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Brennan hated feeling helpless and unfortunately that was the only feeling besides anger and frustration he had access to at the moment. William Dennett had them totally at his mercy. He was controlling every aspect of this 'game' and now the stakes had increased exponentially. That bastard was pumping BZ into Sanctuary with Jesse already burned Jesse was feeling the effects much faster than he was.
Brennan had to get them to higher ground and pretend the increase in his heart rate had to do with the effects of the poisonous gas and not the fact that Jesse couldn't walk. Using a fireman's lift to carry Jesse up the ladder, he deposited them next to the vent to get closer to an outdoor air source.
"Stay with me buddy, we're gonna make it."
Brennan still remembers Jesse's raspy voice.
"Something I wanna tell you Brennan."
"Yeah… I love you too, man."
Brennan remembers the shocked and surprised look Jesse managed even if he was slowly dying.
God! Jesse was dying. Can't think like that. Everything's ok now.
"Naww! You suck at basketball."
Even with death swirling around them Brennan managed to be shocked.
"That's the big thing! That's the big thing you wanted to tell me?"
Brennan's disbelief was momentarily distracted by Jesse's coughing.
"Yeah, what you said." Jesse admitted with a small smile.
Then Jesse started coughing, not just coughing, but his chest was heaving and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
"Jesse!"
"Jesse! Don't you die on me!"
Frantically laying Jesse flat, Brennan was shaking him and trying to get Jesse to focus on his voice.
Come on Jesse! Don't you die on me!
Aligning Jesse's head in position Brennan got ready to administer CPR.
"Don't you die on me! Come on!"
He pinched Jesse's nose and got ready to breathe into his mouth when Jesse took a deep breathe.
"Don't you even think of giving me mouth to mouth!"
At the time Brennan was too relieved by Jesse breathing to be upset by that comment. Now that the danger had passed and everything seemed to be back to normal and he had time to think. Think about that comment over and over and clarification or perhaps retribution seemed to be in order.
With Lexa and Shalimar out chasing a lead the boys were home alone. Brennan knew that Shal knew something was going on between him and Jesse but she never called either of them on it. Brennan figured Shalimar would only interfere or call them on it if it became a problem for the team. But enough on the lovely Shalimar he had a brown haired demi-angel that he had to teach a lesson.
Brennan walked into Jesse's quarters, quickly undressed, and slipped in between the sheets. He placed the book he came in with right by his hip. Afterwards he arranged the sheet so his chest and the entire left side of his body were completely uncovered and exposed to the door. He placed his hand under the sheet giving the illusion that he was holding his cock.
Brennan knew he was good looking but he rarely dwelled on it, in times like these though he used it to his advantage. With a well defined upper body and slim but muscled legs; he knew he would have Jesse distracted and alarmed at the same time. Brennan had the added extra bonus that he knew he looked like he belonged in Jesse's bed.
Brennan figured he had a few minutes before Jesse would come back to his rooms to look for the manual that Brennan conveniently removed from Jesse's workstation. He knew that Jesse would comeback to his rooms to look for it before asking anyone where it could be. Jesse had a habit of reading tech manuals in his room and was notorious for accusing others of taking them before finding said books in his rooms.
Brennan closed his eyes he figured Jesse should be here any minute now. He plumped up a pillow, laid back, and waited. After a few minutes he drifted off in a light doze.
Jesse cursed softly, where the hell was that manual. He swore he had it 2 minutes ago. He needed the specs so he could over haul the visual security system. After Dennett's invasion some modifications had to be done. 'Damn it where the hell was it.' He was about to yell at the others when he remembered that Shalimar and Lexa were investigating another lead. He hadn't seen Brennan all morning.
Jesse mentally groaned when he thought about Brennan and his actions didn’t score any points with Lexa either. It seemed that Brennan was still angry with him. He wasn't sure about what. The idea to put the girls' images into the game was Brennan's idea. When the girls gave him that gag gift of Tunnel Quest 3 he knew Brennan had put them up to it. Since then it had been little snide comments and suddenly he was paired up the Lexa and Shalimar more often than Brennan for any anything. It was starting to get to him he missed hanging out with Brennan and some other things.
No, no, he didn't miss 'that' he preferred it this way, right? After all he wasn't gay or even bi! This thing between he Brennan was just a thing. Guys helped each other out when the need arose. As closely and as long as Brennan and he have worked together it was only reasonable that some stuff would occur. Right?
Pushing those thoughts out of his mind he started looking for his manual. After a through search of his desk and the library he went to his room, maybe he brought it with him when he went back to his rooms earlier that day.
It wasn't in the outer room and he stopped dead when he reached his bedroom. There was Brennan seemingly asleep in his bed, head back, one arm was above his head, neck exposed, as well as most of his body. Brennan was naked in his bed. Jesse was at a loss for a few words because there were some choice words he could use like 'what the fuck', or 'oh my god', or 'definitely fuckable'. Jesse ignored the fact that he suddenly found it hard to walk. He vaguely noticed the manual next to the body but at the moment that was secondary. He painfully made his way to his bed. When he carefully crawled a top the bed it caused the bed to dip and Jesse watched as Brennan's eyes slowly blinked open.
