Thread: X-Men Evolved

Raising a blonde brow, Bobby snorted, You want it to be? I'm good, Peter held up both hands. Getting spoiled is weird, honestly. Good, cause I don't have the money that Wade has. The spider shook his head. Please. Like I need that. He held up an arm, a nice looking watch on his wrist. This thing cost so much I can't even say it out loud. And Wade just keeps buying me more. I hate it. Who needs fifteen watches? Wow, that's insane, Bobby whistled low. That's not even the worst. There's a race horse out there named 'Spiderman's True Love'. Guess who owns it. Well, you do not have my envy, sir, Bobby sighed as he started to undo his bowtie. Shit, no point in this. You're not going back tonight? Peter checked. That bow tie looked cute on you. Bobby shook his head, I'll deal with the aftermath. There'll always be one next year. He nearly chucked the tie across the room as he started to unbutton his shirt. The spider's eyebrows raised. Oh it's gonna be that kind of night, huh? he teased. The blonde looked to the other, shimmying off the material down his shoulders, What kind of night? Uh, Peter blushed lightly, not prepared to explain his joke, never mind. Bobby snorted, standing up again and walking to his hamper. He tossed his shirt in and slipped off his belt as he started to undo his pants. This time Peter kept his mouth shut, just watching. Unlike him, Bobby had been dressed up and was probably just changing into something more comfortable. It wasn't like he was getting naked for Peter, or anything. Dropping his pants into the hamper, the iceman walked over to his drawers to pull out a pair of basketball shorts. He slipped them on and once more joined Peter on his bed. He was beaming for some reason as he stretched his arms above his head before falling back and sighing as he hit the mattress. Comfy? Peter smiled, appreciating the blonde's naked torso. Yeah, the blonde wiggled into the sheets a little, smiling. Relaxed and all that shit. I never get this place to myself. You're still not alone, the spider reminded him with a cheeky grin. Iceman looked at the other lazily, You know what I mean. Yeah I do. Man, it is silent. With everyone at the dance, it really was unbelievably quiet in the mansion. If Wade was around he'd probably suggest they fill the silence, and Peter smirked at the thought. What? Bobby caught the look on the other's face. What are you smirking for? The brunette shook his head. Just... Wade's gotten to me. I'm starting to think like him. It's terrifying. With a sigh, the blonde nodded, I feel that. Which means... you're thinking what I'm thinking. Almost hesitant, Bobby replied, Do you want me to be thinking what you're thinking? I... don't know, Peter responded just as hesitantly. Do you? Running a hand through his hair, Bobby sighed, I never...thought of men the way...we interact with Wade. But...I asked him once...if maybe...you might wanna...you know. Peter blushed deeply, looking away. Yeah, I know. He said you want to... Bobby didn't move from his spot, Do you...? Do you? Well, it matters most if you want to. Dude. Peter gestured to all of Bobby laid at before him. Who would say 'no' to this? Bobby blushed, Holy shit. What? the spider blinked at him. Nothing, um, blue eyes flickered away for a second before back at Peter. He patted his lap, Hop on? Uh... In Peter's mind, the blonde skipped a few steps, but he didn't have any reason to say 'no'. So, with a mental shrug, he moved to straddle Bobby's lap. Hesitantly splaying his fingers over the other's taunt stomach, he tried to joke, You're not gonna freeze on me, are you? Hands flexing, the blonde gripped Peter's thighs, rubbing them gently as he replied, Nah. I think you're good. I've.... I've only ever done this with Wade, Peter admitted, maybe a little nervous, as he trailed fingers around the curves of Bobby's abs. Same, Bobby breathed as his fingers slipped through the younger's belt loops. Great, so neither of us know what we're doing? he chuckled nervously, trying to lighten the mood. That's not true, Bobby smiled up. I have some experience topping and you have some experience on the bottom. Yeah, Peter nodded slowly. More than some, if we're being honest, he gave a cheeky grin. Bend down, the blonde insisted. Lemme kiss you. His