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#5: Headache
Fandom: X-Force Character(s)/Pairing(s): Rictor/Shatterstar Rating: G Word count: 203 Warnings: This was written in 15 minutes and it sucks a lot. Sorry.
Rictor isn't sure how 'Star managed to get him to care, but it doesn't matter right now. What does matter is that he cares. Cares so much more than he'd admit to anyone, even to himself. But that's not the worst of it, of course it's not. It's probably the fact that everyone knows how much he cares, how much he lov- He stops himself before the L-word goes through. He's not ready to deal with it, he doesn't think Shatterstar is ready to deal with it either. He doesn't even know where to start but it would definitely be a bad idea to tell him. Or to tell anyone, because, anyway, they already know. Damn. He almost wishes he could talk about it to Terry, since she's one tough woman and she would probably know how to handle this feeling-thing but that would mean admitting it to himself. And anyway, what could Terry do or say to help him out of this mess? This is hell of an headache and Rictor just groans as he let his head rest on the table. Then he feels a hand over his and when he looks up to meet 'Star concerned glance, he just smiles to himself. Maybe it's not that bad.
#4: Nightmares
Fandom: New Warriors Character(s)/Pairing(s): Robbie/Vance Rating: T Word count: 300 Warnings: Uhh, panic attack? Anyway, Vance is still the best boyfriend
Robbie shot straight up in bed; the dream - or more accurately nightmare- that heâd woken from still lingering in the back of his mind.
His pulse was pounding loudly in his ears, and he squeezes his eyes shut, trying unsuccessfully to drown out the sound.
He feels his bedmate stir beside him. âRobbie?â
He canât respond. His breathing is harsh and fast and he knows he needs to calm down. Whatever triggered this isnât really there, but itâs like his brain is disconnected from the rest of his body because itâs not responding. His eyes are still tightly closed but he can feel the tears streaming down his face and the sobs that are welling up in him are just compounding his difficulty breathing.
Vance sits up and moves around Robbieâs back. He settles Robbie in the v of his legs and wraps his arms around him, holding him tightly. âShush,â he croons, his voice still sleep soft â something only Robbie gets to hear.
He listens as Vance makes nonsense words in his ear, but thereâs just something so comforting about that, that Robbie canât help but feel his breathing deepen. His breaths match Vanceâs until finally he feels the trembling in his limbs stop, and his pulse slow to normal.
They sit there like that for Robbie doesn't know how long before heâs able to get break the silence. âThank you, I âŠâ
âItâs alright.â Vance presses a kiss to the back of Robbieâs neck.
Robbie shakes his head. âItâs not, Vance. Iâm sorâŠâ
âQuiet,â Vance interrupts him again. âCome on, letâs lay down and try to get some more sleep.â
Robbie lets himself be pulled back down to the bed. Vance holds him close, their breathing still in sync, until he falls back asleep.
#3: Dancing
Fandom: Young Avengers Character(s)/Pairing(s): Kate/Tommy Rating: T Word count: 100 Warnings: None.
âYou should have told me we were going to your prom!â Tommy groans when he realizes where his girlfriendâs taking him. âLike if you would have agreed to come with me.â Kate scoffs as Tommy helps her out with her dress. She does look great. âI know you hate dancing. Why do you think I asked Billy if I could borrow his smoking?â she adds, smirking. He protests but he knows Kate is right, she always is. âDonât worry, we wonât stay for too long. Just so I can show off with my handsome boyfriend to snob those rich kids.â
#2: Three people Rictor slept with
Fandom: X-Factor Character(s)/Pairing(s): Rictor/Rahne; Rictor/Pietro; Rictor/Shatterstar Rating: T Word count: 300 Warnings: Implied sexual activities
Rahne and him- Itâs complicated. Sheâs always been nice to him and then they have sex âamazing sex to be honest- and she leaves the X-Factor. More importantly, she leaves Rictor angry. He wonders why but he tore the letter apart the second he got his hand on it. Whatever she had to say, she should have had said it to his face. Not in a stupid letterâŠ. Layla is saying Rahne had her own reasons to leave them but who is she to say anything? She might be always right but Rahneâs been a coward to leave like this.
Pietro Maximoff is the first guy he sleeps with. Theyâve known each other for years and Rictor thinks he always had something for the white-haired mutant. Pietro who slept with both men and women and can seem to be a jerk to everyone when heâs just broken. And contrary to his mutation, achingly slow, to Rictorâs relief. Theyâre not in love but Pietro cares about him, which is a nice change since Rahne couldnât even bother to say goodbye. Close friends, Pietro had said to Jamie. But close friends donât have sex on a regular basis, not by Rictorâs standards.
Itâs different with Shatterstar. Hell, everything is different with him. First, they try out this ârelationshipâ thingy and it turns out okay. It feels strangely right when itâs just the both of them at the movies and they hold hands like love-struck teenagers but theyâre too busy enjoying each otherâs presence to care. The sex is even better, itâs light-hearted and sweet and they take their time. They just snuggle sometimes, and thatâs almost better than sex. Then there are the feelings. And it might be just what Rictor was missing. He feels loved, and thatâs the best feeling ever.
#1: First Time
Fandom: New Warriors Character(s)/Pairing(s): Vance Astrovik/Robbie Baldwin Rating: General audiences Word count: 200 Warnings: Fluffy morning cuddling. Yes, that's a warning. Address your complains to me. Gina wanted smut, I wrote fluff.
The first time it happened, they werenât drunk or anything. Tired, sure. Road-trips were pretty exhausting, after all. No, Vance corrected himself; road-trips with Robbie Baldwin were pretty exhausting. So naturally, after driving for most part of the night âRobbie loved to watch the stars and Vance couldnât refuse him anything-, they fell into the bed they rented. It wasnât the first time they shared a bed, not the last either. They were both asleep by the time their head touched the pillows. When Vance woke up, he felt a warm presence beside him, an arm thrown around him and a breath against his neck but he didnât move. Strangely enough, it felt right. Robbie stirred awake a few moments later, yawning as he rubbed his eyes with the hand that wasnât resting on Vanceâs back. âDidnât know you were a snuggler.â Vance said with a chuckle when Robbie noticed he had moved during the night. âYou donât seem to mind.â The blond responded, burying his face back in Vance's neck. âAnd donât even think of moving, Iâm having it nice like this.â Vance didnât answer, he just smiled and let Robbieâs regular breathing drift them off to sleep again.
First post: More a test than anything else.
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