Here We Go Again
by mardel
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"Four years, Fawkes it's been four years are you happy?" Hobbes yelled at his partner
and slammed the door to his office. 

Darien just stood there in the middle of the hall staring unbelievingly at Bobby's door. 
That wasn't possible. There was no way some one like Hobbes had gone that long with
out... with out getting laid. 
What do you mean someone like Hobbes? 
Some one like Bobby, smooth with the ladies, in control in tough situations. 
And? 
A stand up guy, a man you can count on. Darien told himself. 
Aren't there a few more adjectives you could use to describe him?
No
There are you know there are, how about built?
Well yeah, Bobby has a strong solid build. Darien admitted.
He's got a sexy as hell deep voice too.
Yeah, Hobbes does have a great voice, especially when he gets angry. Darien remembered.
Keep going.
He's caring, and thoughtful. 
No, his physical attributes.
He's got a great ass. Darien grinned at his train of thoughts. 
Yeah, now you're on the right path...
He's got this great profile, and a mouth that just makes my knees go weak. 
Darien allowed his train of thought free rein. 

I have to do something. Hobbes is hurting and I have to help him. Thinking about him
like the next item on my menu, isn't going to help him. Darien took a deep breath and
knock on his partner's door. 

"Go away." Bobby didn't look up when Darien entered his office. 

"No, you need to talk to someone about this." Darien took a seat in the only other 
chair in the room. 

"I don't want to talk about it." Bobby maintained his position, facing the wall. 

"Hobbes you were the one that told me it wasn't healthy for a guy to go around all
pent up inside. You have to at least try. Screw not fishing off the company pier. If it's
making you miserable, then you have to at least tell her." Darien thought he knew why
his partner had gone so long with out a relationship. Claire.

"You don't even know how wrong you are." Bobby huffed and turned to look at Darien. 
He was sitting with his elbows on his knees, waiting to help. 

"Fawkes, please leave." Bobby tried one last time. 

"I can't not when you're in this frame of mind." Darien shook his head. 

"You can't help me." Bobby growled. 

"Maybe I can't,but you shouldn't be alone." Darien sat back in the chair and slouched his 
butt down to the edge of the seat so that he was half laying in his seat. 

Bobby stared for a few seconds. Darien had no idea the real reason he hadn't 'been' 
with anyone for all this time. He allowed his eyes to take in the sight before him for a
moment. There was some cruel karma in his life, that would partner him with a man who
was as beautiful as Fawkes. The 'kid' was magnificent, tall, lean and still well muscled. 
Thick dark hair, killer bed room dark brown eyes and a casual, graceful way of moving that
just put Bobby's nerves on edge. 

"Do you really want to help me?" Bobby's voice dropped a tone lower than his usual
rumble.

"Yeah, of course." Darien kind of half smiled. 

"There is something you could do that would get me out of this mood." Bobby hinted. 

"I want to help." Darien cocked his head to the side, not sure if this was just a ploy Hobbes
was making to get rid of him, or the truth. 

"You got plans for tonight?" 

"No, you know I don't." Darien expected Hobbes to ask him to go to the movies or
something like that now. 

"Want to come over?" 

"Sure, we could watch some TV, drink some beer." Darien suggested. 

"That's not what I had in mind." Bobby was still talking like he was putting the moves
on one of the ladies. 

Darien swallowed when he realized what his partner was trying to say with out coming
straight out with it. No, he couldn't be, not Hobbes. Not macho, straight as a arrow, not
even a hint of  leaning that way Robert Hobbes. 
I must be reading him wrong, because that is what I wish he meant, Darien warned himself.
You sure he doesn't mean it? That look in his eyes sure means something.
"What are you saying, Bobby?" 

"I'm saying that it's been a long time and you aren't busy. So why don't we go back to
my place and work off some of this tension between us." Hobbes stood and pushed in 
his chair. 

Darien blinked in surprise. "Okay sure let's go." He decided to call Bobby's bluff. 

"After you there sweetpea." Hobbes motioned for Darien to lead the way. 

Darien unfolded from his chair and sauntered towards the door. They walked side by
side out to the parking lot and climbed into Golda. 

Bobby was surprised that Darien had accepted his offer. So surprised in fact that he 
didn't know how to react, so he'd just gone with no reaction at all. He glanced over
at Darien was he was driving to his apartment. There was no sign that Fawkes was
nervous about this new development. Maybe he'd misjudged his partner all these
months and they could have been enjoying each other all along. 

Darien was putting up a good front, but he was scared that somehow this was going to 
turn out to be some kind of horrible joke Hobbes was playing on him. Thing was now
that they were on the way to his place, Darien was feeling a little turned on in anticipation
of what was to come. His heart was beating faster and his groin was sending him messages
that it was ready for action. 

Darien shifted his gaze to his partner, trying to sneak in a long look. Damn, his profile
was hot. It was making him aroused just watching Hobbes drive. Darien didn't know
when exactly he'd fallen for his complex, half-nuts partner. But he'd fallen hard. 

