Young Justice Facts: While cruising Greg Weisman's website, I learned that Kaldur does not live in Poseidonis (the main city of Atlantis) but a minor village. That's why Tula and Garth stated that they had not seen him in months. He still lives underwater in Atlantis but not with his friends.
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Pairing: AqualadxSuperboy
Chapter 10: I love it when you're jealous
You're so beautiful when you're mad
Kaldur did not need to brush his fingers against Garth's arm. Such movements only emphasized the slender, muscular body that held an undeniable beauty and grace contrasting Superboy's own bulky exterior.
Kaldur did not need to sweep Tula's hair from her face. His deep throated laughter had no purpose being heard when the redheaded tart made a shy but witty comment in comparison to Superboy's more brisk and frank expressions.
Kaldur did not need to smile so charmingly at the countless amount of women and men that he saved. Of course it was obvious that they, unlike Superboy, could not defend themselves from the falling debris or ruthless villains. It did not mean they had to be so grateful. Robin should really get started on a 'Look, but don't touch,' manual. Better yet, do not even look. You'll just get tempted.
Kaldur does not need to do any of those things. Kaldur only does so because he can, because he knows such touches are comforting to the public. He knows that doing so helps pacifies Garth's guilt at taking away Kaldur's former romance and reminds Tula that they would always be friends.
Connor Kent, the so-called love of his life, was fully aware of this.
Inwardly, Connor wishes that Kaldur would end his subconscious flirtations, yet he could never bring himself to make a complaint. As long as Kaldur does not know that all these actions make Connor inexcusably, undeniably, jealous; the super clone could still hold his head up high-as oppose to dying of embarrassment if the Atlantean ever found out.
Several days ago, Kaldur invited his friends over to their headquarters for a tour. At first, Connor was terrifyingly nervous, fearful of making a negative impression on them. He had yet to meet them once, though he recalled Aqualad stating that during his first trip to the main city (after a fight that left Kaldur unconscious for days) they saw him and gave them their blessings.
"How can they give us anything? They don't even know me!" Superboy grumbled with a mixture of irritability and relief. He was sprawled across their bed in a position of unknowing seduction. His body was bare from their love-making; he laid on his stomach with the curve of his butt taunting Kaldur to make a move.
Kaldur hummed knowingly as he walked over to the bed from his current location. He had previously been getting dressed for his friends' arrival. Still shirtless, he massaged his lover's cheeks soothingly, enjoying the feel of the soft bottom. Connor moaned when Kaldur began rubbing deep circles into his flesh.
"They were simply being courteous. Tula and Garth mean a lot to me and I appreciate having their support."
Kaldur did not stop his ministrations as he talked. Content with the lost of tension in Connor's muscles, Kaldur's fingers trailed up his spine before he leaned down and kissed the back of his neck. Connor arched at the sensation and pressed up against his boyfriend's firm chest. He turned his head to meet Kaldur's lips.
Kaldur's kissing technique was one of the most established in the world, and Connor wondered enviously about who taught him. Perhaps, it was an Atlantean thing. Kaldur always started off chaste before deepening it. His hands traveled everywhere but never in a frenzy that most movies portrayed. When they finally used tongue, Kaldur took time to lick it and suck on his lips. More often times than not, Connor ended up on his lap with Kaldur's lips following the movement of his hands. As much as he appreciated Kaldur's skill in the bedroom, he was sick and tired of being the less experienced partner.
Soon, Connor was being situated in a more compliant position. Temporarily freeing himself from their makeout session, Connor began questioning (or rather interrogating) his boyfriend.
"So why do they like me?" Superboy managed between the kisses.
Not in the mood for small talk but unable to deny Connor anything, Kaldur replied. "They found your physical appearance aesthetically pleasing."
Despite Kaldur fiercely marking Connor's chest, the clone would not let it go. Stabilizing his thoughts, he proceeded with more questions. "So that's enough for them? It's a bit shallow, don't you think?"
