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ajremixTitle: For Those Who Wait
Fandom: DCU
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1271
Characters: Booster, Ted
Summary: Set in Extreme Justice 14 between the Post-It-tentacle-lion-of-DOOM and the remote-control-slap-fight. What did you expect a man who spent the better part of a year being a tin-plated zombie to do after getting free?
Man, it felt great to be out of that armor. No- great wasn’t a strong enough word. Hell, Booster couldn’t thing of a strong enough word and he didn’t care because he was free and alive! What the hell did he care about words right that second? The new suit felt better than the armor, but Booster just wanted to feel his skin again and Nathan had to talk him out of wandering around the base in his underwear. Maxima was surprisingly amused by it, even going so far as to suggesting that Nathan appeared to be doing much the same since it certainly didn’t look like he was wearing pants, but then Will jumped in and said, “Man, I really can’t think of a tactful way of saying this, so I’m just gonna say it- what about a shower first?”
Booster stared at him for a long moment. “That is a very good idea.” And not just because months of nothing but the occasional sponge bath left him a little ripe- the thought of hot water pounding on his skin was just so... tantalizing. In fact, the idea of feeling anything was and, as Booster stepped into his bathroom and out of what little clothes he had, he was half-hard by the thought alone. Even before he turned the water on, Booster was already rubbing a palm over his cock shivering in anticipation of water running over him. He couldn’t help gasping at the sensation, of the shower pelting against his shoulders and chest, of water streaming down his legs and steam in his lungs. It was too much, it was wonderful and Booster pulled at his cock and leaned against the cool shower tiles and just felt.
The door to the bathroom opened and Booster knew exactly who it was before they even said anything. He pulled the shower door back and told Ted, “Get in.”
Ted didn’t even bother undressing, just surged inside with hungry hands and greedy mouth and desperation in his eyes. He pressed Booster into the wall until he could feel the tiles imprint themselves into his back and the fibers of Ted’s clothes scratching his skin. Booster moaned against Ted’s tongue, hands tangling in dampening hair, thanking whatever non-existent deity was around that he couldn’t feel any metal, hear any mechanical vibrations. Just him and Ted and the shower and it wasn’t enough but it was everything Booster wanted.
Ted broke away from his lips, running rough, quick kisses sporadically over Booster’s jaw and neck, muffling needy sounds against warm, pale skin. His hands slicked over Booster’s sides and hip, gripping at his ass, running up and down his thighs. “Booster,” he sighed, “oh god, Booster. Booster. Booster...”
He ducked his head enough to pull Ted into another kiss, holding him until the trembling stopped, until the desperation wasn’t from fear that this wasn’t real but from just wanting to drown in Booster’s taste.
“It’s alright, buddy,” Booster said, his voice almost getting swept away by the water. “I’m here, I’m whole.” He grinned, pushing Ted’s bangs away from his eyes. “And I’m all yours.”
Ted grinned back, pulling Booster from the wall and turning him around. Water pelted down Booster’s chest, gathering down his hips and pooling in Ted’s hand where it cupped around Booster’s dick. As he began pumping, Booster groaned leaning his head back to rest against Ted’s, hands tangling in the wet material of Ted’s shirt. He pushed his hips back, jeans rough against his ass but it made Ted gasp and buck and Booster couldn’t help doing it again. And again and again until Ted growled against his neck and squeezed until Booster shuddered, gasping as he came.
His knees threatened to buckle, leaning almost entirely against Ted who simply held him, gently kissing his neck and lightly petting at his stomach until the trembling ceased. Booster panted against the water that pattered against his face and clumsily pushed his hair back.
“Hmm,” and Ted could’ve passed for being clinical if there wasn’t a note of teasing in his voice and if he weren’t reaching down to trace around Booster’s balls, “we may need to work on your stamina a bit.”
Booster didn’t care about being witty or whatever. He just shoved Ted against the wall and kissed him like it was the end of the world. Their hands fumbled together, peeling Ted’s shirt off and tossing it over the stall where it landed with a heavy thwack on the other side. Booster ran wet, sucking kisses down Ted’s chest, down his stomach and against his bellybutton. He tugged at Ted’s jeans until they came undone and it and his boxers were shoved down to his knees.