"What you staring at?" Bobby growled when they came to a stop light. 

"Nothin', I wasn't staring." Darien gave his standard reply. 

"Yeah, you were. You having second thoughts?" Hobbes asked glancing Darien's way. 

"No, I'm ready to party." Darien gave Bobby one of his sly grins. Man if you only knew
how bad I want you right this minute...

"Good, we'll be there in about five minutes." Bobby turned his attention back to his
driving. 

****

Darien followed Hobbes up the stairs to his second floor apartment. He was admiring the
view as they walked up. Bobby was wearing his black jeans, they hugged his ass just enough
so you could get a good idea how firm he was, nice and solid. 

Hobbes noticed the change in Darien's posture, he was giving off so much heat
now that Bobby wasn't sure who was seducing who. He unlocked the door and waved
Fawkes inside. 

Darien slipped off his jacket and turned to face his partner. "I'm dying here, man. 
If we don't do something soon I'm going to scream." 

"What did you have in mind?" Hobbes meet his gaze, and saw that he'd read Darien
right for once. His studdly friend was in serious need.

"I was hoping you had a plan." Darien reached a hand to touch Bobby's shoulder
as he leaned forward for a kiss. Bobby met him half way and their mouths met for
the first time. It was like an electic shock, instant desire, need and passion. 

Bobby grabbed Darien's head and neck in his hands and pulled him down for more
control of the kiss. Darien groaned and pulled their bodies together, cupping 
Bobby's firm ass so he could bring him into better position for his aching erection 
to get some contact. Bobby hadn't planned on it happening to quickly, but Darien
was on the fast track. He tried to slow things down by shifting the kiss to less intensitiy 
Darien just arched harder against him, and groaned again. 

"Easy, easy." Bobby whispered leaning his forehead against Darien's temple. 

"Can't, need you so much." Darien gasped, his hands busy pushing up the tail of
Bobby's shirt so that he could feel the texture of his skin, the heat and the strength
that lay beneath. 

"You're really losing it aren't you?" Bobby was in disbelief. 

"Yeah, I knew it." Darien lowered his mouth to Bobby's bare chest and licked then 
kissed his right nipple. Bobby felt a wave of pleasure shoot straight to his groin. 
He moaned deeply at Darien's attention. 

Bobby's brain kicked back in a moment later, "Knew what?" 

Darien moved to his other nipple and licked it, then teased it with his tongue.
His hands were still busy pushing Bobby's shirt all the way off. Then they moved
lower.  "Need to get you out of these." Darien shifted his attention to removing 
the rest of Bobby's clothes. He made quick work of the belt and zipper but he paused
when he saw what was revealed when he pushed Bobby's shorts off.  

"Oh yeah... Bobby you been holding out on me." Darien was thrilled to see a proudly
arched, long and thick erection standing up from his partner's groin. 

"Didn't know you were interested." Hobbes repied. 

Darien dropped to his knees and leaned in to lick the throbbing organ. He felt 
Bobby tensed at his first touch, so he put a hand on Bobby's hip to steady him. 

"Fawkes, you don't have to...." Bobby was in a panic all of the sudden. He hadn't planned
it this way. He wasn't sure he could be with Darien if he wasn't the one in control. 

"I want to." Darien said, just before he took Bobby's hard shaft into his mouth. 
He licked and tugged gently at first, then when Bobby's didn't protest he began to 
suck and tug with more force, wanting to give Bobby the best blow he'd ever had. 

I don't f-ing believe this, oh yeah, that feels good, keep doing that. Hobbes was thinking.
Darien is taking control of this situation. Oh yeah man, do that again. 
Am I ready for him or anyone to be in control?  Don't stop, I'm so close. 
He doesn't want to bend you to his will fool, he just wants to share this with you. 

Darien was working to bring his partner to the brink, then ease off then again so
that when he came it would be powerful. He was almost finished, he could feel
the tension in Bobby's body the pulsing of the shaft in his mouth. 

"Fawkes I'm going to...." He warned. 

Darien didn't hesitate, he sucked that much harder and was rewarded with a warm 
spurt of cum at the back of his throat. He waited a moment for Bobby to stop pumping
then looked up to see his reaction. 

Bobby was stand a little unsteady, eyes closed, head back. Fists clenched at his side
his chest heaving after the rush of adrenalin. 

Darien smiled, Bobby's reaction was even better than he'd hoped for. He dropped his
own pants and slipped his shirt off over his head. His erection was standing up firm
against his abdomen, throbbing for attention. He dropped a hand to fondle himself
as he watched Bobby return from orgasm.  He hoped his partner was going to help
him with his need for release, he wasn't picky how. Darien stroked the arch of his
shaft several times before Bobby opened his eyes. 

"You okay?" 

"Yeah, that was great." Bobby met Darien's dark gaze. Then noticed his partner was
still in need himself. "Your turn now, what do you want me to....?"

"What ever you want, I'm so ready it won't take much." Darien promised. 

"But what do you like?" Bobby was willing to provide almost anything.

