Day 5 - Kissing
The party was crazy, in the best way possible. Tommy was nearly impossible to keep up with, zipping from one end of the building to another, curiously exploring. He talked to everyone who would listen, asking questions that probably weren't appropriate, and after upsetting one particular, pink woman, he returned to Noh-Varr, grabbing his arm. “Dude, we didn’t come here to not get drunk, I mean really.” He grinned, and pulled along a chuckling Noh-Varr, who was glad to see that his idea for an ideal date with Tommy had been a good one. He knew that the speedster probably wouldn't be interested in anything more tame, and this exclusive party seemed to be the perfect opportunity. He was also pleasantly surprised with how well Tommy took their need to sneak in through a window in order to attend. In fact, the speedster had even seemed excited about it.
Things were definitely going according to plan.
Hell, they were honestly going better. He hadn't planned to kiss Tommy back on the ship, it had just sort of...happened. He had this big plain laid out; they were going to go to the party, dance a bit, introduce Tommy to some alien culture, and maybe, in the midst of all the excitement, just sort of...pull him in and do it. But...hell, he'd already done it, and now that he had, he was pretty sure he could do it again. So yes, things were definitely going better than planned.
He followed Tommy for a moment, but stopped and tugged him in another direction, ignoring the speedster's protests. "Just trust me," he pressed, pulling him down a long hallway, doors lining either side. They had small, round lights next to the doors, indicating whether or not they were occupied, and he dragged Tommy down to the end of the hall. He found one that was empty, and tugged him in, shutting the door behind him and touching the control pad near the door so that the occupied light would turn on.
Tommy took a few steps into the room, looking at it in awe, and then immediately began exploring it, in a fashion very similar as to when they first arrived at the building. He rushed to the bar, then into the large bathroom, rattling away the whole time. "Holy shit what is this place? Do you know how to mix drinks I mean I don't even know what half of this stuff is and what the fuck? This bath is like basically a hot tub. Does it work like one? Dude what is this place, this is so badass I just can't even..." He turned to exit the bathroom, finding Noh-Varr leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed and a smirk on his face.
"So I take it you're enjoying yourself." Tommy wasn't sure why, but Noh's words made him...embarrassed, almost. He suddenly felt slightly awkward, as if actually admitting aloud that he was happy was a crime of sorts. He gave as nonchalant of a shrug as possible, trying to play off his sudden lack of social capabilities.
"Well...ya know, I mean. I guess." Noh-Varr laughed, and Tommy immediately bristled. "What?" he asked, his fists curling out of reflex.
"Nothing, nothing. You're just...very unique."
Tommy gave a groan and shouldered past him, moving into the living room area and wondering why the hell he was having to fight away a blush. It may have been the fact that he didn't get very much positive attention, and while Noh's comment could have honestly been taken either way, after getting to know the alien he was pretty sure it was meant to be a good thing. He wandered to the bar, grabbing one of the bottles and peering at it, his lips pursed. "...So does the room a complimentary gift for people that sneak in, or are we breaking more rules, or what?" He refused to look at Noh, though he could practically feel the alien approaching him from behind.
"Mm... Everyone invited is allowed a room for the duration of the party, though they're expected to leave the day after. Sometimes, the party lasts for days." He chuckled lowly, stopping just behind Tommy and reaching to lightly touch the bottle he was looking at, reading over its contents. "We can order drinks and food if we'd like, as well."
Tommy nodded, not wanting to say anything suddenly. Dammit, why did Noh have to be so close? It made him feel...flustered. He scowled at the bottle and then handing it off, giving a grunt and moving away to explore the rest of the room, feeling Noh's smile on his back as he did so. Stupid alien, he thought bitterly, trying not to think too hard about their kiss earlier. He immediately had to catch himself for doing exactly that, and bitterly guessed that this was all cleverly planned by Noh-Varr. He seemed to be pretty good about discreetly getting his way, after all.
As if on cue, Noh-Varr spoke up. "Have I ever mentioned that I have mind-control saliva? It can also cause hallucinations." Tommy immediately whirled around to face the alien, who was actually a lot closer than he had expected him to be, this stupid, infuriating little grin on his face. He scowled, backing away a few steps.
"...No. No, you didn't. What the hell? How much shit can you do?"
