set: $4a to true)(go-to: "4")]

(if: $4a is true)[It must be your imagination, or maybe you went to sleep a lot quicker than he expected, but your singular eye shoots open for a second as you concentrate on the sounds Alexander is making and oh god, he is! He's fucking stroking himself off inches away from Walter.](else:)[You can't be entirely sure Alexander is doing what you think he's doing. Your singular eye shoots open for a second as you concentrate on the sounds Alexander is making and oh god, he is! He's fucking stroking himself off inches away from Walter.] And he said he wasn't feeling like having a bit of down under. [[The bastard!->5]] [[The cunt!->5]] (if: $4a is true)[[[Seriously, maybe leave the bloke alone and go to sleep?->5a]]]

It's a bit of a moral conundrum here. On the one hand, the man you've been shagging, the scientist who claims he's //above it all//, is now fucking into his fist and he's not even doing a great job of hiding it. You could help him out. Make it real good. Make him feel really good. On the other hand, how's Alexander going to react if he realises you've been listening to him masturbating since the beginning? Not great, you reckon. He might force you to participate in one of his experiments, and not the kinky kind either. It could be great. Or maybe it could be better if you just exercise a little bit of (link-reveal: "patience") [. Alexander is always telling you to be patient. Maybe for once you'll actually take his advice]. [[Fuck it. Let's fuck him.->Discovery1]] [[Let him jack off in peace. Just watch him.->Peace1]]

Oh, there's no way in the world you're going to sleep now. Not when he's lying there, cranking one out not even a breath away when that could be your hand cranking him up to eleven. Not when he's (link-reveal: "twisting his nipples. ")[//OK, you can't hear Alexander twisting his nipples but you know he's doing it. That's a thing you know he likes even though he'll never tell you. You always have to figure this kind of stuff out yourself because he never tells you.//] (display: "5")

(set: $peace to +1)You shift to face him as nonchalantly as possible, your (singular) eye still closed. Alexander shifts away if the mattress is anything to go by, but you can still hear his laboured breathing and the slick slide of his hand stroking his own cock. He must be hard. Stone cold and ready to fuck. And the rest of him must be just as slick. The bottle of lube and the box of condoms are but a stretch of your non-mechanical arm away, but honestly you might not even (link-reveal: "need them")[. He'd be so wet, his precum coating his ass and slicking his tight little ass. You wouldn't even need the lube. A bit of fingering, a bit of coaxing, and he'd take your cock like a champ]. It could be you right behind him, touching him like you've always wanted to touch him, fucking him like he deserves to get fucked, rough then slow then rough and slow. It could be you on his mind, bringing him to the (link-reveal: "brink of collapse")[(show: ?boc)] without even lifting a finger. |boc)[You know he's so close. You know you can take him over the edge.] Fuck, you need to fuck him //now//. [[Fuck it. Approach him->Discovery1]] [[Seriously, don't do it. Leave him be.->Peace2]]

He doesn't seem to notice you as you slowly shift towards him. His head is tilted back towards the pillow and //oh fuck// (if: $peace is 0)[he's still toying with his nipples like the dirty old man he is.](else-if: $peace is 1)[he's sucking on his fingers like they're candy.](else:)[he's fucking his own mouth with his fingers!] What the hell is he thinking of? The answer to that question comes much quicker than you expect or intend. "Walter..." Alexander moans low and soft. Oh, there is no way you are NOT fucking him now. Despite yourself, your laughter fills the air. (link: "irhd")[(go-to: "Discovery 2")] (link: "nah")[(set: $discovery to "hand")(go-to: "Discovery 2")] (link: "mam")[(set: $discovery to "mess")(go-to: "Discovery 2")] (replace: "irhd")[`"I'm right here, darl."`](replace: "nah")[`"Need a hand? Or how about a mouth?"`](replace: "mam")[`"Making a mess of yourself, doc. A right beautiful mess."`]

