Savage

“Give me ten minutes with him,” Sayid said in a low voice.

Jack shook his head looking indecisive. He cast a glance at the man tied to the palm tree.

“It’s either this or we let the girl die,” said Sayid roughly.

Jack nodded his head sharply turning on his heel in the sand leaving them alone within a minute.

Sayid turned his dark chocolate eyes on the prisoner whose cocky grin hadn’t disappeared.

“Just you and me eh, Sayid,” Sawyer drawled.

Sayid snorted in disgust. Only Sawyer could enjoy putting them both through this.

Sawyer sat in a sprawled position casually pushing his toes through the sand.

“You know we could solve this little problem right now,” Sawyer said lasciviously licking his lips.

Sayid spat on the ground and ignoring Sawyer went into the bushes seeking the leaves he needed. In a few minutes he’d sorted through them until he’d found enough leaves and then took out his knife and began to cut them down.

“Sooo…torture is preferable to a little kiss? Sawyer asked archly.

Sayid’s spine stiffened but he didn’t turn around.

“I do not lie with men,” Sayid spat out.

“Well now, that’s a damn shame for sure. I happen to enjoy both.”

Sayid turned his head and glared at Sawyer.

“You would,” he said in a disparaging tone.

Sayid felt a jolt of pleasure as he saw that Sawyer’s eyes had narrowed a bit.
He then crouched down beside the other man, holding the knife in one hand and the leaves in his other.

“Tell me what I want to know and I’ll leave you alone. Don’t test me,” he said in a sharp tone.

The other man continued to watch him not saying a word.

Sayid felt perspiration break out on his forehead. Could he do this? Sawyer was a bastard but there was still another way….

“Just one,” Sawyer said, his voice lowering in register.

Sayid couldn’t do it. He’d sworn he’d never torture anyone again. The knife and leaves dropped from his hands.

What did it matter? It was only a kiss. He could feel Sawyer’s breathing begin to quicken. Damn him. He knew that Sayid wouldn’t torture him not with another alternative available.

Angry, Sayid leaned in and attacked the other man’s chapped and dry lips.

Sawyer opened his mouth and Sayid hesitated. Sawyer took the decision away from him by driving his tongue into his mouth.

Sayid heard a small groan issue from the blonde and he felt himself hardening much to his embarrassment.

Reluctantly, Sayid gentled the kiss as his tongue began to play with the other man’s, each seeking to dominate the other.

The blonde moved as far as his bonds would let him and Sayid’s hand came up to cup the other man’s cheek feeling the rough beard bristling against his sensitive fingers.

Sawyer tore his mouth away from Sayid’s his breathing harsh.

“Untie me,” he growled.

Sayid felt his cock throb in response to the command. With nerveless fingers he picked up the knife and silently began to hack at the ropes holding the other man to the tree.

The ropes fell away after several hard slices.

Sawyer worked at his wrists for a moment rubbing some semblance of circulation back to them.

Sayid felt a wash of shame rush over him. He’d let this man manipulate him in the worst way.

He started to get up but a hand shot out and grabbed his arm.

“Not so fast,” Sawyer said.

Sayid tried to shake off his hand.

“You’ve got what you wanted. Now tell me what I need to know,” Sayid growled.

“After.”

Like lightening Sawyer pushed Sayid on to his back on the sand. Sayid hissed as his hardness was cupped by the blonde’s hand.

Sayid felt his hips arch up. It’d been too long. Damn Sawyer to hell.

“That’s better beauty,” Sawyer purred at him.

The blond straddled Sayid’s hips and began to strip. First his shirt which he tossed over his shoulder and then he unzipped his pants. Sayid flushed. Of course Sawyer was going commando. His cock sprung free and Sayid licked his lips.

Sawyer shimmied out of his pants and turned his attention to Sayid’s clothes.

Some small part of Sayid started to panic. He’d only meant to kiss the man not this..

Sawyer seemed to sense the conflict within his partner because he leaned down and nipped at Sayid’s neck where it met the shoulder. Sayid felt a wave of shock run through his body that ended up in his cock.

“Relax, it’s all good,” said Sawyer with a smirk.

Before Sayid knew it his shirt was unbuttoned.

“Sit up,” Sawyer ordered.

Sayid found himself bemused by his ready acceptance of Sawyer taking control of the situation. He sat up and Sawyer stripped the shirt from him. Sayid’s eyes slid over the blonde’s bobbing erection. He was cut and though perhaps a bit shorter than Sayid he was thicker.