"Brennan?"
Jesse watched a slow smile cross Brennan's mouth.
Jesse's breath caught as he watched Brennan's hand reach out and rest on his thigh. He couldn't stop the involuntary reaction of muscle jumping up to meet Brennan's touch.
"Brennan, what are you doing here?" Jesse cursed silently to himself he couldn't stop the huskiness that crept into his voice.
"Jesse, I wanted to 'talk' to you."
Jesse couldn't drag his eyes away from Brennan's body and as Brennan turned to face him on the bed the sheet slipped a little more and Brennan was barely covered. He could see the small curly hairs beginning to show themselves around Brennan's cock. He dragged his eyes back up to Brennan's and found some amusement there.
"Ohh, OK, talk then." Jesse's mouth was suddenly dry and he couldn't stop himself and reached out to touch all that skin that was laid out before him. He was stopped from his goal when Brennan leaned back just out of his reach.
"Remember the first time."
Jesse was slightly confused by the question. His confusion must have shown on his face because Brennan continued.
"We were stuck in a safe house. Adam cut off communication so the virus wouldn't infect the other cells. We were in there for days. We had cabin fever so bad." Brennan held up his thumb and pointer finger. "We were that close from killing each other."
Jesse nodded as he remembered that day. They were getting so testy and at one point Jesse had contemplated actually hurting Brennan. At that point he locked himself in the bathroom and figured he needed to relax. Well he thought he had locked the door, Brennan had come to apologize and he had his head back, pants around his ankles and he was pumping on his dick for everything it was worth. He was so lost in his fantasy that he didn't register the door opening or Brennan kneeling in front of him.
He did notice when another hand covered his and he was so embarrassed but so close that he didn't give much resistance to Brennan's actions especially when Brennan's head bent down and started blowing him. In fact he exploded in Brennan's mouth a few seconds after that wet heat surrounded him.
He would have protested the invasion of privacy and lack of respect right after but he was so boneless and Brennan had pulled him forward so his ass was on the front part of the seat, completely pulled off his pants, spread his legs wide, and then he slipped his head down and started licking his perineum.
Jesse couldn't stop the moan that left his mouth at the memory now and when it had happened. He remembered that that was his first rim job. He didn't want to know how Brennan had gotten so good at that but at that moment he would have really killed Brennan if he had stopped. If felt so good. He didn't even know how he stayed on the seat that day. When Brennan's tongue crossed his prostate the first time he bucked off the seat so hard. He had never felt that before. It was so powerful he still remembers it. He still gets hard from the memory.
After his second orgasm he remembers Brennan gently cleaning him up and leaving the bathroom. Brennan had left him alone for the rest of their stay at the safe house knowing that he needed time to get himself together. Afterwards they never talked about it and things went back to normal. More missions happened and the intensity of missions grew and during the really rough ones Brennan happened to be there for him. Relieving him of stress and getting him to calm down, relax, and get his head back into the game. He never questioned Brennan's tactics and it looked like his comeuppance was about to happen.
Dragging his thoughts back to the present he looked at Brennan naked on his bed and Jesse knew his face was flushed and his arousal was obvious and painful in the pants he favors. Brennan looks so willing. He groaned out loud and gave in. Jesse pulled the sheet away and looks at the bountiful horn of plenty that was Brennan all on display before him.
Brennan seemed perfectly comfortable being on display. He was about to lean down and suck on the nearest brown nipple when he pulled himself back. What the hell was he doing! He wasn't gay! He didn't actually want to suck Brennan's nipple. He didn't want Brennan that way. He didn't want to see what Brennan looked like when he came. He didn't want to hear Brennan beg the way he did in his head when Brennan's tongue was in his ass or when Brennan's mouth was around his cock. He didn't want to know, he really didn't want to know how it would feel to be inside Brennan.
"Jesse?"
Jesse could hear the question in Brennan's voice and he didn't want to look up but he had too. He knew he would see hurt in Brennan's face. He didn't want to see the furrowed brows, the downcast eyes, and thin line Brennan's mouth would form. When he looked up he found that and more, there was anger there too.
"Brennan, I… I just…"
"You just what Jesse?"
Jesse could tell from the low tone of Brennan's voice that Brennan was pissed.
"I can't…"
"You can't what? You can't admit that you actually want me."
Jesse looked down; he couldn't meet Brennan's anger, especially since it was so justified.
"I get it. It's alright for me to suck you off; it's alright for me to put my tongue in your ass. It's alright for you to beg me not to stop."
Jesse looked up startled. He never begged. Out loud.
"Yes, begged. That's alright but to get you to admit that you want me, that you need me that's not alright… right?"
