Dannys hands slid down to the top of Franks jeans, tucking his fingers underneath. Danny tugged them back slightly, Frank squirming from the even more tight pressure against his dick.
“So who made you the leader of your little group?” Danny asked, his voice low behind Frank.
Frank relaxed his jaw, not realizing he had it clenched caused from the pressure against his crotch by his jeans.
“That’s how it’s always been…before we were taken.” Frank said before drawing in a sharp breath from Danny tugging back on his jeans again. Dannys fingers remained tucked behind Franks jeans as he spoke.
“Taken? You make it sound like a bad thing.” Danny said, shaking his head.
Frank scrunched his nose, turning his head to the side to eye Danny.
“Man, you’re telling me you don’t see it that way?” Frank asked, surprised.
There was a long moment of silence with Danny meeting Franks gaze, Dannys exspression flat. Danny then raised his eyebrows while lowering his stare to Franks lower back and bringing his hands to the front of Franks jeans.
“Well that explains a lot.” Danny snickered as he began to unbutton and unzip the front of Franks jeans, Frank lowering his gaze to Dannys hands.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Frank asked, him gasping as Danny yanked his jeans down in one swoop.
Danny laughed within his throat, amused by Franks easily triggered emotion. Danny took a hold of Franks waist turning him around to face him.
“Well Frank, it’s obvious that you dont see your position as a privilege. It all making sense why you perform the bare minimum in your trials.” Danny said, his eyes trailing down Franks throat and chest.
Frank scoffed, crossing his arms.
“That’s not true, I did well before. I love it here…I just…” Franks eyes drifted to the floor, feeling his cheeks get hot, his mask feeling unbearable.
Danny raised an eyebrow, waiting for Frank to elaborate. Frank struggled to find the right words to express what he wanted to say, this only making him more flustered and upset.
Dannys exspression softened as he stared at Frank and he lifted his hand to his battered mask. Frank pulled away slightly before allowing Dannys hand to lift it up and off of his face, it resting on the top of Franks head.
Frank blushed fiercely, his skin hot as it glistened from a thin film of sweat. Patches of pink blotted his face making his freckles stand out even more. Franks hair was slightly matted against his forehead from being pressed down by his mask and the corners of Dannys lips began to rise.
Danny let out a quiet laugh and Frank lifted his head to meet Dannys stare. Franks thick eyebrows scrunched together in anger, his arms remaining crossed.
“Whats so funny, huh?” Frank asked, his chin slightly lifted.
Danny lifted his hands in the air submissively, still smiling.
“Nothing. Nothing, it’s just you’re so god damn cute.” Danny said before shrugging.
Franks exspression relaxed slightly, him being unsure how he felt from Dannys words. Frank liked to see himself as rough around the edges, tough – not cute.
Danny grinned as he raised his hand to Franks face, gripping his checks.
“Cute but wild.” Danny whispered and he gently shook Franks head back and forth, squishing his cheeks. Dannys eyes trailed down to Franks plump lips and he leaned in slowly while he held Franks jaw. Franks eyelids were heavy as he held Dannys gaze as Danny softly planted his lips on Franks, them both closing their eyes.
Franks arms slowly uncrossed and fell to his sides as Danny pressed his lips long and hard against Franks own, and Frank lifted his hands to Dannys waist, his fingertips brushing against Dannys lower back.
Danny pulled away and they both gasped for air before returning their kiss, it quickly getting more sloppy and less controlled. Danny released his hand from Franks jaw and slid it around to the back Franks head, running his fingers up through his hair.
Frank moaned as he felt Dannys tongue peruse the inside of his mouth and he reached down to Dannys black pants, working the button and the zipper frantically, them dropping immediately as soon as they were undone. Danny smiled against Franks lips as Frank greedily pulled on Dannys boxers and Danny pulled his hips away from Franks hands.
“Jesus, slow down…” Danny whispered, him laughing quietly.
