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Collateral Damage	By : defying3reason Category: DC Verse Comics > Green Lantern Views: 1529 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Two
So he'd had sex with Ollie's missing ward. No matter how many times Hal ran over it in his mind, he couldn't make it less horrifying. Simple repetition should have at least dulled the shock by now, but no. He'd had sex with Ollie's missing teenage ward.
On the plus side, at least now he knew how old the teen actually was. Roy Harper was turning seventeen next month. Another year after that and he'd even be legal.
At least his friendship with Barry was salvageable. Hal was reasonably sure he wasn't in love with his best friend anymore (if he ever had been), but now his friendship with Ollie was good and firmly tanked.
How could he have gone through with it? Even if Roy hadn't been connected to Ollie, there would have been someone in his life that cared about him. Some concerned relative who didn't need to find out their teenage charge was sleeping with strange men for money. He really thought he should tell Ollie, but the guy was going through enough right then, what with finding out Roy was using drugs (which was a shock for Hal too, and he was grateful Roy had insisted on using a condom).
He got Roy's address from Ollie under the pretense of checking up on him, seeing how he was taking to being clean. Ollie had thanked him profusely, grateful to have a friend who wanted to help him through this. "He won't talk to me. I've just been getting everything through Dinah. Man Hal, I coulda lost him. It would've been so easy. He could have OD'd any damn day while I was gone running around playing hero without him."
"Ollie, you didn't know."
"I should have though. Just, look, if he'll talk to you, let him know I'm sorry, okay? And…tell me if he's not okay, will you?"
"I promise Ollie."
And that's how he ended up in a neat, modernist looking apartment complex for what was sure to be one of the most awkward experiences of his life.
Roy's new place was on the eighth floor, so Hal took the elevator up. The building was undoubtedly nice, definitely a step up from how the kid had been living when Hal had met him, but there was something cold and, just...off about the place. For one thing, Hal hadn't bumped into a single neighbor or visitor in the lobby, and he didn't see anyone in the hallway leading to Roy's apartment. He'd been hooked up with the place by some guy named Jupiter, who was financing the newest incarnation of the Titans.
Meaning Ollie wasn't involved. Roy didn't seem to need him for anything anymore.
Roy answered the door wearing low riding sweatpants and nothing else. Hal's eyes raked him over before he could stop himself. He looked different from the last time Hal had seen him. He'd gotten a hair cut (which was too bad, the longer hair had looked good on him). He was paler, thinner, but carrying himself defensively, with an undercurrent of vivacious energy.
It was faded, but the barest bit of the hickey Hal had given him was still visible.
"Hey. Figured you'd be around sooner or later."
"Don't you think we should talk?" Hal asked. Roy's eyes were like ice. He stepped aside to let Hal into an immaculately clean and impersonal little apartment. The room he was standing in was both living room and kitchenette, and there were two doors, presumably to a bedroom and a bathroom.
Hal sat down on the firm couch while Roy disappeared into the bedroom to grab a shirt. He returned a moment later and sat down on his coffee table facing Hal. "So…does Ollie know?"
"Do you wanna tell him?" Hal asked pointedly. Roy snorted, dropping his ice mask for a moment.
"Hell no. I don't think he ever needs to know. He, uh, already feels bad enough about me using. And I wanted him to feel bad, but…I think enough's enough."
Hal nodded. "Good. Is it really his fault, what happened?"
"Course it is! Who the fuck takes in an orphan and then ditches him out of the blue to go on a fucking road trip?" Roy snapped, the anger coming on so suddenly Hal didn't know what to make of it. "He knows I've got abandonment issues, so either he's just that fucking stupid and selfish or he wanted to see how crazy he could drive me and how self destructive I could get! The heroin was for that. And the hooking was…I didn't have a choice. He didn't leave me any money or food, just a fucking bag of beer cans to cash in. We were getting evicted. I had to find a place to live and get my own food and everything, and I managed. So I'm not a total fuck up."
"I'm really sorry Roy."
"For what? For my situation or taking advantage of it?" Roy asked. He wiped at his eyes, and let out a bitter laugh. "Don't worry about it. I lied about my age and you had no idea who I was. If prostitution weren't illegal, you wouldn't have really done anything wrong."
"I knew it was wrong and I still…"
"Succumbed to my wily charms?" Roy wriggled his eyebrows. Hal snorted.
