Tiger and Bunny Anon Meme Part 1
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Kotetsu.
"What do you want, old man?"
"Aw, what happened to 'Kotetsu?'" He pouts, and Barnaby only chuckles. But Kotetsu moves on quickly. "Hey, are you done with all of your press stuff? Have they finally let you go?"
"Yes, I'm done."
"Sure took you long enough."
"You're only upset because it wasn't you being harassed for the past…however many hours it's been." Barnaby really wasn't sure. He just knows that it's late, and he's tired. As if the fight itself hadn't been enough, the media storm that greeted him when he arrived at the hospital to visit his friends…
"Wait, why aren't you still at the hospital? I thought--"
"Nothing my Hundred Power couldn't handle." Kotetsu's grin is infectious, and Barnaby finds himself smiling back.
"You're an idiot."
"Yeah, yeah. Hey, how about opening your door for this idiot?"
"How…what?"
"Open the door. I look like even more of an idiot standing out here."
Kotetsu hangs up, and Barnaby pulls on a pair of jeans and a black shirt, nothing out of the ordinary, and resumes toweling his hair off as he goes to let the old man in.
He is still grinning when Barnaby opens the door. "You didn't have to get all dolled up for me!"
The blond just shakes his head. "As if I would."
And then Kotetsu strides in, a bottle in hand, and he presents it with a little flourish.
"You are not getting drunk and sleeping at my place, again."
"Eh? No, no, Bunny! I just thought we should celebrate a little! Here. Where there aren't any cameras and you can actually relax."
Barnaby hums in thought, and the way he simply turns and walks back in is as much of an agreement as Kotetsu is going to get, so the older man takes it for what it's worth. He shuts the door behind him and follows the blond around as he pulls two glasses and a bottle opener from the kitchen, leading the two of them to that same room that only has one damn chair.
"Hey, Bunny, have you ever thought about getting another chair?"
Barnaby turns, the towel still over his shoulders, and he hands Kotetsu a glass so he can lay the damp fabric over the lone piece of furniture. "I don't really receive company, but I suppose I can consider it, since you insist upon inviting yourself over."
The wine is something white, something sweet, and Barnaby can't help but sigh after swallowing, setting the glass on the floor so that he can collapse back. He really is tired, and while the wine is nice, it's not helping to wake him up.
Neither of them are using the chair, and Kotetsu is sitting nearby, watching him, and Barnaby turns his head. "What?"
"Thank you."
Barnaby snorts and rolls to his side, fingers stroking along the stem of his nearly-empty wine glass. "For what? You did most of the work."
Kotetsu smiles at the acknowledgement, raising his glass and downing what's left before refilling both, never mind the fact that Barnaby hadn't finished his. Not wanting to get left behind, so to speak, the blond sits up and drinks a little too fast. Kotetsu's eyes crinkle in amusement.
"This is good stuff. You don't have to guzzle it."
Barnaby doesn't respond to that, merely lies back down and stares at the ceiling.
The bottle is almost gone before either of them speaks again, the time having passed in a comfortable silence.
"I meant what I said, Bunny. Thank you."
The blond is sitting back up again, and all he has to do is raise his eyes in order to be able to look at the other man. If Kotetsu has seen fit to say it twice, he must mean more than what Barnaby had assumed. "For what?" The question is now honest, lacking its previous sarcasm.
"For trusting me."
The reply makes Barnaby's eyes go wide, and he can't think of anything to say.
"None of what I did would have mattered if you hadn't trusted me."
"You…you knew I would."
"Thank you, anyway." His smile is gentle, and it makes Barnaby's stomach jump.
The blond swallows. "We're partners, aren't we? If we can't trust each other, who else is there?"
Kotetsu hears what Barnaby isn't saying. There is no one else. Barnaby is much too distant, too sharp, too hard to get close to.
But Kotetsu is stubborn and too nice for his own good.
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And I want more. Much much more. Ufufufu~
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Somehow, Barnaby had forgotten that Kotetsu had loved and lost, too. The circumstances were completely different, but they had both been left by someone closest to them. Barnaby looks at the older man with something different in his gaze. Like he's seeing something he'd never noticed before.
"How can you…? I mean…" Barnaby trails off, not sure how to put it delicately, his brain a little muddled.
"After Tomoe?" Kotetsu sighs. The question makes sense. After losing his parents, Barnaby had hardened himself in order to defend against any more pain. So why hadn't Kotetsu done the same thing?