Frank stared at Danny frustrated and slightly confused. He was over the foreplay, wanting to get down to business.
“Impatient and acting without thought, like your trials.” Danny said and Frank growled low within his throat. He knew Dannys antics by now and wasn’t going to fall for them.
Frank reached again for Dannys boxers and yanked Danny towards himself, Danny almost falling completely onto Frank.
“And you’re an asshole…” Frank muttered, looking up at Danny through dark eyelashes.
Danny then took ahold of Franks waist, gripping it tightly now. Danny pushed his thumb slightly into Franks bruise and Frank immediately moaned, his cheeks turning bright red again. Frank averted Dannys stare, feeling extremely vulnerable now.
“Don’t hide from it, Frank.” Dannys words were stern and Frank could feel his eyes on him. Frank raised his head to meet Dannys pennatrative stare and Danny leaned in to kiss Frank again, pressing his thumb against Franks bruise another time, applying more pressure than before.
Frank pulled his lips from Dannys to inhale sharply while lifting his chin to the ceiling. Danny kissed down the side of Franks face and neck as he applied more pressure with his thumb to different areas of Franks bruise, Frank whimpering to each one. Franks arms had found their way over Dannys shoulders and Danny pushed Frank against the sink while making various marks against Franks neck.
Franks dick was aching and he finally reached for it under his underwear, working it. Danny continued to kiss and mark Franks neck while applying different pressure to Franks sore side. Frank let out a lewd moan, his voice cracking slightly as he continue to tug at his dick.
Danny lifted his head, aligning his gaze to Franks eyes which were struggling to stay open. Danny released his tight grip from Franks waist while leaning in close to Frank, his mouth inches from Franks ear.
“What do you want, Frank?” Danny whispered while he continue to hold Franks waist loosely. Frank clenched his teeth as he moaned, bordering on growling. Frank continue to tug on himself, being extremely close to his orgasm.
“Frank?” Danny whispered again, urging Frank to respond.
Franks mouth fell open as he began to pant, struggling to speak at all.
“Wh…what?” Frank managed to say between breaths.
Frank heard Danny sigh, dissapointed.
“What is it that you want Frank?” Danny repeated, louder this time.
Franks eyes were completely closed as he continue to work his dick wildly now, his hand bumping into Dannys lower abdomen every tug.
“Man- I…I don’t know whah…what you mean…” Frank stammered, his head falling back as he embraced for his orgasm.
Danny then took a hold of Franks wrist, pinning it against the sink and grabbed for Franks other hand which went to replace it. Franks eyes shot open wide as sweat trickled down his temples.
“Whah…what are you doing!” Frank shouted, thrusting his hips forward involuntarily.
Danny held Franks wrists back agaisnt the sink, eyeing Frank with a disapproving exspression. Frank wriggled and writhed under Danny, him being unable to counter his strength.
Frank panted loudly and he closed his eyes shaking his head back and forth in extreme frustration, his orgasm being denied.
“Frank…” Danny said quietly, but Frank continued to twist and flail, his dick aching in protest.
“Frank, look at me.” Danny said and Frank squinted his eyes at Danny, his face flush.
“Good, very good. Now bring yourself to a still, stop moving.” Danny said as he continue to push Franks hands behind him.
Frank thrusted his hips forward in vain, his dick bobbing in the air as it brushed agaisnt Danny. Frank groaned, as he forcefully tried to calm his body, his breathing slowing. Franks chest rose and fell at a steady pace and Frank began to close his eyes.
“No, keep them open. Don’t take your eyes off of mine.” Danny said and Frank opened his eyes slightly, his exspression pained.
“Good. I’m going to let go of one of your hands now, keep it behind you.” Danny stared into Franks eyes waiting for a response and Frank nodded, clenching his teeth even harder.
Danny allowed a smile to grow across his face before removing a hand from Franks own, bringing it to Franks erect dick. Danny gripped Franks dick and slowly began to tug, Frank immediately choking on a breath. Danny tugged Franks entire length and Frank struggled to hold Dannys stare.
