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The building was practically empty, and her boots echoed down the hall. Many have left early because of the day, but criminals never stop so she decided to stay later than most. Now that she had finished up dealing with the latest tests, she was determined to find her friend. Every year he seemed to escape, running off alone into the night, and she has had enough. Leon was the kind of guy who kept his feelings close to his chest. She knew he had a heart of gold, but after all the blonde had been through he took to shutting down his emotions to stay alive. Especially after one mission in particular.

Rebecca sighed and pushed open a door, she had been the first to notice. Leon came back broken, though only his closest friends could see it. Something in his eyes told her and the others this wasn't normal. Leon was never healthy on missions, he wouldn't sleep, and would push himself until the mission was finished, his body running on anger and adrenaline alone. Once home he would crash for two days, and unless they used the key to his apartment to make sure he was breathing no one would hear from him. This case was different, something else happened on that mission and Leon refused to talk about it. He'd grow tense, angry, and he would refuse to answer anything.

“Did you find him?”

Rebecca looks up, her heart jumping before she smiles sadly at Chris. “No. He got past us again.”

“Damn it Leon” Chris shakes his head, his hands on his hips. “I hope he won't spend another Christmas in jail. He's going to get himself killed.”

“I know, I am worried too” She answers “I don't know what to do. We could check every bar”

Chris shakes his head. “He's already drinking by now and once he's like that there is no reasoning with him. We should stick with the plan”

She nods softly and shakes her head. “I hope he will be okay.”

The bar was quiet tonight, many of the regulars were home with their families, however one in particular was a regular even now. A heavy glass knocks against the worn wood, and he leans forward, his arms resting on the counter top. He was five drinks in already and he felt his chest begin to loosen up. The emotions welling seeping through the cracks in his foundation like a crumbling dam. He wondered how much longer he could last, how long until his body gives out?

Leon waves his hand and watches as the bartender pours him another drink. The amber liquid swirled in his glass, and the longer he looked, the worse he became. Flashes from what felt like another life began to appear, voices echoing through his head, though one in particular was agony. Leon tightened his grip on the glass, as the bartender walked away. He had known Leon for a while now and he knew when the man needed space.

“What do you think Leon…People can change right?”

Leon hung his head, his hair falling over his face. It has been nine years, nine long years and his voice still sounded as clear as the day it happened. The blonde shook his head, his chest tightened while his jaw began to ache. Jackson wouldn't judge him, he never did, however knowing that didn't make it easier and he downs another glass of whiskey without a flinch.

“December 24”

“Huh?” Leon looks up from his attache case, his eyebrow rising in question.

“You said earlier you wanted to know me. Who I was, why I was doing this” Luis smiles and leans against a couple of crates, his eyes following Leon's every move. “It's my birthday”

“July 31” Leon answers softly, his attention returning to his case to hide the blush creeping over his cheeks.

“You're younger than me aren't you?” Luis tilts his head, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“I don't know, how old are you grandpa?” Leon tossed back, his own smirk forming when Luis touched his chest, his mouth open like he had been scandalized.

“I am only twenty eight, pequeña mierda sarcástica” Luis huffs and crosses his arms over his chest. However there was no bite to his words.

“Twenty seven” Leon answered with a smirk. “Little shit only proves my point”

Luis rolled his eyes, an action Leon couldn't help but find adorable. They had known each other for less than twenty four hours and yet there was something about Luis that made Leon's heart race.

“Why are you looking at me like that sancho?”

Leon jerks and he finds himself back in the bar, tears rolling down his cheeks. It takes another glass of whiskey to keep it from being audible, his heart cracking as he finally finds the courage to speak. He was talking to himself, but it didn't change the message. Taking a deep breath Leon reaches into his pocket and pulls it out, it was worn, dirty, and had more dents in it then it's original owner would like. Leon has taken it everywhere, every meeting, every battle, it sat in his pocket against his thigh. The feeling is a reminder, one that keeps him going through it all, why he refuses to give up.

