Author: Lipstickcat
E-mail: [email protected]
Fandom: Psychic Force
Pairing: Burn/Keith
Rating: Nc-17
Summary: Set after Keith reveals his powers at the farmhouse
Disclaimer: They�re not mine, but the owner doesn�t seem to be using them at the moment, so can I adopt them?�
Notes: Dedicated to Kujakku J
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�Keith is Keith.�
Such a nonsensical phrase really, but he�d never felt happier. Burn didn�t care what he was; all that mattered was who he was. A great joy bubbled up inside of him and he couldn�t hold it back; he leapt on Burn, giggling loudly. He�d never laughed more freely before.
Burn�s legs gave way at the sudden unexpected weight and they both crashed to the floor. Keith�s joy was infectious and soon Burn was laughing loudly too. Aware that he could be hurting Keith, Burn attempted to roll off of the silver haired boy, but, with Keith�s arms wrapped tightly around his neck, all he really succeeded in doing was twisting around in his grasp and rocking their combined weight so that they were lying side by side on the ground.
Keith squeezed him closer, stealing his breath away with the unexpected bear hug. He laughed into the blond�s ear. It was such an untainted, childlike sound. Keith was an innocent, Burn thought; despite his powers, despite what had happened at the farmhouse, Keith was as innocent as a child. It made him want to hold him and protect him forever. His arms wrapped tightly around Keith�s back and he nuzzled into his shoulder, feeling the other�s warmth spread through him. It was such a comforting position to be in. It felt so right. It felt like home.
Slowly, their laughter grew fainter and they just held each other. Keith had his eyes shut and the setting sun burned into his eyelids, staining his mind a flaming orange. As he held Burn, it felt like the whole world was on fire, and it didn�t matter because he was safe in the other�s arms.
Burn shifted and began to pull away. Reluctantly, Keith let go of his hold, his arms dropping loosely down Burn�s back. But Burn didn�t move far away. He stopped and studied Keith�s face, his mouth in a serious line, his blue eyes flickering as he read the other�s expression. Keith�s grin began to fade. He opened his mouth to ask Burn what was wrong, but his question was muffled by Burn as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to his.
For a second, Keith�s head swam. He let out a smothered noise of surprise and nearly jerked his head back in shock. But he didn�t, he melted into the touch, his mouth moving against Burn�s minutely. His heart rate was picking up and his chest felt like it would burst as a tingling heat spread through his body. Images were flashing behind his eyes; dancing amber flames. It was the setting sun and his over-stimulated mind playing tricks on him, he was sure, but it felt like it was Burn who was feeding him the flickering visions. He could feel the fire rooting itself deep within him.
Burn�s hand weaved into Keith�s thick hair, cupping the back of his head and guiding him gently. His other hand trailed down Keith�s back and slipped around his waist to pull him close so that they were hip to hip. The psychicer�s legs entwined around his as if it was only natural for them to be so near that they could become one.
Burn began to kiss him with earnest then, his mouth moving against Keith�s with heated passion. Keith returned it with equal enthusiasm. It was a sloppy, inexperienced kiss; wet and messy, with painfully clashing teeth getting in the way, but neither cared as they smiled into each other�s mouths. They began to press up against each other, hands starting to roam over clothes and bodies, arousals beginning to make themselves known as they crushed against each other�s hips.
Experimentally, Burn�s tongue snaked from his own mouth and licked along Keith�s lips. Keith moaned into his mouth, the sound seeming to vibrate through his head. Burn�s hands wandered and he began to unbutton Keith�s shirt, exposing flesh to the cooling night air. He dipped down, suckling against Keith�s neck, before moving lower to feather burning kisses over the ice master�s chest. Keith made encouraging soft murmurs, his hands brushing through the blond�s hair, knocking out the gel that kept it styled. Cool turquoise eyes stared up into the twilight sky as he sharply gasped at the sensation of Burn�s hot tongue flicking over his nipple.
Smiling, Burn returned to Keith�s mouth, kissing hard and fast as his hand trailed over the pale hair boy�s hips, finding the solid bulge between his legs and rubbing his palm against it. Keith groaned between gritted teeth. Taking the hand that was clinging to his hip, Burn guided it to his own arousal, encouraging Keith to touch, to explore. Keith did so hesitantly, at first softly brushing fingertips along the material covered length, then following Burn�s lead as the blond pressed down harder, making him want to arch his hips into the touch. Burn responded similarly when Keith pressed harder, his fingers moulding to the rigid form beneath them.
Desperately lost in the passion, Burn rolled them over. Untangling his legs from Keith�s so that he was half kneeling, half lying over the other male, legs straddling him. He stopped kissing as he was forced to concentrate to the task of undoing Keith�s trousers with one hand. Keith pressed wet kisses to the farmboy�s lips and jaw as he tried to continue to palm Burn�s erection, whilst not getting in the way of what he was doing.
As the zipper clicked down, Burn felt a mixture of triumphant elation at his little achievement and a nervous sense of anticipation. He reclaimed Keith�s lips and batted his hand out of the way so that he could unfasten his own trousers. Then he took the psychicer�s hand again and guided it back to its previous position, helping it through the opening of his trousers.
Keith gasped when his fingertips first brushed against Burn�s erection. Tentatively, he slid his fingers over the pre-come slick head and wrapped them around the velvet length. It was a new experience and he didn�t know what else to do, but then a sinfully delicious heat surrounded his own arousal and began to move, stroking his length and sending out aching shivers through his body. He let out a keening sound and then followed Burn�s lead, gripping tightly as he began to stroke the blond�s arousal.
Both quickly picked up speed, reflecting the need that coursed through the both of them. Their sloppy kisses became more passionate, consuming each other�s mouths, progressing to small nips against kiss bruised lips and necks. Their hips bucked into each other�s hands, slick erections brushing over each other hotly as they pumped hard in response to each other�s touches.
The images still came to Keith in bursts of blinding light that burned into his eyes even as he stared up, crying softly to the stars. He didn�t know what they were or where they were coming from, but if they were from Burn, he�d love their impressions in his mind as much as he loved every touch and resulting tremor through his body that Burn gave him. He knew that it was the heat of passion and excitement, but he could feel flames licking at the ice magic within him, not destroying it, but rather complementing it, like it was completing him.
Keith came first; his eyes flickering shut to the sharp starlight, his breath stuttering out in short gasps, before the orgasm washed over him, making him spill his seed over Burn�s hand. He stopped moving in the aftershock of the act and Burn had to cup his sticky hand over Keith�s to remind him to continue. Both their hands slid over Burn�s erection, fingers entwined as they pumped hard. Burn quickly reached his climax and as he came over Keith�s bare chest, the stream of white come hot against the silver haired boy�s skin, he gasped out the psychicer�s name.
For a moment, they paused, both fighting for breath. Then Burn rolled off Keith�s body and lay by his side. He used Keith�s shirt to clean off his chest and then pulled him into his arms. They lay, watching the bright pinpoints of starlight in the dark night sky above them, Keith�s head pillowed on Burn�s chest.
�Don�t run away from me Keith,� Burn muttered, pressing his nose into the other�s hair. �Stay with me and I promise I will always protect you.�
Keith didn�t reply. He had fallen asleep in the warm comfort of the first person to ever love him for him.