I love this kid I love that he struts around and talks himself up all the time and then says shit like this completely unprompted. "I can't be a figment of someone's imagination because who would bother to imagine me?" stop it. stop it right now.
Can't sleep and started thinking about Kon going in space, dealing with Black Mercy (a parasite that slowly feeds off you while keeping you in a fantasy of your dreams) while he believes Tim is dead. All the memories he would create in that time of being fed on. He would marry Tim, be heroes together until Tim decided to stop, buy a home together somewhere quiet and live out their days. They would have dates, sex, conversations, try new things and live. Kon would have to fight to get out of the perfect life and come back to one where Tim doesn't exist anymore (a second fucking time, mind you). The worst part is he would have all those fake memories jumbled in his head and upon coming home to recover, have to face the fact that Tim is dead all over again.
As his rambling ends Thad gazes up from the bingo sheet in Kon's hand to see that goofy smile that stretched across the other clone's face. Admittedly, he had felt a bit embarrassed and anxious in the other's presence though he was unsure why since this was just Kon after all.
Had he done that? Had he said something, done something...amusing?
Thad hadn't been aware of just what about this encounter had caused the other clone to smile like that or to call him 'cute' in fact, but a goofy little smile of his own, one he tried to hold back, slowly spread across his lips. No one had ever specifically called him a 'cutie' before. The privilege of being the first was all Kon's.
"Heh!" Thad let out an unabashed laughed as he was pulled in close to Kon and not minding it in the least as a slight blush began to form on his cheeks. "I guess we do, then. No better way of figuring out if I like flying than trying." Though no sooner than the blush appeared did it begin to deepen at Kon's choice of phrasing.
"Yeah, I can tell." He laughs, hoping it helped cover up the reason for his blush, "It really sounds like you bring the 'up close' to 'up close and personal' with that phrasing there." He teases. Though really it seemed like Kon really was into touching, wasn't he? Though... "Not that I mind that at all." And that was true as far as touching Kon went. With anyone else? He was as capricious as the flip of a coin.
"Whenever you want to go flying or watch the movie just let me know. I'm game for either."
It was easy to look at Thad this way when the speedster clone's playful side came out. A strong reminder of why the kryptonian clone had decided to pursue this friendship in the first place despite the major reason being his brother, Match. They were all misunderstood, life having been cruel in their creation being for someone else's benefit and not their own as some natural born babies had.
"Can you? I'm gonna have to be more sneaky about things from now on." A lie, Kon was never good at hiding his emotions both physically and verbally. With Thad in his arms and the offer, it was easy to assume that it meant now. "Now is a good time as ever."
One surprise for another as his TTK wrapped around Thad like an extension of his hug and to keep the speedster secure as their feet floated off the ground. The ascend was slow, giving Thad a chance to change his mind before land, his comfort and primary connection in using abilities, was gone from him. "Hold on tight… or don't. Either way, I got you."
[ kitchen counter ] our muses have sex on top of the kitchen counter (caroline and kon post a job maybe :3c ) @identimfied
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Make up that was not his own, was smeared across that face from the countless, breathless kisses that had been shared prior to them reaching the nest and once inside. Kon could feel the lipstick tight against his cheeks and neck, smell the oils that brand was made of and knew he was not the only one who looked disheveled right now as one of his own hands were buried deep in his curls. Throat was extended back, lips parting as he cried out toward the ceiling at that release with a hungry, loving mouth low on his cunt.
Caroline had no mercy, thrusting him over the edge of that metaphoric cliff after all the teasing and adrenaline comedown from their undercover operation. She had stole his breath away countless times tonight, but this was sending him into that state of a haze as one leg dropped back to hang over the counter and that still clothed chest heaved up and down. Eyes were closed tight while that wave descended away, his body feeling less tense now that she had ate him out to take and give at the same time.
Fake extended nails clawed gently down his thighs causing Kon to open those eyes and look down the line of his muscular stomach to see those pretty steel eyes looking at him before her make up smeared face came into view. A shudder went through Kon's body as Caroline rose, hands shifting until that dress was hiked up so one knee could lift and help her climb up onto the top of the counter with him. Kon's hand released his curls to reach out and help her up, that retracting period come and gone.