Even his mouth devoted to the worship of Connor's nipples, Kaldur chuckled mirthfully. "Men love with their eyes, women with their hands. Is my love worth less knowing that I find you the most eye-catching creature in all the lands and seas?"
Connor did not answer. In fact, he avoided the question altogether. "How much do they mean to you?"
Kaldur smiled against the lighter boy's skin. "They're my closest friends. I have known them since childhood. In fact, my infatuations were once situated on Tula…"
Connor's agitation rose exponentially. "Really…?"
Kaldur's smile morphed into a smirk, unbeknownst to Connor. "It was a long time ago and we were not together then. My love for you surpasses the passion of a storming sea whereas my affection for her is a tide pool in comparison. Rest assured, Connor, my heart and body belongs solely to you."
Kaldur sweetly pecked Connor's lips before disentangling himself from Connor's embrace. "Garth and Tula will be here soon. We'll continue tonight when they leave."
Connor nodded numbly. When Kaldur stood up, Connor subconsciously lashed out to take a hold of Kaldur's arms. Reminiscing on Robin's expressions when he wanted Wally's total obedience, Connor transformed his apprehensive featyres into that of a wanton courtesan. He spread his legs a little wider, and after weeks of lessons on self-control, was able to fight down his raging blush to a light, desperate flush.
"But you said that your friends were coming, and it would be disgraceful for me if it seems I can't satisfy you. You can't leave me here and promise not to touch me for hours. Besides, weren't you the one who told me that there was always time for a quickie?"
Kaldur's eyes darkened. "Now, you are simply punishing me."
He was already moving towards the bed.
Days ago Connor would have been humiliated at the thought of performing such a cheap ruse. However, all's fair in love and war. If Connor was going out there to meet his friends, watching Kaldur hug them and stroke them like they were eager kittens, he was going out prepared.
Tula and Garth were greeted warmly upon their arrival. It was not Garth's first time on the surface world (though what counted as his first time could hardly be considered such) but it was Tula's. His girlfriend watched with wide eyes and eager ears as Kaldur's teammates explain to her how to work their dry land mechanisms. She got along splendidly with the one known as M'gann, or Megan, much to the chagrin of the green one's lover. After a brief 'she's taken, back off' warning glower from the blonde archer, Artemis resided most of the time watching over Garth.
He conversed freely with the legendary Batman's protégé, who had an arm wrapped around him like a protective shield. The younger boy was brilliant beyond his years, and a true dominatrix, only with a sweeter pretense. Spoiled as he was lovely, he openly commanded his boyfriend around the kitchens to fetch snacks and deserts for their guests. The red headed speedster was deliberately trained for it and received a kiss for each one of his efforts. Garth saw plays of slaves depicting more freedom than what Kid Flash had. Though the youngest member, it was obvious who was the most formidable foe.
Kaldur and his lover, the newly living Superboy, had yet to arrive. It was odd for Kaldur's behavior to be so disrespectful when receiving guests, but judging from his brief glimpse of the clone, he could only envision the various reasons why Kaldur was so late. Miss Martian handed him some tea for his patience.
After thanking her for the kind service, she paused mystically, as if she were having a deep, uninterruptable thought. Moments later, she returned to reality and informed her guests that Kaldur and Conner would be out in ten minutes.
"They are still…indecent," Megan informed them with a heavy blushed. Garth nodded carelessly, not appearing at all surprise. He and Tula shared a mischievous look. As they chatted further, the two Atlanteans grew exceptionally comfortable. For a split moment, Garth was a bit envious of the life Kaldur led. It was filled with such fine company and vast adventure that Garth may never experience himself.
"Do you think Superboy knows what happened between us?" Tula asked nervously. She fiddled with her clothing with minimum anxiety.
Garth frowned, "Kaldur has no reason to exclaim such facts randomly."
