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ajremixMeant to put this up some time ago but stuff happened and I'm making myself do it tonight because life gets in the way again.
Title: Courtship Rituals
Fandom: DCU
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2889
Characters: Booster, Ted
Summary:Semi-done for a DCU kink meme that I suddenly can't find the link to. Original prompt (well, kind of original prompt) is here Booster learns the differences between future courtship rituals and the past's.
The past never failed to surprise Booster in any myriad of ways- from non powder-based instant foods to their monstrously inefficient transportation to the scandalous and hyper-sexualized... everything, really. But what Booster absolutely loved about this time period was how quickly meaningful courtship was. Within a week of making his intentions known (that lovely little street cafe he invited Ted to now had a special place in his heart- despite the humiliating memory of Ted laughing at him for hours afterward) Ted had no problems with intimate contact and, in fact, seemed to have completely disregarded any thought of personal space. Which Booster absolutely had no problems with. In fact, the first time Ted had put an arm around him and pulled Booster against his side, the taller man couldn’t help a flush of excitement and tried to hide his giddiness, even when all he could think about afterward was getting Ted to touch him again. Which he did. Frequently. And when Booster began to touch back, Ted just grinned and settled in. Booster’s touches lingered longer and happened more frequently until Booster spent the entirety of movies leaning against Ted’s side. It. Was. Amazing.
It wasn’t until a month after that- Ted with his nose buried in a book Dimitri lent him, feet crossed at the ankles across Booster’s lap who played idly with the hem of Ted’s pants and completely wasn’t paying attention to the television -that Booster had the inexorable urge to take their relationship to the next level. Feeling particularly reckless, Booster let his fingertips slide under the hem of Ted’s jeans and the feel of skin against skin sent a jolt of warmth across Booster’s chest. He stroked just above the sock cuff and, asides from a reflexive twitch of Ted’s toes, got not additional response. For a brief moment he had the naughty thought of pushing up the pant leg until he could run his palm over Ted’s shin but squashed the idea quick- he really didn’t need to scare Ted away by getting excited now.
Booster pulled his hand back and cleared his throat. “Hey, Ted?”
“Hm?” Ted didn’t look up from the book and Booster didn’t much mind. Not when he could watch the focused crease of Ted’s brow as he worked through Russian literature, occasionally mouthing words to himself as he went. There were just so many things about him that sent happy shivers racing through Booster’s body.
But no- this was serious. He was going to be a gentleman about this and he needed Ted’s attention to do so. “Hey,” he said again, tapping at the relative safety of Ted’s ankle.
That time Ted looked up. “What?”
“Do you mind if I kiss you?”
Ted’s expression went blank. “What?”
“Do you mind if I kiss you,” Booster repeated and he was getting a sinking feeling. “It’s okay if you do- I mean, if you think we’re moving too fast, that’s fine. I just thought you were ready for the next step, but if you want to wait-“
“Next step? What next step?”
“...in... our relationship?”
Ted’s brow was creased again, this time in confusion. “You mean our friendship?”
“Friend...” Now Booster was getting confused. “Aren’t we courting?”
“Who’s courting?”
“Me- us!”
“Whoa, wait a second here.” Ted sat up, pulling his legs back and Booster very nearly grabbed his ankles, refusing to let him go. At least Ted was leaning toward Booster, his arm against the back of the couch and if Booster leaned back, his shoulder would brush Ted’s wrist. “Let’s start from the top. You’re courting me?”
“Yeah.”
“Since when?”
“Since Paris. When I asked you to lunch, remember?”
Ted blinked, eyes very blue and very stunned. “That was a date? I thought we were just hanging out.”
“Hanging... but... the touching...”
“I’m a tactile person. I touch everything and anyone that won’t smack me for it.”
Booster could feel something sharp stabbing into his heart. “So we’re... not courting?”
“Not any courting I was aware of. Or familiar with.” Ted scratched at his head for a moment before narrowing his eyes at Booster. “Waitaminute- is that why you always get pissy whenever I hole up with Scott?”
Booster’s cheeks colored. “Maybe,” he mumbled. Seeing Ted touch Scott brought out a possessive streak Booster wasn’t even aware he had.
