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I decided that because I'd never actually stated that it was a series I should do it now. Hug Pollen is a loosely connected series of ficlets. Whenever a prompt fit it got added to the story. This is it so far. One chapter is NC-17 (5) but the rest is pretty PG.
Bar Talk
The bar was full, noisy and kind of damp, but all in all not bad for a bar on the other side of the universe. Hal wasn’t entirely sure why he’d let Guy drag him here with the other Lanterns. He didn’t seem to think it was appropriate to celebrate his new honour guard status on Oa for some reason.
Further along the bar he could see Guy trying to get Kyle to try the local brew, without much luck as the stuff was a toxic looking pink in colour and seemed to move in the wooden mugs. He had settled with something called H’rang, which the ring said was similar to beer.
It was strange; he’d always used to see Guy as just another arrogant fool, but watching the man around Kyle lately there seemed to be more to him. A strangely fatherly kind of protectiveness about his manner towards the kid. Who would’ve thought? And then the decisive and confident way he’d taken charge to save Oa wasn’t something he’d ever thought to see from the brash man. Maybe there was more to him than what met the eye. Hal would have to pay more attention to him.
He was broken from his thoughts by the sounds of yelling. Next thing a body went flying over his head and the brawl was under way. Slipping around the edges of the fight he spotted Kyle first, mainly because the young man was pushed into his arms. There was Guy, right in the middle of course, no ring; just lashing out with fists and knees.
“What did he do, Kyle?”
Brown eyes turned towards him. The young man snorted in irritation. “It’s always his fault, isn’t it?”
Hal paused, looking down. “Kyle?”
“The blue skinned critter over there, yeah the one Kilowog has, said I looked like a pretty Draxian whore and offered Guy a hand full of change for me. He took offence.”
“Hmm…” There really was more to the man. Hal shrugged. “In that case…”
He slipped through the crowd, swinging at one spiky looking guy and found himself next to a belaboured Guy.
“Hal. Come to put an end to my playtime?” Guy didn’t look at him, just ducked a punch.
Hal didn’t answer, just set his back to Guy and kicked at someone’s knee.
“Hn.” Guy smirked a little and leaned a little against him.
Word Count: 401
A Little Bit Scary
Batman was in the middle of a battle with Ivy when it happened.
He was in the process of breaking free from some rather grabby vines when two people spoke.
“I think he needs to be a little more friendly, don’t you my pets?” The cooing voice of Ivy.
“Some trouble Bats? Whoa! Better watching her than monitor duty. It’s like free porn!”
Of all people why did it have to be Guy Gardner? And just in time to catch a face full of whatever it was that Poison Ivy’s plant just spat out at him.
Guy just stood there for a second, face lightly dusted with pale yellow pollen, then he did the strangest thing. He grabbed Batman and squeezed him tight.
Batman stood stone still. Guy Gardner was hugging him! He started to struggle, finally dumping Guy on his rump. The pathetically hurt look he received was just too much. He turned to glare at Ivy but she had already disappeared, leaving only the sound of her laughter behind.
Holding the Lantern off with one hand, he tapped his com and called for aid.
“J’onn, send me a lantern….no. Send Hal and John if they’re available.”
When the two finally appeared Batman was once again detangling himself from the hug happy Guy. Shreds on the ground were all that were left of the ties he’d tried using.
Seeing them, Guy turned quickly with what could only be described as a squeal and glomped Hal.
There was a moment of absolute silence, finally broken by John’s laughter.
“What the hell?” Bruce just shrugged at Hal and turned to leave. It wasn’t his problem anymore.
“Batman?!” Hal was having no luck at all detaching Guy. Even less than Batman had. It seemed like Guy was trying even harder now, snuggling as well as cuddling.
“Hnn. Ivy. Hug pollen. Won’t hurt him or anyone else. It’ll run it’s course in a day or two.” He left, smirking slighted at Hal’s angry retorts and John’s laughter. It wasn’t like Hal couldn’t get the man off if he really tried.
Word Count: 351
What They Saw
“I can’t believe my own eyes!”
“I’m laughing so hard I can’t even see anymore!”
“Who would have thought? I mean Superman told me but still…snicker.”
“I know, Booster, I asked Robin and HE said Guy took a face full of hug pollen. Hug pollen!” Beetle paused to get his breathe back. “Why didn’t we know it existed?”
“Yeah…so much wasted time. If we could only get some of it. Imagine Bats with a nose full of that. We could take pictures and blackmail him for the rest of our lives. We’d never have to work again! Hmm….if we lived of course.” Ted elbowed him in the ribs, snickering.
