Ficlet: Too Slow | DCU | Tim/Jaime | R | 1/1
Title: Too Slow
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Tim/Jaime
Rating: R
Word Count: 274
Prompt: from comment_fic - Tim/Jaime, armor
Summary: Jaime can't get Tim out of his armor fast enough.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own everything. I own nothing. Darnit.
Author's Notes: Oh, look! Another new pairing for me! :D This is slightly edited from the original.
Too Slow
By the time they make it back to the Tower after the battle, both Jaime and Tim are buzzing with adrenaline, still high from the fight. This thing between them is still new, but already it's become habit to work off their extra energy together, and today's no different.
They almost don't make it up to Tim's room before Jaime's scarab armor melts away, leaving him naked as he gropes for the clasps in Tim's tunic. But Tim swats at his hands, kicking the door closed behind them, before taking Jaime by the shoulders and steering him back toward the bed.
Jaime falls back with a gasp, leering at his boyfriend from beneath the dark hair falling over his eyes, his fingers itching to get Tim out of his body armor.
"Heh," Tim smirks down at him, working the booby-trapped clasps and catches of his tunic and cape, disarming them quickly. "Patience, Jaime."
"Too slow," Jaime grumbles back, his voice almost a low growl in his throat.
Tim can barely suppress a shiver at the sound of it, and as he slides off his tunic at last and hooks his thumbs in his briefs to pull them off, he smirks again. "Not all of us can have instant-ar--"
But the rest of Tim's comeback is lost as Jaime grabs his now naked boyfriend around the waist and pulls him down onto the bed, silencing him with a deep, wet kiss and pressing them flush together, shoulders to knees.
Tim knows they'll find a way to streamline the process in the future, but for now the suspense makes for positively explosive post-battle sex. And who's he to argue with that?
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Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Tim/Jaime
Rating: R
Word Count: 274
Prompt: from comment_fic - Tim/Jaime, armor
Summary: Jaime can't get Tim out of his armor fast enough.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own everything. I own nothing. Darnit.
Author's Notes: Oh, look! Another new pairing for me! :D This is slightly edited from the original.
Too Slow
By the time they make it back to the Tower after the battle, both Jaime and Tim are buzzing with adrenaline, still high from the fight. This thing between them is still new, but already it's become habit to work off their extra energy together, and today's no different.
They almost don't make it up to Tim's room before Jaime's scarab armor melts away, leaving him naked as he gropes for the clasps in Tim's tunic. But Tim swats at his hands, kicking the door closed behind them, before taking Jaime by the shoulders and steering him back toward the bed.
Jaime falls back with a gasp, leering at his boyfriend from beneath the dark hair falling over his eyes, his fingers itching to get Tim out of his body armor.
"Heh," Tim smirks down at him, working the booby-trapped clasps and catches of his tunic and cape, disarming them quickly. "Patience, Jaime."
"Too slow," Jaime grumbles back, his voice almost a low growl in his throat.
Tim can barely suppress a shiver at the sound of it, and as he slides off his tunic at last and hooks his thumbs in his briefs to pull them off, he smirks again. "Not all of us can have instant-ar--"
But the rest of Tim's comeback is lost as Jaime grabs his now naked boyfriend around the waist and pulls him down onto the bed, silencing him with a deep, wet kiss and pressing them flush together, shoulders to knees.
Tim knows they'll find a way to streamline the process in the future, but for now the suspense makes for positively explosive post-battle sex. And who's he to argue with that?
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