Without really thinking, Somber moved one hand to push the paperwork to the far side of the desk. An open invitation, he knew, suggesting the desk NEEDED clearing for something that might get...messy.

An invitation Discord did not hesitate to take, in one swift move, he lifted Somber off his feet and sat his lover down atop the desk. His hands trailed down Somber's legs, nudging them apart so he could press even closer, kissing him deeply.

Discord expertly undid Somber's trousers, brushing over his hips as he worked on getting that pesky thing known as clothing out of the way. Just knowing he was about to take his precious Somber was making it hard to concentrate. Images of their times together so far flashed through his mind.

He indulged in another long, sweet kiss with the professor, as he guided Somber's hands to his waist.. Hands normally used to rifling through books and signing papers had no trouble in unbuckling Discord's belt. As he did, Discord once again went for the sensitive spot behind Somber's ears, sending shivers down Somber's spine that made him squirm. As he fidgeted, Discord worked the man's trousers down and over his hips, letting the garment crumple around Somber's ankles. With one swift nudge said clothing fell completely to the floor.

Sombra yelped as the chill of the wooden desk sunk into his skin. Discord had expertly unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing whilst they’d kissed, and now it fell open, exposing the light scars on his chest. He closed his eyes as Discord's fingers strayed over the lightly marred skin, recollecting what had caused those marks, and how that night had been the first step between the two of them...

"So many memories, and in such a short time..” Discord mused. Somber looked up at him, tugging at his rumpled collar to pull him in for a kiss.

"Lets make some more, mm?" He asked, impatient for Discord to begin now they’d gotten this far. His heart was racing and there was NO misreading the signals his body was flooding his brain with.

"Took the words right outta my mouth.." Discord's silky voice intoned, as one hand slipped over Sombra's thigh, and between his legs..

With every time Discord made love to him, the preparation felt less and less surprising, and morecomfortable.

Discord felt it too, for he nipped at Somber's ear and said "My my, somebody’s adjusting rather well..."

"I do believe that’s your accomplishment," Somber smirked as he traced the scar on Discord's shoulder, a mark from a fight back in the early days of his living in the human world. He groaned softly as Discord pushed his fingers as far in as he could, knowing this was a mere taster of what was to come..

"Oh I aim to accomplish many things with you my dear Somber," Discord grinned as he flexed his fingers, enjoying the way Somber squirmed, completely at his mercy. After a short but sweet round of this sensual teasing, he ceased preparations.

He kissed Somber again as he gently nudged him so he was lying on his back on the desk.

Sombra heard the soft, tinny whirring of the laptops fan by his head, amplified by the wooden desk, as Discord's hands moved to his hips, hands pressing into his skin and lifting his body just a little...

Sombra gripped the polished wooden desk underneath him as he felt Discord enter him, the familiar mass pushing deep into his body once more. The movement was teasingly slow, drawn out to arouse him even further no doubt. The level Discord seemed to know about all this startled Somber somewhat, but he didn’t deny it made things even more enjoyable. Soon Discord was fully inside his lover, the heat and tension of Somber's body far too enticing for its own good. It was enough to drive him crazy.

--I would ravish you until you were incapable of walking, if both of us had the time to enjoy it. Sadly this job business makes it hard to max your limit my dear Somber..--

Somber looked so damn sexy lying there, clothes rumpled and disturbed, the soft light of the desk lap and laptop screen highlighting his body. Deep black hair spilled over the light mahogany desk as Discord let his eyes explore a body his hands knew VERY well. Down to the point where they were so intimately connected....

"What’re you doing?" Somber asked, voice a little breathless. The glasses really DID look sexy, Discord decided, the light reflecting off the silvery frames.

"Just admiring you," Discord murmured "you certainly take good care of yourself..."

He braced his hands on the desk, his eyes meeting with Somber's as he made the first move.

The first deep, penetrating thrust always sent the most ecstatic rush through Somber, making him feel like he was going the best type of crazy....he gripped the desk, breathing rapid and heavy. His pulse was pounding in his ears, never had his heart beat this fast, before that first night together. His body latched onto this ecstasy and pleasure, and refused to give it up. As if it was punishing its owners mind for being so secluded, so deep in denial of what he wanted, no, NEEDED.

The frustrations of the day, of Cinch threatening him, of his own fears not an hour before...all of it faded away in the face of pleasure like this. The rhythm of every deep thrust, the sound of Discord moaning his name. He'd never felt like he'd mattered this much to anyone before, never WANTED anyone the way he wanted Discord...

Their ragged breathing filled the formerly quiet room with sound, intertwined with moans of pleasure and whispered words...

Even with the heat of his body running so high, Somber could still feel the imprint of his lovers finger on his hips, guiding each thrust as deep into his body as was possible...

Somber gasped Discord's name, feeling the pleasure starting to peak.

"Damnit," Discord panted "I cant hold back any longer..."