“Look, he’s actually trying to climb into Hal’s lap!” And in a slightly more serious tone. “I wonder why J’onn isn’t doing his mind control shtick to stop him? Hey, why did it affect him anyway? Isn’t his ring supposed to stop that kinda stuff?”
Hal turned to glare at them. “I can hear you, you know.”
Silence.
“So why did it affect him then?” Booster looked at him innocently.
Hal actually smirked just a little. “Apparently his ring saw that it wouldn’t hurt him and decided it’d do him some good.” He flinched a little as Guy hand found a ticklish spot but Guy didn’t push his luck, just sighed against Hal’s ear and squeezed him tighter.
“So….why hasn’t J’onn helped you out?” This time it was Beetle who asked.
“Said he thought I needed a hug. Damn Martian. Bet he’s just laughing,” Hal muttered looking a little pissy now, but had given up on trying to stop Guy. He glared at the other two. “If you don’t leave now…I bet Batman has some samples of this stuff I can pinch. It’s not like I should be the only one suffering here.”
Still giggling, the two stood to leave… but not without parting comments.
“No need to get pissy at us Hal, it’s not our fault. This time.” Booster.
“Funny that he’s only hugging Hal now, isn’t it. Thought John said it was supposed to be generic.”
They fled downed the corridor, green blades following them. Slowing down, Booster slung an arm over Beetle’s shoulders and leaned close to his ear to murmur softly. “If I didn’t know better I’d say Hal’s not that upset about it.”
Ted grinned, “Maybe if Guy actually gets some, he’ll be nicer.”
Word Count: 403
Repercussions
It was a couple of days later when Booster and Beetle came storming up to Hal.
“What the hell where you thinking, Hal?” Beetle snarled.
“Yeah!” Booster added. Looking mightily pissed off. “What the hell!”
Hal looked back at them. It’d had been relatively quiet today, since the hug pollen had worn off Guy after a couple of hours. Batman must have been exaggerating. But while annoying, kind of anyway, it had been nice to see a softer side of the man. Hopefully once he stopped sulking Hal might see more of that side of him.
He shook out of his thoughts and turned back to the two men standing in front of him.
He smiled, it bordered on a smirk. “Yes?”
“What’s the funny idea dosing us with sex pollen Hal?!”
He stared at Booster, then at Beetle, then back at Booster.
“What?!”
“You heard him, Hal. We know it was you.” Beetle glared at him, fists shaking at his sides.
Hal blinked a couple of times and took a deep breath. And started laughing.
“I only hit you with hug pollen!” He kept sniggering. He had to go tell Guy about this, he’d laugh himself to death. Though why he thought of Guy first, oh well he’d figure it out later. Still sniggering, Hal walked off.
Booster stood still, staring at the ground. He glanced at Beetle who stared straight ahead blinking slowly, his lips moving.
“How about we forget this ever happened Booster?”
“Yeah, probably a good idea Ted. Um….Pizza?”
Ted looked at him strangely for a minute.
“Sure Booster, your place or mine?”
Word Count: 270
Fatherhood
"I mean, seriously Beetle stop laughing. I mean...BEETLE!"
Ted tried really hard but it was just too good. Controlling the giggles just made him shake right off his chair and he gave in, snickering from the floor, one hand pointed up at his best friend.
Booster tried to ignore him. Turned pleadingly towards Green Lantern. "Why me? I mean really, why did she do it to me?" He looked up at the green clad man, eyes wide and bottom lip trembling.
Hal rubbed his hand through his hair, barely hiding his own amused (and slightly scandalised) smirk. "If I were you, I wouldn't mind too much Booster. It's growing really quick, only two more months and you'll be able to start training him, or her, soon. Think about it, your own little sidekick."
Booster paused in his whining. He looked very thoughtful. One hand settled on his swelling stomach. A slow smile spread across his face, this might not be too bad after all. He'd have a family again.
Hal stirred. "Zatanna may have been angry at you but I think this will turn out all right." (One half of the Blue and Gold comedy team would be out for months; the league would be able to relax for a while, free of practical jokes.)
The room was blissfully silent for a minute. Then Guy Gardner walked in.
He just stood and stared at first, unbelieving, and then started to chuckle. Soon through wheezing gasps he got out one sentence.
"Who's the father Boost?"
Hal's smirk widened as he watched the dawning horror in Blue Beetle's eyes.
Word Count: 270
A Purrfect Punishment.
Guy was furious.
Guy was also a tiny bit scared.
Guy was hiding.
On top of a bank of computers in the orbiting watch tower.