grin grew and he complied obediently. Peter leaned over the blonde, bracing an arm above Bobby's head. Slowly, Bobby let his lips mesh with Peter's as he dragged his hands up the younger's sides. They stopped at the back of his neck and he sifted his fingers through dark tresses. A soft hand rested against Bobby's cheek as Peter kissed back eagerly, consciously matching the other's slow pace. For some reason, this gave him butterflies. The blonde swiped his tongue across Peter's lips, chuckling as he pulled his mouth away, Take your shirt off. You sure move fast, Peter smirked. He kissed and suckled on Bobby's bottom lip as his hands worked to pull his shirt over his head, succeeding after a few seconds. Think so? Bobby queried as he took in the boy's physique. I think I just want to take my time and touch you. Just go easy on the ice, Peter grinned. Because that sounds fucking fantastic. A tip frosting over, Bobby reached up and nudged one of Peter's perked buds, Like this? Hooo! Godthat'scold! Peter's nails dug into Bobby's chest as his eyes shot open wide. Heh, yeah like that. Licking his own lips, Bobby dragged the finger down and hooked under the brunette's waistband. Want me to take them off? he offered. Bobby shrugged, Are your nipples sensitive? Why don't you find out? the brunette smirked. Slipping his hands about Peter's waist, Bobby hoisted him up and guided him to craw a bit forwards. The blonde instructed the the brunette to come down close so Bobbu could still lie on his back while he suckled one of the rosebuds. His hands went to work on the other's button and zipper, trying to shimmy the material off his hips. In mere seconds Peter was panting overtop Bobby. One arm still bracing himself, he used his other hand to help the blonde get his jeans off. He silently cursed the skinny jean trend, hips lifting and squirming as he tried to work the clothing off without pulling himself from between Bobby's lips. Bobby's suckling was teasingly light as he yanked down. The jeans ending at Peter's knees and the younger's underwear caught at his thighs. Fumbling blindly, the blonde searched to the spider's member. Fuck, Drake, Peter groaned. He was already rock hard, just from his nipples being played with. Slow down, he panted. In response, Bobby slowly tugged on the bud he was teasing with his teeth. His hands coming up to the boy's bare abdomen and sliding down to carress his V. Shit, the brunette hissed softly, gritting his teeth. He dragged a hand up to Bobby's chest, finding a nipple and pinching harshly in retaliation. Bobby's hips twitched as he mewled around the bud in his mouth. He pulled away and arched his back, near pleading, Again, harder. Damn, Drake, Peter grinned, catching his breath. He did as Bobby asked, twisting the peak that was pinched his fingers. And I thought I was sensitive. Hips trembling beneath the brunette, Bobby moaned before reaching up and taking the neglected but into his mouth, his suction hard and hastened. Peter whimpered, settling his hips against Bobby's, holding him still and pressing them both together. His fingernails dug sharply into the blonde's areola as he groaned, feeling the other's heat against his thigh. Cold hands slipped to cup and squeeze firm cheeks as Bobby ground upwards. Groaning, he gasped around the bud as his fingers spread massaged the young man just as Wade had done to him countless times. Jerking away from Bobby's cold touch, Peter forced their hips together without meaning to. He exhaled slowly, repeating the action. Forehead against the mattress, he pressed his lips to Bobby's forehead and braced himself to push back against the blonde's fingers. A muffled Under the pillow slipped from Bobby as he started to roll his hips against Peter's. The spider slipped started to slip a hand under the pillow above them when a shooting pain lodged itself in the base of his skull. We... are going to be in so much trouble, he breathed, freezing in place. Huh? was all the blonde could hum as he craned his neck to see what the other was talking about. Is it empty? Peter didn't even have a chance to answer before the door to Bobby's bedroom opened. Wade strolled in casually, a massive grin plastered on his face as he had correctly guessed what his two play toys would be up to. Petey, he