“Pfft- honestly, Booster! Because I’m dumb enough to attempt something like that with Barda-“
Ted’s jaw abruptly clicked shut and Booster could practically see his brain coming to the conclusion that Booster was hoping- now that he realized his mistake -Ted wouldn’t come to.
“Are... are you attracted to me?”
Booster’s eyes darted around, futily trying to find a distraction. “Um... maybe?”
“Oh no- no maybes here. You already said you thought we were dating, so you are attracted to me, right?”
There was heat in his face and panic in his chest and Booster couldn’t bring himself to look at Ted who was leaning in more, trying to catch Booster’s eyes. “....yes.”
“So that date and the touching and you asking to kiss me. This is some sort of... courtship ritual that’s in the future?”
“We don’t do casual dating when I come from,” he said defensively.
“But... you’ve done casual dating here.”
“Well maybe I don’t want to casual date you!”
Ted sat back, eyes wide. Booster buried his face in his hands and wished something would end his life.
“Okay, um.” Ted shifted around until he was sitting properly on the couch- facing forward and a hand rubbing against his chin as he thought. “Let me put it this way- your future courtship rituals? Are too subtle for this era. And also sound really long and boring.”
Booster slowly lifted his head up. “Wait, what?”
“C’mon.” Ted was getting off the couch and pulling Booster up after him. “Let me show you what happens when I date, casual and otherwise.”
Booster could barely process the fact that Ted was practically dragging him up the stairs and into Ted’s room that he unceremoniously pushed Booster into while he closed and locked the door. Booster looked at him with wide eyes, still trying to catch up. “But- wait, how do we know if we’re compatible?”
“Booster, I spend just about every waking moment with you, even when I’m not required to and the fact that neither of us have killed the other yet kinda tells me we got this compatibility thing down pretty well.” Then, before Booster could process what was happening, Ted strode up to him, grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him in for a searing and extremely undeniable kiss.
Booster froze, unable to do anything but clutch at Ted’s back and hold tight. When Ted finally pulled back, he grinned widely and said, “By the way- I don’t mind if you kiss me.” Booster’s mouth worked soundlessly and Ted took that as an invitation to run a series of kisses over his chin and jaw.
As Ted made his way down Booster’s neck, Booster gasped, “Ted!” He found that spot again and Booster moaned, shivering. “Wait... wait, Ted- stop.”
Giving the spot a last, long, lingering suck that made Booster’s knees go weak, Ted pulled back. There was a light flush across his cheeks, his lips red and eyes dark, looking up at Booster through his lashes. Booster didn’t think Ted could look any more amazing before, but then Booster was finding out a lot of what he thought he knew was a little bit off today. He wrenched his thoughts off that track- squeezing his eyes shut in an attempt to be coherent and fumbling his words anyway. “Whu- this, I-I-“
A hand slid around to cup his cheek, thumb gently stroking at Booster’s flushed skin and Booster found himself nuzzling into Ted’s palm reflexively. “Too fast for you?” And though Ted’s words were teasing, there was an underlying tone of understanding. “If you want to wait-“
“No, I... I-I’m just a little confused.”
“Alright.” Ted stepped back and it almost felt like Booster was missing something without Ted in his arms. But Ted sat down on the edge of his bed and indicated for Booster to sit next to him. “What are you confused about?”
Now that he was being asked, Booster actually had no clue what was confusing him, but confused he was. “Um... do you normally go this fast with someone you want a serious relationship with?”
“Fast? According to you we’ve been dating for months. By my count, we’re moving at a snail’s pace.” At Booster’s stern look, Ted held his hands up with a snicker. “Okay, okay, being honest now. It depends on the person and how we feel together. Sometimes it takes us a while, sometimes it doesn’t.”
“But how do you know you care about each other personally if you just jump right into the physical?”
“First off, I can’t have a meaningful relationship with someone I’m not friends with, so you’ve already got a good start. Second, I know you care about me and, by now, I hope you know I care about you. Third, so long as everyone involves wants it, what’s wrong with getting physical?”
“I just... I want to make sure that we work together.”
Ted’s hand was back against Booster’s cheek again, the weight and heat of his palm comforting and fingers brushing against Booster’s hair. “We’ve worked well together since the moment we met. But if you want to wait, tell me now because I really want to kiss you again.”
