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Mistletoe Kisses

Huh... There's a mistletoe right above you... A week til Christmas. And it looks like you got stuck right under that mistletoe with someone else. And you both can't move until you kiss one another (~~Of course, not specifying where that kiss needs to happen~~).

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[Ever since Kirk successfully convinced Hernan to invite his sister and her family to the tower for Christmas, he's been attempting to clean some parts while making others seem actually hospitable. To Kirk's growing annoyance, he feels as though he's the only one doing anything. Tired of it, he wanders around until he finds Hernan in the living room, just standing there. Well, more accurately, just hovering there.]

Hernan, are you attempting to do something clever again? We both know how well that went the last time you tried.

[That would have made Hernan lash out if he weren't in such a good mood. Because right now he is indeed like a child who's sure he's finally managed to outsmart an adult.]

You're the one who went off about traditions, how important they are and the like. [He very pointedly hovers slightly higher, towards a very easily recognizable plant.]

Only because I'm trying to accommodate your sister.

[And then he sees the mistletoe.]

...Of course you did.

You sound nearly disappointed.

[Maybe he should be offended at that, but there's only an undertone of amusement in his voice as he hovers down to meet Kirk face to face.]

How willing are you to follow tradition, Dr Langstrom?

[Kirk opens his mouth to explain himself, that it's not that he's disappointed he put up mistletoe, he's disappointed he hasn't done anything else, but he promptly closes it. No reason to waste the oxygen.]

Do you even have to ask?

[Runs his hand through Hernan's hair, then gently pulls him closer into a kiss.]

[Hernan returns the kiss, obviously. He hums at Kirk's touch, leaning into his fingers at the same time he pulls him closer, wrapping one arm around him.

The other arm gets his phone out.

To take a selfie.

Smile, Kirk.]

[He doesn't notice, not at first. He's far too preoccupied with the taste of the Kyrptonian's mouth. It isn't until he feels the other man's body shift unnaturally does he open his eyes to see what's going on.

And then he bites down with his fangs, not caring that it will probably hurt him more than Hernan.]

[Yeah, Hernan just laughs. But he does pull away, let's not break Kirk's teeth please.]

What? Valentina asked.

[There is the barest hint of a scowl.]

For what? Proof you conned me into a relationship with you?

[Says the one who (accidentally) initiated said relationship in the first place.]

[Hernan snorts. Had their relationship started in any other way he'd have taken offense at that. As it is he just grins at the obvious teasing.]

She thinks it's cute. She's happy for me. [He shrugs, trying to look nonchalant about the whole thing. Truth is, she just wants to give her this much after he's taken so much away from her. If seeing him happy makes her happy, so be it.]

She probably thinks you can make me a decent man.

[Snorts.]

She should know by now that's an impossible task.

Besides, I've been trying for the better part of ten years. I don't know how she thinks this will change anything.

Yeah. But now you can actually deprive me of sex if I need to behave. You didn't have that weapon before.

[If he doesn't sound worried about the whole thing it's because he isn't. Yeah, right, like denying him sex is a possibility when he's this hot. Not that he knows Kirk's open to it he considers himself unstoppable in that regard.

Considers being the key word.]

You seem pretty okay with her knowing.

[...Damn. He really should have realized this sooner. Then again, in Kirk's mind he just thought if he didn't do it Hernan would go out and find someone else.]

Why wouldn't I be? Your family has always been supportive of your bad decisions, why would they stop now over your only good one?

[You seriously don't understand how envious Kirk is of your family, Hernan, do you?

Kirk leans in and gives him another kiss. They are still standing under the mistletoe, after all.]

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[He'd hate himself if he knew he'd given Kirk the idea. In his brain the option was so obviously there he hadn't even thought it wouldn't have occurred to Kirk. In his mind, if Kirk left him it'd be because of his personality. Not the sex.

He returns the kiss. Slowly, lingering, licking his lower lip. His brain is getting better at realizing that he can have this, that he doesn't have to panic that Kirk's going to push him away every time.]

Confidence. I like that. [He kisses the corner of his lips.] Just be glad I didn't get the boxers with mistletoe on them. [Ha, ha. If only he were joking.]

[Kirk knows damn well he's not joking.]

One of these days I'm really going to have to knock you down a few pegs.

[Hernan grins.]

If you get them for yourself I won't complain. God knows you need the self-esteem.

Like I'd be seen in something so tacky, even if just in front of you.

Besides, I wouldn't need them.

[Hernan snort, flicking his forehead.]

Well now that you've worded it that way I need to take it as a challenge. And yet I get the feeling that's going to be worse for me than it will be for you.

[Kirk sighs.]

Perhaps you're right.

[He fidgets for a moment, unsure of what to say next. Damn it, Hernan.]

...Can I give you your Christmas present a little early?

[Because distraction always seemed to work best whenever they got into discussions involving his self-esteem.]

[Hernan raises an eyebrow, but nods.]

Sure, I'm never going to say no to a present.

[Kirk hesitates a second time, then slowly slides his hand into Hernan's. He's still unused to the fact he can do this.]

I left it by my lab.

[Brings him down towards his lab, stopping a bit before at a lead-lined door.]

Only way to keep a secret from a Superman.

[He opens the door into a room of nearly pitch darkness, the only source of light the dim light from the hallway creeping into the room. Kirk takes a few steps inside, along the wall, to get to the light switch and trips.]

Son of a bitch! This day could not get worse.

[Hernan, of course, manages to hold him before he falls and tries not to laugh. If by 'trying' you understand managing to just chuckle instead of a full-on laugh. He really is trying here, but that was actually rather cute.]

Come on, it's fine. [He reaches to turn the lights on.] The day started with me kissing you, can't be that bad.

[Kirk breaks into a fanged grin the second Hernan flips on the lights, causing the room to suddenly be bathed in a bright red glow. He quickly darts out a foot to slam the door closed behind them, then shifts his weight and attempts to flip Hernan onto his ass.]

No, the day isn't bad at all.

[Kirk had remembered what Hernan had said to him that night, about being unable to let his anger out. He also remembered that thanks to Doctor Stone, he had all of the scientist's notes on Project Fair Play. With a little help from the Kryptonian sphere, setting up a room that accurately mimicked red sunlight had been child's play.

The room itself was lined with training dummies. Holograms were a little above his area of expertise.]

[His first instinct, even before he realizes what's going on, is to reach for his laser vision. It's his most effective scare tactic. People see the red eyes and remember that yes, he is actually Superman do I really want to fight with him? No.

Then his brain actually catches up and he realizes he's been flipped to the floor by Kirk. Okay, then, that's new.]

...Care to explain using small words?

Hernan Guerra | JL: Gods and Monsters

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