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ajremixTitle: Better than Perfect
Fandom: DCU
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3045
Characters: Ted, Booster
Summary: Sequel to Fuzzy Wuzzy. Ted gets a clue. And his man.
Ever since the, uh, Locker Room Incident as Ted had taken to mentally think of it, Ted found his mind drifting more and more to Booster. Not that he never thought of Booster before, or even in vaguely sexual context before- he was a very attractive man and could make Ted feel simultaneously relaxed and energized just by being around. It was just before all of Ted’s sexy Booster-related thoughts were just idle- creeping up on him in moments of extreme boredom or exhaustion when he had no will to fight the images back.
Now, though, now they were coming to him daily. Multiple times, even. And those ideas were getting more vivid, more effective and Ted really needed to do something about thinking of Booster and sex and sex with Booster in the middle of a board meeting before it got to the point where his hard on got too raging to quell before he had to stand up.
To make the situation even worse, Ted started noticing how much Booster actually touched him. And they weren’t just simple touches, like brushing against an arm or something. Booster liked grabbing his hand or elbow, liked slinging an arm across Ted’s shoulders, liked leaning on his back with his breath hot against Ted’s ear. And Booster always seemed to have an excuse to touch Ted even more. He’d grab Ted’s hands and trace every inch of his fingers, rub thumbs against his palms, all the while saying how amazed he was at the agility of Ted’s hands. Or he’d grab at Ted’s sides, hands skimming along his waist and hips and happily chatter about Ted losing weight and being able to see and feel the hard muscle underneath again. Or he’d run his hands through Ted’s hair and say he needed to get a trim and when Ted did, Booster would still run his hands through Ted’s hair, scrutinizing and styling it before grinning and saying it looked good.
The times Booster sat too close, the times Booster would hurry Ted up with a hand that was a little too low on his back, when Booster would idly trace the pattern of Ted’s suit on his shoulders during meetings, when all the little touches and smiles and such finally insinuated themselves in Ted’s brain, it was obvious. It was more than obvious- it was a laughably giant and neon sign that said ‘BOOSTER GOLD WANTS TO BANG TED KORD’ and Ted had somehow managed to miss it for so long.
He even made a mathematical formula that took all of Booster’s touches, all the time they spent together, all the little things Booster went out of his way to do for Ted and compared it against what he remembered of his past girlfriends’ actions. Then Ted did the same for how he acted with Booster to how he acted with those girlfriends and the results were rather astonishing to him. Even Melody’s numbers- who he worked with and was his most serious relationship -weren’t even close to the ones Ted crunched out for Booster.
Ted asked Scott if he thought Booster was flirting with him and Scott just looked at Ted as if he were crazy. Not ‘you’ve gone nutters’ crazy but ‘are you seriously just now figuring this out?’ crazy. And when Ted asked the girls, Bea just went off in peals of laughter and managing to choke out “So much for being a genius!” between gasps. Tora just smiled and said, “Booster is so sweet with his persistence.” And Guy... well, no way in hell Ted was going to bring it up with Guy and the thought of talking to J’onn or Max about it just felt weird.
So Ted took all that information together- Booster’s flirting, the numbers of their actions toward each other, Ted’s own growing fantasies and the fact that he’d been jacking off to the thought of Booster more often than not lately -and decided what he should do about it.
The answer was simple: take Booster out on a date, look for that moment that said Booster wanted more than just friendship, kiss him and then let whatever happened next happen. Even though the last time Ted fooled around with another guy was college, he felt oddly satisfied with this course of action and the potential that ‘whatever happens’ had.
He had the date more or less planned out and- barring any super-villain interventions -they’d have the entire day to themselves. Or, perhaps more accurately, Ted would have Booster to himself. From an early lunch at the cafe down the street to wandering around and doing whatever caught their interest to dinner at the cozy little Indian place that let them have a nice evening walk through one of the quieter parks afterward. And the entire time Ted was going to keep a careful eye out, waiting for that sign that said Booster wanted to kiss him. Then Ted would reach up, pull him down and prove his fantasies were no where near as good as the real thing.