"This is supposed to be serious."
"I've been dealing with a lot of serious lately. I'm kinda done. Can't we just leave it at we had a little fun together that we don't need to tell Ollie about and let it go?"
Hal gritted his teeth and just pushed it out. "I hurt you."
"No you didn't."
"I took advantage of you."
"Kind of. I didn't know who you were either, and if I'd met you at a bar some other night I totally would have hit on you." Roy smiled self consciously. "You're kinda hot."
"I know, but-"
"Dude! You're not supposed to say 'I know' when someone says that!"
Hal smiled. "Well I am hot. The point is, what I did was still wrong. And I'm sorry."
"Apology accepted, if it'll get you to stop brooding. Look, Hal…I had fun. So we don't need to make a big thing of it, okay?"
Hal stared at Roy, scrutinizing him. "You don't have to lie about it anymore. It was my first time trying anything with a man. I couldn't have been that good."
"I'm already getting envious of the guys who get to sleep with you when you're experienced," Roy returned. "You were good, I promise. I considered that to be one hell of a night. Free room, I made a ridiculous amount of money, and I got to sleep with a really hot, adorable closet case. It was fun. Kinda wish you weren't friends with my mentor."
"Yeah, no kidding."
Roy gave him an appraising look. "Kay, did not expect to hear that from the Green Lantern."
Hal shrugged. "Seems pretty pointless to deny the chemistry. I like you Roy. I want to see you get better, so stay off the damn drugs."
Roy mock saluted him. "Yes sir. Come on dude, that's not even an issue anymore." Hal gave him a pointed look, and after a moment Roy visibly deflated under the scrutiny. Some vulnerability made it through his arrogant facade. "I just…I was depressed. I am doing better now though."
"Really?"
"Yes really! I've been spending more time with the Titans and Ollie's girlfriend is actually really chill. So I've got a better peer group."
"Mm. They only encourage the self-destructive tendencies directly related to costumed adventuring, right?" Hal joked.
Roy rolled his eyes. "Yeah, pretty much. Look, heroin lost a lot of the appeal when my best friend OD'ed. And I promise I was always careful. I never shared needles or anything, so, so you're clean."
"I didn't come here about that." Though it had crossed his mind. He'd gotten a blood test just to be sure, which was probably just a good idea in general even only considering his heterosexual activity.
"Well why are you here Hal?" Roy asked. "I'm fine, you're...undamaged, and, well, what else?" He looked straight at Hal, all youth, and the vulnerability was still there, but there was something else. There was some hope in those pretty green eyes.
Hal swallowed. He'd forgotten why he was there too. "Ollie thinks I'm checking up on you as a favor to him."
"Oh." Roy glanced down at his hands. "So it's about him?"
"No, that's just how I got your address. Roy, I don't know what to say. I'm here because I thought I should see you."
"You said you like me. That we have chemistry."
"You're sixteen."
"How old are you?" Roy asked.
Hal narrowed his eyes. "Illegal."
"Yeah, because we've both shown the utmost respect for the law so far," Roy returned with a cocky grin. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and in the process invading Hal's personal space.
Hal couldn't help smiling back at him, even though he knew it wasn't going to help him plead his case. "We're supposed to be superheroes. We're not supposed to break laws."
"Like due process? What about breaking and entering?"
"You're really frustrating, you know that?"
"Then you should let me frustrate you in the fun way," he said with a wink.
Hal bit back a sigh of exasperation. Why had he thought this was a good idea again? He'd already been pulled to this kid when it was just a bad idea to get close to him; now that he knew how bad an idea it was he wanted Roy even more. Not only was he gorgeous and clever (and talented in the sack, which never hurt), he was also strong in a way he didn't seem to be aware of.
Roy might actually have a will to match Hal's, if he could give up drugs cold turkey. Not to mention looking after himself after his guardian had taken off.
Roy was leaning forward so much that their faces were very close together. Hal could feel Roy's exhalations against his skin. He licked his suddenly dry lips, tempted to lean forward that extra little bit and close the distance between them.
Instead, like the responsible adult he wished he felt like, he got up and walked towards the door. Roy caught up to him and grabbed his arm. "Hey, don't go! I'll lay off the flirting. I can behave, I promise."
Hal regarded him with wry amusement. "I somehow doubt that."