At that point Brennan got off the bed and stood with his back to Jesse but looking at Jesse through the mirror. His arms were crossed over his chest and Brennan's body was vibrating with anger.
Jesse was torn between denial and attraction. Jesse looked helplessly at the man in front of him. He had never seen anything so powerfully alluring and so seductive, Brennan naked and angry. Even Brennan's muscles were quivering with his emotions. All that directed at him.
"Brennan … I don't know what to do."
"Bullshit!"
"What?"
"For over four years I have sucked you off, rimmed you and been there for you in every possible way. In one moment you throw all that in my face."
"Somehow I get the feeling we're not talking about this moment."
"Oh look who just caught a clue."
"Brennan, talk to me."
"I am talking to you, you're just not listening." Brennan turned to face Jesse. "Look at you, you are horrified at the thought of fucking me and terrified at the thought of being fucked by me. Yet you want it."
Brennan paused and then his face registered something like shock. "You hate it don't you. You hate the fact that you want it." Brennan shook his head. "You couldn't even tell me you loved me."
Jesse paused for a moment too long. "Brennan I'm sorry."
The moment he said that he knew he had said the wrong thing. Open mouth insert leg here. He watched as Brennan tensed and the air grew electric with him restraining his power.
"Brennan calm down."
"Brennan calm down." He mimicked.
"Brennan I don't know what to say."
"Really?"
Jesse watched as a range of emotions crossed Brennan's face and then it slipped blank. That was not good. Brennan grabbed his clothes and stalked out. Brennan didn't even look at him as he walked out.
Jesse barely heard Brennan mutter. "As if thought of my mouth on you would be an end to your precious and delicate manhood." Brennan didn't even bother to slam the door on his way out.
Jesse stared for a long time at the door.
After all this time Jesse still couldn't admit that he was attracted to him. Even after all the evidence to the contrary. After four years the best he could do was blush and stammer. Well, whether Jesse liked it or not they were well past that. As many times as Brennan had Jesse's cock in his mouth and his tongue and fingers in Jesse's ass you would think the guy would admit something.
Brennan had been more than patient in fact he knew he was up for sainthood. Not once in the last four years did he ever push for reciprocation, not once did he expect Jesse to return the 'favor'. He usually disappeared for a while and got his needs met elsewhere. The last year had been rough and he needed his team more than ever, he needed something more. He was tired of jerking off to a made up memory of Jesse. He was tired of coming in some guy's mouth while he thought of Jesse. It had been four years and he was tired of one-night stands, he was tired of hiding another part of who he was, and he was tired of waiting.
Adam was gone and the Dominion was shadowing every move they made. It was getting harder and harder to disappear without a reason. If the Dominion or the other side (who ever they were) got wind of his extra-curricular sextivities he didn't know what could happen. He was frustrated and most disturbing; quite possibly falling for someone he considered his closest friend.
He knew these actions were not conducive to sane living and working conditions. He knew this because he had been through it once before; with Shalimar, they both knew it wouldn't work out but they tried anyway and when it ended even before it began it just made them closer than they were before. This thing with Jesse he kind of fell into it and somewhere along the line he dropped the casualness of it and it became something more. Too bad he forgot to inform Jesse of that. Watching Jesse almost die in his arms had just pushed him over the edge and now he wanted to know where he stood. It looks like he just found out.
He had no problem admitting he was bi and so was Jesse even if he didn't want to admit it. He, just like Jesse was attracted to women but he liked people more and at that point gender didn't matter. There was something about being with a man that was freeing. With women he needed to know when to be gentle and when to be a little rough. It was a lot like worship. With men he didn't have that same pull he could lay back and be worked over or he could change his mind and go after his partner just as hard and fast as they both wanted. Brennan knew that just under that shy exterior of Jesse's he was capable of all that and more. He just needed to get over that with whom he slept with didn't define who he was. But he was tired of waiting and he was also pissed off that Jesse thought so little of him.
Brennan was in the simulation room working out his anger when Shalimar slipped inside he barely stopped from sending a tesla coil her way. She ended the SIM and bowed to him in the traditional style of starting a spar. He sent a warning look at her. He wasn't in any state to hold back so he didn't. He barely registered the hiss Shalimar made after he landed his first blow. Shalimar flipped back and eyed him he noticed that her eyes changed from human to feral as she paced him. The spar began in earnest then neither holding back. Shalimar had the advantage by being a feral using her flexibility and her ability to get to higher ground easily.
Together they were beauty in motion. Blocks and kicks, feints and attacks, aerials and slides, together they danced and fought around each other. At the some point the song ended and the both paused and bowed to each other ending the spar. At that point Shalimar collapsed on floor breathing heavily, "Wanna talk about it?" She tossed out.
"Shal, leave it alone." Brennan picked himself up off the floor. Wiped his face and dragged himself to the door. Sensing Shalimar about to push, he preempted her, "Don't." He shook his head as he heard her sigh.