"F-Fitzroy," he (link-reveal: "growls ") [(or maybe even whimpers)] at you. (if: $discovery is "hand")[(set: $wally1 to "I offered a hand. A mouth. What more do you want?" )](else-if: $discovery is "mess")[(set: $wally1 to "You're sweating all over your dick. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were getting fairly intimate with your hand. ")](else:)[(set: $wally1 to "I'm right next to you. I'm willing. ")] "What?" You smirk. "(print: $wally1)Besides. I'm awake. You're awake. And it seems like you've not finished just yet, ay?" Alexander's breath hitches. "T-this is not your business." He's technically correct. It ain't your business. But will that stop you? (link-reveal:"Hell fucking no!")[= "It might not be my business," you admit, "or at least it weren't up until I hear you moan my name. Gotta admit, really like it when you say my name like that, darl." Alexander shivers. He doesn't turn to (link-reveal: "face you")[. If he did, you might see the blush caress his cheeks, a small hint of human weakness, so fleshy and exploitable and gorgeous. So unlike him]. "I can take care of you. You and your needs," you say with a hint of (link-reveal: "mischief")[ and a bucket load of arousal]. "All you gotta do is tell me." "And just how do you suppose you will 'take care of me?'" You don't need to see his hands moving to notice those imaginary quotation marks hovering over his shoulder. (link: "icfy")[(set: $d2 to "fuck")(go-to: "Discovery 3")] (link: "icby")[(set: $d2 to "blow")(go-to: "Discovery 3")] (link: "icmyu")[(set: $d2 to "mess")(go-to: "Discovery 3")] (link: "wdyt")[(go-to: "Discovery 3")] (replace: "icfy")[`"I can fuck you."`](replace: "icby")[`"I can blow you."`](replace: "icmyu")[`"I can mess you up."`](replace: "wdyt")[`"Why don't you tell me what you want for once?"`]

(set: $peace to it + 1)But since when is he the type to pleasure himself like this? You can't imagine him to be the type. He's always so neat, so meticulous. He doesn't fuck himself; he fucks others, or lets others fuck him. Always in control, always has to have the upper hand even when you're pounding his ass. Yet here he is, completely //balak// and teetering off the edge. He doesn't touch himself like this, doesn't hide his moans and whimpers behind a clenched hand. Fuck, you don't even remember the last time he's even vocalised anything during sex other than a sigh or a huff or some disgruntled science-y stuff that you don't pretend to understand. But maybe tonight will be different. He's right here. He's Screw this celibate nonsense. What kind of game do you think you're playing? [[Fuck it.->Discovery1]] [[Fuck HIM!->Discovery1]] [[Fuck him up the ASS!->Discovery1]]

(if: $d2 is "fuck")[(set: $d3 to "You desire to have your way with me?")](else-if: $d2 is "blow")[(set: $d3 to "You desire to perform oral sex on me?")](else-if: $d2 is "mess")[(set: $d3 to "You wish me to besmirch my own reputation, all for your so-called idea of fun?")](else:)[(set: $d3 to "You will have me however I desire?")]Alexander swallows audibly as he finally turns his head in your direction. He considers your proposition carefully, or as carefully as his current state will allow him. "(print: "$d3")" "Maybe," you smirk, grazing your fingers over his shoulder. "Sounds to me like you'd like the whole shebang." He shivers under your touch, but doesn't shift to move you away, not even when you pull him onto his back and sit beneath his lap, his legs spread around your frame. You've only got the one arm on you, but that's still enough to keep him pinned in place. "And what if I do?" Despite his words, you can already feel him melt underneath you. He must be (link-reveal: "desperate")[. As if you're not desperate yourself. You want him bad, but it's rare that he wants you just as badly]. "Then I'll fuck you Old Fusey style. I'll only respond to //yes//, //give it to me daddy//, //faster//, //harder//, and //stop//, but I doubt that last one will happen." He glimpses down at his hard, throbbing cock. Then he looks up at you. He sighs in (link-reveal: "resignation")[ or maybe in pent-up desire. It's hard to say, but the betting man in you says it's the latter]. "Do as you must," he grumbles. Well, you heard the man. Do as you must. And //do//, you shall. [[Fuck him->Fuck 1]] [[Make him suck you->Blow 1]] [[Touch him->Touch1]] [[Kiss him->Kiss 1]]

