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kirke_novak, who has been going on about Wally/Booster for a while now. XD
Yes, I do have a thing about toes.
Shiny
Flash/Booster Gold
DCAU
PG-13: Vaguely mature content, but mostly it's just silly.
Booster Gold is being himself. His boyfriend is not impressed.
"Alright Michael, you can stop hiding from me now!" Wally taunted, loudly, with a trace of genuine malice in his voice. "It'll take me all of thirty seconds to search the whole place, and you know it, so just get your shiny butt out here right now."
He stood in the middle of the the last place Mike had decided to hide from him, which was also the dumbest, in his opinion; the cafeteria. The people eating at the tables had seen this all before, and were trying to act like they weren't actually watching the drama unfold.
There were a couple of muffled snickers when a sheepish figure in gold and blue came crawling out of the cabinets underneath the dessert bar.
Wally tapped his foot impatiently and crossed his arms over his chest, letting him know exactly how he felt with a narrow look. Mike walked over rubbing the back of his neck and putting his fake smile, but Wally was having none of it.
"Come with me," he said, and stalked into the hallway, letting the door slide closed before he turned around and grabbed Mike by the front of his costume, slamming him against the metal wall. "Just who the hell do you think you are, huh?"
"A source of jealousy for everyone who sees us walking by?" he said with a weak smile and a laugh that died in his throat, and turned into a dry cough. "Er, uh, so, what's this about, anyway? Have I mentioned you look spectacular in red?"
"Yeah, the last time you came crawling back, begging for forgiveness, you little sleeze."
"Wally..."
"Don't 'Wally' me, you... stupidface!" He let him drop back on the floor and pressed his lips together in a tight line.
"No, really; what did I do?"
Wally gave a frustrated sigh and threw his hands in the air, walking away muttering curses under his breath.
* * *
"I really don't know what his problem is," Mike said, leaning against the wall with his hand on his hip, gesturing at the pair of blue boots sticking out from under a console with the other, "I mean, don't all the council guys do that sort of thing?"
"No."
"It's not like I ask for much! It's a lot of pressure, dating one of the big seven! Don't I deserve a little something for that?"
"Yes, you do, and no, you don't."
"I'm so under-appreciated around here, really. When's the last time Booster Gold got some spotlight, huh? Booster Gold deserves that kind of recognition! Booster Gold is an integral part of the Justice League!"
"You're starting to get a little villain-monologuy, with the third-person."
"I do a lot around here! And Wally, don't even get me started! You know how hard it is to keep up with him? He's insatiable! I'm like a slave chained to the foot of his bed!"
"Getting a little TMI there."
"All I did was ask for a raise!"
"And your own Javelin with a custom paint job that would surely blind anyone walking into the hanger."
"Is that really so much to ask?"
"Uh, yeah?"
"I should get more just for being stuck to boring crap like 'crowd control' all the time!"
Blue Beetle slid out from under the console and pointed at him with his plasma laser.
"You want some advise, oh mighty one? Not that you'll even listen."
"What are you talking about? I'm a great listener!"
"Yeah, whatever. Seriously, I'm surprised he didn't throw you out of an airlock the last time you pulled something like this."
"That was..!"
"You forged his name on a request form for beer on the Watchtower." Ted crossed his arms and looked unimpressed while Mike stared at him blankly. "You know what? You're hopeless, and I hope he does throw you out an airlock."
* * *
Wally was laying back on his bed in his boxers, leafing through a comic book he had leaning against the knee crossed over the other. He bounced his foot in the air idly, finished the book, and reached for another one.
He'd just gotten to the good part when the electronic lock on his door clicked, and Mike was standing in the room looking apologetic.
"If this is what I think it is, you might want to start by closing the door. Seeing as I'm in my underwear."
"So... you forgive me? We can get to the fun part?" he said happily as he slid the door shut and knelt in front of Wally's legs on the bed.
"No, I haven't. This is the part where you convince me you even deserve it. Again."
Mike looked thoughtful, and Wally just shook his head and let out a noise both of irritation and amusement.
There was silence, and Wally turned the page with a deliberate slowness.
"I didn't mean it?"
"Try again."
"I... didn't think you'd be mad?"
"Nope."
"I... I can make it up to you?"
Wally snorted, but Mike grinned at the lack of outright refusal.
He got down on his hands and knees, and began sucking on the big toe of Wally's foot as it hung in the air. Wally turned the page again, but his lips were twitching, and he finally laughed.
"What, now you're laughing at me?" Mike asked, sounding a little hurt.
"You're still going to do better than that, Shiny."
"So we're back to pet names? Yes!" Mike sat back on the bed and lifted his fists up in victory. "Oh Sparky! I'll never, ever let you down again!"
"Yes, you will. But I might as well enjoy it while it lasts."
kirke_novak, who has been going on about Wally/Booster for a while now. XDYes, I do have a thing about toes.
Shiny
Flash/Booster Gold
DCAU
PG-13: Vaguely mature content, but mostly it's just silly.
Booster Gold is being himself. His boyfriend is not impressed.
"Alright Michael, you can stop hiding from me now!" Wally taunted, loudly, with a trace of genuine malice in his voice. "It'll take me all of thirty seconds to search the whole place, and you know it, so just get your shiny butt out here right now."
He stood in the middle of the the last place Mike had decided to hide from him, which was also the dumbest, in his opinion; the cafeteria. The people eating at the tables had seen this all before, and were trying to act like they weren't actually watching the drama unfold.
