Kink Post #1
This is a kink meme for comics! Any and all comics, any and all pairs.
What's acceptable?
DC, Marvel, Webcomics, Indie, Etc.
Comic book tie-in from other media, such as cartoons or movies. Please see the exceptions below.
Any pairings.
Any kink or prompt. Your prompts don't have to be "kinky." They can be more gen or fluffy. Mary Jane/Peter
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What's acceptable?
Except that Victor hadn't moved into the room as Reed expected, but was still standing blocking the doorway. Reed narrowly avoided crashing into him, putting up a hand to stop himself.
A hand that landed on Victor's stomach, right above the towel. Reed jerked backwards instantly, mortified, but the hasty motion only caused the towel to start to slide.
It was pure animal reflex for his head to move to follow the motion of a falling object, but that really, really didn't make him feel any better about where his gaze ended up. Or the fact that his science brain, which never switched off even when it really ought to, took a moment to note that Victor wasn't circumcised and append that to his mental datafile on Latveria.
He raised his head and swallowed awkwardly. "Um..." Maybe they could laugh this off?
Oh, wait. Victor had no discernible sense of humor.
Reed had time for only the briefest glimpse of his thunderous scowl before Victor seized his arm and yanked him into the room, slamming the door shut behind him. Victor backed him up against the wall with no apparent regard for his own nakedness, and Reed's heart pounded rapidly with nerves.
Which was a very bad thing, because his hormones, not exactly under control at the ebst of times, put together his racing heart and the sensation of touching bare skin and concluded something exciting was happening. Reed squeaked in alarm and pressed further back against the wall, wishing he could flatten his body at will. Especially certain parts with horrible timing.
Victor's hands were braced against the wall to either side of his head, leaving him with no way to escape. He didn't dare look away from the cold stare that pinned him. Victor's eyes were almost pure black in the dimness. "Richards, if you seek to humiliate me, then your methods are sorely mistaken."
Based on Reed's brief glimpse, Victor didn't have anything to be humiliated about, but he was pretty sure that wouldn't be a productive comment. He smiled nervously. "Victor, I didn't mean- No one would have seen anything anyway. It's late..."
"Yes, it is. So perhaps this little scene is... purely for your own amusement?" Victor's voice dripped with honeyed contempt, and Reed didn't know what was wrong with him that his misplaced erection was only getting worse instead of subsiding.
"I really don't think this is funny," he said, with plaintive honesty. Victor was so close that Reed could feel the warmth of the hot shower still radiating from his bare skin.
"Then what do you think it is?" Victor said, leaning closer. With rattlesnake speed he slammed his hand down to grab hold of Reed's crotch, and squeezed. Reed arched his back with a strangled sound, unable to even tell if the red hot pulse that burst through him was agony or pleasure. His nerves were on fire.
"Do you want something from me, Richards?" Victor said, his lips brushing against the late night stubble on Reed's cheek, and Reed's head was spinning so much that he couldn't think. It was too much, too intense, and he wanted- he didn't know what he wanted, but he was aching for it, desperate.
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But then Victor's hands were tearing at his shirt, ripping buttons free, and Reed was helping him, desperate to get out of the restrictive clothes that were suddenly suffocating him. The shirt went somewhere across the room - didn't know where, didn't care, because his hands were on Victor's shoulders, on his chest, oh God, yes, warm, damp muscle moving under his hands...
Victor yanked the button of Reed's pants out so hard the zipper pulled right open, and shoved them down past his hips, pushing his briefs along with them. Reed barely had time to gasp with relief before Victor was on him, shoving against him like they were wrestling, like he wanted to force Reed through the wall. He was muttering a panted stream of words against Reed's shoulder, "-infuriating... aggravating... have the gall to... worthless-"
Reed didn't care, it didn't matter; the only thing that mattered was the press of bodies, friction, the way Victor did this the same way he did everything else; at full-on, relentless intensity, not stopping or slowing or letting up at all until, until-
Reed let out a sharp cry and shuddered as he came, slumping forward weakly but still held up by the way Victor was driving into him - until he too at last gave way, collapsing against Reed with a throaty growl of triumph at being the winner of whatever kind of contest he thought they were fighting.
For a moment there was only panting, breathy silence in the dark. Reed rested his head back against the wall, only now becoming aware of the sweat pooled in his hair, of the sticky mess across his legs and belly. As the flush receded from his skin, a chill set in, and he was suddenly very aware of his own nakedness.
What the hell had he just done? And with Victor, of all people? Looking back he couldn't even figure out the sequence of events that had led them to this impossible juncture.
He raised his head, the start of Victor's name on his lips, but he never had the chance to figure out how he'd have followed it. "Get out," Victor said brusquely, shoving his discarded shirt at him and pushing him towards the door. Reed barely had time to tuck himself back into his pants as he stumbled out into the thankfully empty hallway. He turned back towards the door in time to see it slam closed behind him.
Reed was pretty sure Victor wouldn't let him back inside if he knocked. He swallowed as he buttoned his shirt and straightened his clothes as best he could, all too aware of how they were sticking to him and what he must look like, smell like. He just hoped he didn't run into anyone else up this late, especially not Ben.
He didn't plan on telling anyone else about this, ever.
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And if you've got any prompts, please do post them! I'm always up for more of this pairing. Or Doom/anyone, really.
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