09/24/17

Thought of this while going the Famous Masterpiece story.

September 24th: Colors

"It's just going to be messy," Brainy argued, though he was already sitting on the old blanket in just his underwear. Really, how had Clark convinced him to do this?

"That's what showers are for," Clark joined him on the blanket, also naked besides his underwear, which were actually red like on his suit.

"I doubt this is what the inventor had in mind when he drew up the plans for the first shower," Brainy failed not to stare at Clark's underwear.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that but we don't have to if you don't want to do this," said Clark, face and voice honest and open as always.

Brainy sighed, "I agreed to this and I'll see it through, just expect a lot of complaining, especially if that stuff is cold."

Clark chuckled and kissed Brainy's cheek before reaching for the first jar shaking it up a bit. Once satisfied he opened the jar and dipped his fingers inside.

Blue was the first color Clark painted on Brainy's skin, making mindless swirls, dots and lines up Brainy's arm. The paint was warm, possibly heated by Clark's touch but Brainy still shivered when Clark ran red covered fingers down Brainy's neck and to his chest.

As he painted Clark didn't seem to mind dipping messy red fingers into the yellow jar or yellow into blue or contaminating any of the colors with each other, re-slicking his fingers with whatever color ignited his fancy each time he could no longer spread the colors over Brainy's green. Soon enough both of Clark's hands and all his fingers were covered in paint, though not as much as the rest of Brainy was.

Warm, strong hands touched Brainy wherever they pleased. There was paint all over his arms, face, torso and even his inner thighs as Clark sat between his legs. Sensations poured through Brainy that were all at once too much and not enough and he found himself starting to breath hard in an attempt not to make any sound.

"How are you doing?" Clark asked as his finger circled Brainy's navel.

"This is," Brainy swallowed, "A bit much."

"Do you want to stop?" Clark's hands immediately stilled.

"Just give me a moment," said Brainy, actually looking down at himself now.

Blue and red were the most prominent colors, dancing together like bit of flame even when the swirls and dots didn't resemble fire at all. The yellow was scattered throughout, almost like freckles or stars from a distance.

"You painted me your colors," said Brainy.

"You just noticed?"

"I was a bit distracted."

Half turning away a moment, Clark lifted up a yet unopened jar of purple paint, "Would you like to do me next?"

Taking the jar, Brainy barely acknowledged it in his rush to set it to the side.

"Maybe later," Brainy pulled Clark closer, "Right now I want to do you in a different way."

As they kissed and pressed together, Brainy could feel the colors spreading from him onto Clark and he ran his hands down Clark's back to spread them even more.