Screw it- patience was overrated. “I’m really okay with that,” Booster cupped Ted’s face in his hands and poured every ounce of feeling he had into the kiss. His heart fluttered with pleasure as Ted moaned into his mouth, shifting closer, hand on Booster’s shoulder, their tongues tangling together.
Ted pushed against Booster until he lay back on the bed and- oh, this was good. This was really good with Ted blanketing him and Booster let his hands roam freely over the body he’d been aching to hold and taste for so, so long. Boldly he let his hands steal under Ted’s shirt, fingers pressing into the hot skin of his back. Ted fairly purred, twining one of his legs with Booster’s in approval.
Ted found that spot on Booster’s neck again, suckling until Booster started whimpering, hands scrabbling restlessly at Ted’s side, hips rolling against the thigh grinding down. When Ted nipped that spot, Booster bucked upward with a yelp. When Ted licked the bite, Booster tugged at his hair. “Okay,” he said unevenly, “you need to stop or this is going to be over really quick.”
The grin Booster was suddenly met with was full of nothing but mischief. “Of course you know I’m going to see if I can’t get you off just by sucking your neck one day.” But Ted relented, instead just sliding down Booster’s body, lining the skin by the collar of his shirt with kisses and letting his hands skim over the jeans that clung to Booster’s hips and thighs. “Just not today. Get naked.”
“Naked?”
“You have sex with clothes on in the future? Or,” Ted’s tone went from teasing to compliant, “am I moving too fast for you?”
“Absolutely not at all!” Booster hastily scooted upright, making Ted shift to his knees. “I’ll tell you if you are and right now I can’t think of a single thing I don’t want you doing to me.”
“Good, because I can think of a lot I want to do.” Ted stood next to the bed, pulling his shirt off in one quick motion. By the time he looked down at the bed again, Booster was already undressed, bright-eyed, eager and completely erect. Ted couldn’t help laughing, bending down just enough to kiss Booster’s upright knee. “Nice to know you like the idea.” He just stood there, studying the blonde as he stretched out into the most provocative pose he knew (Booster had done more than one photo shoot on a bed, he knew quite a number of poses he looked good in). “God, it can’t even be legal looking as sexy as you do.”
“It’s not, but don’t call the cops on me.” It was weird and thrilling laying on Ted’s bed, completely naked, and watching Ted undress in front of him. Booster felt wonderfully shameless and had to clutch the bedsheets to keep from stroking himself as Ted’s eyes roved hungrily over him. “You’re,” he swallowed hard, trying to keep his voice steady as Ted bent over to pull off his jeans and boxers, “pretty okay with having sex so soon after realizing we’ve been dating. Isn’t your time period supposed to have some kind of hang-up about two guys together?”
“Some people do,” Ted admitted before crawling onto the bed up the length of Booster’s body and- oh imaginary creator being -that, with Ted licking his lips and with his dick dark and thick, was better than any fantasy Booster had about anyone. “Doesn’t bother me, though.” Then, with his eyes greedy and smirk wicked and just before ducking in to give Booster the deepest, dirties kiss he’d ever gotten from the object of his affections, Ted added, “I’d be lying if I said I never thought about you like this before. A lot.”
Thank you hyper-sexualized time period with your lack of moral scruples. Booster moaned into Ted’s mouth, head whirling with the scent and heat of him, feeling every inch of Ted pressed against his body. It was too much, too fast and it felt like Booster was going to split apart, like his body was going to go up in flames and explode because Ted was overwhelming every single sense he had.
Their hands twined together and Booster could feel Ted’s heart thudding against his chest, could feel his pulse pressed against his palm. Their bodies undulated in long, slow rolls, cocks rubbing together hot and leaking precum that smeared together. It was driving Booster mad, torn between wanting to wrap his legs around Ted’s waist and ride out the sensation that was threatening to crush him or draw it out until every single nerve in his body burned out. Booster dropped his head back, panting and his rhythm started getting uneven, whispering out words he couldn’t make out, couldn’t remember but knew he meant every single one. There were lips and a tongue at his collarbone, sloppy and wet as Ted’s hips snapped forward harder, quicker, just as ragged as Booster’s were. Ted’s hands slipped from Booster’s to grip at his shoulders and Ted buried his nose against Booster’s neck, begging for more, begging for harder, faster; begging Booster for anything and everything and Booster wanted to give it to him so badly- whatever he wanted, whatever he could possibly do.
