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[It was less of a misunderstanding and moreso just a mistake, on multiple fronts, all of which involved Rex being fully blameworthy and culpable. But as these two heroes will learn throughout their lives, people are not monoliths, and are capable of a multitude of surprising feats. Rex's soft, tender epicenter is heavily guarded, surrounded by a barricade of emotional walls constructed to keep himself safe. His heart's been broken so many times that it's left him tepid and sensitive, ad he's treated the following time, all the years and days and hours, like just another day in a dog-eat-dog arena.

Punch first, ask questions later. Come out on top! Be the Big Man, you know the drill.

Nobody seems to care that, even though Rex's skin won't show signs of injury unless a considerable amount of damage has been done, he can feel every ounce of pain that comes with it. Whatever.

He snorts, cracking a genuine smile at Mark's endearing reaction. A faint trace of dimpling can be see around the senior hero's typically sassy mouth, which is in part how one can discern that Rex is being sincere this time around.]

Yeah, it's insane! You're pretty slender everywhere else. Where'd all that junk in your trunk come from? I don't get it!

[At this point, it's no surprise that Mark is just living his life, completely unaware of something so obvious. The boy hasn't spend hours sizing himself up in the mirror like Rex often does, and in fact, isn't concerned with his own reflection.

Rex has noticed.]

Are you sore at all?

[Before asking permission, which he should do more often, Rex reaches over to rub his thumb in rhythmic circles over the back of Mark's neck, adding pressure when necessary. Secretly, he relishes the sensation of folding skin beneath his fingers, especially the areas where Mark's hair gets in the way.]

When you fall you look like a big baby goat.

Edited 2021-12-22 20:14 (UTC)

_{[ It definitely is more embarrassing when Rex puts it that way-- if he is paying close enough attention, he may notice Mark's blush deepen. He even lifts both of his hands to his face in an attempt to hide it. Yeah, he hadn't really.. noticed? Well, if he did, he hadn't ever gotten anyone to comment on it.. and that's the embarrassing part. He's not sure if he is supposed to be self conscious or flattered.

Though, now that Rex is putting attention on it, Mark is pretty sure he gets that feature from his dad. Oops. Did that mean all Viltrumites had big butts? Mark will never know. Because fuck Viltrumites. ]}

Um, haha.. well. guess that kind of explains why you kept falling behind me, then.

_{[ The attention to his neck is nice and Rex will notice that he enjoys it by the way he lowers his cup and makes a small hum. He huffs some laughter. ]}

Come on, I don't look that bad. I'm not that sore, though. Just a little. I guess the reason why I'm any sore at all is the fact it's been a long time since I've ice skated. Why?

_{[ Mark removes one hand from his cup to rub his palm firmly against Rex's back in response. ]}

Are you sore?

[If asked, Rex would argue that Mark's butt was cuter and rounder. A bit perkier, too, but that's probably an age thing. Omni-Man has the kind of muscular ass, that, if you hit your head against it by accident... You'd probably end up snapping your own neck.]

I told you already- I'm an ass man! Of course that was the reason.

Speakin' of which, when are you gonna let me take a crack at that thing? I'd have grabbed it by now, but your reflexes are fucking terrifying. Wouldn't wanna be whacked all the way to Mars just 'cause I made the wrong move! Hey.

[Rex finds himself distracted by the noise, tempted to lean over and press his lips to that sensitive patch of skin, only to be surprised by Mark reciprocating.]

Nah.

[A lie. Now that he thinks about it, he is sore. The back pain comes and goes, intermittent and ever-present. It only improves sporadically with yoga, meticulous stretching, and adequate rest. A reminder that his body was once mortal, like those of the common people he despises so much.]

Not more than usual, anyway.

What does that even mean? Take a crack at it? Dude.

_{[ His fave is still pleasantly flushed, but a sweet smile accompanies it. He genuinely feels happy and it’s been awhile since he’s gotten this bubbly feeling that flourishes in his stomach.

His hand retracts and returns to his cup, but he inches closer to Rex. It’s not typical of him to settle his head on someone’s shoulder other than his mom’s, but he feels so peaceful and content right now he allows it to happen, settling his head on Rex’s broad shoulder. ]}

… I never thought I’d be in a situation like this.
With you, no doubt. I didn’t think you would ever like me. But also, I never thought I’d ever really want you to like me either.

_{[ Man. What will Eve think? ]}

[What Will Eve Think™ is exactly the thought that has kept Rex up at night... How mad is she going to be for not only cheating on her, but somehow stealing the man she was going to move on from him with?! Oh, she's going to be absolutely furious. And she should.]