The lighter had lost its shine years ago, and his thumb runs over a particularly bad dent in the cover. It happened during his mission in the Eastern Slav Republic, and it turns out the lighter saved his life. It stopped a piece of shrapnel from entering his leg, with how the battle had gone, a wound that bad would have killed him. Two tyrants, and running out of ammo, even without the wound it was a miracle he survived. It had taken Leon days to fix the dent, he was able to get most of it back in shape, however there still remained a small mark.

He runs his thumb over it gently, he couldn't help but feel like Luis was watching over him. Saving him even now from the grave. Leon sets down the lighter and picks up his drink, once again it has been refilled. He raises it to the lighter and licks his lips.

“Happy birthday Luis” he whispers softly, his eyes tearing up as he downs the liquor, his throat burning though it was a pleasant feeling compared to the pain in his heart.

Jackson looked up as the front door opened, his eyes following the newcomer as he made his way to the bar. He had the thought to warn the man about Leon, but before he could the man dived head first into the definition of reckless. A move that left Jackson flicking and making the sign of the cross over his chest. He was hoping Leon wouldn't be arrested tonight, but it seemed this newcomer had a death wish.

The newcomer reached forward and scooped up the lighter, the dented metal gliding through his fingers, before using it to light his cigarette, the smoke rolling over his lips and up his face slowly. The man had been ready for it, he had thought about it many times, but having it happen still made him jump, his heart nearly beating out of his chest.

“Who the fuck do you think you are!” Leon snarls slamming the man against the bar, his fist knocking into his chest roughly.

“Now that's the sancho I remember” the man spoke up, the cigarette dangling from his lips. His Gray eyes, smirk, body language, it all burned Leon, and for a moment he forgot how to breathe.

Leon stood frozen in place, his fingers twisting in the man's leather jacket for stability. He felt like the room was spinning, his heart slamming against his ribcage. He had finally lost it, he was now hallucinating. It felt so real though, he could smell the smoke, feel his warmth, and hear his voice. Leon closes his eyes for a moment, taking it all in before it could disappear, his stomach twisting as the tears drip down onto the leather coat.

“Leon?” He sounded so real, it hurt. It was too much. He wanted to scream, but his throat tightened, refusing to let a sound out. “Hey, stay with me. Come on sancho.”

Leon sways and his eyelids flutter open, the man's…Luis’ hands burn into the skin on his shoulder. He was so warm. So real. The blonde took a deep breath, the tears coming against his will now, the stream unending. If he was crazy it was worth it.

“I have finally lost it” he laughs softly, it was a sad sound, like a man accepting his fate. “that or I'm dying”

“Don't talk like that” Luis replies, his hands coming up to cup the blonde's cheeks. “You are not crazy”

“I saw you die. I held your hand as you took your last breath” Leon whispers, his voice cracking as all the pain comes back.

“I thought I was dead too. I thought I was a goner, but then I woke up, someone had bandaged me up, and left me with a way to escape.” He whispers softly. “I've been in recovery, and rebuilding my life. Now finally, I had the ability to find you”

Leon shakes his head and tries to pull back, his hands shaking. “stop, just stop. This isn't real”

Luis shook his head and pushed himself through Leon's arms, his hands pulling Leon in to meet him for the kiss. It was soft and slow, one sided for a few moments, but soon Leon’s mind caught up with conversation and he returned the kiss, his fingers digging into the back of Luis jacket. His grip was so tight his fingers began to ache. He was scared, scared Luis would disappear.

“I'm here, I'm here amor.” Luis whispers against his lips, his eyes locking with Leon's.

“Luis…” Leon whispers, his jaw tightening against a sob that threatened to leave him.

Luis held him close, hovering over Leon like a protective guardian against the outside world. His hair had gotten longer, the length resting on his shoulders now and it suited him. What didn't suit Luid however was the weight loss. It wasn't much, but it was enough to show how the brunette had been living. Leon wanted nothing more than to feed him, to watch Luis eat until he was satisfied, but he also wanted to kiss him, to feel his facial hair scratch his skin, his hair tickle his cheeks, and to run his fingers through his chest hair.