Danny watched as Franks lips parted, his cheeks turning bright red again.
“Don’t think you’re getting off easy, you will answer my question eventually.” Danny said through a grin, Frank blinking fiercely as his orgasm approached for a second time.
Frank thrusted his hips greedily to Dannys tugs, filthy moans escaping his lips and filling the basment. Franks head fell back exposing his throat and Danny leaned in to kiss it, his lips pressed agaisnt Franks tattoo. Frank heaved as his orgasm came, his cum releasing in stringy spurts onto Dannys abdomen, Dannys hand continuing to tug.
“Oh fuck…” Frank said through clenched teeth, his eyes shut as his head remained lulled back. Danny released Franks dick while taking a step back, eyeing Frank smugly. Danny took a step towards the sink where Frank remained leaned back agaisnt as he caught his breath.
Danny reached for a small towel that was folded on the side of the sink and wiped his hands and lower abdomen with it, snickering. Frank finally lifted his head and turned to face Danny breathing through a grin, expecting more. Danny was focused on cleaning his hands with the towel, meticulously wiping each finger with it.
Frank continue to stare at Danny, his breathing quieted but still audible. Danny then slowly lifted his gaze to Franks, his expression amused.
“What?” Danny asked and Frank looked at him confused.
Dannys eyes trailed down Franks chest to his crotch, and he raised an eyebrow.
“We’re done here, Frank.” And Danny reached for his mask in the sink before tossing the towl into it.
Franks face and neck went hot and he reached for his underware and jeans, yanking them up feeling embarrassed.
Frank walked to the bed and picked up his shirt and jacket, turning to watch Danny in silence. Danny had placed his mask back over his face and he turned the faucet back on, the sound of running water filling the small space. Frank watched with wide eyes as Danny placed a hand under the faucet water while rubbing each fingernail with the thumb and index finger carefully with his other.
Frank cleared his throat, feeling awkward and opened his mouth to speak.
“Uhm. I guess I’ll be going now?” Frank said.
Dannys eyes remained fixed on his fingers as the water continue to flow over them, him being slightly hunched over the sink. Danny grunted in response without lifting his head to look at Frank. Franks eyes fell to the floor, feeling confused before he began to walk to the stairs to head back up.
Frank stopped when he reached the stairs and turned to look at Danny again, frowning. Frank wiped the sweat off from his forehead and temples with his shirt before turning to head up the stairs, taking his time. Frank paused when he reached the landing, listening to the running water and he wished Danny would call him back down, but he did not.
Frank began to walk to the gates to leave, his eyebrows knotted together in confusion and frustration.
***
Frank remained seated on a very large rock, his head resting in his hand while he swirled his knife around lazily with the other.
His trial had just started and he waited for any signs of Danny, making sure to look behind him occasionally. Franks mind was taken over by their time in the basment and he found he had a hard time holding conversation with his crew back in Ormand.
Frank suddenly straightened, standing to his feet, his eyes focused on the figure before him. Frank watched as Danny came into view in his normal attire, Franks heart fluttering. Frank awkwardly lifted a hand, waving slightly as Danny approached him.
“Hey, man. Was waiting for you…” Frank cleared his throat as he gripped the handle to his knife.
Danny stopped at arms length, his arms loose at his sides.
“Why would you do that? You need to immediately start your searching for a survivor.” Danny said, his voice cold.
Frank stared at Danny, terribly thrown off by his demeanor.
“I…i don’t know. I didn’t think-” Franks voice was cut off by Danny.
“Well see that’s the problem, Frank. You don’t think. Stop standing around and find a survivor, I want two sacrificed tonight.” Danny said, crossing his arms.
Frank blinked behind his mask, surprised by his feelings getting hurt. Frank clenched his jaw and flexed his grip on his knife, angry.
“Asshole…” Frank muttered before turning around and sprinting to a nearby generator.
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