With those words, Somber felt his lover thrust in one last time. And that heady sensation of thick, sticky fluids surging into his body was the final trigger for his own orgasm to grip his body for those blissful seconds. He closed his eyes, arching his back as the surge of sought-after pleasure overrode everything else, and he happily let that blissful sensation distract him...

Discord watched his lover as the orgasm faded, shamelessly admiring him. These tantalizing glances at Somber's unleashed side only made Discord fall even further. Underneath Somber's layers of complex emotions was a powerful soul, but not one devoid of kindness...

As the sensation faded, once more Somber became aware of the humming of the laptop close by.

"Whew.." he stirred at the single syllable, opening his eyes. He focused hazily on the man still inside him, who was looking down at him with the most gentle expression, hands braced on the desk surface. Discord reached down and pressed his fingertips to Somber's chest, feeling the thrum of his heart and the soft sheen of sweat on his skin as he trailed his hand over Somber's chest. At last, he returned both hands to Somber's hips, gently easing himself out of his lover. Sombra groaned and shifted, feeling the familiar sensation in his back...

"How's your head?" Discord leant over to kiss him gently. Sombra returned it, feeling not exactly tired...more, content.

"Doesn't hurt at all.." he said softly, smiling. Discord helped him sit up, pulling Somber to rest against his chest. He ran his hands through Somber's hair, just enjoying the moment, the heat that warmed them both, afterglow of the passionate little escapade.

After a few comfortable moments, Somber kissed Discord gently, then managed to slide himself off the desk. He felt something trickling down the inside of his leg, and on instinct wiped it away with one hand as he casually pulled his trousers back up. He was looking for a tissue when, as his brain activated his curiosity, he did something unexpectedly sexy in Discord's opinion.

He had to bite his lip to keep from blurting out how fucking hot it looked when Somber licked his fingers clean in an adorably innocent fashion. Seeing the curious look in Somber's eyes as he swallowed made Discord want to-

He told his libido to reign it in, meeting Somber's eyes as the professor only NOW seemed to realise he was watching him.

Somber flushed, how to explain himself? He self consciously tried to wipe his fingers on his shirt, but Discord snagged his hand and pulled him close. Before Somber could speak, Discord kissed him, mimicking Somber's curiosity that interesting evening Discord had brought his overpowered amorous lover under control.

"Mm, tastes pretty good.." he grinned, releasing Somber "still, you’re sweeter my dear Somber...."

"Don’t be so daft!" Somber scolded, but the way he flushed made it clear he didn’t mind the compliment.

Discord pondered if Somber would be willing to go beyond just a taste test....maybe on another occasion?

For now he would keep the memory of Somber licking his fingers clean stored away in his memory.

"Ah!" Somber looked over at his desk, seeing it was splattered with sweat and seminal fluid, and went a deep shade of red as the adrenaline faded and his naturally uptight self regained control "please tell me you have disinfectant, Discord?"

"Somber, Somber.." Discord chuckled, and with a snap of his fingers a trace of magic ran across the desk, tidying and cleaning it "easy. Developed that spell early on.."

“What fo-" Somber cut off as the 'Well DUH' conclusion reached him "never mind." he said curtly. Discord chuckled.

"What? I had to occupy myself before I met you! As you so eloquently put I am, what’s the word, a "horndog", mm? And washing the couch was a pain too.."

Somber glowered at having his words turned round on him, which made Discord laugh and brush a loving kiss on his forehead.

"Remind me never to go near your hard drive!" Somber grumbled as he picked up the laptop he'd been working on, making sure it was clean. "OR your couch for that matter!"

"Which couch? Therein lies the rub." Cue facepalm from Somber for the additional innuendo. regardless, Discord continued "That IS one of mine."

Somber stared at him, then the laptop, then held the thing at arms length.

Discord couldn’t stop himself from bursting out laughing. So much for composure.

"W-what?!" Somber stammered "who knows what you have on here!"

It was several seconds of gut-busting laughter before Discord could speak again. Sober looked like he was torn between braining Discord with the laptop, or preserving his work and putting it down!

"Haa...sorry my dear Somber, but I HAD to!" Discord wiped his eyes, giggling away "I wiped and reformatted that one specially for YOU. All that's on there is your files..."

Somber looked at the laptop, then slowly moved it back towards him, then set it back on the desk, as if afraid it would bite.

"That is not funny." he grumbled.

"Oh come now, surely you keep some smutty little tidbits on your computers?"

Somber coughed, "well maybe before the fire burned the thing to a crisp."

"What about those backup disks the police recovered?"

"I didn’t keep THAT on them," Somber explained "The backup drives were for valuable data!"

"Well, you're more than welcome to peruse mine!" Discord said airily "I got plenty!"

"Did not need to hear that.." Somber shook his head. But he couldn’t suppress a snort of laughter, the whole business was pretty funny. He was so used to keeping everything about him locked up tight, he was somewhat startled by Discord's open, couldn't-give-a-fuck manner of doing things.