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“Would you like some knee pads?” Soldier Boy asked suddenly, ripping Kevin out of his thoughts. He had been spacing out for a now, not really paying attention, just sitting there and trying to keep up with everything going on. Which meant the question hit him out of nowhere, causing him to stare for a few seconds, completely thrown off.
“I’m sorry, what?” Kevin asked then, blinking as he looked at Soldier Boy like he might have misheard him. But Soldier Boy was already staring at him like he's expecting something, like Kevin did something wrong.
“You’re looking at me like you wanna suck my hog,” Soldier Boy said then, a amug look on his face as he visibly traced Kevins face. He could feel his face getting warm as he stared, not knowing where to look or what to say.
“So I’m asking you if you would like some knee pads,” Soldier Boy asked again, his expression as smug and as mean as before. Kevin just stared at him for a moment, somewhat frozen as he sat there awkwardly.
He wished he had something smart to say, something witty or funny, but his mind just went blank. He could practically feel how stupid he looked, how much the others were judging him, which made the feeling of embarrassment just grow within him.
“Leave the little guy alone, he brought me Stan Edgar,” Homelander said a moment later, defending The Deep and ensuring that he didn't have to answer. He had to admit that he was surprised but more than that, he felt excited, giddy even.
“Thank you sir,” Kevin said quickly, still happy that Homelander had defended him but the words Soldier Boy had said were still stuck in his head for the rest of the meeting.
Kevin was still thinking about it an hour later.
It’s not even like anything else from the meeting stuck with him. People talked, plans were made, Homelander said whatever he said, but none of that mattered to him. All that was left in his head was Soldier Boy’s voice, that stupid grin, the way he said what he said.
Kevin shifted on his couch then, his jaw tightening a little as the thought comes back again. Knee pads. Fucking knee pads.
He frowned to himself, shaking his head slightly as he thought about it again. He couldn't believe that Soldier Boy thought of him this way. Like, seriously? Lots of people suck dick without needing knee pads, so why would he need them? It’s not like it’s some impossible, brutal thing. It’s just normal. People do it all the time.
So why the fuck did Soldier Boy he was some pussy with weak knees?
The more he thought about it, the more it started to bother him. It wasn't just embarrassing, it almost felt like Soldier Boy was actively messing with him, like he actually thought Kevin was a joke.
Kevin’s fingers curled slightly against his arm as that thought settled in. Did Soldier Boy really think he wasn’t even tough enough for that? That he couldn't handle something like that without some type of protection?
He exhaled sharply through his nose, shifting again, more restless now as the thought started to take root in his brain. It was stupid, he knew that but still, he couldn't get rid of it. He didn't even actually care about Soldier Boy, the guy was a dick, but he couldn't handle him thinking Kevin was weak.
Because he wasn't. He wasn't weak and he definitely wasn't soft. Hell, he was the Lord of the Seven Seas, he was an original member of the Seven! So he couldn't be weak, and he wasn't, he knew he wasn't. Just because he didn't act like Soldier Boy didn't mean he was some sort of joke.
Kevin straightened a bit then, a new sense of resolve settling in his chest as he stared straight ahead. There was no way he'd let this stand, that he'd let Soldier Boy think he was weak enough to need knee pads.
He ran a hand through his hair then, thinking about when he could tell Soldier Boy off, when he could tell the guy he wasn't weak. Kevin thought about waiting until he saw him again normally but he didn't want to talk to Soldier Boy in front of others, in front of Homelander.
So, he decided to look for him. He shouldn't be with anyone currently, at least not as far as Kevin knew. Which is why he quickly stood up and walked out of his penthouse before he lost his nerve.
Kevin checked a couple of rooms and walked past quite a few people without really paying attention, his mind stuck on the fact that he needed to tell Soldier Boy that he was wrong about him. Honestly it was starting to feel stupid how much this single conversation was getting to him, how much he resented the thing Soldier Boy had said.
He wouldn't let it go though, he couldn't. So he continued to walk through the tower, checking room after room while he wished for Soldier Boy to be behind one of these doors.
Then, maybe twenty minutes later, he finally found him in an empty conference room, tucked away at the far end of some useless hallway.
