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“Are you sure this is a good idea, my darling? “ Niran asked his boyfriend softly, looking quite embarrassed. Jean was currently kneeling in front of him, grinning slyly up at him as he leaned against Niran's thigh.
Niran had only been an Overwatch agent for a few weeks, having been recruited as an agent because of his Biolight technology, and he had already found himself in a few… Interesting situations with his boyfriend.
Jean and him had met a few months ago, when Overwatch raided a lab Niran had been experimenting in, having been told, falsely, that it was a Talon laboratory. Niran was quite surprised to see several men and women with guns and handcuffs running inside, knocking things over and ruining several of his experiments.
It took quite a while for Niran to convince them he was, in no way, affiliated with Talon, but when he finally did, several agents were interested in the healing properties of his Biolight- one of them being Jean.
They corresponded regularly after that, talking every day about medical advancements, how Biolight could be implemented in a combat situation, how it could, maybe, save millions.
It came as a surprise when Jean and his friend, Cassidy- the cowboy, Niran remembered him as- showed up at his new lab, offering him a new, stable place to do his experiments, with funding. No more abandoned laboratories and running from the government- just Niran and his experiments in a controlled environment.
And Jean.
Jean was assigned to lead Niran around, acquainting him with everyone around base, show him around, and generally help him settle into his new life at Gibraltar. It only took a week, though, before Jean began to flirt with Niran, not even starting subtly; dropping innuendos, compliments, and propositions into nearly every conversation. Niran was delighted, though he insisted that Jean buy him dinner first if he was to proposition him.
And here they were, their second official week of dating, and Jean had shown himself to be quite the exhibitionist. He had, on a few occasions now, done no not so safe for work things with Niran in the workplace; like the night Niran worked extra late in the laboratory, so Jean had come to “help motivate him to work faster” so they could “get some sleep soon”. There was no sleep had that night.
Niran sucked in a breath as he was brought back from his reminiscing by his boyfriend unzipping his pants and humming. “Jean, “ he mumbled, shifting his hips. “Someone will see us, “ he insisted. “We should at least go to our room. “
“Nonsense, “ he boyfriend said, still grinning like the cat who got the canary. “Who else would come to this specific portion of the laboratory at this time? Everyone's on lunch, “ he reminded. “We have- “ he glanced at a nearby clock, “- half an hour. That's more than enough time. “
Niran raised a brow. “With you? “ He teased, sounding not so sure. “Mister ‘I want foreplay to be three hours long’? “
Jean rolled his eyes. “That was one time, “ he said, pulling the waist of Niran's pants down, exposing his boxers, and his half-hard cock trapped within.
“Yes, my love. It was one time. One of the three we've had sex, “ he reminded, with a brow still raised. Jean just scowled. “You remember we've only been together a few weeks, right? “ Niran asked before Jean could get a word in, chuckling.
“Feels like it's been longer, “ Jean said, wasting no time and pulling down the waist of Niran's boxers now. Niran hissed from the feeling of the cold air hitting his cock, pursing his lips. He didn't stay cold for long, though, as Jean leaned forward and kissed the top of his cock, sending another shiver through Niran's body.
“If you want to do this, you should hurry, “ Niran insisted. Anxiety swelled in his chest at the thought of being caught, and the shame that would come with it. “I'm still new here, if anyone saw us- “ He cut himself off with an involuntary moan, which he quickly tried to stifle, from his boyfriend nearly swallowing him down. Jean looked up at him with half-lidded bedroom eyes, somehow smiling around the cock in his mouth.
Niran's legs shook from the stimulation, and he brought a hand down to thread into his boyfriend's hair. He had slapped a hand over his mouth to keep himself quiet, but he could only stifle his sounds to a degree. If anyone were behind the nearby corner… They'd surely hear.
“Jean, “ Niran moaned behind his hand, shifting his hips involuntarily. He breathed heavily into his hand, squeezing the hand in Jean’s hair as he took down more of Niran's cock. Suddenly, his lover pulled off with a wet ‘pop! ‘ staring up at him and grinning again.