"There is no reason for crude entertainment that consists of idiots hurting one another so that they may laugh, and yet the men of the surface have made vast fortunes from it."
Garth sighed, "Let's simply not bring it up. If he did not, we would have worried for nothing."
"And if he did?"
"Then we are both in trouble."
Ten minutes later, Kaldur arrived. He greeted his Atlantean guests fondly, embracing Tula and Garth with a powerful hug, startling both of them until their eyes landed upon the steaming Kryptonian. It seemed that Kaldur had not changed too much.
He was healthier than when he last appeared, broken and battered from a dangerous battle. They had only spoken briefly when he recovered, as he was eager to spend his time with his lover after being away for so long.
"It is wonderful to see you again! I apologize for not greeting you upon your entrance. I was a bit…preoccupied."
"With me," Superboy butted in bluntly. "In our bed."
Everyone froze. Except, of course, Robin. Robin, who was trained to have nerves of steel, kindly covered his mouth to stifle his giggles.
Wally scratched the back of his head in a TMI sort of manner. "Uh...Good to know Supes but-"
"And our doorway."
Garth raised an eyebrow, ignoring the obvious resentment surrounding the young man. "Anywhere else?"
"The hallway," he replied with all seriousness.
Tula looked a bit intimidated, and she had every right to be. Superboy had been sending messages of hate towards her since the moment he walked into the room. Kaldur must have told him. "It is no worry. We were treated with the utmost graciousness from your teammates. You must feel very fortunate to be surrounded by such upstanding individuals."
"I do, indeed," Kaldur replied as the team grinned.
"Of course, he likes some of us more than others," Robin piped up impishly as he threw a glance at Superboy. It was traded in for a half-hearted glare. "I don't get treated half as special as Superboy."
"It can't help, Robin," Artemis teased. "Some of us don't have the aptitude to follow all of Kaldur's orders. Well, not during training at least."
"I'm so grateful for that!" Wally exaggerated, "I don't think I can handle all those bruises on my flawless skin!"
"Shut up!" Superboy grinded out. He knew where the jokes were coming from. But just because he wanted them to get notice, did not mean he was willing to take any crap from his teammates.
Garth stared at Superboy appraisingly. From sizes small to large, red love-bites covered his neck and were visible through his flimsy shirt. All the pictures and images of the boy had him adorning a black T-shirt with a Superman logo and cargoes. Today, he was wearing a white t-shirt, thin with the bright marks visible through the cloth.
Garth turned to Superboy, currently unfazed. "You must be Superboy, it is an honor to meet Kaldur's beloved. I must say, you are far more stunning up close than when I first laid eyes upon you from a distance."
Taken back by the compliment, Superboy blushed. "Thanks."
Tula agreed cheerfully, "You are quite the beauty. I was really disappointed when we were not able to meet. Kaldur constantly writes about you and you're all they could talk about at the academy."
"I am?" Connor turned to Kaldur who shrugged. "Why?"
"'The Celebrated Clone Falls for the King's Apprentice' makes for an enticing headline, does it not? There was already talk of Kaldur acquiring a surface lover undersea, but it was not confirmed until you arrived in Poseidonis to check up on Kaldur."
"And how did they know who he was?" Kaldur asked suspiciously.
Garth smiled sheepishly and placed a caring arm around Tula, "You must forgive us. We were so pleased to be removed from the gossip mill that we eager to announce Kaldur's newfound love. Though, I regretfully inform you that the news was ill received."
Tula laughed mirthfully, "Young men and women still weep over your engaged status. I dare say your admirers' cries were even louder than Garth's aficionados. It is fortunate that only the foolish would challenge Superboy and I, or we would be facing incomprehensible torture."
She smiled at Conner, who could not help but return the gesture with a small smile of his own. She was incredibly sweet, and reminded him of his friends by how she joked so freely. He recalled her statements and turned to the Atlanteans acutely. "You two are together?"
From behind his girlfriend's back, Garth shot a glare towards Kaldur. "I suppose he did not inform you."