Booster reached down and grabbed Ted’s ass in both hands, grinding him harder against Booster’s body, sending sparks flying behind Booster’s eyes, between their bodies as they drove headlong. Booster could taste sweat and sex and want in the air, felt it wrapping around them and squeezing out all thought but ‘yes’ and ‘please’. They were so close but it wasn’t enough, still not enough and Booster didn’t know how much longer he could last before he came to pieces.
A finger slipped between Ted’s ass cheeks, slid down until he felt the rim of his hole, tracing it, stroking, slowly driving Ted wild as he teased. “God, Booster! Yes, yes, oh please! In me, please, I want to feel you in me, everywhere. I need you, Booster, I want you, everything, please!”
Booster bit his lip, pressing his finger inside and he barely got up to the first knuckle when Ted came across his stomach, biting a whine into that spot on Booster’s neck and making his world go up in white flames. It felt like Booster had stopped breathing, like his heart burst apart and Booster couldn’t bring himself to care because it was Ted all around him and it was Ted that slowly brought him down to earth with his little shivers and his little pleased whimpers muffled against Booster’s skin. Booster pulled his hand away and Ted sagged against him with a sigh. If Booster never moved again, he didn’t care. So long as Ted didn’t move again, either.
Eventually, when they got their breathes back and their brains sorted out, Ted let out a whoof against Booster’s neck. “And that it is how I like to end my dates.”
“You know,” Booster said, fairly purring as his hands traced out Ted’s back and shoulders, his sides, his hips, “despite the technological antiquities, I like the past.”
Ted chuckled, back arching against Booster’s hands. “Glad to hear it.” He had to scoot up on his elbows a bit to nuzzle at Booster’s neck, but once there he found that sweet spot again. Booster let out a shudder before flipping them over, rubbing up against Ted’s thigh and making him laugh (and of all of Ted’s laugh, that one- dark from lazy contentment and rough with the stirrings of arousal -quickly became Booster’s favorite).
“So. In this time period when is it polite to start round two?”
Ted grinned and wove his hands through Booster’s hair. “Right now.”
Title: Courtship Rituals
Fandom: DCU
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2889
Characters: Booster, Ted
Summary:
The past never failed to surprise Booster in any myriad of ways- from non powder-based instant foods to their monstrously inefficient transportation to the scandalous and hyper-sexualized... everything, really. But what Booster absolutely loved about this time period was how quickly meaningful courtship was. Within a week of making his intentions known (that lovely little street cafe he invited Ted to now had a special place in his heart- despite the humiliating memory of Ted laughing at him for hours afterward) Ted had no problems with intimate contact and, in fact, seemed to have completely disregarded any thought of personal space. Which Booster absolutely had no problems with. In fact, the first time Ted had put an arm around him and pulled Booster against his side, the taller man couldn’t help a flush of excitement and tried to hide his giddiness, even when all he could think about afterward was getting Ted to touch him again. Which he did. Frequently. And when Booster began to touch back, Ted just grinned and settled in. Booster’s touches lingered longer and happened more frequently until Booster spent the entirety of movies leaning against Ted’s side. It. Was. Amazing.
It wasn’t until a month after that- Ted with his nose buried in a book Dimitri lent him, feet crossed at the ankles across Booster’s lap who played idly with the hem of Ted’s pants and completely wasn’t paying attention to the television -that Booster had the inexorable urge to take their relationship to the next level. Feeling particularly reckless, Booster let his fingertips slide under the hem of Ted’s jeans and the feel of skin against skin sent a jolt of warmth across Booster’s chest. He stroked just above the sock cuff and, asides from a reflexive twitch of Ted’s toes, got not additional response. For a brief moment he had the naughty thought of pushing up the pant leg until he could run his palm over Ted’s shin but squashed the idea quick- he really didn’t need to scare Ted away by getting excited now.
Booster pulled his hand back and cleared his throat. “Hey, Ted?”
“Hm?” Ted didn’t look up from the book and Booster didn’t much mind. Not when he could watch the focused crease of Ted’s brow as he worked through Russian literature, occasionally mouthing words to himself as he went. There were just so many things about him that sent happy shivers racing through Booster’s body.