Within an hour, Ted was so caught up in enjoying the day with Booster, he forgot all about the plan.
It wasn’t until they got back to the embassy that Ted remembered what the purpose of the outing was for. They ended up outside the door to Booster’s room and Booster grinned down at Ted. “That was a lot of fun,” he said, “we need to just go out and do nothing more often.”
Ted’s throat went dry and he said, “Yeah.” He was so busy scrutinizing Booster, desperately trying to figure out if he wanted a kiss or not that he missed his cue to make a flippant remark and an awkward kind of silence developed.
Booster eventually ducked his head a bit and squeezed Ted’s shoulder. “Night, Ted.”
Then his eyes flickered, just briefly, down to Ted’s lips and Ted knew that was the moment. “Hang on a sec,” he said and when Booster paused Ted pushed himself up on his toes and, with his hands tentatively resting against Booster’s chest, kissed him. Booster made a startled sound under his lips but otherwise made no move for so long Ted had fleeting thoughts of being wrong. And when Booster continued to not do anything, panic started trembling at his spine, a stream of ohgodohgodohgod, what have I done? screeching in his head.
Then warm hands gripped too tightly at his shoulders and Booster’s mouth opened up under his and Ted suddenly found himself drowning in Booster- his taste, his scent, his very presence. Electricity shot through Ted, making him groan around Booster’s tongue.
Ted’s hands traveled down while Booster’s went up; one set of fingertips finding a strip of skin between shirt and pants, the other set weaving through thick auburn hair. Someone moaned and someone else rolled their hips. Ted pulled back and said, “Clothes need off,” but it was muffled by him tracing frantic wet kisses against Booster’s chin, over his jaw and down his throat. He felt a hard shiver under his lips, found that spot again and latched onto it, sucking, licking, nipping at it to the chorus of Booster’s whimpers and ‘God, Ted- so good’.
Someone was tromping up the stairs of the embassy loud enough to draw Ted’s attention. He fumbled with Booster’s door for a moment before finally twisting the handle and pushing the both of them through. Then Booster shoved him up against the nearest wall and proceeded to kiss the hell out of Ted.
“Oh God,” Booster whispered, taking a moment to suck on Ted’s tongue. “Please tell me this is real.”
“Really real.” Ted pulled them apart long enough to drag Booster’s shirt off, then his own “You never said anything.”
“Your time period is weird about same-gender relationships. I don’t know who’s going to be okay with it or not.”
Ted put a hand up to stop Booster’s seeking mouth and told him, “You realize all our teammates already knew you were trying to seduce me, right?”
Booster blinked. “What?”
“....I know you aren’t subtle, Booster, but really. I mean, when I figured it out- and I know I tend to miss these things -it was really, really obvious. I’ll bet everyone in the JLE knew, too.”
“I... didn’t even...” Booster took half a step back, face coloring in the dark. “I mean, you never seemed to notice or mind, so I’d push a little bit more and I kept thinking I’d stop if you ever seemed bothered, but you never were.”
“Yeah, I’m oblivious and you’re obvious.” Ted’s lips quirked up in a grin. “Guess it all works out in the end, huh?”
“Yes it does,” and Booster’s hands were on the clasp of Ted’s pants and Ted was walking them back to the bed. They stripped, too intent to get their mouths back on each other to care about how loud Booster’s bed creaked when they toppled onto it or to admire each other’s bodies when their hands could map it out instead.
Ted pinned Booster to the bed- not that Booster was very inclined to fight -and staked his claim by fucking Booster’s mouth with his tongue until the other man moaned, hands scrabbling for grip on Ted’s thighs.
“Want you,” Booster panted against Ted’s lips. “Always wanted you.”
