Title: & Bunny – finale
Author/Artist: Cheza-chan
Pairing/Characters: Kaburagi Kotetsu / Barnaby Brooks Jr.
Rating: R (M for Mature)
Genre: Alternate Timeline; science-fiction; superheroes.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, and I definitely don't own the sponsors that they wear.
Summary/Notes: Taking Ben's advice, Kotetsu decides to separate himself from Hero TV and the Heroes of Sternbild.
"Did you go behind my back—"
"Kaede did," Kotetsu rushed out, failing in his attempt to look innocent. He sighed, hanging his head. "I was aware of the conversation that took place between her and Radboud, yes, but she did take matters into her own hands. How... did you find out?" He peeked out from beneath his dark bangs at the blond glowering at him.
"I had to find out from Saito," Barnaby ground out between clenched teeth. "Unfortunately, he won't tell me what they discussed." He shook away his anger, lifting a hand to massage his temple. "I will assume you're regressing into your second childhood since your behavior these past few weeks has been downright childish"
"And you've gone back to being harsh," Kotetsu mumbled, turning his chair away so he stared at their office door. "I know you don't like them, so to avoid... this, I try not to involve you."
"I might not like them—" Barnaby placed a hand to Kotetsu's shoulder, turning him around; Kotetsu refused to look at him. "—but you seem to have faith in them. I love you and I trust you, Kotetsu. Don't ever exclude me from your life, especially when it's our life now. It upsets me when you do." Curling his fingers around Kotetsu's chin, Barnaby lifted the dark head, gracing the older man with a gentle smile. Luckily for them, their former office roommate had gotten her own space, so they could afford to be the married couple that they are.
"I'll take arguing about my Mr. Legend collection over this any day," Kotetsu sighed. He recoiled at the sharp and deadly glare thrown his way, very quickly remembering that the incident was never supposed to be mentioned, ever again. "Sorry," he whispered, leaning in to finalize his apology with a kiss.
Barnaby slipped a hand around the back of his neck, keeping his lover from pulling away too soon. Despite the brazenness of Kotetsu's delivery the other day, Barnaby also felt they no longer engaged in intercourse as often as they did before. But that doesn't mean do it at work, an inner voice reminded him. He listened, drawing his hand away from Kotetsu's thigh. Barnaby loosened his hold, putting a few more inches distance between them. He licked his lips, smirking at the flush of Kotetsu's skin and his kiss-swollen lips. "We'll finish this when we get home, okay?" Barnaby ran his fingers across the back of Kotetsu's nape as he pulled his hand away.
Kotetsu knew he whimpered—he wouldn't deny it. "I'm holding you to that promise, Bunny."
Barnaby chuckled, turning back to his own computer. There was no way Kotetsu would be able to finish working. Laying his head flat atop his desk, he spent most of his time staring at the blond's profile.
X X X
The door was barely closed properly before Kaede was already texting to Radboud: I hope you kept your promise!
/Of course I did, but I'm also good at guessing.
I'm going to go with… he said yes./
"Yes!" Kaede squealed, jumping excitedly. Another mail came in, even though she hadn't replied.
/Whenever you're ready, mijn Kaede./
The teen's fingers flew across her phone excitedly as she put together another mail: If you have a blueprint, can I see it? I'd like to show it to Tony and Emma, if it's not too much trouble. The new mail from Radboud contained only image files. Kaede laughed, hugging her phone to her chest, and hurried upstairs.
Yuri tried to keep his distance from the young Kaburagi ever since she gained access to the sections of Apollon Media meant only for Heroes. Which meant he stayed hidden in his office when he wasn't in court; not that much different from before. He was on his way out, to court, to oversee another case, when it happened.
Yuri rounded the corner of the hall where his office was located, never expecting to get bulldozed by Rock Bison. He sat up, a hand to his head, shaking away his disorientation. The judge reached for his suitcase with his free hand. Another reached for it at the same time, but the delicate hand froze inches away. Yuri followed the arm back to its owner and his olive eyes darkened, narrowing.
Kaede stared at her trembling hand, unaware that her brown eyes were ablaze with a wavering, electric blue. "Judge… Yuri…?" After managing to tame lightning, she still waited half a year before letting Nathan hug her; he almost squeezed her soul out. Kaede knew what fire felt like; this feeling was much greater—stronger. She snapped her fingers and fell back onto her bottom after attempting to jump away from the blue-green flames that engulfed her entire hand. "Why…?!"
"Please put that out, Ms. Kaede," Yuri told her, trying to be the calm voice to her slight panicking.
Kaede tore her eyes from her hand to gape at the man kneeling before her. "How?" she whimpered.
"The same way you do with Fire Emblem's," Yuri sighed, refraining from pinching the bridge of his nose.
Kaede exhaled deeply, telling herself that if she didn't fix this problem, she would never arrive at her original destination. Soon enough, the enthralling blue flame diminished, as did the glow in her eyes. With a grin, Kaede picked up the briefcase and pushed it against Yuri's chest. "I wish I could practice with this, but I'm afraid it's an ability that's out of my league."
Yuri reached out to her when she stood. "Ms. Kaede—"
"Ah!" Kaede waved her hand with a laugh. "Your secret's safe with me—promise. Heed this warning, though…"
Yuri's eyes widened with mild curiosity.
