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Who: Sword, Sen [unfinished log]
When: Daytime
Where: Rec room, then some random passageway
What: Sen tries to win Sword back
Rating: NC-17



Sword sat back on a chair in the rec room shuffling a deck of cards, looking terribly bored.

The rec room was becoming a second home to Sen. Boredom was eating away at him. He glanced around the room, eyes falling on Sword. He let out a sigh, half tempted to turn around and walk away. He crossed the room, sitting on the chair at the next table, picking up the cards there.

Sword ignored him completely and continued shuffling.

Sen laid his cards out for a game of solitaire. "No Sam today?"

"Not at the moment," Sword murmured.

Sen gave a nod, placing a card down. He watched Sword for a moment, feeling a tightness in his chest. "... Can we talk?"

"About what?"

Sen shrugged. "There's a lot that needs to be said. I know you've moved on, and I'm happy for you, but there's a lot of stuff that's been left unsaid." He paused, tapping a card against the table lightly. "I screwed up. I know it's my fault, and I know I blew it. I'm an idiot. But, I want you to know I'm thankful for everything you did for me, I'd never have survived without you." He let out a sigh. "Oh! Here. This is for you." He put his hand in his pocket, pulling out a bundle of notes. "To replace your stash. It's not all there... I'll give you the rest when I have it."

Sword took the money and put it in his pocket. He stood, "You make it seem like we broke up out of a relationship. We were never in a relationship, Sen. Just in a contract, nothing more. So there was nothing to move on from and nothing that was left unsaid." Sword's eyes were cold, "you'd have to be an idiot to think that our contract was anything more."

Sword's words stung, and despite his best efforts to look unaffected, the hurt showed in his eyes. In fact he looked absolutely crushed, tears starting to form in his eyes. Sen stood too, brushing his hands on his jeans. "... So yeah... I'll get that money to you when I can... Oh, and Sword. Some guys are stirring - got their eye on your spot. Be careful, okay?"

Sword nodded, "Yeah I know. Got some men looking into it." He turned to Sen, "And stop crying like a little bitch." He said coldly.

Sen gritted his teeth, scowling at Sword's comment, before suddenly lunging at the other man, shoving him into the wall. But the expected punch never followed. Instead he grabbed hold of Sword's wrists - mainly to try and prevent him for reaching for one of his infamous shivs, crushing his lips to the other man's in a hot, hard, violent kiss; displaying a fierce dominance Sen had never shown before. He slipped his knee between Sword's legs, rubbing it against his groin. He knew this was a stupid idea, that Sword could (and probably would) kill him with ease, but he was acting purely on impulse.

Sword pushed Sen away with great force, "What the fuck are you doing!?"

Sen shoved Sword back. "What does it look like I'm doing?! You don't listen to words so maybe actions will get stuff through your thick skull!! You're so bothered about yourself and getting what you want that you're blind to everyone else. Is it really so hard to see that it's always been more than a contract to me?!"

Sword shook his head, "What gives you the idea that I give a fuck about what anything is to you?"

Sen grabbed Sword's wrists again. "Because I think in some small way you feel the same but you're too proud and too stubborn to admit it to anyone, including yourself!"

"I think you're delusional."

Sen kept hold of Sword's wrists "Am I? Can you honestly say that all those times we slept together meant nothing?" He sighed. "You let me into your bed and not just for sex, you didn't push me away after, all the nights we've spent in the same bed, cuddled up - they mean nothing?"

Sword shrugged, "I was cold."

"I don't believe that. I know you felt something." He didn't realise his nails were digging into Sword's skin slightly.

"I felt nothing but physical pleasure, Sen. Don't make it out to be more than it was. God! You're just like Norman."

"He warned me. He warned me not to fall in love with you. I thought it was stupid advice, 'I'm not gay, I won't fall in love with someone like Sword' I told myself. Yet here I am. You made a fag out of me after all." His grip tightened. "Come back to me. Even if it is just physical... Come back to me. The sex was good, why give it up?"

"'Cause the sex is better with Sam," He said and removed Sen's hand from his wrist.

"I can get better. I can be whatever you need me to be."

"Why does it matter?"

"Because I want to be near you. Is that really so hard to understand?"

Sword considered this for a moment, his mouth twisted in thought, "Alright. Let's see what new tricks you've learned."

Sen nodded and knelt down in front of Sword. Had he really learnt any new tricks? The tricks he'd learnt weren't really ones he could do to Sword without being killed on the spot. But if this was his only chance, he'd take whatever he could get. He unfastened Sword's pants, slipping his hand inside to free his cock.

Sword grabbed his wrist, "Not here, idiot."

"Why not? Being in public never bothered you before." Sen sighed and stood, grabbing Sword's hand. "Come on."

"Not where there are guards," He rolled his eyes, "Do you want to get thrown into solitary?"

Sen nibbled the inside of his lip. "Would keep me away from Spider - he gets out today." He kept hold of Sword's hand, almost dragging him out of the rec room, down a corridor.

Sword followed, "Spider wouldn't have been a problem if you never broke the contract."

Sen frowned. "He wouldn't have been a problem if I'd let him fuck me instead of stabbing him..." He turned into a passageway, pulling Sword in with him.

"Why didn't you?"

"I don't sleep with just anyone." The passageway wasn't particularly wide, but there was just enough room for two people. Sen knelt down in front of Sword once more.

