Baby's first fanfic...

[sneakysilver]

Orginally posted on mgs_slash, 2-20-2008.

Title: Unfulfilled

Pairing: Snake/Otacon

Rating: NC-17 for the hot sexings!

Theme: Revenge

Word Count: 2,784

Warnings: Dub-con. Bukkake. A hint of bondage. Writer’s first fanfic. Snuke.

Notes: Remember kids, revenge is a vicious cycle.

Summery: Snake comes home from a mission to find their apartment trashed and Otacon missing.

Otacon nervously drummed his fingers on the sideof his keyboard. The mission wasn’t going well. It was not a failure… but is sure as hell wasn’t turning out to be a success either. The hacker leaned back in his chair with a sigh.

Snake had reported minimal patrols at the facility. Hal took it has blessing at first. Snake reminded him it could only mean two things. 1) It was a trap. 2) Nothing was there.

The second option was becoming all too likely.

Ever since the Tanker incident, Hal obsessively checked and rechecked every scrap of data, every lead; covered all his tracks, planted false leads to throw them off. How could he have slipped up now?

He moved the cursor over the peaks and valleys of Snake’s steady vital readout. Snake’s heart rate jumped suddenly. Otacon’s followed suit with a startled jump.

“Snake?!”

Hal was greeted with a long silence. He found he had leaned to within inches of his computer screen.

“Otacon.”

Hal released a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. Snake’s voice sounded tense but collected.

“Snake… What happened? Your vitals—“

“I’m fine,” Snake growled out grudgingly,irritable.

Hal let out a sigh. He removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Snake’s voice again, “There is nothing here.”

“What?”

“Nothing, Otacon.” Snake’s voice was firm and professional, “They’ve cleared everything out.”

Hal groaned. He collected himself and inquired further. It wasn’t good news. A deep frown grew on his lips. His arms crossed as he kicked his desk in frustration, “Dammit.”A bad habit he picked up from Dave.

Dave, he thought, he’s more frustrated than I am. Snake had slipped in and out easily. All that work only to yield fruitless results. In some ways, this was worse than a failed mission.

It would leave Dave irritated and unfulfilled.

Unfulfilled.

A smile began to play on Hal’s lips.

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Pointless. A fucking pointless mission!

He had kicked over a filing cabinet in frustration when Otacon’s worried voice came over the codec.

He searched for another hour before heading home.

Not a damn thing.

It took two hours before he reached their current hideout. It was an old brick warehouse, a relic from the 30s.They were the only tenants. Snake exercised his practiced caution when he returned. He scanned the ground floor for any signs of disturbance before entering the lift to the second floor.

The old lift growled with its age as it dutifully raised its occupant.

Home. Dave closed his eyes and smiled.His mind drifted to the events of a few days ago. He had gotten Hal good. He managed to pick up on his friend’s darker fantasies and thoroughly indulged him. Snake let out a pleased chuckle; it felt damn good to be able to please him like that. Hal made such delicious sounds when they made love. He smiled, I should do that a—

Something wasn’t right.

Snake drew his gun just as the lift halted. The room was dark but he could see the apartment was trashed. Hal.He took slow and guarded steps from the lift. If he’s been hurt—

A sound from the bedroom. Hal! Snake advanced swiftly yet cautiously with his gun at the ready.

It was the sound of rushing air then a sharp prick in his neck. What-? He staged forward with the realization. A tranq round buried in his neck. “Bastard.”He raised his gun lazily as he turned, his body refused to work. He could barely make out the form behind him then darkness.

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Snake’s eyes opened into blackness. He grunted when he realized his own bandanna had been pulled down over his eyes.Nice touch, asshole. He’d been stripped. He could feel his sneaking suit gathered around his knees. Great.

Snake tried to move. He felt sturdy cuffs clamped about his wrists. His hands were behind his back. Between his back and the cuffs was a brick pillar.

As Snake’s senses began to return, he realized he hadn’t been moved far. He was still inside the apartment.

White noise greeted his ears. The radio was setto static and turned to high volume. It made it nearly impossible forhim to get a fix on his attacker. Hal’s attacker… He must stillbe here.

Hal. Whoever did this... they aregoing to pay.

He attempted to raise him via codec.

“Otacon.”

C’mon, Hal. Tell me you’re okay. I am not losing you too.

He waited with bated breath at the painful codec silence that followed.

The silence broke. “D… Dave?” His heart jumped at his name.

Jesus, Hal, don’tscare me like that. His head thumped the pillar behind him. “I’vebeen captured. Where are you?” he switched into soldier mode.

Before he could receive an answer he felt aknife come to his throat. Fuck. He swallowed once. He felt a gloved hand trace down his chest.

The legendary soldier fought back a flush. No.No. No. This was not happening. He was not going to…

That gloved hand moved lower. It traced over his flaccid penis before taking it into hand.