He walked to his room thankful he didn't see anyone else. Lexa would leave him alone and he didn't want to see Jesse. He was still volatile and seeing Jesse would just set him off.
He showered and got dressed. He put on a pair of black slacks, boots, and a tight black sheer shirt. He grabbed his tailored leather jacket and his wraparounds. He ran his hand through his hair and decided to let his hair air-dry. It was in the mirror he saw his comm link he stared at it for a minute and then slipped it off, found his cell and dropped it next to the ring on the dresser. Walking out of Sanctuary Brennan was faintly pleased that he didn't run into anyone.
He hot wired a Benz and drove to the nice part of town. He went to a club that was relatively unknown but catered to his needs. It serviced a subtle clientele, these men and women were richer than most and had a bit more to lose if rumors got out. It was usually a safe bet to get picked up at place like this. Management encouraged a quite and relatively discrete atmosphere. He opted to have dinner before going straight to the bar. He glanced around and looked at potential marks. Although he wasn't looking to case anyone he smiled at the terms he still used in his head. There were a few potentials and he settled at his table decided to let the games begin. He wasn't surprised when a drink was set in front of him. The waiter nodded to the longhaired brownish-blonde, well built and in a suit that cost more than he would see in a few months of pay. He made eye contact and within a few moments Brennan had made his request clear. He accepted the drink and waited for his admirer to make his move. Brennan sipped the single malt whiskey and approved, his suitor had taste.
Up close the man looked like a god with a body to match and watched as he took the seat across from him.
"I see that you approve."
Brennan grinned. "You have excellent taste." The god smiled, "Join me for dinner." Brennan offered.
They both had an enjoyable conversation and when dinner was over Brennan asked about dessert.
The beauty in front of him whose name he found out was Dylan said he was hoping to have something in a bit more private setting.
Brennan smiled. He beckoned the waiter over and when he went to pay the bill he was stopped. Dylan told him that since he owned the place it would be inappropriate for Brennan to pay.
"My place or yours?" Dylan asked.
"Yours." Brennan answered.
Brennan followed Dylan up to what looked like an apartment above the club. Dylan had excellent taste. The woods were deep mahogany and carpeting lush but all the details of the apartment faded when Dylan took his hair out of a ponytail and shook it free.
Brennan walked up to him, ran his fingers thru Dylan's hair, and then was drawn into a deep kiss. For the first time in years he put Jesse out of his mind and concentrated on the man in front of him. The man who was attracted to him, the man who wasn't afraid of his sexuality, the man he hoped would pound into him so hard that he would have trouble standing for the next few days.
Brennan returned the kiss with the same intensity and when they pulled apart they were both breathing heavily. Dylan turned around and walked into what probably was his bedroom. Brennan tossed his jacket on the couch and followed Dylan. Brennan sat on the bed and pulled off his boots, unbuttoned his pants and then slid up on the bed and gave Dylan his best come and get me look and then next thing he knew he had a whole lot of man on top of him. Dylan lay between his legs staring up into Brennan's eyes. With a steady hand Dylan pulled down the zipper of Brennan's pants and slipped his hand inside. Dylan closed his eyes when he met nothing but flesh. Dylan carefully pulled out Brennan's cock and then flipped his hair in front of him and proceeded to let the strands caress Brennan's cock. Brennan groaned at the unfamiliar feel. He threw his head back and spread his legs a little wider.
When he looked up he saw Dylan smile and then watched as Dylan bent his head down and gave him a hard lick to the underside of his arousal. Brennan moaned and hissed in pleasure when his cock was fully encased in Dylan's mouth. Brennan's legs parted even wider and it was Dylan's strength holding him down as he tried to thrust up into that wonderful heat. Just on the verge of orgasm Dylan pulled back Brennan sighed with relief; he did not want this night to end so quickly.
He let Dylan pull off his pants and he took off his top. Then he kneeled on the bed and slowly undid the buttons to Dylan's shirt. Brennan stopped half way and then pulled the shirt down from the back. Effectively trapping Dylan's arms, it wasn't enough to render him helpless but Brennan wanted to play and it looked like Dylan was up for it. Brennan leaned in and sucked on a pert dark pink nipple. Dylan let his head fall back and enjoyed the torment Brennan was inflicting to his chest. Brennan licked and laved Dylan's torso and blazed a trail up to his neck. When he reached Dylan's jaw he unbuttoned the rest of the shirt and Dylan immediately brought his hands up to wrap firmly around Brennan's waist.
Brennan and Dylan stared at each other then Dylan tentatively leaned in and gently took Brennan's mouth in a soft kiss. Brennan was stunned by the gentleness of it and responded in kind. After that, the night took on a different feel. Dylan pulled off his shirt and then unbuttoned his pants. Brennan sat back and watched as Dylan undressed. His breath caught as he took in the beauty of the man in front of him. He was undeniably drawn to the heavy cock that was standing proudly erect. At the thought of that huge muscle entering him Brennan shivered and unconsciously widened his legs. At that movement Dylan seemed ready to devour every inch of him.