"If and when we meet on the battlefield, our perceptions of justice clashing, I won't go easy on you." Kaede lifted her index finger to her lips in a shushing motion and winked. With a giggle, the teenager dashed off.
Yuri waited a few moments before rising to his feet, taking his briefcase by the handle so it dangled at his side. He smirked, shaking his head, and started moving forward so he could get to the court in a timely manner.
Kaede threw open the door to her father's office, ignoring the men's bewildered stares. "Dad, can I borrow the car, please? Please, please." Kaede resorted to the 'puppy eyes'.
"I'm gonna assume you're going to see Tony," Kotetsu guessed.
"And Emma," Kaede added with a chirp, not realizing her father's suggestion had been more on the see = dating side. Barnaby smiled to himself.
"Just be careful," Kotetsu muttered, holding out his keys.
Kaede clasped his hands when she took them, relaxing after the familiar feeling of the Hundred Power flooded through her. She leaned down, placing a kiss to her father's cheek in thanks. Not wanting Barnaby to feel left out, she did the same for him, adding a tousle to his hair, knowing it would get a rise out of him. Laughing, she danced away from his swatting hand, skipping out of the office.
Kotetsu perked up after the door closed and spun in his chair, scooting closer to the office's other occupant. "Emma," he breathed. "If it's not Tony, it's Emma—"
"Stop trying to marry off your daughter, Kotetsu," Barnaby sighed.
Kotetsu muttered softly beneath his breath, rolling back to his desk to lay his head down.
X X X
Kaede was still buzzing with excitement at the knowledge that she was one step closer to become a full-fledged Hero. Lying in bed on her back, arms held high, she stared at her prototype suit, unable to wipe the grin off her face. Tony and Emma had eagerly offered their opinions and even some minor changes that she catalogued to discuss with Radboud, but they were just as excited; Tony almost pouted out of jealousy.
Finally, when sleep began catching up to her, Kaede set her phone onto her nightstand. She pulled her covers up to her waist and turned onto her side, falling asleep with a wide smile on her face.
Kaede would always remember her father and his brave sacrifice.
After learning that she would be spending time with Radboud, and possibly the android, Barnaby was already lacing up his boots to go with her. Kotetsu stepped in, using a phrase Barnaby had used on him before, "Kaede's old enough to make her own decisions." He also felt this statement was true. She would always be his little girl, but she was now a young adult. Kaede returned her father's warm smile.
Barnaby looked between them and shook his head disapprovingly. "Nonsense. Kaede, I'm coming with you."
Kotetsu waved his hands excitedly. "Bunny! I'm thinking of… relocating my Mr. Legend collection!"
Barnaby's gaze snapped from the teenager to his partner, green eyes murderous. "What. did. you. say?"
Kaede curled her fingers around the keys on the table, quickly backing out of the kitchen as Barnaby plotted her father's demise. 'Thank you, Dad!'
Kaede drove to the Silver Stage, locating the address she'd been given. Parking the car, she jumped out and stared up at the apartment building. "Top floor," she mumbled aloud. With a grin, the teen headed inside and straight for the stairs. She enjoyed taking them, as they served as another form of exercise, but her current residence only contained an elevator. The top floor contained only one door, so she headed for it, hoping she had the right location. It opened as she neared and Kaede froze, knowing she would be able to defend herself with her Hundred Power. Her eyes narrowed at the silhouette darkening the doorway, but then widened when the figure stepped out into the light.
"Evelyn," Kaede laughed, hurrying forward. She threw her arms around the woman, giggling at the familiar feeling after her body acquired the new abilities.
Evelyn voiced the only thought that crossed her mind, "We hardly spent any time together, so how did you grow so attached to me? Hmm?" With a smile, she lifted a hand, threading her fingers through the teen's lengthy ponytail.
"Maybe it's because… even though you never left my side back then, you never babied me. Also, you never lied to me, and always believed in me. I don't know," Kaede laughed, holding the redhead tighter.
"It's a Kaburagi trait," a new and male voice stated.
Kaede lifted her head to stare over Evelyn's shoulder. Radboud stood inside the apartment, his shades off, allowing her to finally get a good view. Kaede knew he had to be younger than Barnaby, but she could see wisdom and a life's struggle on his face. Along with the well-trimmed beard, he looked older. Evelyn guided the teen inside so she could close the door.
Kaede held out a hand to Radboud, but curled her fingers into a fist at the last minute. "Sometimes… I wonder if I'll burn out if I keep changing abilities so often," she mumbled, pulling the same hand close against her chest. "I only use a handful of them, but…" She had already encountered half a dozen in just a few days.
"Understandable." Radboud tucked his hands into the pocket of his pants. "Evelyn will take your measurements for me then bring you to my workshop." Kaede's spirits brightened and she nodded with a grin.
The measuring took more time than necessary as the girls had to catch up on years passed. Eventually, Evelyn walked Kaede past the open bedroom and to the open door of Radboud's workshop. The copper-haired man grinned at her, but Kaede's attention was drawn to the ruby-eyed brunet that also met her gaze. Ebitsu sat up straight, placing aside his handheld game.
Kaede knew who they all were—siblings and android alike—because her father had thought it was best to inform her since they were part of their life again. Despite the fact that they almost destroyed her family and all of Sternbild's Heroes, she couldn't find it in her to carry ill will towards them. Kaede made her way to the android, lifting a hand when he smiled at her. She poked him gently in the cheek. It felt real. "Why do you keep modeling him after my dad?" she questioned, placing the palm of her hand flat against Ebitsu's forehead. There was no shift within that told her she'd acquired another NEXT's abilities.