He tried to lift his upper body and meet her halfway, lips aching to kiss and taste himself on her tongue while staining more of that make up on both their faces without hindrance. That's when a hand went to his chest to push him back, an action he could have easily fought but did not because he was weak for her just as he was for Tim. So pliable because he was sickeningly in love with them.
Eyes instead were blessed by Rao to watch as her other hand yanked that dress up so she could straddle his hips, both their cocks brushing against each other as she positioned herself in a very suggestive position that said what she wanted next. Kon had no choice but to comply, his body and brain screaming for more of her while his heart was ready to focus on her pleasure.
Hand smacked against the counter, the sound echoing in the dim nightlight of their kitchen as he blindly searched for the container that he had floated over to them earlier when they made the counter their new 'christening' space. He was quivering from the eagerness more than the aftershocks as lube was squeezed into his palm so he could coat and encourage his dick to get harder, knowing that body had to take a moment to switch gears from one organ to another.
Caroline barely waited for him, a manicured hand pressed against his chest for balance while the other yanked up that dress to tuck it under her chin so it was out of the way as her body positioned itself for him. Extra membrane was pulled down, exposing his sleek tip that rubbed back and forth to find that 'sweet' spot and press in. Kon would have gone slow, working himself in with love and tenderness but Caroline was not in the mood for that as her hips grind down, using the lubrication to push past internal muscles meant to keep things out.
The first few inches had both of them moan in union, that dress fall back down so it covered up their connection and hide it like a secret that was only for them. Kon knew he was big and this angle had never been easy to take him so one of his hands remained wrapped around the base of his cock to help prevent when she slammed hips down, a safety point to not cause pain. It did nothing to stop his panting as that other manicured hand pressed against his chest, using his broad 'tits' they teased about, for balance so Caroline could hump and ride him.
The tenderness lasted only long enough to coat, but once that slide got easier, there was no stopping her. Beautiful face, a mess from having been smashed against Kon's smudging their make up, hair extensions making those strands sway around the dishevel vision like a veil, stared down at him to make direct eye contact as she rode him hard and fast, using his body to work herself up for that perfect tension.
Those inhuman colored irises stared at her, mouth hanging open, panting and whimpering at how good that tight heat felt. How wrecked she looked, knowing he mirrored it. This was what it felt like to be desired and wanted so badly in the most healthy way and Kon could have almost cried if his dick was not feeling so damn good right now. Not a single ounce of shame in allowing her to dominate him, to take what she desired.
Free hand went to her hip to help guide her but ended up being just a reason to hold onto her, feeling that material under his fingers of the dress that had started all this earlier that night. When the sounds that came from her bruising throat changed, Kon knew she was close. Knees dug more into the hard surface of the counter and he used his TTK to help stop the natural slid that could occur so Caroline had a grip. Kon could feel it, could hear it but was startled when he felt a hand leave his chest. It reached down and around, grabbing his wrist to yank his hand from the barrier he was making to keep her from taking all of him.
Kon gasped and groaned as he went deeper inside with every thrust and grind until their hips tapped lightly against one another. There was no way to take every single inch at this angle without some pain and he could feel the end inside her as it smacked against the tip plunged so deeply. They both shouted out together at that duel sensation; enough to cast their orgasms in sync. Kon's head hit the counter while hips had little choice but to rise, filling up that beautiful body at the same time he felt the splatter of Caroline's release from her own dick, on stomach due to that shirt bunching up with her grip.
Bucking waists slowed down, the body clenching him like an internal pulse wrapped around that organ that drawled out Kon's orgasm a little longer, making that promised mess.
Slower still until exhaustion had them finally come to a stop from that vigorous ride. Kon's retraction was faster, an arm smacking away her hand still lingering on his chest so he could rise up into a sitting position and wrap his own limbs around that quivering frame to hold her, knowing the strength would be drained now.
Lips found her mouth, tasting himself still coating as he swallowed her huffs to add a little more good dizziness in payment for her having rocked both their world's just now. It was a quite hunger as he licked and sucked until the flavor faded between them and jaws ached so they were left gasping for air, foreheads touching one another with no rush to leave as they finished coming down together.
❝ i don’t want to be a burden, but i know i am. ❞ @fablelike
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"What?"
Kon knows he did not just here Cassie, the absolute best of them, call herself a burden. When had that happened? What caused the wonder to think that after all these years of her being a solid entity for them all? Kon thought she was past this and starting to feel like her own person but those ghost were relentless it seemed.