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With your one hand you stroke yourself off briskly, getting up to full mast. Alexander must know what you plan to do, but he doesn't shift away, instead (link-reveal: "watching you curiously")[. He certainly is enjoying the view]. It's difficult to align yourself with him with only one arm, but when you do, the two of you breathe out a quiet sigh. The stretch will be hard, and it will burn, but he's taking it all like a champ, laying back and curling his fingers preemptively around the covers. You think he might still have a sliver of control. That is, until you slide your cock inside him and hear his dirty, lewd groans. You have absolutely no idea how the fuck you're going to sleep after this. You can't afford to be fast without lube tonight, but that doesn't mean you can't give it to him hard. As soon as he's able to take you to the hilt, you roll your hips firmly, sliding slowly in before pushing the last few centimetres. This repeats over and over, taking you closer and closer to the edge. Alexander unravels beneath you "W-Walter," he growls as his (link-reveal: "fingers")[—or what's left of them—] sink deep into your ass, guiding you into him just a bit faster, just a bit harder. The head of your cock angles perfectly up to his prostate and he hisses sharply, his hips buckling to meets yours. Fuck, he usually acts so smarmy and almighty most of the time but tonight he's the filthiest bloke in the galaxy. He's opera in the sheets and NDH in the sheets. The epitome of control except now he's on the verge of losing it, and quite frankly, so are you. "Walter," he whispers. "I gotcha," you whisper back. "Me too." "Now. It must be now." Even if you wanted to prolong it, there's no way you can. [[Stroke him off->Stroke 1]] [[Cum in his mouth->Blow 2]] [[Cum over his ass->Fuck 2]]

"Suck me off," you breathe. "You know you want to." He looks at you as if you're joking. You idly wonder if maybe(if: $foreplay is 2)[ you've got him just a bit too worked up or if] he's getting cold feet. You shift yourself forward, sitting near his chest, your hard cock tapping at his face, slicking precum over his beard. Realisation dawns upon him as his once crystal clear blue eyes go cloudy. "You know you want it," you breathe. "Fitzroy," he growls. His mouth opens just enough for your cock to slide in with only a gurgle of surprise. His lips stretch around you, fighting the urge to fight as he swallows you down as enthusiastically as a man like Alexander can (which is surprisingly very enthusiastic, actually). It's hard to know whether Alexander had ever explored his sexuality much, but he must have (link-reveal: "done this before")[(show: ?dtb)] because he's taking you in all the way without struggle, his nose firmly pressed into your hair. |dtb)[A wave of jealousy creeps up your throat before you push it back down. He's yours now. That mouth is yours to fuck into.] But even Alexander, surprisingly great as he is at a bit of //down under//, cannot stop the tears from welling up in his eyes. He blinks them away, of course he does, but you brush them aside with your thumb, your hand trailing further back then up, curling into his hair and tugging just a little, forcing him to move his head. Alexander grunts, but follows along with your orders, bobbing up and down at the pace you dictate. His tongue curls when you shove your cock in and flattens when you pull out, saliva and precum and tears indistinguishable from each other near the corners of his mouth. If you squint, you might even think he's enjoying this. "Doing real good for me, darl. Sure you don't do this for a living?" Alexander grunts something—probably something along the lines of "Fitzroy" or maybe even "Walter" if he's feeling especially horny tonight. You turn around just in time to see his cock twitching and shaking, primed and ready for detonation. He doesn't have long, and if you're being honest with yourself, you don't have the stamina for much longer either. (if: $d2 is "mess")["I did say I can mess you up. I plan on doing exactly that."](else-if: $discovery is "hand")["You look like you could use a hand, hmm? Or maybe you don't need a hand at all."](else:)["Just say the word, darl. Say it, and I'll take you down under."] Alexander can't speak with a dick in his mouth but if he could, you swear he's saying, "Please". [[Stroke him off->Stroke 1]] [[Cum in his mouth->Blow 2]] [[Cum over his ass->Fuck 2]]