"Because your father is a great role model?" Radboud tried, not sure of the answer himself. "The first one was a prototype with a purpose. He was meant to… replace… Kotetsu Kaburagi."
Kaede drew her hand away. Ebitsu didn't remember her, but the flash of emotion in her eyes made him slide from his perch and down onto his knees. He bowed deeply, forehead almost touching the floor. "I'm truly sorry for what my former self did."
Kaede's lips pressed into a thin line of worry, but she released them and smiled. "You're forgiven." Ebitsu lifted his head, relaxing at the sight of her grin. He stood, brushing off the knees of his trousers, and returned to his former chair. Kaede looked to Radboud and clenched her hand into a fist. "Ready," she chirped.
Work was put on hold after a few hours so everyone could watch the live HeroTV broadcast. Wild Tiger and Barnaby—and maybe Sky High and Blue Rose—would always be Kaede's favorites; she liked all of the sponsored Heroes and couldn't wait for the day when she would be able to stand alongside them.
x
A promise had been made that she return before the sun set, which it was currently threatening to do. Radboud told her he had everything he needed and would contact her when it was ready to be tested. "Bring… a special fire, if you can get it."
Kaede's eyes widened, but a laugh escaped her as she lifted her shoulders in a hapless shrug. "Of course you saw that. Stop being a stalker, okay?"
"I tell him that all the time," Evelyn sighed, shaking her head.
Smiling almost shyly, Kaede made her way towards the older man, but once again hesitated after getting close enough. Eyes narrowed in determination, she threw her arms around him. "Thanks," she whispered, the praise going back several years.
Radboud smirked, lifting a hand to pat her head. "No problem, mijn Kaede."
Kaede separated herself with a grin. She waved to Ebitsu, gave Evelyn another hug—she'd gotten one before her brother—and saw herself out.
Radboud huffed out a soft laugh, "That Kaburagi charm is dangerous." Evelyn giggled, nodding in agreement.
X X X
Kotetsu was a bit more discreet in looking for his daughter than Barnaby—the younger Hero searched every room. Barnaby was on his way to the roof when he was stopped by a sheet of paper being held in front of his face. His eyes narrowed as he read the message scrawled across it in a neat print.
You weren't home, so I dropped off some food and headed out again.
Nathan invited Karina, Pao-Lin, and I to a sleepover. Girls' night out!
I give you permission to do whatever your hearts desire tonight!
Also, call him if you wish to verify it, Barnaby.
~ Kaede
Barnaby relaxed, but only minutely so, releasing his pent-up breath. He wouldn't call. He arched a skeptical eyebrow at the brunet that re-read the note for a second time. "How are you so calm?"
Kotetsu blinked owlishly at Barnaby after lowering the sheet of paper. He cocked his head to one side with a grin, a sheepish laugh escaping him. "I thought about her for most of today and realized that I watched my baby girl grow up, just like I wanted. She's... She can take care of herself now."
Barnaby massaged the bridge of his nose, his glasses getting pushed up from the action. "So now I've taken over the task of worrying about her."
Kotetsu set the note onto the small table beside the suite's original lounge chair. "I think it's cute," he admitted, a hint of laughter in his voice. "But you seem… tense. I can take care of that problem for you, if you want."
Barnaby lowered his hand long enough to study Kotetsu. Gone was the goofy, reckless man, replaced with someone that had only one thing on his mind at the moment. He shot his partner a half-smirk. "I broke my promise," was in reference to the previous day and the necking that had taken place in their office. Nothing came of it that night.
"You broke your promise," Kotetsu repeated, lifting a hand and deftly loosening his tie.
Barnaby had no qualms accepting his punishment.
After their first time, they nullified the roles of 'top' and 'bottom', agreeing that the positions could be exchanged depending on the mood. Kotetsu enjoyed accepting Barnaby's love, but sometimes the younger man needed to be held. He reached out, cupping Barnaby's face between his hands, thumbs easing the glasses out of the way as he leaned in to slot their mouths together. "A sample," he whispered, pulling back before the kiss became too intimate.
Barnaby adjusted his glasses with a soft chuckle. Before he could speak though, his eyes widened and he clung to Kotetsu's shoulders after being lifted from the floor. "K-Kotetsu…! What are you doing?"
"Proving how much I love my Bunny by carrying you over the threshold and into our bedroom, where we will lay together," Kotetsu answered honestly. His arms were curled around the back of Barnaby's thighs, and if the younger man didn't flail, there would be no problem.
"But—"
"Bunny, Bunny… Barnaby. Do you really want me to carry you like a bride? Hmm?" Kotetsu gave the body in his arms a bounce, hitching the younger man higher.
Barnaby sighed, shaking his head. "But don't complain to me later about some ailing part of your body."
Kotetsu laughed, moving toward the hall that would lead to their bedroom. "You're always the one telling me I'm not old, Bunny. Now it sounds like that's exactly what you're saying."
"No…" Barnaby realized that was exactly how it sounded and fell silent, his hands resting lightly atop Kotetsu's shoulders.
