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perpetual_motionTitle: Busted
Author: Perpetual Motion
Pairing: Roy/Hal
Rating: R
Summary: Oh, look, porn.
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dcu_freeforall. Today's prompt is "caught red handed".
Busted
By Perpetual Motion
Hal doesn’t mean to grab Roy and pull him into the nearest alcove, but it’s late, and they’ve barely seen each other all week. Hal can’t bring himself to care that they’re in the Hall, not when Roy bites his shoulder and digs his fingers into his ribs.
“Missed you,” Roy whispers so softly Hal knows he’s not supposed to hear it.
“Missed you, too,” Hal returns. He wants Roy to miss him, and he wants Roy to know he’s missed. He kisses Roy hard, hands on Roy’s biceps and let’s out a surprised huff of air when Roy slams him against the wall.
“Missed you a lot,” Roy says into Hal’s mouth, and then he’s on his knees, hands kneading Hal’s thighs. He presses his face into Hal’s crotch and gives a dirty laugh when Hal groans.
“God,” Hal breathes, eyes closed tight. When he opens them, he catches a shadow. “Shit.”
Roy is instantly on alert, jumping to his feet and scanning the area. “What’d you see?”
“We have bedrooms,” Dinah’s voice comes from around the corner. “In case you were wondering.”
Hal, standing directly behind Roy, watches the back of his neck flush pink. He can’t help but chuckle. “So you can blush.”
“Occasionally,” Roy answers and turns around. He presses into Hal and noses under his ear. “Still want that blowjob?”
Hal’s hips cant forward, and he hisses when Roy grabs his ass. “We’ve already gotten caught once.”
“Brings down the chances of it happening again.” Roy cups Hal through his uniform. “Unless you’re chicken.”
It’s a dirty, unfair bit of bait, but Hal takes it anyway. “Think you can be quiet?”
“Guess we’ll find out.” Roy drops to his knees again. “You going to help?”
Hal thinks, and then he’s clothed, save for the area directly surrounding his crotch.
“Kinky,” Roy mutters, and then he licks the head of Hal’s cock. He pauses and looks up at Hal with an appraising wrinkle at his eyebrows. “You didn’t get dressed this morning?”
“I got an early call.”
“Bullshit.” Roy trails his nails over Hal’s scrotum. “I’ve seen you get called out and leave fully dressed at two in the morning.”
Hal groans when Roy licks his cock again. “If I admit to everything, will you get back to work?”
“Sure,” Roy says conversationally.
“Fine. I didn’t bother getting dressed because I knew I’d see you today.”
“Pervert,” Roy grins and takes Hal’s cock into his mouth. He sucks hard and holds on when Hal bucks into his mouth. He gives Hal’s balls and tug and rotates his tongue around Hal’s cock.
“You…” Hal breathes out, and the rest of his sentence is lost when Roy gently twists his sac and rubs his soft palate against the head of Hal’s cock. He presses the nails of his free hand into the soft tissue of Hal’s inner thigh.
“I’m going—” is as far as Hal gets before he’s coming. Roy presses in closer, and Hal feels his knees start to go. Things get hazy for a few seconds and when Hal gets his higher brain functions going again, Roy’s on his feet, warm and smiling all along his front.
“Damn,” Roy says in Hal’s ear. “You are a hot piece of ass.”
Hal laughs and angles Roy’s head fro a quick, deep kiss. “Thanks,” he says when they part. He slides a hand down Roy’s front and skims his fingers over Roy’s waist. “Now, what to do with you?”
“Jordan,” Batman’s voice cuts in over the communicator. “Headquarters doesn’t have any blind spots.”
Hal freezes at the implication, but Roy smirks. “Kinky fucker, aren’t you Bats?”
“This is inappropriate behavior.”
“So’s watching.” Roy steps away from Hal. “We’ll get out of your line of sight, if your delicate sensibilities can’t take it.”
“He’s a bad influence.”
Hal’s not sure who Batman is talking to, and he can’t bring himself to care. “I assume there are no cameras in private quarters?” Silence is the only answer, and Hal shares a look with Roy.
“Might as well give him a show,” Roy says as he pulls Hal into the nearest bedroom.
“Might as well,” Hal agrees and kisses Roy as the door closes behind them.
Author: Perpetual Motion
Pairing: Roy/Hal
Rating: R
Summary: Oh, look, porn.
