I Need to Apologize (Explicit)

[Col. R. Hogan]

*has to fight to keep from chuckling*

*That reaction had been better than he’d expected*

*mentally adds sucking and blowing on Klink’s earlobe to his list of ways to drive Klink crazy with lust*

*raises an eyebrow at Klink after his hand is pinned, as if to say ‘I see how it is’.*

*a shiver runs through his body as Klink purrs in his ear*

*mouths ‘Yes sir’ before briefly sticking his tongue out at Klink*

*that will have to do since he can’t verbally be sassy*

*bites his lip once Klink finally touches his cock*

*Klink has soft hands and they feel great, especially on the tip*

*breathing becomes labored and his eyes become halflidded*

*This is gonna be a struggle for sure*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*licks and nibbles Hogan's ear*
*enjoys the scent of Higans hair while he does it*
* All the while keeps rubbing the tip of Hogan's cock with his thumb*
*Loves the silky feeling of the soft skin and the heat it radiates onto his hand*
*Notices that the water isn't really hot anymore*
*Maybe it's also time for roll call soon?*
*Why didn't he bring a clock in here?*
*Hates that he let himself be distracted by mundane things like roll calls*
*As if they couldn't do it without him...*
*Still they can't be cought and Schultz will surely come looking for him if he's not on time*
*But he has only just started to tease Hogan! It's not fair*
*His grip tightens a little and he jerks Hogan a couple of times*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*hunches his shoulders so Klink can’t get at his ears*

*Unfortunately, it doesn’t provide much protection unless he tips his head to the side and that would leave the other one completely exposed*

*writhes under Klink’s touch*

*having so much attention paid to that sensitive tip feels amazing*

*labored breathing turns into panting*

*grits his teeth so he doesn’t make any noise*

*He will not let Klink win!*

*It’s a matter of principle now*

*Even if it wasn’t, he does follow orders occasionally…whenever it’s convenient*

*and right now it’s very convenient*

*Dammit, if he can withstand Gestapo interrogation, he can survive having his cock played with*

*Except pleasure is somehow harder to resist than pain*

*wiggles like a worm on a hook when Klink jerks him*

*his cock is throbbing with need*

*wants to beg and plead and do so many other naughty things, yet he can’t because he can’t speak!*

*It’s such a delicious sort of torture but he loves it*

*Nevertheless, Klink is still gonna pay in spades for this one*

*just doesn’t know how yet*

*all he knows is said payback will involve him teasing the hell out of his kommandant until Klink climaxes while calling out his name*

*it will be glorious*

*is actually grateful they’re still in the tub now*

*at least Klink can’t finger him if he’s sitting down*

*if it was done in conjunction with Klink stroking his cock, he’s not sure if he could manage to remain silent*
*toes curl and uncurl from the pleasure he’s feeling*
*Heaven help him if Klink decides to extend this throughout the day; there would be far too many opportunities for him to lose their game*
*has visions of being stuck in the Kommandantur and having Klink playing with him through his pants at random times simply because he can, or Klink ordering him under the desk to give a blowjob*

*pants some more*
*isn’t sure if he hopes Klink would do that to him or not anymore*
*On one hand, he wants to see just how creative Klink can get*
*But he also wants to prove he can do what he’s told*
*honestly has no idea what to wish for*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*while he is pumping Hogan's cock calculates in his head when they got into the bath and how long an average bath takes before the water gets too cold*
*Lets his teeth graze Hogan's neck and bites down a little when he comes to the conclusion that he must have at least another 15 minutes to try and get Hogan to say something*
*With the last tight stroke along the shaft lets his hand glide down over Hogan's balls and tugs a little on them*
*At the same time starts massaging the spot behind Hogan's ear with his tongue*
*Judging by the way Hogan draws up his shoulders that seems to be a good way to drive him crazy*
*His hand wanders lower and starts rubbing on the perineum and the base of Hogan's balls tuggung on them a little every now and then*
*His other hand lets go of Hogan's wrist and starts gently massaging the tip of Hogan's cock again*
*Suddenly bites Hogan's earlobe*
*In war and love everything is allowed and he has both*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*has managed to free his trapped hand during all of his wiggling* *also doesn’t notice it right away*

