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Chemistry

Nextro Corp has always been on the forefront of medical innovation. From lifesaving equipment to bio medicine designed to fight cancer, the mega company had its hands in many pies. There wasn’t a single product in the medical field that couldn’t contribute one of its attributes to the company’s cutting edge research and engineering.

But our story isn’t about some medical device company with a well-funded PR department. No, this story is about something far more potent than profit and corporate espionage. As interesting as that might be, there was something far more important going on behind its walls than just nanobots and hands free surgery machines.

There was a blooming love.

Nextro’s office spaces and research facilities were state of the art and modern. The building a series of Plexiglas rooms and balconies supposed to put forward the illusion of transparency, but it was what was happing in the basement that pushed the bottom line. Down below the facility was just as modern and welcoming to help ease the consciences of the bio engineers that worked there.

The basement walls were pixilated monitors that glowed with images of parks and sprawling meadows, but a simple touch would change the wall into a computer screen with formulas and notes scrawled across it, the employees fingerprints the keys to their files. Everything was white and all the solutions had some sort of die to indicate spillage. A safety feature designed to prevent outbreaks and spillage.

This is where our story takes place, with a particular duo of engineers that had great…chemistry.

“Hey, Ari, babe? Can you come over here?” Chance motioned for his partner in both science and life to come to his side.

“What is it Jersey Boy?” Ari’s thick Bostin accent came through clear as day as he came over to his boyfriend’s side. Chance was hunched over a microscope, the husky doctor was twisting some dials before setting them into place. His dark wavy hair was beautifully slicked back to keep it from his work, but one strand always found its way to land on his forehead for that Clark Kent look.

“I think we finally got a specimen to take and reproduce with the correct genome,” Chance stood and looked up at Ari, the big Hispanic Bostin man had a few inches on the Jersey boy, his tight afro kept trim on his head and yet was still thick and full.

“Have I told you that you’re beautiful today?” Ari smirked, his thick lips cracking into a sly grin, his fingers coming up to brush that lock of hair on Chance’s brow back up into his gorgeous wavy locks.

“Were you even listening to me?” Chance sounded a bit annoyed, but his cheeks bloomed with a bright pink blush.

“Yeah, just marveling at my man’s Henry Cavil good looks,” Ari leaned in and pressed his lips on Chance’s forehead for a tender kiss. “And his big, beautiful, smart guy brain.”

“Okay, Sinatra, save it for the crooners at the bar,” Chance playfully brushed Ari off him while guiding him to the microscope. “Come on, check it out.”

“I’m already checking something out,” Ari bounced his brows at Chance as he eyed him up and down. His boyfriend wore a black turtle neck, red pants that clung to his thick thighs and glutes before exposing his ankles just before his loafers. On top of it all was a pristine white lab coat. The husky guy had a powerful body that pushed his pecks out and his little gut under that sweater.

“Could you not be horny for two seconds,” Chance rolled his eyes, but all Ari saw were those dark eyes gleaming with those long lashes and the slight smirk on those velvety lips.

“What now? Sorry, you distracted me with those lashes of yours.”

Chance huffed, getting a little annoyed at his big strong man of a horny partner. Chance gripped Ari’s ear and pulled him gently down with a few protests from the big guy.

“Hey, careful,” Ari chuckled. “Don’t make me submit a complaint to HR.”

“So long as you don’t make me submit one for sexual harassment,” Chance smirked and forced Ari to look into the microscope.

“I get it babe, I’ll keep it in my pants,” Ari smirked and focused his chocolate eyes on that microscope. He furrowed his brow before adjusting the slide and the dials. “The specimen does seem to be reacting the way we want. It could be a fluke or even something align to what we’re looking for, but we need to run a few more tests before reporting this as a find.”

Chance never got used to how Ari could change from horny beast to professional at the drop of a hat. It was Chance’s turn to look his man over. The Bostonian doctor was widely built, his body thick and strong. They both worked out together, and were very similar in stature, but they both loved their dirty bulk too much to change their diet. They were built like strong men, and Ari was clearly the stronger of the two. He wore a blue button down and slacks, but his arms filled out his lab coat so well that it forced it taut. He was so wide his shoulders bunched up a little. He really should just get a bigger coat, but Ari knew the effect it had on Chance.

“So, you think we’re on the right track?” Chance asked.

“I think it’s a huge breakthrough, babe,” Ari pulled away from the microscope to look his man in the eye. The Jersey boy was standing with his arms crossed, his dazzling teeth biting down on his lower lip to cause his smirk to slant as he looked the Bostin brute up and down.