He was curled up in as little a ball as he could, tail tucked between his legs.
Hal was looking for him. It was after all a little bit strange that after a short conversation with Zatanna that the man had simply disappeared. After some asking around he’d found out that the magic-user had disliked Guy’s constant teasing of Booster Gold’s current condition and it was always bad for anyone that irritated that woman.
His ring had said that Guy could be found somewhere here in the computer room. At first he couldn’t see anyone in the large room but just as he was turning to leave he caught a glimpse of something glowing green, high up on top of the central computer.
He floated up slowly and smiled at the man hiding in the shadows.
Guy hissed at him.
Hal twitched back a foot in surprise. Insults and cursing he would have expected but hissing and snarling like a cornered tom cat was new.
Reaching out with a giant green hand he scooped up the other man, holding him far enough away to miss the swipe at his arm. He stared at the redhead, hanging by the scruff of his neck and looking really angry. And rather cattish.
He had a long orange tail which at the moment was puffed up just like a regular cat’s and lashing violently. His ears laid back against his skull, where hard to see but looked really soft. A quick glance confirmed that he’d been right to avoid the hands. Tiny, but very sharp, claws flashed.
Guy bared sharp fangs at him. He was confused and running on pure instinct. All he wanted was to get away and hide until he felt more at ease but this man was in his way. And regardless to his anger and fear, he didn’t want to hurt the man. Hence why he’d pulled the claws when he’d recognised the other Lantern.
Hal set him gently on the ground and curiously, cautiously, reached out a hand to touch one soft furred ear. Stroked it gently, amazed by the silkiness of it. Guy stiffened, but instead of retreating, he thrust his head under the stroking hand, pleasure washing over him. A deep rumbling purr started low in his chest and Hal found himself knocked to the ground with a lap full of happy cat-Guy.
With the settling of his emotions sense had come back to Guy and he realised where he was. Now thinking about he realised he could either act his normal self and piss off while ripping holes in Hal for PETTING him or he could lay back and enjoy it. One hand dropped to curiously stroke the length of his tail and that made his decision very easy.
He settled in against Hal’s muscled body and gave himself over to the cat, fingers kneading at the strong thighs under him. He purred hard enough that Hal could feel the vibrations right through his whole body and stretched up slowly to lick at the underneath of Hal’s chin. Faint hint of sweat and aftershave on the smooth skin. He nipped lightly at the other’s jaw and raised himself slightly to smirk into shocked brown eyes. Pressed himself firmly against the hardness pressed to his stomach and kept purring.
Hal felt his insides twist, no matter how much he’d come to respect and like the other man he couldn’t use him like this. He couldn’t take advantage of another like this. He had to go.
He tried to stand, but was held, pinned by the heavier man in his lap. Looked down into worried green eyes.
“Hal?” Guy pulled away slightly, ears down again and cheeks flushing. He must have been mistaken; the greatest Green Lantern would ever like an asshole like him, not like that. “I...sorry...I shouldn’t have...I...” He was already retreating, glancing around for a way out, feline instincts telling him that after doing something really stupid he should hide (or pretend it hadn’t happened but that was hardly possible here).
Seeing the shame, the fear and the undeniable intelligence in the other Hal reached out, if Guy wanted this and knew what was going on, that changed things. He grabbed at a wrist and tugged, pushed at a struggling foot and gained a lap full of skittish cat. With his free hand he reached out and stoked up and over one ear and raked his fingers through short ginger hair. Rubbed softly until he gained an unwilling purr.
“Hey. C’mon Guy, I’m sorry, just didn’t want to...if you weren’t you...” He trailed off unsure of himself. He really just didn’t know what to do or say to fix this. He didn’t even know why he wanted it so much, or for how long he’d wanted this. His fellow Lantern slowly relaxed in his lap, all hard, solid muscle and attitude. It just felt right. Guy had been the first to trust him again after the whole Parallax thing and had always stood at his side, even if he was an asshole about it sometimes; he’d also taken punishment from the Guardians for him.
It felt right to pull the man up and kiss him. A firm kiss but Hal wouldn’t push it further without permission. He pulled back and stared into shocked green eyes, watched them darken. The smirk that spread, slow and sexy, should always be there.
He was thrown back hard and Guy pounced on him, growling. For an instant he thought he gone too far but then Guy was on him kissing him hard and hungry, nipping at his lips until he opened his mouth to the assault.
