Til the siren come calling

[metalicarus]

"We appreciate your hard work. We have one last mission for you."

The words rang through his mind and made him burn with anger and betrayal. He tried to make his body move, to force it to get up and fight back, to stop the Lazarus from doing whatever it was about to do as it approached, but he couldn't move except to squirm and flinch.

The zombie cyborg knelt down beside him and put a hand on his head, tilting it back to expose his neck as something bit into the human skin there. He watched as Void left the room, unconcerned with what was going on behind him and Jet's thoughts slowly slipped away. Then there was something else in his head. A voice was whispering to him, a familiar voice..someone he could trust; there was nothing but that voice and it's reminder how there was someone who betrayed him...no, multiple someones, people he'd trusted and thought wanted him around but were just using him, he needed to get back at them.

Istanbul. That was where they were.

'Go! Go! Traitors don't deserve to live anyway.' It whispered and he listened. His jets burned hot as they propelled him into the sky, indiscriminate of the building around him, it didn't matter, there was no time to waste.

He flew as fast as he could for the Gilmore Foundation.

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[metalicarus]

Jet was happy to watch his bare partner saunter off towards the bathroom, half stuck where he was for the stiffness settling in his legs, hips and back and half for want of another glimpse of the older man. It wasn't anything he hadn't seen before, strictly speaking, but that didn't mean he didn't want to watch as long as possible.

Of course, once Albert had returned and leaned on the doorway, just seeing him there in nothing but the steam settling in behind him sent a thrill through him that went straight to his crotch. If only they weren't both still recovering.

Jet climbed off the bed a little stiffly and followed his partner into the bathroom, stealing a hard and deep kiss before the older man could climb into the tub. As soon as Albert was settled, Jet climbed in after him and settled in against him with a contented sigh.

"Too bad we can't stay here forever."

[silberfuchs]

"Not in the bath, no, but here together..." Albert trails off, knowing this is the complete opposite of how they'd started the night before, with the German unknowing of if he could really handle a renewed relationship with so many unanswered variables. But even that seems an age ago, and here recovering from the night's passions and this morning's exertions, nothing else matters but how much he wants the man in his arms to stay there.

"Stay with me."

[metalicarus]

Jet turned his face to find Albert's eyes with his own.

"Seriously?"

He leaned up and pressed a simple kiss to the older man's lips, a smile breaking out across his own.

"I'll stay. Promise. I'll stay as long as you want me to."

He was done going off and trying to play some lone wolf crap, he wanted to be here, with his family, -with Albert- for as long as possible.

[silberfuchs]

That kiss, that joy that clearly spreads across Jet's features just at the simple request that he stay, equally spreads warmth through Albert's chest. This is what he wanted, what he's wanted for so long, and it seems so silly now that he would have denied himself out of fear and lack of trust. This is Jet, for goodness sake, and whatever his sins, whatever hurt, he'd never make a promise without well and truly meaning it.

Jet means to stay.

Albert means to let him.

He returns that kiss with every affection, securing his arms tighter around his partner.