"A lot," came the kree's smug reply, but at the very least he didn't continue to pursue him, staying where he was and leaning against the wall casually. "But I thought that might be something that would interest you."
"Yeah? And why would that interest me?" Tommy nearly snapped, unsure of why he suddenly seemed so irritated.
Noh-Varr shrugged, looking perfectly casual and at ease. It irritated Tommy that the alien had so much self-control over his emotions in situations like these. Or maybe it was really just Tommy who was so worked up. The thought in itself was enough to irritate him further.
"You like taking risks, challenges, the like. I thought you might want a new experience.
Tommy had to admit, the offer was tempting. He eyed Noh-Varr suspiciously, lifting his chin up defiantly. "...What kind of hallucinations?"
"Any kind." Another shrug from the alien. "Things you could find in your worst nightmares, the best dreams...and...other appealing scenarios." His smirk widened suggestively, and Tommy huffed in annoyance.
"Dude, I am not looking for a wet dream."
Noh-Varr laughed. "I wasn't intending on giving you one. I prefer to seduce people through more... skillful means."
Tommy's cheeks burned, and he looked away, glancing back up to, once more, find Noh-Varr surprisingly close. He cursed under his breath; he was a speedster, dammit, why did this always take him by surprise? He could even tell when the other was drawing closer, just...actually seeing him there had a tendency to throw him off. It was stupid and annoying, and he didn't like the fact that he was once more being pushed back towards a wall, even if Noh wasn't actually touching him this time. He found himself once more boxed in, Noh-Varr's hands on either side of his shoulders, and he stared up at the larger man, tense.
"Why don't we..." Noh started, staring directly into Tommy's eyes, his gaze slightly intimidating and yet entrancing. "...Go try out the bath? And then I'll give you a taste of what I can do."
Tommy's breath hitched, and he swallowed thickly, forcing himself to stare back at Noh evenly, trying to project defiance and confidence despite how he was feeling right then. "...Sure," he commented, attempting a shrug. Noh smirked and pulled away, and Tommy was able to breathe again, pulling in a long breath of air and exhaling slowly before following him. "But...we're wearing our boxers in there. Briefs, whatever."
Noh-Varr shot him his own dazzling grin, and Tommy nearly faltered in his steps. "I don't wear boxers, Tommy."
The speedster gave a dramatic sigh. "Oh, don't tell me you go commando." As a response, Noh-Varr unzipped his suit, peeling it off of his body and stepping out of it with practiced ease. Tommy gave the biggest roll of his eyes he possible could, and sighed. "You have no shame." Of course the stupid alien would be wearing friggin' whitey tighties. Tommy shrugged out of his clothes, crossing his arms and trying not to feel too terribly embarrassed while he waited for the tub to fill, because there was really no reason for him to be. He pursed his lips, distracting himself by seeing how the tub worked.
It had a sort of touch pad with all sorts of controls on it, and Noh worked it effortlessly. It wasn't until Tommy started waiting for the massive tub to fill that he realized that there was no faucet. He furrowed his brows, nudging Noh-Varr and starting to question him. "So... How exactly does it--" he cut off when, suddenly, parts of the tub opened to reveal slots all around the top, from which water started pouring in. His brows shot up, and decided that this place had impressed him yet again as he climbed in, carefully testing the heat of the water, which was perfect.
He sank down to sit, leaning back against the wall of the bath and laying his arms out against the ledge, contentedly watching the water pool around them. He gave a sigh, leaning his head back after a few moments and closing his eyes, listening as Noh-Varr climbed in after him. As soon as the water was high enough, silent jets kicked on, causing the water to churn and froth. He gave another sigh, sliding down a little bit more, but froze as he felt Noh-Varr move closer, fighting the urge to bite his lip and pull away. He opened his eyes slowly, meeting those of the kree, who was staring at him with a small smirk. He straightened slightly, lifting his head and giving in to the urge to bite down on his lower lip, chewing on it slightly.
Noh moved to straddle him, and his breath hitched again as the larger male hovered over him. He stared up at him, his lips pressed together, feeling his heart beat faster as the other lowered his head, gently pressing their lips together. Tommy reminded himself not to hold his breath, and kissed him back, opening his mouth and allowing Noh to deepen the kiss. It took a moment, but not long at all before he started to feel the effects. When he pulled away, Tommy’s eyes were hazed over, and he felt…good. He felt genuinely nice in a way that he hadn’t in a really long time. Hell, he wasn’t sure he’d ever felt so nice. He sighed, letting his head loll back to rest against the tub, and he sank further down. The jets from the bathtub were…amazing. Everything felt amazing and everything was just…great. Damn, this could get addicting.