There were a couple of muffled snickers when a sheepish figure in gold and blue came crawling out of the cabinets underneath the dessert bar.
Wally tapped his foot impatiently and crossed his arms over his chest, letting him know exactly how he felt with a narrow look. Mike walked over rubbing the back of his neck and putting his fake smile, but Wally was having none of it.
"Come with me," he said, and stalked into the hallway, letting the door slide closed before he turned around and grabbed Mike by the front of his costume, slamming him against the metal wall. "Just who the hell do you think you are, huh?"
"A source of jealousy for everyone who sees us walking by?" he said with a weak smile and a laugh that died in his throat, and turned into a dry cough. "Er, uh, so, what's this about, anyway? Have I mentioned you look spectacular in red?"
"Yeah, the last time you came crawling back, begging for forgiveness, you little sleeze."
"Wally..."
"Don't 'Wally' me, you... stupidface!" He let him drop back on the floor and pressed his lips together in a tight line.
"No, really; what did I do?"
Wally gave a frustrated sigh and threw his hands in the air, walking away muttering curses under his breath.
"I really don't know what his problem is," Mike said, leaning against the wall with his hand on his hip, gesturing at the pair of blue boots sticking out from under a console with the other, "I mean, don't all the council guys do that sort of thing?"
"No."
"It's not like I ask for much! It's a lot of pressure, dating one of the big seven! Don't I deserve a little something for that?"
"Yes, you do, and no, you don't."
"I'm so under-appreciated around here, really. When's the last time Booster Gold got some spotlight, huh? Booster Gold deserves that kind of recognition! Booster Gold is an integral part of the Justice League!"
"You're starting to get a little villain-monologuy, with the third-person."
"I do a lot around here! And Wally, don't even get me started! You know how hard it is to keep up with him? He's insatiable! I'm like a slave chained to the foot of his bed!"
"Getting a little TMI there."
"All I did was ask for a raise!"
"And your own Javelin with a custom paint job that would surely blind anyone walking into the hanger."
"Is that really so much to ask?"
"Uh, yeah?"
"I should get more just for being stuck to boring crap like 'crowd control' all the time!"
Blue Beetle slid out from under the console and pointed at him with his plasma laser.
"You want some advise, oh mighty one? Not that you'll even listen."
"What are you talking about? I'm a great listener!"
"Yeah, whatever. Seriously, I'm surprised he didn't throw you out of an airlock the last time you pulled something like this."
"That was..!"
"You forged his name on a request form for beer on the Watchtower." Ted crossed his arms and looked unimpressed while Mike stared at him blankly. "You know what? You're hopeless, and I hope he does throw you out an airlock."
Wally was laying back on his bed in his boxers, leafing through a comic book he had leaning against the knee crossed over the other. He bounced his foot in the air idly, finished the book, and reached for another one.
He'd just gotten to the good part when the electronic lock on his door clicked, and Mike was standing in the room looking apologetic.
"If this is what I think it is, you might want to start by closing the door. Seeing as I'm in my underwear."
"So... you forgive me? We can get to the fun part?" he said happily as he slid the door shut and knelt in front of Wally's legs on the bed.
"No, I haven't. This is the part where you convince me you even deserve it. Again."
Mike looked thoughtful, and Wally just shook his head and let out a noise both of irritation and amusement.
There was silence, and Wally turned the page with a deliberate slowness.
"I didn't mean it?"
"Try again."
"I... didn't think you'd be mad?"
"Nope."
"I... I can make it up to you?"
Wally snorted, but Mike grinned at the lack of outright refusal.
He got down on his hands and knees, and began sucking on the big toe of Wally's foot as it hung in the air. Wally turned the page again, but his lips were twitching, and he finally laughed.
"What, now you're laughing at me?" Mike asked, sounding a little hurt.
"You're still going to do better than that, Shiny."
"So we're back to pet names? Yes!" Mike sat back on the bed and lifted his fists up in victory. "Oh Sparky! I'll never, ever let you down again!"
"Yes, you will. But I might as well enjoy it while it lasts."
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on 2006-08-24 06:21 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-24 06:26 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-24 07:02 pm (UTC)That's absolutely true!!! He's like white shirt, goes well with everything :D
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on 2006-08-24 07:01 pm (UTC)And I knew that one of those days someone would break!!! :D:D:D:D Now I need to find another
victimwonderful person that will write me some more :PI'm like a slave chained to the foot of his bed!
Go ooooooooooooooon... *___________*
You forged his name on a request form for beer on the Watchtower."
Booster FTW!!! :D
He got down on his hands and knees, and began sucking on the big toe of Wally's foot
Yeah, he SO dislikes being Wally's sexslave, look how he struggles to keep his dignity! *smirks*
I'm... WOWed. Have you ever been WOWed? I AM!!!! So, how do you want my firstborn? Via mail or what? :P It was adorable! Loved the pissed off His Walliness, I guess of all people only Mike would be able to piss him off.
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on 2006-08-24 08:18 pm (UTC)I thought you'd like that slave bit, you. heh.
Mail is good. XD
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on 2006-08-24 09:39 pm (UTC)HOW did you guess? :P A hunch right ;)
Mail is good. XD
Ok, I'm putting the kid in the box and it's of to you :D
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on 2006-08-24 07:02 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-24 08:22 pm (UTC)This was a nice, fun change. Glad you liked it. :)
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on 2006-09-01 11:46 am (UTC)