It means I wanna slap some cheek and watch it bounce, motherfucker, Jesus!

[The crass nature of Rex's language is in stark contrast to his gestures, for as soon as Mark rests his head on the muscley meathead's shoulder, an all too large arm will circle around his waist. He even tilts his head to press a kiss to Mark's temple. Disgusting!!!]

Have I taught you nothing? And, yeah, yeah, yeah. I know! Whatever.

I'm too tired of feeling like shit to think about that anymore.

If you didn't want me to like you, you shouldn't've clung so hard to me at night.

_{[ Rex's response is.. incredibly crass, it's true, and Mark almost flinches at how easily he says that. Still, he doesn't chide Rex like maybe he would have done in the past. This guy is into spanking apparently? Uh. Noted. Mark isn't sure how he feels about it, but the fact he doesn't scold Rex is positive.

He smiles again. ]}

Well, maybe you shouldn't be so warm and comfortable.

_{[ Mark's arm wraps around Rex's waist instead. ]}

Wow. You've really been behaving then, haven't you? All this time and you haven't given me a slap.

_{[ mark don't use sexy words like bEHAVING, jesus... ]}

[Mark's downright saccharine praise is a mere statement of fact, Rex's body is warm because that's what it was made to be, a quality that's wasn't even native to him from the start. And yet in this moment, he is reminded that the younger superhero likes a lot of things that other people despise about him, even though those traits are unchangeable, fixed. He's almost reluctant to break Mark's cutie pie hold on him, but he leans over, using his free hand to swing the young half-Viltrumite's legs over his own thighs, so that they are strewn about Rex's lap. To make matters worse, Rex leans so far in that his nose touches Mark's.]

Is this what you call good behavior?

[Mockingly, he clicks his tongue, grinning all the while.]

Come on, baby bird. You don't have beat around the bush with me anymore.

I know you're stronger than me! Yeah, h'okay, what's new?

[For once, Rex doesn't sound mad about it.]

But you still prefer it when I do all the heavy lifting, don'tcha, Tiger? So then, let me lift you up and lay you down! I'll go easy on ya.

[and u kno, that would be fine, he could just end it there, butt-]

You do know the dead of winter is totally baby-making season, right?

_{[ This is definitely the most flirtatious that Mark has seen Rex; the atmosphere must be getting to him as well. He makes a small noise of protest when he feels himself being slung around, but Rex's lap is comfortable against the bottom of his thighs and is breath is so warm when he speaks. The only reason Mark is flustered is because his Viltrumite blood makes it easier or him to let his mind wander places. It's already happening and Mark's face cascades red again, embarrassed by a thought that passes his mind.

Where he's seated completely on Rex and grinding against him.

Mark squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. ]}

Y..yeah, so..? Wait, wait.

_{[ Why is it he catches onto the innuendo and nasty things quicker than anything else? Oh, right. He's a dude. ]}

You're wanting to have sex with me? Already? Like right now?

_{[ He knew this was probably going to happen; he just didn't know it was going to happen so quick into their relationship. Technically a whole month of their romance was lost in Danaca, so this seems very soon for Mark. ]}

Uh..

_{[ He's not saying no right away though..? He's stunned, more than anything, mostly cause even after dating Amber for months and allowing her to take the reigns on things, she never asked him. Not so bluntly like Rex did just now, at least. ]}

[WHAT WAS THE HORNY THOUGHT, FIDGEY???!!!! INQUIRING MINDS WOULD LIKE 2 KNOW]

Awh! Was it that obvious?

[He scoffs, that signature Rex Splode rasp more audible at close range.]

That was sarcasm, by the way.

[Rex has lived his life in a variety of extremes, hot-tempered and warm-blooded, lacking a model for healthy partnerships of any sort. His parents' relationship seemed more like a misery loves company situation than anything else, so when he flew the coop and Radcliffe's facility offered him a room with all the amenities he could ever dream of, the first thing he slapped on the side of his room was the Playboy centerfold from that year's December issue. Several years have passed since then and Eve taught him nearly everything he knows, but in many ways he is still the same horny bastard.]

Don't worry, your precious butthole's safe- For now.

[HOW IS THIS GOOD FLIRTING ETIQUETTE, IT's FRIGHTENING, DISGUSTING??? HE ONLY GETS AWAY WITH THIS BECAUSE HE'S HOT!!!!

oh also he's gonna get a double handful of some cheek now rip??? is this making sense??? ping me on disco if 4 clarification i am here]

Why are you so surprised? We were all over each other back in phony LA. Haha! LA. Phony. There's two words that are fucking redundant, huh?