scolded in a teasing tone, you started without me? Bad boy. Bobby sighed. Great. He wanted to do this himself. Damn it. --- The night was getting longer and no one mentioned how one particular chaperone had gone missing. Near the snacks, Hank strolled up to Kurt, inquiring, How are you tonight, my friend? Wade landed a sharp smack on Peter's ass, causing the youngest man to jump and grind himself against Bobby. Well don't stop on my account, Blondie. You looked like you had him going pretty good. --- Honestly? Kurt sighed. Disappointed. Trying not to scowl, Bobby squeezed Peter close and encouraged him, Go on. Get it. He was starting to have fun with Parker on his own. Damn. --- Sympathizing, Hank kept a smile, Is there nothing I can do that will help your mood? Blushing hard, Peter was thankful that neither of the men could see his face at the moment. Of course he had known that this was Wade's goal, but now that it was actually happening? Listen to him, Petey, the merc purred, sliding a hand over one of the spider's exposed cheeks. Peter gulped but quickly found the bottle of lube under Bobby's pillow and put it in the blonde's hand. Bobby swatted Wade's hand before receiving the lubricant. He thanked Peter before asking him, Take it. Open it and poor it on my palm and fingers. Wade chuckle at the blonde's attitude, but miraculously remainded quiet. Peter was also silent as he did what Bobby instructed. He brushed the thumb of his empty hand over the other's nipple, back and forth. Bobby squirmed, whimpering slightly. He reached back around Peter, spreading a cheek and sliding slicked fingers down the spider's tailbone until they found the puckered flesh, thrusting a finger inside. Peter gasped, the sharp intake of breath morphing into a strangled whine and his fingers dug into Bobby's ribs. Jesus, Drake, he hissed, clenching around the blonde's finger as he moved his hips, trying to adjust to the intrusion. --- Danke, but I don't zink so. The tailed mutant attempted a smile. Don't vorry about me, Hank. I am just being selfish. He turned back to watching Laura and Deimos, who had been together all night. Bobbu chuckled as he wormed his finger about, a second finger teasing the entryway, Bobby Drake, actually. Jesus Drake is a distant cousin. --- However, almost like that, Deimos stopped, said something to Laura and parted ways with her, heading out the door. Oh, dear, Hank frowned. What is he up to? Peter still had the presence of mind to snort a laugh at the blonde's bad joke. He opened his mouth to make a snarky comeback, but merely mewled instead when Wade reached over and pinched a swollen bud. --- Kurt's expression immitated the other's as he watched the teen leave. Bazroom? he suggested. Slipping the second digit, Bobby clamped his mouth over the other nipple, suckling and suckling, rolling his tongue around and teeth teasing edges. --- We'll give him a few minutes, Hank sighed. He was hoping the boy wasn't going to skip out on the last dance. The spider whined desperately, slowly fucking himself on Bobby's fingers while a hand tangled in blonde hair. His breath was coming hard as Wade rolled the peak between his fingers, the merc's other hand squeezing at his ass, occasionally pulling him wider for Bobby. --- Kurt nodded, quiet. He was ready for the night to be over. Without Lucille, it just wasn't fun. Not this year. --- Cassie never did find Logan. Forge had asked if she'd be so kind as to grab him a snack and drink, so of course she did. The rest of the night she'd gotten sidetracked, chatting with students, dancing with Rogue and Kitty, and just having fun. But the kids were starting to get tired and the party was winding down so the woman decided to slip behind the curtain where her fianc had supposedly been all night. Bobby rotated his fingers within the brunette. Making a scissoring motion to encourage his anus to loosen. Meanwhile, as Wade held the younger open for him, he slipped his other hand down and slowly started to stroke the young man's erection. Giving several slides of his hand before he pressed a finger hard where the scrotum met the base of the penis and giving a light drop in temperature with his touch. --- Logan was almost startled by the young woman. He sighed at the sight of her before lighting a