Hunger Unleashed [Man X Man]

Chapter 13: When suppressed desires explode...meeting the family!

Jean Broody vs. Bradley Jackson

Pix: Jean...wonder who he's staring at ...

Video: Antenna by Fuse ODG, Ft. Wyclef Jean

PS: Pardon my errors please

Enjoy!

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"Fuck off." Bradley laughed when he heard Jean's piercing whistle.

"You clean up real nice, soldier." Jean murmured as he crossed the room to where Bradley stood beside the dining table, sipping a glass of water. His eyes ran over Bradley with admiration. "Damn, you look good."

"Thanks. Now, go and get ready." Bradley said. "I don't like being late to places." He took the glass to his lips but Jean took the glass from him and placed it on the table. Then he pinned Bradley against the table, his eyes heavy with desire.

"We won't be late." Jean murmured, allowing his lips to graze that of Bradley's. "I took a shower at the hospital so all I have to do is dress up." He pressed a kiss against Bradley's mouth. "We have a lot of time to kill." His tongue flicked at the corner of Bradley's mouth, drawing a moan from the soldier. "How about we..."

"No, Jean..." Bradley groaned even as he captured Jean's mouth in a smoking hot kiss. "We can do whatever you want when we get back." He said breathlessly against Jean's lips when they came up for air. "Go get ready." A quick kiss, and then Bradley was pushing Jean back.

"You can't kiss me like that and expect me to..."

"Go get ready, Jean." With a shaky laughter, Bradley turned to go, feeling very proud of himself. It was very difficult to think rationally around the sexy doctor. Being able to control himself was, therefore, a very good thing, Bradley thought as he entered his room.

Inside his room, Bradley opened the watch case on his dresser and stared at the designer watch within for a moment. Then with a sigh, he took it out and fixed it on his wrist. A birthday present from Jean. After he'd insisted on paying for his own outfit, Jean had gone and bought him a Rolex. The watch, which was way more expensive than all the four outfits combined, had a forty-four-millimeter stainless steel case, was scratch and water resistant, and boasted of a ninety-degree rotatable Command bezel and a programmable countdown function. It was strikingly masculine and simply elegant. Bradley had initially refused to accept it when Jean had given it to him but the silly man had told a bullshit story about how important he viewed birthdays, and how he was likely to get depressed if his gift was rejected. He'd of course supported his crap with some medical nonsense. To shut him up and have some peace, Bradley had accepted the gift and promised to wear it to dinner that evening. Bradley looked at himself in the mirror and smiled at how...different he looked. He didn't need anyone to tell him how good he looked in the slim straight leg black jeans, black button-down shirt, and a maroon blazer. His patent black loafers completed his smart casual look, perfectly. Bradley looked real cool and classy.

"Brad?" Bradley stepped out of his room when he heard Jean calling his name. The soldier stared, transfixed. "Stop drooling." Jean drawled as he looked down at his wrist where he was trying to fix his cuffs.

"Wow." Bradley rasped. "Here, let me do that." He grabbed Jean's wrist and fixed the cufflinks. After fixing the other, Bradley stepped back and watched as Jean shrugged into his beautiful blue blazer. He thought the sexy doctor looked absolutely fabulous in his white shirt which had a hint of blue in it, the crisp grey slim-fit pants, and his bright blue blazer with its pocket scarf. What floored Bradley was Jean's classic boots. It was grey like his pants but had blue soles and blue laces. "You look amazing in blue. It brings out your eyes." Bradley murmured.