It had to be the worst place ever to suddenly find himself turned on, Ryusei decided. The place in question was the R-2's cockpit, where he waited to press whatever button Rai wanted him to press to check what was wrong with the mech's arm. It just happened that Rai was climbing on the said arm and checking something on the motor there, and the fact that he was all bend over and wearing a tight pilot suit - and Ryusei had a quite fine view from here - was not helping at all.

"Move it a little to the left?" Rai yelled in his direction, and Ryusei snapped out his daze. The pilot suit he was wearing was getting pretty damn uncomfortable, and he mumbled something in the communicator's direction to tell Rai to hold on for a few seconds, then squirmed around a bit to get the pilot suit open to ease his discomfort at least a little.

Rai turned to look at the cockpit, waited for a moment, then frowned, appearing annoyed. Ryusei quickly went for the controls and made an attempt to move the mech's arm. "Uh, no can do," he muttered to the comm. "Isn't responding at all now."

He saw the older SRX member shrug and turn back to working on the motor, which of course meant the blond ended up bending over again to reach something, and that was just way too much for Ryusei. This was Rai's mech, and he couldn't exactly start doing whatever he felt like here. He slumped against the seat and wished he was elsewhere. "Can we take a break?" He complained over the comm. "It's hot in here and this isn't my mech, so it feels weird to sit here."

It took a minute before he got the older man's attention. Rai turned to look in the cockpit's direction and tilted his head. "Wait," he said. "Ryusei Date is complaining about sitting in a mech cockpit? Are you sure you're feeling all right?" He climbed up from the R-2's arm. "But sure, I suppose you're right. I could use a drink."

Ryusei realized that hadn't gone as planned when Rai jumped onto the platform next to the cockpit. "Yeah, sure thing, you go ahead and get something, I'll-" He didn't get to finish his excuse, as Rai had on that moment activated the locking system that opened the cockpit from the outside, and he found himself looking at his teammate without the cockpit walls between them.

"It's strange though. The air conditioning should work fine," Rai said and offered his hand to the younger man. "I've never noticed it being too hot, although if it's so hot that you need to get half-naked in there..." He trailed off and looked at Ryusei up and down. "You're not coming out?" he asked while he gave his partner a meaningful look.

"In a moment, it's just that my pilot suit's kinda, uh," Ryusei attempted to explain. It was quite obvious that the blond wasn't buying it, and it was getting even more obvious that Rai knew why his pilot suit wasn't on properly. Of course, it just had to be Rai's style to notice everything. "Go get that damn drink," Ryusei continued, giving the other man a glare.

There was no time for any other excuses as Ryusei suddenly found himself pressed against the seat while Rai climbed into the cockpit and straddled him. The blond then went for the switch that closed the cockpit, and Ryusei noticed that there really wasn't too much room in a mech cockpit for two people.

"You pervert," Rai growled at him, and Ryusei wasn't too sure if his teammate was angry or amused - or both. "Well, it figures you would get all bothered when sitting in a mech cockpit, now doesn't it?" He slipped his hand down Ryusei's pilot suit, and the younger man cursed himself for opening the thing earlier, for now there was nothing to keep Rai from touching him down where it counted.

"Ow, sorry, it just happened okay, I didn't meant to!" Lame excuse as it might have been, it was the truth. Ryusei still had no idea what had made him aroused in the first place. Well, all right, outside the fact that Rai happened to have a fine behind, and the fact that his teammate had been climbing on the mech's arm. Thinking about it that way, Ryusei realized he knew exactly why. It was the combination of Rai and the mech.

Trying to figure out the reasons beyond that wasn't an option a second later, as Rai suddenly grabbed him behind the neck with his right hand and kissed him. Ryusei found himself frozen in place with his partner kissing him deeply, and Rai's fingers making their way past the whatever underwear Ryusei had under the pilot suit. Rai had the pilot suit on which meant gloves, but that didn't change the fact that those fingers were wrapped around Ryusei's erection a moment later as Rai started fondling him.

"R...Rai...ah, uh...?" Ryusei muttered against the kiss, his eyes wide.

"Quiet," the blond ordered and continued kissing the younger man. In their location and position, neither of them could move much, but Rai didn't seem too bothered. He slipped his hand lower and stroked the base of Ryusei's sex, his grip quite strong.

Ryusei couldn't do much beyond raising his hands and wrapping them around his teammate's shoulders. It was all happening too quickly, but he couldn't help himself. His heart was pounding and he had trouble breathing, not that half of that wasn't caused by the fact that Rai was quite effective at keeping him quiet.

"Mmmh?" He tried to voice his complaint but the kiss was stealing his breath all too efficiently, making his head feel light. A idle thought about Aya or someone coming to look for them and finding them here passed his mind, but he couldn't grasp the idea for long enough to actually find it a problem.

Rai continued for awhile, which was long enough to make Ryusei cling to him for support because of the lack of strength he was experiencing. The older man had a firm grip on his hair as well and held him close, and Ryusei decided to stop thinking. They were in a mech cockpit, and Rai was giving him a hand job. That was all he needed to know.

His partner pulled away from the kiss and stared at him with a strange smirk on his face, and Ryusei gritted his teeth, unable to actually keep himself from mumbling something. "Ack..." He panted in an attempt to breathe. He leaned his head against Rai's hand, only now realizing it was the man's right hand holding his hair. It was too late to start thinking about anything then, though, as he reached his limit. "Ahh, gh... Rai!"

"Yes?" The older man asked, moving an inch back. He stared at his teammate and smiled, waiting another moment for Ryusei to finish before he pulled his hand away. He raised his hand in front of Ryusei's face and looked at the glove covering it. "I guess we'll have to finish repairs on the R-2 later. I need to change out of my pilot suit, in any case."

Ryusei took a few deep breaths then stared at his partner. "Rai, you? That's." He blinked and looked again just to check he wasn't imagining things. "Your left hand."

"So it is," Rai said as he turned away to reach the control that opened the cockpit. He glanced around in the hangar just to check if anyone was around then pressed a quick kiss on the younger man's lips. "You look like you could use some cleaning yourself, so how about adjusting that suit a little and getting out of here?"

Ryusei just slumped against the seat and laughed, exhausted.

Author's notes:

I blame this one on MarsDragon as well. Originally written last summer in an LJ spam thread and edited later.

- Lady Harken (November 2008)