But no- this was serious. He was going to be a gentleman about this and he needed Ted’s attention to do so. “Hey,” he said again, tapping at the relative safety of Ted’s ankle.
That time Ted looked up. “What?”
“Do you mind if I kiss you?”
Ted’s expression went blank. “What?”
“Do you mind if I kiss you,” Booster repeated and he was getting a sinking feeling. “It’s okay if you do- I mean, if you think we’re moving too fast, that’s fine. I just thought you were ready for the next step, but if you want to wait-“
“Next step? What next step?”
“...in... our relationship?”
Ted’s brow was creased again, this time in confusion. “You mean our friendship?”
“Friend...” Now Booster was getting confused. “Aren’t we courting?”
“Who’s courting?”
“Me- us!”
“Whoa, wait a second here.” Ted sat up, pulling his legs back and Booster very nearly grabbed his ankles, refusing to let him go. At least Ted was leaning toward Booster, his arm against the back of the couch and if Booster leaned back, his shoulder would brush Ted’s wrist. “Let’s start from the top. You’re courting me?”
“Yeah.”
“Since when?”
“Since Paris. When I asked you to lunch, remember?”
Ted blinked, eyes very blue and very stunned. “That was a date? I thought we were just hanging out.”
“Hanging... but... the touching...”
“I’m a tactile person. I touch everything and anyone that won’t smack me for it.”
Booster could feel something sharp stabbing into his heart. “So we’re... not courting?”
“Not any courting I was aware of. Or familiar with.” Ted scratched at his head for a moment before narrowing his eyes at Booster. “Waitaminute- is that why you always get pissy whenever I hole up with Scott?”
Booster’s cheeks colored. “Maybe,” he mumbled. Seeing Ted touch Scott brought out a possessive streak Booster wasn’t even aware he had.
“Pfft- honestly, Booster! Because I’m dumb enough to attempt something like that with Barda-“
Ted’s jaw abruptly clicked shut and Booster could practically see his brain coming to the conclusion that Booster was hoping- now that he realized his mistake -Ted wouldn’t come to.
“Are... are you attracted to me?”
Booster’s eyes darted around, futily trying to find a distraction. “Um... maybe?”
“Oh no- no maybes here. You already said you thought we were dating, so you are attracted to me, right?”
There was heat in his face and panic in his chest and Booster couldn’t bring himself to look at Ted who was leaning in more, trying to catch Booster’s eyes. “....yes.”
“So that date and the touching and you asking to kiss me. This is some sort of... courtship ritual that’s in the future?”
“We don’t do casual dating when I come from,” he said defensively.
“But... you’ve done casual dating here.”
“Well maybe I don’t want to casual date you!”
Ted sat back, eyes wide. Booster buried his face in his hands and wished something would end his life.
“Okay, um.” Ted shifted around until he was sitting properly on the couch- facing forward and a hand rubbing against his chin as he thought. “Let me put it this way- your future courtship rituals? Are too subtle for this era. And also sound really long and boring.”
Booster slowly lifted his head up. “Wait, what?”
“C’mon.” Ted was getting off the couch and pulling Booster up after him. “Let me show you what happens when I date, casual and otherwise.”
Booster could barely process the fact that Ted was practically dragging him up the stairs and into Ted’s room that he unceremoniously pushed Booster into while he closed and locked the door. Booster looked at him with wide eyes, still trying to catch up. “But- wait, how do we know if we’re compatible?”
“Booster, I spend just about every waking moment with you, even when I’m not required to and the fact that neither of us have killed the other yet kinda tells me we got this compatibility thing down pretty well.” Then, before Booster could process what was happening, Ted strode up to him, grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him in for a searing and extremely undeniable kiss.
Booster froze, unable to do anything but clutch at Ted’s back and hold tight. When Ted finally pulled back, he grinned widely and said, “By the way- I don’t mind if you kiss me.” Booster’s mouth worked soundlessly and Ted took that as an invitation to run a series of kisses over his chin and jaw.
As Ted made his way down Booster’s neck, Booster gasped, “Ted!” He found that spot again and Booster moaned, shivering. “Wait... wait, Ted- stop.”
