Sweet Intoxication Of Love | By : Amarin Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 2654 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sweet Intoxication Of Love
Tim has never both loved and loathed his life so much.
Kon is kissing him. And he is kissing Kon back.
Kon is kissing him. And it feels so very good.
Kon is kissing him, and it is so very wrong. It isn’t supposed to be like this; not that he’d ever expected it to ever be – even though he’d dreamed about it – but certainly never like this…
It isn’t wrong to be enjoying this, even though part of Tim – the part that sounds like Batman – feels like it should be. It would be wrong to…encourage…this for the sole reason that he wants it.
Wants it so much he can barely even think.
He knows, from Batman’s files, that there are two different kinds of…‘sex pollen’ for lack of a more fitting taxonomy (and because the both of them are created with varying frequency by Poison Ivy). The first type is similar to the stereotypical effects of alcohol: heightened physical and sexual arousal, and a lowering of inhibitions. Under these effects, a person would still be mostly in his or her right mind, just…extremely horny. A person might also, say, approach someone he or she wanted while not influenced by a psychotropic pharmacological construct, but wouldn’t approach while not influenced, because, say, they were afraid of rejection.
Such as Tim approaching Kon, if his and Kon’s positions were reversed.
The second type is more of a drug. It clouds judgment, sometimes wholly removes inhibitions, and basically heightens arousal so much that the person suffering from its effects is beyond all reason. There is a subtype of that specific aphrodisiac that also has the unpleasant side effect of ensuring that unless the afflicted…relieved…the physical affects, they could actually become ill and possibly die. That subtype generally requires another person – or persons – to…heal the afflicted.
While it is entirely possible, nay, even probable, that one could invent antidotes for both of those types of sex pollen, they’d have to be specifically calibrated for each person’s specific biochemistry, and in the ensuing time lost by making the cure… Well, anyone hit by the first type would grow very uncomfortable, and anyone hit by the second would become very sick, and possibly die.
Kon must have been hit by the second type – possibly the second subtype, but he seems rather too coherent – or Tim has no doubt that he would not be the current focus of Kon’s ardor. It makes him sick inside to think that the heart of all his faint hopes and wishes – and near-nightly wet dreams – is coming true in such a way. Kon doesn’t actually want him; he simply needs sex, and Tim is the first person he came across after being hit by the pollen.
Kon breaks off his kisses, finally allowing Tim to breathe, and simultaneously nibbles on his earlobe while removing his tunic. Well, trying to remove it. After a few seconds’ frustration, the half-Kryptonian just gives up and, using his TTK, shreds the armored uniform off of Tim, while leaving his skin in pristine condition.
At least, until Kon gets his lips, tongue, and teeth on it…
Tim lets out an involuntary moan as Kon’s tongue swirls around his bellybutton. No matter how good this feels, Tim knows that Kon wouldn’t be doing any of this if not for the pollen; he wouldn’t want to. Or…would he? This has all the earmarks of a classic Poison Ivy attack – just like the first time they’d worked together, not so long ago – but they’re in the Justice Cave, which is nowhere near Gotham City. Which means…that either Kon-El had been attacked by another villain, or…or…
Tim can’t think with Kon doing whatever-it-is with his tactile TK to Tim’s nipples.
Tim has wanted Kon for…it was easy to want him, and it has become so much a part of him, he can’t remember ever not wanting him. But actually getting the opportunity to have him is…not nearly as easily accepted. Especially considering the circumstances.
With a final nip to his collarbone, Kon moves his attentions back to Tim’s lips. He takes Tim’s mouth in a deep kiss that steals Tim’s breath away. He tastes of oranges and chocolate and white-hot need that shatters Tim to his very core and makes him go weak in the knees.
Tim can’t help but think that for something that isn’t really real, it sure feels like it is.
“God, Rob, I love you,” Kon murmurs in his ear, and Tim’s heart stutters.
‘Want’ is a subjective term, especially in this situation. ‘Need’ is equally as misleading. But love… Maybe he is wrong about what type of pollen Kon had been dosed with. And even if he isn’t…neither of them causes the afflicted to lie like that.
The shadow lifts from Tim’s soul as he realizes that maybe, just maybe, this intoxicant is gifting him with the opportunity to obtain the secret sweet wish of his heart.
“I love you, Kon,” Tim whispers back, and sees those blue blue eyes flash in a smile before Kon goes back to kissing him.
Kon’s, too, apparently.
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