“Lift your hips,” said Sawyer impatiently.

Sayid felt his pants and underwear pulled down past his hips, off one leg and then the other.

Sayid felt a warm breeze caress his body. He was naked. He was naked with another man.

Sawyer moved forward and Sayid angrily struck out at him shoving him in the chest. Sawyer fell backward with a chuckle.

“Okay, if that’s the way you want it,” he said. He spread his legs and began to touch and stroke his cock.

Sayid’s eyes widened and his heart rate started to pick up. The other man looked completely wanton. His cock throbbed again demanding gratification. Sayid cursed under his breath.

The blonde laughed again.

“C’mere baby,” he said in a slurring drawl.

Sayid crawled forward on all fours and straddled Sawyer’s body.

Sawyer grabbed his hips and pulled him down.

Sayid let out a hiss as the blonde worked his hips until their erections were nestled against each other.

Sayid moved his hips languidly and let out a hiss of pleasure.

“Uh-huh, that’s it,” the blonde growled.

“Shut up,” snapped Sayid.

Sawyer stuck out his tongue.

“Make me,” he said.

Sayid leaned down and bit his lip drawing blood.

“Tough guy,” murmured Sawyer keeping his eyes locked with Sayid’s.

Sayid lowered his mouth down to Sawyer’s and felt the other man’s legs wrapping around his hips at the same moment.

Sawyer opened his mouth widely.

Sayid found himself exploring the other man’s mouth carefully, delicately while his hips thrust almost unconsciously trying to establish a rhythm

The blonde tore his mouth away and began to nip sharply at points along Sayid’s neck.

“Harder,” Sawyer ordered into his ear.

Sayid’s hips began to thrust and push in earnest. Gods that felt so good.

The leaking precum from the two men cocks eased the way as they moved salaciously each seeking heightened pleasure.

Sawyer reached and grabbed Sayid’s buttocks pulling him tighter against his writhing body.

“Yes,” Sawyer whispered as his hips moved in counterpoint to Sayid’s.

The grunting became moaning as both men started to lose control. Sayid cursed as he felt his partner begin to keen loudly. He’d always been turned on by loud, expressive lovers.

Sayid reached down and pinched one of Sawyer’s nipples hard. Sawyer shrieked and his hips began to push upward harder and harder.

Sayid gasped for breath and felt the tightening that presaged his orgasm. His thrusts grew more erratic.

He reached between them and grabbed both cocks and started to pull and stroke them both.

“Fuck,” Sawyer swore as his back arched painfully and he began to spurt over Sayid’s hand.

“God,” Sayid croaked as his seed was pulled from him in almost painful jolts. His hand continued to leisurely stroke out the last of his pleasure.

Sayid collapsed on his partner.

Both men’s breathing was labored and it took a minute for Sayid to realize his full weight was still on Sawyer. He rolled off him and on to his back.

Sayid could hear the birds clearly now. It was hot and the insects were swarming. Why hadn’t he noticed that before?

His entire body felt like it had melted into the warm sand. The tension of the last few days had rushed out of him making him feel lighter somehow.

“I don’t have them,” he heard from the other man.

“What?” Sayid said. Of course. The girl. How could he have forgotten his duty? His heart sank. He was no better than an animal.

He pushed himself up and looked down at the blonde who sensually stretched like a cat.

“What did you say?”

Sawyer’s blue eyes blinked lazily.

“I don’t have the inhalers. I don’t know where they are. I never did,” he said with a wicked smile.

“You…” stuttered Sayid, trying to hold on to his temper, otherwise he’d kill the man lying beside him.

“Come on. You can’t say you didn’t enjoy it. We both wanted it,” said Sawyer, closing his eyes.

“Bastard!” spat Sayid, looking around wildly for his clothes.

Sayid grabbed his shirt and his pants and tried to pull them on as quickly as possible. Damn it his hands were trembling. That son of a whoring bitch! He glared at the other man, but Sawyer seemed oblivious to the heat from the other man’s eyes. The blonde was disinclined to do anything other than bask in his afterglow.

As Sayid tugged his zipper up and buttoned his pants he swore under his breath.

Sawyer turned his long, golden body over on the sand and Sayid found his eyes unconsciously sliding over the tight buttocks.

“Like what you see?” murmured the blonde.

“No, you disgust me,” spat Sayid.

As Sayid started to stomp away he heard Sawyer call after him.

“The next time I’ll let you fuck me,” he said.

Sayid stutter-stepped and his breath caught at the image.

“No chance,” he snarled.

Sawyer laughed.

End