Giving the spot a last, long, lingering suck that made Booster’s knees go weak, Ted pulled back. There was a light flush across his cheeks, his lips red and eyes dark, looking up at Booster through his lashes. Booster didn’t think Ted could look any more amazing before, but then Booster was finding out a lot of what he thought he knew was a little bit off today. He wrenched his thoughts off that track- squeezing his eyes shut in an attempt to be coherent and fumbling his words anyway. “Whu- this, I-I-“
A hand slid around to cup his cheek, thumb gently stroking at Booster’s flushed skin and Booster found himself nuzzling into Ted’s palm reflexively. “Too fast for you?” And though Ted’s words were teasing, there was an underlying tone of understanding. “If you want to wait-“
“No, I... I-I’m just a little confused.”
“Alright.” Ted stepped back and it almost felt like Booster was missing something without Ted in his arms. But Ted sat down on the edge of his bed and indicated for Booster to sit next to him. “What are you confused about?”
Now that he was being asked, Booster actually had no clue what was confusing him, but confused he was. “Um... do you normally go this fast with someone you want a serious relationship with?”
“Fast? According to you we’ve been dating for months. By my count, we’re moving at a snail’s pace.” At Booster’s stern look, Ted held his hands up with a snicker. “Okay, okay, being honest now. It depends on the person and how we feel together. Sometimes it takes us a while, sometimes it doesn’t.”
“But how do you know you care about each other personally if you just jump right into the physical?”
“First off, I can’t have a meaningful relationship with someone I’m not friends with, so you’ve already got a good start. Second, I know you care about me and, by now, I hope you know I care about you. Third, so long as everyone involves wants it, what’s wrong with getting physical?”
“I just... I want to make sure that we work together.”
Ted’s hand was back against Booster’s cheek again, the weight and heat of his palm comforting and fingers brushing against Booster’s hair. “We’ve worked well together since the moment we met. But if you want to wait, tell me now because I really want to kiss you again.”
Screw it- patience was overrated. “I’m really okay with that,” Booster cupped Ted’s face in his hands and poured every ounce of feeling he had into the kiss. His heart fluttered with pleasure as Ted moaned into his mouth, shifting closer, hand on Booster’s shoulder, their tongues tangling together.
Ted pushed against Booster until he lay back on the bed and- oh, this was good. This was really good with Ted blanketing him and Booster let his hands roam freely over the body he’d been aching to hold and taste for so, so long. Boldly he let his hands steal under Ted’s shirt, fingers pressing into the hot skin of his back. Ted fairly purred, twining one of his legs with Booster’s in approval.
Ted found that spot on Booster’s neck again, suckling until Booster started whimpering, hands scrabbling restlessly at Ted’s side, hips rolling against the thigh grinding down. When Ted nipped that spot, Booster bucked upward with a yelp. When Ted licked the bite, Booster tugged at his hair. “Okay,” he said unevenly, “you need to stop or this is going to be over really quick.”
The grin Booster was suddenly met with was full of nothing but mischief. “Of course you know I’m going to see if I can’t get you off just by sucking your neck one day.” But Ted relented, instead just sliding down Booster’s body, lining the skin by the collar of his shirt with kisses and letting his hands skim over the jeans that clung to Booster’s hips and thighs. “Just not today. Get naked.”
“Naked?”
“You have sex with clothes on in the future? Or,” Ted’s tone went from teasing to compliant, “am I moving too fast for you?”
“Absolutely not at all!” Booster hastily scooted upright, making Ted shift to his knees. “I’ll tell you if you are and right now I can’t think of a single thing I don’t want you doing to me.”
“Good, because I can think of a lot I want to do.” Ted stood next to the bed, pulling his shirt off in one quick motion. By the time he looked down at the bed again, Booster was already undressed, bright-eyed, eager and completely erect. Ted couldn’t help laughing, bending down just enough to kiss Booster’s upright knee. “Nice to know you like the idea.” He just stood there, studying the blonde as he stretched out into the most provocative pose he knew (Booster had done more than one photo shoot on a bed, he knew quite a number of poses he looked good in). “God, it can’t even be legal looking as sexy as you do.”
