Porn and prompts. ("Geeks In Love," part one.)
Title: Geeks In Love -- Part 1: Geeks build it so you will come
Fandom: Justice League
Characters: Booster/Beetle
Prompt: "Lovers."
Word Count: 398
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: Another fic for my Jerry Falwell Porn-A-Thon, which has sorta-kinda ended but can still be added to if you feel like it (hint hint). This one is based not on a quote of his, but on an article I found through a fic (in another fandom). The article is "The 10 Real Reasons Why Geeks Make Better Lovers." And who better to demonstrate than our favorite geek, Ted Kord? However, I'll be posting individual Reasons rather than all of them in one big chunk (because I only have four so far and they're out of order). So here's the first!
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1. Geeks build it so you will come
"Here, put this on," Ted told him. So Booster did, fastening the belt around his waist without asking why.
Then Ted told him "Brace yourself," and Booster wished he had asked and was about to when his breath suddenly left him in a surprised gasp. He fell to his knees as his legs liquefied under him. His hands hit the ground in front of him and, despite the wobbly feeling in his arms, Booster was profoundly grateful because they were the only thing keeping him from diving face-first into the carpet.
It was easily the most sudden, unexpected, and intense orgasm he had ever experienced.
"You...couldn't...have warned me?" Booster croaked, too distracted by the pleasure still crackling over the edges of his nerves to muster up any proper indignation.
Ted glanced down at him, jotting a few notes on a pad of paper before sticking the pad in a pocket, and raised an eyebrow. "I said 'brace yourself'."
"You did that on purpose," Booster hissed.
Grinning, Ted squatted down in front of him and reached out to hook a hand around the back of Booster's head. Leaning in, he gave the man a brief kiss.
"Well, I had this prototype insta-gasm machine and I thought, who better to test it on?"
Booster glared at him for a moment, then looked thoughtful. "I get a cut of the profits?"
"And I'd hoped you would take care of marketing and advertisement," Ted said with a pleased smile.
"Deal."
Booster stuck out a hand and Ted had scarcely begun to grasp it when Booster yanked him closer and pinned him, quickly jerking the belt off his own waist and trying to fasten it around Ted's. When Ted realized what he was doing, he started laughing and half-heartedly tried to fight him off.
"It's only fair," Booster panted, laughing a little too, "that you get to try out your own invention."
"You need the remote!"
Groping through Ted's clothing, Booster finally held up a chunk of plastic with a knob and a few buttons on it. Around the knob the words "TICKLE," "QUICKIE," "MEDIUM," "WOWZER," and "MELTDOWN" had been scribbled with ink in Ted's unmistakable scrawl.
"There are settings?" Booster exclaimed, then took note that the knob's arrow was pointed at "WOWZER."
Ted smiled sheepishly. "Um."
Narrowing his eyes, Booster wiggled the remote at him and smirked. "Tell me more about 'MELTDOWN'..."
Fandom: Justice League
Characters: Booster/Beetle
Prompt: "Lovers."
Word Count: 398
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: Another fic for my Jerry Falwell Porn-A-Thon, which has sorta-kinda ended but can still be added to if you feel like it (hint hint). This one is based not on a quote of his, but on an article I found through a fic (in another fandom). The article is "The 10 Real Reasons Why Geeks Make Better Lovers." And who better to demonstrate than our favorite geek, Ted Kord? However, I'll be posting individual Reasons rather than all of them in one big chunk (because I only have four so far and they're out of order). So here's the first!
{ Part 1 }{ Part 2 }{ Part 3 }{ Part 4 }{ Part 5 }{ Part 6 }{ Part 7 }{ Part 8 }{ Part 9 }{ Part 10 }
1. Geeks build it so you will come
"Here, put this on," Ted told him. So Booster did, fastening the belt around his waist without asking why.
Then Ted told him "Brace yourself," and Booster wished he had asked and was about to when his breath suddenly left him in a surprised gasp. He fell to his knees as his legs liquefied under him. His hands hit the ground in front of him and, despite the wobbly feeling in his arms, Booster was profoundly grateful because they were the only thing keeping him from diving face-first into the carpet.
It was easily the most sudden, unexpected, and intense orgasm he had ever experienced.
"You...couldn't...have warned me?" Booster croaked, too distracted by the pleasure still crackling over the edges of his nerves to muster up any proper indignation.
Ted glanced down at him, jotting a few notes on a pad of paper before sticking the pad in a pocket, and raised an eyebrow. "I said 'brace yourself'."
"You did that on purpose," Booster hissed.
Grinning, Ted squatted down in front of him and reached out to hook a hand around the back of Booster's head. Leaning in, he gave the man a brief kiss.
"Well, I had this prototype insta-gasm machine and I thought, who better to test it on?"
Booster glared at him for a moment, then looked thoughtful. "I get a cut of the profits?"
"And I'd hoped you would take care of marketing and advertisement," Ted said with a pleased smile.
"Deal."
Booster stuck out a hand and Ted had scarcely begun to grasp it when Booster yanked him closer and pinned him, quickly jerking the belt off his own waist and trying to fasten it around Ted's. When Ted realized what he was doing, he started laughing and half-heartedly tried to fight him off.
"It's only fair," Booster panted, laughing a little too, "that you get to try out your own invention."
"You need the remote!"
Groping through Ted's clothing, Booster finally held up a chunk of plastic with a knob and a few buttons on it. Around the knob the words "TICKLE," "QUICKIE," "MEDIUM," "WOWZER," and "MELTDOWN" had been scribbled with ink in Ted's unmistakable scrawl.
"There are settings?" Booster exclaimed, then took note that the knob's arrow was pointed at "WOWZER."
Ted smiled sheepishly. "Um."
Narrowing his eyes, Booster wiggled the remote at him and smirked. "Tell me more about 'MELTDOWN'..."