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Proton bit Archer’s lip, the older man pulling away after being met with a metallic taste in his mouth. Archer brought his fingers up to his lip to feel the wound and Proton looked at him worriedly, his heart skipping a beat.
“Arch-”
Proton was cut off by Archer kissing him again, pining his hands above his head against the wall behind him.
“You don’t do that with me” Archer breathed against his lips.
Proton nodded.
Proton looked up to Archer as a mentor, someone he could trust and rely on. Over time his feelings have turned into something more than admiration, obsession. He was desperate to show Archer how well he could be. He craved his praise. He was afraid of making any mistakes. Proton needed Archer and here he was, being pinned up against the wall by the interim boss of Team Rocket, his boss.
Archer didn’t want to believe the news when he found out that the boss, Giovanni, had disbanded Team Rocket. It was too much for him to bear. How could the one man who meant everything to him, the strongest man in the world, the one that took over the underworld of Kanto, leave just like that, like it was nothing, like he was nothing. Archer would’ve done anything for the boss, anything at all. He was like a loyal Growlithe, always by his side. It was okay though; Archer would rebuild Team Rocket to its former glory so that the boss would come back and everything would be ok again. Giovanni would shower him with praise and love, and it would go back to the way things were again, how they always should’ve been.
Clothes started finding their way on the floor. Kisses started getting more desperate. Heavy breathing filled the air of the office. Proton broke the kiss first, whining at Archer.
“Need…more, please” he breathed into his mouth.
Archer pulled Proton back by his hair and started kissing his mouth.
“Show me how good you can be for me Proton”
Archer sat down in his office chair, and the green haired man slowly sank down to his knees and took his position.
Archer always loved him like this. It gave him fond memories of him and the boss. The way he used to sink in front of him and take all that he could. He loved pleasing the boss, everything he did was for him. He never talked out of line, never back chatted, he did everything he was told. He was a good boy. The boss was the only one who got to see this side of Archer. Outside of the closed doors, he was known as quite a hardass and tough to deal with. He was overbearing and difficult to work with, a perfectionist through and through just another way of showing his loyalty.
Proton took slow tentative licks of the older man's tip, which caused Archer to breathe in suddenly. He deliberately flicked the ball of his tongue piercing over the tip and slowly started sucking. Archer put his hand behind Proton’s head. Knowing what his boss wanted, he slowly started taking more into his mouth until he started to gag.
“Fuck Proton, you’re so good”
Proton’s dick twitched in his pants.
Growing up without a dad didn’t really affect Proton, at least that’s what he thought. If he never had one, how was he supposed to know what it was like. He grew up with a drug addicted mother and grandmother who resented Proton for how her daughter turned out. This negative attention caused him to act out in school.
“Why can’t you just act right Lance?! Haven’t we done enough for you” Proton groaned on the floor, rubbing his cheek from where his grandmother had hit him.
This was a common occurrence in the household.
Archer grew up with a loving mother and father in high class society. Being the only child, he was showered with love and attention and anything else he could possibly desire. His father owning a well-known company in Kanto, Archer was set to follow in his father’s footsteps and take over the family company. That was until they were paid a visit by none other than Giovanni, asking to aid him in his endeavours. Archer was captivated with the older man and decided then and there to join him and his team.
Proton grabbed onto Archer’s thighs as the older man guided him further onto his cock.
“Such a pretty little thing” Archer coo’s, groaning once Proton reaches the base.
Holding him there, Proton digs his nails into Archer. He releases the younger man, and he quickly sets a pace. Archer’s hands find his way into green hair as he moans into the quite office. Proton pops Archer’s dick out of his mouth and begins to pump it with his hand.
“Fuck, I’m close”
The younger man begins kissing up his length and takes the tip into his mouth once again, suckling and running the ball of his piercing as he goes.
“Cum-ing” Archer whimpers as he cums into Proton’s mouth.
Proton groans as he slowly comes off his cock and opens his mouth, making eye contact with Archer before swallowing and opening again to show it all gone.
Although never really with it, ever, the one thing Proton’s mother told him was to never join Team Rocket.
“Lance, you listen to me. Never, ever join Team Rocket”
Proton was already a delinquent as this stage, expelled from school, stealing to make ends meet, beating people up. Team Rocket recruiters were coming up to him every other week, but Proton kept his promise to his mother until he came home one day to find her overdosed on the lounge. Prepared for this very day ever since he was 8, Proton gathered what little belongings he had, called for an ambulance, hugged his mother, walked out of the dingy house and right into the local Team Rocket run business and joined.
