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“I’d get the ball gag to shut you up if I didn’t think you’d like it too much.” Cody’s voice is strained and Rex can only imagine that his cock must be just as hard and leaking as his own is right now.
“Don’t tease me with a good time, sir.” He laughs, wiggling his nose to test the tightness on the blindfold. He’s unable to dislodge it so he grins in satisfaction and pulls on the rope tying his hands at the head of Cody’s bunk. His arms burn in the most delicious way.
He’s on his hands and knees on Cody’s bunk… well, chest and knees since his arms are extended straight out in front of him, bound together and then bound to the bulkhead. Each movement rubs his hardened nipples against the scratchy blanket.
“You’re a brat, Rex, you know that?”
Cody’s hands are rough, kneading the meat of Rex’s ass, spreading them but not touching where Rex so desperately wishes he would. Not that he’d admit to that.
“Are you just going to stare? I’m starting to fall asleep here.”
Smack
Cody’s bare palm connects with his right ass cheek with enough force to drive Rex forward into his pillow. The stinging sends a shiver of pleasure through his system and his cock throbs painfully.
“Is that any way to speak to your commanding officer?”
“It is if I want him to do anything worthwhi -”
Smack!
“I bet I can make you cum from this alone.” Cody’s voice is low and dark and despite knowing that he’s somewhere behind him, Rex feels the words as if they’re spoken directly in his ear.
“Don’t flatter yourself.” He snarks even though he’s not entirely sure that Cody isn’t right.
Smack!
“I know how much you want me.” Now Cody’s lips really are next to his ear, hand rubbing the now sore skin with a gentleness that’s in direct opposition to the harshness of the slaps.
The dueling sensations have Rex’s mind reeling and he can feel his lips forming the words to beg Cody to fuck him, but he refuses to let them out.
“Of course I want you. Do you think I let anyone tie me up like this?” He growls instead.
“I don’t know… I could think of a few people you might want here.” Cody’s hand slips inward, fingers trailing over his slicked rim. Cody had prepped him what feels like hours ago and has been making him wait.
“Cody…” Rex warns yet tries to push back into the touch anyway. His arms burn but he’s desperate to feel some relief.
“Should I see if Wooley is around? I’ve seen the way you look at him lately.” Amusement laces the words.
Rex huffs and buries his face in the pillow to hide the redness on his cheeks. The eager trooper had been so excited to tell Rex and Cody that he was going to train as a medic. The happiness lit up his handsome face and Rex had been caught off guard by the sharp stab of attraction.
“I think you’re the one who wants to invite Wooley to bed.” Rex manages to say. “You’d look amazing together.”
“I’d be more than willing to entertain that for you.” Cody says salaciously and brushes the pad of his finger back and forth.
“Yeah, ‘for me’.” Rex chuckles.
“Perhaps another Commander?” He goes back to his original line of thought as he slips one digit in.
“No.” He groans but plunged in darkness like he is, he can’t stop the images from appearing before his eyes. Things they’ve both done and only teased at before.
“Maybe an ARC…” Cody sinks his finger deeper. “Or two .”
A second finger joins the first and Rex moans wantonly. Whenever Cody teases him about ARCs he always brings up two… two ARCs in their new kamas… two remaining of five… two men eager to prove their worth.
“No, Cody.” He denies anyway because this is the game. They’ve had others join them before, but right now he wants Cody to stop teasing.
“No ARCs then?” Cody hums thoughtfully and slips a third finger in. “How about an Alpha?”
Rex moans loudly and yanks on his restraints, his biceps trembling with the effort. His cock twitches sharply, slapping up against his stomach and he can feel the moisture leaking from the tip. He rocks forward, dragging his nipples across the blanket that for once he’s glad is rough, then he presses back, impaling himself on Cody’s fingers.
“So eager, Rex. Tell me what you want.”
“You,” he pants. “Just you, Cody. Please.”
That one word is all it took and Rex knows it. Cody pulls away with a quickness that almost makes Rex sob in anguish at being left empty, but then just as quickly the fingers are replaced with the smooth skin of the tip of Cody’s cock - a contrast to the calloused digits.
Trembling hands grip his hips as he’s filled and Rex knows that neither of them will last long. He presses back with each forward thrust and revels in the sounds Cody’s making. All teasing and snarky words are gone, replaced with moans, gasps and whispers of Rex’s name that seem to burrow into his heart and make it swell with love to match the desire he’d already been drowning in.
“Cody, close, Cody, Cody…” the name becomes a chant and the man doesn’t disappoint.
Cody angles his hips, snapping them hard and fast and sends Rex careening off the edge of oblivion. His cock pulses its release onto the blanket, a few drops managing to reach high enough to lubricate the glide of his nipples across the fabric.
Moments later, Cody roars as he finishes, filling Rex hard and deep. He drapes himself across Rex’s back, still gasping for breath and shaking from his orgasm and Rex’s legs give out, flattening him on the bunk with a groan.
Cody’s lips lavish Rex’s earlobe and cheek with a gentleness that makes him smirk.
“I know how much you want me.” He echoes Cody’s words.
“Yeah yeah, be nice or I’ll leave you tied up.”