"I guess it's a little different. I couldn't stop trusting people completely. I couldn't give up on everyone else that was already in my life, you know? I had family and friends who cared about me. Most importantly, I had Kaede. If I closed in on myself, who would be there for her?"
Barnaby slumps in his place on the floor. "I've never…never had…" He doesn't know why he's telling the old man this, but whether it's the wine or just the easy comfort of Kotetsu's presence, he can't stop himself.
"Bunny?" While the nickname usually rubs him the wrong way, for some reason, it now seems…endearing. No one else has ever given him a nickname before. Not out of…affection.
Kotetsu is startled when Barnaby lifts his head, finding green eyes starting to mist over. "You know, old man, you're probably the closest thing I've ever had to a friend."
"You're serious!?"
"Is it that hard to believe? You yourself told me that you could see why I didn't have any."
"Ah, Bunny, I didn't mean--"
"It's okay." And maybe it isn't really, but that's not Kotetsu's fault. "You were right. But I had never minded."
"…had?" Kotetsu manages to force the question out, feeling like he's dancing around something very important and terrified that he's going to ruin it, to miss it, to scare this open, vulnerable Bunny off and make him collapse in on himself, again.
Barnaby bites his lip and takes his time to answer, but Kotetsu doesn't push him. "I mind now. And it's your fault." Kotetsu doesn't respond to that, having little idea what to say, so Barnaby continues. "You have no idea what you've done, do you? I haven't had a family in twenty years. I haven't had friends. Nothing more than business acquaintances. I've certainly never dated anyone, much less--"
All of a sudden, the blond claps a hand over his own mouth, surprised at the way his tongue has run away with him. There is no reason Kotetsu needs to know these things. Blushing in embarrassment and shame, he clears his throat and lowers his hand.
"The point is…I feel like I've missed out on a lot, but I never cared. Until you. And now I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking that, maybe… If I like being your…your friend, then… Then maybe I'd like other things, too." The last part is mumbled together, and the brunet has to strain to hear it.
Kotetsu is completely still, watching the blush darken on Barnaby's cheeks, watching him as he stares at the floor. His brain is spinning more quickly than the wine wants it to, but he can't help turning Barnaby's words over and over in his head. Moving to his hands and knees, he crawls the short distance across the floor to the other man. From here, he can see the slight shudders, the way Barnaby's breath catches on occasion, and when he lifts the other man's face with gentle hands, he sees those green eyes sparkling with unshed tears. His heart aches for the other man, and he brushes a thumb along Barnaby's cheekbone.
"It's okay, Bunny. To talk to me. To show me this. You can trust me."
Barnaby's entire body seems to sway toward him, and Kotetsu isn't sure if he pulled the other man into his lap or if Barnaby had come willingly, but either way, it doesn't seem that the blond will be leaving anytime soon. Arms wind about his neck, and Barnaby presses against him desperately, straddling Kotetsu because it will get him closer. "I know, damn you."
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It hits him that the reason why he wants them now is because of Kotetsu. Kotetsu has made him trust, and while that was a huge step, it doesn't mean that he trusts anyone else, now. It just means that he trusts Kotetsu. And so the person he wants those things with…is Kotetsu.
The realization makes him push back sharply, staring at the older man in bewilderment, face shining with tears that Kotetsu is quick to wipe away.
"Finally figured it out?"
"You…"
Kotetsu laughs. "Don't worry. I only had a few minutes on you. Right around 'Maybe I'd like other things, too.'" The man's grin is bright, and Barnaby huffs, hiding his face in the man's neck again.
"I didn't mean that."
"Maybe you didn't before, but now you do."
Barnaby blushes harder, not having anything to say to that. It would be fairly pointless to deny it, what with the way he's already on top of the other man and has no apparent desire to move. Right when he's about ready to die from embarrassment, Kotetsu kisses the top of his head.
The blond freezes.
"If you'd sit up, I'd do it properly."
Barnaby is too nervous to move, his hands clenching in the material of Kotetsu's shirt, afraid to unwrap them from around the other man. "You're--" The first word is scratchy, and Barnaby's voice breaks, so he clears his throat and tries again. "You're okay with this!?"
Kotetsu's laugh rumbles in his chest, and Barnaby can't help but huddle closer. In fact, closer seems to be the only direction he can move, if his complete inability to listen to his brain's commands to bolt is any indication.
