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It was a particularly gloomy Wednesday morning, and the thick clouds blanketing the sky caused a grey light to cast down. Morning coffee had been made and drank, yet the energy within Robotnik's lab remained gloomy, as well. Unfortunately for him, sapping the government's funding meant having to play nice with them as well.
Stone turned the Doctor's swivel chair around so they could face each other. "We have to go now, Doctor. I like it as much as you do," he said, as Robotnik rolled his eyes and clacked his tongue dramatically, "but this meeting is mandatory. We can't keep missing these."
Robotnik breathed out heavily through his nose, deflating a little before mischievous gears started to turn behind his eyes. "No," Stone started, as gloved hands came to rest on his chest then began trailing down, "no- no, no we aren't doing this again-" he spoke quickly, grabbing Robotnik's wrists before they trailed lower than his waistband. Robotnik huffed again, looking overtly annoyed as he pulled his wrists away and crossed his arms. "You never used to deny me things, Stone," he complained as he slammed his back against his chair in an overtly dramatic fashion.
Stone laughed quietly. They'd been together for well over a year now, settling into such a comfortable rhythm and routine that suited the both of them oh so well. "And I'd love to continue not denying you, Doctor, but last time you bargined with me like this I had to clean up the damage through sweet talking for a week, you know the high-ranking idiots are fed up with us missing meetings like these."
Robotnik rolled his eyes again, but still gladly met Stone's lips as he gave him a quick kiss. He tried to follow Stone further for more as he pulled away, only to be met with two of Stone's fingers resting gently on his lips as a response. Stone began to speak- likely something reassuring, Robotnik was sure- but he preferred to hear the quiet gasp Stone let out when he then took those two fingers into his mouth instead.
"Doctor-!" Stone started, as Robotnik began running his tongue on the underside of his index and middle, the breath leaving his response when those lustful, dark piercing eyes then looked up to meet his. Slowly, Stone began moving his fingers in and out as Robotnik sucked on them, breath hitching as he drew a quiet moan out of the Doctor. He went faster, reveling in the slick heat and staggered breaths, leaning in closer involuntarily to draw it all in. It wasn't until Stone felt a hand on his thigh that he suddenly snapped out of it and withdrew, much to the Doctor's chagrin.
"We- we have to go," Stone said hurriedly, turning away, back now facing the Doctor. Robotnik began to complain, before pausing as he noticed Stone raise his hand and put those same two fingers he had just been so preoccupied with in his own mouth. He breathed out shakily, not making eye contact. Robotnik broke into a wicked smile.
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Ludicrous, asinine, derisible, cretinous- Stone got to hear the spiel of adjectives Robotnik used to describe the meeting they had to attend for what must have been the fifth time during the drive. He was in considerably a much better mood since their earlier interaction.
Stone was driving an unmarked, black government vehicle to 'another concrete clownhouse full of trained monkeys' (the Doctor's words) as thunder rumbled in ths distance, but it still had yet to start raining. He smiled fondly listening to the mad doctor's tirade, sparing him a glance at every stoplight to see his dramatic flourish as he spoke with his hands.
They reached their destination, and Stone parallel parked in front of the building. It was inconspicuous, as most government buildings were, set back from the road and mostly obscured by intentionly planted conifer trees. Somehow, with the sun blocked out, it looked even greyer.
"-and worst of all, these airheaded imbeciles need a second delineation of my flawless prototype they asked for!" Robotnik finished, coming full circle on their reason for being there today. Apparently, the medal adorned fools hadn't found the Doctor's perfect explanation of his latest project to be dumbed down enough for their minuscule brains to grasp, so they had asked for a second go around on the presentation. Not optional. Robotnik required.
"Think on the bright side, Doctor," Stone began as he opened the car door and began to step out, "no funding is on the line, nothing truly important. You can go as harshly on these idiots as you'd like, and I'll happily translate for you."
When that garnered no response, Stone looked to see Robotnik with his arms crossed, clearly no intent to move. Childish, but strangely endearing. Stone walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door for him and Robotnik sighed, swinging his long legs out and striding to lean against the side of the car, arms crossed and expression moody.
"I could be working on something seriously time critical right now, like the circuit upgrade on the damn drone prototype they have me here explaining to them like infants!" He huffed.
Stone smiled softly, amused. "For someone who thinks this is so time critical, you seem to be in absolutely no hurry to go get this over with."
Robotnik's brow furrowed. "Remember when you used to be quiet? And obedient?" he snapped, but without any real bite to his words. Not denying anything, then, so Stone simply chuckled in response.
Robotnik scowled and turned, pulling open the rear car door and ducking inside, and falling across the row of seats on his back. For a brief second he quirked his smile, thinking he'd gotten away and ended the argument. His cocky little smirk faded fast as Stone bent down ever so slightly to cover the entire entrance he had ducked through. Stone wore a smirk that had mirrored Robotnik's own, and a dark glint in his eye.
Robotnik barely had time to react before Stone lunged forward, pulling the car door shut behind him as he pinned Robotnik down to the seats effortlessly with his weight and his hand on his thigh. Robotnik grabbed at Stone's forearm with his left, other hand above his own head resting on the car door behind him.
