[ n e v e r . s a y . n e v e r ]
by kHo

“Oh, that´s just ridiculous,” Craig said, laughing and shaking his head. “It´s ridiculous to ever say ‘everyone´ or ‘no one´.”

Vince shook his head. “It´s not ridiculous.”

Craig looked at him, his eyes widening. “Are you saying--”

“I´m saying I agree,” Vince said, a slow smile forming as his eyes swept over Craig slowly.

Craig found himself swallowing a little slower than usual, feeling the need to clear his throat. “You-- you believe that everyone is bisexual?”

Vince laughed, leaning a little closer to him. “I think everyone has unexpected urges, Craig.”

Craig laughed, startled at how loudly it came out of him. “Okay.”

“Seriously,” Vince said, reaching out and putting a hand on the wall beside where Craig leaned against it, his sleeve lightly tickling Craig´s ear. “You´ve never had sexual thoughts about another man?”

“I--” Craig shook his head, frowning and looking down. “No.”

“Bullshit,” Vince said quietly, leaning a little closer. “Never? Not even idly?”

Craig took a deep breath, licking his lips. “Never.”

“Uh huh,” Vince said, his tone unbelieving. “You know how you said it´s ridiculous to say everyone or no one?”

Craig nodded, pinching his eyebrows together and looking at Vince. “Yeah?”

“It´s also ridiculous to say never or always,” Vince said, smiling at him and leaning closer still.

Craig fought the slight tremble he felt working its way through his body as Vince´s breath washed over his face lightly, ticking his ear. “Not that I can recall then.”

Vince nodded, his eyes drifting down Craig´s body again. “You should wear this shirt more often,” he said quietly, lifting his hand to tug on Craig´s blue button up shirt. “Brings out your eyes.”

Craig laughed again, doing everything to avoid looking into Vince´s eyes. “Okay,” he said, licking his lips again and watching Vince´s fingers play over his buttons. “Vince what the hell are you doing?”

“What,” Vince said, the innocent tone in his voice laced with a hint of danger. “I´m just admiring your shirt.”

“Okay,” Craig said, laughing and looking at him with raised eyebrows. “Cause it seems to me almost as if you´re trying to flirt with me.”

“Nah,” Vince said, shrugging and raising his hand to run his fingers through Craig´s hair. “I´m not trying to flirt, Kilborn… I just am.”

“Vince,” Craig said, his voice more of a whisper than anything like he meant for it to sound, trying to rip his eyes away from Vince´s. “Stop.”

“Okay,” Vince said, nodding and running his fingers lightly down Craig´s chin, his grin widening as Craig´s eyes closed involuntarily. “I´ll stop flirting.”

He was confused at first when he felt something soft and warm on his lips, and it took him a moment to realize it was Vince´s lips. He opened his mouth to ask Vince what he was doing but was interrupted by Vince´s tongue sliding slowly into his mouth. He felt his fingers slide down his throat to the base of his neck, and suddenly felt very trapped by Vince´s body.

Pulling his head back a little suddenly and banging it against the wall he held his hands up and pushed gently at Vince´s chest. “What are you doing,” he whispered breathlessly, his eyes wide and his face flushed.

“You know what the fuck I was doing,” Vince said, his voice low and raw as he pitched forward and captured Craig´s mouth with his again.

“Vince,” Craig mumbled around Vince´s lips, his hands grasping at Vince´s shirt. “Stop it… stop… we´re in my office…”

Vince laughed, shaking his head. “Shut up, Kilborn,” he growled, lowering his mouth to Craig´s neck, biting it before running his tongue over his collarbone.

“Okay,” Craig whispered, his eyes rolling back and his head falling backwards into the wall with a loud thunk. He let out a sigh that ended in a groan, unable to quell the shudder that shook him as Vince bit again into the tender flesh of his neck.

“Fuck,” he grunted, grabbing Vince´s head in his hand and pulling his mouth to his, kissing him and grabbing his shirt to pull him closer. He felt Vince laugh into his mouth and laughed slightly himself, running his hand down Vince´s torso, curling his hand over the band of Vince´s jeans.

Vince leaned into him, fully covering him with his body, and pushed his knee between Craig´s legs. His upper thigh rubbed against his inseam, eliciting a rush of air accompanied by a breathy moan from Craig that made Vince growl with hunger as he deepened their kiss.

“Is your door locked,” Vince asked, running his tongue down Craig´s throat in a slow swirl.

“Yeah,” Craig breathed out. “I always lock it…”

Vince yanked at Craig´s shirt, pulling the tails out of his black suit pants. With quick nimble fingers he began to undo Craig´s shirt with one hand as he bit Craig´s ear, smiling at how Craig trembled when he did that. He felt Craig´s unsure fingers start unbuttoning his shirt as he worked on the last few buttons of Craig´s and reached down to unzip Craig´s pants.

When Vince wrapped his hand around him Craig let out a long low moan and leaned his head against the wall, his hands gripping Vince´s unbuttoned but still on shirt tightly. Shaking his head slightly he tried to concentrate on unzipping Vince´s pants and returning the favor. As they began to find a mutual pace Vince wound his fingers in Craig´s short hair and pulled his head back, kissing his throat.

“Vince,” Craig rushed out, finding it impossible to open his eyes. “Vince…”

“What,” Vince ground out, sounding slightly irritable and completely breathless.

Craig laughed, knowing Vince thought he was about to object again, and opened his eyes. He leaned forward and kissed Vince, winding his tongue into his mouth slowly and gradually building pace. As their tempo grew so did their build up, and by the time they were done they were both panting into each other´s mouths, whispering incoherently about ‘god´ and ‘good´ and ‘fucking hell.´

Vince kissed him slowly once more before pulling back and pulling his jeans back up, buttoning his shirt and smiling lazily at Craig. “Told you,” he said, smiling even wider.

Craig frowned as he buttoned his shirt and ran his hands through his hair, still trying to catch his breath. “Told me what…”

“Never say never,” Vince said, winking at him.

Craig´s hands froze mid-button, staring wide-eyed at Vince. “That was all about… that…”

“Don´t get your boxers in a twist, babe,” Vince said, leaning forward and grabbing Craig´s chin in his hand, looking him in the e yes. “Nothing happened here that I haven´t wanted for a while now.”

Craig nodded, licking his lips and taking a deep breath. “So this was about…”

Vince rolled his eyes, leaning forward and kissing Craig slowly again before letting his hand fall to his shoulder. “You´re so uptight, Kilby. Like I said earlier, everyone´s bisexual… just like she said.”

Craig nodded. “Okay…”

“It´s just a matter of how willing they are to admit it,” he continued, smiling at Craig and stretching his arms above his head. “And how often,” he finished, laughing.

Craig nodded again, his eyes darting nervously around. “Alright…”

Vince laughed, throwing an arm around Craig´s shoulders and steering him towards the door. “Now, it´s time for those drinks you promised me.”

“But…” Craig said, frowning.

“Calm the fuck down,” Vince growled, laughing at him and swatting him good-naturedly on the head before replacing his arm around him. “We´ll take it where it goes… Where ever, whatever, Craiggers. We´ll go, we´ll have drinks, and maybe we´ll see if you want to come back to my place.”

Craig laughed, looking at him. “Your place?”

Vince nodded. “Like I said… we´ll see.”

“Alright,” Craig said, nodding and stopping at the door to grab his jacket and putting it on.

“Don´t turn into a woman on me, Kilborn,” Vince said before opening the door. “What´s the good of being with guys if they turn into women afterwards?”

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