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Paris' Choice, or, Clash of the Superpowers (PG-13, comics ficlet)
I had a request to make, so I wrote this slashy threesome ficlet (DC comics fandom) to go with it. Because I'm like that.
Title: Paris' Choice, or, Clash of the Superpowers
Pairing: Tim/Kon/Bart, of course.
Rating: PG-13 for discussion of sex and implications.
Disclainer: As ever, so not mine.
"Tim, you have to decide." Bart's wake followed his words, ruffling through Tim's hair. "Kon's been arguing with me forever about this."
"Five minutes," Kon amended, rising over the edge of the roof. Tim sighed and packed his thoughts away. "And it's a stupid argument anyway."
"Is not!" Bart waved his arms and grabbed Tim's shoulders; Tim raised an eyebrow. "I mean, Kon's aura feels really nice, like hands all over you, but don't you like the vibration? People like the vibration, they've told me---"
Oh. "You want me to decide which of your powers is more effective in bed?" Tim wondered if he should let himself laugh, as Kon landed behind Bart and they both earnestly nodded. "Well, you've had sex with us both, and you're always working on our powers with us, and---"
"OK. Bart, okay." Bart grinned. Kon rolled his eyes. "But. I haven't exactly compared you two---"
"We can fix that, can't we? You don't have anything to do right now, Kon, do you? I don't. And Tim was just brooding up here. So---" Bart was already tugging Tim towards the door, and Tim really wasn't sure he could keep from laughing, whether he should or not.
"My room," said Kon from behind them, "though you're so losing this one, Bart. I know he likes the aura more."
"He loves the vibration," Bart countered, and as they bickered over his shoulder Tim managed not to laugh, though he did allow himself a smile.
Title: Paris' Choice, or, Clash of the Superpowers
Pairing: Tim/Kon/Bart, of course.
Rating: PG-13 for discussion of sex and implications.
Disclainer: As ever, so not mine.
"Tim, you have to decide." Bart's wake followed his words, ruffling through Tim's hair. "Kon's been arguing with me forever about this."
"Five minutes," Kon amended, rising over the edge of the roof. Tim sighed and packed his thoughts away. "And it's a stupid argument anyway."
"Is not!" Bart waved his arms and grabbed Tim's shoulders; Tim raised an eyebrow. "I mean, Kon's aura feels really nice, like hands all over you, but don't you like the vibration? People like the vibration, they've told me---"
Oh. "You want me to decide which of your powers is more effective in bed?" Tim wondered if he should let himself laugh, as Kon landed behind Bart and they both earnestly nodded. "Well, you've had sex with us both, and you're always working on our powers with us, and---"
"OK. Bart, okay." Bart grinned. Kon rolled his eyes. "But. I haven't exactly compared you two---"
"We can fix that, can't we? You don't have anything to do right now, Kon, do you? I don't. And Tim was just brooding up here. So---" Bart was already tugging Tim towards the door, and Tim really wasn't sure he could keep from laughing, whether he should or not.
"My room," said Kon from behind them, "though you're so losing this one, Bart. I know he likes the aura more."
"He loves the vibration," Bart countered, and as they bickered over his shoulder Tim managed not to laugh, though he did allow himself a smile.
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