Brennan couldn't remember the last time someone wanted him this much. He arched and moaned into every touch. He didn't remember hearing Dylan get lube but he felt it when a finger was pushed inside him, he started thrusting back when three fingers were inside him touching his prostate over and over. He groaned when the fingers were removed but his groan turned into a guttural moan when he felt the head of Dylan's cock enter him. Brennan respected the fact that Dylan was going slow because Dylan really was huge but it had been so long and he couldn't wait any more. He wrapped his legs around Dylan and impaled himself on the long thick shaft. Both of them moaned at the feel. When Dylan opened his eyes Brennan looked into them and said the first words either of them had uttered since they came upstairs, "Fuck. Me. Hard."
Dylan growled his response and soon Brennan's eyes were rolling to the back of his head and all he remembered saying was yes, please, and harder, over and over again. The force of Dylan's thrusts rocking the bed. He didn't even remember passing out when his orgasm blew thru him like the force of a supernova. He still felt phantom memories of Dylan's cock throbbing inside of him and weight of Dylan on his chest. He vaguely remembered Dylan pulling out and tying off the condom. Glad that one of them was paying attention to details. He sighed as Dylan wiped his release off his stomach. Then moaned when the cloth gently wiped his behind. Happily sated for the first time in months Brennan tracked Dylan's progress around the room until Dylan shut off the lights and slipped back bed. Brennan moved into Dylan's arms when Dylan climbed back into bed.
Jesse poured a glass a juice and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Shalimar was wide awake as usual.
"Hey Jes, you look like shit!"
"Morning to you too sunshine," Jesse grumbled.
Shalimar pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge. "Hey have you seen Brennan."
"Not since yesterday." Jesse answered, although his antennas were up. "Why do you ask?"
"S'okay he was really upset yesterday I wondered if you knew what was up?"
"Sorry, Shal, can't help you."
With his back turned he didn't see the calculated look Shal thru his way. Jesse had been feeling guilty. He didn't leave his room all night. All he could think about was Brennan and this thing they had. Jesse hadn't realized how much he had depended on Brennan until Brennan pointed it out. He hadn't realized how long this thing that they had had been going on either.
Brennan had been safe. Never pushing, going only as far as Jesse would allow, and always pulling back, as if sensing Jesse was conflicted. When it first started he had been disgusted with himself. How could he get off from a guy touching him, but the evidence was there. That was just plumbing. If a monkey jerked him off he would still get hard. Then those moments with Brennan happened so infrequently and he gradually adjusted to it. It was just a thing it didn't really mean anything.
Except it did mean something, it meant a lot. He had become dependant on Brennan for so many things and he didn't even realize he had taken what Brennan did for him for granted. To think everyone thought he was the sensitive one.
Brennan winced a bit when he rolled over. He slipped out from the strong embrace, the warm body, and the cock that was comfortably nestled against his ass and padded to the bathroom. Running the hot water he stepped into the shower and let the water pour over him. He was a bit startled when the shower door opened.
"Want some help?" The deep baritone whispered into the air.
"You offering?" Brennan asked without turning around.
In lieu of an answer Brennan felt strong hands soaping up his back and slowly massaging his muscles.
Sighing under Dylan's strong hands Brennan relaxed under hot water and Dylan's touch. Brennan turned and wrapped his arms around Dylan's waist. The kiss started out light and gentle and rapidly escalated to the heat of the water pouring over them.
They broke apart a few moments later. "I have to go." Brennan said breathlessly.
"Will I see you again?" Dylan asked.
Brennan was silent for a moment. He thought about Jesse and looked up. "Yes."
Dylan smiled. He leaned in and caught Brennan's lower lip between his teeth. "Good." Then captured Brennan's mouth in a deep, sloppy open mouthed kiss.
When Brennan needed air he slid to his knees and began licking and sucking on the cock that was slowly awaking with his administrations. When Dylan came to full hardness Brennan put all his experience to good use. He took Dylan's hand and put on his head, and then he relaxed his mouth and waited.
"Are you sure?" Dylan asked a bit breathless.
A hard suck answered Dylan's question. Dylan needed no more encouragement and at first he gently started thrusting into Brennan's mouth. Brennan figured Dylan needed a bit more to really get him going. Brennan felt around and got the liquid soap, applying a generous amount to his fingers and felt for Dylan's puckered entrance and gently traced it and then slowly when he felt Dylan relax he inserted a finger. At Dylan's gasp and tightening of his hand on Brennan's head Brennan smiled around the cock in his mouth. Not long after Dylan was thrusting back and forth between Brennan's fingers and his mouth.
Dylan's control was rapidly disintegrating which was exactly what Brennan wanted. Dylan finally realizing he could use his full strength started a merciless rhythm with Brennan’s mouth. Brennan finally in his element, he moaned around Dylan's cock, he could feel the bruising to the back of his throat and mouth and that made him grab his cock but he was stopped when Dylan said no. This was even better than he thought.