That went straight to Ted’s dick, each moan and whispered word, every time Booster shifted made it harder and harder. He kissed Booster again, a sweet, chaste thing, then scooted down Booster’s body. His hands were pale in the moonlight and against Booster’s chest and when they swept over dark nipples, Booster’s back arched with a small cry. Ted made a mental note to explore just how sensitive they were later- he had a larger, more immediate goal in mind.
He sat between Booster’s legs, licking his lips at the length half-erect and flushed dark before him. Ted looked up and saw the cautious optimism and anticipation in Booster’s eyes. Ted grinned at him then, without taking his eyes off of Booster’s, took the head of his cock in mouth and sucked
Booster gasped and his hips jerked, “Ted!”
“Hm?” Ted pulled back, running fingers over Booster’s cock and teasing at his slit until precum coated his fingertips. “You wanted something?”
“For you to put your mouth to good use?” Booster said with a wobbly grin, rolling his hips suggestively.
“Such a charmer.” But Ted lowered his head again, nuzzling his lips to Booster’s cock, sucking against the vein pulsing there and the bundle of nerves below the head. A hand wove its way into Ted’s hair and Booster made approving noises as Ted suckled. His lips wrapped around the head and his hand stroked the shaft, twisting as he moved. Then, anchoring Booster’s hips down, Ted slowly bobbed his head, trying to take in as much of Booster as possible. He could feel his throat working around Booster’s cock, could feel the deep, full-bodied groan that shuddered all down Booster’s body and it made Ted moan. Ted pulled back and, just as slowly, swallowed Booster’s length again and again until Booster’s hands were fisting at the bedsheets, begging for more and Ted’s jaw began to ache.
Moving a hand to grip tight around the base of Booster’s cock, Ted pulled back until just the head was in his mouth and sucked hard. Booster made a choked noise, thrusting helplessly up. “Ted, Ted, please!” He could feel Booster’s thighs trembling around him and when Ted looked up, Booster’s head was tossed to one side, arms stretched back and clutching at the pillow desperately. “God, Ted- fuck me. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. Please.”
Ted’s cock twitched hard and he groaned, making Booster gasp loudly. Ted pulled off of Booster’s dick, giving it a last, long lick up the underside and panted- with the circle of his hand stroking to stave off Booster’s whine- “I need- where-“
Even with the broken fragments Booster understood and a hand flailed out, fumbling at the drawer of the nightstand. It was intoxicating to know that someone so unfoundedly self-assured could be reduced to such a clumsy, erotic mess and that Ted had the power to do it. When Booster passed the lube, Ted lowered his mouth to Booster’s cock again, letting the other man thrust shallowly into him.
He coated his fingers in lube and eased a finger into Booster as his other hand smoothed soothingly over the back of a thigh, thumb rubbing at the skin just behind Booster’s sac. As Ted worked in his finger, crooking and stroking as he went, he looked up at Booster, breath caught at the sight. At the flush high on Booster’s cheeks, at the trembling of his body, and of teeth biting into his lip with every whimper, every writhe, the stuttered rhythm of his chest rising and falling, and the way Booster’s brow creased, fighting between wanting to watch Ted’s lips stretch over him and wanting to just let sensation take him away.
Ted pulled his finger away and Booster whined. He pushed in with two and Booster let out a keening sound that made Ted groan. He scissored his fingers and let Booster’s wordless encouragements set the pace, careful to learn which twists made Booster’s back arch and which ones made his entire body clench.
“Ted,” and it might’ve been an attempted warning or just another overwhelmed gasp, but Booster’s entire body shuddered and he came in Ted’s mouth so suddenly he choked, pulling back to cough and let the cum splash against his chest and shoulder.
“Sorry,” Booster said breathlessly. He didn’t sound particularly apologetic, but then he looked so dazed and blissed out that Ted couldn’t blame him from sounding anything less than amazed at the world in general. Ted grinned and crawled up Booster’s body, giving him a long, languid kiss. Booster pulled back and ducked his head to suck the cum off of Ted.
Afterward he let his head drop back onto the pillow and said, “Wow.”