“stay with me” Luis whispers softly, his thumb running over Leon's left cheek. “Do you live nearby cariño?”

Leon shakes his head, his head beginning to feel fuzzy. “got my bike”

“no, I don't think so,” Luis smiles and slaps some money on the table. “Come on, my place isn't far.”

Leon puts up a bit of a fight, but it doesn't take much to get him moving, however once the cold December air hits his face, he lets out a gasp, his body jerking softly before he coughs.

“Sancho!” Luis calls, his arms wrapping around Leon for support, but the blonde raises his hand, his skin turning pink from the cold.

“I'm fine” he takes a deep breath, his eyes suddenly looking clear and bright. “Than- Luis…”

“Ah now you are awake” he smiles softly, his hand running over Leon's back in small gentle circles. “It seems the cold was enough to wake you up”

Leon leaned up and moved closer, his hands twisting in Luis' jacket, his eyes scanning the man's face.

“Amor, I know” Luis hands close over Leon's “I'll answer anything you want, but first let me get you somewhere warm”

Leon hums and considers it, taking a moment to run through the options before he lets go. “Alright, you said you were close?”

Leon didn't know what he was doing, let alone what he was thinking. He was blinding following who he believed was Luis but how did he truly know it was Luis? The blonde kept his head low, following the brunette through the streets like a wounded puppy, however it wasn't until he registered Luis' voice that he realized they were there.

“You are worrying me amor.” Luis whispers from the open door way. His brow furrowed in concern.

Leon approaches him, his steps more like those Luis remembered, his heart skipping a beat as Leon kicks the door closed. “Show me”

“What? Leon…”

“Show me” Leon repeats his fists clenched at his sides. “I won't believe it until I see it”

Luis sighs and unzips his jacket, his eyes locked with Leon's as he works. “Alright mi cielito, I understand.”

Leon holds his breath, his eyes wondering over Luis' body, taking in every inch of him. The tail of his belt that hung out, the curve of his hips, the hair on his chest. Leon took it all in with greed, his eyes feasting on every inch of skin that became exposed. It wasn't long before Luis stood before Leon, his chest completely exposed. The blonde's eyes wandered over Luis' chest following the hair down until it disappeared beneath his pants, his own growing tight.

“Turn around”

“Dios mio sancho, at least buy me dinner” Luis grins, before he turns around exposing his back to the agent.

Leon rolled his eyes and took a few steps forward, his eyes first caught sight of the scar near Luis shoulder blade, and he ran his fingers over it gently. It wasn't what he was looking for, but it only served as more proof. Leon lingers for a moment, his fingers tracing the mark before he turns his attention to Luis' lower back, right by his left hip. It was jagged and small, but it was what Luis had asked for, 073119770, his tag number. He traced the numbers gently, his heart swelling. It was Luis. He was alive.

“Believe me now sancho?” Luis asks softly, Leon could tell he was smirking without even looking.

“Shut up” he whispers, his arms wrapping around Luis' chest, his head dropping against the brunette's back.

Luis smiles and relaxes, letting Leon have a moment, but it doesn't last long. “Show me” he returns

Leon shivers and feels his cheeks begin to warm. “You know it's me”

“I want to see it” he turns to face the blond, his eyes darkened with hunger.

Leon shivers softly, and he swallows the lump in his throat before he raises his shirt with one hand and opens his pants with the other, before pushing his waistband down enough to reveal the mark. There near the junction of his thigh and groin was a burn, a cigarette burn to be exact.

Luis' nostrils flare and he lets out a low growl. “It's been so long, that night has been burned into my memory” he whispers, accent thick, his voice deeper than normal.

“Luis…” Leon whispers softly, melting as the taller man crowds Into his space.