"You only get to come when you're inside me."
Brennan's sucked harder and inserted another finger in Dylan's ass this time with the intent of stretching him and he aimed for Dylan's prostate. Dylan's hips started to snap uncontrollably and with vicious suck Brennan pulled a roar and an orgasm from Dylan. Dylan only managed to stay standing because Brennan had a tight hold on him while Brennan swallowed the shooting liquid. When Brennan released Dylan’s cock Dylan pulled him into a punishing kiss. Then Dylan was on his hands and knees, he leaned over and spread his legs invitingly. Brennan closed his eyes at the sight of this very powerful man on his hands and knees for him.
"Dylan condoms?"
"Right outside the door."
Brennan opened the door and saw the lube and condoms on the floor. He grabbed both. He put the condom on outside the shower and slipped back in the stall and got to his knees. He poured the lube and he was about stretch Dylan again when Dylan growled, "Now"
Brennan pumped himself once, twice and then slid inside. Both of them hissed at the pain and pleasure that shot through them. Brennan stayed put for a few moments, then he heard the gravelly baritone command, "Move."
So Brennan did but he did so in slow, deep, and even strokes. Brennan relished in seeing the trembling in Dylan's arms. Brennan kept his pace steady never once breaking his stride as he steadily pounded into Dylan's prostate. Soon he heard Dylan panting and begging. The sounds moved Brennan and gave him something to focus on as he steadily lost himself in the incredible tightness of Dylan's ass.
Like all things this pleasurable torment had to come to an end. Dylan could barely hold himself up and Brennan lifted Dylan off his hands and he brought Dylan's back to his chest. The heat of the water falling on Dylan's chest just added to the gentle but powerful sensation Brennan knew he was creating inside of Dylan. With the soap that hadn't washed away with the running water Brennan ran his hand through it and then started pumping on Dylan's cock. Brennan smiled at the inhuman scream that left Dylan when he timed his strokes from the front and behind. He knew Dylan wouldn't last much longer and his control was slipping fast. Then suddenly Dylan was coming and thick, creamy streams of his release were over Brennan's hand and Dylan's chest and the involuntary contractions of Dylan's ass pulled Brennan's release from him too.
They both collapsed on the shower floor. Brennan could no longer hold Dylan upright. Both panting heavily, Brennan leaned his head on Dylan's shoulder while Dylan slightly turned his head and leaned gently against Brennan's head.
"Earth to Brennan, come in!"
"Ohh, sorry Shal I spaced for a minute."
"You've been doing that a lot lately. What's up with you?"
"Nothing."
"You will so have to do better than that."
"Honestly Shal," Brennan grinned, "I have no idea what you mean."
"You've been walking around here like you're on cloud nine."
"Really Shal, have you ever seen me on cloud nine."
"Not until this past couple of weeks. Between you and Jesse, I don't know who's worse."
At the mention of Jesse's name Shalimar watched as Brennan physically and mentally clammed up.
"What the hell happened between you two?"
Shalimar watched as Brennan pretended to study the file of the contact they were going to meet.
"Something has been off between the two of you since the Dennett thing."
Silence met Shalimar's question.
"Oh no, you don't get to ignore me, not this time, talk to me. You skillfully avoid Jesse at all missions and you barely even talk to each other anymore. When was the last time you two even played a pick game together?"
Brennan looked at Shalimar, "You're talking to the wrong person. If you want answers talk to him."
Shalimar was honestly puzzled, this wasn't Brennan's style he usually wanted things handled as quickly as possible he hated tension. The fact that he was causing it was new. Shalimar stopped pushing she had some investigating to do.
An incoming call to the Helix caught their attention. "Alvarez just called; he said the corner of 10th and Main at the Pottery Café."
"Thanks, Lexa, were on our way, Brennan out."
"So you wanna talk about it?"
"What's this, concern, from you Lexa?"
"Let's just say that so far it hasn't affected the team but you are starting to fray at the edges." Lexa looked at him. "When you get like this your focus strays and you become a liability."
"You're serious."
"Jesse if you become a liability, then you put all of us in danger. That is not acceptable. So you either talk it out or deal with it. Whatever 'it' is, so…"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Right."
Lexa tried another tactic. "Brennan seems pretty happy these days." Lexa didn't miss the scowl that flickered across his face. "I wonder what that's about."
"It won't work."
"I believe it just did. So it is about Brennan."
Lexa watched as Jesse turned his back to her.
"Usually when you get like this Brennan is usually around to … give you an opportunity to let off steam."
"Lexa." She heard the warning tone in his voice. Intrigued by the reaction she pushed.
"Brennan has been dropping off the radar lately…" She left the statement open ended. "When he does reappear he is generally more relaxed than usual." There was still no verbal response Jesse. The stiffening of Jesse's shoulders gave him away. "His SIM'S have been off the charts lately. He has been scoring into the high 90's which in it of its self is not unusual but that also relates to his hand to hand SIMS."