He sat back on his heels for a moment, the water sluicing over his back as he stared and that was almost too much. The familiar sight and scent made Booster’s mouth water and jaw ache. He could remember the way Ted tasted, the weight and heat against his tongue and he could feel himself stirring again. With a moan, Booster engulfed Ted’s dick- too much, too quickly and he tried to remember how to open his throat.
“Hey, hey.” Hands tugged at Booster’s shoulders, forcing him back, making him look up at Ted’s fond, understanding smile. “We got all the time in the world now, buddy. Don’t force it.”
Booster swallowed and took a deep, steadying breath. Then he leaned forward, sucking the tip of Ted’s cock in his mouth and lapping at the head. Above him, Ted groaned and fingers wove through Booster’s hair as he bobbed slowly, taking him in inch by inch. One of Booster’s hands crept up between Ted’s legs, pressing and rubbing the sensitive skin behind his balls while the other went to his own lap, stroking his hardening length. It was so good to be able to do that again and Booster was whimpering and moaning just as much as Ted was. Booster breathed in deep and felt the back of his throat open like second nature again. He swallowed Ted down to the root, pulling back slow and sucking hard and he felt Ted tremble against his tongue, in the way that was so familiar, so sorely missed-
Ted came, hoarsely crying Booster’s name and he drank down as much as he could, but Booster had to pull back, his second orgasm stealing his breath. Ted slid down the wall and Booster practically crawled into his lap, tucking himself under Ted’s chin and reveling in the ability to do so, an ability he had practically given up on.
“Looks like I’m not the only one who needs to work on their endurance,” he said, humming happily to himself.
“Yeah. Guess it’s a good thing no one’s expecting us anywhere tonight.”
Booster eyed his best friend. “No?”
“Nope.” Ted gave a smile that was sly and carefree and missing from his lips for so long. “I told Cap you should take it easy for a bit since you need to readjust to life outside the armor and just to make sure Monarch’s voodoo won’t be coming back. And, since I was the one primarily taking care of you, I thought it would be safest if I were near by. Just in case.”
Booster grinned back. “I’m glad to know you’re looking after my wellbeing.”
“Absolutely.” A hand traced down Booster’s spine, rubbing the small of his back, fingertips brushing the crease of his ass. Booster shivered and his tone was done playing.
“Forget the shower. I need you and a bed. Right now.”
“Yes, please.”
Fandom: DCU
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1271
Characters: Booster, Ted
Summary: Set in Extreme Justice 14 between the Post-It-tentacle-lion-of-DOOM and the remote-control-slap-fight. What did you expect a man who spent the better part of a year being a tin-plated zombie to do after getting free?
Man, it felt great to be out of that armor. No- great wasn’t a strong enough word. Hell, Booster couldn’t thing of a strong enough word and he didn’t care because he was free and alive! What the hell did he care about words right that second? The new suit felt better than the armor, but Booster just wanted to feel his skin again and Nathan had to talk him out of wandering around the base in his underwear. Maxima was surprisingly amused by it, even going so far as to suggesting that Nathan appeared to be doing much the same since it certainly didn’t look like he was wearing pants, but then Will jumped in and said, “Man, I really can’t think of a tactful way of saying this, so I’m just gonna say it- what about a shower first?”
Booster stared at him for a long moment. “That is a very good idea.” And not just because months of nothing but the occasional sponge bath left him a little ripe- the thought of hot water pounding on his skin was just so... tantalizing. In fact, the idea of feeling anything was and, as Booster stepped into his bathroom and out of what little clothes he had, he was half-hard by the thought alone. Even before he turned the water on, Booster was already rubbing a palm over his cock shivering in anticipation of water running over him. He couldn’t help gasping at the sensation, of the shower pelting against his shoulders and chest, of water streaming down his legs and steam in his lungs. It was too much, it was wonderful and Booster pulled at his cock and leaned against the cool shower tiles and just felt.
The door to the bathroom opened and Booster knew exactly who it was before they even said anything. He pulled the shower door back and told Ted, “Get in.”
Ted didn’t even bother undressing, just surged inside with hungry hands and greedy mouth and desperation in his eyes. He pressed Booster into the wall until he could feel the tiles imprint themselves into his back and the fibers of Ted’s clothes scratching his skin. Booster moaned against Ted’s tongue, hands tangling in dampening hair, thanking whatever non-existent deity was around that he couldn’t feel any metal, hear any mechanical vibrations. Just him and Ted and the shower and it wasn’t enough but it was everything Booster wanted.