Kotetsu could practically feel the guilt coming off him in waves. With a reassuring pat on the blond's firm bottom, he quickened his steps so he could hurry and cheer up his partner. After depositing Barnaby on the bed, Kotetsu closed the door, leaning against it. He tilted his head, studying his lover, recalling when he'd been in Barnaby's current position.
-x-
Kotetsu took a few steps back, guiding the younger man, until they had both crossed the threshold of their bedroom. He continued moving backwards until the back of his legs hit the side of the bed. He leaned back, scanning Barnaby's face for any signs of uncertainty, but there was none, only an eagerness that Kotetsu couldn't help but wonder if he also felt. He cupped Barnaby's face between his hands, leaning him in, topping them both over in the process.
There was a moment of silence before both men erupted in laughter. Barnaby pressed his face into the junction where shoulder and neck met, breathing deeply. "Should we… wait?"
Kotetsu's arms rose, trapping Barnaby against his chest. "There will never be a perfect time. As Heroes… as parents." He let out a soft chuckle at the lips pressed against his neck. "Now it is, then."
"No," Barnaby groaned, attempting to wiggle himself free. Kotetsu's only response was a soft hum as he managed to roll Barnaby over so he was on top. He'd lost his hat in their playful tussle. Barnaby had no control over his hand as it rose, brushing aside the dark bangs. He smiled when they fell back into place. "All right," he whispered.
Kotetsu grinned and slid down off of Barnaby, off of the bed, until he was kneeling on the floor. He set to work unlacing Barnaby's red boots, carefully tugging each one off and placing them aside, both standing beside each other. He stretched up a little higher, hands reaching for the belt's buckle. Kotetsu met Barnaby's eye and smiled at the look of raw want and desire he saw there. Barnaby lifted his hips at the first tug, allowing his pants to be tugged downward. Kotetsu's smile widened to a grin at the charcoal gray briefs that now barred his way. His prize would have to wait to be claimed just a little bit longer. Kotetsu stood, taking a step back from the bed. Barnaby, eyes wide, opened his mouth to protest, but snapped it shut once he saw Kotetsu's fingers reach for the buttons of his shirt.
Kotetsu was no tease, but he didn't rush either. His pace was the same he used when dressing and undressing himself, and he broke eye contact every once in a while to make sure he was on the right track. The vest went first, tossed to the side. The tie was loosened, but not removed. Kotetsu toyed with the idea of leaving it on, but it went with the shirt when that was removed. Barnaby's hands covered his as he reached for his belt. He smiled at the contrast of the pale skin against his darker complexion, but spoke in protest, "Don't—"
Barnaby glared up at the older man. "I'm not forcing myself."
Kotetsu grinned, sliding his hands away to hold them up in a manner of surrender. "You have more stamina than me, though—remember that."
Barnaby smirked, slowly drawing down the zipper. "Are you saying you're a one-trick pony?"
Whatever reply Kotetsu had intended came out as a squeaking whimper when Barnaby pressed his lips against the outline of his hardening member, sucking firmly through the black cotton. "I told you…" Kotetsu grunted, staring down at the golden crown. Barnaby ignored the warning and continued, stopping only to lean back and admire the dark stain visible even on the black material. He leaned back in, licking up the hard line tenting the boxer briefs.
"Stop," Kotetsu pleaded, his voice cracking. "Unless you don't intend to go all the way…"
"You're not old, Kotetsu," Barnaby chuckled, ghosting his hands up Kotetsu's bare sides. Kotetsu bit back his laughter, but a few giggles made it through. Barnaby pressed his nose against the light dusting of hair, inhaling deeply. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
Kotetsu had only a few seconds—the time it took for his underwear to be yanked down his hips—before he folded forward, fingers digging into Barnaby's shoulders as he trembled from the pleasure the warm mouth brought him. A hand remained against his side, in a supporting manner, while the other wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking where Barnaby's mouth couldn't reach. Kotetsu had worried for a good reason; he could already feel the slow burn of passion building in his gut. And the feeling exploded as Barnaby did something wonderful with his tongue that had the older man holding on tightly, shuddering as he came with a shout.
Barnaby kept his mouth around Kotetsu, swallowing what he could. He had nothing to compare the taste to, but it belonged to Kotetsu and he would indulge. He slid his mouth free of the softening member, lifting his head to stare at the man still hunched over him. Barnaby smiled at the flush that had now spread across Kotetsu's skin. "You look… amazing."
Kotetsu laughed breathlessly, "I don't know about that… When was the last time you had your eyes checked?"
It was Barnaby's turn to chuckle. He moved his hands up Kotetsu's sides as he rose onto his feet, keeping him steady until he could offer him the proper support to sit upright on the bed.
Kotetsu mock-glared up at the blond standing over him. "Just like a brat—not listening. How are you going to make this up to me?"
Barnaby's eyes darkened to a gorgeous jade as he adjusted his glasses with a smirk. "I can think of a few ways."
Kotetsu's blush deepened as he averted his gaze. He could feel the stirrings of his renewed arousal. "Only… if you want to…"
"I still need relief."
Kotetsu scoffed, cocking his head to one side. "Brat." He straightened his posture, staring directly up at the blond before slowly inching his way backwards toward the center of the bed. His trousers and underwear still hung from his feet, but soon fell to the floor in a pile.