The door was half open already, perfect for Kevin to slip inside before he closed the door behind him. He didn't want anyone to hear them talk, he didn't want anyone to think less of him for what might be said and he certainly didn't want Soldier Boy to run away during their conversation.
As soon as he stepped into the room he was greeted by the strong and unmistakable scent of weed hanging heavy in the air. Kevin could taste it on his tongue and feel the smoke still in the air. It made him queasy, the scent never something he had liked.
But, he ignored that. He wouldn't be in here for long if everything went to plan anyway, so what did it matter if the whole room was blue due to smoke and his nostrils burned due to the strong stench in the air?
He shook his head a little then, focusing on the supe standing in the middle of the room instead. Soldier Boy was standing not too far from the door, like he was about to leave, his posture relaxed and seemingly at ease. At least until he saw Kevin.
“What the fuck do you want?” Soldier Boy asked as soon as the door closed, his tone not hiding his obvious annoyance in the slightest. He was looking at Kevin like this was already a waste of his time, like whatever Kevin was about to say didn't matter, but it did. It did matter.
“I don’t need knee pads,” Kevin blurted out then, crossing his arms over his chest. The words came out faster than he planned, more blunt but he stuck with it, leaving the words permeating in the air. And for a moment he just stood there, arms still crossed in an attempt to make himself look more confident.
“What?” Soldier Boy asked after a pause, and he genuinely sounded like he didn't expect that to be the reason why Kevin came into this room. Kevin could see the guys brows furrow as he continued to look at Kevin, his gaze more irritated than anything else.
“Just-, what you said earlier. I don’t need knee pads,” Kevin said again, shifting his weight slightly as he did so. He kept his eyes on Soldier Boy too, even though it felt weirdly uncomfortable. He had expected the conversation to go a bit differently, had expected Soldier Boy to be more receptive but he could work with this.
“Really?” Soldier Boy said then and something in his tone had obviously changed now. It wasn't just projecting annoyance now, no, there was some sort of interest there too. He could see his moth lift a little, not quite a smile but something similar. A smirk maybe.
“Yeah,” Kevin answered almost immediately, his voice quieter but still firm enough. His grip tightened slightly where his arms were crossed, like he was holding himself in place almost. This was starting to get more uncomfortable now, especially when Soldier Boy looked him up and down like he was trying to see if Kevin would back down. Which he didn't.
“Prove it,” Soldier Boy said suddenly, his eyes back on Kevins face while his tone of voice was making it obvious he thought this was funny. There was a lightness in his voice that hadn't been there before, like this whole conversation suddenly started to interest him.
“What?” Kevin asked as soon as words left Soldier Boys mouth, his composure slipping for a second. He had uncrossed his arms without really noticing, taking a half step back before he caught himself, too surprised to properly react.
For a moment he just stared at Soldier Boy, trying to figure out if the guy was serious or if he was just messing with him again. The room suddenly started to feel smaller too, the smell thicker, and Kevin started to think he hadn't been as prepared as he though when he walked in here.
“Prove it,” Soldier Boy said again, emphasizing the words that hung in the air after. It sounded almost casual, like a challenge or a dare. His voice had that same amused edge to it from before, from earlier in the conference room. It almost sounded like Soldier Boy knew where this was going to go, but where?
“I don’t need to prove that,” Kevin spluttered, his eyes wide and his mind running a mile a minute. He straightened a bit then, trying to recover from sounding so defensive. He could already feel himself losing ground, the unimpressed look Soldier Boy was giving him only making the feeling worse.
“Well, then I don’t believe you,” Soldier Boy shrugged as he spoke, like it was that simple to dismiss Kevin. It felt like he wasn't even trying to take him seriously and Kevin could feel a new wave of what felt like shame rush through him.
Kevins mind continued to race, jumping from one thought to another. He didn't even really think about what Soldier Boy said anymore, instead he thought about what the guy thought of him. The guy obviously thought he was a joke, weak and maybe even expendable and if he thought that then he might tell Homelander about it.
But, if Soldier Boy thought he wasn't weak, if he actually respected him and thought Kevin was useful then he might put in a good word for him with Homelander.
“Okay, I’ll prove it,” Kevin said as soon as the idea settled in his mind, unsure but determined to prove himself. Still, he paused before he spoke, and he hoped Soldier Boy wouldn't take it the wrong way. He just had to convince himself a bit first.