“Si leon?” He hums leaning over Leon ever so slightly. “If you say no I will stop”

“If you stop” Leon starts, a finger from each hand slowly sliding into the loops on Luis jeans. “I will never forgive you” he finishes jerking the brunette forward so their bodies pressed together, their lips meeting for a messy but passionate kiss.

Luis lets out a soft hum, his head tilting as he leans into the kiss, his tongue dominating Leon’s with ease. While Luis had plenty of experience, more than Leon it seemed, he was a switch depending on the day. Right now he was at war with himself, it had been nine years, he craved claiming the blonde, but also craved being claimed by him. For Luis there weren't enough hours in the day to get both done. He was to horny, needy and desperate to focus on both, Leon was warm, his skin soft until Luis’ fingers ran over the scars that littered the blonde's body. Luis felt like each one told a story, ones that Luis’ wanted to hear. He wanted to know everything, what did he miss over the time they spent apart.

Leon lets out a soft whine and pulls Luis as close as possible, his hips grinding up against the brunette’s gently. He was becoming impatient, and Luis seemed to be focused on driving him mad. Leon wanted to complain, however he decided to take advantage of the situation. The blonde turned quickly using his hold on Luis’ jeans to flip them, forcing the brunette’s body against a nearby wall. Leon let out a deep growl, his face burying into Luis' neck, but before Luis could crack a joke, the blonde rips a cry from his chest. A mix of surprise and pleasure, as the blonde's hands grip Luis’ thigh and lift him up into the air, forcing the brunette to wrap his legs around Leon’s waist.

“Better” Leon growls his teeth sinking into Luis’ neck leaving mark after mark as he slowly grinds their covered cocks together.

Luis gasps and his head slams back against the wall, his hands flying up to tangle in Leon’s golden locks, the grip only spurring the younger man on. Luis chokes and arches off the wall, his hips slamming down to meet Leon on every thrust. It wasn’t enough. He needed more, he needed skin on skin, his jeans unbearably tight. Leon however didn’t seem interested in moving, his hot breath tickling Luis’ throat as he admired the dozen’s of marks he’s already made. Luis’ had no way to hide them, unless the man owned a turtleneck -something Leon didn’t imagine Luis owning- the world was going to see Luis was taken. That the brunette was his. The thought brought another growl deep from Leon’s chest and he smiles when Luis moans.

“You like that? God you make me feral” He snarls his fingers digging into Luis thighs. “Look at you, Fuck. I thought you were beautiful before…” He whispers before running his tongue up the front of Luis' throat. “If you cut your hair, I will kill you”

“Dios mio Leon” Luis pants heavily, his eyes slowly opening to look down at the blonde. Leon wasn’t as skinny as he used to be, he had filled out a little, but in the best possible way, Luis wanted nothing more than to suffocate between those thighs. “Stop…admiring and do something before I die”

Leon grins and pulls away from the wall, holding Luis up by his ass as he blindly yet skillfully moves through his apartment, and up the stairs to his loft. “I am going to destroy you” He whispers, his voice deeper and rougher than normal. “You won’t be able to think of anyone else, i'm going to claim every last inch of your body and make you scream my name.”

Luis chokes and his head falls back, his fingers twisting into the long hair at the base of Leon’s neck. “Joder…Leon what has gotten into you” Luis mumbles his hips rocking down to grind against the blonde as best he could. “You weren’t like this nine years ago”

“I was, but I thought I had time, I thought it could wait until after the mission” He answers dropping Luis down onto the bed, leaving him splayed out like a wet dream, his hair a messy halo around his head, his tan skin littered with bruises, and thick patches of hair. Leon’s eyes darkened, his pupils almost swallowing the sapphire color of his eyes. “I won’t make that mistake again”

Luis attempts to argue, but his brain short circuits when Leon rips his jeans from his body, the button snapping, and the jeans tear with a satisfying sound. The brunette lets out a sinful cry, his body jerking up from the strength and Luis hands fly up to cover his face, his heart pounding against his chest, threatening to burst from his chest.