"Well I'll try." He did sound like he meant that, at least.
Hal stroked a hand down the side of Roy's face. "You're getting your life back together. Do you really think a fling with an older man will help that along? I like you Roy. I like you way too much to hurt you."
"You won't." Roy put a hand over Hal's, holding it in place against his skin. "I don't let people hurt me anymore."
"Roy..."
Roy grabbed Hal's wrist, the fingers of his other hand sliding between Hal's and guiding them towards his mouth. He could feel himself getting excited.
Now would be an excellent time to pull away and finish walking for that door.
"Will you still be around when I'm eighteen?" Roy asked. "Because I really don't wanna take any chances on that." Then he sucked Hal's index and middle finger into his oh-so-talented mouth, reminding Hal's lower regions exactly how great that mouth had felt on his cock, and making it almost impossible to think rationally.
Ollie would kill him if he found out.
But they'd already done this once...
"You really suck, you know that kid?"
Hal pulled his hand away from Roy's mouth, pressed his back against the door (he'd almost made it!) and kissed him hard, tongue teasing against Roy's the way he'd just been teasing Hal's fingers. Roy moaned, going limp and pliable against Hal's demanding body. His teeth were scraping against Roy's lips, but he didn't give it much thought until he tasted a coppery tang mingling with the kid's own flavor (so maybe he'd dreamt about kissing Roy a couple times since they'd parted ways). Hal broke the kiss and stared at him.
He was panting, chest rising and falling rapidly against Hal's. There was a healthy flush to his too damn pale skin, and his lower lip was bleeding.
Hal had never felt dirtier for being so turned on before.
Roy closed his eyes and clung to Hal, burying his face in the crook of his neck. "Please don't leave," he whispered.
"I already tried that plan. It didn't work." He tilted Roy's face up and kissed him again, gentler this time. He sucked the abused lower lip and ran his tongue over the cut, soothing it. Roy's embrace became a little less desperate, and once Roy seemed reassured that he wasn't going to take off on him he pulled away a little, keeping one arm around the teen while his other stroked Roy's face. "So what, we going to do this against your front door?"
Roy smirked. "We could. That'd be kinda hot." He trailed one bare foot up Hal's leg, toes getting under his jeans and rubbing against his bare skin. Hal's cock throbbed painfully in his damn jeans, and he wanted them off ASAP.
"That'd be very hot, but I'm not sure how your neighbors'd feel about it." It seemed like a really bad idea to put on a show, even if it was only an auditory one. "You do have a bed, don't you?"
Roy sighed, but nodded and pulled Hal towards his bedroom. Hal followed after, molding his body right back to Roy's as soon as they were at the doorway. He was planning on pushing Roy onto the bed and getting right back to groping, but he couldn't help a start of surprise when Roy turned the lights on.
He had to turn the lights on even though it was the middle of the day, because the bedroom was basically a windowless cell. Everything in it was a dull grey, including the bed. The thing was a hard little block of mattress and sheets that might be able to comfortably sleep a ten year old if they didn't move around too much. It couldn't have been comfortable for Roy and would certainly not fit two healthy, athletic males.
Hal arched an eyebrow.
"I think Mr. Jupiter thinks I'm a slut," Roy said. "It's the only explanation I've got. I'm the only one with a bedroom designed to deter company."
"You're also the only one having a tryst with an older man. Jupiter might have a point."
"Hey, I'm the only one we know of, okay? I wouldn't be at all surprised if Robin-"
"Let's not go there," Hal said, cutting him off. They all made the jokes about Bruce and his little leggy sidekick (as long as everyone was absolutely sure Bruce couldn't hear them), but frankly there was nothing sexy about fish scale man panties and Hal did not need those mental images at the moment.
He took another look at the bed, appraising it while mining through his past experiences for some position that wouldn't kill their backs.
"You've got a couch," Hal finally said, admitting defeat on the bed.
Roy pulled away when Hal tried to lead him back to the living room. "The couch isn't that much better than the bed. C'mere, I've got a better idea."
Hal followed Roy to the other door which, as he'd thought, went to the bathroom.
The bathroom was gigantic, and included a sizable bathtub with an elaborate massaging showerhead that detached. Hal gaped at the room in open mouthed wonder.
