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"Let me take care of you." Alvin Olinsky stepped into Hank Voight's office really late in the night when no one else was working anymore in their floor.
"What do you mean?"
"You're never really relaxed-"
"-I am.. like last night when we grabbed a drink together", Voight tried to explain.
"No, no. You still weren't relaxed. I saw you. You're always so... you're on nerve all the time... you're always looking behind your back", Olinsky stated.
"And you aren't? With this profession you can't never really take a break from being careful." Voight had a point but he still knew that wasn't what Alvin was talking about.
"You know that's not what I mean."
"Fine."
"Okay then. Let's go."
"Wait what? Where are we going?"
"My place."
Al wasn't known for being very talkative so Hank didn't really expect to get any more explanation as to what the man even meant. His mind was going through hundreds of different options but he decided that okay maybe Alvin knew what he was doing and had a plan.
Voight took his jacket and they left his office. The car trip was silent and neither said a word.
Hank really didn't know what kind of "taking care" Alvin had meant and he was growing a little nervous.
"You need to let someone else take control for awhile", Alvin said while opening his house's door.
"I still don't know what's happening here."
"And that is pretty much the point", Alvin chuckled to himself. Hank was almost able to say something before Alvin continued. "Do you trust me?"
"I trust you with my life. You know that." But the truth was trusting someone with your life is a whole different thing than actually trusting them.
Hank trusted everyone in his team with his life but outside work he didn't really trust them. Not the way Alvin meant. He didn't really trust them with power over him. But Alvin... well he was different. "Yes. I trust you."
Alvin smiled a little which wasn't that usual for him either. "Okay. So basically I'm just going to give you a massage. But to take any control away from you, you will be tied down and with a blindfold."
"That really doesn't sound like just a massage", Voight joked.
"I guess it doesn't." No further explanation. Alvin started walking towards the stairs to cellar. Hank followed him. Why? He didn't even know. In the cellar there was a door with a lock. Alvin opened the lock and the door.
The huge metal door led them to a small room with cement walls. What brought Hank's attention was the bed in the back. It was the same type massagist had except it also had cuffs in each corner. The room also had huge cabinets with something one could only guess inside.
"I never took you for one to have a sex dungeon in their home", Voight stated looking at everything. There was also a hook and metal chain from the ceiling that probably had many functions.
Voight had never been too vanilla but this was all new to him and he felt himself growing really anxious.
"Well I mean what can I say", Alvin chuckled. That wasn't an answer but Hank knew he wasn't getting one. "So massage, while being tied down and blindfolded. That okay?"
"Yes."
"Okay take your clothes off except underwear", Olinsky said and opened one closet. Voight obviously looked at what was inside and saw a whole bunch of different lotions and everything you might need for aftercare.
Feeling little weird Hank took of everything except his boxers. Olinsky took off two different lotions but Hank couldn't see what they were. Hank walked to the bed.
Without saying a word Alvin guided him to lie down on his stomach and Hank did so. Alvin cuffed Hank's left hand first and then right one. He could still move them a little but he definitely couldn't get out of them. They weren't just usual handcuffs from sex shops but real chains tied to the wall. Then Alvin cuffed his feet. "If you pull the left hand one twice fast a red light will show up meaning stop", that also didn't sound like just a massage.
"In case you need it. But you know just saying no, stop or red is also the same. Just in case. Got that?"
Hank nodded.
"Words?"
"Yes."
Alvin had a blindfold in his hands and he started tying it around Hank's head.
Now Hank Voight, the Intelligence leader a lot of criminals were scared of was tied down on another man's bed with a blindfold and all of it was happening willingly. This definitely wasn't something he could have ever seen coming.
"Okay so the point of all this is to make you 100% relaxed."
"And why wouldn't a normal massage work?"
"Because you are always on nerve. Now you don't really have any control or power. You can't move or see. You can't control anything I do. Basically you're at my mercy."
At this point Hank was slightly glad he couldn't see Alvin nor could Alvin see his face which definitely felt to be reddening. Damn he never thought something like this would turn him on and yet still here he was, getting turned on by his good friend whose voice was actually incredibly sexy in a way Hank had never realized before.
But the thought of being at Alvin's mercy really did turn him on.
"Only thing you can do is relax and trust me to know what I'm doing." It was incredible how different Alvin's tone was now compared to when he was telling about the safe mechanism.
Hank had no idea what Alvin was doing and what was happening in the room any more. He could only try to listen and relax.