Ted couldn’t help the smug grin, hand idly stroking Booster’s dick, letting it rest limply against Booster’s stomach. “Good?”
“My fantasies got nothing on you. I never want to not be having sex with you again. Unless it’s after sex because- wow.” He licked his lips, a hand tracing over Ted’s arm and eyes darting down to the erection pressing against his hip. His eyes went back up to Ted’s and there was a wicked little gleam in them. “You know, since you’ve already done all the preparations...”
Ted’s eyebrows jumped a bit. “You... sure that’s okay?”
Booster snorted. “Considering how long I’ve wanted your dick inside me- yes, I’m sure I still want it right now.”
Ted probably had some smart-ass response, but the thought of Booster’s sweet heat clenching around him just wrapped around Ted’s brainstem and made all communication impossible, save for the, “Thank you, God,” mumbled against Booster’s lips.
“Atheist, remember?” He teased back. “Though if you want to call me God, I’m not- oh! -not... gonna argue. O-oh God...”
Ted just grinned as he sank further into Booster. “Thought you were an atheist.”
“Just ‘cause I use the name in vain,” Booster panted, “doesn’t mean I believe.” His hands clutched at Ted’s sweat-slick back. “Ted... Ted, you feel so good...”
“You feel amazing.” He buried his nose against Booster’s neck, licking and nipping at his collarbone but mostly gasped breathlessly against his skin. “Booster,” he reached back, hooking an arm under one of Booster’s legs, hips rocking slow and hard. “Booster- so good, so hot. God, Booster...”
Booster just whimpered, shaking and breath hitching every time Ted sank into him and Ted could feel Booster’s cock getting harder whenever his belly rubbed against it. Booster tugged at Ted’s hair, placing a messy kiss against his chin before getting his mouth, letting his moans reverberate in Ted’s head. Ted’s hips snapped forward, rhythm going uneven, strokes quick and hard and he was so close. So close with Booster’s tongue tangling against his, with Booster’s dick leaking steadily against his stomach, with Booster all around him and blanking out every other thought in Ted’s brain except for him and yes.
Then Booster’s head arched back and Ted could feel wet heat flooding between them. He bit at Booster’s neck. “So close, Booster. So close.” And Booster turned his head and whispered Ted’s name in his ear with the same depth of adoration that’s been on the tip of Ted’s tongue all day and he came with a strangled cry.
When the lightening faded from Ted’s brain, he found himself resting fully on Booster who had one hand petting lightly at Ted’s hair and the other stroking a thumb against his shoulder. Ted lifted his head and gave Booster an exhausted smile who gave him back an equally exhausted one.
“Okay,” Booster said, sounding like he was fighting sleep, “if that’s what sex with you is normally like I have no clue why you couldn’t get a girlfriend.”
He carefully pulled himself out of Booster, lifting up just enough to curl up at Booster’s side, head tucked under his chin. “Guess I just needed to find someone who appreciates me for my body.”
“So if I said I appreciate your body, would you hold it against me?”
Ted snorted and laughed. “And if I did- or already am -what would you do about it?”
“Enjoy every second of it.”
“As you should.” Ted propped himself up on an elbow. He could feel himself smiling stupidly down at Booster, but that was okay because Booster was smiling stupidly back at him. He leaned down and they shared a lazy little kiss. Booster’s arm came up, pulling Ted close against him, their legs entwined, filling every nook and seam with each other. Booster dozed off with a mumbled ‘g’night’ and Ted listened to his deep, steady breaths. A giddiness underscored Ted’s happy exhaustion and he buried his nose against Booster’s chest. As he drifted off to sleep, Ted almost wished his other dates had gone over half as well in the past, but he was infinitely grateful that this was the one that went perfectly.
Fandom: DCU
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3045
Characters: Ted, Booster
Summary: Sequel to Fuzzy Wuzzy. Ted gets a clue. And his man.
