A Little Cold Never Hurt Anyone

@callmeiceman

Hello, name's Drake. Robert Drake. Please call me Bobby, or your boyfriend, I don't mind either of those. If you're looking for a chill guy to hang out with, I'm your Iceman. Bobby Drake RP Account for Marvel Infinity FC: Alexander Ludwig Verse: Earth-616 Tracked Tag: #callmeiceman I also go by Frosty

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"Well you’re with me right now aren’t you?" She knew full well what he meant but by now she wasn’t sure if she was making excuses or just trying to push him into saying something he wasn’t comfortable saying, just to make sure he wasn’t thinking entirely with his dick… or maybe that’s what she was trying to make sure he was doing.

"Tell me exactly what you want.”

Bobby stopped. "Oh, that's your game, eh?" He took her by her hips and forced her down on the bed. He met her eyes and winked, then he moved to her neck and started a soft hum, which he thought she would enjoy.

"Well, Miss Pryde. There's only one thing left to do." He said in a rather sing song-y voice as he ground against her, letting out a soft gasp as he leaned back up to her ear. He whispered it gently, but also gave her hips a squeeze to convey his control.

#Goddamnit #kittyapryde

Bobby’s nerves were having the complete opposite effect on her. But while he was, for one of the very few occasions in the whole time they’d known each other, lost for words. Kitty decided to use this rare opportunity to torment him instead of giving him what he wanted.

"Say it,” she said quietly as she softly ran her nails up his spine.

"What?" Bobby looked over her for a second, that sly grin he hadn't seen in months back on her face. The one that was mostly used when the two joked together. Not this time though, this one was for power, dominance over Bobby in this nervous state. And if Kitty wanted her ego stroked once in a while, he didn't have a problem supplying that for her.

"I want to be with you, so badly." he said, in a pleading tone. "Just let me be with you, please?"

Her reaction was exactly what he wanted, although she wasn’t sure if it was because of the action or the cold that seemed to radiate from his ice form. Either way she wasn’t about to complain about how it felt.

"Yes? The experiment?" She managed to say.

"Well, to be honest, the only thing that hasn't touched something else is still under my..." he pointed to his boxer briefs. "Uhh, yeah." He gave a nervous giggle.

"Did I just say that out loud? Okay, I'm sorry!" He leaned on her shoulder and laughed for a second. "God, why am I this nervous?"

She averted her eyes, was he trying to guilt trip her? If he was it was working. “I thought about that every day,” she admitted after a few moments. “I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did. I regretted it so much… because while I got texts and phone calls from nearly everyone else on the team I never heard a word from you and for a while I thought I hated you for it. You’d done that stupid thing at the wrong time. And then I realized, it was as much my fault as it was yours. I didn’t kiss you back and then I just ran away like some scared little puppy. Yeah, you didn’t call or text me but I could have just as easily picked up my phone and tried to contact you myself but I guess part of me was scared of being hurt. Scared that the kiss was just another one of your jokes. That my feelings were something you thought could be played with like some doll.”

Her gaze moved down to their hands, “I’m so glad I was wrong…”

Bobby sighed, as he was rather happy that they just outright admitted their feelings to one another, and thankfully it wasn't unrequited. He moved a little bit closer, assuming his position on top of her lap.

"No offense Kitten, but so am I. Okay! Here's the deal: We never talk about that awkward thing that happened last year again, alright? It's behind us, and we're moving forward."

He nuzzled the girl's neck for a moment, hoping that she would shiver. "So, the experiment?"

"Bobby…" She softly pushed him away so she could see his face as she spoke. "You don’t think that it’s… too soon for that? I mean… We didn’t have our first date all that long ago… I just think it might be a little early for this." Her words had to be forced out, although she tried to make it seem like that wasn’t the case. She wanted him, she wasn’t going to lie to anyone about that but she’d never been one to rush things in relationships.

"Kitty..." he moved back from her slightly, "remember what happened last year? The freaking twelve months I spent not having any contact with you because of how you left me. How I've been here, just kind of living life without one of my best friends? How that now she's back, I can't stop thinking about her and what it would be like if things went differently."

He took her hand, "I'm so glad you're here right now, Kitty. I'm so glad to have you back in my life."