“You need a bigger coat,” Chance commented, his eyes feasting on the thick slab of man before him.

“I do?” Ari rolled his shoulders, causing the coat to bunch up, the sleeves pulling back to expose the cuffs of his shirt. “I didn’t notice – Pa POW!” Ari quickly struck a pose, his arms up and straining the fabric of his coat as he flexed both his arms and did a side lunge like some superhero showing off.

“Yeah,” Ari continued as Chance chuckled at his goof of a man. “Feeling a little tight.”

Chance put a hand over his grin as he tried to stifle his chuckle, but failed to do so as he came to his man. Chance remembered the first time he noticed Ari’s thick arms. He asked so nervously if he could feel that bicep the first time, but now, he brushed his hands over those solid peaks. He ran his palms over those biceps and Ari flexed a little bit to make Chance’s hand bounce. Chance smirked as he ran his hand down that arm before lacing his fingers between Ari’s.

“You’re such a fool,” Chance took that hand and rubbed his cheek against it, the gruff callouses from his workouts brushed against Chance’s stubble as he nuzzled his cheek into the back of that hand. Ari smiled warmly as he turned his hand to cup Chance’s face, his thumb brushing against that soft cheek.

“Only for you baby, only for you,” Ari’s eyes glittered with the warmth he had for his man and he leaned in for a kiss. Chance didn’t stop him this time as Ari’s powerful lips came to Chance’s soft ones. It was tender, it was sweet, and it felt like they simply folded together when their lips touched. Ari’s free hand went to the small of Chance’s back, softly guiding him closer, not to control, but simply to invite. Chance accepted and leaned into his man’s chest. The smell of Chance’s cologne and shampoo filled Ari’s senses. A mix of pine, sandal wood, and cedar.

Chance gave a soft sigh through his nose as Ari pulled him close, the two sharing a sweet moment he didn’t want to end. Ari smelled of charcoal and mint, the light musk he had mingled with the other to make a smell that was beautifully unique to Ari. An aroma that made Chance feel safe, loved, protected, and free all at the same time.

Ari gave a little surprised huff through his nose as Chance bit on his lip. It wasn’t hard, it was a simple little bite, but it sent shockwaves through Ari.

“Now who’s horny,” Ari’s voice was low and husky, his breath holding the slightest hint of his afternoon coffee.

“You can only tease me for so long before I start to tease back,” Chance smiled, their smiles pressed against one another like their own joyful kiss before their lips came back together. Ari’s hand on Chance’s cheek rolled back behind his head to cradle it as he tenderly kissed his love. Chance’s hands roamed over Ari’s chest, his strong fingers surprisingly soft as he brushed over Ari’s sensitive spots. Chance’s hands ran over Ari’s pecs, his fingers brushing his sensitive nipples that were always on display due to the cold nature of their job.

“Okay,” Ari breathed as he pulled away. “I think you’ve had enough-”

Chance silenced Ari with another kiss, their lips smacking as he wrapped his arms behind Ari’s powerful neck.

“You’re not getting off the hook that easy, baby,” Chance’s voice was sultry and smooth, his breath sweet from the mints he took. Ari was going to protest, but Chance silenced his concerns with the thick smacking of their lips. Chance parted his lips, inviting Ari to slip his tongue in. Ari knew he shouldn’t, but he could never deny Chance what he wanted, not for long anyway. So this time, he cut to the chase and accepted Chance’s offer.

Ari’s tongue slipped into Chance’s parted lips, finding his partners waiting and wanting tongue. Ari’s pink tongue rolled with Chance’s ruby velvet one, the two daring the other silently to go deeper, harder, further.

Ari gripped Chance’s back and pulled him close as they made out, his hands roaming further down and gripping the thick and powerful ass cheeks of the man he loved. Chance threaded his fingers into Ari’s hair and pulled himself up to really let Ari take him.

Chance gave a little surprised yip as Ari gripped his ass and lifted him up onto the counter. Chance was going to protest, but he realized he didn’t care. Instead, he draped his arms over Ari’s shoulders while pulling himself closer to him by wrapping his legs around his waist.

“You know we shouldn’t be doing this,” Ari moaned into Chance’s neck as he pulled that turtle neck away to brush his lips against that hot flesh.

“Then you shouldn’t have been teasing me,” Chance huffed, his cheeks going from a pink to a glowing red as Ari pressed his lips against his neck.

“You know we should really get back to work,” Ari breathed into that neck as he tenderly kissed it.

“Who’ll rail me then?” Chance smirked and ran his fingers through Ari’s hair and gently pulled him closer to his neck. “Come on, I’ll even let you leave a mark or two.”

