|Kiwis, Oranges, and Other Citrus Fruits
Author: Grim Lullaby PM
A series of drabbles for those who crave a little bit extra. -multiple pairings for everyone-Rated: Fiction M - English - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5,403 - Reviews: 60 - Favs: 24 - Follows: 28 - Updated: 05-17-11 - Published: 02-25-11 - id: 6777602
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Grimmy: Okay, so it's been forever since I've updated. I knoooow. Talk about your writer's block. Anyways, there were two I couldn't do because I simply couldn't think of anything to do with them. I'm really sorry. Also, for the people who are anon's and request just pairings, I need you to give me some prompts to go along with them if you want me to write them. And keep in mind that I'm willing to try writing anything, crossovers(if I know the crossover character) included, at least once. Again, sorry if I didn't fill your request.
Also, the poll for favorite pairing is back up on my page so go vote. Oh! In case there's someone that doesn't know this, everyone of these little snippets takes place some time in the future. XD
Wally/Artemis/Robin Twelve Prompt: His mouth always gets him into trouble.
"What do you mean you wanna see us kiss?"
Wally shifted and grinned sheepishly at the two glaring faces in front of him. He knew he shouldn't have actually listened when they said they wanted to make him happy on his birthday. Some offer. He swallowed and tugged at the collar of his shirt, green eyes darting from his best friend and his girlfriend. "Well you guys asked?"
Dick, he'd finally revealed his identity a few months ago, blushed lightly and his glare relaxed into a frown but Artemis was the first one to speak. "Yeah but that's... I mean it's not...Ugh, it's-"
"Really hot?" Wally supplied.
There was another short silence and this time the Boy Wonder was the first to speak. "Okay."
"Really?" He couldn't help himself. Wally's responding grin was worthy of stellar status and he had to resist the urge to pull Dick into his arms and kiss him senseless. Then again, he'd been resisting that long before now.
Dick nodded and eyed Artemis warily. She hadn't objected but she wasn't really looking at him either. The dark haired teen reached up and cupped her chin lightly, tilting her head towards his own and pressed his lips against hers. Wally felt his breathing hitch and he placed a hand on Artemis' thigh, tracing light patterns on it. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Use a little tongue for me."
He felt the blonde shift under his hand and he reached up with his other hand to gently stroke the smooth skin along Dick's jaw. The younger boy made a soft whimper noise before he parted his lips a little. And when Artemis followed his lead Wally nearly tackled them both. He laughed, it wasn't often that she was the one following.
Roy/Artemis Thirteen Prompts: School girl outfit
"You c-can't-" Pant. "-be serious." More panting.
His lips were all over her face and neck, hands sliding up, down, and between her legs. God, he had callouses in all the right places. He slid his hands onto the back of her thighs and squeezed the soft skin there before pulling her legs up and around his waist. She reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck, just barely avoiding knocking herself out on the brick wall behind them. And before she had a chance to adjust herself properly, she found herself pressed up against it.
She could feel the fabric of her skirt brushing over her heated skin as he shifted so he was able to hold her up with his hips alone. "Mmmn, s'rry Arty-" She arched an eyebrow at his word choice. "-but I'm verrry serious when I say I love that little school girl outfit." He wiggled his fingers under her grey skirt and she couldn't help but to let out a breathy giggle.
Artemis glanced around, taking in note that it would be lunch time soon which meant their little spot behind the school would be filled with her babbling peers. She tilted her head and winked at him before pressing her lips against his ear. "Get me out of here Roy and I can guarantee you'll love what's underneath even more," she whispered as she ran her fingers through his short red hair.
He grinned at her and slid a finger along the hem of her underwear, tugging before letting the elastic material pop back against her skin. "Pretty sure I already know." That comment eared him a pout but he ignored it. "Althoooough... I wouldn't really mind taking another look."
She squealed and bounced happily against him.
Conner/Dick Fourteen Prompts: Roof-Top surveillance, full moon, cape, Superboy holding Robin from behind.
"Wh-what are you doing, dude?" Robin asked as he turned off his built in binoculars. A light blush settled on his cheeks as he felt Superboy completely rip his cape and wrap his arms loosely around his waist. He tensed and the clone pressed his nose against his neck, breathing deep. What was...
Robin yelped and swatted at Superboy's hands, which happened to be rather low on his hips.
"Dude. Wanna control those Kryptonian hormones or whatever? We're supposed to be doing surveillance here." Robin glared at him until he slackened his grip. He then turned back to watch the man in the suite in the building opposite them. Pacing. Just pacing. The man paused to run a hand through his hair in frustration before disappearing. He wished he could see through walls. He nudged Superboy, queuing him to use his x-ray vision.