Ever since the, uh, Locker Room Incident as Ted had taken to mentally think of it, Ted found his mind drifting more and more to Booster. Not that he never thought of Booster before, or even in vaguely sexual context before- he was a very attractive man and could make Ted feel simultaneously relaxed and energized just by being around. It was just before all of Ted’s sexy Booster-related thoughts were just idle- creeping up on him in moments of extreme boredom or exhaustion when he had no will to fight the images back.
Now, though, now they were coming to him daily. Multiple times, even. And those ideas were getting more vivid, more effective and Ted really needed to do something about thinking of Booster and sex and sex with Booster in the middle of a board meeting before it got to the point where his hard on got too raging to quell before he had to stand up.
To make the situation even worse, Ted started noticing how much Booster actually touched him. And they weren’t just simple touches, like brushing against an arm or something. Booster liked grabbing his hand or elbow, liked slinging an arm across Ted’s shoulders, liked leaning on his back with his breath hot against Ted’s ear. And Booster always seemed to have an excuse to touch Ted even more. He’d grab Ted’s hands and trace every inch of his fingers, rub thumbs against his palms, all the while saying how amazed he was at the agility of Ted’s hands. Or he’d grab at Ted’s sides, hands skimming along his waist and hips and happily chatter about Ted losing weight and being able to see and feel the hard muscle underneath again. Or he’d run his hands through Ted’s hair and say he needed to get a trim and when Ted did, Booster would still run his hands through Ted’s hair, scrutinizing and styling it before grinning and saying it looked good.
The times Booster sat too close, the times Booster would hurry Ted up with a hand that was a little too low on his back, when Booster would idly trace the pattern of Ted’s suit on his shoulders during meetings, when all the little touches and smiles and such finally insinuated themselves in Ted’s brain, it was obvious. It was more than obvious- it was a laughably giant and neon sign that said ‘BOOSTER GOLD WANTS TO BANG TED KORD’ and Ted had somehow managed to miss it for so long.
He even made a mathematical formula that took all of Booster’s touches, all the time they spent together, all the little things Booster went out of his way to do for Ted and compared it against what he remembered of his past girlfriends’ actions. Then Ted did the same for how he acted with Booster to how he acted with those girlfriends and the results were rather astonishing to him. Even Melody’s numbers- who he worked with and was his most serious relationship -weren’t even close to the ones Ted crunched out for Booster.
Ted asked Scott if he thought Booster was flirting with him and Scott just looked at Ted as if he were crazy. Not ‘you’ve gone nutters’ crazy but ‘are you seriously just now figuring this out?’ crazy. And when Ted asked the girls, Bea just went off in peals of laughter and managing to choke out “So much for being a genius!” between gasps. Tora just smiled and said, “Booster is so sweet with his persistence.” And Guy... well, no way in hell Ted was going to bring it up with Guy and the thought of talking to J’onn or Max about it just felt weird.
So Ted took all that information together- Booster’s flirting, the numbers of their actions toward each other, Ted’s own growing fantasies and the fact that he’d been jacking off to the thought of Booster more often than not lately -and decided what he should do about it.
The answer was simple: take Booster out on a date, look for that moment that said Booster wanted more than just friendship, kiss him and then let whatever happened next happen. Even though the last time Ted fooled around with another guy was college, he felt oddly satisfied with this course of action and the potential that ‘whatever happens’ had.
He had the date more or less planned out and- barring any super-villain interventions -they’d have the entire day to themselves. Or, perhaps more accurately, Ted would have Booster to himself. From an early lunch at the cafe down the street to wandering around and doing whatever caught their interest to dinner at the cozy little Indian place that let them have a nice evening walk through one of the quieter parks afterward. And the entire time Ted was going to keep a careful eye out, waiting for that sign that said Booster wanted to kiss him. Then Ted would reach up, pull him down and prove his fantasies were no where near as good as the real thing.
Within an hour, Ted was so caught up in enjoying the day with Booster, he forgot all about the plan.
It wasn’t until they got back to the embassy that Ted remembered what the purpose of the outing was for. They ended up outside the door to Booster’s room and Booster grinned down at Ted. “That was a lot of fun,” he said, “we need to just go out and do nothing more often.”