“Did you just cum?” Leon smirks, his head tilting to the right as takes in his lover's reaction.

“Shut up!” Luis answers, his yell muffled by his hands, the blush slowly creeping down his throat.

Leon hums and crawls onto the bed, pushing himself up near Luis' closed legs; he had never seen the brunette embarrassed. He didn’t think it was possible, Luis was cocky, confident and anything but shy. While Leon felt bad, he couldn’t help basking in the moment. Luis came from his display of strength alone, the thought left Leon feeling proud, his heart fluttering softly. After a moment though Leon moves to rub Luis’ knees, his gaze softening as he waits for the brunette to calm down.

“So beautiful. Come on baby let me in” he whispers softly smiling when Luis’ breath hitches, his knees knocking together. “You are so cute like this, shy and innocent for me. Fuck Luis” He leans down and kisses over the brunettes knees, his hands sliding down towards his elders thighs. “Let me see you.”

Luis pants heavily, his fingers sliding apart so he could peek at the blonde, his legs shaking. This wasn’t the man he was used to. God he loved it, but he hadn’t expected it. Leon was attentive, treating him like he was more than a body, Luis had never been loved so thoroughly nor had he ever cum so fast in his life.

“Mi cielito, por favor te necesito. Voy a perder la cabeza” Luis mumbles, lifting up off the bed as Leon’s fingers dig gently into his thighs. “Dios…”

“I’ll give you what you need baby, but I need you to let me in” He purrs and nuzzles Luis' knees. “Come on let me see how pretty you are”

Luis trembles, his hands staying over his face, however his legs relax allowing Leon to spread them and push into the space between them. Leon let out a pleased hum, and he slid up the brunette's body, his hands coming up to remove Luis’ from his face, pinning them above his head gently.

“There you are” He whispers “Fuck baby, you are so perfect”

Luis shivers and arches, his cum soaked cock grinding up against Leon's gently. “Por favor…Leon”

“I’ve got you, and I am never letting go, you are mine Luis. Do you hear me” he whispers in the brunette's ear, before he nips at it gently.

“Si…Si mi amor” Luis trembles, his body completely at the blonde's mercy and he wasn’t going to complain. Luis felt like he died and this was heaven.

“That’s my baby,” Leon purrs softly before he begins to work his way down Luis’ body, pausing only for a moment to nuzzle and tease Luis' chest before he lays down and lifts Luis' legs.

Luis arched and whined, thighs twitching under Leon’s tongue, the blonde intent on covering them with just as many bruises as his throat. He didn’t know how much time passed, but it took him longer than he’d like to realize the blonde was calling his name. The brunette opened his eyes slowly, tears staining his cheeks, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He was covered in bruises, like he had gotten the shit beat out of him in paintball. Leon was above him, his smile warm and full of love, his hand moving gently. It was only then that Luis registered what was happening, his body having been lost in his second orgasm of the night.

“Agh! Leon, wait!” He reaches down holding Leon’s wrist gently, his thighs closing around the blonde.

“Shhh baby, you are doing so good for me” Leon whispers. “You look so beautiful, you were so lost in the pleasure, god I almost came just from watching you”

Luis gasps and chokes on a moan, his legs squeezing Leon’s sides as painful overstimulation turns to pleasure. “Please…Joder. I can’t…”

Leon thrusts his cock over Luis thigh, a soft sigh leaving his lips. “You think you can take it?”

Luis eye’s widen and his head drops back as a wrecked moan rips from his throat. Leon was massive, at least eight inches or more and thick. The brunette felt like he was going to cum again from the sight. Everything about Leon was perfect, even down to his cock, and while Luis would never admit he was drooling for it, he in fact was.

“Si…por favor. Follame, por favor” Luis begs, his hands flying up to grip the headboard as he pressed back against his god of a lover.

“You don’t need to tell me twice baby boy” He purrs and removes his fingers, Luis’ hole loose and arching to be filled.