"See, the thing about Jupiter is he's got a lot of good intentions, but he doesn't think things through," Roy explained. "He thought we'd need good sized tubs for cleaning off our injuries and then soaking our sore muscles after all our training and crimefighting. Which is true. But I've theorized that this is probably an excellent place to fuck."
Hal nodded. "You might be right about that."
Roy stripped off his shirt and tossed it back into the living room. "Gonna help me find out?"
"Oh absolutely."
Hal hastily tore his clothes off while Roy started the shower. He was reaching a hand in to feel the water when Hal grabbed him around the waist, climbed in, and pulled Roy after him. He pressed the laughing teen against him, loving the way Roy's smooth skin felt under his hands with the added slide of warm water.
"I'm still wearing my pants!" Roy said with a laugh.
"Easily remedied." Hal slid down Roy's body, placing open mouthed kisses along his chest, and pulled the wet fabric down to Roy's knees. He stopped there, since he was eye level with Roy's hard cock. It was distracting.
Roy backed up until he was balanced on a ledge in the tiled wall. 'Maybe we should look for hidden cameras', Hal thought. There was no way this Jupiter guy could give a teenager a bathroom designed like that and expect them to only clean their injuries. Besides that Roy Harper naked, wet and hard was a work of art. A man would have to be insane not to want a peek at that.
Roy stroked his hands through Hal's damp hair, urging him on. Taking the hint, Hal settled between his legs and took Roy in his mouth. The first time he'd done this he'd barely gotten a chance to start before Roy had demanded to be fucked. He was determined to take his time with this second opportunity, because one thing Hal had discovered about himself was that he very much liked having a cock in his mouth.
He sucked slowly, not moving much and savoring the sensations. Roy gasped, digging his fingers into Hal's scalp and wiggling his hips, wordlessly asking him to pick up the pace. Hal gripped the base of the Roy's erection and squeezed him as his head bobbed up and down. He slid a hand under Roy's knee, extracting that leg from the tangled mess of his sweatpants, and then hooked it over his back so he could slide lower, closer, taking more of Roy into his mouth. At that point he had to move his hand out of the way.
Hal thought he was doing pretty good considering he'd never really done this before. Roy wasn't exactly modest in the size department, but there were ginger curls tickling his nose. He moved rapidly, seeing how fast he could go while still sucking Roy that far down his throat and really getting into it, loving the sounds his lover was making.
Hal couldn't help but wonder why so many girls complained about doing this. Then Roy let out a particularly loud whine as he came, and Hal's mouth was suddenly uncomfortably full of cock, cum and saliva.
He'd never tasted cum before. That was something he was going to have to get used to. Whatever, he was willing to acquire that particular taste.
Hal spit into the bottom of the tub and wiped his chin with his hand. Roy let out a breathy laugh. "The look on your face when I...when I came..."
"Oh shut up," Hal grumbled.
"You get used to it," Roy assured him. He pulled Hal up off his knees and into a hungry kiss, tasting himself in Hal's mouth. "I'll help you with that."
"God I hope so."
Hal straddled Roy, whose hands had wound through his hair again. They leisurely kissed for a few minutes, basking in each other's presence as Roy came down from his orgasm. Hal, however, was desperately hard at this point and his body was unwilling to gently cuddle with the beautiful young man for much longer.
As if he were psychic, Roy wrapped a hand around Hal's cock and started pumping him. His hand felt so good. Everything about this was good, and his brain was nicely dazed, not thinking about consequences beyond fantastic fucking orgasms. He wanted it to last forever.
They were both startled by a loud pounding on the front door.
Roy squeezed Hal so hard it actually hurt, and he cried out.
"Sorry," Roy hissed. He put his hands on Hal's waist and pushed, but Hal was too distracted to get the point and move. "Y'wanna get up so I can answer that and tell whoever it is to go fuck off?"
"Sorry. Y-yeah, of course." Hal unsteadily clambored off of Roy's lap and sat down on the ledge of the tub. Roy turned the shower off and grabbed a towel.
"Keep quiet. I'll be right back." He wrapped the towel around his waist and then went out into the main room.
The walls were pretty thin for such a new building, Hal thought with a scowl. He could hear every sound as Roy crossed the room and opened the door. "Yeah, what is i-Ollie?"
"Hey kiddo...can we talk?"
Hal bit back a groan and buried his face in his hands.
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