cigar. Hey, Lassie. Ah! The spider bent in on himself, body reflexively trying to fold at the middle. He clenched hard around Bobby's fingers, hole fluttering when it couldn't close. Cold, Peter whined pathetically, before swallowing and trying to regain control of himself. Fucking cold, he ground out, voice back to normal. --- Hey yourself, the woman smiled easily. Why've you been hiding all night? Cassandra purred, sliding up to him. Smirking, Bobby jabbed his fingers in further and crooked just right to hit that bundle of nerves. He gripped Peter's cock and jerked it once before simultaneously freezing his tips inside the boy and freezing his lips around the bud keeping his mouth hot for the contrast. --- Taking a puff of his cigar, the man shrugged, Just feeling antsy. Peter came. Suddenly, unexpectedly, and with a flat-out scream, he coated Bobby's stomach in hard spurts. Wade laughed loudly, looking astounded as he rubbed a soothing hand over the spider boy's back. Blondie, that was awesome! --- 'Bout what? Cassie inquired, looping an arm around one of Logan's, still flashing the man a killer smile. Adding a third finger to continue stretching the youngest male in the room, the blonde replied, At least someone appreciates my talents. --- Logan sighed, keeping Cassandra close as he grumbled, These kids are even hornier than last year. It's a cesspool and my sense of smell is going crazy. Hell yeah, Wade grinned. He was loving this. That might've been a new record for you, Petey. Peter's entire body was trembling as he panted, Drake, please.... God. I- I need a break. --- Gross, Cassie giggled, leaning into him. But can you really expect any less? I'm gonna break you if I don't do this Parker, Bobby placed a kiss along the brunette's adam's apple. You don't know this, but I'm bigger than Wade. --- All right, Hank sighed. I should go look for him. Since he isn't back yet... --- I've been back here hoping my cigars could block them out, the wolverine snarled his explanation. Now, I'm on my last one. No, no, no, no, the spider whined, more in reaction to the fingers that continued to prod at his overly sensitive hole than Bobby's words. It's true, Petey, Wade smirked, still petting the young man. And you're gonna look so good impaled on Blondie's thick cock. He leaned down to place gentle kisses along the other's spine. I've got the best view in the house, too. --- Wait. Kurt stood up straighter, tail curling in excitement as a girl came in through the main doors. Look. --- Perfect timing, then. Party's just about over. Hey, Parker, Bobby purred up, think you can lube me up so I can slide in easier? --- Dressed in dark blue and hair up in a messy bun, Lucille stepped into the room. Her cheeks were flushed and she was visibly nervous with her arms crossed in front of her. Well, I'll be, Hank smiled at the sight. --- Not soon enough. With a shaky inhale, Peter nodded. While Wade reached around to slide off the blonde's shorts, he scooped up his come from Bobby's abdomen with one hand and spread it over the man's prick. The spider expertly worked his fist around Bobby, smoothing his palm over the head every three strokes. He had no doubt been trained by Wade. Despite the involuntary jerks of his body every time he did so, Peter started to press back against Bobby's fingers, meeting every thrust. --- Kurt's grin was huge. He wanted to port over and scoop Lucille up in his arms, but he knew he couldn't. Not taking golden eyes off of her, he asked Hank, Do you zink I vould be breaking ze rules if I danced with her? --- Oh, shush, Cassie teased, giving his arm a squeeze. Would I be able to take your mind off it? Bobby mewled, adding a fourtb finger and bidding the other, Kiss me, Parker. --- Undountedly, Hank replied, but he knew what to do. He placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder, Just wait one moment my friend. And, the beast made his way to the curtain where he knew the headmaster was hiding. Peeking through, he noticed Cassie and called out as he approached them, I'm sorry, am I interrupting something? Peter obliged, dipping his head to claim the blonde's lips and kissing him softly, a surprise considering how desperately he was fucking himself onto Bobby's fingers. Hey, Blondie, dare ya to fit your whole hand in, Wade