Patreon Compilation – Fic#270 – Dolph/Alex – Lazerhawk – Hurt/comfort; little bit Dom/sub – First Meeting (Patreon)

Dolph/Alex – How their meeting behind the bar probably went afterwards...

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The kid stumbles, barely able to keep himself on his unsteady legs. Alex catches him, careful of the gun he’s got for an arm.

“Easy now. That won’t do at all. Can’t be hurting that pretty face, now, can we?”

There’s anger radiating off of the kid in spades. Alex instantly wonders what his story is – and Alex is obviously only curious if he doesn’t know something.

He tucks him closer against his body, hand still nice and secure around the… well wrist? Let’s call it wrist. Just to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.

“You look like death on legs, kid. Take a deep breath. Can you stand?”

He waits a few seconds but he can feel the tremors going through his body.

“Tell you what. I’m done here in like… ten minutes. My flat is close by.”

There’s a soft humming sound. Alex glances to the weapon on the metallic arm and sees it rectracting in favor of a hand.

“Well isn’t that a nifty little party trick! Here. Just sit on the ground and lean on my legs for a bit. Catch your breath.”

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The kid says that his name is Dolph, but he doesn’t really say anything else.

Alex gets the feeling that it’ll be real tough to get underneath that hard shell of his… but he doesn’t mind. He’s got all the time in the world.

He certainly didn’t think that the two of them would end up in bed some three hours after meeting.

Dolph is absolutely gorgeous beneath him. He’s glistening with sweat and keeps shivering every now and then after Alex pushed into his body. He’s so damn tight, he’d swear that the kid’s still a virgin if he weren’t taking it like a pro.

He has his back curved in the most delectable little arch, that tight ass snuggled right into Alex’ hips. He’s born to take cock… despite something having tried really hard to make him into some sort of cyborg killer machine.

Between his scars, his dark skin is soft like velvet. Alex can’t get enough of touching him. Of hearing him breathe. He’s not making much sound but he’s softly panting, face turned into the bed so Alex can only see his real eye; scrunched shut, brow furrowed like he’s worrying about something even now.

Even speared on cock.

“Damn… you take it so well-” Alex whispers. He leans down, easily blanketing the sinewy body of Dolph, nosing his long black hair from his ear so he can whisper right against it.

Dolph still smells of the dirt of the street. Alex had offered him to take a shower but the kid had rather jumped him; offering himself up like the tastiest little banquet Alex had ever had.

Despite Dolph’s looks, his insides are all hot and all human. He is clenched around Alex’ cock like a vice and trying to milk him for what he’s worth.

He has to slow down his thrusts to a crawl, fingers curling into the bedding next to Dolph’s clutching hands.

“Easy now…” he croons right into his ear. “If you keep this up, I won’t be able to last long…”

Dolph gasps like he’s breaking through a surface of water. His body twists somewhat, arms curling around Alex’ forearm, mouth pressing against his skin.

“No… no, keep going,” Dolph mumbles indistinctly against his skin. “Keep going… and going…”

Alex’ bushy brows rise. He had not expected this kind of… outburst from the kid. He leans down again, dragging his lips against Dolph’s sharp jawline. They haven’t kissed yet. But Alex really, really wants to. The way Dolph acts, he thinks he might just go really needy and whiny from getting kissed.

Alex wants to see that.

“Shh… sshhh I can go as long as you need me to,” he promises in a low voice. He’s actually not at all confident that he will; not with the hot grip around his dick, but Dolph makes him want to promise it all the same. It’s not been four hours and Alex can feel him worm his way beneath his skin.

He knows little to nothing about the kid.

His name, yes. And that he’s completely touch starved.

Alex pushes himself up again. He stares at Dolph’s face, half hidden against his forearm as he slowly starts moving once more; pumping into his body in slow-motion.