“Seriously?” Soldier Boy asked a moment later, surprise obvious on his features. It was obvious the guy hadn't expected Kevin to agree, that he didn't think Kevin was determined enough. There was still amusement in his voice though, but it sounded like there was something else too, curiosity maybe.
“Yeah, seriously,” Kevin said quickly, sounding more sure of himself than he had before. The confidence in his voice sounded a little forced though, but it was there, and he even held eye contact with Soldier Boy this time. He wouldn't back down now, even if he doubted his decision a little.
“Have you even done this before?” Soldier Boy asked bluntly, his tone sceptical, like he already knew the answer. Kevin bristled a litte at the tone but he continued to stand his ground, no matter how embarrassed he started to feel, standing in front of Soldier Boy like this.
“No, but how hard can it be?” Kevin said, shrugging slightly. He tried to play this off a little, like it wasn't a big deal that he had no experience and it wasn't. Seriously. He also couldn't believe that he was about to do this, that he would suck Soldier Boys hog as he had said earlier. But he needed to show him he wasn't weak. He just had to, no matter what it took.
“For fucks sake, are you fucking kidding me?” Soldier Boy let out a short, disbelieving laugh, running a hand over his face like Kevin just said the dumbest thing he’s heard all day. There was irritation there, but also something sharper, like he was trying to figure out if this is a joke, like he thought Kevin was making fun of him.
“No? Why would I lie about that?” Kevin said then, frowning and a little defensive now. He seriously didn't get what the big deal was. So what if he hadn't done this before? That didn't mean he couldn't do it, that he couldn't figure it out.
A lot of chicks have sucked him off before, a lot, so hard could it be? He just needed to do what they did, move his tongue around and bop his head. Easy.
“Come on, you told me to prove it to you,” Kevin said a moment later, when it looked like Soldier Boy didn’t trust in his capabilities. There was a pause after that, awkward and silent. Kevin shifted his weight slightly, trying not to look as uncertain as he started to feel.
Soldier Boy just stared at him, his eyes narrowing a bit, as if he was reassessing the situation, like he was trying to figure out if Kevin could do this.
Kevin couldn't help but feel awkward under that look, his face getting warm just like it had before. This wasn't how he imagined this whole thing to go. He just thought he'd make his point, Soldier Boy would apologize for being a dick and then they'd be cool. Maybe even bros, but this wasn't going in that direction at all.
He wasn't even sure if he still wanted to do this, Soldier Boys gaze making him feel more and more uncomfortable the longer they stood there but he couldn't back out now.
“Fine,” Soldier Boy said finally, the word pulling Kevin out of his trance. He was surprised the guy would actually let him do this, that he'd let Kevin prove himself, even if it was like this.
“Really?” Kevin said quickly, sounding almost excited as he stares at Soldier Boy. He could feel something like relief mixed with a small amount of anxiety as he stood there. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this.
“Get over here before I change my mind,” Soldier Boy said quickly, walking over to a chair and sitting down before he looked back at Kevin who still stood in front of the door.
Soldier Boy leaned back in the chair, looking like he owned the room they were in, like this was just another thing to pass the time. His eyes stayed on Kevin the whole time, expectant now, waiting to see if he’d actually follow through.
And Kevin, to his credit, only hesitated for a second before he started movin, almost hesitantly walking toward Soldier Boy. The smell of weed and sweat getting stronger and stronger the closer he got to the guy. It wasn't great, it made his nose itch, but it wouldn't be enough to stop him either.
He could feel his chest start to tighten as he reaches the chair Soldier Boy was sitting in, could feel his nerves getting stronger as he realized how real this was getting. Still, he barely hesitated as he lowered himself down in front of Soldier Boy, he movements slower and less certain than before.
For a moment he just stayed there, on his knees in front of the guy that had made fun of him earlier. Without knee pads but unsure what to do next. His confidence from earlier had left him as soon as he realized he'd actually have to suck a cock now.
He swallowed then, glancing up at Soldier Boy briefly before he looked away again. The fact that he really hadn't done anything like this was harder to ignore now and actually started to wonder if he could pull this off.
But backing out now would be worse than doing a shit job, it would make him seem even more like a pussy and he couldn't risk that. So, he stayed there, trying to steady himself while telling himself he'd be able to do this, that he'd make it could. He was The Deep. He could fucking do this. He just had to get himself to start.