*is too busy squirming from what Klink is doing to him*

*isn’t sure how much longer he can hold out*

*arches his back against Klink’s chest when his neck is bitten*

*feels Klink’s rock-hard erection against his body*

*wonders how he could have missed it before but concludes he’s been too distracted*

*is glad his kommandant seems to be enjoying this*

*a gasp finally slips out of his mouth from the dual sensation of having his balls tugged on and the spot behind his ear massaged*

*followed almost immediately by a low moan from having his perineum rubbed*

*that is not a fair attack and he would protest it if he could talk*

*instead bites his lip so no words slip out – it’s bad enough the sounds already did*

*squeaks when his cock is massaged again*

*No! He will not lose!*

*clasps both hands over his mouth just as his earlobe is bitten*

*it doesn’t help that he can’t tease Klink back*

*his cock will start leaking if this keeps up*

*breathing comes in short, labored pants*

*eyes are glazed over with lust as he struggles to obey*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*loves the way Hogan squirms and pants under his touch*
*It makes him feel so very desirable*
*And hard*
*But he's not looking for release for himself, he wants Hogan to surrender to him*
*Chuckles evilly when Hogan has to preas his hands to his mouth*
Hmmm *purrs into his ear* I'm not sure whether you like that or not...maybe you have to tell me
*Chuckles again*
*All the while keeps up what he was doing to Hogan's neither regions*
*Feels the viscosity of precum under his thumb which fills him with much satisfaction*
*Perfect time to stop*
*Does just that*
*Instead wraps his arms around Hogan and caresses his chest while kissing his neck and buries his nose in Hogan's hair*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*lets out a pitiful whine*

*God, that purr! He finds it so very sexy*

*looks at Klink with wide eyes when he says that*

*wants to reply that he does.. but how is he supposed to do it if he can’t talk?!?*

*Maybe it’s a test?*

*can’t think with the constant stimulation of his erogenous zones*

*quickly nods instead*

*is biting into the middle finger of the hand actually over his mouth so hard he has tears in his eyes*

*probably a decent bite mark on it too*

*knows he’ll crack if this keeps up for much longer because he’s holding on by a thread*

*thankfully Klink stops the delicious torture*

*uncovers his mouth*

*frantically taps Klink’s arm to get his attention*

*mouths ‘Permission to talk, sir?*

*already know if he winds up losing – which is a very real possibility by this point – his pleas are going to sound like he’s biggest slut around*

*which, when it comes to Wilhelm Klink, he is*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*grins wickedly as Hogan is tapping his arm*
That's a quite pathetic display, Colonel, don't you have any patience?
*Ignores Hogan's silent question*
We also should get ready for roll call...
*Tilts his head back thoughtfully*
Maybe it's best to continue this tonight... Yes yes, that would be for the best

[Col. R. Hogan]

*shakes his head in reply*

*patience is the one thing he does not have*

*eyes widen in shock*

*His kommandant is actually gonna make him suffer all day?*

*Holy shit*

*wonders if deliberately being given blue balls counts as cruel and unusual punishment*

*highly doubts there’s anything in the Geneva Conventions about that*

*a slow smile creeps across his face when he thinks of the perfect payback they’ll both enjoy*

*doesn’t think it’ll happen that night but the idea is there*

*mouths ‘Whatever you say, love’*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*is disappointed that Hogan doesn't protest*
*should he actually stop now?*
*or be a decent boyfriend and make Hogan come*
*that'd mean losing the game to Hogan...*
*but it certainly wouldn't be the first time he lost to that man*
*sighs in defeat*
*tightens his arms around Hogan and presses him close*
*buries his face in Hogans thick black hair*
*he's too in love for this shit, verdammt...*
On second thought ...
*mumbles against Hogan's shoulder*
it might be against the geneva convention to leave you hanging - or should I say standing up? - like this
*grins at his own joke*
that might be counted as cruel and unusual punishment
*chuckles then lets his hands glide down Hogan's chest and stomach again*
*gently caresses Hogan's still rock-hard cock*
You want me to continue?
*kisses Hogan's ear before he buries his face in Hogan's hair again*
*the scent of it makes his guts turn into butterflies*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*smile turns into a slight frown*

