[ he's got a god above him. the reincarnation of apollo, brought down from the stars to warm his bed. he leans up, tipping his head to catch quentin's lips in a slow, easy kiss full of want.
its basically a game. how far they can get before someone interrupts. ]
I'm down. We can make a day out of it. [ there are ways to disguise themselves. quentin tricking minds. holowatches. ]
[ he makes a pleased noise into the kiss, rocking his hips against josh's, half-hard as he frees a hand to slide it down between them. he rubs the heel of his palm gently over josh's dick, fingers curling against the fabric between them. ]
Mm-hmm, [ he hums, knees spreading against the sheets. ] Full of too much sugar, too many people, and a hyper four-year-old who's never met a stranger in his life.
[ he pushes his hips down in a slow grind, eyes going half-lidded, teeth catching briefly at his lower lip as he keeps a groan behind his teeth. ] Fuck.
[ and what noah can't manage on his own, quentin will be there to help shield him. especially from any disparaging thoughts about mutants, which will hopefully be in short supply in a place like disneyland. especially so long as the three of them are disguised.
speaking of thoughts, though: ] He's starting to wake up, [ he admits with a quirk of his lips, and shifts to push his underwear down, tugging josh's down next so he can curl his fingers around them both, fisting them together. ] I can keep him dozing for a few more minutes, but..
[ the benefits to biokinesis, really. josh rocks his hips up into quentin's hand. lets them settle into a nice pace and
and then he does what he does best. lets his powers play out, teasing across pleasure receptors and playing with chemical reactions. the ability to deliver a quick - and toe curling - orgasm at a moment's notice has helped significantly. ]
[ one day they'll get a lazy morning all to themselves again. they'll let someone else watch noah, nothing will blow up or try to attack krakoa or start a war, no one will die, no one will need either of them for anything, and they'll get a whole damn day to laze around in bed and be ridiculous and decadent.
until that day, this--not that it's a bad consolation prize at all--will have to do. he cries out, burying his free hand against his mouth to keep the noise muffled, flames flaring hot and bright as josh works him over. orgasm hits him like a fucking freight train, sudden and so intense his vision actually spots at the edges, whole body curling as he spills over his fist. ]
Wait, [ he gasps, breathless, dazed, ] wait wait-- [ while the aftershocks are still pulsing over his nerves, he slides down josh's body and ducks, swallowing his cock without preamble or finesse. ]
[ one day, one day, when the weight of their whole world isn't still settled on their shoulders. one of the other members of the five will just have to step up - he can feel them starting to wake, irritation through their psychic link as they realize why they've been woken before they block him out.
his fingers curl in quentin's soft pink hair, head falling back in a gasp and an oh because he could've finished the job himself but this is always better. he bites his cheek, tries to keep quiet and manages only a strangled quentin for both his approval and his warning ]
[ he hums around his mouthful, a hand hooking under josh's knee and squeezing, throat and tongue working. he doesn't let up until the other man is coming, swallowing around him to try to take everything he has to give, and when he pulls back, it's to cough once, sliding back up the gold-skinned body. he folds his hands over josh's ribs, resting his chin atop his fingers, brows arching. ]
.. Well, that was more time than we usually get. [ he turns his head to kiss the skin beneath his palms. ] I should grab a shower while I can.
[ he nips at josh's ribs just to be a shit, presses a second kiss there to soothe the sting, then pushes upright again. ] Have I mentioned that you're a great househusband?
[ he's teasing, which is probably obvious from his grin, but he leans down to kiss him, then climbs off him, the flames around them winking out one by one as he pulls his underwear back up. ]
I'll be quick. [ there's a quick telekinetic stroke down the length of josh's chest, and quentin slips into the bathroom. ]
[ god if telekinesis doesn't do it for him. josh shivers, gives himself half a moment to recompose himself, then hauls on a clean pair of sweatpants and heads in to make breakfast.
his cooking skills are passable. good enough to rouse a certain baby from their room, looking sleep rumpled, but not so good that david doesn't constantly tell him practice makes perfect. josh scoops noah up into his arms and presses a kiss to his temple, dropping him in a chair and loading his plate up with pancakes.
the krakoan generation of mutants - few as they were now, as so many of their number had died so young and weren't quite ready to settle down and have their kids - were already a forced to be reckoned with. so many mutants starting families together, priming the next generation to be even more powerful and protected than their own.
and of course the son of the phoenix and the life giver was shaping up to be something. godhood was practically guaranteed. the first child of two omega level mutants did not disappoint, the people of krakoa spoiled him endlessly. he never lacked for love, for support, and thrived with both his parents had never quite gotten enough.
