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dorksidefikerTITLE: Tommy
AUTHOR:dorksidefiker
FANDOM: X-Men
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Tommy/Victor
TABLE: Table C
PROMPT: 41. Passionate
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: In which Tommy asserts his possession of Victor.
WARNINGS: Slash-tastic.
NOTES: Crossover with Young Avengers.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
Tommy fisted his hand in Victor’s shirt and pulled him halfway across the table, planting a fierce kiss on his lips. Victor grunted in surprise, licking his lips when Tommy let him go, finding the faint taste of Tommy’s chap stick (pineapple) lingering there. “Mine,” the speedster growled, cupping the back of Victor’s neck, sliding his fingers up and down soothingly.
Victor wanted to tell Tommy that what they had seen today was nothing, just a fantasy pulled out of the aether by a two bit illusionist trying to throw them off their game, and that Billy rarely appeared in his thoughts at all. And that anyway, fantasies were perfectly normal and healthy, and it was nothing at all to be worried about.
“All yours, Tommy.”
Tommy planted another passionate kiss on Victor, a desperate and needy and hungry thing. “Damn right.”
“This is getting kinda uncomfortable, Tommy,” Victor pointed out, drumming his fingers on the table.
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dorksidefikerFANDOM: X-Men
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Tommy/Victor
TABLE: Table C
PROMPT: 41. Passionate
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: In which Tommy asserts his possession of Victor.
WARNINGS: Slash-tastic.
NOTES: Crossover with Young Avengers.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
Tommy fisted his hand in Victor’s shirt and pulled him halfway across the table, planting a fierce kiss on his lips. Victor grunted in surprise, licking his lips when Tommy let him go, finding the faint taste of Tommy’s chap stick (pineapple) lingering there. “Mine,” the speedster growled, cupping the back of Victor’s neck, sliding his fingers up and down soothingly.
Victor wanted to tell Tommy that what they had seen today was nothing, just a fantasy pulled out of the aether by a two bit illusionist trying to throw them off their game, and that Billy rarely appeared in his thoughts at all. And that anyway, fantasies were perfectly normal and healthy, and it was nothing at all to be worried about.
“All yours, Tommy.”
Tommy planted another passionate kiss on Victor, a desperate and needy and hungry thing. “Damn right.”
“This is getting kinda uncomfortable, Tommy,” Victor pointed out, drumming his fingers on the table.