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Price sat in the corner of the room, the 141 and Vaqueros had gathered together again after a successful mission. Price was by himself, watching Gaz from where he sat and every now and then sipping on his bourbon. He would watch Gaz find himself a suitable partner for the night, then see the marks leftover from whatever they did together, and then hear from Gaz just how well his night went. Price would always reply with a gruff series of sounds, letting Gaz continue even as the words dug into his skin.
He didn’t want to hear about how well Gaz had been fucked- He didnt want to hear about how good Gaz felt with another man- and he especially didn’t want to hear it from Gaz himself. But he would always listen. Sit back, watch, and then listen.
Tonight he was especially glum about it, they had grown their relationship past their ranks and he thought maybe that had given him enough room to wriggle into Kyle’s life. But he was instantly back to flirting with anyone who would listen, barely a few drinks into his night. Price wished he could get over Gaz as quickly as Gaz could get over his one night stands, but he was a loyal man to a fault.
And he was stubborn. Even if it hurt him he didn't want to give up on Gaz, but it had been years now. Every time he saw a new hickey on Gaz’s neck he wanted to run away, leave and never come back- at the same time he wanted to ravage Gaz, show him that he didn't need anyone else beside him! But Gaz would never look at him in that way, and Price could never- never see himself with Gaz. He was his Captain, and he had a job to protect his men, that meant protecting them from himself too.
Gaz had taken another shot of Tequila and was starting to slur his words, but he seemed otherwise unaffected by the alcohol. Gaz had fumbled towards Alejandro- his newest pick of the night- and he was trying his best to flirt with the man, even in his slightly buzzed haze. Fortunately Alejandro was equally as drunk as he was, and he seemed to take the flirting well, grabbing Gaz by the waist and finding a couch to sit beside each other on.
It was then that Price’s eyes met Rudy’s, his gaze seemed solemn, filled with a cocktail of emotion ranging from anger, to sadness, to jealousy. At least that's what Price could guess. Rudy stared at Price, raising his eyebrows in recognition before sitting himself up and turning away from Alejandro and Gaz, who were now flirting and talking quietly amongst themselves. He made his way towards Price, sliding a chair out from the table to sit beside the man, he cleared his throat and spoke slowly, carefully.
“You keep looking at Gaz- You look at him the way I look at Alejandro..”
Price was taken off guard by what he was saying, but recalled the way Rudy behaved around Alejandro. The way he was so protective of him, the way he stared at him. Then it properly clicked, Rudy was pointing out how they were in the same situation. In love with men who would never for even a moment love them back.
“You love Alejandro then?” Rudy quietly nodded, sitting with his shoulders slumped and his hands together in his lap. He was a sad sight, in the corner of the room with Price, alone and watching.
“Anything you want to get off your chest then?” Price made his offer, trying to gently comfort Rudy even if he knew it wouldn't help his situation. “Alejandro keeps sleeping with people, men, women, everyone. Even with your men.” He gestured towards the pair who were now playing drinking games with each other, much to the group's delight. “I’ve seen him take people to his room, heard things I wished I hadn't, seen marks of what they did. Is there anything I can do to move on?” His voice threatened to break but he bit back a change in tone, biting his lip and peering up at Price.
“I wish I could give you some advice, hermano. But we’re in the same boat.” He took a sip of his bourbon, letting the taste linger in his mouth before going on. “Gaz is the same, sleeps with everyone no matter if it's a man or a woman. Just wish he wouldn't tell me so much, or show me the marks they left behind.”
“I would have gone crazy if Alejandro did that, you're a strong man Captain.”
“Could say the same for you, having known Alejandro since you were kids.. That couldn't have been easy for you.”
“Still isn't easy, but that's just our lives, eh?”
“Sure is.”
The two sat in silence, turning their attention back on the cheering coming from the centre of the room. They were playing spin the bottle, and Alejandro had ever so luckily landed on Gaz, facing him and pressing their lips together in drunken haze. Everyone around them cheered, gasped, whistled and made sly remarks about them, only digging Price and Rudy into deeper pits.
“Fuck.” Rodolfo winced, shutting his eyes and resting his face in his palms. Price placed his hand on Rudy’s shoulder, gritting his teeth as he listened to the sounds of more and more cheering while Gaz kissed another man. They were barely even in the room, so far tucked into the corner that no one's eyes could reach them, just part of the background. Rudy turned his head up, taking a moment to steady his breathing and wipe his eyes from the start of tears. Eventually Rudy had gathered himself, relaxing into Price’s gentle touch.
He pulled Price closer, raising his head and pushing their lips together in a sudden motion that went unnoticed by the rest of the room. He slipped his tongue into Price’s mouth, tasting the remnants of alcohol on his tongue. Price pulled away quickly, pressing Rudy’s chest to keep him away while he wrapped his head around what the hell he was doing.
“I thought you loved Alejandro?”
“If they dont love us, we still have each other, no?”