(josh had sent a postcard to his parents. once. shortly after the baby had been born, a single perfect photo of his son had been enclosed. but noah, with his naturally pink hair and gold hued skin, didn't really meet his parents standards of beauty.
but dani more than made up for that. dani, who brought back armfuls of toys and proudly called herself his (ridiculously young) grandmother. ) ]
[ they're lucky, truthfully. their human families had been disappointing at best, neglectful and abusive at their worst, but they've made their own family since then. there's dani, of course, and logan and ororo, jubilee, jean and scott and the rest of the five. former classmates and teammates and teachers. even apocalypse dotes on their son in his way, the hope of a new generation, the godling child of mutant gods.
if it's up to his parents, noah's generation will never see the suffering theirs and previous generations had.
noah's shoving far too much syrupy pancake in his mouth by the time quentin emerges, and his mind lights up with pleasure at seeing his other dad, too. he tilts his sticky face up to receive a kiss, and quentin presses a second to the top of his little pink head before heading toward the stove to slide his arms around josh from behind, peering around him to watch him flip pancakes. ]
Have you told him the plan yet? [ his fingers curl loosely, petting the bare skin beneath his palms, and he presses a kiss to one golden shoulder, smiling against it. ] My guess is 'no' or he'd be too excited to eat.
Figured we should do it together. [ he hums, leaning into the hold. holding up a plate and offering it out for the telekinetic to take. ] After everybody gets something to eat.
[ and without looking, as noah perks up. ] And no peeking, buddy.
[ his smile widens helplessly against josh's shoulder as he enjoys the warmth of the moment, the excited curiosity tinging noah's mind, the love and contentment practically radiating from josh. he never thought he'd get to have this. sometimes he's still pretty sure he's not designed for it, like all the years he spent pushing people away, his destructive inclinations, mean he's not meant for soft things. but on mornings like this, with no need for the phoenix's terrible flames, when he's just quentin and josh is just josh, standing barefoot and still sleep-soft in their kitchen, it feels like some kind of ongoing miracle.
he presses a second kiss to josh's shoulder, nosing the bright skin briefly, and accepts the plate, sending it to drift over to the table. silverware and glasses follow, and he fills the coffee carafe while he's at it, setting it on to brew as he finally lets himself release the other man. ]
It's important to ask permission, remember? [ he crosses back to the table, wetting a napkin simultaneously at the sink and reaching up to pluck it out of the air as it reaches him. he crouches then to carefully wipe some of the stickiness off noah's face to the tune of their son's protesting whine of baba! ]
he'd been so envious of it when he'd been younger - still trailing after julian fucking keller like a lost puppy, not realizing that he had a crush and certainly not realizing that he had a type.
he joins them at the table with his own plate (dishes dropped haphazardly in the sink, a problem for later) and grins over at the two of them. ]
I think you got more of it on you than in you, kiddo.
[ i did not, noah protests dutifully, finally squirming away mostly clean and picking his fork up again to start on his pancakes again.
quentin snorts, pushing a few pink strands of hair away from noah's face so he doesn't get syrup on them, too, then rises to sit in his own chair, shooting an amused glance to josh. he hooks one of his ankles with the other man's, lifting his own fork to cut into his pancakes. ]
We've done okay with him, haven't we? [ he sends a few moments later, for josh only, glance flicking from their son to his partner. ] So far, I mean.
Yeah. [ josh pillows his chin in his hand, lips quirked into a half smile. he trails his bare toes along quentin's foot, stuffing a bite in his mouth. ]
You ever seen a kid so happy? [ and happy is important. they don't need to be raising another magneto. the old magneto. the one who had seen and endured so much that the only way through was waging war. ] He's got my table manners, though. We gotta work on that.