Barnaby used that as his cue to climb onto the bed and pursue what he desired. Kotetsu grinned at him, still crawling backwards, and the young man felt a spike in pleasure, his briefs now painfully restricting. "You're a tease," Barnaby grunted, finally stopping once he was kneeling directly over the older man.
Kotetsu chuckled, reaching up. He clasped Barnaby's glasses carefully, sliding them off and placing them an arm's length away on the mattress. "How close do you have to be… to see me?"
Barnaby refrained from squinting and leaned down until Kotetsu's face became more than an outline of blurs. Only an inch or two separated them now. "Perfect," was whispered against his lips before the bottom one was gently kissed. His top lip received the same treatment, before his mouth was claimed in a firm kiss.
Kotetsu pulled away quickly—Barnaby followed with a whimper—and tilted his head to stare around the blond's head at the ceiling. "We need preparation tools. Lube and condoms—"
"I haven't slept with anyone... yet," Barnaby added in a strained tone, his arousal reminding him that it needed taking care of.
Kotetsu widened his eyes as he stared up at the blond. "I heard that it's not healthy to have... that inside you."
"I just swallowed yours," Barnaby deadpanned.
"Th-that's different!" Kotetsu sputtered, a renewed blush spreading from the tips of his ears down to his chest. Barnaby huffed out a sigh, but changed his direction, crawling toward the edge of the bed. He reached for the simple nightstand and pulled open the top drawer to remove a small vial and a foil square. After a moment's consideration, he pulled out a row of three—just in case.
-x-
Kotetsu slipped his fingers out of Barnaby, satisfied that he'd stretched and prepared the younger man well enough. He wiped the digits clean before reaching for his lover once again. He smiled, one hand sliding behind Barnaby's back while the other gripped the wrist of his right hand so he could pull the younger man up onto his knees and into his lap.
Barnaby's cheeks darkened as he blushed. "Kotetsu..."
Kotetsu grinned. "I promise you won't do all the work, but I want you close enough so you can see me..." He shortened the distance between them, angling his head to leave a mark that would be visible over the neckline of the fitted black shirt Barnaby wore beneath his jacket. "...and I can enjoy you."
Barnaby rolled his eyes. "Please don't let anyone else find out what a perverted old man you are."
Kotetsu chuckled against Barnaby's collarbone, causing his partner to shudder in response. "That would mean I'm performing this act with other people." Gently, he took Barnaby's forefinger between his teeth, biting down firmly enough to leave a mark just behind the ring he wore.
Barnaby flushed, remembering he'd done the same thing to Kotetsu during their 'first' time.
Kotetsu trailed his fingers along the underside of Barnaby's arm; down the blond's side, eliciting a stifled giggle. Both hands were soon resting lightly around Barnaby's waist. "I only ever want to do this with you."
Barnaby lifted his hips when silently requested, looping his arms around Kotetsu's neck. He bit his lip after feeling the moist glide of Kotetsu's latex-covered cock head between his cheeks, lifting his hips higher to help speed the process along. Kotetsu slid one hand beneath Barnaby, guiding himself to where he needed to be. Barnaby tensed reflexively after the first push, but quickly reminded himself that it was Kotetsu and he would never bring him harm. He exhaled deeply, relaxing his muscles, and felt Kotetsu's thick member slide deeper.
Kotetsu smiled, teasing at Barnaby's tightly pressed lips with his tongue. He nipped at the pouting bottom one before pecking at both. Barnaby huffed out a soft laugh at Kotetsu's action, feeling himself slide lower still. "Are you trying to comfort me, Mr. Kaburagi?"
"Mm-hmm, but now I'm gonna show you my perverted side."
The hand still beneath the blond shifted and Barnaby felt a rush of heat wash over him as Kotetsu's rough fingers gently brushed along his skin where they were joined. He'd already been given a warning, so Kotetsu forged ahead, working the digit by the stretched ring of muscle so it slipped inside the already-full passage.
"Kotetsu-san...!"
Kotetsu laughed against Barnaby's neck at the sudden use of honorifics. He nipped at the flushed skin already against his lips, easing his finger deeper alongside his cock.
Barnaby shuddered, his arms tightening, along with his muscles—Kotetsu noticed this fact. "Please," he panted.
"We haven't even started yet, Bunny." Kotetsu grinned, eased his finger out, and guided Barnaby the remainder of the way down onto his hard length.
-x-
"Are you all right?" Barnaby whispered, stilling his movements at Kotetsu's wince.
The brunet grinned—it looked more like a grimace to Barnaby—and waved his hand. "I'm fine, Bunny. Won't break... Haven't yet," he chuckled.
Barnaby frowned. "That's not funny." A shudder ran through him and he struggled to keep from collapsing on top of Kotetsu. "That... was not funny," this time, was in reference to Kotetsu's muscles suddenly clamping down around him.
"Because you're not listening to me. Obviously actions speak louder than words." Barnaby's eyes narrowed and Kotetsu's grin wavered. "Bunny...?" A smirk, a very evil one from Kotetsu's perspective, curled at the blond's lips. The only warning he had was the feeling of Barnaby's fingertips pressing into his skin as the young man tightened his grip. "You're supposed to be gent—ah!"
Kotetsu turned his face against the pillow to muffle his voice, hands clutching at the sheets beneath him as Barnaby began moving, drawing out so slowly. "It doesn't hurt..." He didn't realize he'd been chanting it until he found himself breathless. That also could have been due to the fact that he inhaled but refused to exhale. The full feeling disappeared and Kotetsu lifted his head, peeking out through one eye.