(set: $foreplay to it +1)It takes a bit of (link-reveal: "dexterity")[(when you lose an arm for some time you learn a few tricks on how to keep your balance)] but you're able to lean forward and press your lips against his. It's not a soft and nice kiss, although it could be if you press the right buttons. But no, this is rough and this is wet, with you taking what is rightfully yours. Your tongue slides into his mouth and Alexander breathes in deeply as you ravage him from the inside out, He whimpers (he goddamn whimpers) into your mouth. He never whimpers. He never moans. Fuck, you could get used to the sound. "Get on with it," he groans when your (link-reveal: "lips")[(show: ?lip)]finally part. |lip)[Crimson, swollen, parted. The perfect lips to wrap around a man's member. Yours, hopefully.] A chuckle bubbles out of you. "What, no foreplay? Whatever happened to preparation?" "Get on with it," he hisses. Maybe another night you'd keep this going, but right now, you've got a whole ass man to please (and a whole ass to please as well). [[Fuck him->Fuck 1]] [[Make him suck you->Blow 1]] [[Touch him->Touch1]] (if: $foreplay >= 2)[[[Stroke him to his completion->Stroke 1]]]

(set: $foreplay to it +1)Your hand rakes across his ribs, then down his stomach, over his thighs, before finally curling over his shaft. You give a few testing strokes, and when Caustic responds with his head tilted to the pillow and a half-mumbled groan on his lips, you feel it is your duty to leave him with a bit of shock and awesome. (if: $foreplay is 1)["E-enough delays. Please."(show: ?del)](else-if: $foreplay is 2)["C-cease this. No more.(show:?del)"](else:)[You could continue on but your hand is getting a bit sore and really there are all sorts of body parts you want to firmly acquaint yourself with all over again.] |del)["Gotta beg for it, darl." "Then fuck me already," he growls.] Well, you're not going to say no. [[Fuck him->Fuck 1]] [[Make him suck you->Blow 1]] [[Kiss him->Kiss 1]] (if: $foreplay >= 2)[[[Stroke him to his completion->Stroke 1]]]

(if: (history:) contains "Fuck 1")[You pull yourself out of Alexander's ass and shift yourself so you're sitting on his face. You shove your cock into his lips and he does not fight the intrusion, to your surprise.](else:)[You shove yourself deeper into his warm and wet mouth.] Your fingers curl into his hair and tug, and the rumble you get when he moans travels all the way up your cock and down your spine, and by the Warlord's name, it is exhilarating as fuck. It doesn't take him much. He's doing a good job of thrashing and fighting, his muffled grunts just enough to make it seem like he doesn't want this as badly as you do, but you both know he's just as (link-reveal: "desperate")[(show: ?des)]desperate as you. |des)[Maybe he doesn't know how desperate he looks.] The mental image of him wanting this so badly almost makes you spill into his lips. "C'mon, big finish, big guy," you moan as your fingers curl tightly into his hair and feel the explosion rattle your bones. Like a pro, he swallows you all down, only puffing out a plume of air as he cums into his own trembling fist, dripping down onto his glistening thighs and stomach. A bit of cum hangs at the edge of his lip, and you wonder (link-reveal: "how you'd clean it up")[. Maybe you'd get a (link-reveal: "cloth")[. Maybe you'd just use your tongue]]. Before you can even think about doing something about it, he plops backwards onto the bed, sweat beading at his forehead, and almost [[takes you with him->6]].

(if: (history:) contains "Blow 1")[You slide further back and push your hard, throbbing cock against his entrance, pushing in with surprisingly little resistance.](else:)[He's already gotten loose from you, so you're able to fuck into his ass hard, stretching him around you.] Alexander grips onto the covers tightly, face scrunched up as you thrust into him, taking him closer and closer to the brink. "Not inside," he grunts, too far gone to give any proper bite to his words. You'd ask where exactly, but you don't have the vocabulary to say anything except some very unsexy groans. Just when you're at the edge, you pull out at the last second and spray his ass. Alexander doesn't moan, but he does let out a sigh, his wound tight body finally, finally relaxing as he spurts, messing up his groin and stomach. He plops backwards onto the bed, sweat beading at his forehead, almost [[taking you with him->6]].