He would punch every single one of them down for her.
A hand reached out for her own to pull Cassie closer to him, other arm wrapping around those strong shoulders so there was no escape from him. TTK wrapped snuggle about her body so that this hug was everywhere at once. "Take that back right now. We don't hear blasphemous about our 'wonder' in this house." The tone was irritated, but not at her — at how a situation or someone else made her think that.
"Seriously, I get feeling like that sometimes, but when it comes to me, I will never, fucking ever, think of you that way. You hear me, wonder babe?" A firm kiss was placed against her temple. "Us boys would be fucked without you there. Look, this is a secret we have all been hiding for a while, but you are the best of us. We all know it, and that's just how it is." He was hitting the nail a few times here, but sometimes that head was hard as his own.
"For the sake of hearing you out though, what's got you all twisted up about how much we adore you?"
𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗢 𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗬 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗛𝗜𝗠 𝗧𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗦𝗘𝗟𝗙 𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗜𝗡 𝗞𝗢𝗡 , to allow his body to be moved and manipulated by the kryptonian with simple gestures and well placed hands. a small , satisfied noise emerged from tim's sealed lips as he let himself be shifted , feeling himself be gently placed against the mattress as the other shifted above him being oh so mindful in the injuries that absolutely weren't there. hands slid upwards to allow fingers to twist into the other's hair when kon pulled away ever so slightly , pulling him back into the kiss with minimal effort.
small moans rumbled from the vigilante's throat as their tongues met , body long having accepted its place and enjoying the sensation of the other devouring his mouth in a well practiced song and dance , fingers tightening in the curls he loved so much. time melted into a blur as each breath was stolen into kon's mouth , every single sense being flooded with nothing but the kryptonian leaning overtop him , caging him in and surrounding him so entirely.
there was no hiding the gasp when tim could feel kon's amusement , head tiling back slightly to both catch his breath and release a weak groan of anticipation , feeling his own blood rush south at the way his name was pulled out so raw and unfiltered. the noise of disappointment at kon's halting was a far more instinctual reaction than one tim would have allowed himself to give , knowing the other was 100% correct on his putting a pause on the way things were currently going.
“ mmm , kill joy. ” despite the words , no heat or true frustration were behind them , instead a heavy tease. slim fingers untangled themselves to slide down , resting gently on kon's neck as tim pulled himself back into the present , giving his boyfriend his full attention. stormy eyes traced over the details of the kryptonian's face , studying the small shifts as he stumbled to find his words , his brows furrowing slightly in concern as he watched kon's nerves begin to build. “ pretty sure the 50% of kryptonian dna would indeed classify you as ‘ alien ‘ ” tim’s words were light , playful in a way he hoped helped unravel the growing nerves he could see building behind those carinbean eyes he loved so dearly.
tim found his thumb rubbing gently against kon's pulse point , trying to sooth the other as he found the words he was looking for. there was a lot of thing's tim was preparing himself for the other to admit , but something so . . . human almost caught him off guard. eyes widened , brain instantly coming fully online at the information as he processed the new information handed to him. “ wait , seriously ? ” with absolutely no tact , tim's eyes shot down toward his boyfriend's crotch , staring at the clothed section with something analytical dancing across his expression.
“ huh. i would have thought considering both genetic doners were male , the odds of a double x chromosome wouldn't be possible. ” the thought was out before tim even had a moment to process exactly how that would have sounded , attention snapping back up from his boyfriends nether regions to meet kon's eyes , a bright flush dancing across his cheeks in embarrassment. “ not that there's anything wrong with that !! honestly i'm far more fascinated about the science behind it more than , ya know , the sexual aspect of it. do like , both sets work down there ? does only one of them work ? ” a pause , an internal debate happening on if he should even ask the next question considering they were both still very much clothed and haven't gone that far yet.
“ there isn't a chance of me being able to get you like , pregnant , right ? ”
What a little freak.
That thought was with adoration.
"Of course you get all science about it." A playful eye roll helped keep the tone light. It was never meant to be a heavy conversation but understandable if it slowed down the mood they were creating prior. Attention remained on Tim's face to watch as his boyfriend pondered while looking as if he had the x-ray vision (kon knew that's not how it worked but it was funny).