“Well? Get to it,” Soldier Boy said then, ripping Kevin out of his thought. His voice was flat now, impatient again, like Kevin was wasting his time by hesitating. He didn't move as he spoke, he just sat there, watching Kevin with a half-bored, half-amused expression.
Kevin swallowed again, his last remaining confidence cracking just slightly at the edges. Up close like this, it suddenly felt a lot more real than it did in his head a few minutes ago.
“Yes sir,” Kevin said on reflex, the word slipping out before he could think better of it, automatic and sharp. He felt his face warm up as soon as the word left his mouth, his mind screaming at him to take it back somehow but he didn't. How could he?
Soldier Boy let out a low grumble at the word though, a different reaction than Kevin had expected but he still took it as a good sign. He had to, really.
Knowing that he had done something right, or at least not wrong, gave Kevin a new sense of confidence, small but good enough to get him to move. With trembling hand he reached for Soldier Boys belt, fumbling with it a little until he found out how his stupid suit worked.
Finally, just as Kevin started to get really fucking embarrassed, he was able to open Soldier Boys suit, exposing his black boxers underneath. Then, without losing any time, Kevin pulled down Soldier Boys boxers a little, looking at the guy with gratitude when he moved a little, making it easier for him.
As he pulled out Soldier Boys cock he couldn't help but be surprised that it wasn't hard yet, not even a little. For a moment he just stared at the soft cock in his hand until he realized that he hadn't actually done anything to make it hard.
So, he spit into his right hand, cringing at the noise and the disgusted look Soldier Boy throws him, before he started to fondle the guys junk. He moved carefully, gliding his gloves hand up and down Soldier Boys cock, tracing his thumb over the tip like some brunette chick had done for him before.
“Fuck, you’re acting like a fucking virgin,” Soldier Boy said then, almost making Kevin jump. His tone was sharp, dismissive, like he'd already lost his patience. Kevin finally looked away from Soldier Boys cock then, his gaze meeting Soldier Boys.
“I told you I haven’t done this before,” Kevin said, embarrassment cursing through him and his voice coming out smaller than he intended it to.
“Listen, if you can’t-,” Soldier Boy started to say, his voice low and pressuring. It felt like he was trying to push Kevin into a corner to see what he would do, if he would push back or fold but Kevin didn't pick up on it. He focused too much on not looking weak.
“I can, okay? Just give me a minute to get in the flow,” Kevin said a moment later, his back straightening slightly as he spoke. He wanted to seem more confident, to make himself feel more confident but it didn't work; he felt just as unsure as he had before.
He straightens slightly as he says it, like forcing confidence into his posture will make it real. He nods once to himself, trying to settle the nerves that keep creeping in.
“Get to it then,” Soldier Boy demanded a moment later, no patience left in the tone now. Just expectation. So, Kevin did what he wanted him to, his gaze traveling back to Soldier Boys cock as he started to pump his fist with more vigor.
Then, finally, he saw it start to fill out, to get hard, and Kevin couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment as he watched Soldier Boys cock grow from soft to hard with just a few pumps of his fist.
The feeling of happiness left him fairly quickly however, when he saw how big Soldier Boys cock was getting. He had hoped Soldier Boy was some loser with a lot of confidence and a small dick but he had been wrong. That thing in his hand was big and girthy and Kevin couldn't help but gulp when he realized that he had to get that thing into his mouth somehow.
As he stared at the almost impressive cock in front of him he couldn't help but regret agreeing to this. There was no way it would fit in his mouth, that he'd be able to suck Soldier Boy off well enough to prove anything but he had already said he could do it.
What was he supposed to do now? Stop? Leave the room without accomplishing anything? Now way. He had to do this somehow. He had to make Soldier Boy proud; he had to make Homelander proud.
Kevin heard the flick of a lighter then, quickly followed by the smell of cigarette smoke hitting his nostrils. He scrunched his nose a little before looking up at Soldier Boy, his eyes wide and a little confused.
“Go on, kid,” Soldier Boy said then, his voice almost gentle. Kevin stiffened immediately, the word sounding wrong the second he heard it. He wasn't a kid, far from it; he was a grown man. Just because Soldier Boy was ancient didn't make Kevin a kid.