[ across the table, noah gives them a slightly suspicious look, as if he knows they're speaking telepathically and suspects it's gross kissy stuff, but quentin smiles at him reassuringly before taking a bite of his own food.
he is happy, isn't he? and he's not a brat, despite how spoiled he is. clingy and needy, yes, but not badly-behaved or a bully, even though he could easily be to other kids his age, given his parents and his blossoming powers.
he presses his foot harder against josh's, a slow rub against the side as he glances aside to him again. ] Do you ever think about giving him a sibling?
he'd grown up with two older brothers. significantly older at that, almost a decade between them. but they'd been his best friends when he'd been small. ]
All the time. [ his pale eyebrows raise a little. ] We'd have to kiss our quiet morning goodbye, though.
For a couple more years, at least, [ he agrees, remembering the sleepless nights with a tiny, wailing infant all too well. it had been hard for them both-- it wasn't as if all the threats against them, against krakoa, had been put on pause just because josh and quentin had a new baby. in fact, things had been a lot less stable four years ago than they are now.
but it wouldn't have to be quite so hard now, would it? ]
We have plenty of help. [ he brushes telepathic fingers over josh's cheek, trails them lightly down his back. ] And in a few years, Noah would be old enough to help look after a younger sibling, too.
[ it's something for them to talk about more fully later, maybe. to talk to noah about, too. ]
[ he's for it. tilting his head a little into the touch. four's a pretty good gap between kids. krakoa's got daycares now. whole teams dedicated to protecting the next generation and ensuring they get the best care possible. a hell of a lot better than when noah had come screaming into this world and akademos was more or less a nonstop frat party.
really, leave it to him to slip and fall face first into adult responsibility. ]
[ he blinks, startled in spite of himself. he'd thought they'd have to talk about it more, weigh their options, debate pros and cons.. but on the other hand, why isn't it this easy? they're well-established, they have the means, noah is getting old enough to help out, they have an extremely large family at this point.. they're ready, aren't they?
a telekinetic hand grips josh's thigh, and a few moments later, it's echoed by quentin's real hand as he leans in to kiss him, syrup sweet and deep. ]
Have I told you that you're really hot when you're decisive?
[ noah had been a surprise. half planned, half goddamn miracle. there was no planning for the way his powers worked - subconscious control of his body was always going to be iffy. a perfect little impossibility. noah coming from the two of them was yet another way mutants were shedding the norms of human society little by little. accepting that they could be anything and anyone, because they'd finally conquered death and given themselves the key to living as many lives as they dreamed.
he wouldn't say no to it again. now that they knew what to plan for. a better idea of how all this was supposed to work. experience with changing diapers and singing lullaby's without being self-conscious. and the wisdom to know when they were overwhelmed and needed an extra set of hands. ]
Mm... That's kinda how we got here, isn't it?
[ his eyes shut, a contented sigh passing his lips. noah makes a particularly loud yuck and josh pulls back, opting to rub noses instead. ]
[ he huffs a laugh at noah's protest, dropping another kiss on the end of josh's nose before settling again, then reaching around to tweak noah's, earning a giggle. ] What's so yucky, huh? Huh? [ telekinetic hands tickle the little boy, making him flail and shriek. fork and pancake go flying, but quentin catches those, too, keeping them from making a mess as he teases their son. ] You calling Daddy and Baba yucky?
[ when noah is gasping with laughter, quentin finally lets up, letting the fork drift back down into the little boy's grip. the piece of pancake goes in the garbage, and quentin presses his foot lightly against josh's again, half-smiling as he taps his own fork against his plate. ] You want to tell him the plan for today, Daddy?
Well, once we get you all cleaned up, I was thinking me, you and Baba could go tooooo [ he drums his hands against the tabletop for dramatic effect ] Disney World!
[ the react is instantaneous. excitement causes the dishes to rattle and Josh reaches out to calmly steady them, letting his powers soothe the child before they end up with the kitchen being blasted to smitherins (again). ]
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Date: 2021-04-07 06:53 pm (UTC)its basically a game. how far they can get before someone interrupts. ]
I'm down. We can make a day out of it. [ there are ways to disguise themselves. quentin tricking minds. holowatches. ]
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Date: 2021-04-07 07:17 pm (UTC)Mm-hmm, [ he hums, knees spreading against the sheets. ] Full of too much sugar, too many people, and a hyper four-year-old who's never met a stranger in his life.
[ he pushes his hips down in a slow grind, eyes going half-lidded, teeth catching briefly at his lower lip as he keeps a groan behind his teeth. ] Fuck.
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Date: 2021-04-07 07:23 pm (UTC)Gonna have to give a refresher lesson about inside thoughts vs outside thoughts.