Everything about Guy was aggressive. His tail flicked slowly as he crouched over Hal, claws slid in and out just brushing Hal’s forearms which Guy held pressed to the ground on either side of his head. His knees bracketed strong hips and he slowly lowered himself pushing Hal into the ground with his weight. He devoured the mouth under his like a starving animal, claiming every inch possessively.
He pulled back far enough to stare down at Hal and growled. “Mine.”
The dark hair man grinned slowly and wriggled until he got a hand free. He slid it down Guy’s side, tracing powerful muscles. This man had never had the lithe body of many of the younger heroes but Hal loved the solid feel of hard muscles under his palm, the thin material of the Lantern’s uniform irritating for the first time. He wanted skin.
At Hal’s frustrated noises and scratching at his side Guy laughed and with a flash of green light dissolved the offending uniform.
He wore nothing under it. Never had. What was the need when one could create other clothes instantly?
Hal grinned approvingly. He slid his hand further down slightly furry skin curiously and settled his hand finally on one firm cheek. Guy smirked down at him and tugged lightly at his uniform, which he obligingly removed with a similar flicker of power. Damn these rings were useful things.
Hands skidded over his chest, followed quickly by a greedy mouth and wickedly sharp teeth. Guy nipped at the firm muscle below one nipple, winced at the beading of blood and licked it up apologetically. Was almost lifted of the ground by Hal’s shocked thrust. Grinned at the deep groan and nipped harder. He traced the line of blood down the heaving chest and lapped it out of Hal’s belly button, tongue thrusting suggestively. He smirked at the bitten off moans of the man under him and the helpless shuddering of his muscles.
Hal shifted his grip and ran his hand down the length of the furry tail, grinning as Guy couldn’t help but thrust down into him.
“I really like your tail.” He leered up at the panting man. He continued rubbing circles in the fur with his thumb. Guy growled against him, sliding up until he could bite down on Hal’s throat, riding out the whole body thrust that lifted them both and held on, pinning down the taller man and lining them up.
They moaned together and twisted, Hal locking his legs around Guy’s thighs to hold them as close together as he could without removing his hand from the ridiculously sexy tail and twisted his other hand into ginger hair as well as he was able to keep those fangs in his neck. The sharp pain probably shouldn’t make this even better but it did.
Guy growled into the muscle of Hal’s throat and trusting the other’s grip on his thighs to hold them together grabbed at Hal’s hips and rose to his knees. He thrust hard against the other man, releasing one hand from its bruising hold to slip between them to scratch lightly at one nipple. He could feel the vibrations of Hal’s grunts and groans against his tongue, feel the hot, spicy blood filling his mouth slowly and gave in to the feel of everything.
Guy collapsed on top of the other man, shifting slightly to roll them sideways so he could get a hand in and wrapped around Hal’s slippery member and drag him down with him.
Hal slumped bonelessly against him, exhausted and feeling better than he had in ages. They relaxed, legs still entwined for a few minutes. Until something occurred to Hal. He pulled away quickly, swearing. Guy blinked up at him, confused.
“Oh shit! Guy this is the Tower!” The other man looked at him blankly. “Batman has cameras in every room!” Understanding dawned. Guy swore and quickly made himself a new uniform, after a pause he made one for Hal too, who seemed too freaked out to do it for himself.
Deep under Gotham city in a dark cave filled with the twittering of bats two young men sat back with twin frowns of disappointment.
Robin turned and grinned up at Nightwing. “See. I told you hacking into Bruce’s camera network was a good idea.” Dick just leered down at him as the younger boy saved the file.
Word count: Wow! I think I blew the snippet thing here: 1732. That’s the longest slashy thing I’ve ever written Go me!
Kicks
J'onn J'onnz found himself drawn to the small kitchen of the Watch Tower. Of late any place on the space station in which Booster Gold was currently occupying would be full of bitchy comments and endless whinging. Today however silence held in the bright little room. His own undying curiosity led him to find out why.
Booster was sprawled awkwardly in a hard metal chair. He had pushed it out from the table to give his swelling belly room. A slowly melting banana sundae and a half eaten packet of crackers sat on the table in front of him but all his attention was focused on the man who knelt next to him, ear pressed to his stomach.
Blue Beetle had one hand pressed to the other side of his friends belly and the other gentle fitted to the top of his thigh. He pushed his cheek closer to Booster's belly and waited. After a moment he squealed happily and grinned up at the blonde man.
"I felt him!" He looked ecstatic. "Wow he's strong! Going to be a regular little super hero, isn't he?" Booster just smiled gently down at him and reached down to tangle their fingers together.
"Yeah Ted. Our son's going to grow up just great."