"Yeah, Bunny. It's okay. It's okay." He repeats it several times, stroking down the younger man's back and chasing the little shivers off. And finally, Barnaby leans away enough to look him in the eye, his countenance still full of nervousness and confusion.
"So can I kiss you properly, now?"
Barnaby swallows hard. "I don't… I haven't…"
Kotetsu moves forward, pressing their foreheads together and doing his best to go slowly. To not scare the other man off. "It's okay, Bunny. Stop worrying about it. Is this what you want?"
Barnaby bites his lip, and Kotetsu pulls it free gently with his thumb. "Yeah." The word is barely more than a breath against his skin, but it's permission, and Kotetsu's not about to ignore it.
He leans in, pausing before their lips touch, glancing up to make sure Barnaby isn't freaking out…
…and the blond closes the distance.
Barnaby sighs, thinking that this isn't so bad, and then Kotetsu's mouth moves against his own, and he stiffens.
Kotetsu stops immediately. "Bunny?"
Blinking down from his perch in Kotetsu's lap, Barnaby is quiet for a moment. "It…feels good."
A full laugh is his reply, and Kotetsu pets at soft blond curls, eyes flicking back and forth between Barnaby's mouth and his eyes. "It's supposed to."
"I-I thought it was just…something you did in order to get to other things."
"Kissing is supposed to feel good. You can kiss without doing anything else. And you can do everything else without kissing. I think it's enjoyable on its own. Wanna try again, Bunny?"
Barnaby's mind is reeling, but he nods.
"Close your eyes, then."
The blond does so, feeling kind of like he's caught up in a movie, because his stomach really does flutter when Kotetsu leans in again. He can feel hot breath against his lips, and Kotetsu presses a brief kiss to them. And then the older man opens his mouth and sucks a little on Barnaby's lower lip, and he moans in response.
"That's it. Let me in."
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He finds himself dizzy when Kotetsu breaks the kiss, and his lungs expand gratefully.
"Okay, Bunny?"
The blond nods. He is more than okay. This is…
"Kotetsu…"
The older man growls and takes his mouth again, and the sound vibrates through Barnaby, making him arch and shiver, and he lets Kotetsu lead his tongue back and forth between their mouths, confidence growing when it's evident that he's not the only one enjoying this.
Kotetsu's hands rove over his back and into his hair, scratching at his scalp in a way that Barnaby finds irresistible, and he doesn't realize that he's rocking into Kotetsu until a strong hand on his hip makes him stop.
"Bunny, do you know what you want?"
That deep voice is making it hard for Barnaby to think, so it takes him a moment to put together an answer. "I don't. But I like this."
"Are you okay with doing this? With me?"
Barnaby flushes. "I told you I wanted to."
"I know, but I wanted to check."
"I don't know what I'm doing." He really, really hopes he doesn't sound as pathetic to Kotetsu as he does to himself.
"That's okay, Bunny. I do. So for now, tell me what you like and don't like. Tell me if you want to stop. Can you do that for me?"
"Are…are you really okay with this?"
"Yeah, Bunny. I am."
"But why?"
Kotetsu sighs. It's probably better to get this part over with beforehand. "You're not the only one who's lonely. And I happen to like you, even though you can be a right brat, sometimes." He taps the blond on the nose at the end of his sentence, but his eyes are smiling, though he's trying to look serious.
"I'd say that I'll do better next time, but I probably won't." One corner of Barnaby's mouth inches upward as he tests this…thing between them, and the awkward knot in his stomach starts to loosen when Kotetsu laughs.
"I wouldn't expect any different. But if it's all right with you, I'm going to keep kissing you, now."
Nodding and licking his lips, the blond leans in, thrown off when Kotetsu ducks his head. But then he feels a warm mouth just under his jaw, and he moans. When Kotetsu travels up to his ear, Barnaby makes a high noise he didn't even know he had, but Kotetsu's sucking and licking and pressing his tongue inside--
Barnaby makes that noise again, his body trembling, and Kotetsu relinquishes his ear and moves back down his neck, again. That feels nice, too. The man's hands continue to pet and stroke at him, and he's not entirely surprised when they make their way under the back of his shirt. The pads of Kotetsu's fingers trace down the sides of his spine, fan out over his ribs, dip into the hollow of his lower back, and Barnaby twitches.