Barnaby was reaching for the bottle of lube that had been tossed to the side. He leaned over Kotetsu, snagging one of the pillows at the head of the bed, and slid it beneath the older man's lower back so Kotetsu's hips were raised at an angle. He muttered to himself beneath his breath, soft enough that his partner didn't hear him, and popped the cap to the small bottle.
Kotetsu shook his head, hoping to deter the younger man. "Bunny, I'm fine—"
"You're not," Barnaby stated, closing the bottle so he could grip it tightly in his hand. "I wanted this to be…"
Kotetsu blinked in surprise, realizing what his partner's intentions had been. He chuckled softly, struggling to push himself up into a sitting position. Inching down on the bed so he was closer to Barnaby, his legs on either side of the kneeling blond, Kotetsu tipped Barnaby's head upward, but the young man pulled away. "Bunny… The first time will never be perfect. Trust me." He pried the bottle from Barnaby's hand, popping the cap open with his thumb. His other hand held Barnaby's wrist. With a mischievous smile, he poured the clear, cool substance over the other's fingers. "But it'll get better…" Kotetsu peeked out from beneath his bangs, smiling shyly. "Each time."
-x-
"You were so tight," Kotetsu grunted. Barnaby's muscles reflexively tightened around him after he'd taken the younger man's twitching cock in hand. Pre-cum steadily leaked from the slit, making it easier for Kotetsu to move his hand up and down the hard length in long, lazy strokes. He thumbed the underside of the engorged head before taking his hand away, lifting it to his lips to lick away the bitter, slightly salty, substance.
Barnaby glared, but there was no power behind it. "I thought we were reminiscing about your first time…"
"It was our first time." Kotetsu grinned and turned Barnaby over onto his side, lifting the blond's left leg in order to hook it over his shoulder. He slid in easier than either of their first times, settling as deep as possible, enjoying the feel of Barnaby's muscles clutching at him, almost in desperation. He began moving, slowly at first, before setting a pace. He shifted his hips with each thrust, searching for the right angle that would make his dearest partner feel amazing. If he missed the keening sound from Barnaby—which he didn't—the urgent press of the other man's heel into his shoulder blade made Kotetsu realize he'd found that perfect angle.
As it always did in any situation concerning him, instinct took over, and watching Barnaby fall apart beneath him each time was an amazing and enjoyable reward. If they were closer with their positions, Kotetsu's back would already be covered in small, angry welts from Barnaby's nails digging into his skin. And Kotetsu realized he wanted that. He slid out, leaving his lover momentarily dazed, before sliding back in with one fluid thrust. He covered Barnaby's mouth with his own, drinking in the ragged moans, before trailing kisses down the long neck, sucking a possessive mark on the pale flesh.
Automatically Barnaby's arms and legs wrapped around him, drawing him nearer, urging him deeper with urgent presses against his lower back. "Kotetsu…" he whimpered, searching for the proper friction to help slake his own pleasures. Barnaby ducked his head, burying his face at the base of Kotetsu's throat to nip at the tender flesh. "Kotetsu…!"
Kotetsu chuckled, "I hear ya, my li'l Bunny," his hips rocking forward at a steady pace.
"…not… little," Barnaby whined, his voice reaching a higher pitch as he clawed at Kotetsu's back, pushing back to meet the older man's thrusts.
"I know," Kotetsu whispered. Carefully, he lifted his right hand from the bed, hoping his left arm would continue to support their weight. He forced himself to stop moving, ignoring the incessant press of Barnaby's heel telling him to keep going, and maneuvered his hand between their sweat-dampened bodies. He glided his fingers across the area where they were joined together—Barnaby shuddered at the intimate touch—before finding his lover's neglected cock. A few, quick strokes, and Barnaby bared his hickey-covered neck as he arched against him, his name tumbling from the blond's lips. Kotetsu let his left arm buckle, his elbows now taking on the task of keeping him from completely crushing the younger man, and resumed moving, albeit a bit awkwardly, his thrusts short and stuttering. It wasn't too long before he was groaning Barnaby's name, burying himself deep, and shuddering as he came.
x
The other perk that came with being on the receiving end was a bit of pampering. After getting cleaned up, Kotetsu ordered Barnaby to stay in bed while he went to retrieve whatever food Kaede had brought home for them. He searched the bag and smiled after finding the note. Barnaby was stretched out on his side of the bed when Kotetsu returned, two pillows tucked behind of himself, both for support. The brunet grinned, lifting the tray up to his chest for emphasis, and Barnaby graced him with a small smile.
"What did she bring?" the blond asked, lowering the volume on the television that practically took up the entire wall it was mounted on. Kotetsu demanded to have it installed "when I'm feeling lazy and don't want to leave the bed."
"A homemade meal?" Kotetsu attempted, setting the tray carefully beside Barnaby before climbing in beside him.
"She brought… a homemade meal?" Barnaby raised an eyebrow. It came back down to meet the other, both furrowed as he glared. "From them?"
"From Evelyn," Kotetsu corrected. He sat back on his thighs, using his best pleading face on the younger NEXT. "Bunny, please… you promised. Evelyn's… She was just doing her job—a job she didn't want to do. And she's a really good cook!" He smiled weakly, his posture almost slouched in near-defeat.