“I’m not a kid,” Kevin mumbled almost reflexively, his words quiet, sounding more like a complaint than a correction.
“Shut up and do what you came here for,” Soldier Boy said then, no hesitation in his voice. The guy wasn't even right. This wasn't what Kevin came here for, was it? He did want to show Soldier Boy he wasn't weak, but he definitely didn't think he'd do it like this.
Kevin looked back up at Soldier Boy then, seeing the impatience in his expression once again. For a moment he held his gaze, his eyes still wide as he swallowed, taking in the pinched expression on Soldier Boys face.
He looked away a few seconds later. He could feel his jaw tighten slightly as he forced himself to focus on the dick in front of him. Seeing the girthy lenght in front of him almost helped him forget the fact that Soldier Boy was still watching him.
Kevin licked his lips then, swallowing roughly as he did so. Then, before he could talk himself out of it, he stopped moving his hand and tentatively licked Soldier Boys tip, licking away the ore cum that had gathered there; just to see what it would taste like.
The bitterness surprised him, disgusted him even but Soldier Boy moaned when he did it and Kevin couldn't help but feel the same giddiness as before. He wasn't gay, obviously, but he could still be happy about making the father of his boss feel like this, couldn't he? It would be worth it in the end, he was sure of it; especially if he did well.
So, having a new wave of confidence rush him, Kevin licked Soldier Boys tip again, ignoring the bitterness sticking to his tongue as he did so a few more times. He explored it a little, licking along Soldier Boys slit and feeling another wave of happiness when he heard Soldier Boy groan again.
But, he knew he couldn't do this the whole time and he also knew that this would be easier to suck him off if Soldier Boys cock was wet. At least he thought so. The chicks he'd been with always tried to get him wet, so it was probably true.
So, he let spit accumulate on his tongue before he dragged it along the underside of Soldier Boys cock. The guy moaned again as he did so, blowing out another cloud of smoke at the same time. The smoke irritated Kevin a little but he wouldn't say anything about it; he didn't want to make Soldier Boy angry or anything.
He traced his tongue along the veins of Soldier Boys cock, trying to press his tongue against every inch of it. He was starting to find a rhythm then, his tongue gliding along the girthy dick and licking at his tip.
"Didn't think you had it in you," Soldier Boy said then, his voice deeper and lower then before and Kevin could feel another wave of giddiness wash over him at the words. He knew he could do this, that he could prove himself to Soldier Boy.
He took the tip of Soldier Boys cock in his mouth a second later, swirling his tongue around the tip just like a chick would, sighing when Soldier Boy let out another groan muffled by the bud of his cigarette.
"Watch the teeth," Soldier Boy grumbled immediately but Kevin didn't think he hit Soldier Boy with his teeth. He thought he was doing well actually, but maybe he just hadn't been careful enough, something he definitely needed to fix if he wanted Soldier Boys approval.
So, he consciously tried to keep his teeth from hitting the hot lenght in his mouth as he bobbed his head up and down the first few inches of Soldier Boys cock. He gripped Soldier Boys thighs as he did so, almost instinctively, and for a moment he was scared Soldier Boy might not like that, but the guy didn't even react.
Kevin glanced up at Soldier Boy again then, seeing him lean his head back against the chair, he could see the cigarette dangling from his mouth and he felt proud of himself for being good, for getting this right on his first try.
Then, Soldier Boy looked at him, taking another deep drag of his cigarette before he flicked the bud away and blew out the smoke. Kevin had to admit that the guy looked badass, that the guy was attractive in a weird, old guy way, but he pushed that thought away as soon as he felt a hand on the back of his head.
"I'm gonna help you along a little yeah? Teach you how to do this right," Soldier Boy said slowly, looking Kevin in the eyes as he spoke. Kevin tried to answer, to agree, but the words came out garbles around Soldier Boys cock.
Not even a second later he felt Soldier Boys second hand grab his head as well, both hands burying themselves into his short hair. Kevin looked back at Soldier Boy, trying to gage his expression but before he saw anything he felt Soldier Boys hands pushing him down on his cock.
At first Kevin wanted to push against them, just because he didn't think he was ready to take more of Soldier Boy in his mouth but he didn't, he just tightened his grip on Soldier Boys thighs and moved his tongue as much as he could. He needed to make this good after all, even if he didn't think he was ready.