Price couldn't argue with that and pulled Rodolfo closer, kissing him with the ferocity of a man starved, desperate for some kind of affection even if it was misdirected. Rudy reciprocated and they found themselves standing in heat, leaving their chairs to rattle on the floor as Rudy pulled Price across the room in a quick blur, interlacing their fingers as they left.
The room barely took notice. But two pairs of eyes fell onto both men while they left.
“Please, make me forget him.” Rodolfo begged Price as he fumbled out of his clothing, pulling his shirt off while Price helped him with his belt, their mouths finding each other while they undressed. “Do you have any lube? Or condoms?” Price asked, his voice quiet under the rustling of fabric. “Never expected to do anything, never prepared for it.”
“I’ll be gentle then-”
“No! Please, just let me forget. Whether it be pain or pleasure.”
It hurt Price to see Rudy so desperate to ruin his body, but he wasn't one to judge. He had done worse with himself for the same reason, and he had already gotten so far. Once Rudy’s pants were off he pulled his boxers down, his half hard cock flopping onto his stomach when he was pushed onto the bed. Price followed after him, pulling his own hard cock out and sitting himself in front of Rudy's legs, carefully spreading them apart and resting his thighs around his waist.
He gathered saliva in his mouth, spitting it onto his hand before slicking Rudy’s hole with it; they had somewhere along the way agreed that he would be the bottom. He prodded one finger into him, watching how he squirmed under the foreign intrusion, but at the same time the way he bit into the meat of his thumb and tried to push back against Price’s fingers.
Price could hear the rumble of held back yells in his throat, but he tried his best to ignore Rudy and prepare him as best he could. He managed to get a third finger inside of him before Rudy was grabbing Price’s arm and sobbing for him to just fuck him- Price did as he asked and pressed the tip of his cock against Rudy’s hole, pushing inside while Rudy groaned loudly below him.
Rudy was on the verge of crying at this point, tears welling at the edges of his eyes while Price continued to sink deeper inside of him. He dug his teeth into his hand, tasting blood as he continued to grind his teeth into the flesh.
Once Price bottomed out he let Rudy breathe for a minute, leaning down and wiping a tear off of his cheek. Soon Rudy asked him to keep going, so he slowly pulled out, then pushed back in, and started a steady rhythm.
“F-fuck!” Rudy cried out, biting his lip and grabbing his cock, trying to keep it hard. It was still uncomfortable, and slightly painful, but nothing he couldn't get through. Meanwhile Price was grunting, trying not to react to how damn tight Rudy was. Nearly impossible to thrust into. But he kept going, pressing his lips against Rudy’s to get his focus back on him. Even if they weren't doing this out of genuine affection he still wanted Rodolfo to enjoy himself. It was the least he could do.
He slowed his pace again and joined Rodolfo’s hand in jerking him off, wringing soft moans out of the man while he got used to the feeling of Price’s dick inside of him. He was now properly hard, pre-cum dripping onto his belly and drool leaking from the corner of his mouth. Tears had gathered in his eyes again, but they weren't from pain, Price could tell that much by Rudy’s expression.
“Feel good?” He grunted, moving a hand to hold Rudy’s waist and waiting on his answer. He gulped and quickly whispered a response, “Yes, Gracias.” He blushed as he talked, trying to hide his face with his arm again, only for Price to lean down and pull his arms away to kiss him- again. Their tongues swirled together, the taste of each other lingering on their tongues even after Price pulled away to keep thrusting. This time Rudy felt it, the nudge on his prostate was enough to keep him hard even through the uncomfortable feeling inside him.
He grunted at the feeling, embarrassed but trying to lead Price in the right direction. “Th-there- m-more up, mhg!” Price followed his vague directions until he saw how Rudy reacted to one of his thrusts- his face had contorted and he tried to cover it again, only managing to hide it for a short while before Price again knocked against that pleasure spot and squeezed more moans out of him.
Ruthless with his movements Price had sure to hit that bundle of nerves in every thrust until Rudy was a sobbing, dripping mess, moaning and drooling into the pillows of the bed and desperately jerking himself off. Price was getting close himself, all of Rudy’s tightening and clenching around him had been enough and he rocked his body forward while Rudy started to convulse around him, his words becoming a jumble of choked out moans while he rode out his orgasm. He shuddered underneath Price, dragging out the pleasure for as long as he could before he relaxed and let himself go slack on the bed.
Price pulled out and jerked himself off to the sight of Rodolfo, groaning in a low husky voice while he came over Rudy’s body, his come streaking his skin and mixing with his own.
“You okay?” He panted, meeting Rudy’s tired eyes and dropping down beside him. “Yes, I’m okay. You can stay in my room. For the night.” He added, letting himself relax into the mattress while Price pulled the comforter overtop of them. He rested his eyes, putting his back to Rudy, hoping it wasn't too awkward in the small bed.
They fell asleep for the night, letting themselves forget about Gaz and Alejandro.