HAPPY BALENTINE'S DAY!
Hope you guys like this chapter!
CAUTION: SMUT AHEAD.
It's not really full blown smut...but it's the best I could do. I don't really think it fits into either one of the options I gave you guys but those will eventually come your way, I PROMISE!
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"Are you almost done?" the redhead asks as he walks around the room he's practically memorizes.
"Almost." Jaime sighs, his eyes darting from his text book to his note book.
"How soon is almost?"
"I just have my AP Human Geography essay to finish."
"That's going to take forever!" Bart whines.
"I'm sorry, Bart. But I have a load of homework today."
"I'm bored." Bart mumbles, crawling onto the bed until Jaime's positioned between his legs.
" What are you doing?" Jaime asks before leaning back to rest his head on Bart's chest.
"I can help."
"Doubt it." Jaime chuckles and waits for his lap top to boot.
"What is your topic on?"
"The Green Revolution."
"The what?"
"Don't worry about it, Bart. I'll finish soon."
"Or, you could just...not do it." Bart smiles and lets his hands kneed his spouse's tense shoulders.
Jaime moans softly and falls onto Bart with a content sigh.
"Keep talking." Jaime pleads and gasps when Bart rubs between his shoulder blades; right below the scarab.
"We could just...lay here." Bart mumbles, his fingers digging and rubbing along to his voice.
"And?"
"Kiss...cuddle..."
"Hm...you're so good." Jaime sighs with a smile.
"How about it?" Bart asks, his lips brushing against Jaime's ear slightly.
"This essay is worth half my grade."
"It'll be worth it; you can do it tomorrow morning."
"I shouldn't."
"You know you want to."
"Keep rubbing."
Bart complies and moves his hands so that his fingers brush over the bump between Jaime's shoulders.
"Right here?"
"Dios mio..."
"What was that?"
"Just keep going."
"Will you stop?"
Jaime only shuts his computer and places it on his bedside table as an answer.
"You're evil."
"You love me." Bart mumbles before starting to pepper Jaime's temple with kisses.
"Damn straight." Jaime chuckles.
"So do I."
Jaime doesn't respond, instead he turns around and plants a sloppy kiss on the speedster's lips.
Bart can only smile in return.
He knows Jaime's soft spots; his neck, his chest, and best of all...his scarab.
That being said, the redhead allows his fingers to pet the blue bug gently at some points, and roughly at others.
"God...you play dirty." Jaime mumbles, already panting.
"Hm..." Bart mumbles, lips pressed against the ebony's neck.
"I can play that game." Jaime smirks and reaches down to graze his speedster's thigh.
He doesn't miss the small gasp and smiles wider when Bart lets out a whimper as soon as he finger tighten around the soft limb.
"You're cheating!" Bart squeaks out.
"Am not." Jaime grins and returns his attention to the pink lips in front of him.
"Jaime..." Bart whines softly and tugs on the grey hoodie that hides Blue's perfectly tanned body.
"Alright." Jaime chuckles in return before sitting up and peeling away the sweatshirt along with his Tee, leaving him in only a black muscle shirt.
"God." Bart sighs before dropping his hands on the toned body above him.
"Like what you see, Angel?" Jaime teases as fingers caress the outlines on his stomach.
"Definitely." Bart chuckles.
"Good."
Their teasing and undressing continues until finally Bart trapped under Jaime in only a pair of sweat pants. Jaime hovers over him shirtless as well, with messy hair and a wicked smirk.
"You're really stepping into unmarked territory, Bart." Jaime mumbles, his lips already attached to the redhead's neck.
"I don't care; I want this." Bart whimpers.
"You're sure?"
"positive."
"...I love you." Jaime sighs against the soft skin before trailing down to Bart's chest and pecking at the pink and white scars.
"Stop..." Bart whimpers, his hand pulling gently at Jaime's black hair.
"Nope."
"Jaime."
"You're beautiful just the way you are Bart. Scars, flaws, and all." Jaime states as he pecks a scar that rests just above Bart's navel.
"Jaime..." Bart sighs and looks down to find his boyfriend pecking and nipping his stomach gently.
He hadn't ever really been into the exercise part of the hero gig like Jaime, thus explaining why his tummy was flat. It was comforting though to find that Jaime seemed to love that Bart was more lanky and slim that built and buff.
"You're so soft." Jaime purrs with a smile.
" You're so..." Bart doesn't finish his sentence due to the rough kiss he's given a that moment.
"You know that once we start, there's no turning back."
"I know."
"...you're ready?"
"I have been for a while."
"Bart...seriously?"
"Yes! How many times do I have to say it, Jaime Reyes? I want you to take my virginity; now!"
"Did you have to say it like that?" Jaime pouts and receives a gentle punch to the shoulder.