The man explores that area intently, narrowing down on the one particular bundle of nerves that makes Barnaby gasp and shift. Sucking gently at Barnaby's neck, not enough to leave a mark, Kotetsu presses a finger into that spot, and Barnaby cries out, jerking in his hold.
"Kote…tsu…" Fingers wound deep into dark hair, Barnaby shifts in Kotetsu's lap. "Touch me more."
Getting an eyeful when he leans back, Kotetsu can't help but smile at Barnaby's flushed cheeks, his eyes gone a shade darker. His hands tug at the hem of Barnaby's shirt.
"Is it okay if I take this off?"
Barnaby doesn't say anything, but he strips the shirt off immediately, glaring a little when Kotetsu looks at him in amusement.
"I can undress myself."
There is a laugh. "I know. But maybe I want a turn undressing you."
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"No, it's fine. There are other things I can undress." And then his hands are making their slow, very slow way down Barnaby's chest, down his belly, and they fiddle with his belt for a moment, Kotetsu's eyes searching his partner's, looking for any sign that Barnaby doesn't want this.
"If you're not going to do it, I will."
"Fine, fine. Rush the old man along. I see how it is."
"Oh, shut u--uh! Hnn…" Barnaby's voice trails off into a little whine, his entire being focused upon Kotetsu's hand which has just pushed its way into his jeans to wrap around his cock.
With a teasing grin, Kotetsu works him free, undoing his belt and unzipping his pants so that he can stroke Barnaby's shaft in the open air. His mouth closes around one nipple, and Barnaby definitely doesn't have any objections to that, if the way he bucks is anything to go by. The blond is nearly frantic as he pushes up into Kotetsu's fist, and the other man feels like he's barely had time to get used to the feel of him before Barnaby is coming between them.
Kotetsu tries to block what he can, containing the mess, and he lets Barnaby come down slowly, just holding him and kissing at one shoulder while the man pants, chest heaving.
"Good?"
Barnaby nods silently, eyes closed, and then he takes in a deep breath before letting it all out in a moan, the sound making Kotetsu shiver.
"You didn't come." His voice is soft, but not angry. Maybe…upset?
Kotetsu kisses him again, and he takes it as a positive sign that Barnaby lets him. "Nope. Did you want me to?"
"I thought… I thought you…" This flustered Barnaby is difficult to deal with, and Kotetsu has to do a lot more reading between the lines, but the younger man is adorable enough to make up for it.
"You might be ready to go again soon, but I'm older than you are, Bunny. I'd rather wait and see what other things might interest you."
"What other… Oh." Barnaby looks down, and Kotetsu nudges at his jaw with his nose.
"Hey, don't worry, Bunny. I won't ask you to do anything you don't want to do."
"Do you want to have sex with me?"
Kotetsu is a little surprised at how blunt he is, but he answers truthfully. "Yeah, but that can wait."
"Why does it have to wait?"
"Because--"
"Do you not want me now?"
"Damn it, Bunny!" Kotetsu puts a hand over the other man's mouth, trying to quell the words so he can think straight. "Yes, I do. Yes. But that's a big step to take. And I don't want you to do something you'd regret."
Barnaby reaches up to push Kotetsu's hand down. "I don't think I would. I want this. And there's no one else I'd want to do it with. I trust you. Just you."
It's lie to say that Kotetsu's heart doesn't beat harder at Barnaby's words, but he tries to keep his head.
"If that's what you want, then okay. How do you want to do this?"
"How?" Barnaby tilts his head, and it's adorable.
"Do you want to be inside me? Or do you want me to be inside you? Of course, we can always wait. We have time, Bunny. We can do something else, for now."
Barnaby isn't even listening to that. He's busy thinking of which way he'd rather do this. He has to admit, the entire thing is…daunting. He knows the mechanics of it, but that's about it. The thought of it actually being done is frightening, especially when he considers being the one getting…fucked. The thought of doing it to Kotetsu, however… He really doesn't know what he's doing, and he doesn't want to mess this up by stumbling around when Kotetsu very clearly has more experience than he does and would do it better than Barnaby would, anyway.
He'll learn, first.
"The second one. I pick the second one."
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Perfection~ CARRY ON! *an adoring fan*
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Take it as slow as you want, boys, as slow as you want. I'll just be here, nosebleeding...
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