After what felt like an eternity he felt Alvin's hands on his back. The man was spreading lotion around and then continued to massage him.
Hank only now realized how tense his back was. Alvin's hands felt amazing around his back. The movements were kind of circular and he definitely knew what he was doing.
The blindfold made everything feel much more and somehow being tied down also made him relax more. Alvin was taking care of him. He didn't need to worry or stress anything. He could relax.
Alvin moved to his shoulders and neck. After hitting one really tense spot just right Hank had to keep himself from a moan. There wasn't anything actually sexual yet but Hank sure felt like it.
After awhile Hank felt Alvin's hands slid on his boxers. That was definitely intentional, or was it? Olinsky kept massaging like nothing had happened.
Then he stepped away and Hank heard the chains move but he didn't know what was happening. Then the chains on his legs were swapped. "Turn on your back, with your left side." Okay that was the explanation for moving the chains.
After turning Hank felt completely exposed. He was almost naked on the bed and couldn't see what was happening. He also was slightly horny, well not really horny but if something would happen he would be hard real fast.
Hank felt something very slightly on his chest, almost like a feather. Alvin was teasing him. Hank knew it. The light touch was almost ticklish but still somehow made him want more.
Alvin kept moving the feather more down, to a more dangerous area. After feeling the movement just barely above his boxers Voight noticed he was holding his breath. He breathed out and the same second Alvin was tickling his cock through his boxers with the feather. That made Hank breath in fast and also his cock started to get a little hard. That seemed to be exactly the reaction Alvin wanted.
"Oh you really need to be taken care of. I'm barely even touching you and you're already growing hard for me." The comment made Hank even more horny. He was growing hard for Al. That was exactly what he said.
"Like you aren't doing it on purpose."
"Don't talk back at me. Do you want me to take care of you or not?"
Hank didn't say anything. The answer was yes, but this was too humiliating.
"Okay. Then we're done here." Alvin obviously wanted to humiliate Hank even more to get him to say yes.
"Yes, I want you to take care of me", Hank said. Hank never thought to be submissive but here he was listening to every word Alvin said and completely willing to do anything he wanted and all this happened with a few comments and touches.
He wasn't even into men... or well clearly he was very into Alvin right now but he had never thought to be into men before this.
Hank's thought process was stopped by Alvin presumably cutting his underwear or at least that's what it felt like. He felt so vulnerable being naked, cuffed and blindfolded but not in a bad way.
Then Hank felt his legs spreading. The cuffs and chains were really able to do anything. Alvin could move Hank's legs however he wanted without actually needing to touch them.
The open position made Hank nervous. He hoped Alvin wouldn't try to fuck him. Hank wasn't ready for that nor did he thought he would like it. He knew it was a stupid thought considering all that had happened. Alvin would know Hank wasn't ready.
Alvin sat between his legs. Hank felt Alvin's hands on his cock and immediately due to the touch he was growing again in Alvin's hands.
Alvin was touching him in all the right ways and Hank grabbed the chains with his hands just to stop himself from moaning. He wasn't usually the loud type but now he was a lot of things he usually wasn't.
Alvin slowed down just as he was almost coming. "Nah, not yet", Alvin said. He even stopped completely and took his hand off Hank's cock. That made Hank squirm a little.
The man who had sworn not to beg was already so close to begging Alvin to continue. Just now he truly realized how powerless he actually was in this situation.
Alvin moved so that he was seemed to be sitting on Hank's legs. Hank wasn't exactly sure what position the other man was but he was some way on top of him and Hank noticed that the other man wasn't wearing jeans anymore.
Considering the position they were in and the fact that Alvin wasn't wearing pants anymore Hank felt a wave of nervousness over him when Alvin's finger started circling around his ass.
"Have you done any... anal stuff before?" Alvin asked while circling around his asshole with one hand and circling around his cock with another.
"No."
"Mmhm", was all the answer Hank got.
Alvin stopped and he must have put some lube on his fingers because when he started circling around his asshole again they were wet.
"This might feel a little uncomfortable at first but it shouldn't hurt", Alvin said and slid one finger in. He was right, it was a little uncomfortable but not even much. Alvin started moving his finger a little and for a brief moment it felt uncomfortable.
Then suddenly Alvin hit the right spot and Hank couldn't keep himself from moaning out loud. "Please", he found himself from begging more.
At that Alvin took Hank's whole length in his mouth and Hank most definitely wasn't expecting that. His thighs started shaking just a little as he came closer to orgasm. He wasn't even trying to be silent anymore but moaning at every movement Alvin made.