"No, he did not."
"Busted," Robin whispered.
Kaldur remained undaunted. "I was not aware that it made any difference. I invited two of my adored friends over for company, and to meet Superboy personally, as was requested. I had planned this evening to be a time for acquainting themselves with the man I want to spend my life with, not discussing former infatuations."
"Saved," Wally countered.
One of Kaldur's greatest traits as a team leader was that he was one smooth talking son of a bitch, Wally confirmed wryly. Three sets of eyes were glaring at him, but instead of allowing them to burn holes through his body, he sat down.
"So, let us dismiss these negative emotions and allow me to formally introduce you to Superboy."
"You can call me Connor," The Kryptonian interrupted.
Sighing exasperatedly, the two sat down.
"Going to the surface world made you cruel," Garth remarked with mock bitterness.
"I am merely protecting my own reputation, which you have knowingly caused to suffer."
"Your reputation did not need my help being sullied. If they knew half the things you did when we were still schoolmates…"
"Then Tula would once again be a single woman, would she not? May I remind you, Garth, who was involved in half of those acts?"
"Is that a threat against my virtuous image, most noble Kaldur?"
"You need virtue in order for it to be a threat, most honorable Garth."
"Oh, I suppose you have it in abundance. After all, what happens in Madame Marina's House stays in Madame Marina's House."
"I do not claim to be innocent, but I do not recall this house you speak so surely of. But pardon me, my friend, you would know best of all. Have you been there lately?"
"You wound me, Kaldur. I, too, have never been present in that filthy establishment. No decent man would."
"Nor a taken one."
They smiled roguishly at each, sharing a rather illicit secret that would forever be unknown. Tula rolled her eyes at the scene. "They get like this sometimes," she warned Superboy. "It's an Atlantean alpha male thing. They're the reason why I can't stand to be in the same room, sometimes."
"I totally understand," Wally quipped.
Robin raised an eyebrow. "How so?"
"You do the same thing with Connor when you make me your lapdog and then advise him on how to control Kaldur."
"You know about that?" Robin asked, shocked.
"Yep."
"You still listen to everything I say anyways?"
"Yep."
"I am so in love with you," Robin told him with a kiss.
Artemis laughed, and Megan followed. Connor appeared to be the only one left in the dark. What the hell was Madame Marina's House? He pushed the thought further back into his mind, and focused on the situation at hand. Though his suspicions of Tula were unfounded, he found himself peeking covetous glances whenever Kaldur made a move towards either of the two.
Hours later, Connor found himself smiling at all the new information given. He learned that Kaldur and Garth were originally both requested to be Aquaman's apprentices but Kaldur took the position instead. Garth remained in Atlantis, and eventually won the affections of Tula. It worried Connor to learn that in another world, Garth would have been Aqualad, and Kaldur would have been Tula's.
"Can we talk?" Connor whispered to Kaldur.
He nodded and excused himself from his friends, as the team watched on with the same thought in mind.
Could they not hold it for a couple of hours?
At first, seeking a safe closet devoid of any cameras was hard, especially when the headquarters was personally equipped by Batman. Fortunately, Kaldur and Connor easily found the closest one, having christened all of them. Kaldur forced Connor against the wall, and slowly kissing Connor's lips before opening the door and devouring his mouth.
Connor pushed him away roughly.
Kaldur sighed, "Do we really have to do this every single time?"
"Do what?"
"The whole 'play hard to get before I get into your-'on second thought, what do you want to talk about?"
"What was that all about?"
"What?"
Superboy crossed his arms, "What was that all about? You and I both know there was a bigger reason for not telling me that Garth and Tula were together. And what is this Madame Marina's House?"
"It's an enterprise that hires attractive professionals for the entertainment of old men that occasionally attracts the attentions of foolish schoolboys. I have only been there once and it was an accident when it happened."
"Kaldur!"
"Okay, maybe it wasn't an accident, and I have been there a few times."
