Blossom didn't think whatever Bubbles had planned to draw Boomer out of his shell would work.
So when her youngest sister flew right into her room, all but buzzing with excitement, her stomach almost dropped to her feet.
"Buttercup!" She yelled. "Get in here!"
The green puff flew in, closing the door behind her with her foot.
"Buttercup," Blossom protested. She was ignored.
"What's got you all excited?" Buttercup asked, still floating lazily in the air.
"Boomer kissed me."
Both girls froze.
"What?" Blossom asked.
"Are you serious?" Buttercup followed.
"As serious as the hickey on my neck," She lowered her jacket to display the almost completely healed bruise. Which, considering their healing factor, must have been pretty notable to still be visible.
Both girls stared at it.
"Dang, Little Boy Blue actually had it in him?"
"Boomer did that?" Blossom asked.
"I wouldn't let anyone else," Bubbles replied. "Same way you wouldn't let anyone besides a certain redhead do the same to you."
Blossom was aware that a blush was creeping up her face but didn't say anything.
"And then what happened?" Buttercup asked.
"He freaked out and ran away."
"Pfft. Figures."
"What did you even do to get him to do that?"
Now Bubbles hesitated. "Well, I guess I wrestled with him a bit. And then I asked if he hated me."
Blossom stared at her sister. "That was it?" Even as she asked, she remembered Brick getting between Butch and Buttercup.
"I guess. I'm gonna go see him now," Bubbles floated off the ground.
"Wait," Buttercup said. "What exactly is the plan here? Go bug them until they switch from fleeing to kissing? Should we really be rushing this?"
Bubbles seemed to fail to notice how nervous Buttercup looked. "I've only ever wanted one person in my life, and now I know he wants me. I don't see why we should drag this out. And I have no intention of just kissing him." She floated to the window. Then she looked behind her. "You coming or not?"
Blossom made to follow. Then stopped and looked down at herself. She was wearing sweatpants. She didn't feel particularly presentable. Especially if there was any chance her handsome counterpart would kiss her today.
"I'm uh... Gonna take a shower." she said.
Her sisters looked at each other. Then nodded.
"That's probably for the best," Buttercup said.
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An hour later, Blossom felt self-conscious about how clean she was as she stood in front of Brick in the middle of what used to be Mojo's lair.
Boomer had gone flying as soon as Buttercup knocked Butch away and Bubbles had given chase.
"So..." Blossom said. "I suspect that there's been a miscommunication."
"Of what kind?" Brick asked as he floated into the air, flames gathering in his hands.
"Of the 'we feel the same way' variety."
Brick hesitated, which was all she needed to launch herself right at him, knocking him into the wall behind him, but not hard enough to break through. As she did, she let ice leak out of her hands and put his fire out. He retaliated with a headbutt, sending her to the floor, and dropped down, slamming on her chest with his knee.
"I doubt that," he said. "I mean, I'm not scared of you."
Blossom blinked. "I'm not scared of you either."
"Really?" He dodged back to avoid her heat vision, only to stumble on her well-placed legs. She launched forward and kneed him in the face.
"Of course not."
In a flash, Blossom found herself pressed against the wall again, but this time, he leaned in really close.
"That's not wise," he said. "You should be scared of me."
"Why?" She asked. "I don't think you want to do anything I'd be scared of." Even as she smirked at him, she couldn't help her overthinking.
I'm really doing this? I'm doing this. Oh my God.
"What are you-" Brick was interrupted when she kissed him.
After a second, she moved back. "This may come as a shock to you," she said, "But girls can feel the exact same thin-" And then it was her turn to be interrupted as he kissed her, pressing his lips to her mouth hungrily.
As they made out, his hands going down to wrap around her waist while hers found his shoulders. The wall felt a lot colder when there was a hot body pushing her into it.
Blossom was absolutely embarrassed to admit that her legs did leave the ground in order to wrap against him as the two practically devoured each other. His kiss tasted like the fire he could breathe. She wondered if she tasted cold.
After what felt like an eternity, they both separated, staring into each other's eyes.
"You're so hot," he said. Then his eyes widened as he realized he'd said that out loud.
Blossom laughed. Then he smirked. "You're cold."
And with that, his broad shoulders were pressed against her body as they continued to make out.
After a few minutes, they separated and looked. He looked as hungry as she felt.
He grabbed her and floated up before flying them into what she presumed was his bedroom. She didn't really have time to look around it though, as he pressed her onto his bed, his arms snaking around her waist.
Her hands weren't any more innocent, finding their way inside his shirt to caress his muscles. Where every other man left her uninterested in any romantic sense, her counterpart lit a burning fire within her.
That fire made her impatient as she quickly flipped them over so she was on top.
"Woah," Brick said with a smile. "Feisty."
Instead of responding, she began unbuttoning his shirt, doing so quickly, yet making sure not to damage it. Once his chest was free, she placed her hands on his pecks, relishing their newfound freedom.