Barnaby exhaled deeply, glancing down at the bowl that sat at his side. Whatever was in it was hidden beneath browned potato slices. "What is it?"
Kotetsu perked up, his grin returning with great vigor. Instead of speaking the meal's name, he held out the note to Barnaby. The younger man took it and couldn't hide the small smile that tugged at his lips after he'd read it. Evelyn was apologizing, with a dish called Filosoof—Philosopher's Soup. "Philosopher's Soup—" Barnaby smiled up at his lover. "—sounds like something you should be eating."
Kotetsu pouted, but grinned. "Does that mean they're forgiven?"
Barnaby rolled his eyes, sighing, "Not quite, but I'm willing to meet this Evelyn."
Kotetsu made a delighted sound of excitement before throwing his arms around Barnaby, barely remembering the food-laden tray at the last second and avoiding it. "I love you… for tolerating me!"
Barnaby smiled, lifting a hand to press it against the back of Kotetsu's head. "I can tolerate you because I love you." He enjoyed the minty taste of Kotetsu as they shared a kiss.
The meal was quite delectable—"I told you she's a good cook," Kotetsu preened—and Barnaby felt a bit of his lingering resentment for the Ouroborus rogues fade away as he and Kotetsu finished the remainder of the rose wine retrieved from the fridge.
Kaede grabbed the hem of her shirt, ready to pull it over her head, but found her arms were too heavy to lift. She glanced over her shoulder and found a glowing Radboud, though his back was turned. She grinned sheepishly, apologizing for her behavior. "Would you like to step out so I can try it on?"
"Yes," the man mumbled, already moving towards the door. Once he was outside, the weight of her arms lightened and Kaede finished undressing. Radboud waited until he was given the OK to return and did so cautiously.
Kaede spun in a giddy circle, arms spread wide. "It's great! It's… it's actually comfortable, even though it's so tight."
Radboud smirked, making his way closer after she stopped spinning. "Have you ever tried on a wetsuit?" Kaede shook her head, wide, inquisitive eyes staring up at the man, waiting for him to elaborate. He chuckled, "Well, this suit is almost made from the same neoprene material, but my version's a little better, and more adaptable to your body. It's near impenetrable, but this new version obviously has weak points."
Kaede lifted her exposed right arm, turning it to and fro. She grinned. "I'll make sure to keep Rock Bison close then."
"It's also easier to get into," Radboud continued, shaking his head at her quip. "And right here—" Without touching, he pointed out the two inch-wide lavender stripes that ran from her collarbone, down over her chest, and down to the V of her pelvic area "—these monitor your body's condition and relay the information to your goggles if anything seems out of hand. Otherwise, the goggles function as a miniature version of the helmets the other Heroes wear. Once you lock onto something or someone, you can bring up the stats I've programmed in." Radboud held out said goggles. "They also serve to keep your identity hidden."
Kaede took them, dragging them over her head and down over her eyes. Everything remained as clear as if she didn't have them on. Focusing her gaze on Radboud, she reached up, feeling the side of the eyewear until finding the small button. She pressed it, taking a startled step back when lines of information flooded her sight. Kaede grinned. "Range Rover?" she read aloud.
Radboud smirked. "That was a long time ago."
With a laugh, the teen pushed the eyewear up so it was nestled in her hair. "It's amazing. Thank you!"
-x-x-
While other girls her age worried about dating and their first kiss, Kaede was having a mild panic attack before she stepped out onto the stage to be declared an official Hero. She had isolated herself in one of the many locker rooms of the Justice Tower, and was staring at her wrecked reflection in the mirror. "Breathe," she told herself, her voice cracking even with the simple word. "Breathe, Kaede."
"Breathe," a softer voice spoke for her.
Kaede exhaled deeply, feeling a little tension leave her shoulders, but she still wasn't relaxed. With another softly inhalation, she breathed out, smiling at the icy cloud of condensation that formed on the mirror.
Blue Rose's reflection appeared behind hers, blurred by the faint layer of ice. She smiled, gently gathering the teen's lengthy chestnut locks into one hand. Her touch was cold and welcome at the nape of Kaede's neck. "You're not Second League," Blue Rose spoke, her voice whisper-soft. Kaede exhaled again, the ice spreading even further across the glass. "You're in a league of your own. You were personally trained by Sternbild's Heroes, but now you surpass us. Look at what you're doing. I can't do that." She smiled, tying off the long braid, and set about creating a bun. "I know you want to wear your hair down, but this is just to give you some temporary curls."
Kaede grinned. "Thanks. How did you win the bet to come in and get me?"
Blue Rose's guilty grin could be clearly seen, as the ice on the mirror had melted. "Rock Bison made Sky High stand down. A battle was about to break out between us."
Kaede laughed, heading to where her Hero suit lay across the bench. She shot the woman a quick glance, speaking her mind in regards to the blond, "Sometimes I wonder… if Keith and I would've made a good couple, if he didn't have Antonio, that is. But then I realize I value his friendship more than anything else. Besides, I don't have time for romance."
Since it was only Karina with her, Kaede easily stripped down to her underwear and stepped into the bodysuit, or rather, just the left leg. It wasn't so much a full bodysuit, since it was missing two appendages; changes she'd made after showing her father the full original. She wiggled around as she pulled it up over her hips, making sure the legless side covered all that it needed to. With a grunt, Kaede slipped her left arm into the long sleeve. The right had no sleeve; the material clung to her, curving under the arm and around to her back, but still came back up over her shoulder to become part of the 'high neck' design. She pulled the two sides close, but didn't bother with the zipper. Instead, Kaede took a seat on the bench, picking up the knee-high boot meant for her right leg.