Edited 2021-12-25 05:50 (UTC)

_{[ Well, now he feels foolish questioning Rex. Was his butthole really safe? Or should he continue to mentally prepare himself for more propositioning. Was he still propositioning? Mark has no idea. Rex is an enigma, really, and even with their elevated relationship, he is still figuring out the older hero.

A squeak passes through his lips when he's grabbed. It feels good, though, to have someone possessively hold you in an area that was off limits to everyone else. A brief, hot breath passes through Mark's lips, but he makes no attempt to remove Rex's hands or complain. ][ UH.. ]}

I guess.. cause.. nobody else has really ever.. said anything like that to me? So I'm surprised that it happened. Like.. um.. like I knew you probably would.. just cause of..

_{[ um you're a horndog and he knows it ]}

.. cause of how you are? I just didn't expect it this early in our relationship.

I don't know about you, but a month feels like a long-ass time not to be touchin' each other.

[Rex states that matter-of-factly, but his expression does soften, the edges of his lips gaining a tender bend. Is this the part where he tells Mark that he and Eve had waited for two years before trying anything intimate? And, oh god, their first time had been a super disaster.

Mark is definitely shy, but in a way, the older hero understands the flustered behavior. After moving about in space believing that you are undesirable, never being perceived in such a manner, it's hard to embrace the idea that someone may genuinely want to get down and dirty with you.]

Why? Don't think you're ready?

[A puff of air passes through Rex's nostrils.]

Nobody is. Not really, not their first time. But, that's, like, fine! You'll get the hang of it eventually.

'S not rocket science. Well, with dudes. I'd argue that girls are kind of tricky. They don't have all the same bits! So it's a lot more complicated.

[pls not that this is not meant 2 b taken as fact, it is simply a rex splode Opinion]

Edited 2021-12-25 06:24 (UTC)

_{[ Mark would argue he knows a little bit more about how to get it on with a girl in this heteronormative world where his comics were written in the early 2000's, but you know. What Rex is saying does make sense to him-- he likes to be stroked and tugged a certain way, so Rex probably would enjoy the same kind of touching.

Some pink has reached his ears by now, but he remains calm, making eye contact on anything other then Rex as he thinks about it. He knows he'd enjoy sex, but yeah, it's pretty scary to think about for the first time. A brief silence falls over him before he loosely drapes his arms around Rex's shoulders and finally settles his gaze on him. ]}

Why do you want to have sex with me?

[Oh. He can gauge that Mark is nervous, so Rex tightens his grip protectively. If the roles were reversed and he were in Mark's shoes, he'd definitely be intimidated.]

Beeee-cause! When we're in our birthday suits as opposed to the super ones?

We don't need to look good, or stand for anything, or be thinkin' about the state of the world! Or anybody else for that matter.

[Rex's shoulders slump, his chest deflating a good deal. He really is doing his best to be honest.]

Also? I'm just really horny.

_{[ He's not sure what kind of response he was expecting, but he's fairly certain it was something like this. Mark isn't a save-it-for-marriage type of guy, but he'd like some validation that whoever he does it with really wants to do it with him because they honestly want to.. not because he's someone who is accessible. Mark presses his lips tightly together and removes his arms from Rex, allowing his legs to remain right there. His arms gently fold over his arms now that he's finished his cocoa and they're having a discussion. ]}

Yeah? Aren't we all in some capacity?

_{[ Mark isn't saying it, but he's feeling a little randy himself. He's a bit more subtle than Rex is about this, though. The other indication is just his nervousness and how warm he's feeling right now. That still doesn't mean he's going to be aggressive about this. ]}

Good to know you just want to get off with me cause I'm someone here.

_{[ He doesn't move, though, honestly interested in how Rex is going to respond. ]}

Huh? That's not what I-

[Thankfully, he stops himself before making some hurtful comment about how Mark doesn't even come close to his usual physical type. The hot air within him might as well have steamed out through both olive-skinned ears.]

What do you want me to say? That I'm in love with you?

[When it comes to love and lust, it's hard to tell the difference sometimes, for Rex, at least. If it were brought up in public, he'd deny it outright, but he gets attached to people rather easily. About three months into dating Eve, he had told her he loved her, and there had been a little bit of a scare at that moment. They were thirteen and fourteen, what the fuck was he going on about?