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Date: 2021-04-07 08:13 pm (UTC)[ and what noah can't manage on his own, quentin will be there to help shield him. especially from any disparaging thoughts about mutants, which will hopefully be in short supply in a place like disneyland. especially so long as the three of them are disguised.
speaking of thoughts, though: ] He's starting to wake up, [ he admits with a quirk of his lips, and shifts to push his underwear down, tugging josh's down next so he can curl his fingers around them both, fisting them together. ] I can keep him dozing for a few more minutes, but..
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Date: 2021-04-07 08:50 pm (UTC)[ the benefits to biokinesis, really. josh rocks his hips up into quentin's hand. lets them settle into a nice pace and
and then he does what he does best. lets his powers play out, teasing across pleasure receptors and playing with chemical reactions. the ability to deliver a quick - and toe curling - orgasm at a moment's notice has helped significantly. ]
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Date: 2021-04-07 09:09 pm (UTC)until that day, this--not that it's a bad consolation prize at all--will have to do. he cries out, burying his free hand against his mouth to keep the noise muffled, flames flaring hot and bright as josh works him over. orgasm hits him like a fucking freight train, sudden and so intense his vision actually spots at the edges, whole body curling as he spills over his fist. ]
Wait, [ he gasps, breathless, dazed, ] wait wait-- [ while the aftershocks are still pulsing over his nerves, he slides down josh's body and ducks, swallowing his cock without preamble or finesse. ]
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Date: 2021-04-07 09:32 pm (UTC)his fingers curl in quentin's soft pink hair, head falling back in a gasp and an oh because he could've finished the job himself but this is always better. he bites his cheek, tries to keep quiet and manages only a strangled quentin for both his approval and his warning ]
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Date: 2021-04-07 09:48 pm (UTC).. Well, that was more time than we usually get. [ he turns his head to kiss the skin beneath his palms. ] I should grab a shower while I can.
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Date: 2021-04-07 09:51 pm (UTC)[ maybe next time they'll need to start a little quicker. he lets himself settle back down, arms looping lazily around the little phoenix's body. ]
You shower. I'll go start breakfast.
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Date: 2021-04-08 12:02 am (UTC)[ he's teasing, which is probably obvious from his grin, but he leans down to kiss him, then climbs off him, the flames around them winking out one by one as he pulls his underwear back up. ]
I'll be quick. [ there's a quick telekinetic stroke down the length of josh's chest, and quentin slips into the bathroom. ]
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Date: 2021-04-08 12:15 am (UTC)his cooking skills are passable. good enough to rouse a certain baby from their room, looking sleep rumpled, but not so good that david doesn't constantly tell him practice makes perfect. josh scoops noah up into his arms and presses a kiss to his temple, dropping him in a chair and loading his plate up with pancakes.
the krakoan generation of mutants - few as they were now, as so many of their number had died so young and weren't quite ready to settle down and have their kids - were already a forced to be reckoned with. so many mutants starting families together, priming the next generation to be even more powerful and protected than their own.
and of course the son of the phoenix and the life giver was shaping up to be something. godhood was practically guaranteed. the first child of two omega level mutants did not disappoint, the people of krakoa spoiled him endlessly. he never lacked for love, for support, and thrived with both his parents had never quite gotten enough.
(josh had sent a postcard to his parents. once. shortly after the baby had been born, a single perfect photo of his son had been enclosed. but noah, with his naturally pink hair and gold hued skin, didn't really meet his parents standards of beauty.
but dani more than made up for that. dani, who brought back armfuls of toys and proudly called herself his (ridiculously young) grandmother. ) ]
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Date: 2021-04-08 12:54 am (UTC)if it's up to his parents, noah's generation will never see the suffering theirs and previous generations had.
noah's shoving far too much syrupy pancake in his mouth by the time quentin emerges, and his mind lights up with pleasure at seeing his other dad, too. he tilts his sticky face up to receive a kiss, and quentin presses a second to the top of his little pink head before heading toward the stove to slide his arms around josh from behind, peering around him to watch him flip pancakes. ]
Have you told him the plan yet? [ his fingers curl loosely, petting the bare skin beneath his palms, and he presses a kiss to one golden shoulder, smiling against it. ] My guess is 'no' or he'd be too excited to eat.
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Date: 2021-04-08 02:49 pm (UTC)[ and without looking, as noah perks up. ] And no peeking, buddy.