Ted’s throat went dry and he said, “Yeah.” He was so busy scrutinizing Booster, desperately trying to figure out if he wanted a kiss or not that he missed his cue to make a flippant remark and an awkward kind of silence developed.
Booster eventually ducked his head a bit and squeezed Ted’s shoulder. “Night, Ted.”
Then his eyes flickered, just briefly, down to Ted’s lips and Ted knew that was the moment. “Hang on a sec,” he said and when Booster paused Ted pushed himself up on his toes and, with his hands tentatively resting against Booster’s chest, kissed him. Booster made a startled sound under his lips but otherwise made no move for so long Ted had fleeting thoughts of being wrong. And when Booster continued to not do anything, panic started trembling at his spine, a stream of ohgodohgodohgod, what have I done? screeching in his head.
Then warm hands gripped too tightly at his shoulders and Booster’s mouth opened up under his and Ted suddenly found himself drowning in Booster- his taste, his scent, his very presence. Electricity shot through Ted, making him groan around Booster’s tongue.
Ted’s hands traveled down while Booster’s went up; one set of fingertips finding a strip of skin between shirt and pants, the other set weaving through thick auburn hair. Someone moaned and someone else rolled their hips. Ted pulled back and said, “Clothes need off,” but it was muffled by him tracing frantic wet kisses against Booster’s chin, over his jaw and down his throat. He felt a hard shiver under his lips, found that spot again and latched onto it, sucking, licking, nipping at it to the chorus of Booster’s whimpers and ‘God, Ted- so good’.
Someone was tromping up the stairs of the embassy loud enough to draw Ted’s attention. He fumbled with Booster’s door for a moment before finally twisting the handle and pushing the both of them through. Then Booster shoved him up against the nearest wall and proceeded to kiss the hell out of Ted.
“Oh God,” Booster whispered, taking a moment to suck on Ted’s tongue. “Please tell me this is real.”
“Really real.” Ted pulled them apart long enough to drag Booster’s shirt off, then his own “You never said anything.”
“Your time period is weird about same-gender relationships. I don’t know who’s going to be okay with it or not.”
Ted put a hand up to stop Booster’s seeking mouth and told him, “You realize all our teammates already knew you were trying to seduce me, right?”
Booster blinked. “What?”
“....I know you aren’t subtle, Booster, but really. I mean, when I figured it out- and I know I tend to miss these things -it was really, really obvious. I’ll bet everyone in the JLE knew, too.”
“I... didn’t even...” Booster took half a step back, face coloring in the dark. “I mean, you never seemed to notice or mind, so I’d push a little bit more and I kept thinking I’d stop if you ever seemed bothered, but you never were.”
“Yeah, I’m oblivious and you’re obvious.” Ted’s lips quirked up in a grin. “Guess it all works out in the end, huh?”
“Yes it does,” and Booster’s hands were on the clasp of Ted’s pants and Ted was walking them back to the bed. They stripped, too intent to get their mouths back on each other to care about how loud Booster’s bed creaked when they toppled onto it or to admire each other’s bodies when their hands could map it out instead.
Ted pinned Booster to the bed- not that Booster was very inclined to fight -and staked his claim by fucking Booster’s mouth with his tongue until the other man moaned, hands scrabbling for grip on Ted’s thighs.
“Want you,” Booster panted against Ted’s lips. “Always wanted you.”
That went straight to Ted’s dick, each moan and whispered word, every time Booster shifted made it harder and harder. He kissed Booster again, a sweet, chaste thing, then scooted down Booster’s body. His hands were pale in the moonlight and against Booster’s chest and when they swept over dark nipples, Booster’s back arched with a small cry. Ted made a mental note to explore just how sensitive they were later- he had a larger, more immediate goal in mind.