The Martian smiled to himself as he walked away unwilling to interrupt this precious moment. They were going to be alright after all. As long as they never got Guy to baby sit. Or Wally.
Word Count: 248
Bar Talk
The bar was full, noisy and kind of damp, but all in all not bad for a bar on the other side of the universe. Hal wasn’t entirely sure why he’d let Guy drag him here with the other Lanterns. He didn’t seem to think it was appropriate to celebrate his new honour guard status on Oa for some reason.
Further along the bar he could see Guy trying to get Kyle to try the local brew, without much luck as the stuff was a toxic looking pink in colour and seemed to move in the wooden mugs. He had settled with something called H’rang, which the ring said was similar to beer.
It was strange; he’d always used to see Guy as just another arrogant fool, but watching the man around Kyle lately there seemed to be more to him. A strangely fatherly kind of protectiveness about his manner towards the kid. Who would’ve thought? And then the decisive and confident way he’d taken charge to save Oa wasn’t something he’d ever thought to see from the brash man. Maybe there was more to him than what met the eye. Hal would have to pay more attention to him.
He was broken from his thoughts by the sounds of yelling. Next thing a body went flying over his head and the brawl was under way. Slipping around the edges of the fight he spotted Kyle first, mainly because the young man was pushed into his arms. There was Guy, right in the middle of course, no ring; just lashing out with fists and knees.
“What did he do, Kyle?”
Brown eyes turned towards him. The young man snorted in irritation. “It’s always his fault, isn’t it?”
Hal paused, looking down. “Kyle?”
“The blue skinned critter over there, yeah the one Kilowog has, said I looked like a pretty Draxian whore and offered Guy a hand full of change for me. He took offence.”
“Hmm…” There really was more to the man. Hal shrugged. “In that case…”
He slipped through the crowd, swinging at one spiky looking guy and found himself next to a belaboured Guy.
“Hal. Come to put an end to my playtime?” Guy didn’t look at him, just ducked a punch.
Hal didn’t answer, just set his back to Guy and kicked at someone’s knee.
“Hn.” Guy smirked a little and leaned a little against him.
Word Count: 401
A Little Bit Scary
Batman was in the middle of a battle with Ivy when it happened.
He was in the process of breaking free from some rather grabby vines when two people spoke.
“I think he needs to be a little more friendly, don’t you my pets?” The cooing voice of Ivy.
“Some trouble Bats? Whoa! Better watching her than monitor duty. It’s like free porn!”
Of all people why did it have to be Guy Gardner? And just in time to catch a face full of whatever it was that Poison Ivy’s plant just spat out at him.
Guy just stood there for a second, face lightly dusted with pale yellow pollen, then he did the strangest thing. He grabbed Batman and squeezed him tight.
Batman stood stone still. Guy Gardner was hugging him! He started to struggle, finally dumping Guy on his rump. The pathetically hurt look he received was just too much. He turned to glare at Ivy but she had already disappeared, leaving only the sound of her laughter behind.
Holding the Lantern off with one hand, he tapped his com and called for aid.
“J’onn, send me a lantern….no. Send Hal and John if they’re available.”
When the two finally appeared Batman was once again detangling himself from the hug happy Guy. Shreds on the ground were all that were left of the ties he’d tried using.
Seeing them, Guy turned quickly with what could only be described as a squeal and glomped Hal.
There was a moment of absolute silence, finally broken by John’s laughter.
“What the hell?” Bruce just shrugged at Hal and turned to leave. It wasn’t his problem anymore.
“Batman?!” Hal was having no luck at all detaching Guy. Even less than Batman had. It seemed like Guy was trying even harder now, snuggling as well as cuddling.
“Hnn. Ivy. Hug pollen. Won’t hurt him or anyone else. It’ll run it’s course in a day or two.” He left, smirking slighted at Hal’s angry retorts and John’s laughter. It wasn’t like Hal couldn’t get the man off if he really tried.
Word Count: 351
What They Saw
“I can’t believe my own eyes!”
“I’m laughing so hard I can’t even see anymore!”
“Who would have thought? I mean Superman told me but still…snicker.”
“I know, Booster, I asked Robin and HE said Guy took a face full of hug pollen. Hug pollen!” Beetle paused to get his breathe back. “Why didn’t we know it existed?”
“Yeah…so much wasted time. If we could only get some of it. Imagine Bats with a nose full of that. We could take pictures and blackmail him for the rest of our lives. We’d never have to work again! Hmm….if we lived of course.” Ted elbowed him in the ribs, snickering.