*Why is it he can’t manage to have one sexual encounter with Klink without dampening the mood somehow?*

*doesn’t know*

*still wants to win because he’s very competitive but decides he can stand to lose for once…just for his kommandant*

*maybe it’ll make him smile*

*besides, he’s about to lose anyhow so why not do it on his terms?*

*relishes every second of getting to be this close to Klink*

*no judgment or games, only love*

*laughs at Klink’s joke*

*doesn’t think he’s ever heard Klink make one before*

*whimpers as Klink’s slender hands glide down his chest and gently touch his cock*

*finally lets his hands fall away from his mouth*

*moans* “Yes sir. Oh God, please…”

*voice is saturated with lust*

*is panting so hard he sounds like he just sprinted for several miles*

*gives Klink an adoring look as he melts into Klink’s arms*

*the position shows both utter trust and submission*

*he loves Klink so very much*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*is dumbfounded when Hogan does more than nod*
Rob?
*Looks at him incredulosly*
*But then Hogan melts into his arms and the butterflies in his guts take flight*
*Shudders*
*Kisses Hogan's lips first gently then with growing passion*
*At the same time resumes to give him the best handjob he's capable of*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*kisses Klink back with everything he’s got*

*needs his kommandant like he needs air at the moment*

*wants to pleasure Klink too but he can’t at this angle*

*sticks his tongue into Klink’s mouth*

*moans while he’s sucking on Klink’s tongue*

*the lust flooding his body is too much and the perfect amount at the same time*

*holds onto Klink*

*allows himself to beg and make all sorts of other delightful noises*

*is letting Klink see exactly what effect his touches have…what he was holding back on showing during their game*

*groans* “Don’t stop…I’ll do anything you want, sir…getting close!”

*definitely should not have made that offer again*

*but surely Klink wouldn’t be cruel enough to take advantage of it a second time…right?

*doesn’t know*

*has absolutely no shame by this point and doesn’t care either way*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*breathes heavy after the kiss*
*God he loves it when Hogan is gone like that*
*when Hogan offers to do anything again starts laughing and also looses his rythm for what he was doing to Hogan's private parts*
Sometimes i really don't know how you managed to survive this long when you don't learn from your mistakes at all
*Wonders if he should extend the silent spell after all*
*Tries to get back on track with what he was doing*
*They don't have much more time to waste*
Can I keep the offer for later?
*Purrs into Hogan's ear*
Like you owe me a favour later or tomorrow?

[Col. R. Hogan]

*wants to scream when Klink loses his rhythm*

*This business of bringing him to the edge and stopping has got to go!*

*hearing Klink actually laugh – a real one, not that fake titter he does with Burkhalter – is a good consolation prize, though*

*could finish jacking off but doesn’t*

*He can behave once in a while*

*just not too often; he has a reputation to maintain*

*shrugs* “I dunno, love. Luck of the Irish?”

*gives Klink a cheeky grin*

*swallows hard as Klink purrs in his ear*

“Yeah…I mean, yes sir.”

*the correction spills from his lips automatically*

*it feels so natural too*

“I wouldn’t mind owing you two of them if you let me ride you later on.”

*a loud ringing sound startles him before he can say anything else*

*groans* “Aw, dammit! That’s the alarm; we’ve got 15 minutes to get dressed before roll call starts.”

*looks sheepish*

“I, uh, I set it in case we lost track of time in here. I tend to do that with you a lot. Mostly because it’s easy to forget anything else exists when I’m with you, Wil.”

*kisses Klink on the lips*

“Time to get out, I guess.”