He sat between Booster’s legs, licking his lips at the length half-erect and flushed dark before him. Ted looked up and saw the cautious optimism and anticipation in Booster’s eyes. Ted grinned at him then, without taking his eyes off of Booster’s, took the head of his cock in mouth and sucked
Booster gasped and his hips jerked, “Ted!”
“Hm?” Ted pulled back, running fingers over Booster’s cock and teasing at his slit until precum coated his fingertips. “You wanted something?”
“For you to put your mouth to good use?” Booster said with a wobbly grin, rolling his hips suggestively.
“Such a charmer.” But Ted lowered his head again, nuzzling his lips to Booster’s cock, sucking against the vein pulsing there and the bundle of nerves below the head. A hand wove its way into Ted’s hair and Booster made approving noises as Ted suckled. His lips wrapped around the head and his hand stroked the shaft, twisting as he moved. Then, anchoring Booster’s hips down, Ted slowly bobbed his head, trying to take in as much of Booster as possible. He could feel his throat working around Booster’s cock, could feel the deep, full-bodied groan that shuddered all down Booster’s body and it made Ted moan. Ted pulled back and, just as slowly, swallowed Booster’s length again and again until Booster’s hands were fisting at the bedsheets, begging for more and Ted’s jaw began to ache.
Moving a hand to grip tight around the base of Booster’s cock, Ted pulled back until just the head was in his mouth and sucked hard. Booster made a choked noise, thrusting helplessly up. “Ted, Ted, please!” He could feel Booster’s thighs trembling around him and when Ted looked up, Booster’s head was tossed to one side, arms stretched back and clutching at the pillow desperately. “God, Ted- fuck me. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. Please.”
Ted’s cock twitched hard and he groaned, making Booster gasp loudly. Ted pulled off of Booster’s dick, giving it a last, long lick up the underside and panted- with the circle of his hand stroking to stave off Booster’s whine- “I need- where-“
Even with the broken fragments Booster understood and a hand flailed out, fumbling at the drawer of the nightstand. It was intoxicating to know that someone so unfoundedly self-assured could be reduced to such a clumsy, erotic mess and that Ted had the power to do it. When Booster passed the lube, Ted lowered his mouth to Booster’s cock again, letting the other man thrust shallowly into him.
He coated his fingers in lube and eased a finger into Booster as his other hand smoothed soothingly over the back of a thigh, thumb rubbing at the skin just behind Booster’s sac. As Ted worked in his finger, crooking and stroking as he went, he looked up at Booster, breath caught at the sight. At the flush high on Booster’s cheeks, at the trembling of his body, and of teeth biting into his lip with every whimper, every writhe, the stuttered rhythm of his chest rising and falling, and the way Booster’s brow creased, fighting between wanting to watch Ted’s lips stretch over him and wanting to just let sensation take him away.
Ted pulled his finger away and Booster whined. He pushed in with two and Booster let out a keening sound that made Ted groan. He scissored his fingers and let Booster’s wordless encouragements set the pace, careful to learn which twists made Booster’s back arch and which ones made his entire body clench.
“Ted,” and it might’ve been an attempted warning or just another overwhelmed gasp, but Booster’s entire body shuddered and he came in Ted’s mouth so suddenly he choked, pulling back to cough and let the cum splash against his chest and shoulder.
“Sorry,” Booster said breathlessly. He didn’t sound particularly apologetic, but then he looked so dazed and blissed out that Ted couldn’t blame him from sounding anything less than amazed at the world in general. Ted grinned and crawled up Booster’s body, giving him a long, languid kiss. Booster pulled back and ducked his head to suck the cum off of Ted.
Afterward he let his head drop back onto the pillow and said, “Wow.”
Ted couldn’t help the smug grin, hand idly stroking Booster’s dick, letting it rest limply against Booster’s stomach. “Good?”
“My fantasies got nothing on you. I never want to not be having sex with you again. Unless it’s after sex because- wow.” He licked his lips, a hand tracing over Ted’s arm and eyes darting down to the erection pressing against his hip. His eyes went back up to Ted’s and there was a wicked little gleam in them. “You know, since you’ve already done all the preparations...”