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Date: 2021-04-08 03:29 pm (UTC)he presses a second kiss to josh's shoulder, nosing the bright skin briefly, and accepts the plate, sending it to drift over to the table. silverware and glasses follow, and he fills the coffee carafe while he's at it, setting it on to brew as he finally lets himself release the other man. ]
It's important to ask permission, remember? [ he crosses back to the table, wetting a napkin simultaneously at the sink and reaching up to pluck it out of the air as it reaches him. he crouches then to carefully wipe some of the stickiness off noah's face to the tune of their son's protesting whine of baba! ]
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Date: 2021-04-08 05:35 pm (UTC)he'd been so envious of it when he'd been younger - still trailing after julian fucking keller like a lost puppy, not realizing that he had a crush and certainly not realizing that he had a type.
he joins them at the table with his own plate (dishes dropped haphazardly in the sink, a problem for later) and grins over at the two of them. ]
I think you got more of it on you than in you, kiddo.
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Date: 2021-04-08 06:11 pm (UTC)quentin snorts, pushing a few pink strands of hair away from noah's face so he doesn't get syrup on them, too, then rises to sit in his own chair, shooting an amused glance to josh. he hooks one of his ankles with the other man's, lifting his own fork to cut into his pancakes. ]
We've done okay with him, haven't we? [ he sends a few moments later, for josh only, glance flicking from their son to his partner. ] So far, I mean.
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Date: 2021-04-08 06:41 pm (UTC)You ever seen a kid so happy? [ and happy is important. they don't need to be raising another magneto. the old magneto. the one who had seen and endured so much that the only way through was waging war. ] He's got my table manners, though. We gotta work on that.
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Date: 2021-04-08 06:56 pm (UTC)he is happy, isn't he? and he's not a brat, despite how spoiled he is. clingy and needy, yes, but not badly-behaved or a bully, even though he could easily be to other kids his age, given his parents and his blossoming powers.
he presses his foot harder against josh's, a slow rub against the side as he glances aside to him again. ] Do you ever think about giving him a sibling?
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Date: 2021-04-08 07:20 pm (UTC)he'd grown up with two older brothers. significantly older at that, almost a decade between them. but they'd been his best friends when he'd been small. ]
All the time. [ his pale eyebrows raise a little. ] We'd have to kiss our quiet morning goodbye, though.
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Date: 2021-04-08 08:03 pm (UTC)but it wouldn't have to be quite so hard now, would it? ]
We have plenty of help. [ he brushes telepathic fingers over josh's cheek, trails them lightly down his back. ] And in a few years, Noah would be old enough to help look after a younger sibling, too.
[ it's something for them to talk about more fully later, maybe. to talk to noah about, too. ]
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Date: 2021-04-08 08:06 pm (UTC)really, leave it to him to slip and fall face first into adult responsibility. ]
I'm ready when you are.
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Date: 2021-04-09 12:19 am (UTC)a telekinetic hand grips josh's thigh, and a few moments later, it's echoed by quentin's real hand as he leans in to kiss him, syrup sweet and deep. ]
Have I told you that you're really hot when you're decisive?
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Date: 2021-04-09 06:21 am (UTC)he wouldn't say no to it again. now that they knew what to plan for. a better idea of how all this was supposed to work. experience with changing diapers and singing lullaby's without being self-conscious. and the wisdom to know when they were overwhelmed and needed an extra set of hands. ]
Mm... That's kinda how we got here, isn't it?
[ his eyes shut, a contented sigh passing his lips. noah makes a particularly loud yuck and josh pulls back, opting to rub noses instead. ]
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Date: 2021-04-09 12:51 pm (UTC)[ when noah is gasping with laughter, quentin finally lets up, letting the fork drift back down into the little boy's grip. the piece of pancake goes in the garbage, and quentin presses his foot lightly against josh's again, half-smiling as he taps his own fork against his plate. ] You want to tell him the plan for today, Daddy?
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Date: 2021-04-11 05:08 am (UTC)Well, once we get you all cleaned up, I was thinking me, you and Baba could go tooooo [ he drums his hands against the tabletop for dramatic effect ] Disney World!
[ the react is instantaneous. excitement causes the dishes to rattle and Josh reaches out to calmly steady them, letting his powers soothe the child before they end up with the kitchen being blasted to smitherins (again). ]