Be Quiet

Summary:

He decided that Matt should be the next one to choose from the list, especially after the last time. Matt chooses something at the moment.

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Matt and Kelly have spent the past days being together. Kelly watched over Matt carefully after the incident in the bedroom. They haven't done anything sexual, and that was mainly on Kelly because he's was scared of triggering Matt.

He knew his husband. He knew Matt would either pretend it never happened and carry on like usual or shut down. Right now, Matt is in denial. He is pretending nothing happened.

"Hey," Matt said, appearing at Kelly's quarters. "Need a smoke break?" Matt held out the cigars, and Kelly jumped out of his chair.

They are sitting on the roof at night while smoking their cigars. It was silent for a while. Kelly knew that Matt wanted to talk and gave him time to gather his thoughts.

"I hate how much my parents destroyed my life," Matt says, not looking at Kelly but out in front of him. His eyes are distant, and Kelly knows he is looking back on the past. "I mean, it happened many years ago, and here I sit still affected by it."

"There's no timeline on healing after a trauma like that," Kelly says softly. Matt nods but doesn't say anything for a while.

"I booked myself a therapy session," Matt admits, almost like he doesn't want to say it.

"That's great Matty, I'm happy for you," Kelly says and reaches over and squeezes Matt's thigh.

"Yeah," Matt says, not sure if it is a good or bad thing.

"It might take a while, but it will be good for you in the long run," Kelly reassures, and finally, Matt looks over at him.

"Yeah, I know," he says, smiling softly at Kelly. "But also about that night. Thank you for stopping, and I think we should stay away from restraints for a while."

"Yeah, I think so too," Kelly says. "Come here," he opens his arms, and Matt gets up and sits on Kelly's lap. He rests his head on Kelly's shoulder, and Kelly wraps his arm around his waist.

"I love you," Matt whispers and looks up to kiss him on the lips. Kelly smiles and whispers it back before they settle back. While cuddling, they continue to smoke as they look out at the night sky. Both are thankful for the lack of calls that night, and they enjoy time cuddling together under the stars.

Kelly and Matt spend the next week or two building back up to their usual sexual activities. At first, it was handjobs, then blowjobs for a while until they could have sex again. They kept it pretty vanilla, but neither cared as they were wrapped up in each other's arms.

Well, at least until one got bored during a public event and decided to spice it up for themselves.

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They were sitting at the banquet, and although this was a great time to chat with their fellow firefighters, both Matt and Kelly were bored. They've been to these things every year, and after an hour or two, it gets boring.

They had spent those first two hours talking to different firefighters and catching up with the ones they'd met before being placed at 51. It was fun while it lasted, and Matt enjoyed hearing more stories about his crazy, idiotic husband and no place better to get than drunk firefighters.

Now they were sitting out their table, being the only two there since neither were big on dancing and they were tired of talking all night.

"Hey," Matt whispered into Kelly's ear. "Can we have some alone time?"

"Alone time?" Kelly asked and looked at Matt with a smirk. Matt nodded to the bathroom that was just outside the ballroom. Kelly nodded, and the two looked around before getting up and walking over as discretely as possible.

Once they were out of the ballroom, Matt pulled him by his tie and pushed him into the bathroom. He watched the doors for about twenty minutes and knew that no one was using them.

"Didn't know you were the public PDA type of person," Kelly teased as he checked every stall to be sure. These stall doors were ceiling to floor, and on the locks, it says occupied or free.

"Not really, but you in that uniformed suit with all your awards," Matt says, walking up to Kelly and pushing him against the wall. "Makes it very hard for me to keep my hands to myself."

Kelly smirks and cups the back of Matt's head and pulls him in, closing the gap between the two officers. Matt quickly pulls away, and before Kelly can question it, Matt pushes him into a stall. He locks it right as the bathroom doors open, and Kelly laughs softly before turning them and pressing Matt against the wall. He connected their lips again, and Kelly had his arms on either side of Matt's head, trapping him in. Matt has both his arms around Kelly's neck, pulling him impossibly closer.

Kelly moves his lips down to Matt's neck, and Matt bites his lips to prevent any sound from coming out. They both can hear the person whistling and doing his business, and the fact that someone else could listen to them only makes them more aroused.

Kelly moves his hand down to Matt's pants and plays with the belt. Matt flips them and smirks at Kelly before leaning close to his ear.