Ari gave a low, lusty chuckle and nipped a particularly sensitive tendon. Chance gasped, a shudder of pleasure ran down him as though Ari had plucked a string that hummed from the crown of his head to the tips of his toes.

“Don’t mess with a hot blooded Latin man if you’re not ready for the fire.” Ari hummed his words against Ari’s ivory skin, his tongue like a brush against canvas as he painted entire sonnets with that tongue. Chance was an instrument he knew how to play well, and he couldn’t help but love the way he tasted. The sweetness of his sweat, the bitter bite of his cologne and the hint of his allspice scented lotion. He was a perfect blend of savory and sweet.

“Oh Ari,” Chance’s toes curled in his loafers as his man played with his neck. One of Chance’s hands raked against Ari’s back, his lab coat bunching up while he dug his other fingers into Ari’s scalp. Ari opened his mouth and bit down on Chance until he heard him hiss through his teeth in pain. Ari immediately let up and kissed every tooth mark left there before pulling away and rolling the turtle neck up over it.

“I think that’s enough for now,” Ari chuckled and tried to pull away, but Chance kept his legs locked behind Ari. “You sure big guy?”

Air heard the distinct clatter of Chance’s loafers hitting the floor. Chance rubbed his bare feet over Ari’s ass, those large soles warm from being confined in those shoes. Ari felt his spine tingle.

“Fuck babe, you don’t play fair,” Ari bit his lip, but he couldn’t keep it together, his knees buckled and he slid down. Chance’s feet were pristine, but Ari knew that. He frequently cleaned and manicured Chance’s feet for him. He said it was really for both of them in the end, and the effect his feet had on Ari wasn’t lost on the Jersey boy.

“You can’t play with me like that and expect to get off scot free,” Chance smiled, lifting his leg up, his thick sole rising before being placed on Ari’s face and pushing him further down. Ari was fully on his knees as he took that foot and kissed each toe. They were warm, each one a bright pink, and laced with the thinnest layer of sweat. The saltiness quickly gave way to the bitter tang of the lotion he used to keep them soft, allspice and rosemary. Ari’s thumb dug into those soles, those feet already slick from their natural oils and moisturizers. The bones deep in that foot cracked as Ari took his time giving that foot the attention it deserved, all the while Ari’s cock throbbed in his pants and threatened to have his pre darken his slacks.

“Hey Ari! Hey Chance!” Leah greeted the two as she entered. The two’s coworker, a whooping crane, tall and elegant in her stature, came sauntering into the research lab. “I’m here to take over for…what are you two doing?”

“Oh…um…” Ari’s face burned, thankfully his tawny skin didn’t show it much. Chance was the one who came to the rescue though.

“I thought maybe I stepped on some glass and Ari was checking my soles.”

“Oh my,” Leah fluttered over, her tall lanky form needing to bend over to get a better look. “I’m so sorry. Was there a broken beaker or something. We would need to report a potential bio breach.”

“No, nothing like that. I think I maybe have stepped on something during lunch and somehow it found its way into my shoe.

“Yeah,” Ari grabbed Ari’s loafers and handed them to his lover. “Looks all good. Must have just been a pebble in his shoe or something.”

“You don’t feel any glass shards or anything digging into your foot at all?” Leah asked.

Chance hopped off the counter and did a little dance, his feet tapping against the pristine white floors.

“Seems like it,” Chance chuckled and then threw his loafers down and hopped back into them.

“Oh my, grand performance,” Leah chuckled and patted her feathery hands together in applause. “If that’s everything, you can draw up your reports and go. I’ll take over monitoring the specimens for the night.”

“Thanks Leah,” Chance beamed a warm smile as he patted Ari on the back. “Come on big guy. Let’s get out of here.”

“Um…yeah, of course,” Ari shook his head and composed himself. “Thanks for taking over Leah.”

“No problem, now you to get out of here and enjoy your nights,” Leah waived them off. The two gave her another quick thankyou before practically skipping out of the room. Leah rolled her eyes.

“Do they really think no one else sees they’re a couple?” Leah turned and set some files down before noticing one of the microscopes had tipped over. She frowned and pulled it up and noticed the slide that was pinned to it had jostled loose and split on the counter.

“Huh…” Leah grabbed some cleaner and sprayed it down. “Those two are such dorks.”

She didn’t think anything of it. Maybe if she had all of this could have been avoided, but that wasn’t the fate of the two lovers. No, that one little spurt of passion unleashed something that would be far more binding than either of them would have ever thought.

Their night was just beginning.

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