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The latest safehouse couldn't be described as derelict, but it was a near thing. The aged linoleum floors were sticky underfoot as they made their way inside. The scent of the place was reminiscent of a chest of mementos that had sat untouched in a basement for decades; age and rot.
Hal let out a deep sigh, all tension draining from his body. Dave shot him a sidelong glance.
"I guess this is us for the next few days..." Hal said, eyes wandering around the room.
With one strap of his backpack draped over his shoulder and a box of computer equipment nestled in his arms, Hal made his way to the rickety table that stood in the main living area. The table creaked ominously at Hal's equipment but managed to withstand the weight. The rest of their belongings sat in a small pile by the dust-ridden couch, likely where they would remain in the event they had to make a quick escape.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Dave surveying the house, most likely noting any potential security risks and Hal couldn't help but admire his partner's strength and knowledge. The last year and a half spent with Dave had transformed his life and himself. Hal felt light years away from the person he was on that fateful day on Shadow Moses.
Hal took a deep breath and turned around to face Snake.
"I'm not sure what we have left, but I'm sure I can find something edible for us to have for dinner" Hal said.
Dave have an affirmative grunt, seeming just as exhausted from the day as he was. The journey here after their last mission was, as per usual, a rushed one.
"You take first shower, I'll have something ready when you're out."
Dave started to pull his shirt over his head as he walked to the dingy-seeming bathroom.
Hal felt his face heat up at the sight. Despite how long they had been sharing proximity, as of late Hal could not control his embarrassing reaction to seeing Dave's bare skin. He had helped to fit Dave in and out of his sneaking suit too many times to count, and he knew Snake was attractive from their first encounter, but in recent months he felt his stomach jolt when thinking of his close friend.
Embarrassed by how long he stared at Dave's retreating form, he moved quickly to the kitchenette where Dave had placed their meagre food supplies. After rummaging through he found a small carton of eggs that were probably still fine and a few packets of ramen. "This will have to do," he said to himself.
By the time the shower had stopped running Hal had made a passable attempt at dinner. He was walking the two bowls to the tiny table when Dave walked out of the bathroom in a singlet and a pair of sweatpants with his hair still damp. Hal was proud that his hands holding the extremely hot bowls only barely wavered at the sight.
"Smells pretty good Hal," said Dave.
Hal smiled and took his place at the table.
After dinner, Dave heads out to the small patio to have a smoke. Hal leaves him to his nightly ritual and takes the shower for himself. Still shaking water droplets from his hair Hal makes his way into the bedroom and stops suddenly after catching sight of the bed. The two of them had shared beds in many safe houses across their travels, but the thought of doing so now made Hals's stomach flip.
"I need to get over this," Hal whispered, quietly but determinedly to himself.
"Get over what?" came Dave's gruff voice from behind him.
Hal yelped and clutched at his chest.
"Uh, um the... The rooms condition," said Hal weakly. "I-I mean look at the walls, they've seen better days."
Dave gave him a long slow look and nodded his head slightly, "the whole place has seen better days...I don't know about you Hal, but I'm beat. I've double checked our security measures, and unless you need me I think I'll hit the hay."
"No that's okay," Hal said, heart still thumping out of his chest. "I'll just be doing some last checks for intel and making sure everything is running smoothly."
Dave nods and moved to sit on the edge of the rather small-looking bed.
Hal's 'quick checks' end up being hours long. He often finds it hard to look away from his screens long enough to register his exhaustion but a soft snore from the nearby room brings him out of his self-induced fixation.
Hal stands and feels his joints all protest the movement. He twists and stretches before shuffling across the room towards the bedroom. A light from a nearby street light casts a comforting glow across the room, illuminating a sleeping Dave. Dave had most of the duvet wrapped around him and pillows strewn across the bed. His face was soft with sleep. Hal felt his heart quicken at the sight.
He moved quietly across the room to slide into the unoccupied side of the bed. Just as he slipped under the cover Dave made a soft noise in his sleep. Hal froze, not wanting to disturb his partner's rest but Dave seemed to still be deep in sleep.