Ted broke away from his lips, running rough, quick kisses sporadically over Booster’s jaw and neck, muffling needy sounds against warm, pale skin. His hands slicked over Booster’s sides and hip, gripping at his ass, running up and down his thighs. “Booster,” he sighed, “oh god, Booster. Booster. Booster...”
He ducked his head enough to pull Ted into another kiss, holding him until the trembling stopped, until the desperation wasn’t from fear that this wasn’t real but from just wanting to drown in Booster’s taste.
“It’s alright, buddy,” Booster said, his voice almost getting swept away by the water. “I’m here, I’m whole.” He grinned, pushing Ted’s bangs away from his eyes. “And I’m all yours.”
Ted grinned back, pulling Booster from the wall and turning him around. Water pelted down Booster’s chest, gathering down his hips and pooling in Ted’s hand where it cupped around Booster’s dick. As he began pumping, Booster groaned leaning his head back to rest against Ted’s, hands tangling in the wet material of Ted’s shirt. He pushed his hips back, jeans rough against his ass but it made Ted gasp and buck and Booster couldn’t help doing it again. And again and again until Ted growled against his neck and squeezed until Booster shuddered, gasping as he came.
His knees threatened to buckle, leaning almost entirely against Ted who simply held him, gently kissing his neck and lightly petting at his stomach until the trembling ceased. Booster panted against the water that pattered against his face and clumsily pushed his hair back.
“Hmm,” and Ted could’ve passed for being clinical if there wasn’t a note of teasing in his voice and if he weren’t reaching down to trace around Booster’s balls, “we may need to work on your stamina a bit.”
Booster didn’t care about being witty or whatever. He just shoved Ted against the wall and kissed him like it was the end of the world. Their hands fumbled together, peeling Ted’s shirt off and tossing it over the stall where it landed with a heavy thwack on the other side. Booster ran wet, sucking kisses down Ted’s chest, down his stomach and against his bellybutton. He tugged at Ted’s jeans until they came undone and it and his boxers were shoved down to his knees.
He sat back on his heels for a moment, the water sluicing over his back as he stared and that was almost too much. The familiar sight and scent made Booster’s mouth water and jaw ache. He could remember the way Ted tasted, the weight and heat against his tongue and he could feel himself stirring again. With a moan, Booster engulfed Ted’s dick- too much, too quickly and he tried to remember how to open his throat.
“Hey, hey.” Hands tugged at Booster’s shoulders, forcing him back, making him look up at Ted’s fond, understanding smile. “We got all the time in the world now, buddy. Don’t force it.”
Booster swallowed and took a deep, steadying breath. Then he leaned forward, sucking the tip of Ted’s cock in his mouth and lapping at the head. Above him, Ted groaned and fingers wove through Booster’s hair as he bobbed slowly, taking him in inch by inch. One of Booster’s hands crept up between Ted’s legs, pressing and rubbing the sensitive skin behind his balls while the other went to his own lap, stroking his hardening length. It was so good to be able to do that again and Booster was whimpering and moaning just as much as Ted was. Booster breathed in deep and felt the back of his throat open like second nature again. He swallowed Ted down to the root, pulling back slow and sucking hard and he felt Ted tremble against his tongue, in the way that was so familiar, so sorely missed-
Ted came, hoarsely crying Booster’s name and he drank down as much as he could, but Booster had to pull back, his second orgasm stealing his breath. Ted slid down the wall and Booster practically crawled into his lap, tucking himself under Ted’s chin and reveling in the ability to do so, an ability he had practically given up on.
“Looks like I’m not the only one who needs to work on their endurance,” he said, humming happily to himself.
“Yeah. Guess it’s a good thing no one’s expecting us anywhere tonight.”
Booster eyed his best friend. “No?”
“Nope.” Ted gave a smile that was sly and carefree and missing from his lips for so long. “I told Cap you should take it easy for a bit since you need to readjust to life outside the armor and just to make sure Monarch’s voodoo won’t be coming back. And, since I was the one primarily taking care of you, I thought it would be safest if I were near by. Just in case.”
Booster grinned back. “I’m glad to know you’re looking after my wellbeing.”
“Absolutely.” A hand traced down Booster’s spine, rubbing the small of his back, fingertips brushing the crease of his ass. Booster shivered and his tone was done playing.
“Forget the shower. I need you and a bed. Right now.”
“Yes, please.”