Blue Rose studied the young Hero's outfit, an envious smile appearing on her face as she did so. "Your outfit is so simple, and unique in its own way. I'm so jealous."
Kaede lifted her head, blinking at the Ice NEXT. "Eh?"
"You can put it on by yourself," Karina explained. She stepped into the floor, executing a full circle, arms extended. The vine whips of her Hero costume settled once she'd stopped moving. "I need a team to get me into this, as does Dragon Kid. The men have it worse. They have to go through a process like an assembly line!"
Kaede laughed at the image that crossed her mind.
The hearty sound traveled out into the hall, where waiting individuals released bated breaths. Keith pouted, jealous that Karina was the one to go in and get Kaede and not him, but it was kissed away by Antonio. The Bull Tank found it cute that his lover still blushed over something as simple as a kiss, especially given half the things they'd tried where prying eyes couldn't follow. "Let's get suited up," he chuckled, looking around to the other Heroes.
Kotetsu hung back, staring fondly at the closed door of the room his daughter remained in. It took Barnaby calling his name for him to hurry and catch up.
"Agnes is going to practically marry you off to Tony," Blue Rose scoffed, smirking. It was time to head out now.
Kaede stopped yanking the zipper upwards just below the top of her chest, leaving a little bit of barely-there cleavage, for ratings; for Agnes. She shot the Ice NEXT a look that told her she was behind in her information, gladly remedying that problem by stating, "Tony's already off the market."
Blue Rose dropped her arms, an incredulous laugh tumbling from her blue-colored lips. "Really?"
"But I'm not allowed to say," Kaede giggled, winking. She snatched the goggles off the bench, tucking the strap behind the back of her head, not quite pulling them down over her eyes. There was no need to hide just yet. She smiled as she pulled a fingerless, lavender-colored glove onto her right hand. "Thanks, for coming in. It really calmed me down. Now! Shall we?"
Extending her covered left arm, the elbow crooked, Kaede invited Blue Rose to accept her invitation. Blue Rose laughed softly, walking the short distance to hook her arm with the teen's. Together, they headed out of the locker room.
X X X
Rather than have the Second League meet the First League inside, Agnes decided it was an event that HeroTV needed to share with the world. The floors of the brightly lit two-tiered stage opened up, platforms rising from both. The sponsored, First League Heroes stood on the higher level, with the new and old members of the Second League below them. Wild Tiger was once again promoted to First League, and stood proudly beside Barnaby. Copy Cat was directly below them, and was turned at the waist, waving excitedly to everyone above her.
Wild Tiger discreetly wiggled his fingers in return. He turned on a private com' line to Barnaby, whispering despite no one else being able to hear him, "Why is our daughter half naked? That's not the suit she showed me!"
Barnaby was thankful his faceplate was down. It meant no one could see his smug grin. "Ask her when we get home," he replied.
Copy Cat faced forward, snatching Tony's hand with her fully-covered left hand, and squeezed tightly. Tony's surprise was visible for a few seconds, before he was grinning and squeezing back.
Emma, who stood amongst those gathered to witness the event live, grinned at her friends, using her phone to take a shot. She wasn't the only enjoying the event. With his sentence finally complete, Edward Keddy stood in another section of the crowd that allowed him to have a good view of Origami Cyclone. He smirked, imagining a blushing Ivan watched him from behind the mask. Despite wanting to be there in person, Barnaby denied her request. Seated in her wheelchair, Samantha Taylor watched HeroTV's live broadcast from the safety of her home. She smiled warmly as the camera swept over Barnaby Brooks Jr. and Wild Tiger.
And last but not least—a mismatched group of five stood to the back of the crowd, using the large screens to view the Heroes of Sternbild. Radboud nudged Evelyn playfully. "Do you think you can stand up there with them?"
Evelyn's face lit up as the camera panned from Barnaby Brooks Jr. to Wild Tiger. After a few moments' contemplation, she shook her head. "It's better… like this." This meaning her brother, her friend—who currently clung to the arm of a smiling brunette, excitedly pointing to Wild Tiger—and even the quiet android on Radboud's left. Evelyn nodded, confirming her decision.
Agnes omitted the fact that Kaede had already had a debut on HeroTV; no one wanted to remember the incident, so it was easy to leave it buried in the past where it belonged. She did, however, zoom in on Copy Cat's hand clasped with Tony's. She knew they were holding onto each other for support—they were finally Heroes—but why not exploit it a little more? Agnes smirked, her cameras following the line of men and women, some younger than others, and felt this would be the best season yet.
A/N: Thanks for 100 reviews, guys! It's a bit long, but it's the finale, so it's allowed to be! And I hope the love-making "scenes" aren't too confusing. I told my editor I had an idea and she approved of the past + present theme. As for Kaede's outfit, I took everyone's suggestions, put them in a pot, and stirred it up (yeah, I'm going with that...).
*exhales* It's done. Thanks, everyone... for reading and leaving awesome feedback, and help when I sought it!
To kudakoneko for Dark Star and Radboud Gustaav/Range Rover.