The man was good, better than good. He was just perfect. Almost embarrassingly quickly Hank was unable to contain himself from coming. Hank didn't shout but it wasn't that far from it either.
It was overwhelmingly good and he hoped the feeling would never stop. Everything was black for a moment and not because of the blindfold.
Hank didn't even realise anything happening until Alvin took the blindfold of Hank's eyes. Hank tried to read Alvin's face but he couldn't until the man was out of his vision. Alvin opened his hands from the cuffs and then went for the cuffs on his legs.
After he opened them Hank sat up. He felt so tired after the sex, if that was what it even was. Alvin hadn't really gotten anything out of it and Hank hadn't done anything.
"Do your hands or ankles hurt?" Alvin asked.
Hank shook his head. He looked at his hands. The cuffs had left red marks on couple spots but they didn't hurt. He assumed that to be the case with his ankles as well.
"Good. Wait here, I'll go get you some water", Alvin said and left the room. Hank was going to say no need, but then he realized how thirsty he was.
After Alvin got back he gave Hank a bottle of water. Hank only then realized the man wasn't wearing anything else than underwear. He then remembered he had felt his bare skin. Hank had no idea when Alvin had taken his clothes off.
Hank was almost going to start putting his clothes on until he realized two things. A. His boxers were cut from his legs and B. they had come here together with Alvin's car.
"You probably should sleep here tonight." Was Alvin reading Hank's mind or how did he know Hank was thinking about that?
"Yeah probably."
***
Turns out Alvin didn't have a guest room so they slept in the same bed. It wasn't awkward as Hank had imagined it to be. The next morning they had gotten up and got to work.
Next day Ruzek and Lindsay had both separately commented about how good mood Voight seemed to be on. Both times Olinsky was near by close enough to hear.
Hank really needed to think about everything. Obviously he had liked the sex. The only even slightly negative thing was the lack of intimacy. But he didn't know if he would want any other man. He didn't even know he wanted Olinsky. Did he?
Well Hank wouldn't be opposed to doing that again and the more he thought about it he wanted to see Alvin and be close to him. So the theory that he wasn't into Alvin wasn't true. The more he thought about it the more he realised that he had liked it being Alvin and hadn't tried to imagine it was a woman instead of a man.
Maybe Hank would be open to having sex with another man but he wasn't sure. He also didn't know if he was into Alvin romantically or only sexually.
But Alvin himself was a mystery. Hank had no idea what Alvin had gotten from that. Maybe he was that into dominating. But why Hank? Maybe to show dominating over his boss... the whole thing was ridiculous.
And if he liked Hank, which wasn't likely, why would he not just ask him out or said anything rather than doing all that without even a kiss or anything.
So the next time there were just the two of them Hank decided to ask Alvin about it.
"Al, how did you know I would be into that?" Hank asked first. "I didn't even know!"
Alvin shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't really. I honestly just planned on giving you a massage and maybe a handjob at most... then I picked up some small signs and tried to test my theory with few small things. Then you reacted to them a lot more than I imagined you would."
That made sense. "But why- well why?" Hank didn't know how to form the question right.
Alvin sat down in front of Hank. He seemed to realize this would be a longer conversation. "Do you think you were the only one getting anything of that? Nah, you made me pretty horny as well. I mean I got you over the edge so easily and you were basically shouting for me."
Hank blushed just a bit. "But did you even get off?"
"I'm all for the stupid questions but you're supposed to be a detective", Alvin said but then continued. "Yes, I got off. Maybe if you had been just a little more quiet you would have realized... why did you even think I only had boxers on?"
Hank had thought about it earlier and had come to the same conclusion as what Alvin had said. He just hadn't realized when or how. Then it hit him. In the end he had blown him and used his one hand on Hank... he had had the other hand for himself. Or that was the most likely solution Hank had come to.
"I didn't know you were into men."
"Well it's not something I've spread around."
Hank just smiled. He wanted to ask about Alvin's earlier statement about how much Hank had wanted Alvin but he didn't know how to ask. "Did you get off because it was me specifically or did it matter?"
That made Alvin uncomfortable. Hank saw it. "Uhh", Alvin rubbed his neck. That confirmed it for Hank.
"Because I got so horny because it was you who had control over me. Who could do anything to me. And as you then said, whose mercy I was on. You know I don't think I would have liked it if it had been anyone else... even my late-wife."
Alvin had his stupid smile on his face. "I'm sure we can arrange for that to happen again... let's say whenever you want."