Letting out a quiet breath Hal curled on his side on the furthest edge of the bed and hoped sleep would come quickly. His eyes had fluttered shut when he heard another soft groan fall from Dave's sleeping lips. Hal had heard Dave suffer through nightmares in the past and was listened intently in the event he needed to wake him up.
Dave's noises were increasing with frequency, but Hal thankfully couldn't detect the usual fearful note in them. Hal had just settled himself again when he heard what was a definitive moan come from Dave. Hal froze.
Hal's stomach flipped and his face burned at what he might be overhearing. Hal wasn't irrational, he knew from how pent up he got that Dave must experience the same sometimes, but he tried desperately to steer his thoughts away from that.
Dave continued slight whimpers and moans, sounding so loud in the echo of the tiny room. Hal breathed deep breaths and tried to ignore the effect the sounds were having on him.
That control came to an abrupt end when Dave suddenly grinded his hips into the mattress letting out a soft moan of "Hal."
"Oh fuck," thought Hal. His mind whirled with every depraved fantasy he'd had of Dave, none even coming close to how he actually felt at this moment.
Hal held himself still, a hand over his own mouth to disguise how heavy his breathing had gotten. This just made it easier to hear every creak of the bed and every unrestrained sound Dave let out. He could tell the intensity of whatever dream Dave was having had ramped up with the frequency of Dave's movements increasing.
Hal desperately tried to control himself but in a moment of lust-filled weakness, he let out a soft whimper.
Dave froze dead still.
The silence in the room was deafening, neither of them daring to speak a word into this strange limbo they were in.
"Hal?" Dave whispers.
The echo of his name being said in the same gruff tone as earlier sends a bolt of heat straight to Hal's cock.
"Y-you should keep going," Hal chokes out.
In an instant Dave is leaning over him, rolling him onto his back. Dave's arms bracketed the sides of his head.
Hal lets out another whimper as Dave brings their lips together. Hal melts into the kiss with an aching desperation, and Dave responds immediately. He feels Dave's tongue brush the seam of his lips and he opens his mouth. Dave's tongue explores his mouth and then he draws back with a light nip of teeth to Hal's lower lip.
Hal chased him and curled his hands into Dave's hair dragging him back down. Dave desperately grinded their hips together, causing Hal to let out a shuddering breath. Hal could feel the beads of precum soaking the front of his underwear. Dave teasingly grinds down again the friction sending spikes of pleasure through him.
"Oh fuck Dave please," panted Hal. "I...I need... Roll over for me please"
"Well... since you said please," Dave said teasingly. But Hal noted how quickly Dave moved to follow his request.
Dave flipped them, leaving Hal to mount Dave's thick thighs and reposition himself to align their cocks again they both let out a guttural moan at the action. Hal now felt in control of the situation, a feeling which he found he enjoyed immensely and watching Dave squirm underneath him made him feel hot all over.
Hal reached down to pull both of their cocks free, wrapping his slender fingers around both of them. Hal kept his eyes locked on Dave's face as he quickened his hand causing Dave to let out his familiar building moans from earlier. Hal was determined to keep watching Dave, his partner, his friend, his ... Well they could discuss that after.
Dave huffed, "Hal... I'm close.. I-" Hal sped up his hand, feeling pleasure coiling deep in his stomach as well.
Hal watched as Dave finished, his eyes closed tightly and mouth letting out a deep groan. Hal couldn't look away feeling his own orgasm building as Dave's cum dripped over his hand.
Hal came hard and felt himself collapse onto Dave's chest. Both of them were breathing ragged heavy breaths, and Hal willed his heart to slow down.
Dave let out a soft groan of contentment and placed a kiss on the top of Hals's head. Hal smiled into Dave's chest, feeling a warmth in his own heart.
The two of them lay in comfortable silence for a long while until Dave started speaking, sounding nearly bashful, "Hal, I was half asleep until I heard you, I mean - I didn't mean for you to overhear ..."
Hal cut him off, "but I'm glad I did. Dave. I- I have been desperately distracting myself from thinking about how much I want you for months now. I just - you're very important to me Dave."
Dave sat up, bringing Hal with him. "And you're important to me Hal," said Dave, with a rare grin on his face. "But for now, how about we get back to sleep, since I so rudely interrupted."
Hal grinned and curled back against his chest.