Fic: Welcome Party
Title: Welcome Party
Fandom: DC
Characters: Kon El/Zachary Zatara, Rose Wilson
Rating: Pg-13
Warnings: It gets a little risque at the end?
Word Count: 770
Author's Notes: Written for Shana's Superboy Unusual Pairing Month. Starring Zachary Zatara because aravistarkheena somehow manages to infect me with characters. Zatara. Seriously. It's starting to get ridiculous. Also, holy crap, I almost wrote smut *hyperventilates*
Kon narrowed his eyes at the well dressed teen leaning against the kitchen counter. He was carefully eating a slice of pizza and when he looked up at Kon he leered.
"I heard you were dead," he commented casually.
"I heard you were a talentless attention whore," Kon countered, not in the mood for games.
The boy glared and put down the slice of pizza, he stalked over to Kon and glared.
"Did you want something S.B?" he drawled, the nickname sounding like mockery.
"I definitely don't want you Zatara," Kon half-growled, "have you seen Robin?"
"The little emo boy in the red? I think he's somewhere crying about how all his friends are dead. We're the only ones here," the boy smirked.
Kon roughly grabbed Zatara by the collar and pushed him against the wall.
"Don't you dare talk about him like that," Kon spat, "or I will make you pay."
Zatara grinned lazily and licked his lips.
"Sounds like fun, should we do this here or do you want to come to my room?" he asked huskily.
Kon let him go, startled and backed away.
"I don't... what the hell?" Kon shook his head.
"Well Robin isn't here for you, and I'm bored, so I thought you might be up for entertaining me," Zachary asked innocently as Kon glared, "or not, whatever, I'll go entertain myself."
Zatara winked at Kon and started walking out of the room, consciously swaying his hips just a little. He smirked when he felt a light touch on his shoulder and an invisible force pull him back. His back was pressed against Kon and rough hands grabbed his hips. Warm breathe made him shiver as Kon whispered into his ear.
"No one finds out about this," Kon growled and Zatara rubbed back against him.
"Of course not, you think I would want to ruin my reputation?" he teased back.
Kon turned Zatara around quickly, claiming his mouth and pushing him up against the wall. Zatara kissed back forcefully, pushing his tongue into Kon's mouth as Kon untucked his shirt and trailed his hands over Zachary's chest. Zatara bit back a moan as Kon rubbed a thumb over his nipple. Zatara ran a hand through Kon's hair and grabbed a fistful, using it to angle Kon's head so he could gain better access to his mouth. The kiss was rough, each of them fighting for control over the other's mouth.
Zatara gasped when Kon palmed him through the front of his trousers and Kon used the momentary distraction to fully claim Zatara’s mouth, his tongue searching every inch of Zatara’s mouth.
Zatara retaliated by pulling up Kon’s shirt and lightly pinching a nipple, Kon moaned into his mouth and Zatara pushed Kon’s legs apart, rubbing his thigh against Kon’s erection. Kon groaned and pushed Zatara to the floor, floating over him with a predatory gaze and Zatara licked his lips. Reaching out to roughly hold Zatara’s hips, Kon positioned his mouth over the waistband of Zatara’s pants, his breathe ghosting across Zatara’s stomach, making him shiver. Kon reached for the fly of Zatara’s pants and quickly unzipped them.
“Wow, the resolution on these things is amazing,” a female voice interrupted, “Wonder Bitch is going to just love this.”
Kon shot up into the air, his head snapping to the direction of the voice to see Rose Wilson standing at the kitchen door with her phone camera trained on the boys. He looked at Zatara in horror, who was casually doing up his pants and standing up.
“You owe me twenty bucks Rose,” Zatara said, smirking.
“What the hell?” Kon shouted.
“Zatara bet me twenty bucks he could get you to go down on him,” Rose spoke lightly, “and I decided to film it for my own fun.”
“Give. Me. That. Phone.” Kon spat out.
“Uhmm, no,” Rose grinned wickedly, “anyway, I’ve already uploaded it to the internet.”
Kon stared at her in horror, she gave him a little wave and sauntered out of the room. Zatara followed her slowly, he stopped and turned when he reached the doorway.
“Kon, it’s good you’re alive,” Zatara said softly, and then left the room.
“I hate magicians,” Kon muttered as he sunk to the floor in shock.
He knew where they slept, and he was going to get them back.
He just had to work out how.