Hot breath fell on the back of his ear, “I’m right here, David.”

An icy chill ran down Snake’s spine. His face grew hot with a sudden deep flush. His brain struggled to comprehend what was happening. Impossible. The hand on his shaft squeezed. Dave breathed out a barely audible sound, “Hal?”

The knife at his throat turned with the flat ofthe blade rested coolly on his flesh. A warm exhale of breath greeted Snake’s ear again, “Yes, David.”

Snake’s mouth hung agape. The soldier in him melted. His mind was unable to put together a coherent thought. All he knew it was Hal touching him. Hal with the knife. Hal who cuffed him. It was insane!

The knife turned to trace over his Adam’s apple, then further up, under his chin. That knife pressed, urging him to tilt his head back and bare his throat properly. He became aware of that hand again. It leisurely stroked. Teased. The gloveswere infuriating. He wanted to feel the warm hand it concealed.

Hal noticed the rise of Dave’s hips into his hand and smiled. He was on the right track after all. He knew him better than anyone but that never stops that tinge of doubt at trying something new and untested. Hal leaned in to bite at his partner’s bared neck. He suckled on that bruise left by the tranq round.

Dave let out a throaty groan. To be put into such a position, blind, naked, vulnerable…it was driving him wild.And the fact Hal was the one doing it… nothing could describe how turned on that was making him. His lips parted, “Hal…”

He gave a weak whimper when that physical contact halted. That radio static was still loud in the background;he had trouble getting a fix on his partner’s movements. His head turned in the direction he thought he heard him move.

That knife pressed against his neck again. It came from the opposite side he expected it. By the angle of the blade, Snake reasoned that Hal was on his right and in front of him.The warm breath he felt on his right cheek seconds later only confirmed this fact. Lips found his own soon after.

The kiss was slow and teasing. Hal’s tongue flicked into the other man’s mouth, daring him to press back. Every time Snake tried to be more forceful in the kiss that knife pressed harder. God… Hal…! You’re driving me insane!

“And you love it,” Hal replied, as if he heard Dave’s very thoughts.

He opened his mouth to reply, only to have it caught up in a sudden forceful kiss. More forceful that he though this partner was capable of. Not that he really minded. It felt good to relinquish control. Really good.

He felt a glove fall onto his chest.

Yes.

A finger lovingly traced over the contours ofhis erection. This brought his hips to rise into the touch, accented by a needful groan. To his dismay the finger lowered away from his shaft… Under his balls…

The knife lowered from his neck to be replaced by the eager attentions of Hal’s mouth. Meanwhile, Hal’s hands moved away from Snake. He could feel Hal smiling on his neck.

What was he planning? He wasn’t sure if he could take any more surprises from his friend tonight.

Those hands returned, fingers slick with lube as they found their way to his entrance. Ah. He almost felt disappointed; he thought he had something more devious in mind than that. Mmm, but this is good too.

Snake drew in a sharp breath when he felt something smooth push its way past resistance. It wasn’t Hal’s cock. This… this was faintly egg shaped. He wasn’t going to—

A choked moan escaped him as he tossed his head back at this sudden vibration inside him. His head hit the brick pillar hard but he didn’t seem to notice. Hal’s mouth moved past his partner’s cheek. His mouth just millimeters away from Snake’s ear as he whispered, “You didn’t think I was letting you off that easy, did you?”

Snake let a low chuckle leave him; “Maybe…”he turned his head in hopes of catching his partner’s lips again.That vibration was infuriatingly teasing at his prostrate. He’s so close, if I can just convince him to-- to-- “Hal..?”

Hal had moved again. That knife returned to his neck where it traced up to his chin to draw his head up. He felt something hot and thick brush his lips. It smelled like Hal. Snake allowed himself a shadow of a smile.

“Snake, get to work.” Hal was using his code name to reinforce the fantasy. As he did the knife kept careful pressure of encouragement on his partner’s neck. He could never bring himself to use a real blade on Dave; what he used instead was one of those dull replicas. A display tantō, he'd picked up at some anime convention years ago. Dave had just rolled his eyes when he’d first seen it– the soldier never understood what the purpose of that dull weapon. He even offered to sharpen it once. These thoughts made Hal smile inwardly. He’d never get to do this if itwas real. Dave probably realized the dullness of the blade by now.

The dullness or sharpness of the blade isn’t what mattered to Dave. It was the fact he could feel the cold metal, that he could feel the pressure on his jugular. He parted his lips and drew Hal into his mouth. They both ignored the wet slurping sounds that soon followed.

Hal shuddered and leaned his free hand against the pillar to steady him. Oh, God, Dave… you’re really enjoying this, aren’t you? If the force of that suction was any indication as he paired them with the wild movements of his tongue,he was right. Hal could feel Dave shudder and moan against his cock.Those vibrations where keeping him right on the edge. His cock stood proud and needful between his legs.