"Have to be quiet for me, or else they will know what we're doing," he whispers while taking Kelly's belt off. Kelly manages to close the toilet's lid quietly and sighs in relief when the bathroom door closes, followed by silence. They chuckle and feel like many teenagers trying to get off between classes.

Matt undoes Kelly's pants and pulls it and his briefs down at once. Matt is quick and gets out of his pants as well, and they lazily fold it and place it on the closed toilet seat. Matt kneels, not caring that it's a bathroom floor that is relatively clean and looks up at Kelly. While maintaining eye contact, he takes Kelly's tip into his mouth and starts sucking. Kelly moans aloud and clamps a hand over his mouth when the doors open again. He curses whoever it is and then rolls his eyes when he realizes it's Hermann, Cruz and Mouch all chatting away with each other. He looks down at Matt to see if he knows who just walked in, and by the mischievous glint in his eyes, he does.

Matt decides to take this further and starts to deep throat Kelly right away, knowing their friends and coworkers are right outside a thin wooden bathroom stall. Kelly has one hand tightened in Matt's hair while the other is balled in a fist and in between his lips.

"I gotta say, we lucked out this year. We don't have a shift tomorrow," Cruz says.

"That's true. You don't have to do the job while hungover," Hermann points outright as Kelly's dick goes deep in Matt's throat.

"Well, I think now getting drunk at these things is no longer my style," Mouch says with a sigh.

"Hey, we're not that old," Hermann said, offended.

Matt brings one of his hands up to Kelly's face, and Kelly looks down with wide eyes. Matt taps his lips, and Kelly replaces his fist with Matt's three fingers and starts sucking on it. Both of them have to refrain from letting out any sounds.

"Not saying that we're old, but we've been to enough of these things that it's not as extravagant and cool as we were when we first started," Mouch defends.

"Well, I think the candidate from 45 is close to passing out on the dancefloor," Cruz said, and the three laughed.

Kelly watched as Matt took his spit-lubed-up fingers out of his mouth and brought it behind him to his hole. Kelly had to cover his mouth not to moan ridiculously loud at sight before him. Matt was on his knees with his lips stretched around his cock while deep throating him and shoving one finger into himself.

'GET OUT. LEAVE!' Kelly mentally yells at the three that are still out there talking about the candidate that nearly spilled his drink all over Cheif Boden or when he handed his glass over to Chief Carver instead of shaking his hand.

Matt moaned around Kelly's dick when he was two fingers deep in himself. The vibration from Matt's moan sent a shiver down his spine, and he let a little moan escape and was glad. They decided to turn on the faucet at that moment.

When Matt was three fingers deep in himself and felt Kelly have one hand tight in his hair while the other was biting down on his fist, he knew he was close. Kelly bucked up roughly and went further into Matt and shot his load. The three left, and once that door closed, Kelly let out a loud, almost pornographic moan. Matt worked him through it before Kelly pulled him up and flipped them, so Matt was against the wall.

Kelly kissed him roughly and loved that he could taste himself on Matt's tongue.

"Shit, I wished they left earlier," Kelly whispered, and Matt laughed and nodded.

"But it did add to the excitement," Matt admitted, and Kelly smiled and shook his head.

"We need to get you naked so you won't walk out of here with a cum stain," Kelly said, and they both worked quickly on Matt's tops.

Kelly kissed him again before flipping him on his stomach and kissing the back of his neck as he worked himself back to total hardness. He pulled back to spit in his hand and rubbed it over his cock, lubing it with his spit.

"Now it's your turn to be quiet," Kelly whispers and takes Matt's earlobe between his teeth as he pushes himself in Matt. Matt claws at the wall, pathetically trying to find something to grip onto and found nothing. He had his lips between his teeth, and his eyes squeezed shut as the spit wasn't the same as lube, and it was a more painful stretch, but he didn't mind it that much.

Kelly waited for Matt to adjust, and when Matt pushed back, he started to move his hips. They heard four footsteps walking into the bathroom, and Matt mentally cursed them. Kelly distracted himself by sucking on Matt's shoulder, and he slowed his movements to slow but deep, knowing the sound of skin slapping would for sure give away their cover.

Matt brought one hand to mouth as he bit down on it, and the other reached back for one of Kelly's. They laced their fingers together, and Kell pressed it to the wall.

