Chapter 3 #2
Cullen closed his eyes as he let the hot water run over him, sighing softly before reaching for the soap.
He maneuvered quickly to switch spots with Walker, his hands starting to scrub at his hair.
Walker washed his body quickly, switching again to let Cullen rinse out his hair.
They’d had this routine down for a very long time.
Cullen always found himself smiling when it happened.
He smiled again now when he felt Walker’s hands on his chest, rubbing soap all over his skin. His hands moved lower, washing his stomach and hips, before finally lowering to wrap around his erection. Cullen groaned as Walker leaned forward to kiss at his neck, beginning to stroke him.
"Already?" He murmured, tangling his fingers in Walker’s hair, holding him there. How odd for Walker to want to–or even be able to–go more than once.
"Mm-hm." Walker mumbled, bringing his mouth to Cullen's, biting gently at his lip. The pressure sent that delicious throb through him again. "You're…really hot in the shower." His face went red.
Cullen grinned at his effort and wrapped his arms around his neck, parting his lips for him.
Walker moaned and spun them around, pushing Cullen up against the wall, his hand sliding down to his ass to squeeze it.
Cullen groaned, feeling their erections press together, and then moved down, kissing at Walker’s chest and licking at his stomach.
Walker gasped, his hand fluttering to Cullen's hair, pressing him down. Cullen happily moved lower, grabbing Walker’s cock and running his tongue over the tip. When his hand tightened in his hair, Cullen took him into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down with slow, practiced movements.
Walker groaned, dropping his head back. He leaned one hand against the wall to steady himself as Cullen took him deeper into his mouth, feeling his tip slide down his throat.
He moaned around him and felt Walker shudder.
He moved faster, letting Walker slide in and out of his mouth, swirling his tongue around and around the tip.
Walker inhaled sharply, and then pulled Cullen off of him and up to his feet, kissing him fiercely before spinning him around. He grabbed Cullen’s leg, lifting it to the edge of the tub as he positioned himself at Cullen’s ass.
And then he paused with a low curse and murmured, “Wait one second,” before climbing out of the shower.
Cullen bit back a scoff of annoyance as he waited somewhat awkwardly.
He knew better than to suggest they do it without a condom.
Despite all the years together…despite the fact that neither of them had ever been with anyone else…
Walker was insistent. It had been cute in the beginning. Now it was…not.
But he was back seconds later, his hands moving to Cullen’s hips, and a sheepish smile spreading across his lips.
Cullen said nothing, only braced himself against the wall, groaning as Walker began pressing into him.
A delicate sting began to irritate him, but he ignored it. Or rather, he let it fuel that fire in his belly.
Walker grabbed his hip with one hand, his own hips pressing forward. When his pelvis hit Cullen’s ass, he paused, leaning his head against his shoulder. Cullen squirmed, pushing back onto him.
"Always so impatient." He could hear the smile in Walker’s voice. Without another word, he began thrusting, moving hard and fast, the way he knew Cullen liked it. Cullen let out a grunt of surprise, pressing back to meet him for each thrust. Walker gasped, reaching around to stroke Cullen’s cock, bracing himself against the wall beside Cullen’s head with the other hand.
"Oh gods…" Cullen gasped, resting his head on the wall. "Faster."
Walker sped up with a grunt, slamming into him and stroking him faster.
Cullen groaned and slammed his hand into the wall as the pressure built up in his gut.
Walker moaned, his hands tightening on him.
A little shiver of pleasure shot through him as he bit down on his own lip, his body winding tight before it unraveled again.
“Fuck!" He called as he came, a shudder running through him. Walker’s thrusts got faster, his fingers digging into Cullen's hip.
A loud groan escaped him as he stilled, his hands clenching on him.
They stood there for a moment, both of them gasping, and then Walker pulled out of him slowly, his arms winding around his waist to pull him close.
"Okay." He said breathlessly. "Now we really do need to finish our shower."
Walker had fallen asleep a long time ago, tucked into Cullen’s side, snoring lightly.
Cullen drew slow circles on his side with his fingers, taking comfort in the heat his body gave off.
They stayed together most nights, since their rooms were so close together anyway, often only leaving each other for a few minutes to change clothes before starting their days together. They were nearly inseparable.
Except for missions. When they had to go out in separate groups to hunt this demon or that demon.
Always simple, always quick, the heavenly light that they wielded always subduing the demons until they could drive their rune-covered blades into them and send them back to hell where they belonged.
It was seldom dangerous. Even rarer for it to be deadly.
But it happened. Often unexpectedly, a more powerful demon hiding behind the facade of a weaker one until he caught some of the hunters in some sort of terrible trap and…
Well, he didn’t like to think about it when they were apart. Walker was too kind, too trusting, and it would be too easy for a demon to trick him…
And then, of course, there were the incredibly dangerous, deadly demons like Leviathan. Demons too strong for them to even try to destroy. It made him feel weak. And pathetic. He hated it. Hated that he had to be the goddamn bait in a pointless trap that kept failing…
He touched his swollen lip, remembering Leviathan’s kiss, and shuddered. What the hell would happen if Leviathan took him? Where would he take him? What would he…do to him?
Obviously he wanted…him. Sex, assumingly.
Which was definitely something Cullen wasn’t willing to give up.
Not to him. Even if Walker wasn’t in the picture–who the fuck would want to have sex with a demon?
And what if he wanted to…hurt him? What if he just played with him and then tore him apart piece by piece…
He squeezed his eyes closed against the thought, pushing it from his mind with a few slow breaths.
They would figure this out. They would keep each other safe.
He turned his face towards Walker, pressing his nose into his hair to inhale the familiar scent of him as he closed his eyes. “We’ll figure it out.” He promised him in the silence of the room. “I won’t let him separate us, Walker.”