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The skies above Libertarian were alight with a battle that made him truly understand why people from centuries past put gods representing thunder and lightning in the pantheon of the cosmos. Great horrible sounds beyond belief and a non stop barrage of silvery light escaping heaven made it seem like a great war was being waged above him in the cosmos. The landscape would flicker into light for a split fragment of a second, plunging it into unearthly icy silver depths. The mountains in the distance were illuminated from behind like they were the barrier for a battlefield. It was almost eerily still and quiet out, only a gentle pitter patter of rain. He'd turned all the lights in the room off and cast open the windows. He sat, quietly watching.
"Darrrrling?"
Anarco-capitalist's voice called from across the room.
"Yesss?" "What are you doing my love?"
"Enjoying the weather."
Ancap chuckled softly.
"All the money in the world and you're still scared of the storm!"
To punctuate his sentence, the ground seemed to shake from sheer force of the thunder ripping across the sky above them. Between the cold grey dystopian hellscape of the nationalists and the Las Vegas style desert Ancap's motel called home, there was the industrial district. All the warehouse raves the anarchists held and all the storage for nuclear weapons and all the factories with high windows sat drenched in darkness and in rain. Libertarian had called Ancap over to come ask about the price of some of the recreational nukes but neither man wanted to be stuck out in the storm for long.
Libertarian had been harboring a secret, or so he thought, crush on one mister Anarcho-Capitalist for some time now. The pale yellow flesh of the other man, the way his eyes lit up when he smiled at his buisness partner, the softness of his hands and the ever so slightly evil streak he had all made the other mans heart swoon. Ancap crouched next to him and brought him into a side hug.
"God fucking damn it I picked the wrong time to do cocaine."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Beg you fucking dog I am a god!"
Ancap laughed manically. Outside it seemed amber halogen streetlights were their only company. The asphalt outside was slick with rain and it made a hollow metallic sound as it hit the roof above them. The space was more than gracious and looked like it could be Posadist's home, giant warheads draped with cloth and radiation hazcom propaganda everywhere. The warehouse floor was concrete and the breakroom was dark.
Ancap had a 1978 Pontiac Firebird in a rich metallic honey sitting outside, he thought for a moment about putting a tarp over it but at this point the car was only a few years old. At any rate Ancap brushed off a spot of concrete and sat next to Libertarian.
"I always do cocaine before buisness meetings but the lightning is making it a little much."
"Yea I can feel your heart beating from here."
"And I can feel you shaking from here! Libby baby are you cold?"
Ancap's casual way of addressing everyone with pet names made the other mans heart skip a beat.
"I mean yea, I didn't think I'd need a coat."
"Oh you poor thing! Here borrow mine babydoll!"
Ancap shrugged off his neon metallic honey blazer and draped it over the shivering form of the other ideology. Libertarian was blushing a deep yellow, for a moment he was glad the only illumination was from outside. His coat was warm and smelled just like him, the most over-expensive cologne, the sort of papery cotton smell of cash and a little bit of warm leather.
Oh. Ancap didn't have his coat on.
In the dark of the room illuminated by the moon and lightning, Libertarian's eyes danced over his form.
He was tall, over a foot taller than Libertarian and incredibly well toned. He had on a pale yellow dress shirt, a jewel toned purple necktie, darker brown dress slacks and patent leather wing tipped shoes. He rolled his sleeves up and Libertarians heart melted right then and there. He could see hairy arms and sinewy muscle peaking out from the sleeves.
"God I just took a little but my face is completely numb again."
Ancap was pretty damn oblivious to Libertarians crush, much less the fact he was blushing. He cupped the other mans face in his hand and rubbed a well manicured finger over his lips.
"Lucky you with a face that can feel!"
Libertarian was going to pass out from sheer euphoria overdose. The sky flashed and he saw Ancaps face all washed out for a split second. He looked like a god.
"Yea, I sure do feel a lot."
"Uhuh, so anyways about the nukes! Listen, these puppies are built to last!"
Ancap got up and gave one a ring. He winced for a moment, maybe full force rapping the metal hull was not the move to be making.
"Is that safe?"
"Is anything? Why, you think a nuclear blast would kill me? Course not! We're gods!"
Libertarian remembered ideologies are functionally immortal, no wonder Posadist hadn't tried to take em all out like that. Behind his dusty plum aviators and the matte honey frames, his usually slitted pupils were overblown. He smiled and Libertarian could see his sharp fangs glint in the silvery light of the moon. The factory was pushed in a deep Prussian blue darkness, the moon and lightning made it just visible enough.
Amber streetlight was spilling onto the floor from one of the high high windows. Ancaps shoes made a pleasing clunk as he walked over to the next one. The warhead was fairly large and he removed the dust cover with much fanfare.
"Take a look at this beaut! Could wipe out an entire moderately oppressive communist regime with it!"
"Oh yea?"
"Nyes, absolutely! God sorry for being off my game today Libby darling, numb face and all."