Brick sat up and looked her in the eyes. "So, I assume you won't appreciate me ripping your clothes off?"
The question made her freeze. Her counterpart took the opportunity to pull her top off of her, exposing the lacy red bra she had underneath.
She resisted the urge to hide her body as he stared. The girls were almost genetically identical, and thus looked almost identical. But to their superhuman eyes, the differences, caused in part by the genetic diversity they did have and in part by their lifestyles, made them well aware of the differences.
It seemed so obvious to them, but the confusion Robin had been slow to hide when Blossom admitted she felt less curvy than Bubbles and less fit than Buttercup made it clear to her that all others saw were mildly muscular hourglass bodies.
She was very aware Brick could see it. After all, she knew he was less muscular and shorter than Butch and broader than Boomer.
Brick whistled at the sight as he put his thumb into the band where it met her side. "Well, if you were trying to make me excited, you certainly succeeded."
Blossom was well-aware that she'd succeeded. She could feel his hardness beneath her. But that brought another thought to her head.
"I don't... I don't think I'm ready to go all the way yet." She admitted.
Brick blinked at her. "Do you... do you want to stop?"
Blossom shook her head. She felt like a coward, knowing she had initiated this, but not going as far she knew he wanted to. But she powered through the feeling. It was entirely her right to set her boundaries.
"Do you want to take everything off?"
Blossom thought about it. Then she floated off him and quickly shimmied out of the jeans she'd been wearing leaving her only in her lingerie. It felt a lot like armour, despite being just really lacy underwear.
Brick was quick to discard most of his clothes, leaving him only in his underwear. They both settled on the bed, sitting on their knees, looking at each other. Blossom took in the sight of her counterpart. He was perfect.
"One more thing," Brick said as he crawled over to her. "I do plan on getting you off." One of his hands landed on her lap. "At least twice today. That's not a problem, is it?"
Blossom shivered. "Only if I can do the same." And then she yelped as he grabbed her legs and started dragging her towards him, laying her out on the bed before pouncing on her.
This kiss was the hungriest yet. Blossom's hands went up to wrap around Brick's neck while one of his hands found its way to her breast making her gasp.
"Brick," she moaned into his mouth before bringing her hands down to caress his back.
"Bloss," he moaned back, and the sound got her even wetter than she already was.
The two continued to make out, exploring each other's bodies as they did. The feelings of Brick's gentle fingers caressing her sides and slipping up to her neck made Blossom consider going back on her decision to wait.
And then his hands found their way into her panties and she cried out as he grazed her pussy.
"What?" Brick asked looking concerned. "Are you okay?"
"Yes," she said, cringing at how loud and excited she sounded. "Just, do that again."
Brick obliged and Blossom felt like lightning had passed through her body. And not in the painful way.
Her counterpart seemed to gain more confidence as he began playing with her and Blossom opened her eyes to look at him.
He was looking down at her with that shit-eating grin.
Blossom stared up at him before moving her hand down and slipping it into his boxers.
His eyes widened as Blossom smiled back at him innocently.
"Bloss-OOM!" His voice went up as she closed her hand around his member,
Blossom tried not to think too much about what she was holding, something made a lot easier as one of Brick's fingers found its way inside her and she barely resisted cumming on the spot.
She began jacking her hands up and down, vaguely aware of what she should be doing. Brick's contorted expression was an indication she was doing it right.
The two continued to stare as they masturbated each other before Brick dropped down and bit into her neck. Blossom saw stars as she realized she was about to orgasm, before quickly latching her teeth onto Brick's shoulder to bite him back right before the pleasure overtook her mind.
The first thing Blossom was aware of as she came down was her own breath as she panted into Brick's shoulder. And then the taste of blood on her teeth.
Panicked, she moved back and brought her hand to her mouth to check. And then she was greeted with another, far more unfamiliar taste.
Brick chuckled as he looked at her. "Eager for a taste, are we?" He brought his own hands to his lips and licked his fingers.
Blossom brought her hand from her mouth and stared at the white substance on it. And the look on her face must have been something because Brick broke down into full laughter.
Blossom blushed and pushed him off of her. "I was worried that you were bleeding."
Brick glanced at his shoulder where whatever hole she had broke in his skin was already healed. Then he smiled at her, putting his fingers in his mouth. "Well, that's clearly not an issue, so bite away."
Blossom groaned and turned to bury her face in his pillow to hide her burning face from him. It smelled a lot like him.
She tensed as she felt Brick climb onto her back and press a kiss to her neck where the hickey he gave her was already healing. She shuddered at the sensation.
"That was wonderful," he whispered.
"Yeah," she replied with a smile.
"But," Brick's hands grabbed her hips and pulled them up so her butt was in the air. "I do remember saying I'd get you off twice."
Blossom groaned again but made no effort to make him to stop.
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I think this might be my best chapter yet. What do you think?