"Why don't you just use your hand." Darien could tell Bobby was hesitant about
this now from some reason. 
Bobby nodded, and then moved to stand behind his partner, reaching around him with 
his left hand and began to stroke, then after a second to fist him. 

"Yeah, feels good." Darien moaned, leaning back into Bobby's solid body. This was nice
he'd never been done from behind. Well not manual release. "Um, you have a nice touch."
Darien moaned again. 

Bobby didn't respond, he was concintrating on bringing Darien off. He thought he was
nearly there, Fawkes wasn't kidding when he'd said it won't take much. He worked the
hard shaft in his hand faster, rubbing his thumb over the tip a few times for more friction.
Come on stud, I can feel it building, let it go. It was strange tugging at another man's 
cock this way, Darien felt different in his hand, he was longer. Naturally. He was like
six foot three his organ matched his height. But it felt smoother, more elastic or something.

"Yeah, that's it. Oh yeah!" Darien groaned when he came his cock jerking in Bobby's 
hand. Bobby kept milking him until he was truly finished. 

"Come here." Darien slipped a long arm around Bobby's waist and pulled him into
position for a deep kiss. " That was great." He stroked both hands up his partner's back
as he kissed him again. Then spread one hand wide across his well muscled shoulders
encouraging him to take the lead if he wanted to. 

The kiss ended abruptly, " I think we need to set a few guidelines." Bobby stated. 

"You want to talk? We're both standing here naked in your front room and you want
to set rules?" Darien couldn't believe it. 

"We can move into the bedroom first." Hobbes grinned and walked to his bedroom. 

Darien rolled his eyes, but followed. Damn Bobby's ass look even better bare than
it had in the jeans. 

Hobbes sat on the edge of his bed, legs spread as he wasn't totally subsided. 
"This is moving faster than I thought it would." 

"I couldn't wait." Darien started to say, but Bobby stopped him.

"I know, I couldn't either. But now we've both had the pressure eased off a little,
I want to know how much you've done before?" Hobbes asked. 

"How much, oh you mean how far? Everything, but I don't usually get to pitch.
Not that I'm not willing, it's just ....." 

"You've done everything?" Bobby was a little shocked, somehow he'd figured Darien
had only dabbled a little with guys. When all he wanted was manual release a minute
ago. 

"Yeah, haven't you?" Darien couldn't believe what he was hearing. He'd never pegged
Bobby for being bi but now that it seemed like he was, how was it possible he hadn't 
gone all the way with a guy before? Or had he just broken all his rules to be with me?
Oh crap, and I rushed him. Oh crap, that was the wrong way to go about this. 
"Bobby I'm sorry if I went to fast. I didn't know..." Darien tried to explain. 

"That's okay man, listen a minute." His mouth was suddenly dry he was about to
confess that his little macho, been there done that act back in his office was all a fake. 
Bobby dropped his head as he spoke, "Before when you joined the Agency I didn't like
you much. But then we became friends and I started to care about you."

"I know, but I didn't ......"

"Let me say this. I was head over heals for Claire, thing is she wouldn't give me the 
time of day as far as a relationship. I just used my rule of not dating people I worked
with as an excuse for a long time. Then I began to notice things. Things you did that
made a knot in the pit of my stomach. Then I hurt when you hurt. But there was just
no way I thought you'd ever look my way. First I didn't know you'd been with men.
But even if you were into that, there was no reason for such a perfect stud like 
Darien Fawkes to consider his worn out, aging partner as a possible liaison."

"Bobby, don't say..."

"I'm almost done, here me out. Then we had that big fight, you pushing me with all
those damn questions. And I told you it had been four years since I'd been with anyone.
I was humliated. Then you followed me into my office, wanting to fix things for me.
Thinking it was still Claire I was pining for. So I got this idea to drive you away, to
let me stew in my own missery. I propisitioned you and you said yes. When I expected
you to tell me to go to hell.  So now I had a problem, you were willing but I hadn't ever
done anything with a guy. To be with you, I was willing to go for it, but in my head 
I kind of planned that I'd be the one in control. Then it happened....like it happened.
I'm a little overwhelmed." Bobby looked up when he finished his speech. 

Darien was starting at him, eyes damp with tears. 
"I'm sorry, does this mean you don't want to be with me after all?" 

"No, that's not what I said. You didn't hear half of my explanation did you?" 
Bobby couldn't believe he'd gotten through it with out choking up. 

Darien jumped him, pushing him back on the bed and kissing him quickly.
"I can wait, we'll go slow." Darien was kissing him on his jaw, his cheek his mouth
everywhere all at once. Bobby was struggling to breath, but he didn't feel panic. 

Darien eased back a little and framed Bobby's face with his large hands. 
"I did hear what you said. I'm flattered you care so much, that you would try this
but I wish I'd know before." Darien kissed his mouth again gently. 
"Oh, and you're not worn out and aging. You're mature and hotter than you realize."
Darien kissed him again, then looked deep into his eyes. 
"I want to make this good for you. I don't want to ever see that much pain in your
eyes again." 

Bobby nodded. He was at a loss for words now.