He tried to grin, which is kind of hard to feel when you decide to eat cocaine like it's candy. Ah well. Libertarian had put the coat on and smoothed back his mustache. He almost stuttered when he spoke, his heart was beating more than Ancaps.
"Y'know, maybe it'd be mutually beneficial for us to kiss?"
"Hmm?"
Ancap didn't fully process the other mans request.
"Y-y'know. To ah see if you can feel! Yea that's it!"
"Oh, sure Libertarian! Why don't you take me in the breakroom to see if I feel too?"
His slightly sardonic tone caught the other man off guard.
"Oh please, we aren't children playing spin the bottle, though I'd probably be more inclined to kiss you if you were, we're adults and ideologies simply ask for what your heart desires!"
"Nukes! Wait, no. I'd like to kiss you."
Ancap laughed.
"We are a buisness motivated people."
He smiled and took Libertarian by the wrists. Their hearts were rapidly pounding as one. Libertarian closed his eyes and leaned in. His mustache tickled against the stubble on Ancaps face. His lips were soft and his breath was warm and he tasted like things too expensive for Libertarian. He wanted more. Ancap pulled him closer in and their arms became intertwined. His fangs softly nipped at his lower lip and their tongues were slick with spit. Libertarian was so head over heels for the other man that this alone made him blush. Ancap moaned softly when Libertarian's arms tightened around him. They broke it off and he gripped Libertarian's face.
"Should we take this buisness meeting somewhere more comfortable."
"Yes, please sir."
Oh dear, Libertarian had called the other man sir without even thinking.
"Sir hmmm? How adorable darling!"
"Thank you, sir."
Libertarian liked that a little more than he realized. He took him by the hand to the dark breakroom. The lights were off and the silvery light from outside struggled to illuminate the small space. It had a viewing window for the factory, a couch, and a smattering of tables. Ancap walked over to the industrial foodservice coffee pot and let the percolator get to work. Libertarian shrugged off his coat, or Ancap's coat to be specific and undid his bowtie not two seconds before Ancap grabbed him by the shirt and pulled himself on top of him.
He coiled around the other man like a great and terrible serpent. He was warm and soft and pressing the other man into the couch with a pressure that made him realize he was woefully touchstarved and kissing him softly.
"I feel better now my darling."
He grinned and bit softly at Libertarians neck. The other man gasped softly at the feeling. Ancaps hands snaked around his torso and undid his black vest. Libertarian was a few inches taller than five foot, but tried to stave that off with overly tall hats and shoes that made him a little taller. Of course, when Ancap was next to him it was all moot point, the other man towered over just about everyone. They sat on the grey suede couch and Libertarian undid the other man's tie, but not before pulling on it to bring him in for another kiss. Ancap blushed at the other man's touch.
He was practically pinning him to the couch with every kiss and Libertarian wouldn't have it any other way. They dressed down until the two of them were in calf-high dress socks and boxers. Libertarian loved the sensation of flesh against flesh and brought Ancap into a hug. The weight of the other man nearly knocked the wind out of him but it felt wonderful. The storm had stopped tearing the night sky apart and was now pelting the landscape in a gentle rain.
"Hey don't you libertarian types make a big deal about being stepped on?"
The other man froze.
"Yea, why do you wanna tread on me?"
They both cracked a grin at their terrible, political joke foreplay but it made them both blush enough they didn't care to stop.
"Ohh I'd love to! On all fours for me please Libby."
The other man was glad his lover had decided to jump the gun and start giving orders like he was running a buisness. Ancap got up and walked over to the lightswitch. Outside was illuminated in high up fluorescent that gave the room just enough light.
"Ach even with sunglasses it still doesn't get any less jarring!"
He laughed softly and pressed a sock into the back of Libertarian's head.
"How does this feel huhhhh? I'm treading all over youuu oh dear!"
His soft teasing tone and the gentle pressure on the back of his head were enough to make the other man blush.
"Good sir, harder please."
"Nyes of course baby!"
He felt the side of his head get gently squished into the carpet.
"Mn hold still."
He sat up and Ancap used his necktie to restrain his wrists behind him. Libertarian blushed as Ancap towered over him. He pressed gently on the other mans chest and he landed on his ass. Ancap stepped lightly on his throat and the other man struggled against the restraints.
"Ohh do you like that?"
Ancap helped him prop himself up and wrapped a soft hand around Libertarian's throat.
"Let's see just how well you enjoy it then."
His touch was light and the slight struggle to pull in each breath was enough to get him hard enough Ancap noticed.
"Ohh how cute Libby!"
He let go, it had felt like a snake was winding its way around his throat. He coughed slightly.
"Thank you sir."
He was blushing hard and eyeing Ancaps bulge.
"Ohh do you like what you see baby?"
"Yes sir."
His voice was quiet and soft and he looked in awe as Ancap slid his boxers off.
"How do you want me baby?"
Ancap was enjoying this just as much as Libertarian and touched himself lazily. By now the drugs were mostly out of his system, his pupils were fine slits again and he was standing over Libertarian.
"Take me, please sir."