"Shut up."
"I'd be honored to be your first, Bart." Jaime sighs and pecks Bart gently before shifting their position so that their under the blankets.
"Good."
"I love you."
"Same here, Retro kid."
"So not the time." Jaime chuckles.
Those words are the last spoken for a while.
The sound of pants and moans fill the empty house as they both desperately claw at the other's clothes.
"Did you have to wear these today?" Bart mumbles as he struggles to un-do the sticky zipper on Jaime's jeans.
"You love them." Jaime chuckles as he reaches down to help his fumbling boyfriend.
"Any other day, sure." Bart grumbles.
"You're perfect." Jaime whispers, almost as if to himself as he peppers Bart's body with kisses.
"You're not so bad yourself." Bart pants out teasingly, whimpering when he receives a nip to the stomach as punishment.
Jaime Reyes, the Impulse's physical build suggests that his weak spots are located at the thighs, stomach, and pelvis.
Jaime refuses to stiffen at the voice in his head. Instead, he gently pushes the waistband of Bart's briefs down slightly to run his lips over the soft and unscarred skin.
"Jaime!" Bart gasps, his fingers clenching into firsts to grip the bed sheets tightly.
"Hm...you were right." Jaime whispers to the scarab softly.
The impulse's heart rate is dangerously high.
As if on cue, Bart gasps and moans before arching until his head slides against the mattress under him.
"Jaime...please."
Said Mexican kisses and sucks his way back up to deliver attention to Bart's pink lips.
"You sure about this?" Jaime asks, his fingers pulling at the elastic band on Bart's briefs.
"I wouldn't be practically naked under you if I wasn't." Bart mumbles, still out of breathe.
"Good point." Jaime chuckles.
It doesn't take much for Jaime to slip both his and Bart's briefs off, and when their obvious erections brush, Jaime has to hold back a moan. Bart however, doesn't care. The red head arches and moans loudly, causing more friction.
"You know you're fifteen." Jaime whispers at one point, trying to avert his boyfriend's gaze from the small bottle of lube in his hands.
"And you're seventeen. I don't care. I'm ready."
"How can you be so sure?"
"I just am, Jaime." Bart whispers before gasping as soon as Jaime's cold fingers touch his entrance.
"I love you." Jaime distracts Bart enough to stretch the redhead a considerable amount.
"You're holding back." Bart mumbles when Jaime pulls out with a nervous sigh.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"You're going to either way Jaime."
"...don't say that." Jaime sighs and pecks Bart.
It's shortly after that the Reyes household is filled with moans and gasps.
Jaime's guided by the scarab every now and again. And every time Jaime takes its advice, he receives a moan or a gasp from Bart.
"Jaime!" Bart grips the ebony's biceps tightly as he arches every time...and Jaime finds himself losing control with every little whimper.
"I...I'm..." Jaime doesn't get the chance to finish his sentence, because with one last shaky thrust he feels himself give into bliss.
"Jaime!" Bart moans.
... ...
Afterwards they lay cuddled under the sheets, basking in their afterglow.
Bart's burrowed into Jaime's chest, his lips still puckering against the smooth skin gently.
"We should shower." Jaime whispers hoarsely.
"Carry me?"
"hm...you're lucky you're cute."
Bart chuckles tiredly and sighs contently when he's carried to the bathroom across the hall.
Their shower is filled with lazy kisses and soft touches, nothing too steamy and they manage to crawl back into bed within half an hour.
"Come here." Jaime chuckles as he pulls the younger boy into his arms.
"Mm...you're warm." Bart allows himself to be pulls back until his back is bolded perfectly to Jaime's every curve.
"Am I?" Jaime asks, his nose coming to rest in Bart's damp hair.
"What are you doing?"
"You smell like me." Jaime whispers.
"I smell like Axe body wash."
"My Axe body wash."
Jaime Reyes, I believe now is the time to tell the Impulse of your predicament.
"You're so weird, Jaime." Bart chuckles.
The older hero sighs and pecks Bart's temple before shaking his head.
Now definitely wasn't the time to tell Bart. Now that they were cuddled up, after sex...no. Jaime was not about to ruin the moment by telling Bart that he'd been accepted to a college half way around the world.
"You okay?" Bart asks, turning slightly so that his green eyes meet Jaime's brown ones.
"I'm perfect, Angel."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
So...the end result is that Bart and Jaime will be having two boys.
Should they have
1) Fraternal Twins
2) Identical twins
3) boys with a two year age difference.
Should their names be:
1) Riley and Ignacio
2) Juan Pablo (JP) and Brendan
3) Angel (do you get it?) and Logan
4) David and Michael
5) Juan and Blake
6) Brice and Carlos
7) OTHER