Kelly continued the slow but deep thrust until he heard the last person leave the bathroom, and without any warning, he slammed into Matt, changing his pace to fast and deep. Matt moaned out, unable to contain it, and threw his head back. Kelly wrapped an arm around Matt's stomach for better leverage and adjusted his position to hit Matt's prostate dead on.

Neither could contain their moans, and they let them out, knowing they were alone in the bathroom. However, right as Matt felt like he was close, Kelly's free hand came over his mouth, and he stopped all movement. Matt whined behind Kelly's hand but stopped when he heard someone walk in.

Kelly kissed Matt's hair before starting up a slow and deep thrust once again. Matt took deep breathes, trying to contain himself and not make a sound with the person still in here. Kelly, however, didn't stop his thrust, making it ten times harder on Matt since his slow thrust is only dragging it out.

When the person left, Kelly slammed Matt against the wall again, almost squishing his face as he sped up his thrust and went deeper. Matt didn't mind the extra force as he was only focused on reaching his climax.

Kelly pulled out entirely, and Matt whined at the loss of something filling him. Kelly flipped him over and pressed his back against the wall. He tapped Matt's thighs, and he got the message. He jumped up and wrapped his legs and arms against Kelly, and Kelly pressed back in.

Kelly pressed his lips to Matt as he pressed him against the wall and started up his thrust again. He had to stop once again when he heard the door open again.

"I think I'm going to be sick," someone said, and they heard four other people walk in behind the two. Matt's whines were swallowed by Kelly, who started his slow and deep thrust again.

"Are you going to throw up?" One person asked.

"No," he said. "No, I'll be fine just need to splash my face with water and get a coffee."

"Good," someone said, sighing in relief. The bathroom was filling with chatter, the sound of the water running, so Kelly took that as his chance to speed up his thrust.

"It's late. I should get him out of here before he makes an even bigger fool of himself," another one said, followed by a murmur of agreements.

"Does anyone else hear skin slapping?" Someone asked, making Kelly and Matt freeze. The bathroom went quiet, and Matt and Kelly both think they have stopped breathing.

"Nah, your just drunk, man," someone said and laughed, and they heard the six walk out of the bathroom. Kelly waited until the door closed and then an extra few seconds to be sure.

"That was close," Kelly said.

"So am I so please," Matt begged, and Kelly started moving again, this time with more determination making his movements sharper. Matt bit down on Kelly's shoulder as he came, and Kelly came deep inside of Matt. He worked them lazily through their highs, and they were breathing heavily just as someone else walked in.

Kelly kept Matt pressed against the wall until he gained back some strength. He legs Matt's legs went and moved a few fingers to Matt's hole. He quickly took his cock out and shoved his fingers in, trapping his cum inside Matt. Matt nearly let a moan out if he didn't cover his mouth. Kelly moved him to bend at the hip, hands on the wall and facing it. He got on his knees and pulled out his finger for it to be replaced with his mouth. Matt bit down on his shoulder as Kelly ate his cum out of his used hole. He was glad when Kelly only ate the cum out and made him turn around and kiss him while pouring his cum into Matt's mouth. Matt gladly took it, swallowed it, and heard the door open, followed by shortening footsteps.

I want a bath right now," Matt whispered, leaning against the wall. Kelly chuckled and nodded. He grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned himself and Matt off the best he could. He got any cum or sweat off them and tried not to look fucked out.

"Come on, blondie," Kelly said, handing Matt's briefs to him.

"You just prolonged my orgasm in a public bathroom during a firefighter banquet. Let me regain myself will yeah," Matt said sassily, and Kelly laughed. The sassy side of Matt doesn't come out often, but Kelly loves it when he does.

They got dressed as quickly as they could and listened for anyone outside. When they heard nothing, Matt left first before signalling for Kelly to come, and they both walked up to the mirrors and fixed themselves. The doors opened again, and they were quick to wash their hands, pretending they were just done.

"Casey, Severide," Boden said, and they smiled at him through the mirror. They both dried their hands quickly before walking out of the bathroom, giggling to themselves.

"If we did that at the firehouse, would we get fired?" Kelly asked.

"Fired? No. Have a stern talking to? Most definitely," Matt said.

"Still worth a shot," Kelly said with a shrug, and Matt slapped his shoulder, causing him to laugh.

They only spent an extra half hour at the banquet before leaving and going back to their loft to have their much-needed shower.