Jungle Paradise in Bobby's Room
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katleeptWorking Title: Jungle Paradise in Bobby's Room
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: X-Men
Character/Pairing: Bank (Beast/Iceman)
Rating: R/M
Challenge:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
comicdrabbles: #92: Closet
Warning(s): Slash, Established Relationship, Silly Humor
Word Count: 257
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Marvel Comics and Disney, not the author, and are used without permission.
He was so weary by the time he reached his bedroom that all he wanted to do was sprawl across his bed, but he forced himself on to his closet as he stripped. He left his clothes where they landed, but when he opened his closet to throw his wet boots in, he was startled to have a big, blue bundle of fur roll out of the closet. He came at him so suddenly that Bobby didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't a cry of, "I vant to suck your dick!", in a pitiful Romanian accent.
Hank grabbed his lover's arms, lifting him and swinging him through the air. Bobby was already laughing hysterically when Hank pounced them both into their often shared bed. His fingers clutched his soft, blue fur. It felt like velvet tonight, and Hank smelled of Jungle Paradise and twinkies. He must have luxuriated in the tub for some time after getting home from his own mission to be this pleasantly fragrant.
Bobby himself was a mess, but Hank didn't care as he covered his mostly bare body in passionate kisses and quickly helped him to shed the rest of his clothes. Bobby had been exhausted, but he came quickly to life again underneath Hank's unique, loving care. He forgot all about sleep; his bed was needed for an entirely different reason. After all, he couldn't possibly say "no" to a fake Vampire covered in blue, velvety fur, especially when said Vampire was the most genuine lover he'd ever had.
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: X-Men
Character/Pairing: Bank (Beast/Iceman)
Rating: R/M
Challenge:
comicdrabbles: #92: ClosetWarning(s): Slash, Established Relationship, Silly Humor
Word Count: 257
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Marvel Comics and Disney, not the author, and are used without permission.
He was so weary by the time he reached his bedroom that all he wanted to do was sprawl across his bed, but he forced himself on to his closet as he stripped. He left his clothes where they landed, but when he opened his closet to throw his wet boots in, he was startled to have a big, blue bundle of fur roll out of the closet. He came at him so suddenly that Bobby didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't a cry of, "I vant to suck your dick!", in a pitiful Romanian accent.
Hank grabbed his lover's arms, lifting him and swinging him through the air. Bobby was already laughing hysterically when Hank pounced them both into their often shared bed. His fingers clutched his soft, blue fur. It felt like velvet tonight, and Hank smelled of Jungle Paradise and twinkies. He must have luxuriated in the tub for some time after getting home from his own mission to be this pleasantly fragrant.
Bobby himself was a mess, but Hank didn't care as he covered his mostly bare body in passionate kisses and quickly helped him to shed the rest of his clothes. Bobby had been exhausted, but he came quickly to life again underneath Hank's unique, loving care. He forgot all about sleep; his bed was needed for an entirely different reason. After all, he couldn't possibly say "no" to a fake Vampire covered in blue, velvety fur, especially when said Vampire was the most genuine lover he'd ever had.
The End