[Oberst W. Klink]

*shudders when Hogan calls him sir*
*Why does he like it so much?*
*Just hopes he wont get hard everytime someone calls him sir in the future... That would be more than inconvenient*
*Newrly junps out if his skin when the alarm starts*
Scheisse... *exhales when he realizes its the clock*
*Is amazed at Hogan's preparedness*
Maybe it's not just luck of the irish that you never got caught...
*Could melt at Hogan's sweet words and the kiss*
*Sighs*
Let me help you up
*Climbs out from behind Hogan and throws a towel around his shoulders as soon as he's out of the tub*
*Shivers*
*The water really wasnt that hot anymore and neither is the room*
*His erection also doesn't last long with the cold and the thought of roll call and another endless dreary day*
*Reaches for Hogan and pulls him to his feet*
*Helps him out and hands him a towel*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*is glad Klink didn’t yell at him for setting the alarm*

*can’t help but try to prepare for everything in advance when it’s what keeps him alive*

*smiles at Klink*

“Language, Colonel.”

*teasing tone is very evident in his voice*

*allows Klink to help him out of the tub*

*his erection disappears within a minute of being exposed to the cold air*

*wraps the towel around his hair like a turban to keep the heat from his head trapped so he doesn’t get sick*

*removes the one from Klink’s shoulders*

*gently towels off his head and ring of hair*

*also dries Klink’s back for him*

*hands him the towel afterwards*

“I would do the rest of you too, love, but it’s too tempting to risk right now.”

*kisses his kommandant gently on the lips*

*proceeds to unwrap the towel turban and dry his hair*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*it feels a bit weird to be pampered like this but doesn't complain*
Danke...?
*Quickly dries off the last drops and goes to the bedroom to get dressed*
*When he's done goes to the dresser with the elaboratley decorated mirror*
*Starts to do the entire ridicoulous vain Klink beauty routine*
*Is not even embarrassed about it bc he's done it every morning for god knows how long so he has forgotten a 50 year old man is not supposed to be so vain*
*Finally puts on his cap and angles it carefully right before the siren for rollcall starts ringing*

[Col. R. Hogan]

*manages to suppress his laughter*

*gets his greatest enjoyment out of pampering the man he loves*

*His kommandant is so adorably awkward and it’s endearing*

*can’t keep the grin off of his face as he hops into the bedroom to pull on his uniform*

*thank goodness his is nowhere near as complicated as Klink’s to put on*

*but it’s a shame that comfort comes at the expense of style*

*hops to the dresser so he can use the mirror too*

*there is something so intimate about brushing his hair next to Klink while he does his whole morning beauty routine*

*there’s only one thing he’s vain about and that’s his hair*

*likes to make sure the little flip is just right*

*it takes work to style his hair but make it look like he just so happened to brush it that way*

*when he’s done he puts his crush cap on his head*

*kisses Klink on the lips*

“This was the best morning I’ve had in a long time, my love. I hope you enjoyed your wake-up call.”

*sighs when the siren blares*

“Annnnd that’s our cue. Yay.”

*could not sound any less ecstatic if he tried*

*grins when he gets an idea*

*playful tone* “Feel like yelling at me while we walk out there about some nonsense or the other? I’d hate to think you don’t care…or have you get rusty. The Rusted Iron Eagle doesn’t have the same ring to it.”

*eyes sparkle with mirth*

*likes baiting his kommandant just as much as Klink likes doing it to him*

[Oberst W. Klink]

*wraps his arms around Hogan when he is kissed*
*Wonders how he managed to make do for do long without this feeling of wedded bliss*
*Hates the signal for rollcall eith passion this morning*
*Grins at the rusty eagle, can't even pretend to be mad right now, he's just too happy to get to bicker with his love*
*Slaps Hogan's ass as he moves towards the door*
If you don't hurry I won't have to come up with a reason to yell at you, because you will be late!
*Opens the door and motions to Hogan to come through*
I on the contrary am supposed to be late as befits the star of the show
*Grins mischievously*
*Is in an excellent mood*