Ted’s eyebrows jumped a bit. “You... sure that’s okay?”
Booster snorted. “Considering how long I’ve wanted your dick inside me- yes, I’m sure I still want it right now.”
Ted probably had some smart-ass response, but the thought of Booster’s sweet heat clenching around him just wrapped around Ted’s brainstem and made all communication impossible, save for the, “Thank you, God,” mumbled against Booster’s lips.
“Atheist, remember?” He teased back. “Though if you want to call me God, I’m not- oh! -not... gonna argue. O-oh God...”
Ted just grinned as he sank further into Booster. “Thought you were an atheist.”
“Just ‘cause I use the name in vain,” Booster panted, “doesn’t mean I believe.” His hands clutched at Ted’s sweat-slick back. “Ted... Ted, you feel so good...”
“You feel amazing.” He buried his nose against Booster’s neck, licking and nipping at his collarbone but mostly gasped breathlessly against his skin. “Booster,” he reached back, hooking an arm under one of Booster’s legs, hips rocking slow and hard. “Booster- so good, so hot. God, Booster...”
Booster just whimpered, shaking and breath hitching every time Ted sank into him and Ted could feel Booster’s cock getting harder whenever his belly rubbed against it. Booster tugged at Ted’s hair, placing a messy kiss against his chin before getting his mouth, letting his moans reverberate in Ted’s head. Ted’s hips snapped forward, rhythm going uneven, strokes quick and hard and he was so close. So close with Booster’s tongue tangling against his, with Booster’s dick leaking steadily against his stomach, with Booster all around him and blanking out every other thought in Ted’s brain except for him and yes.
Then Booster’s head arched back and Ted could feel wet heat flooding between them. He bit at Booster’s neck. “So close, Booster. So close.” And Booster turned his head and whispered Ted’s name in his ear with the same depth of adoration that’s been on the tip of Ted’s tongue all day and he came with a strangled cry.
When the lightening faded from Ted’s brain, he found himself resting fully on Booster who had one hand petting lightly at Ted’s hair and the other stroking a thumb against his shoulder. Ted lifted his head and gave Booster an exhausted smile who gave him back an equally exhausted one.
“Okay,” Booster said, sounding like he was fighting sleep, “if that’s what sex with you is normally like I have no clue why you couldn’t get a girlfriend.”
He carefully pulled himself out of Booster, lifting up just enough to curl up at Booster’s side, head tucked under his chin. “Guess I just needed to find someone who appreciates me for my body.”
“So if I said I appreciate your body, would you hold it against me?”
Ted snorted and laughed. “And if I did- or already am -what would you do about it?”
“Enjoy every second of it.”
“As you should.” Ted propped himself up on an elbow. He could feel himself smiling stupidly down at Booster, but that was okay because Booster was smiling stupidly back at him. He leaned down and they shared a lazy little kiss. Booster’s arm came up, pulling Ted close against him, their legs entwined, filling every nook and seam with each other. Booster dozed off with a mumbled ‘g’night’ and Ted listened to his deep, steady breaths. A giddiness underscored Ted’s happy exhaustion and he buried his nose against Booster’s chest. As he drifted off to sleep, Ted almost wished his other dates had gone over half as well in the past, but he was infinitely grateful that this was the one that went perfectly.
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Date: 2010-07-08 11:49 pm (UTC)I really liked Ted getting a clue in the beginning, that was very cute and very Ted and oh my he made a formula that's adorable. The date was just... it made so much sense for them, that Ted would be too busy having fun to remember his OMG PLAN. And then the sex. Wow, the sex. That was some good sex right there. It was so sweet and tender and hot and intimate, and it was great.
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:18 am (UTC)And you know their teammates aren't ever going to let him live it down XD
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Date: 2010-07-10 10:19 pm (UTC)Their entire relationship will be of really hilarious pick-up lines right?
This was super hot! Thank you very much!
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