But he had insisted that he knew. Never in his life had he felt that way about anybody else, just her. Eve was the first (and only) person who had ever loved Rex for himself, mess and all, including the poor sense of humor and nasty attitude.]

I... I can't tell, sometimes. What it is that I'm feeling, I...

[Rex's throat goes dry. Being honest about this is difficult.]

I know that you make me feel... Soft? And pretty much everything about me's all hard and pointy... And shit. I mean, just look at me!

Edited 2021-12-25 23:35 (UTC)

_{[ The feeling is mutual. Rex isn't his usual type either. He's the first guy he ever liked (though, there might have been some questioning in his early teen years when it came to William) but he's definitely the first boyfriend he's had. As Rex explains, surprisingly, the answer does chill him out a little bit, mostly cause he feels like he might be on the same page as Rex in this regard. Mark couldn't say that he was in love with Rex right now, but.. ]}

... Yeah? That's the truth?

_{[ It's a little more important for him to know since he's never really had sex, so Rex shouldn't be surprised at his questioning. The hands return to Rex, this time idly toying with some of the loose locks from his bun. He's hesitant to ask, but he needs to know: ]}

Do you think that you could maybe love me some day? Can you assure me that I'm not wasting my time with you?

[His eyes, typically so full of that trademark, saucy spitfire, reveal an inkling of what he doesn't say. Eve was lucky, in a way, to encountered an iteration of Rex who was so raw and vulnerable, with not yet enough time or mental fortitude to reflect on the great degree of tragedy he'd experienced. His bitterness only hardened him further, because the more time he spent with her stupid, forgettable normie friends, the more jealous he felt. They all had so many damn choices. College was an option for them! They could be accountants, doctors, musicians... And their dinky part-time gigs at Baskin Robbins or the local grocery mart didn't come with the risk of dying.]

It already feels like that? Sometimes.

[He immediately regrets saying that out loud.]

Y'know, it gets pretty funky up there. In my head, I mean. I know it sounds impossible, but...

I've made excuses for a lot of really bad people. I loved them, because of what they meant to me? But it was all a lie.

[Radcliffe. His mother and father.]

Until Eve and I were a thing, I didn't know what it was like for anybody to, um, want me? For real? And then I felt that, and... I just wanted more.

[Should he tell Mark how angry it had made him, to hear her go on and on about him? How days before the funeral for the original Guardians, Rex had angrily sat up in his own bed, imagining what it would be like to see her beautiful green eyes welling up with tears as she laid her head on another man's shoulder?

Rex doesn't handle death well. Not of superheroes, and definitely not the big guys. If they could go down, then so can he, and that's something he's known for years now. To have it confirmed so blatantly...

He simply doesn't want to think about it.]

So... In response to the first thing? Yeah.

It's the second question that I'm not so sure about.

Edited 2021-12-26 00:22 (UTC)

_{[ He wasn't expecting Rex to say anything about love or being in love with him, so the psuedo-confession makes his heart skip for a moment as he puts his whole attention on Rex-- specifically his eyes. Were they always that green looking? It was also very admirable and kind of cute with how honest Rex was trying to be, and in moments like this, Mark can really get it. He can really get what Rex is saying and how he's feeling. There's no typical ditzy questions or confusion.

A small smile plays on Mark's face once he realizes Rex is done speaking and, with a shaky exhale, the younger teen gets a little cozier in Rex's lap, shifting so he's completely settled on him, one leg on each side. He even adjusts the blanket so they both are still wrapped up in it. ]}

That's a good enough answer for me.

_{[ His hands smooth over Rex's shoulders, eventually down his collar bone and chest and settle right on his abdomen under those impressive pectorals. ]}

For now, at least.

_{[ A sudden bolt of nerves spirals through him and he swallows thickly. ]}

I'd like to, um, at least.. try with you. But you can't laugh at me. Um.. uh.. or.. I don't know.. be patient with me. I don't--

_{[ Time for his honesty: ]}

I don't really know what I'm doing or what to do. I don't even really know what to expect, really.

[His heart is still thundering about in his chest while Mark's hands glide all over, and though Mark's thighs are warm, his more slender body comfortable against Rex's own, does it mean anything? There's no real confirmation that the other boy really wants him, and he's probably just dipping a toe into the warm, messy pool that is Rex's devotion. The Guardian reflects on the moments where that nearly gravitational pull was present, and wonders if Mark has ever experienced a emotion so earth-shattering. An intensity that penetrates all layers of your sentient consciousness, compelling you to do insane things.