“Look, he’s actually trying to climb into Hal’s lap!” And in a slightly more serious tone. “I wonder why J’onn isn’t doing his mind control shtick to stop him? Hey, why did it affect him anyway? Isn’t his ring supposed to stop that kinda stuff?”
Hal turned to glare at them. “I can hear you, you know.”
Silence.
“So why did it affect him then?” Booster looked at him innocently.
Hal actually smirked just a little. “Apparently his ring saw that it wouldn’t hurt him and decided it’d do him some good.” He flinched a little as Guy hand found a ticklish spot but Guy didn’t push his luck, just sighed against Hal’s ear and squeezed him tighter.
“So….why hasn’t J’onn helped you out?” This time it was Beetle who asked.
“Said he thought I needed a hug. Damn Martian. Bet he’s just laughing,” Hal muttered looking a little pissy now, but had given up on trying to stop Guy. He glared at the other two. “If you don’t leave now…I bet Batman has some samples of this stuff I can pinch. It’s not like I should be the only one suffering here.”
Still giggling, the two stood to leave… but not without parting comments.
“No need to get pissy at us Hal, it’s not our fault. This time.” Booster.
“Funny that he’s only hugging Hal now, isn’t it. Thought John said it was supposed to be generic.”
They fled downed the corridor, green blades following them. Slowing down, Booster slung an arm over Beetle’s shoulders and leaned close to his ear to murmur softly. “If I didn’t know better I’d say Hal’s not that upset about it.”
Ted grinned, “Maybe if Guy actually gets some, he’ll be nicer.”
Word Count: 403
Repercussions
It was a couple of days later when Booster and Beetle came storming up to Hal.
“What the hell where you thinking, Hal?” Beetle snarled.
“Yeah!” Booster added. Looking mightily pissed off. “What the hell!”
Hal looked back at them. It’d had been relatively quiet today, since the hug pollen had worn off Guy after a couple of hours. Batman must have been exaggerating. But while annoying, kind of anyway, it had been nice to see a softer side of the man. Hopefully once he stopped sulking Hal might see more of that side of him.
He shook out of his thoughts and turned back to the two men standing in front of him.
He smiled, it bordered on a smirk. “Yes?”
“What’s the funny idea dosing us with sex pollen Hal?!”
He stared at Booster, then at Beetle, then back at Booster.
“What?!”
“You heard him, Hal. We know it was you.” Beetle glared at him, fists shaking at his sides.
Hal blinked a couple of times and took a deep breath. And started laughing.
“I only hit you with hug pollen!” He kept sniggering. He had to go tell Guy about this, he’d laugh himself to death. Though why he thought of Guy first, oh well he’d figure it out later. Still sniggering, Hal walked off.
Booster stood still, staring at the ground. He glanced at Beetle who stared straight ahead blinking slowly, his lips moving.
“How about we forget this ever happened Booster?”
“Yeah, probably a good idea Ted. Um….Pizza?”
Ted looked at him strangely for a minute.
“Sure Booster, your place or mine?”
Word Count: 270
Fatherhood
"I mean, seriously Beetle stop laughing. I mean...BEETLE!"
Ted tried really hard but it was just too good. Controlling the giggles just made him shake right off his chair and he gave in, snickering from the floor, one hand pointed up at his best friend.
Booster tried to ignore him. Turned pleadingly towards Green Lantern. "Why me? I mean really, why did she do it to me?" He looked up at the green clad man, eyes wide and bottom lip trembling.
Hal rubbed his hand through his hair, barely hiding his own amused (and slightly scandalised) smirk. "If I were you, I wouldn't mind too much Booster. It's growing really quick, only two more months and you'll be able to start training him, or her, soon. Think about it, your own little sidekick."
Booster paused in his whining. He looked very thoughtful. One hand settled on his swelling stomach. A slow smile spread across his face, this might not be too bad after all. He'd have a family again.
Hal stirred. "Zatanna may have been angry at you but I think this will turn out all right." (One half of the Blue and Gold comedy team would be out for months; the league would be able to relax for a while, free of practical jokes.)
The room was blissfully silent for a minute. Then Guy Gardner walked in.
He just stood and stared at first, unbelieving, and then started to chuckle. Soon through wheezing gasps he got out one sentence.
"Who's the father Boost?"
Hal's smirk widened as he watched the dawning horror in Blue Beetle's eyes.
Word Count: 270
A Purrfect Punishment.
Guy was furious.
Guy was also a tiny bit scared.
Guy was hiding.
On top of a bank of computers in the orbiting watch tower.
He was curled up in as little a ball as he could, tail tucked between his legs.