They paused. Chests heaved slightly as their intense stares bore into each other.
"Tell me again what happened to getting this over with so you could get back to work?" Stone inquired, a mischievous tone in his voice.
"You'll have to drag me in there," Robotnik hissed, squinting at Stone as they stared at each other in silence a moment longer.
Suddenly- Robotnik twisted, attempting to grab at the door handle behind him. Stone effortlessly grabbed both his wrists (which Robotnik had so conveniently put close together by trying to escape, anyhow) and pinned them above his head.
Robotnik scoffed indignantly. "Let me go, agent."
"How can I drag you inside if I don't have a good grip on you?" Stone questioned, smiling innocently.
Robotnik snorted, straining his wrists against Stone's clearly unmoving hands. "You're so stubborn today, so argumentative!" He squinted slightly, starting to smirk, "Why don't you direct a bit more of that energy into making me move?"
Stone was very quickly losing the battle to get to this meeting on time. As much as he'd hated to admit it, Robotnik had moved their little chess game into check earlier, and he was awfully close to pulling Stone directly into a checkmate. All it took was Robotnik rolling his hips up to meet Stone on top of him for Stone to cant forward and meet the man underneath him's lips.
Stone shifted his grip on Robotnik's hands so he held both wrists with only one, then moved his other hand to Robotnik's jaw. Robotnik bit at Stone's lower lip and Stone turned his head to deepen the kiss, their tongues slotting into the familar bliss of each other.
The deeply moody sky began to open, and the sound of rain pattered against the car roof. Slow at first, but building intensity, much like the two men in the backseat who were starting to be very late to their meeting.
Stone moved his hand that wasn't occupied holding Robotnik's wrists to his own tie, loosening it and sliding it off. He broke the kiss with the Doctor which earned him an annoyed whine. Stone started to grind his hips downward to keep him occupied- which Robotnik seemed to find satisfactory- while he tied his tie around Robotnik's wrists to hold them in place. Once finished, Robotnik strained his wrists to test the knot, but was unable to break it.
"This seems counterintuitive to making me move," he teased, strands of hair starting to fall over his forehead. "do you have further plans for me here, Stone?"
Stone gritted his teeth as he began to unbuckle his belt, uncomfortably hard in his tailored dress pants. "You tell me I'm so disobedient, and yet..." he leaned in again so he was an inch away from Robotnik's face, who was fiendishly smiling, "you still always get what you want."
Robotnik simply laughed. "and what I want is for you to fuck me so hard this car shakes, so why don't you get on with it, agent?" He stared happily as Stone slipped out of his briefs and then began working on Robotnik's own belt, also unbuttoning his shirt so he could press a few open-mouthed kisses down his torso.
Stone mumbled something about being lucky the car had such darkly tinted windows, which only earned another laugh out of the Doctor. Once freed from his briefs, Robotnik squirmed impatiently with the new lack of pressure as Stone sat back on his knees, appreciating the sight of the bound man beneath him. Stone then leaned back forward and inserted his right index, middle and ring fingers into Robotnik's mouth, thrusting into it as he licked greedily.
"This is more like how you wanted earlier to go, hmm?" Stone purred lowly, spitting into his other hand and gripping their cocks together. They found a rhythm quickly, grinding into each other while drool begin to drip lewdly down Robotnik's chin. Stone withdrew his fingers from Robotnik's mouth, moving to finger him instead. Taking no mercy, he pushed all three in at once, smiling. Robotnik moaned, surprised, and arched his back, eyes rolling. He reveled in the spike of pain from being stretched so quickly, ever the masochist he was.
"Just go on and fuck me already, Stone!" Robotnik gasped as he leaned his head back and gritted his teeth, bucking his hips down onto Stone's fingers.
Stone chuckled, a deep and sultry thing that sent a shiver down Robotnik's spine. He leaned his face a little closer so eye contact was nearly unavoidable.
"Not quite sure you're in the position to be making demands here, Doctor," he said as he smiled, a deceptively warm look for the current situation.
Robotnik made a surprised sound. "You just told me I get whatever I want!" he grew increasingly indignant in tone as Stone just smiled wider- "you take orders from me!" He glared at the man above him, still panting as Stone continued to finger him relentlessly.
"Mhm," Stone leaned in so his mouth was directly next to Robotnik's ear. Voice gravely and low, he continued, "and yet, you always love the power trip I get on whenever I have you begging."
Robotnik's breath hitched in his throat and his back began to arch instinctively before he stubbornly forced himself to stay still, but not before Stone could notice. He pulled his fingers out, moving his hand to Robotnik's hip and positioning himself so he could just rest the head of his cock against Robotnik's entrance.
"And, not to mention," Stone said as he moved his other hand to push against Robotnik's tie-bound wrists again, pulling back a little so he could look him in the eye. With a knowing glint and a teasing tone to his voice, he said, "I left your control gloves on, letting you take control of the situation if you wanted to, and yet, you still choose to beg?"