He sat there for a while, soaking in the purely positive, good feeling, his entire body and mind completely relaxed. As it finally began to wear off, he grew aware of his surroundings again, his eyes focusing and wandering up to meet the gaze of Noh-Varr, who was watching him with a small smile.
“...Did it feel nice?” he asked, almost gently, and Tommy nodded weakly in response.
“Y-yeah...it...it did.” His voice was a little soft as well, as he was still slightly hazy from the effect of the saliva.
“Good. I’ve noticed you rarely acknowledge or indulge yourself in your own happiness. I was hoping you would this time.”
His words affected Tommy, in a way that he wasn’t sure how to describe. Of course he would notice something like that, something that Tommy himself had been unable to admit. He couldn’t find it in himself right then to be embarrassed, or mad that it had been pointed out to him, or anything of the sort. He was just...floored, really. He wasn’t sure how to respond, how to take that someone had actually noticed that about him. It wasn’t something he did consciously, but he definitely resented the fact that no one really seemed to care when he was unhappy or hurt, something that had been proven to him time and time again.
He did the only thing his brain seemed to be able to wrap itself around doing. He pushed himself up, one hand braced against the side of the tub, his other arm hooking around Noh-Varr’s neck and tugging the alien closer as he pressed their lips together, kissing him fervently. The kiss was returned, and Noh pressed him back against the edge of the tub, deepening the kiss. Tommy shifted under him, arching against him and hitching up one of his legs. Noh slid easily between them, a hand moving to raise Tommy’s leg to wrap around his waist slightly, and while it was different, it felt...natural.
Noh rolled his hips forward and into Tommy’s, pulling a small groan from the back of his throat. He let his head fall back briefly, and Noh’s mouth immediately found his neck, pressing a few kisses before biting down experimentally. Tommy hissed lightly, his arm moving from around his neck so that he could shove his hand into the alien’s hair, knotting his fist there and yanking on it a bit. His other hand moved from the side of the tub to grip at Noh’s arm, his chest heaving as the alien continued to move against him. Their lips met again, this time with more force, and Noh shifted, steadily rolling his hips forward.
A short while later found Tommy gasping, his face flushed and his hand once more tangled in Noh’s hair as the alien kissed and nibbled at bit at his neck just behind his ear, his hips rolling forward with a little more force. A breathless groan escaped him as he found his release, tensing and panting as he clutched to Noh. The larger male followed suit a short while later, making a pleased noise against Tommy’s neck as he gently nuzzled the bruise he had caused. Tommy regained his breath after a few minutes, and said nothing, letting his head fall back against the side of the tub once more.
He was having a bit of a difficult time wrapping his mind around what had just happened, the fact that he had just had a sexual encounter with a guy, but he found himself not really caring, enjoying the haze that he was currently in. He closed his eyes and sighed, taking a few deep and calming breaths as Noh-Varr settled in to sit beside him. He peeked his eyes open, quirking a brow as he saw the smirk he was given, and then rolled his eyes and shifted slightly, settling down more.
“You know? I think I’m…ready to get out,” he admitted, shifting to move. He stood up, moving to grab a towel and scrub himself down, unable to look directly at Noh. He pondered whether or not he should say anything for a moment, but all thoughts of “talking” disappeared as he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. “Aw, shit!” he complained, stepping closer to it and leaning in to inspect the dark, blooming hickies on his neck. He gave a groan, and shot Noh a glare when he chuckled. The alien gave a shrug and grabbed his own towel, scrubbing himself down and then throwing it around his neck as he walked for the bed, throwing down his towel and laying down on it so that his still-wet clothing rested on the cloth, rather than the sheets below it.
Tommy huffed and rolled his eyes, following suit and stretching out on the bed, turning his back to Noh-Varr, only to have the alien haul an arm around his waist and tug him in against his chest. Tommy sighed, pretending that it bothered him, and then accepted it and closed his eyes.
He could figure out what all this shit meant later. For now, he was just going to enjoy this.