Leon leans down and covers Luis' body with his own, his hand guiding one leg over his shoulder, as his cock rubs over the brunette’s loose opening. He teases his lover for a moment, grinding gently over his hole and just when Luis was about to complain Leon slams home, taking him in one long thrust. The cry Luis’ lets out almost ends their fun, Leon’s body tensing as he stays still and tries to calm himself down, his eyes slowly opening after a moment to look down at the wrecked man beneath him. Luis looked like he had lost his mind, his hands gripping anything he could reach for support, his chest rapidly rising and falling, lashes clumped together as he tears up from the pleasure. Leon hums softly and takes Luis hands bringing them up to his body. He wanted the brunette to grip him instead, it didn’t matter where or how, but he wanted him to feel safe. Leon swore he was seeing a god in human form, like the women who witnessed Zeus he feared he’d die because he laid eyes upon his beautiful form.

“Luis” He whispers softly, lowering Luis' legs so they could wrap around his waist, the brunette's hands moving so his fingers dug into his back. “I have never seen anything so beautiful”

“Hnn…you..better fuck me” He huffs softly his nails digging into Leon’s back. “Mas!”

Leon chuckles softly “You asked for it baby”

Leon shifts his weight and pulls out until just the tip remains inside his lover's sweet warm hole before he slams back inside, his pace quickly becoming rough, the bed rocking and slamming against the wall violently. Luis cries out, his nails digging into Leon’s skin hard enough to draw blood, the brunette quickly giving Leon marks of his own as the blonde destroyed him, stars flashing in front of his vision everytime the younger hit his prostate.

“Leon! Mas! Dios! Por favor!” He begs, his hips rocking down to meet Leon thrust for thrust, his cock rubbing against Leon’s stomach when their bodies press together.

Leon growls and picks up the pace, his thrusts brutalizing Luis' prostate. “Cum for me baby, Cum on my cock” He whispers in his ear, the brunette's eyes rolling back as he’s sent over the edge.

“Leon!” Luis cries, his head slamming back against the bed as he cums over Leon’s stomach, his vision darkening for a moment before he jerks, his body suddenly overwhelmed by Leon’s brutal thrusts. “C..Cum inside me…Amor”

Leon trembles and manages to thrust a few more times before he slams as deep as he possibly could and releases inside his love, warm cum coating Luis insides like a permanent mark. Leon pants softly, his face pressed against Luis' throat as they bask in the afterglow of their love making. Leon didn’t want to move, he knew dry cum was the worst, but he didn’t want to leave Luis' side for anything. However after a moment he leans up and looks down at the brunette, his hand coming up to gently brush Luis' hair from his face.

“Happy birthday Luis” He whispers softly, watching as the brunette takes a moment to recover before beautiful gray eyes lock with his own.

“Te amo” He whispers softly, bearing his heart to the blonde above him, his body tense as he waits to see what Leon will do.

“I love you too…I have for so long Luis” Leon whispers and kisses him slowly, this time it’s soft, and gentle, nothing like the heated one they shared in the kitchen.

“I like my birthday and Christmas gift amor, but I think you broke me.” Luis chuckles, running his fingers through Leon’s hair.

“I’ll take care of you” he hums before carefully sliding out of his lover. It took Leon a moment to get out of bed, but he returns with a warm cloth, his touch gentle as he clears Luis' body. “Luis…”

“I am not going anywhere” He whispers and takes Leon’s hand, bringing it up to his lips. “If you will have me, I will stay with you for as long as I live”

“Of course I want you” He answers crawling back onto the bed once the rag was tossed aside, his arms wrapping around the brunette, his back stinging softly.

“Move in with me” Luis whispers, turning so Leon’s head rests against his chest, his fingers running through the blonde's hair.

“Yes” Leon answers honestly, his grip tightening on the elder. “I love you”

“I love you too Leon” He whispers, holding him close. They didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but they had each other, and that was all they needed.

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