Rex can pinpoint three instances that have wrung such feelings out of him. When Mark had breathed Rex's name against the older hero's chest as they slept, when Rex had helped an ailing Mark drink water, and when the younger boy had washed his then "friend's" body and hair with soap and water whilst he bled.]

But that's the whole thing! You don't have to do anything. This may be a "collaborative effort," on our parts? But I'm plannin' on doing most of the work. I know, I know! It sounds hard to believe, but I'll show ya. Sex, I can do! Dear God, it's almost the only thing I can do properly... Ugh.

[says the boy who has properly been with one person sexually + romantically, then decided to participate in a threesome (potentially foursome) out of spite, and sucked all of 1 dick]

It's okay. You're forgetting that I was a virgin once too, ya'know. What, you think I popped out of the womb knowing how to eat a girl out right away? That'd be creepy as hell!

You do know that if you're having a major freakout or want to bail, you can tell me. Gettin' your freak on is not a legally binding contract. You can get off the ride whenever you want! And so can I, that's how it works.

_{[ Rex is doing a lot of talking and explanation that Mark wasn't expecting, and in most cases, he would enjoy this, but it's a lot. He allows the older teen to talk, idly toying with the bun until he loosens it, allowing those fiery locks to fall and settle against Rex's broad shoulders. Mark didn't say or give any indication that he was wanting Rex to do most of the work here, but it makes sense considering he's the more experienced of the two. Still, Rex may see Mark wrinkle at his nose at the assumption.

His hands rake and run through Rex's hair for a moment before he settles the palms on Rex's face, tipping him upward so he can look down at him properly. ]}

Rex.
You're talking way too much, dude. I know all of that. I'm not really scared of doing something like this with you-- just a little nervous.

_{[ Rex will probably feel his hands shaking a bit. He shifts in his warm seat, intentionally grinding some pressure down on the teen beneath him; a tease of what is yet to come. ]}

Who said you were going to do most of the work, huh?

_{[ Oh boy, here it goes. Before Rex can say anything else, though, Mark dips down and brings their lips together, meshing against him in a firm kiss. ]}

Edited 2021-12-27 02:33 (UTC)

[it is, perhaps, very telling that the first thing rex does when his hair is let down is follow the hair tie with his eyes bc GOD IF HE LOSES THAT SHIT-]

[Rex pants nervously, the whites of his eyes growing more and more visible as every preconceived notion he had about Mark and his weirdly submissive and breedable behavior is quickly being slung out the window. That square jaw of his is tipped upwards and he's forced to listen to the spawn of Omni spout some cockamamie bullshit before his lips and tongue are taken and-]

Mm-mmph!

[Oh, right. Mark is strong. As in, he can break off a bit of skyscraper and crush Rex's skull beneath it strong. And unfortunately for Rex, he can't say that he hates it. The Guardian feels like a deer in sexy headlights, which means he unfortunately is now picturing a deer in lingerie, and overwhelmed by a sensation that can only be summarized in two words- Panic Horn. As always, the horniness wins out.

He breaks the kiss and though the lady doth protest, his hips are still moving? smh]

Why does everybody keep saying that?!

[#becauseit'strue]

Agh, hah... [Rex has literally no shame, and since this is the first time he's even gotten close to getting laid in the past few months, he tightens his own grip around Mark's waist until he Feels-] WAIT?! Is your dick bigger than mine? NO!!!

[Instead of stopping, he only goes harder. (badum tch)]

I can never win against you, can I?

_{[ If Rex is going to break off the kiss on the lips, Mark is just going to try and find another spot to kiss him. It seems the roll of his hips have started something and although Rex is the one joking about being horny, it really doesn't take much to turn Mark on either. His rosy lips move, peppering along the slope of Rex's neck. It's very strange making out with someone who is so solid; Mark is accustomed to Amber's softness and curves, but Mark is slowly realizing that he likes it. It symbolizes strength.

Rex speaks loud and it causes Mark to flinch and pull his mouth away, a small, string of spit following after him. He exhales slowly, shakily, eyelids falling halfway open. ]}

H.. Huh? Is it? I don't know..! I never noticed!

_{[ Mark swallows thickly. ]}

.. Wait. is it?

_{[ Y'ALL. ]}

[DO YOU SEE THESE ANGRY EYES, HE WAS ENJOYING THAT ATTENTION TO HIS SQUARE ASS NECK, AND YET HERE HE GOES, RUINING IT FOR HIMSELF-]

At least I actually know how to use mine!

_{[ then he stops his movement altogether and just sits there for a moment…

did he really just… ]}

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