"Sure," he rolled his eyes.

"I don't." He was tempted to say 'I haven't slept with anyone since we broke up' but it wasn't entirely true. He freed Sword's length, rolling it between his fingers, giving it a few strokes.

"If you say so," Sword responded and then waited to see if Sen could offer him things Sam couldn't.

Sen knew his chances of giving Sword the best orgasm of his life weren't very high. He just wasn't good enough. But if this was his only chance, he'd grab it with both hands and not let it slip away. He leaned in a little, licking at the head of Sword's cock lightly. He took a sigh, relaxing his throat muscles before swallowing Sword's entire length without warning.

Sword leaned against the wall and watched Sen. He left one leg and rested his foot on the wall across from them.

Sen bobbed his head, humming around Sword's length. Each time he pulled his head back, he let his tongue snake over Sword's cock, flicking against the underside.

Sword let out soft moans and sounds. He was enjoying it, but it wasn't anything spectacular.

Sen pulled his head away, taking Sword's length in his hand, before moving his mouth to take one of Sword's balls in his mouth, rolling his tongue around it.

Sword's moans got a little louder and he leaned his back back a little.

Sen continued to swirl his tongue around Sword's balls, his free hand snaking down to trace along his taint.

Sword growled a warning as Sen's fingers were too close to where they were never allowed to venture.

Sen pulled his head back slightly. "Relax. I haven't got a death wish." He traced his fingers forward along his taint, to his balls, then to the base of his cock.

Sword rolled his eyes, "I thought you were gonna try to convince me to let you stick around?"

"Yeah... I'm trying. Shoving my fingers up your ass isn't really the best way to do that. Though, you'd probably be pleasantly surprised at what you'd feel." He took Sword's length back in his mouth, humming around him.


"I doubt that."

Sen settled back on his knees, reaching into his pocket pulling out a condom foil. He tore it open carefully, taking the condom out.

Sword watched Sen's movement carefully.

Sen proceeded to put the condom on Sword, taking it into his mouth again, gagging a little at the taste of spermicide.

"Well? You gonna bend over or what?"

Sen didn't reply. He pulled his head away once he had got the condom wet enough with saliva. He stood and turned around, unfastening his pants as he did so. He shoved his pants and boxers down around his ankles, slipping one foot out of the leg hole so he could spread his legs further

Sword moved behind Sen and thrust inside him without warning.

Sen gritted his teeth to fight back the intense pain at being entered so suddenly. He was tight. Very tight. He had only been entered once since he and Sword broke up. He squeezed his eyes shut in pain and discomfort. He rested his hands on the wall in front of him to steady himself, forcing his body to relax.

Sword began thrusting into Sen hard and rough, obviously not caring about the other.

Sen stared at a mark on the wall, focusing on it intently. Keeping his fingers spread against the wall. He panted hard, squeezing tight around Sword's length.

Sword suddenly stopped his thrusts and sighed heavily.

Sen rested his weight on his hands. Staring at the ground. "...Bored already?"

"You're not doing anything."

"I thought you liked your partners to lay there and take it like the bitch they are..."

Sword growled and pulled out, "Fuck it." He took the condom off and tucked himself back into his pant, doing them up again. HE turned and started to leave.

Sen grabbed his wrists to stop he leaving. "I'm sorry. Come on, you need release, and I need your sex. Please?"

"There’s nothing you can offer me, Sen. It's mechanical. It's just the same old shit. You suck me off, I fuck you and it's done. Just the same old shit."

"There must be something... What is it you want, if it's not a good fuck?" He kept a tight hold of Sword's wrists, standing in front of him, half naked and harder than he had been in ages. He let go of Sword wrists to slide his hands into the man's hair, massaging his scalp lightly. "Please don't give up on me yet."

Sword rolled his eyes, "I don't know. Something different."

"Then why won't you bottom to me? To anyone? It's not the sign of weakness you seem to think it is, and it feels good." He sighed and continued to work his fingers through Sword's hair. "If that's not what you want, then what? Different positions? Different places? It'll get boring with whoever you do it with if it's the same thing all the time."

Sword's eyes darkened, "I'll be dead before I let anyone top me." He growled, "And I don't know. But I don't want you just standing there taking it."

Sen sighed, keeping hold of Sword's hair. "Okay, okay. Then go sit or kneel on the floor - whichever's comfiest for you."

Sword raised an eyebrow and sat.

Sen kicked his pants at Sword. "There should be another condom in there somewhere if you want one."

Sword rolled his eyes and searched the pockets bringing out the condom, "If you don't have sex, why do you carry these around?"

"Because I can get a good amount of candy by trading them." Sen knelt down straddling Sword's lap.

"I see."

"I like sugar. What can I say?" He leaned in, biting gently just below Sword's jaw. "Ya know... I tried to get you the sun, but Mutou was a jackass and refused." He took the condom from Sword, opening the packet before putting it on the other, giving him a few strokes to coax him back to full hardness. He shifted a little, before settling down on the man's length, gritting his teeth a little.

Sword rested his hands on Sen's hips and drew in a deep breath at the tightness.

Sen panted slightly, forcing his body to relax, before starting to move, using Sword's shoulders for leverage to lift himself almost all the way off Sword's length before settling back down again.