"Mmmhmm." Truth was Kon did not mind if Tim was interested in other ways because he certainly was! A part of him wanted to just get this conversation out of the way so they could get too it, but that was unknowingly because others had treated it as an obstacle or oddity. With Tim, that sensation never came. The blush, the stare and the first question being about if BOTH worked told Kon all he needed. Soothing touches also helped make him melt a little more so tension eased.
The hand that had been caressing was pulled up to kiss while Kon sat up more, debating on a 'show' and tell. Because Rao, he wanted Tim to touch him soon. It was always there, smacking against this barrier that was now being taking down between them. One, Kon would admit now, he had no reason to have kept so long. "Oh…um.. I don't know." Kon felt silly now that he had not asked Kelex. It was on his list of things, wanting to dive deeper into his D.N.A. and cloning but with missions, time at the farm and with Tim, it kept getting pushed to the back burner. "I can find out. The fortress could do a diagnosis for me. I've just never gotten around to it, but would be a good thing to know."
Truth be told, he had never thought about kids. Liked them but had never saw himself as a parent. Before the brain could spiral into that, the other question was answered. "Both work. Not generally at the same time, but from uh… personal experiments…" Now it was Kon's turn to blush as he admitted to masturbation. "I can get half hard when messing with my pussy, but not wet when you know… using my dick. So not sure if it is how I am doing it or because the body can only focus on one at a time? Far as I know of, I can have an orgasm from both too." A quick dart of his tongue was given to those lips.
Kon shifted from the comfort of Tim's body to get off the bed and stand by it while facing his boyfriend. "I can, you know, show you." Tim's staring it was clear that curiosity was there. Kon hoped the small shake of his hands was not noted as he undid the buckle of his belt, button and zipper on those jeans then pushed them down to kick them off. Shirt remained on, a visual swallow was seen as he fought back any nerves and said 'fuck it' internally as thumbs hooked into the band to push them down too while he had the balls to do it.
Speaking of balls, non were present in the location humans had them. Soft darker skin tone and the shape of his dick was similar to a human uncircumcised phallus with the only difference being a sleeker head that was hidden in the extra membrane. "Uh, so," He began, approaching this like how Tim did other display charts because he knew the nerd in his lover would process it better. One hand grabbed his still soft dick to pull it up and out of the way. "My testies are inside me, right here." Thumb pad and pointed finger spread out a good five inches apart and pressed into the junction of flesh on either side of his dick. "If I press hard enough, I can feel them." A nervous laugh given. "No kick in the balls for me. Just a poke."
The shake was a little more apparent, but he fought through it to move his hand down lower. There was two inches of hairless space between the base and the beginning of his vagina where a dusting of hair covered for that protective layer. This time, Kon stopped looking at Tim and was focused on how show and tell as the soft fleshy folds were spread. "No clit either; the you know.. hole or what ever people call it and it's not that deep. I've used a dildo before, but it won't go in all the way. Like, a little more than half." Smirk was given up at his boyfriend still feet away. "You got a huge wang, Timmy?" An attempt at a joke. Fingers were removed but other hand continued to hold his other part out of the way while giving Tim time to look at the design nestle between muscular thighs.
"I'll go ask Kelex in the morning and get a check up. It's way past due, but you could help me further experiment?" He was starting to get a little self conscious naturally from having exposed himself more than ever to anyone else, which was crazy considering he had sex before. Kon did not realize how much he hid during those moments by keeping his legs closed, or topping so others did not bother to look down.
Form bent over to grab his boxers and pull them back up onto his hips, but pants were kept off while he gave Tim the space to ask more.
❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ @frogcase
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Oh. He had, but the 'cold' never bothered Kon. For a moment, the kryptonian debated pretending it affected him while also playing it off that he was fine but that felt like too much effort. "Don't worry about me. I'm built different. A little chill isn't going to take me down." In any case, this was about helping Pocket out and Kon was not in the habit of being unreliable. The double S on his chest deserved better efforts. "Heard you needed help that's not civilian coded. What's up? Supernatural creatures from hell? Meta with a god complex? Cursed object of fallen Gods?"
❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜ @ma1nmenu
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"Yeah, anything, Rob."
Kon had not messed up (for once) nor had he destroyed or caused any kind of disruption in at least a week.
However, when he heard Tim was going on a blind date, Anita had to fuck with Kon about it and egg him on to spy for the group. Kon wasn't jealous. Okay maybe a little but not in the romantic sense. He didn't want to lose time with his best friend or share more than he already did, but Ma said that reflected him more than others so he was trying to be chill because he got the same way about Cassie and Bart too.
