Coffee and Strawberry Ice Cream | By : NekoMalik Category: DC Verse Comics > The Flash Views: 922 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Mark sighed, running his free hand through his dark hair, making a mental note to get a haircut as soon as possible. It was far too hot for how late in the year it was. By all rights the trees should be shedding their leaves by now, but yet it was still warm enough outside to be considered unpleasant. He glanced over at Hartley again, who was busy handing an ice cream cone to a small child. The Pied Piper had bent over to speak with the little girl, and was giving the Weather Wizard rather a nice view of his surprisingly delectable posterior.
“Piper, could you pay attention for more than five seconds, please?” Scowling at the smaller man, the Wizard took a bite out of the cone in his left hand, feeling sticky, melted ice cream dripping down his fingers. Hartley shot him an unreadable look over his shoulder, standing upright as the little orphan ran off to play with her friends, all proudly clutching large ice creams in their sticky little hands. “Mark, as soon as I’m done out here, I’ll give you all the time you need.” The redhead responded, a disarming smile on his lips, and despite himself, despite his protests, the Wizard found he was smiling back. “Alright, but you owe me a-“ Mark stopped mid-sentence, his mouth open and eyes wide in shock as Hartley grabbed his wrist and licked away the sticky, cold trail that had been running down his fingers. His face had changed colour almost immediately, coming rather close to matching the Piper’s hair. “I didn’t know you liked strawberry.” The younger man chirped as he pulled away, moving off to collect more icy treats for those kids who hadn’t been lucky enough to have theirs yet. On shaky legs, the Wizard made his way over to an unoccupied seat, watching the redhead as he completed his self-assigned task of giving every single one of the orphans a sugar rush. Almost an hour and a half later, when the sun finally began to set, Hartley finally sat himself down next to the taller man. Mark’s ice cream, forgotten after the musician’s actions earlier, had long since melted, the cone lying unceremoniously on the path. “It’s been nice having you here today.” The little redhead murmured, leaning forwards slightly on the bench, staring at the floor as he spoke. “The kids seemed fond of you too. Have you ever thought about volunteering? I think you’d be fantastic at it.” Hartley threw the handsome Rogue a gentle smile, his eyes shining as he sat upright and twisted around so he could look the other man in the face, capturing Mark’s attention completely with that small movement and those deep blue eyes. "Look, Piper, I came out here to talk you out of reforming, not to do it myself!" The Wizard chided, glancing away as he found himself just a little too close to the reformed criminal. “Well, the offer still stands if you change your mind.” Piper stood, offering his hand to the other man, that winning smile still firmly in place. Mark ignored the gesture, though still moved to stand, and once again found himself just that little bit too close. “In the mean time, would you like to come back to my place for coffee? It’s not far and I think I owe you one.” The redhead began walking away from the Wizard, a swing in his step, not looking back to see if the dark haired Rogue had decided to follow or not. ‘Coffee’s perfectly innocent, right?’ Mark wondered to himself; Hartley couldn’t possibly mean what he thought he meant...could he? And he certainly hadn’t meant any of the rather delicious scenarios that were currently dancing around inside the Wizard’s mind. “Oh, and I’ve got strawberry ice cream too.” Piper threw back over his shoulder with a laugh and a wink, voice finally betraying that drinks and dessert weren’t all that was on the menu. Mark was after him like a shot, the offer too good to pass up. Coffee, ice cream and a hot little redhead; who in their right mind would say no to that!While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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