He could hear Soldier Boy moan above him, could see his pupils darken as sweat started to build on his forehead and Kevin couldn't help but feel proud of himself again.
Soldier Boy moved his head down deeper then, causing him to choke and push away slightly, instinctively, but he didn't get far before Soldier Boys grip in his hair tightened, growing almost painful.
"You got this, kid, just breathe through your nose and let me use you, yeah?" Soldier Boy sounded breathy and Kevin tried to nod, blinking the tears away as he forced himself to breathe through his nose. Soldier Boy gave him a few seconds, something Kevin was grateful for, before the guy started moving again.
He didn't build it up this time, forcing Kevins head down until his nose was practically buried in his pubes before he pulled him up again.
Kevin choked every time the guys cock hit the back of his throat, every time Soldier Boy forced his head down. He could feel tears running down his cheeks and spit run down his chin as he stared at Soldier Boy who looked right back at him.
Kevin tried to look away after a moment, the eye contact making him feel uncomfortable, embarrassed even, but Soldier Boy pulled his hair as soon as he did so.
"Don't you dare look away from me," Soldier Boy demanded, his voice deep and leaving no room for argument. Kevin just moaned in agreement, looking at Soldier Boy through tear soaked lashes.
Soldier Boy groaned at Kevins response, moving even faster than before, forcing his cock down Kevins throat again and again, not even giving him a second to breathe between each thrust.
It was painful. His throat was scratchy and his scalp was burning but Kevin couldn't say he hated it. He still wasn't gay, but he thrived knowing that Soldier Boy liked this, that he was actually proving to be valuable.
"I'm gonna shoot my load down your throat and you're gonna drink it, you hear me," Soldier Boy said then, his hands tightened and his movements growing more erratic, more painful. Kevin was barely able to blink, unable to move his head with the vice grip Soldier Boy had on him.
He wanted to tell the guy not to do that, that he didn't want to swallow his cum, that that was going a bit far for him, but he couldn't. The only noises coming from him were garbled moans and the wet sound of Soldier Boys cock moving in and out of his mouth.
Soldier Boy groaned then, his body tensing as he pulled Kevins head as close as possible, burying each and every inch of his cock in his throat. Kevin could feel Soldier Boys cum hit the back of his throat only a moment later, a feeling that disgusting and delighted him at the same time.
For a moment he hoped Soldier Boy would let go of him then, but he didn't, he just held him there as he breathed heavily and stared at Kevin who still felt like choking. Not to mention that it started to get significantly harder for him to breathe.
"I told you to drink it," Soldier Boy reminded him, staring at Kevins tear streaked face with something Kevin couldn't name. Kevin still didn't want to, but his chest was starting to burn and his eyes filled with tears once again, making it harder to see the somewhat smug expression on Soldier Boys face.
Still unable to move his head Kevin forced himself to try and swallow around the slowly softening lenght in his mouth, ignoring how weird it felt as he did so. He was still choking on it though, his throat convulsing in a way that made it hard to swallow anything but he tried anyway.
"Now lick it clean and put it back, will you?" Soldier Boy said a moment later, when he was satisfied, but he still didn't let go of Kevins head. At least he wasn't pressing his face into his pubes anymore, something Kevin deeply appreciated.
Kevin moved his head as soon as he felt Soldier Boys grip softening, dragging his tongue along the soft cock as he did so. His chest was still burning and his face was still wet with tears and spit but at least he could breathe again, even if not much.
He could taste the cum that was still clinging to Soldier Boys dick as he traced his tongue around it, trying to gather every single drop. It didn't take long for him to do so, didn't take long for him to lick the last trace of semen off of Soldier Boys tip before the guy finally let him go.
Kevin could see a string of salvia connecting his mouth to Soldier Boys dick a second before he started coughing, his body convulsing as his lungs forced him to take in copious amounts of air.
He forced himself to stop coughing after a moment, he couldn't seem weak now, not after what he just did. So, he ignored the lump in his throat and the way his lungs were still burning alongside his throat and carefully put Soldier Boys back into his boxers before he closed the suit around it.
He dropped his arms as soon as he was done, his shoulders and his knees aching as he continued to kneel on the ground for a few second. He just needed to catch his breath for a moment, he needed to wait just a moment until he felt less unsteady.