Tim deserved to have chances like this because they were young and being only a vigilante with nothing else going on was… well sad. Kon went on dates, most unsuccessful because he hated hiding half of himself, but Tim did not have that problem. He could just be Tim.
Standing outside the restaurant was purely to make sure everything went okay and that whoever Tim was on a date with behaved. Anita also wanted the 411 and Kon was a sucker for gossip. This was all around a multi purpose thing.
That's what he kept telling himself when going inside and sitting a few tables over to listen in on their conversation. What his brain continued to repeat when the 'date' noticed him and pointed him out even after he acted sus by hiding behind a menu. It went fast and before Kon knew it, the date had said goodnight, excusing themselves because 'this was too weird' for them so they bounced on Tim.
Now Kon was staring down at his sneakers, kicking at the ground with the tip of one, in shame while Tim stared him down as they stood outside the restaurant. "Didn't mean to ruin your blind date. Everyone was talking about it and I got nosy, but I mean, I'm happy for you! Didn't want to sabo it. I just wanted to make sure you were alright cause Gotham is fully of weirdos. Now I made you look like one. Ugh. Seriously dude, I'll keep my ass in check next time and let you tell me what happened after."
The grass smelled sweet this time of year and it was no wonder the cows and horses wanted to wander longer during the day. Kon was also a fan of spring, finding any excuse or reason to be out in the sun. That included picnics dates that had him and Cassie being lazy and for once, in no hurry to go anywhere or do anything. They could just exist.
Sandwiches and fruit had already been devoured while they got caught up on each other's week and excitedly made plans for the following to see a few movies on date nights. No talks of suits or hero business was allowed here, just normal 'mortal' pleasures and enjoyments as they carved out their own peace. Kon was laying on his side, playing with a buttercup flower that twirled between fingers while Cassie flipped through her phone to check times of a movie they both immediately agreed to see when it came out in two days.
She just looked so beautiful in the peaceful element of that sunny day, Kon wanted to add to it. Leaning over, the tiny buttercup flower was placed behind her ear to nestle into that blond hair while full lips pressed a kiss that was firm and lingered on her forehead — small gestures to show how much he cherished her.
And perhaps a little brace for himself in what he was about to ask or say.
"I uh… have a question."
The attention immediately turned from that device in her hands as she looked up at him.
"If I wanted to, you know… experiment with my gender appearance, would it make you uncomfortable?"
It might seem like an obvious answer because Kon had never made any sort of big deal about Cassie being trans-gender, but he wanted to make sure that his journey did not clash with her own. He had researched about dysphoria and with all the other things they battled daily about feeling as if they belonged or were good enough, this could become a hurdle. Kon didn't want to lose her or this and if it did, he would shelf the ideas floating around in his head.
❝ i’m sorry for being this way. i really do try. ❞ @pureid
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Kon waited for the joke to hit or the little brat in Bart to come to the surface of that sentence. "Yeah, yeah." Came out on with a wave of his hand in dismissal because so much of their interaction was not even remotely serious. When the speedster did not attempt to jump, climb, or literally chew on Kon after that, the brain came to a screeching halt.
Silence.
That was new and Kon did not like it.
The oddity of that had those inhuman eyes turning back down to Bart to look over his face and how there was no hidden smile lingering there. Hand rose up to pull off his shades so nothing was blocking Kon's view and that was when he saw it; the fidget. Small little tells, a rarity, but done when Bart was feeling self conscious. The speedster did not know that Kon clocked it, he never pointed it out because the clone liked having his own secrets.
"Hey. Bart…" Unable to help it, Kon was immediately hyper aware now. The first question that popped into his head spilled out because of all the things he was, being protective came first. Kon could take insults and push them down deep, but he would never stand for someone making his friends feel like they had to be sorry for being themselves. "Who the hell told you that your 'way' was something to be sorry for?"
Other hand reached out to Bart's chin to lift it upward as Kon lowered himself down to the ground and then leaned his form just enough to not be so high for those golden eyes to look up at. "Seriously, who am I folding up in their clothes, cause that's horseshit. You don't have anything to say sorry about. I love you as you are, dude." Playful demeanor gone, replaced with a firm expression that said he might actually do that to who ever made Bart feel this way enough to say something out loud.