She sat up and watched him undress with a mischievous grin on her face, wondering how far she could push him before she’d actually have to say something.

"I’m not that dense. I know where you want this to go and I’m saying I don’t see how it relates to the experiment.”

"Could've fooled me." He said with a grin and climbed back on to the bed. "Now, as for my idea. There is a few parts of my body that have been left untouched." He swung his leg over her and straddled her.

"Hmm, well this is a new sensation." He whispered into her ear as he leaned down and started to suck on her neck. "C'mon, Kitten. Have a little imagination."

#kittyapryde #DAMN BOY #WHERE DID THIS COME FROM?

"I know," she smirked, "I just wanted to hear you say it." She paused. She was sure there was a reason for her pause but whatever that reason was it must have been subconscious. "But I’m here, in your bed, looking ‘so sexy’ for scientific purposes. I don’t see what that has to do with the experiment."

"Goddamn it, Pryde." He shoved himself up and out of the bed. "Do I really have to lay it out for you? I-I-UGH! Fine! You know what, fine." He said as he started to take off his shirt. He began to mumble something about 'girls' and 'hints'. After that, his jeans were next, the buckle undone on his belt and there they were on the floor all too suddenly.

As he stood there in his boxer briefs and ice form, actually it looked a lot like his costume, which never seemed to make sense until now. He asked, "Does this leave any clues as to where I want this to be heading right now? Any at all?"

#kittyapryde #You made him do it

She pouted and rolled her eyes at his accusations, knowing full well that he was right. Cocky and arrogant, but right. “I don’t see how I can do any testing lying down, mister, but my mind is open, what’s your idea?”

Bobby was rather confused. "Kitty, you're a genius. Are you telling me that you can't fit the pieces together? It's rather easy. I mean, you're here, in my bed. And looking so sexy, if I might be so bold." He brushed his hand over her stomach. He could feel the heat of her body and he hoped that this would give it away if she wasn't catching on. "I want you. I really, honest to goodness, want you."

A nervous giggle escaped her at his first question and a small nod followed the second. “We’ve done the finger test and the kiss test— which by the way is a contaminated sample. Of course it’s going to taste like what you just drank. So… Uh, what do you suggest for test three?”

Bobby chuckled at the mention of a third test. "But why? We know the only reason you wanted to do this 'experiment'," he made the air quotes as he spoke, "is only because you wanted a piece of this." He said, pointing to his torso. "Which I can completely understand. God knows I'm the sexiest and most available non-student here." He pushed her over onto her back. "Now, I do have an idea for a third test if you're really still pushing it, but you need to keep an open mind, okay?"

#kittyapryde #Uh oh #Things seem to be heating up #Might need read more's soon

She was about to open her mouth to ask what he meant by ‘more to the point’ when he kissed her. A little taken aback at first, after a moment she leaned into the kiss, resting her hand on his arm.

He stayed a bit too long on her lips and then pulled away. "Now, how does that taste?" Bobby then laughed. "Sorry, too cheesy." He then put his arm around her. "Are we still going to try to try this experiment?"

She placed a hand on his and took his finger into her mouth, running her tongue along the bottom of it as she sucked. She had only planned to keep it up for a few seconds, just enough to satisfy her curiosity but that was before she realized the syrup hadn’t completely gotten through yet. After a few minutes she stopped. “We didn’t wait long enough,” she told him, “It was weak to start and I only started to really taste it about halfway through.”

"Well, we could wait longer..." He said as he moved his hand over her back slowly. "Or, I could always do something that gets more to the point." He leaned in and kissed her. It wasn't something that was forceful, but instead rather tender, hoping that she would finally get the misconstrued mixed signals bullcrap out of the way and they could finally just be.

"I’m sure it’ll work rather quickly actually. Maybe like five to ten minutes wait at the most." He sat next to her on the bed. "So, if you aren’t going to kiss me, how is this experiment going to work?"

"I told you." She held up a finger too him as she spoke. "Your finger is now, for all intents and purposes, a popcicle… Well, not now but when the syrup takes effect it will be.”

"Well then," He took a second to ice over. "This should start to affect the ice soon." As he could feel his feet go to ice, he said. "Welp. here you go." He held up his finger.

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