“Move your hand, “ he said, and Niran blinked at him, confused. He let go of the hand in Jean's hair, who giggled lightly. “No, “ he said, leaning against his thigh again. “Your other hand. “
It took Niran a moment to process his request, but when he did, he went completely red. “Jean, no! “ He whispered loudly. “What if someone hears me? Y- you know how vocal- “
“Sounds like a you problem to me, “ Jean shrugged teasingly. “Would be a shame if I had to stop here… leave you worked up like this, have you get back to the rest of your research in the lab like this for the rest of the day… “ Jean hummed, kissing the inside if Niran's thigh. It drove him crazy.
Niran considered his options, before nodding shakily. “O- okay, “ he said softly. “Alright. Fine. You win this one, “ he said, threading his hand back in Jean's hair. He was met with a grin and a lustful look from his lover.
“That's what I like to hear, “ Jean purred, and delved back into his work. Niran couldn't help the moan that was ripped from his throat as Jean immediately deep throated him, humming around Niran's cock, sending vibrations up his spine. “Fuck! “ Niran spat, surprising even himself, as he usually wasn't the swearing type. Jean grinned around his cock and pulled off a bit, bobbing his head more lightly again, like he had been before making his demands.
Niran tightened his grip on Jean's hair, almost ripping it, he gripped it so tightly. As Jean went down again. Niran involuntarily bucked his hips into the wet heat with another very loud moan. He pulled back as soon as he realized what he'd done. “Are you alright, love? “ He asked quickly, pulling out and leaning over to check on him.
Jean was coughing and sputtering a bit, but seemed alright. “I'm fine, “ he said, voice raspy from the cock having been shoved down his throat. “Do that- do that again, “ he requested, now being very red himself.
And Niran got impossibly more flustered. “A- are you sure? “ He asked, sputtering a bit himself now. “You want- “
“Fuck my throat, “ Jean cut him off with his request. “Please, Darling, “ he asked, almost begging.
Niran sputtered for a few more seconds before slowly nodding. “A- alright, “ he said, feeling the fluttering of butterflies in his stomach grow all the more. If anyone came in on them like this, he would never live down the shame.
Jean resumed his place, Niran's cock in his mouth, and he pushed down once more, lips touching the base of Niran's abdomen. Niran moaned loudly and gripped his lover's hair tightly once more, bucking up into Jean's mouth, who, this time, moaned around him in response. It was heavenly for Niran.
And so their pace began, Jean deep throating him as far as he thought he could, and Niran pushing his cock maddeningly deeper down Jean's throat. Niran tried to restrain his moans, but it was difficult with the shameless display in front of him- his lover's eyes half lidded, drooling around the hard cock down his throat, moaning all the while.
Niran thought he looked absolutely perfect like this, absolutely wrecked, being fucked by Niran for the first time. Usually, Jean wanted to top, so seeing him so submissive underneath him… it sent shivers down Niran's spine.
After a few particularly loud moans around his cock, the vibrations filled Niran over the edge. He gripped Jean's hair and held him in place as he spilled down his throat, moaning loudly all the while. He bucked a few more times before letting go of Jean's hair, who pulled off, coughing a bit, but seeming fine otherwise.
Niran slid down the wall he was leaned against, legs feeling like jello now, as Jean leaned over and pulled him in to hold him. “We will be doing that again, “ Jean teased, and Niran chuckled softly. “If you wish, my love, “ he hummed, staying pressed against Jean for a while as he bathed in the afterglow.
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About an hour later, Niran was at his workstation in the lab, continuing an experiment he was conducting on produce grown with Biolight technology. He turned when he heard someone come up next to him.
“Ah, Doctor Zeigler, what a welcome surprise, “ he said, smiling. “Are you here for a status update on the apples I've been growing? “ Niran was confused when Angela snickered a bit.
“Ah… no. I just wanted to make some small talk… “ She said, cracking a grin. “How was your lunch break? “
Niran would never live this down.