Proton stood up from his kneeling position and slowly unzipped his tracksuit and peeled it off, stepping out of it and kicking it to the side. Archer checks out the younger man’s body, covered in self-harm, both old and recent. He absentmindedly runs his thumb over the raised scars and fresh cuts on his wrist as he pulls him towards him. Archer slowly begins to pump Protons cock causing him to breath in sharply.
“Thank you” he breaths out.
Slowly Archer made his way through the ranks of Team Rocket after starting as a lowly grunt. It was difficult for him, a completely different world to what he was used to. A different skill set needed, but he was determined to be deemed worthy of working beside him. Hard work and determination got Archer through the difficult times until he was finally right where he wanted to be, Team Rocket Admin, listening only to Giovanni himself. The satisfying feeling he felt as he put on his new uniform was something he could never replicate. Never would he have worked this hard if he was just given the family company. No, this was all Archer, nothing could take this away from him.
Proton bent himself over Archer’s desk as he got the lube out from the bottom drawer. The blue haired man poured some lube over his fingers and traced the outline of Proton’s hole. Proton jolted from the sudden coldness. Archer slowly pushed his finger inside, making the man below him groan. He starts trusting his finger before adding another one.
“Fuck Archer” Proton calls out.
Archer runs his other hand down his back as he continues to trust his fingers inside, making sure to brush agaisnt his prostate.
Being a delinquent really helped Proton make his way through the ranks of Team Rocket. The intimidation, blackmail, lies, everything came naturally to him, the only thing he had to learn was how to battle with pokemon rather than his fists, although both came in handy. He never really got along with the other grunts, not really having any friends ever, he didn’t really know how. Proton caught the eye of Giovanni when he killed the marowak in Lavender Town. That’s also how he gained the reputation of being the strongest and cruellest member in Team Rocket. Although being promoted to Admin, Giovanni disbanded Team Rocket very quickly after, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.
When Giovanni disbanded Team Rocket, Archer very quickly contacted the three other admins, Ariana, Petrel and Proton and with their helped, continued Team Rocket’s operation in secret. Proton very quickly became attached to Archer. Archer thought it was purely a physical attraction and began to humour the newest admin, missing human touch after Giovanni left. He noticed the other man’s work ethic improved drastically with this addition and kept going. Archer started to see himself in Proton.
“Mmm I think you’re ready cub” Archer pulls his fingers out, causing Proton to whine.
“Need you so much” Proton stands up and turns around the face Archer who is back sitting in his chair, pulling his dick out of his pants.
The green haired man straddles Archer, wrapping his arms around his neck. Archer lines his tip up with Proton’s entrance. The younger man slowly sinks himself down.
“Ahh fuck, Archer” Proton groans out as he bottoms out.
Archer’s first time with Giovanni was one late night in his office after a post work drink. He fondly remembers being railed into the couch, whimpering and begging for more. Surprisingly it was his first time, yet he wouldn’t have it any other way. Their relationship turned into companionship, not really having an official title, Archer knew Giovanni didn’t believe in titles after the end of his marriage. Archer knew who he belonged to, and Giovanni enjoyed his time with him.
Proton starts a steady pace, fucking himself on Archer’s cock. Archer starts to kiss the younger mans collar bone, suckling, knowing it’ll drive Proton wild.
“Yes, please, Archer, again” he babbles as he continues his pace.
“Doing such a good job fucking yourself on my cock” Archer praises, biting down on Proton’s neck. He reaches down and starts pumping the green haired man’s dick causing him to groan.
“Arch-just like that, please”
Archer flicks the piercing on the tip of Proton’s cock and spreads the precum over his tip.
“I’m s-so close, can I-I cum? Please Archer can I cum?” Proton pleads and hiccups.
Archer buries his head into the crook of his neck. He can feel the build-up of his own orgasam coming quickly.
“Cum with me, baby”
Archer begins to whimper as he cums deep into Proton. The sensation of being filled makes Proton moan, cumming onto their stomachs as Archer pumps his dick through his orgasam. Panting, Archer pulls his head out from Proton’s neck and rests his forehead against his.
“You did so well for me” Archer praises.
Proton kisses him passionately.
Pulling out, Proton hops off Archer and stands up. Archer reaches down to the bottom drawer and pulls out wet wipes and wipes both of their stomachs. The younger man pulls his uniform back on. Archer clears his throat.
“Get some sleep Proton, it’s late, we have that meeting in the morning”
Proton nods.
“Yes sir”
Despite being misfits in their own right, the members of Team Rocket were able to find companionship within each other, even if their relationships were anything but normal, they are there for each other in any capacity. Although looking for different things in their encounters, they were more than happy with the company. Too scared to say what they really wanted.