Dolph got long legs which he opens as wide as he can, apparently desperate to feel Alex even deeper. Have more of him. He’s making more sounds now. He’s whining intermittently, restless as he looks for a position that he likes.

Alex just watches him struggle, interested to see where this is going.

Eventually Dolph manages to get up onto his knees and elbows, pressing his back up against Alex’ front. Not to feel him deeper, necessarily… just to feel him. To have as much skin contact as possible.

Alex can’t help but admire the kid somewhat. He seems so out of it, so weak from whatever ordeal he went through – but there is steel in his spine. Probably quite literally.

He turns his head, watching Alex from the very corner of one glistening eye.

“More,” he orders breathlessly.

Alex grins crooked, half hidden in the whiskers of his beard. “Bossy,” he counters in a low rumble. He lowers himself down somewhat, letting Dolph feel his skin and weight, chin hooking over the kid’s shoulder as he curls his hips, picking up his thrusts somewhat.

He can’t really fuck like this, but he can… well… he can make love like this. Nice and slow and deep. He’s a sap, despite his intimidating statue.

And Dolph takes it so fucking well. Now that the dam has broken, he keeps whining through his clenched teeth, letting himself get rocked by Alex’ humping thrusts and focusing on trying to stay on all fours.

It doesn’t last for too long of course. He is too exhausted for any big feats of strength, and Alex makes it only worse by making him carry some of his weight. The sound he makes when his arms slide out from underneath him and he loses some of that connection is… kind of heartbreaking, really.

Alex’ face twists. He pauses his movements once again to brush the long, dirty hair out of Dolph’s face. He is struck by just how beautiful the young man is. Dropped into his lap just like that…

“SShhh… no worries, alright? Alex got you. Just… let’s try this, okay? Come on, stretch your legs out again. I’ve got what you need.”

Alex has to pull out to help him which does not sit well with Dolph. It all takes just that much longer because he starts to fight against it, trying to grab for Alex’ dick. That’s all nice and well as long as he doesn’t try it with that mechanical hand of his which really makes Alex start sweating.

“Wow… fuck… yeah… just stay still for a second- yeah here we go.” Alex has to wrestle Dolph down, pressing into him with the weight of his body. His cock is slotted between the young man’s cheeks, sticky and hot and really wanting to be inside him instead.

Dolph calms down once he feels Alex at his back again. He all but melts into the mattress, his muscles going nice and loose, the frantic energy about him simmering down into a warm prickling lethargy.

“Yeah that’s it. That’s what I wanted-” Alex has to fumble to get his cock where it needs to go, but Dolph’s pussy has been fucked nice and loose and sucks him right back in once his dick comes nosing up to that creamy little slit.

He’s going cross-eyed feeling himself sliding back into that gripping heat without a hitch. They both groan like they’re in pain; deep and drawn-out. Dolph sounds a bit breathless as well what with Alex’ weight pressing down on him. Crushing him into the bed with nowhere else to go but lie there and take it.

Quite honestly, the kid looks like he’s in heaven, though. What little Alex can see of his face looks blitzed out, eye rolling up into his skull, his mouth open and panting and drooling into Alex’ sheets.

Alex isn’t doing much; just awkwardly rocking his hips, grinding a couple of inches of cock along Dolph’s clutching, silky insides. It seems to be more than enough for the kid. It sure as fuck is enough for Alex.

He hadn’t even realized how out of breath he had become; how his skin is slick with sweat as he fought to get this wild young man under control.

He can’t remember the last time he’s been this excited. He needs to keep Dolph in his life, at whatever cost. He needs to find out more about him.

He can’t say who comes first. He’s not even sure that the kid came at all. It’s just that while whitenoise fills his ears and his muscles start locking up with a hot, perfect orgasm, he can hear Dolph do something that’s almost a growl, his hole clenching around Alex tight enough to make him wonder if he wants to strangle his goddamn dick off.

Yeah. Yeah, he absolutely needs this again. Needs Dolph again.