At that point the stylus in Jesse's hand crumbled into dust. Lexa walked away having made her point.
The laughter and comfortably that the close knit team had built was crumbling away. At this point Jesse didn't trust himself to be in the same room with Brennan. He just knew he would blow up at him and he knew that he was in the wrong. Jesse didn't want to admit that he was jealous.
Shalimar and Lexa had teamed up and attacked the problem from both ends.
"Hey Jesse, lets go!"
"Where are we going?"
"I just got a tip and I need some back up."
"Alright let's go."
Shalimar and Jesse were in the Helix and had surveillance set up.
"Shal what are we looking for?"
"You'll see."
After twenty minutes their patience was rewarded. A well dressed Brennan pulled up in a convertible; he parked it, looked around and then entered a restaurant. He took a table by the window and sat facing the door. The scene unfolding before him captivated Jesse. He was about to ask Shalimar what the hell was going on when Brennan stood up and greeted a giant of a man and then kissed him hello. Not just any ole kiss he knew that there was tongue in that kiss. It also lasted just a bit too long. Jesse eyes were glued to scene playing out before him. The two sat and the blonde kept Brennan's hand in his own as they both ordered. Brennan must have said something funny because the blond threw his head back in what was probably laughter and Brennan had a familiar smile on his face. Jesse was floored when he realized Brennan used to smile like that at him.
"Enough Shalimar lets go."
Shalimar fired up the Helix and headed for Sanctuary.
Jesse didn't speak to anyone and headed straight for the simulation room.
Shalimar and Lexa just looked at each other and shook their heads.
Jesse was in a world of confusion. What right did he have to be upset? Brennan was an adult; he could do what ever he wanted, and with whoever he wanted too. So why did he want to rip this other guy's throat. Who the hell was he anyway? How could he be good for Brennan? Brennan's track record with romantic liaisons has not been that good. Brennan couldn't be himself around this guy. He was sure Brennan had to hide himself around him. What happened when someone traced this guy back to Brennan then eventually back to the team. Everyone knew that falling in love and being in Mutant X was not a mutually viable plan. It always failed. Didn't Brennan know he was putting himself and the team at risk? Once again denial raced through Jesse.
Jesse abruptly ended the SIM and went to his work station. He pulled down the video surveillance feed from the Helix and got a still of Brennan's 'date', and then he put the still in Sanctuary's database and looked for a match.
Brennan was in the backseat of Dylan's SUV and was riding Dylan's cock for everything he was worth. One hand was on the hand rest on the side of the car door and the other was on the seat's head rest, both of which he was using to lever himself on and off Dylan's cock. Dylan held him around the waist and head thrown back as his hips met Brennan's rhythm. Dylan had his shirt open and his pants around his ankles while Brennan had completely stripped. Brennan leaned forward to kiss Dylan deeply as he slammed down into Dylan's lap.
Frantic to come Brennan increased his pace, leaned back and started pumping his cock in hard brutal strokes. He knew Dylan would leave fingerprints on his waist from how hard he was gripping his waist and the thought pushed Brennan closer to release. Probably sensing Brennan was close Dylan tightened his grip and started thrusting brutally into Brennan's ass. Brennan cried out soundlessly as every thrust hit his prostate causing his body to jerk uncontrollably.
Suddenly white light flashed underneath his eyes and Brennan was coming and floating on the high that only Dylan seemed to create. Dylan continued to thrust desperately into him and then Dylan was coming as well. Brennan gradually came back from that heady place that Dylan always took him to. He lay on the rapidly cooling spunk drying on Dylan's chest and watched with heavy eyes as Dylan came down too.
He loved it when Dylan couldn't wait and took him in the car. One of the reasons Dylan got the windows tinted in his SUV. The first time they had sex in the car they were caught and were let go with a warning. Between the two of them he didn't know who needed each other more. Every time they came together it was explosive and powerful. They both had their secrets and the time they spent together was more intense because of it. They kissed each other gently and longingly before either made an attempt to move. Grabbing the wet naps that they now kept everywhere Brennan wiped Dylan's chest and stomach clean while Dylan cleaned up the sperm dripping from his ass. Usually Dylan did that with his mouth but there just wasn't enough room in the backseat for that. They dispensed with condoms when the tests came back negative. When Dylan was done Brennan sighed as Dylan gently massaged his globes. Brennan sat back into the touch.
"I have to go away in the morning. Will you stay the night?" Dylan asked.
"Let me check my messages." Brennan leaned back and got out his cell phone. No new messages. "Yes I can stay."
"Good."
Brennan leaned forward and put his arms loosely around Dylan shoulders and placed his face in the crook of Dylan's neck. He leaned into Dylan's body heat. Dylan's arms tightened around him and they stayed like that for a very long time.