Robin jumped slightly when he felt Superboy shift against him. Breathing. He could feel him breathing on his ear. Robin struggled to keep his eye from twitching in discomfort as he tried to focus on what Superboy was saying instead of the sensation he felt whenever Superboy's lips grazed his skin.
"They look like they're fighting," he said quietly, sliding a hand up his stomach, stopping at his chest. "Pushing. Pinning." Superboy's lips were tugged down in a deep frown.
"Do you think you could, uh..." Robin felt him start to frown and... He was pretty sure he was blushing. That was not some concealed weapon poking him in the back. And he had a feeling that Superboy definitely knew what he was doing when he pulled him closer. Robin ahemed softly and his voice was a lot lower when he spoke again. "Do you think you could tell me who he's fighting?"
"No. They're not fighting."
Wally/Arty Fifteen Prompts: Music, movies/movie theater, cookies, intimation.
It was bad enough that he had to go see that movie again, but did they really have to play such cheesy music? He slouched down, groaning softly and glad that he'd decided to take the seat behind the majority of the group. Majority because somehow, someone got the idea that he'd need company back there and that it would be a great idea for that company to be Artemis. Not Kaldur, who somehow avoided feeling like a third wheel or something while Megan practically clung to their Teen of Steel. Not Dic- err, Robin who was off patrolling with Batman.
He got stuck with Artemis. The girl with brick hands that kept touching his whenever he put his arm back on the armrest, it was rightfully his. He scowled and shifted, obviously uncomfortable. Sure, he really didn't mind seeing Megan Fox practically dry hump some moderately attractive girl but he felt it was the sort of movie he'd rather watch with a special someone. Not someone who probably hated him a lot much than he hated her.
He flinched slightly and tried to control the dark blush on his cheeks by stuffing a cookie in his mouth. At least this way he wouldn't have to respond verbally. That hand on his leg was making his mouth feel awfully dry. That hand that was sliding up his thigh and brushing against his zipper. Wally swallowed. Hard. And looked over at Artemis. More like leered. Daring her really.
She shrugged and looked back at the screen and the low zipper sound that followed seemed to echo in his ears. He was pretty sure just about everyone could hear it but no one looked at him, although Conner did flinch and shift. And just like that she'd wrapped her hand around his... his... God her callouses were so nice. He bit down into his lip when she squeezed him slightly and it was just amazing. The way she could pretend like she was actually watching this crap.
Roy/Arty Sixteen Prompts: Video games, pokemon
To be honest it was a lot better than that time he tried to get a blow job while playing Pokemon. That had been terrible once he'd finally connected successfully to a wifi connection. Those absentminded attacks and accidental clicks of the wrong buttons left him looking like some sort of retard. At least on Call of Duty she actually aided him, unintentionally he was sure.
He groaned and squeezed the Xbox controller, pushing down on the trigger button and firing of another round. Two head shots. Not that he could really taunt the opposing team via headset mic. he was too busy tilting his head back and arching up at those perfect lips wrapped around his cock. He blinked and tried to catch his breath long enough to regroup with his team.
Artemis glared up at the redhead and rolled her tongue over his steadily leaking tip, jumping when he jumped to scream something at the screen. She exhaled slowly, smirking when he shuddered and froze momentarily before she made another attempt to swallow him whole. An attempt that resulted in a shaky moan and a short gagging noise. She pulled back and pushed her blonde hair over her shoulder before glaring again.
"Roy," she growled and folded her arms across her chest.
Robin/Artemis Seventeen Prompt: Lady Gaga
Robin groaned and found himself falling victim to the urge to thrust up away from the plush red chair that he was currently bound to. He tried to regain control over his choppy breathing once again as his blue eyes rolled from the back of his head and focused on the blonde girl standing between his legs. His thighs twitched as he found himself looking up and down her body.
To be honest, he still didn't understand just what she was wearing, something she said was inspired by Lady Gaga. Or just what she was talking about. What the hell was a disco stick anyways?
She squatted down, how she kept her balance in those heels he would never know, in front of him, removing her hand from the pants tent he was currently sporting. And he could feel it, the vibration of his zipper as it slowly parted ways. The air on his dick wasn't cool in the slightest. Nor was the mouth that followed. He made a sharp strangled noise as he tried to thrust his hips up against the mischievous looking blonde.
He gasped softly as she lifted her head, sucking, nipping lightly at the tip of his dick. "Crap, A-Artemi-" His statement was quickly cut off as she worked on swallowing him, those plump peach lips twitching whenever she resisted the urge to smile.