Libertarian rubbed his wrists as he was freed from bondage and knelt on the couch.
"Ah ah Libertarian dear, you looked so cute with your hands behind your back!"
Ancap gently took his wrists and bound them again. He, by some miracle or maybe a little pre-planning, grabbed some lube from one of the drawers in the breakroom. He slicked himself up and Libertarian braced in anticipation. He slid the other mans boxers off and eased one, then two fingers gently in and out of him.
"That feel good baby?"
"Mn yes sir."
Libertarian's voice was slightly muffled, he was nearly face down in the couch. His hands struggled slightly at the bondage and Ancap gave them a loving squeeze.
"Let me know if it's too much, alright baby?"
"I can handle it sir."
Ancap was decently endowed, about seven inches which was enough to make the other man doubt if he really could take it. He eased slowly in and Libertarian drew his breath in.
"Ohhh Ancap I love you."
He didn't even mean to confess his love, but he wanted to be seen as more than just another one night stand.
"I love you too."
That was enough to set the other mans heart beating fast again. Ancap eased himself in until flesh met flesh.
"Can you handle it alright baby?"
"Mn yes sir you can go faster."
He felt his bound hands getting patted softly.
"Keep giving orders and I'll let you tie me up!"
"Mn maybe next time?"
"You like me enough for a next time?"
"I'm in love with you Ancap."
He took that as a go ahead to thrust in and out of the other man in a fervor of sheer love. Love love love he was in so much love! The both of them were! The night continued above them as Ancap thrust harder into Libertarian. The other ideology started moaning softly when Ancap's cock went inside him so right. It made him feel better than he ever could have imagined.
"Sir harder please!"
"Of course baby I love you!"
He kept thrusting in and out of Libertarian. The other ideology arched his back and his hands twitched softly as he tried to touch himself.
"Ohh give it some time dear."
He smiled down at the ideology beneath him. He enjoyed the soft feeling of being deep inside of the other ideology. He thrust into the other man and came absolutely undone when he heard his soft moans.
"Ohhh god I love you Libertarian."
He grabbed ahold of the other mans hips and dug his nails in tight as he came.
"Ffuck good job!"
He slowly eased out of the other man. Libertarian was a blushing mess, the feeling of Ancap cumming in him was enough to make him ache for the other mans touch. He sat on the couch and brought him into his lap.
"Shhhh baby let's take care of you hmm?"
His hand reached out to start stroking him. He was an inch or two shorter in more ways than one compared to Ancap, but he was thick enough the other man bit his lip at the thought of taking it.
"Mmn Libertarian babes you definitely gotta let me try and take you sometime it'd be a shame not to!"
The other man was a blushing, lovesick mess and tried to form a single coherent thought other than sheer love.
"I love you!"
"Nyes, I love you too."
He nuzzled into the crook of the other mans neck.
"Come on be a good pet and cum for me darling."
His voice came in low soft and smokey like a cigarette put out on velvet. Libertarian arched his back and came in the other mans hand.
"Ohh I see that's a common trait amongst librights!"
"I think the common trait is love for you."
"Oh, I like the way you see the world!"
"It's a better place with you in it."
They held onto one another before Ancap pushed Libertarian off.
"Alright alright we can cuddle after I wash your fucking cum off my hand."
He laughed and went to the kitchenette sink in the break room.
"Oh hey I made coffee! Did you want some?"
"Did you forget?"
"Nyessss I thought you just smelled like coffee."
Libertarian chuckled softly.
"Can I put some clothes on first? I don't wanna spill coffee on my dick."
"What c'mon it'd be like wax play!"
"That's a real thing?"
"Oh baby I will open your eyes to the most perverse world if you'd let me."
That statement excited Libertarian more than he wanted to admit.
"I think the most degenerate thing you could do is come cuddle with me."
He got dressed again and made sure to put on as much of Ancaps clothes as possible. He smoothed down his own dressshirt and adjusted his bowtie.
"Oh, I see you've decided to borrow my boxers and blazer! Wanna take my heart while you're at it?"
"My love is free as long as the market is."
They both cracked a grin at that.
"Did you want your own blazer? It's really no problem."
"This one is yours though."
"Mmhm, I'll get another one then."
He grinned and handed the other man a scalding hot cup of coffee.
"Oh, we should let these cool. Do you want to see if it's still raining?"
Libertarian nodded and slipped his shoes back on. They went out and he squinted in the bright overhead light. Ancap quickly shut it back off and threw open the bay door just enough. There was a gentle breeze and cool air washed over the warehouse. The rain filled every sense as it cascaded down.
Outside was a loading dock, amber streetlights and other corrugated metal buildings standing silent. Ancap walked back to get the coffee and they took a seat on the dry concrete and watched the rain reflect off the neochrome oilslick puddles on the pitch black asphalt. Ancap pressed a kiss to the other mans lips. He was glad he'd decided to do what his heart had sung to do for ages now, it felt so right to be with another ideology, and even better with another libright.
He put the blazer over the two of them and their hands met in the middle. The rain continued to fall outside.