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“You want me to.... what?”

“I want you on top this time,” Will said, hands folded in his lap, sitting at his computer desk,
watching Warren - who sat on the younger superhero’s bed - with absolute seriousness.

“You want me on top.” Warren closed his eyes for a moment, thinking this over. “I thought you
liked being on top.”

“I do!” Will waved widely with his hands, nodding. “Don’t get me wrong, I totally like top.
Really. I do. But... you know, you really seem to like bottom. So I was thinking... well, I’d kind
of like to know what the attraction is.”

“Oh.” Warren blinked. “Have you never...”

Will turned very pink. “No.”

“That makes two of us.” Warren sighed, then stood, shucking his leather jacket. “Well then. On
the bed, I guess, may as well get it over with.”

“Just... just like that?” Will frowned, looking nervous.

“Oh for...” Warren groaned, dropping his head back so he stared beseechingly up at Will’s
ceiling. “What? You want seduction and all that crap too?”

“Well, it’s just... I mean, I know this isn’t exactly like... you know, we’ve never seen each other
naked or anything...”

“Spit it out, Stronghold,” Warren said, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’re going all
blushing virgin on me.”

“Well, I kind of am.” Will pointed out. “I will have you know that I have only had sex with
two guys, and neither of them had their.... well, neither were toppers, all right!”

“Two guys?” Warren blinked. “Who else did you have sex with?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Will muttered, finally whipping off his t-shirt, intent on avoiding
this conversation by getting right to the sex after all.

“God.” Warren started to laugh. “Now I know why you and Zach were so awkward around each
other back in junior year, for those couple months! You did him! And... and.... you didn’t know
what you were doing, did you?!”

“No. Not exactly,” Will admitted, shucking the jeans, and flopping down on his bed with a solid
bounce. “It was not of the good.”

“Well.” Warren snorted, tugging off his own clothes. “I can say that you have never sucked.”

“Thanks,” Will said sarcastically.

“Shut up,” Warren answered, shoving at the other so that he fell onto his back on the comforters,
before climbing on the bed himself and straddling Will, looking at him thoughtfully. “You sure
about this?”

Warren reached out for his dresser, grabbing the tube he’d dropped there earlier, with this exact
purpose in mind. “Yep. I trust you, Warren.”

Warren sneered a little, but did lean down to kiss Will, sweet and slow and gentle, tongues
dancing as he distracted Will from what he was doing lower down. Will decided that this was a
good thing, this distraction, because quite frankly, what Warren was doing otherwise felt kind of
slimy and weird and more than a little uncomfortable, and sweet Superman’s underwear what
was that?!

“Like?” Warren asked, pulling back enough to grin at Will, whose eyes had temporarily rolled
back in the back of his head.

“Wha... what?!” Will gasped. Okay, that had been nice.

“Prostate.” Warren smirked. “You know, turn your head and cough? Turns out it’s got more uses
than just getting cancer.”

“Apparently,” Will agreed, seeing stars when Warren attacked it again. “Okay. That’s nice. Very
very nice. Do it again?”

“Got better plans for you,” Warren smirked, and Will mewled with sudden loss when the other’s
hands abandoned their previous work, and Warren shifted over him. “Ready?”

“Do something!” Will gasped.

“Oh, plan on it,” Warren smirked, then Will yelped, back arching off the bed as Warren moved,
and moved in, and oh holy wonderbread, Batman that was good. And didn’t he read somewhere
that that was supposed to hurt, or... oh right. Impervious. His brain had quit functioning
somewhere around Superman’s underwear. “God,” Warren hissed, supporting himself up on his
arms, head hanging forward, sweaty hair falling around his face in a messy cascade. “How do
you not just go right at this point?”

“Practice?” Will ventured, reaching a trembling hand up to brush black strands out of Warren’s
pretty black eyes, which he lifted to regard him for a long moment. “Love you,” he whispered,
feeling a little self-concious.

The corner of Warren’s mouth quirked up a little, and he leaned down to drop a chaste kiss on
Will’s lips. “Love you too, Stronghold.”

Will smiled. “Now. Will you move?”

Warren snorted, but shifted his hips, back, then forward. Will gasped at that, arms reaching up to
cling at Warren’s neck, and soon they had descended into a most pleasant rhythm, where on
almost every forward thrust, Will saw stars painting his ceiling, so vivid he swore he could make
out constellations. Until soon the stars got brighter and brighter, and suddenly that night sky was
lit up in a supernova of white light, and Will grabbed Warren’s shoulders so hard he thought he
heard joints pop and he couldn’t breath and the moon was singing and they were flying and his
toes were curled up and everything was just so fucking perfect.

A few minutes later, Will wasn’t sure how many, he lolled his far too heavy head to the side to
look at Warren in wonder, the flamethrower’s profile to him as the other’s chest heaved, eyes
half closed. “That was... was...”

“Yeah,” Warren agreed, half laughing, half sighing.

Will paused, then asked, lightly, “Want to do it again?”

“Oh, hell’s yes.”
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