Nothing was sweeter to Dave than hearing Hal squeal and moan in pleasure. It made him feel… important. More than a weapon. More than a soldier. He strained against those cuffs; he wanted to do more for his lover. He wanted to wrap his arms around the other man’s hips to hold him in place while he worked. Instead that metallic pressure at his throat reminded him to let Hal thrust into his mouth.

Hal was going to climax soon. His head rolled back in a deep moan. He paused his movements and drew himself back half way. By the muffled whine that came from Snake, he wanted him to finish. Hal smiled, this was working out better than he hoped. His free hand traced over partner’s cheek then up to tug the bandanna back to its rightful place. His hand drifted up to run his fingers through the other man’s hair. “Look at me,” Hal’s gentle voice came.

Snake’s eyes opened and met his. The look on his face ran a shiver through Hal and somehow gave him the strength for what he did next.

He thrust himself into the other man’s mouthat a fevered pace. His hand gripped his hair tightly and pulled back.Snake’s eyes closed as he received the load over his face. Hal tossed the blade aside so he could stroke out the last of his orgasm.He could tell this served to excite his lover further despite howmuch as he played up his distaste to keep his fantasy real.

Hal lowered himself to his knees next to his bound Snake. Hal was still clothed, Snake now noted. Snake let his tongue leave his mouth to draw in some of that salty substance left on his face. His head lolled back against the pillar as he let his hips rise to remind his lover of his… problem. Hal grinned at him and asked playfully, “Need some help with that?”

Snake grunted, “…Hal…”

Hal grinned wider. He leaned in closer to draw his tongue over the now slick contours of his partner’s blush-warmed cheek.

“Hal,” Snake grumbled out more needful.

Hal continued to playfully lick away the mess he left. He shot Snake a mischievous look, “I got some on your chest.”

“Hal!” Snake growled with a hint of annoyance now.

Hal’s head lowered to his partner’s chest.At first, he was licking up that mess he left behind. He soon allowed himself to become distracted by Snake’s hardened nipples. He captured one between his teeth.

“Nngh… Hal!”

He looked up to meet his gaze. “Yes?”

Snake gave him a pleading look and bucked his hips.

Hal grinned again, “You want something?”

Snake groaned in frustration, “Hal!Please. I want y—“

He couldn’t even finish his request before lips closed around his shaft. Fingers went to explore his entrance.The fingers soon found that vibrator, which was still in place. Snake let out a choked cry when those fingers thrust the toy into his prostrate. Hal kept that toy rocking into his partner’s sweet spot while his tongue and mouth worked lovingly on his shaft.

Snake had been kept on the edge and teased for so long, it didn’t take much time for his to climax once Halstarted.

“God… Hal!” Snake manage to breathe out before another choked cry of pleasure left him. That flush returned with a vengeance. Snake’s hips rose to meet the attentions of that eager mouth. That toy was being thrust firmly into its target.

Snake came. His head bashed back against the pillar behind him. His arms flexed and pulled on those cuffs. He wasn’t aware of the sort of sound he was making but he knew it came from deep in his chest like a howl.

Then silence.

Hal broke it first, “I think I got some on you again.”

Snake took a moment to process that. He glanced down to find his seed splashed over his abs. “Heh… You did.”

“I should clean it up.”

Snake groaned instantly in reply, “I can’t…”

Hal laughed softly, “With a towel.”

“Oh.”

“You look good like that.” He teased his exhausted friend, “Maybe I should leave you like that until morning.”

“Hal.”Snake shot his friend a dangerous look.

It didn’ttake long to clean things up and release Dave. He didn’t trash theapartment as much as it appeared. It’s amazing what a few overturned chairs and a box of printer paper can do to one’s perception. Hal clicked off the radio static. Dave let out a sigh of relief to get to hear his surroundings again. He jokingly insisted that Hal walk in front of him on the way to the bedroom.

Dave collapsed into the pillow, then, still facedown, he spoke. “What brought that on?”

Hal snuggled in close. “Remember what you did a few nights ago?”

“Revenge,huh?”

Hal nodded smugly, “Yup.” He leaned in to nip his partner’s neck. “How’dI do?”

Dave groanedinto his pillow while blindly reaching his hand out to lightly smack the side of the scientist’s head.

This just caused Hal to snicker.

Dave didreply after a long silence, “Your mission was a success.”

Hal grinned and started to sing softly, “This was a triumph. I’m making a note here, huge suc—“

Dave rolled over and cupped his hand over his friend’s mouth before he could continue. “Hal. Shut up and let me sleep before I find the strength to get my revenge.”

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Special thanks and dedication to Delcat for Beta’ing and general inspiration. Love you.