Wally/Dick Eighteen Prompt: At a carnival
It was so cheesy. Taking the Tunnel of Loveride but Megan seemed to think it was a good idea for them to all give it a chance and Wally didn't want to say no to her when it was her first time at a carnival. So they split up, girls on one side of a large wooden fence. Boys on the other. And of course Wally tried to make it so he was paired up with Megan or, if things went wrong, that rather attractive busty girl. Which meant he and Dick were at the end of the line.
And of course things didn't go quite how he'd planned. They'd run out of girls, at least that's what the guy working the ride said. And Dick, being a little more naive than Wally gave him credit for, offered that they ride together.
But they were currently connected via lips. Oh, he couldn't forget the cool fingers that were under his shirt either. Scraping, scratching skin and- "Ahn- mmnf. Mmmn." Pinching and twisting. Dick didn't seem so naive anymore. And Wally felt a little clueless and lost at what to do. Besides arching away from the heart shaped seat in encouragement.
He was pretty sure that one of them, probably Dick, had indulged in one too many cotton candy cones because this was just... Sooo sweet. Just. So sweet. Wally was having a hard time pulling away long enough for Dick to breathe.
He reached out, clutching at Dick's thigh and- "Hnnh..."
OH! He slid his hand further up, cupping Dick, he was going to make a joke about that later, through his jeans. That moan again. Squeeze. "Wa-" Another whimper. Wally shifted, taking note of the fact that Dick wasn't the only one a little uncomfortable.
Roy/Wally Ninteen Prompts: Not love, chair, carpet burns
It wasn't some sort of love thing, at least that's what he told himself. He only let Wally come back because it was easy and the sex was good. He could be as controlling, as ruthless as he felt. And Wally would take it, although Roy wasn't completely sure why. He shrugged it off and assumed it was some sort of abuse kink.
But that was the main reason why Roy had made the younger redhead bend over a chair so he could just- He looked so nice like that. Thighs parted, spreading his own cheeks while he drooled a little on the chair and whimpered every time he wiggled restlessly. Roy bit his lip, not quite as angry with Wally as he was with himself. This definitely was not some sort of love thing.
Because if it was Roy would have been nice enough to lube up first.
"HAAAAANHHhnnng! F-fuck! Ro-Roooy." But it wasn't, so he wasn't. Just like he hadn't paused to give Wally a moment to adjust. He'd paused so he didn't come then and there. But that was hard to do with Wally constantly flexing himself and whimpering like that. Those whimpers being especially distracting. God he needed to move. Now.
Wally wasn't the only one moaning as Roy pulled out slowly. And he's hardly gentle when he drives himself back in, forcing Wally and the chair to slide forward. He'd more than likely be heading back home with carpet burned knees. Back home because Roy refused to let Wally stay the night.
Because this wasn't some sort of love thing.
And that's what Roy kept telling himself in the moments he managed to think while he fucked the younger redhead.
Roy/Wally/Dick Twenty Prompt: Teach
If school was this interesting Wally probably wouldn't have such a problem with staying awake in class. And he didn't even have to wear pants to this lesson! Not that it would make much sense to be wearing them when... Well. As far as he knew, and he was pretty damn certain, pants were one of the things that weren't required during sexual activities.
Even if his best friend was the one playing the example.
And what a great example Dick made. Squirming and arching his hips up against Roy's hands. Making those twisted, yet oddly arousing faces. And those noises. He was definitely going to get Roy to teach him a few of those tricks when he was more likely to remember them. He swallowed and scooted forward, trying his hardest not to touch himself when Dick arched up again, practically begging for some kind of friction.
Roy simply wrapped his arm tighter around Dick's torso and pulled the still smaller, because puberty could only help you so much, teenager back up against his chest. He smiled and whispered something in Dick's ear, squeezing his balls when he parted his mouth to respond to whatever it was that Roy had said.
"Y-yes, I-" Dick bit into his lip, whimpering, hips twitching, and cock leaking.
"Wally, come suck him," Roy said, obviously amused.
And how he could say that with a straight face, that smirk didn't count, Wally didn't know. Especially considering he felt like he was blushing all over. "Oh, uhm, okay." He swallowed before leaning forward and licking his lips.
Grimmy: So don't forget to send in your prompts/pairings and I hope you guys liked the turn out of this chapter, even if it is a little short. Oh, I was thinking that maybe I'd do a few smutless prompts/pairings at reviewers request. What do you guys think? Also, an anon pointed out the lack of Kaldur and Supey and I just want you to know that the pairings are reviewers choice XD So yeaaaaah. If they request it. Anything else, feel free to ask.
OHOHOH! It totally feels like my writing style has changed. Hopefully for the better. XD Don't forget to vote in that poll!