Robotnik turned a shade of red most likely new to science. Simply the latest of his incredible contributions, really. He breathed in hard through his nose, scrunching it up as he screwed his eyes shut tight.
As he breathed back out slowly through his mouth, he muttered, "God, Stone, I fucking love when you drop your voice that low," he relaxed his face slightly and opened his eyes, looking up as to still not make eye contact. "fucking christ, I need you to fuck me so bad- god damn it-" he shut his eyes tight again.
Stone smiled impossibly wider, moving his hips slightly as to slide against Robotnik but not to penetrate him. Robotnik sucked in a loud breath through his teeth.
Stone's message was loud and clear. Beg. And who was Robotnik to refuse? His last traces of dignity began to slip as he continued to speak without a word from Stone.
"You and that god damn voice," he seethed as he squirmed, Stone pulling back slightly as Robotnik attempted to thrust down onto him, "I want you- I need you to fuck me hard, Agent," he sighed and opened his eyes, finally, staring directly into Stone's. His deep red eyes met Stone's dark, velvety brown ones.
"It feels so god damn good when you fuck me, Stone." he stated honestly, and that was enough. The eye contact, the Doctor swearing so profusely (Stone had to admit seeing the regularly so elegantly spoken man devolve like that did something to him), or a mix of just how damn badly he wanted it broke Stone down much earlier than he intended. He thrust in slowly, becoming enveloped in the tight heat. As he bottomed out, he tipped his head back in bliss as he soaked in the long moan of the man beneath him.
"Fuck," Robotnik muttered, allowing his back to arch fully this time. Stone pulled back out slowly before beginning to set a fairly fast pace, quickly losing any hope he had for playing more of a long game. Eveything about Robotnik was just so god damn perfect, he thought, taking in the sight of the Doctor whom he loved so intensely. Panting and moaning, bare chested but with that button up and coat he always wore still on, falling off his frame like a black and red waterfall.
Robotnik's fingers curled where they were still above his head. He worked with Stone's rhythm, moving his hips down to meet his cock as he penetrated him harder. "Fuck, yes, Stone-" Robotnik hissed through his teeth as Stone peppered biting kisses to his stubbled jaw. He moved his hands up and down Robotnik's torso, gripping his hips, sliding his palms over his stomach, circling his nipples with his fingertips.
Suddenly trying to seem indignant again, but with no real bite to his tone, Robotnik scoffed, "since when were you such a sadist, Agent?" he said, more breathy than he intended.
Stone laughed. Robotnik started to huff, quickly interrupted by a gasp and moan when Stone thrust particularly hard. Bastard.
"Since you showed me how much of a masochist you were back at that hotel in Bali," Stone reminisced, "surely you must remember?" He rested his forehead against Robotnik's, adopting a brutal pace, pulling all the way out before thrusting back in forcefully.
Oh, Robotnik remembered alright. He had run off in a tizzy, away from Stone's protection, and had gotten himself stabbed in the abdomen before Stone could catch up and redistribute the perpetrator's guts onto the concrete. A couple days of healing and another narrow escape later, they had found themselves absolutely pumped up on adrenaline and in an awfully compromising position. Stone fucked him hard, and as they began to reach their climaxes, Robotnik had asked Stone to press his hand down on the bandages covering his stab wound. Stone had resisted at first, but once he did, lightly at first then firmly, Robotnik had screamed and come almost immediately. A whole new door of deeply locked away sadistic tendencies had unlocked for Stone that day, mirroring the Doctor's own.
Robotnik groaned, taking delight in the memory as Stone traced his fingers over the scar of that very stab wound. He gasped as Stone then dug his fingernails into his skin. "Haven't you punished me enough for running off back then?" He questioned, no actual intent of getting Stone to stop.
"No," Stone answered, matter-of-factly, "I'll have to keep punishing you more for that but, ah- now is not the time." he stumbled over his words, "Ivo, god damn it, I'm close-!"
"Finish inside me, agent, don't you dare stop," he strained his wrists again, "-and touch me, god damn it!"
Stone, entirely forgetting his facade of control, obliged quickly and began stroking the doctor in tandem with his own thrusts, dragging his thumb over the tip just the way he knew the Doctor liked. It didn't take much longer until his rhythm staggered a bit as he slammed himself to the hilt inside the doctor and came in waves, jerking his hips as he rode through the nearly unbearable pleasure. He didn't stop moving the hand that gripped the Doctor, either, and the hot sensation of being filled along with Stone's glorious noises led to him following soon after, spilling over his own bare chest.
Stone leaned over, bracing himself on his elbows on either side of Robotnik as they both tried to catch their breath. Sweaty, disheveled, and most certainly not presentable in any way, shape, or form.
After a long minute, Robotnik sighed deeply. "Do we still have to go to the meeting?"
"No, not if you don't want to." Stone said as he straighted up a little, carding his fingers through Robotnik's mussed hair and leaning back to start to pull out.
A mischievous glint re-entered Robotnik's eyes. "We should have been there on the dot to get this over and done with! Chop chop!" He finally lowered his bound hands from over his head and used them to push Stone away from him as he sat up.
Stone smiled fondly. Things never got dull around his doctor.