The Leader & The Liaison

Chapter 5: Forbidden Love

[WARNING: This part of the story is rated 14+ because of smut. So make sure your parents aren't around. Lol.]

Svens POV:
I started getting a bit more sleep as much as work and nightmares would allow me. "Pretty boy." Burt's words played on loop for weeks. He would drop off coffee at my office once in a while, but he wouldn't stay long enough to talk. Did I do something? Does he not like me anymore? Is it because I'm Cheif?
4 days till launch. I got to see those cinnamon-brown eyes again. He had his legendary Pokerface on again but his eyes were telling me he was sad. "Burt? Is something wrong?" I caught him in my office when he delivered my 10 o'clock coffee.
"Not at all, Sir."
"Sven."
"Wha-"
"Call me by my name. Sven." I close the door and approach the liaison. "Please, Burt. I can tell when your upset. Is it why you've been avoiding me?" I reach for his cheek. My expression being as soft as I can make it.
He backs up "N-No. Not at all, Sven." He looks away.
"Burt. You helped me many times. Let me help you." I lift his face to mine. His cheeks are red and there's a tear starting to form. I feel guilty. His behaviour has to be because of me.
"You can't help me. I'm sorry sir. But I need to get back to work." He bolts for the door that I didn't lock.
I stand there in silence. "Damnit!" I punch the wall. "I'm a fucking idiot!" The tears started trickling down my face. I screwed up. I know I did. I want to make it right to him but I don't know-how. After some time, I calm down. "Once the station is up in space, I'll call him in to talk." Now I got the right motivation. The rocket is nearly finished. Just a few more touch-ups and we'll be ready.
3 days till launch. Or is it two now? I look at the clock in my bedroom. "Broken." I let out a sigh and turn back to the papers in my hands. Another night of going over files in my room with nothing but my pants on. A scoff leaves my throat. "How does NASA keep track of everything!?" I plop back first, onto my bed. Mistake one. Soft. I'm starting to fall asleep. "Maybe just a quick power nap." I lift the covers and place the papers beside me. Dozing off into a dream. Is... someone watching me? There's a weight on top of me now. I open my eyes and lookup. I gasp "B-Burt! W-W-W-Wha..."
"Sven... I..." Burts in my room, wearing Orange Pajama pants and no shirt. His eyes showing a lustful longing, as he leans down to meet his lips with mine.
I'm taken back in shock. Burt. But this feeling, I close my eyes and treasure his taste. He pulls away and I sit up.
"Sven, I love you. I have for a long time, but..."
"Oh, Curtis..." I suckle on his collar bone that entices a sweet moan from the liaison. If I wasn't turned on before, I am now. "I loved you since the beginning." Pushing him down, I go in for another kiss. We're both pretty hard right now. If this is a dream, let me never wake up.
He tugs at the waist of my pants and I pull his down. Wait, I've never had sex before. What am I doing?! Burt noticed my hesitation and took the lead. "Just for tonight, forget you're a Cheif; forget I'm a Liaison. Let's just be two men in one bed." I'm on my back now and Burt... He seems to know what he's doing. I didn't realize that we were in our birthday suits, but he stroked my member softly and I twitched at the sensation. His fingers felt so delicate as he griped me and motioned up and down.
"Ah!"
"This is your first time, Sven?"
"Ye-Obviously. I kept my sexuality secret."
"It's no longer a secret now. You're so gay." He smirks
"S-shut up. It's not easy being openly gay in both Sweden and Florida so I didn't try-Ah! B-but gh... This feels so good." I relaxed into this feeling, pre-cum spread over my dick and Burts hand.
"It's about to feel better." Burt positioned himself over me and... Oh my God! He slips right on.
We moan together as he starts slow, picking up speed gradually. "Burt," I call out his name in pleasure.
"Sven," he calls out as well.
I grasp his member that's been neglected, making him moan. While he rides me I move my hand up and down as his pre-cum begins to spill out. Faster, harder. Fuck. I'm in heaven. Never let me wake up without my Burt. One last hard trust sends us both cumming. I wonder what it tastes like.
He leans against the wall by my pillows and I crawl onto him. Licking his prostate. Kinda salty. I don't mind. I continue and he moans.
"Oh, Sven..." He entangles his fingers in my hair as I proceed to give him a blowjob. I can hear him panting. I can't exactly catch my breath either. But I love him so much. I want every part of him with me. He cums again, I swallow most of it but it kind of overwhelmed me. It drips off my tongue. "Sven..."
"Burt..." I wipe away any liquid on my mouth and lean over to kiss my lover. "Stay with me tonight?"
"Ok." He smiles and those beautiful cinnamon-brown eyes sparkle by the desk lamp I have to the side of my room.
We move under the blanket and he lays on my chest. I could get used to this. That night, I didn't have any nightmares. Nearly sleeping in. I'll ask him tomorrow about that promotion.

{The end?}