“It’s not, but don’t call the cops on me.” It was weird and thrilling laying on Ted’s bed, completely naked, and watching Ted undress in front of him. Booster felt wonderfully shameless and had to clutch the bedsheets to keep from stroking himself as Ted’s eyes roved hungrily over him. “You’re,” he swallowed hard, trying to keep his voice steady as Ted bent over to pull off his jeans and boxers, “pretty okay with having sex so soon after realizing we’ve been dating. Isn’t your time period supposed to have some kind of hang-up about two guys together?”
“Some people do,” Ted admitted before crawling onto the bed up the length of Booster’s body and- oh imaginary creator being -that, with Ted licking his lips and with his dick dark and thick, was better than any fantasy Booster had about anyone. “Doesn’t bother me, though.” Then, with his eyes greedy and smirk wicked and just before ducking in to give Booster the deepest, dirties kiss he’d ever gotten from the object of his affections, Ted added, “I’d be lying if I said I never thought about you like this before. A lot.”
Thank you hyper-sexualized time period with your lack of moral scruples. Booster moaned into Ted’s mouth, head whirling with the scent and heat of him, feeling every inch of Ted pressed against his body. It was too much, too fast and it felt like Booster was going to split apart, like his body was going to go up in flames and explode because Ted was overwhelming every single sense he had.
Their hands twined together and Booster could feel Ted’s heart thudding against his chest, could feel his pulse pressed against his palm. Their bodies undulated in long, slow rolls, cocks rubbing together hot and leaking precum that smeared together. It was driving Booster mad, torn between wanting to wrap his legs around Ted’s waist and ride out the sensation that was threatening to crush him or draw it out until every single nerve in his body burned out. Booster dropped his head back, panting and his rhythm started getting uneven, whispering out words he couldn’t make out, couldn’t remember but knew he meant every single one. There were lips and a tongue at his collarbone, sloppy and wet as Ted’s hips snapped forward harder, quicker, just as ragged as Booster’s were. Ted’s hands slipped from Booster’s to grip at his shoulders and Ted buried his nose against Booster’s neck, begging for more, begging for harder, faster; begging Booster for anything and everything and Booster wanted to give it to him so badly- whatever he wanted, whatever he could possibly do.
Booster reached down and grabbed Ted’s ass in both hands, grinding him harder against Booster’s body, sending sparks flying behind Booster’s eyes, between their bodies as they drove headlong. Booster could taste sweat and sex and want in the air, felt it wrapping around them and squeezing out all thought but ‘yes’ and ‘please’. They were so close but it wasn’t enough, still not enough and Booster didn’t know how much longer he could last before he came to pieces.
A finger slipped between Ted’s ass cheeks, slid down until he felt the rim of his hole, tracing it, stroking, slowly driving Ted wild as he teased. “God, Booster! Yes, yes, oh please! In me, please, I want to feel you in me, everywhere. I need you, Booster, I want you, everything, please!”
Booster bit his lip, pressing his finger inside and he barely got up to the first knuckle when Ted came across his stomach, biting a whine into that spot on Booster’s neck and making his world go up in white flames. It felt like Booster had stopped breathing, like his heart burst apart and Booster couldn’t bring himself to care because it was Ted all around him and it was Ted that slowly brought him down to earth with his little shivers and his little pleased whimpers muffled against Booster’s skin. Booster pulled his hand away and Ted sagged against him with a sigh. If Booster never moved again, he didn’t care. So long as Ted didn’t move again, either.
Eventually, when they got their breathes back and their brains sorted out, Ted let out a whoof against Booster’s neck. “And that it is how I like to end my dates.”
“You know,” Booster said, fairly purring as his hands traced out Ted’s back and shoulders, his sides, his hips, “despite the technological antiquities, I like the past.”
Ted chuckled, back arching against Booster’s hands. “Glad to hear it.” He had to scoot up on his elbows a bit to nuzzle at Booster’s neck, but once there he found that sweet spot again. Booster let out a shudder before flipping them over, rubbing up against Ted’s thigh and making him laugh (and of all of Ted’s laugh, that one- dark from lazy contentment and rough with the stirrings of arousal -quickly became Booster’s favorite).
“So. In this time period when is it polite to start round two?”
Ted grinned and wove his hands through Booster’s hair. “Right now.”