It didn't take long until he felt good enough to stand up, wiping his face as he did so. He barely had time to be disgusted when he saw the mixture of spit and cum clinging to his glove before Soldier Boy spoke again.
“You should take care of that before you go anywhere,” Soldier Boy said while pointing at Kevins crotch causing him to freeze immediately. He could feel the embarrassment burning on his face as he looked down on himself and realizes that he had a fucking boner. It caught him off guard for a moment, he hadn't expected to get hard from sucking cock after all. But he recovered quickly, moving his hands in front of his boner in an attempt to curb the embarrassment still clinging to him.
“I will, I-,” Kevin tried to explain himself, to tell Soldier Boy this wasn't what it looked like, but he stumbled over the words.
“I don’t wanna hear it,” Soldier Boy dismissed him quickly, obviously done with whatever had just happened. Kevin could see him reach for another cigarette, his gaze not once finding Kevin who continued to stand there, unmoving and hands still covering his boner.
“You did better than expected,” Soldier Boy said after a moment, lightning his cigarette as he spoke. The guy sounded condescending but he also sounded honest which was good enough for Kevin. He could feel his posture shift slightly as he felt a new sense of happiness, the tension in his shoulders easing just a bit.
“Really? Thank you-,” Kevin started, the words coming almost too quickly. He didn't even know why he spoke at all, it just felt like he had to say something, like the sliver of approval Soldier Boy had shown him needed to be acknowledged.
“Sure hope you keep that energy next time,” Soldier Boy interrupted him, his tone smug as he took a drag of his cigarette.
“Next time?” Kevin asked immediately, his new found confidence slipping once again, replaced with uncertainty as he tried to understand what Soldier Boy meant.
“Thought you wanted to prove yourself?” Soldier Boy said a moment later, his tone mean and condescending once again. He said it like it was obvious, like Kevin had agreed to this from the start and honestly? He couldn't even remember if he did or not. He didn't think he did.
“Yes, but-,” Kevin started to speak but he hesitated. He didn't know what to say. He did want to prove himself, didn't he? He wanted Soldier Boy to like him enough to put in a good word for him with Homelander. So maybe he should do this again.
“Then you’ll do this again for me, won’t you?” Soldier Boy asked again, his tone of voice unreadable for Kevin who just stared at the guy. Soldier Boy sounded like there was no other option except to agree, like Kevin didn't have a choice, like the choice had already been made.
“I-, yes?” Kevin answered after a moment, sounding a little unsure. He felt a little out of it, like his mind was still trying to catch up with what just happened.
“Good. You’ll know when I need you. Now go and take care of your fish dick,” Soldier Boy said then, his tone dismissive. He turned away at the end of his sentence too, making it clear that he was finished with this conversation.
“It’s not-,” Kevin tried to speak anyway, to defend his manhood but Soldier Boy glared at him as soon as the first words left his mouth, making him stop talking almost immediately.
“Yes sir, thank you,” Kevin said instead, voice quiet. Then, only hesitating for a moment, he turned around to leave.
Kevin practically ran out of the room and into his own, thanking every god in existence that no one had seen him. As soon as he entered his room he ran toward his next floor lenght mirror, taking in the state he was in with disgust.
He could see tear streaks on his face, could see how red his face was and how swollen his lips were. And, worst of all, he could see his boner, still pressing against his suit. He couldn't believe that he actually got hard from blowing Soldier Boy, that his body would betray him like that.
Even worse was that Soldier Boy wanted him to do it again, that he wanted Kevin to suck his cock every time he needed a bit of relief. But, as he stood there he realized that was a good thing. It meant he did well, that he did good enough for Soldier Boy to want him again.
That meant he succeeded. He had shown Soldier Boy he wasn't weak, he had proven that he could handle himself, that he was useful. Kevin could feel his dick twitch as these thought ran through his head, could feel it strain against the suit until it became uncomfortable.
Without thinking he got out of his suit, happy he always went commando just in case. He sighed in relief as his cock sprang free and started to jerk off in front of the mirror, his grip tightening when he thought about Soldier Boy calling him into another empty room.
Kevin came quickly, the thought of Soldier Boys approval enough to push him over the edge.