Hal was looking for him. It was after all a little bit strange that after a short conversation with Zatanna that the man had simply disappeared. After some asking around he’d found out that the magic-user had disliked Guy’s constant teasing of Booster Gold’s current condition and it was always bad for anyone that irritated that woman.
His ring had said that Guy could be found somewhere here in the computer room. At first he couldn’t see anyone in the large room but just as he was turning to leave he caught a glimpse of something glowing green, high up on top of the central computer.
He floated up slowly and smiled at the man hiding in the shadows.
Guy hissed at him.
Hal twitched back a foot in surprise. Insults and cursing he would have expected but hissing and snarling like a cornered tom cat was new.
Reaching out with a giant green hand he scooped up the other man, holding him far enough away to miss the swipe at his arm. He stared at the redhead, hanging by the scruff of his neck and looking really angry. And rather cattish.
He had a long orange tail which at the moment was puffed up just like a regular cat’s and lashing violently. His ears laid back against his skull, where hard to see but looked really soft. A quick glance confirmed that he’d been right to avoid the hands. Tiny, but very sharp, claws flashed.
Guy bared sharp fangs at him. He was confused and running on pure instinct. All he wanted was to get away and hide until he felt more at ease but this man was in his way. And regardless to his anger and fear, he didn’t want to hurt the man. Hence why he’d pulled the claws when he’d recognised the other Lantern.
Hal set him gently on the ground and curiously, cautiously, reached out a hand to touch one soft furred ear. Stroked it gently, amazed by the silkiness of it. Guy stiffened, but instead of retreating, he thrust his head under the stroking hand, pleasure washing over him. A deep rumbling purr started low in his chest and Hal found himself knocked to the ground with a lap full of happy cat-Guy.
With the settling of his emotions sense had come back to Guy and he realised where he was. Now thinking about he realised he could either act his normal self and piss off while ripping holes in Hal for PETTING him or he could lay back and enjoy it. One hand dropped to curiously stroke the length of his tail and that made his decision very easy.
He settled in against Hal’s muscled body and gave himself over to the cat, fingers kneading at the strong thighs under him. He purred hard enough that Hal could feel the vibrations right through his whole body and stretched up slowly to lick at the underneath of Hal’s chin. Faint hint of sweat and aftershave on the smooth skin. He nipped lightly at the other’s jaw and raised himself slightly to smirk into shocked brown eyes. Pressed himself firmly against the hardness pressed to his stomach and kept purring.
Hal felt his insides twist, no matter how much he’d come to respect and like the other man he couldn’t use him like this. He couldn’t take advantage of another like this. He had to go.
He tried to stand, but was held, pinned by the heavier man in his lap. Looked down into worried green eyes.
“Hal?” Guy pulled away slightly, ears down again and cheeks flushing. He must have been mistaken; the greatest Green Lantern would ever like an asshole like him, not like that. “I...sorry...I shouldn’t have...I...” He was already retreating, glancing around for a way out, feline instincts telling him that after doing something really stupid he should hide (or pretend it hadn’t happened but that was hardly possible here).
Seeing the shame, the fear and the undeniable intelligence in the other Hal reached out, if Guy wanted this and knew what was going on, that changed things. He grabbed at a wrist and tugged, pushed at a struggling foot and gained a lap full of skittish cat. With his free hand he reached out and stoked up and over one ear and raked his fingers through short ginger hair. Rubbed softly until he gained an unwilling purr.
“Hey. C’mon Guy, I’m sorry, just didn’t want to...if you weren’t you...” He trailed off unsure of himself. He really just didn’t know what to do or say to fix this. He didn’t even know why he wanted it so much, or for how long he’d wanted this. His fellow Lantern slowly relaxed in his lap, all hard, solid muscle and attitude. It just felt right. Guy had been the first to trust him again after the whole Parallax thing and had always stood at his side, even if he was an asshole about it sometimes; he’d also taken punishment from the Guardians for him.
It felt right to pull the man up and kiss him. A firm kiss but Hal wouldn’t push it further without permission. He pulled back and stared into shocked green eyes, watched them darken. The smirk that spread, slow and sexy, should always be there.
He was thrown back hard and Guy pounced on him, growling. For an instant he thought he gone too far but then Guy was on him kissing him hard and hungry, nipping at his lips until he opened his mouth to the assault.
Everything about Guy was aggressive. His tail flicked slowly as he crouched over Hal, claws slid in and out just brushing Hal’s forearms which Guy held pressed to the ground on either side of his head. His knees bracketed strong hips and he slowly lowered himself pushing Hal into the ground with his weight. He devoured the mouth under his like a starving animal, claiming every inch possessively.