Disclaimer: Complete lies. I lay claim to absolutely nothing.
Author's Notes/Warnings: This is set after "Tornado's Path" but not in any particular point in recent JLA canon. This is for
dcu_freeforall. Today's prompt is "caught red handed".Busted
By Perpetual Motion
Hal doesn’t mean to grab Roy and pull him into the nearest alcove, but it’s late, and they’ve barely seen each other all week. Hal can’t bring himself to care that they’re in the Hall, not when Roy bites his shoulder and digs his fingers into his ribs.
“Missed you,” Roy whispers so softly Hal knows he’s not supposed to hear it.
“Missed you, too,” Hal returns. He wants Roy to miss him, and he wants Roy to know he’s missed. He kisses Roy hard, hands on Roy’s biceps and let’s out a surprised huff of air when Roy slams him against the wall.
“Missed you a lot,” Roy says into Hal’s mouth, and then he’s on his knees, hands kneading Hal’s thighs. He presses his face into Hal’s crotch and gives a dirty laugh when Hal groans.
“God,” Hal breathes, eyes closed tight. When he opens them, he catches a shadow. “Shit.”
Roy is instantly on alert, jumping to his feet and scanning the area. “What’d you see?”
“We have bedrooms,” Dinah’s voice comes from around the corner. “In case you were wondering.”
Hal, standing directly behind Roy, watches the back of his neck flush pink. He can’t help but chuckle. “So you can blush.”
“Occasionally,” Roy answers and turns around. He presses into Hal and noses under his ear. “Still want that blowjob?”
Hal’s hips cant forward, and he hisses when Roy grabs his ass. “We’ve already gotten caught once.”
“Brings down the chances of it happening again.” Roy cups Hal through his uniform. “Unless you’re chicken.”
It’s a dirty, unfair bit of bait, but Hal takes it anyway. “Think you can be quiet?”
“Guess we’ll find out.” Roy drops to his knees again. “You going to help?”
Hal thinks, and then he’s clothed, save for the area directly surrounding his crotch.
“Kinky,” Roy mutters, and then he licks the head of Hal’s cock. He pauses and looks up at Hal with an appraising wrinkle at his eyebrows. “You didn’t get dressed this morning?”
“I got an early call.”
“Bullshit.” Roy trails his nails over Hal’s scrotum. “I’ve seen you get called out and leave fully dressed at two in the morning.”
Hal groans when Roy licks his cock again. “If I admit to everything, will you get back to work?”
“Sure,” Roy says conversationally.
“Fine. I didn’t bother getting dressed because I knew I’d see you today.”
“Pervert,” Roy grins and takes Hal’s cock into his mouth. He sucks hard and holds on when Hal bucks into his mouth. He gives Hal’s balls and tug and rotates his tongue around Hal’s cock.
“You…” Hal breathes out, and the rest of his sentence is lost when Roy gently twists his sac and rubs his soft palate against the head of Hal’s cock. He presses the nails of his free hand into the soft tissue of Hal’s inner thigh.
“I’m going—” is as far as Hal gets before he’s coming. Roy presses in closer, and Hal feels his knees start to go. Things get hazy for a few seconds and when Hal gets his higher brain functions going again, Roy’s on his feet, warm and smiling all along his front.
“Damn,” Roy says in Hal’s ear. “You are a hot piece of ass.”
Hal laughs and angles Roy’s head fro a quick, deep kiss. “Thanks,” he says when they part. He slides a hand down Roy’s front and skims his fingers over Roy’s waist. “Now, what to do with you?”
“Jordan,” Batman’s voice cuts in over the communicator. “Headquarters doesn’t have any blind spots.”
Hal freezes at the implication, but Roy smirks. “Kinky fucker, aren’t you Bats?”
“This is inappropriate behavior.”
“So’s watching.” Roy steps away from Hal. “We’ll get out of your line of sight, if your delicate sensibilities can’t take it.”
“He’s a bad influence.”
Hal’s not sure who Batman is talking to, and he can’t bring himself to care. “I assume there are no cameras in private quarters?” Silence is the only answer, and Hal shares a look with Roy.
“Might as well give him a show,” Roy says as he pulls Hal into the nearest bedroom.
“Might as well,” Hal agrees and kisses Roy as the door closes behind them.
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