Brennan walked into Sanctuary a small smile on his face and went straight to the kitchen. Shalimar was eating an apple.
"Good night?"
Brennan grinned, "Great night and an even better morning!" He grabbed some OJ from the fridge.
After that comment Lexa walked into the kitchen. "I see someone had a good time last night. Eh, Sparky."
"And this morning," Shalimar piped in.
Brennan grinned unrepentantly at the two of them and drank from his glass exposing his neck.
Lexa smirked and eyed Brennan's kiss swollen lips and then walked over to Brennan and pulled down the t-shirt collar that barely hid the marks along his neck.
"Hey back off there touchy!" Brennan backed away from Lexa questing hand.
The three of them broke off in giggles until Jesse walked in. The mood shifted just like that. Brennan immediately withdrew. "Call me if there are any developments." Then he left the kitchen without a glance to Jesse.
"That's enough!" Shalimar all but growled. She sat Jesse in a chair.
"Spill." Lexa told him while she blocked the exit and crossed her arms over her chest.
Jesse finally caved. He told them about everything from the first time to the last fight. At the end of story Shalimar hit him over the head. Hard.
"What the hell was that for?"
Shalimar and Lexa tagged teamed him.
"First, you use him." Shalimar started.
"Then you insult him." Lexa chimed in.
"Then you don't admit that you love him." Shalimar took up the beat.
"Then you get jealous when Brennan finally gets someone who actually wants him…" Lexa began.
"And you still won't admit how much you care for him." Shalimar finished for Lexa.
Lexa looked at him. "I understand, Brennan was safe but he is also a person with real feelings even if he doesn't express them often."
"If you haven't learned that who you sleep with doesn't define who you are after all this time there really is no hope for you." Shalimar told him then hit him again.
"OWW! Again."
"Go make this right, Jesse." Shalimar told him and then approached him from the front.
Warily watching Shalimar approach him when he stood up, "You're not gonna hit me again are you?" Shalimar gave him a dark look.
Jesse took a deep breath and hung his head. "OK"
Jesse walked up to Brennan's door and hesitated then took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
The greeting paused on his lips. Brennan was in the middle of changing. It was after he overcame Brennan's nudity Jesse's eyes took in the marks on Brennan's neck and chest, as well as what were possibly fingerprints on Brennan's waist.
"Are you here for a reason or just to stare at me?"
"He hurt you."
"No, you hurt me."
Jesse actually flinched when Brennan said that.
Brennan turned to his dresser and pulled out a clean pair of blue denims and white t-shirt.
"If you're here to level accusations about circumstances you know nothing about then you should leave."
Jesse barely heard the words as he watched Brennan's ass disappear as the jeans slid over his backside. Brennan pulled out a spray bottle and spritzed his hair with water. Jesse shook his head clear and took a deep breath and plunged ahead.
"Look Brennan, I'm sorry. I was a jerk."
Brennan turned around and looked at him.
"I belittled your feelings, conveniently used you, and took advantage of the fact that we were friends."
Brennan nodded. "Okay."
"I was wondering if you could forgive me."
"I had forgiven you a long time ago. I just haven't forgotten."
"Brennan, how can I make this right?"
"I don't know Jesse, I just don't know? But this, this is a start."
"So are we cool."
"No but we're getting there."
Dylan flew to his meeting. He was met with a limo at the landing strip. Arriving at his destination, he walked into the glass and chrome tower. He took his customary seat at the board table.
Dylan only half listened to the ongoing meeting. After 2 hours of dull reports and very poor progress reports Dylan was ready for this meeting to end. Finally the meeting closed and he picked up the reports and was about to step into the elevator when a portly gentleman in a wheelchair approached him and asked him to stay a moment. It was Lexa's handler. In Dylan's opinion he was a self-righteous sometimes asshole, who sometimes had his heart in the right place.
"Dylan."
Dylan's face slipped into a stone mask.
"Did you think we wouldn't find out?"
Dylan didn't dignify the question with an answer.
"You need to end it and you need to end it now."
Steel literally entered Dylan's eyes and the man actually rolled back a step. "If one hair on his head is harmed I will personally see to it that what was started in Slovenia is finished."
The portly man stilled.
"Are. We. Clear?"
When he didn't answer Dylan asked again the cadence to his tone had dropped to an icy whisper.
"Are we clear?"
"Yes. Crystal Clear."
Jesse was recalibrating the Helix's sensors when he got a pop up message. The search he was running had finished and Sanctuary's database had come up with a match. Jesse's started reading the report Sanctuary had generated his head hung as the details got worse and worse and then abruptly ended. He lifted his hand to speak into his comm link, "Shalimar?"
A minute or two passed and Shalimar responded. "Jesse what's up?"
"I think we have a problem."
"Yeah, what else is new?"
"Are you alone?"
"Yeah, Jesse what's this about?"
"It's about Brennan."
Silence.
"Shal? Shal?"
"Yeah Jesse, I'm on my way.
tbc