(if: $foreplay is 2)[You've been kissing him and touching him already, so it's no wonder that he falls apart the way that he does: your name on his lips and your hand around his dick. He moans so lewdly (god, you've never heard him sound so lewd before) and ](else-if: (history:) contains "Fuck 1")[You've fucked him so sublimely, it's no wonder that he falls apart the way that he does: your name on his lips and your hand around his dick. Oh ](else-if: (history:) contains "Blow 1")[He's given you a good piece of down under, so you have to pay back the favour. You just give him a few good tugs to make him come undone. And ]you know it won't take much for him to spill over the edge but you want to prolong it just a little. Just enough for you to get your (link-reveal: "rocks off")[(show:?rok)] with him. |rok)[You won't cum until he does. Not that you think he'll last longer than you.] His cock throbs in your hand, spilling more and more of his precum with every stroke. Your own throbbing cock ruts into him, your mouth hanging open as you feel the sparks rise in your chest. Alexander groans as he closes his eyes shut and fucks into your grip, fast and brutal. A couple of fingers push past his lips as he sucks on them greedily(if: (history:) contains "Blow 1")[, cum staining his lips]. He spills over your (link-reveal: "hand")[(show:?han)], glistening and shiny.|han)[ You look at him with your good eye, smirk, and lick it all up, presenting the evidence on your tongue.] (if: $discovery is "mess" or $d2 is "mess")["Well. Looks like you've made a mess of yourself.](else:)["Well. That take care of ya?"] Alexander doesn't respond. He plops backwards onto the bed, sweat beading at his forehead, almost [[taking you with him->6]].

As the two of you slump back into the covers, (if: (history:) contains "Fuck 2")[Alexander rolls back onto his back while](else:)[Alexander stares at the ceiling while] you wipe your hand absently over your own sweat-prickled forehead. You didn't reach your own completion, but you're too tired to chase it to the end. Lying right here in Alexander's sweaty presence, that's really all you need, at least for tonight. "That was good, ay, Alex?" "Maxwell," he corrects. "Huh?" "Maxwell," he says. "Call me Maxwell in private from now on." "I'll call ya Max, how about that?" (link: "Alexander")[(link: "Maxwell")[Max]] doesn't respond to what you say. Maybe (if: (history:) contains "Fuck 2")[you gave him a damn good fuck](else-if: (history:) contains "Blow 2")[the head he gave you was too much for the old bloke after all](else:)[you gave him too good a handy] or maybe he's just comfortable with the silence. Or maybe it's neither of those. "Fine," he says, too tired to argue otherwise. "Really?" "Don't make me rescind your privilege seconds after I award it. It is Maxwell, or Max if you prefer. No more Nox, no more Alexander, no more derivatives of either names." You want to ask why, but you feel like you've pushed the boundaries enough. "I needed this," (link: "Alexander")[(link: "Maxwell")[Max]] admits. "This defilement. It was unexpected but...not unwanted." [["Was I that good?"->7]]

A quiet chuckle lets slip from Max's lips. He doesn't often make that sound, but you feel like it's the siren's lullaby letting you drift off to sleep. He doesn't do much other than chuckle, so you're left to fill in the blanks. (link-reveal: "Maybe he needed a good fuck")[. (link-reveal: "Maybe he trusts you")[. (link-reveal: "Maybe he even loves you")[. Maybe you're overthinking this]]]. Maybe it doesn't matter. What does matter is that he's still in bed, all sorts of messed up, and settles himself over the covers like this is a typical night for him. Maybe it will in the future, but in time you'll get used to it. Not that you have a lot of it, but you plan to make the most of it. The two of you drift asleep, your good arm resting comfortably over his stomach(if: (history:) contains "Fuck 2")[ just a little bit above the drying cum stain, which the latter doesn't even bother cleaning up]. You got no rest tonight, and the morning after you wake up groggy as all hell. But to see Max look over you, loose and relaxed and giving the smallest smile, the sleep deprivation is definitely (link-reveal: "well worth it")[. That, and the blowjob you got shortly after breakfast. That was also definitely well worth it]. --- //THE END// [[Go back to the menu->Prologue]] [[Restart story from the beginning?->1]] [[Read the previous chapter by ''Rammstein6669''->Prev]] [[Visit my AO3 page->AO3 page thing]] [[Follow my twitter->Twitter]]

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