smirked and he removed Peter's pants and boxers completely. --- Logan just grunted in response. Cassie, however, gave Beast a welcoming smile. Not at all. I was just trying to get this sour puss on the dance floor. Iceman meshed his mouth with the spider's. He hummed, You taste so good, Pete. Ignoring Wade, he retracted his fingers and curled his knees to give Peter better support. Can you sit yourself? Bobby inquired between kisses. --- Actually, the dance floor was what I wanted to talk to Logan about, Hank admitted. Ms. Riggs has joined us and...seeing as she has practically graduated and the last month is just a formality, would you be willing to allow Kurt to share the last dance with her? Peter whimpered but nodded, Yeah. He pushed himself with one arm to sit up, other hand around Bobby to line him up. Can I? he breathed. --- Cassie gasped excitedly, squeezing Logan's arm. Now way! Oh, you have to let them, she begged. The headmaster only hesitated for a moment before bobbing his head once. Yeah, fine. Bobby nodded, licking his lips, Do it, Pete. --- Hank beamed, Than- However, he was interrupted by an indigo spy. Kurt had followed him and rejoiced at the answer. He ran up to Logan, wrapping his arms about his friend and placing a chaste kiss to his cheek, Danke schn, mein fruende. And, Kurt ported out to the dance floor, just in time for Forge to introduce the last dance. Biting his lip, Peter inched himself down until Bobby had breeched him and then stilled. Hands on the blonde's chest, he forced him self down at an excruciatingly slow pace, breathing hard with the effort. Wade was kneeling on the floor at the end on the bed, his hands spreading Peter's cheeks as far as he could. You look amazing like this, Petey, the merc murmured, taking in the sight before him with wide eyes. --- Hank laughed heartily, not only at Kurt's reaction but also at the face Logan made at the unexpected affection. He also thanked the Headmaster before slipping back out, going to look for Ororo. Cassie bounced on the balls of her feet, heels clicking against the floor, as she clung to her fianc. Will you come dance with me, Logan? she asked hopefully. Bobby rolled his hips, one hand bracing himself as he sat up against an elbow, and the other working Peter's purpling member. Feels different than Wade's, doesn't it? --- Hank and Ororo were elated to see their friend dancing with his would-be lover. Despite the stares they received from the students around them. Looking closely enough, Lucille was actually crying into Kurt's chest, and he held her close as they slowly stepped side to side to the music. Logan sighed, taking two quick puffs of his cigar before finding a place to put it out. I guess, but you owe me. Peter nodded, eyes closing tightly. Answer him, baby, came Wade's muffled voice as he kissed at the base of the spider's spine. Yeah, the youngest man whimpered, experimentally lifting up just a bit then lowering himself back down. Bigger. Kind of hurts.... --- Laura watched her sort-of friend from the sidelines. It was weird, having Deimos so his sister could show up. But she was fine giving up her dance partner so Lucille could have her own time. Jean would probably call that empathy or something else dumb. You looking amazing tonight, Kurt murmured to the young woman in his arms. I owe you? Cassie chuckled. Excuse you, I think I'm entitled to this. Want me to numb it? the blonde inquired as he sat up further, rubbing Peter's hip bones and nipped at a bud on his chest. --- Lucille sniffled, pulling back with tears in her eyes, Danke schn, Leibe. She smiled as she slipped out a laugh, her hand playing lightly with the fuzz on his chin, I think you look better. You're entitled to this, Logan replied before taking Cassie's lips with his own. His tongue slipping in for just a moment before pulling back. But, me out there is a special gift. Got it? No! Peter's eyes shot open. Don't you dare, Drake, was he empty threat. Wade's quiet laughter could heard behind the two. --- Unmglich, Kurt shook his head. A finger gently wiped her tears away. I'm so happy you made it. Because you love me? Cassie asked the rhetorical question teasingly, pulling on Logan's hand as she walked backwards towards the curtain that separated them from the rest of the party.