"Kaldur," Connor reprimanded him. That was not the point.
Kaldur grinned awkwardly. "Kiss and forgiveness first."
"What if I don't want to forgive you?"
"We would not be in a relationship for so long if you could not forgive me."
True, Connor noted. Resignedly, he leaned forward and prepared for ten minutes of lip-locking.
Once their brief tryst in the closet was over, Kaldur announced his true motivation for such manipulations. Superboy already suspected it, and performing such an honest deed would only strengthen his image of a wholesome, honest boyfriend.
"I love it when you're jealous," Kaldur revealed.
Connor glared, obviously breathless but well satisfied.
"There are many times I wish to rip off the arms of any villain who touches you or blind those who cast their eyes appreciatively towards your figure. These are merely darkness in my heart. You covetous anger only accentuates your love for me."
"I don't like being played," Conner told him tersely.
"It won't happen again," Kaldur promised.
Kaldur meant it. Connor could not stay angry at him for long. Besides, there were other methods of retribution that were far more effective for Kaldur. It was time to put his newfound education from Robin to use.
"It's a bit weird meeting Garth," Connor remarked casually as his hands buttoned up his cargoes.
Kaldur raised an eyebrow. "How so?"
Connor shrugged, keeping his movements as nonchalant as possible. "Well, it's obvious, isn't it?"
Kaldur said nothing, growing more suspicious by the second.
"You and Garth were both selected to be Aquaman's apprentices. Only, he said no. If Garth had said yes and you stayed in Atlantis to study, then Garth would be Aqualad and…"
"We would have never met…"
Superboy nodded, "Or we would still meet, but Garth would be taking your place. Everything you have now would be his to take and use completely."
"Like what?" Kaldur gritted out. Connor did not say anything outright, but the implication was obvious. Details were his weakness, Robin once taught him. Let Kaldur draw the picture for himself. It was bound to be worst than what Connor was imagining. Connor smirked.
"Well, the most obvious dilemma is that he would end up as the team leader and have the entire team following his orders. It's good that you think so highly of him. I wouldn't want to listen to just anybody's orders. I don't mind pleasing you but it would be difficult to pleasure him the same way. Of course, no one can say that for sure. It's not such a horrible idea, though. No one would say that Garth is ugly and if his technique is anything like yours…"
Kaldur glared, though this time, such intensity was directed towards Garth. Immediately after Superboy's words, images of erotica flew through his mind as his pulse quickened in rage. Connor bit back a grin.
"Let's go back out; your friends are probably wondering where we are."
Before Connor could open the door, Kaldur stopped him.
"Let's call it a night. It's time for Tula and Garth to go. Especially Garth, he has no business being here any longer."
"But we were just getting to know each other."
"You know each other well enough. Go. To. Bed."
In any other case, being told what to do would have pissed him off. In this case, it was a huge turn on.
"I'll wait for you when you're done," Connor reminded Kaldur. He brushed his lips against Kaldur's and delicately placed his palm on Kaldur's crotch.
"Make it quick."
Kaldur nodded at his growing vixen and left in a huff, preparing to tell Garth and Tula to get the hell out of the headquarters and far, far away from Superboy. Maybe Kaldur had something going on with the jealously thing. Watching Kaldur rush out in such fury was plain hot.
The cycle goes like this: Superboy gets relationship advice for Kaldur from mastermind Robin who learns it from Batman who uses it on Superman. Where did Batman learn it? The world will never know.
Okay, I notice that more than any other computer related activity, fanfiction authors tend to have a lot more computer crises. Since I started writing fanfiction (which was 5th grade and crappy), I have encountered ten computer viruses and five laptop viruses, lost three flash drives, and had two computers malfunction. Then I remember all the authors in the past who have complained about the same thing. Recently, I lost my flash drive containing all my stories so I had to change the poem and chapters because I couldn't remember how it went. Am I the only one who notices this?