He pulled back far enough to stare down at Hal and growled. “Mine.”
The dark hair man grinned slowly and wriggled until he got a hand free. He slid it down Guy’s side, tracing powerful muscles. This man had never had the lithe body of many of the younger heroes but Hal loved the solid feel of hard muscles under his palm, the thin material of the Lantern’s uniform irritating for the first time. He wanted skin.
At Hal’s frustrated noises and scratching at his side Guy laughed and with a flash of green light dissolved the offending uniform.
He wore nothing under it. Never had. What was the need when one could create other clothes instantly?
Hal grinned approvingly. He slid his hand further down slightly furry skin curiously and settled his hand finally on one firm cheek. Guy smirked down at him and tugged lightly at his uniform, which he obligingly removed with a similar flicker of power. Damn these rings were useful things.
Hands skidded over his chest, followed quickly by a greedy mouth and wickedly sharp teeth. Guy nipped at the firm muscle below one nipple, winced at the beading of blood and licked it up apologetically. Was almost lifted of the ground by Hal’s shocked thrust. Grinned at the deep groan and nipped harder. He traced the line of blood down the heaving chest and lapped it out of Hal’s belly button, tongue thrusting suggestively. He smirked at the bitten off moans of the man under him and the helpless shuddering of his muscles.
Hal shifted his grip and ran his hand down the length of the furry tail, grinning as Guy couldn’t help but thrust down into him.
“I really like your tail.” He leered up at the panting man. He continued rubbing circles in the fur with his thumb. Guy growled against him, sliding up until he could bite down on Hal’s throat, riding out the whole body thrust that lifted them both and held on, pinning down the taller man and lining them up.
They moaned together and twisted, Hal locking his legs around Guy’s thighs to hold them as close together as he could without removing his hand from the ridiculously sexy tail and twisted his other hand into ginger hair as well as he was able to keep those fangs in his neck. The sharp pain probably shouldn’t make this even better but it did.
Guy growled into the muscle of Hal’s throat and trusting the other’s grip on his thighs to hold them together grabbed at Hal’s hips and rose to his knees. He thrust hard against the other man, releasing one hand from its bruising hold to slip between them to scratch lightly at one nipple. He could feel the vibrations of Hal’s grunts and groans against his tongue, feel the hot, spicy blood filling his mouth slowly and gave in to the feel of everything.
Guy collapsed on top of the other man, shifting slightly to roll them sideways so he could get a hand in and wrapped around Hal’s slippery member and drag him down with him.
Hal slumped bonelessly against him, exhausted and feeling better than he had in ages. They relaxed, legs still entwined for a few minutes. Until something occurred to Hal. He pulled away quickly, swearing. Guy blinked up at him, confused.
“Oh shit! Guy this is the Tower!” The other man looked at him blankly. “Batman has cameras in every room!” Understanding dawned. Guy swore and quickly made himself a new uniform, after a pause he made one for Hal too, who seemed too freaked out to do it for himself.
Deep under Gotham city in a dark cave filled with the twittering of bats two young men sat back with twin frowns of disappointment.
Robin turned and grinned up at Nightwing. “See. I told you hacking into Bruce’s camera network was a good idea.” Dick just leered down at him as the younger boy saved the file.
Word count: Wow! I think I blew the snippet thing here: 1732. That’s the longest slashy thing I’ve ever written Go me!
Kicks
J'onn J'onnz found himself drawn to the small kitchen of the Watch Tower. Of late any place on the space station in which Booster Gold was currently occupying would be full of bitchy comments and endless whinging. Today however silence held in the bright little room. His own undying curiosity led him to find out why.
Booster was sprawled awkwardly in a hard metal chair. He had pushed it out from the table to give his swelling belly room. A slowly melting banana sundae and a half eaten packet of crackers sat on the table in front of him but all his attention was focused on the man who knelt next to him, ear pressed to his stomach.
Blue Beetle had one hand pressed to the other side of his friends belly and the other gentle fitted to the top of his thigh. He pushed his cheek closer to Booster's belly and waited. After a moment he squealed happily and grinned up at the blonde man.
"I felt him!" He looked ecstatic. "Wow he's strong! Going to be a regular little super hero, isn't he?" Booster just smiled gently down at him and reached down to tangle their fingers together.
"Yeah Ted. Our son's going to grow up just great."
The Martian smiled to himself as he walked away unwilling to interrupt this precious moment. They were going to be alright after all. As long as they never got Guy to baby sit. Or Wally.
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