Fast and Curious
"I hate being left to guard the base there ain't nothin' to do here!"
Tech E. Coyote connected the nanowires to the Deconstructor and looked up from his microscope. "Why don't you complete some exercises in the training room?"
"Not supposed to go when I'm on guard and anyway I beat all the programs twice already today." When Rev Runner "paced" back and forth, he dashed from one side of the room to the other, and Tech had difficulty following him unless he wore his Freeze-Frame Specs, which he hated doing because the strobe effect made him nauseous.
"Where's everyone else?"
"Duck and Slam are out on patrol and Ace and Lexi locked themselves down in the basement they said to practice their fighting but heh heh heh anyway you know what I mean."
Tech grinned. "Their secrecy is rather endearing."
"They are both rabbits and would anyone really be surprised I mean come on after all that's what rabbits do."
"No kidding." Tech rubbed his eyes. "Rev, could you just stand still for a minute?"
The bird screeched to a halt, his beak split in a grin. "Sorry Tech."
"I swear, you do that just to annoy me."
Rev arched an eyebrow, and grinned. "Roadrunners do love to annoy coyotes you should know that brainy boy."
"I'm quite familiar with the biological instincts that drove our ancestors," Tech said, grinning back. "Of course, here in the twenty-eighth century, we're expected to be better than our instincts, aren't we?"
"Speak for yourself I don't know about you but I don't get much chance to indulge my instincts." He paused deliberately and then said, "Least until Zodavia hires a female roadrunner."
"You might have to wait for another meteor to hit for that to happen," Tech said. He stretched his long limbs back in the chair, and after a moment, Rev selected a nearby chair and sat down as well he draped one feathery arm over the chair and looked at Tech.
"You have a girlfriend before this whole meteor thing happened?"
The coyote shrugged and looked away. "Not really. Science was my girlfriend."
"I dated Science in high school and she was kinda fun but lousy in bed you know?" Rev grinned. "Y'ever dated a girl I mean one that didn't go crazy and try to kill us all later on?"
"I didn't date her, she was just a student of mine," Tech said, folding his arms. "And why are you so interested?"
"Hey just tryin' to be a pal when I'm out on patrol with Ace he can't shut up about all the bunnies he's bagged and Duck is the same way though I'm pretty sure he's making most of 'em up and I can never understand what the hell Slam is saying but I know I never heard you talk about a girlfriend so just thought I'd ask and you can ask me if you want."
"I don't want," said Tech, which was only true because he'd run background checks on all the Loonatics and knew that Rev had in fact had three girlfriends. He was about to go on, but Rev was giving him the oddest look, sort of an arched eyebrow with a hint of a grin that was, he realized, an invitation. "But hey, if it'll make you happy. You have any girlfriends?"
"Couple girlfriends here and there sure," Rev said. "Couple boyfriends too."
Tech froze in his chair. That couldn't be true. He'd checked several times, once out of burning curiosity and later out of wistful hope, and none of the male Loonatics had any same-sex partners in his history. Of course, he thought in understanding, as his ears came down from their initial perk of surprise, Rev had somehow found out about his own preferences and was teasing him. Well, fine, he could play along with that. "Really?" he said, looking back and smiling at the roadrunner.
"Sure it's no big deal but we kept it kinda quiet on accounta I was seeing Lodi at the time and I didn't really want her to know I was fooling around but it never came to that cause she dumped me." He grinned wider. "Girls huh who needs 'em right buddy?"
"'Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em,' I believe the saying goes," Tech agreed.
"I dunno about that I could live without 'em if I found the right guy know what I mean?" Rev leaned back in his chair and gave Tech a sideways look.
"Oh, uh, I..." Tech felt his fur prickle and flush, and three loose screws jumped from the table to stick to his paw.
Rev looked at the paw curiously. "You fixin' to fix somethin' there?"
"No, I, uh, I don't know why I did that." He willed his magnetism off, and the screws dropped to the floor.
"Shouldn't leave 'em around I might trip and fall on 'em," Rev said, looking amused.
"Sorry," Tech mumbled, and picked them up again, turning to deposit them on the table.
"You're kinda cute when you get flustered I never saw it before but you are."
"I am not flustered!" he said, feeling the heat in the back of his neck as he turned to face Rev. The screws jumped from the table to his paw again. He shook his paw in annoyance as the roadrunner watched with definite amusement.
"Little trouble with the magnetism there?"
"No. I mean, yes, but don't worry about it, I've got it under control." He dropped the screws onto the table, took a breath, and scooted the chair away from the table, which brought him closer to Rev. "So anyway, you were going to go guard something?"
The roadrunner leaned forward and chuckled. "Don't tell me you didn't know cause I sure can tell about you what's the matter gay-dar in the shop or something?"
"No, it's in the third drawer from the left over there." Tech gestured at the workbench. "But I mean, what makes you think that I'm, y'know..."
"Cause I see the way you look at Ace and yeah he's pretty hot but he's straight as an arrow more's the pity and I see you look at me sometimes but I guess you never saw me lookin' back at you huh?"
"Looking at me?" Tech said faintly.
"Sure you're pretty well built we all keep in good shape right so what's not to look at plus you're cuter than Duck or Slam by a long shot."
"I'm cute?"
"Jeez Tech don't make me say it twice okay a guy's got some pride ya know." Despite his words, Rev looked more amused than anything else, leaning one arm back on his chair and grinning widely.
Tech stared at him, and felt a familiar prickling of attraction. Sure, the fast-talking bird was annoying, sometimes, but he was also the least pretentious of the group, and though he didn't have Ace's muscular build, he was pretty sleek and definitely sexier than anyone but the head bunny. And sure, Tech had had those thoughts, but he'd been celibate since getting his powers (okay, since well before getting his powers), and it was pretty unusual for him not to get those thoughts about any nicely built guy he was hanging around.
And of course, once he admitted to those feelings of attraction, all his talking skills went right out the window. "So, uh, what, I mean, are you, like, uh...what are you saying?"
Rev flicked his wing, making the feathers ripple down it to his hand as it spread open. "Not saying anything just that if you wanted a little help relaxing sometime you could just ask not for like some kind of long relationship or nothin' but just friends helpin' friends know what I mean?"
"Friends helping friends." Tech giggled and covered his muzzle to stop himself. He looked at Rev, who was grinning, but earnest, and dang if he wasn't feeling more than a little interested. "You serious?"
The roadrunner flicked his eyes up to the ceiling. "I figure you got a way to turn the cameras off or at least make 'em look somewhere else for a bit don'tcha?"
Tech followed his gaze up. "Oh yeah," he said. "That's easy. And I can lock the doors too." He looked back down and saw Rev grinning wider, head tilted slightly to one side. When the roadrunner didn't say anything, Tech said, "What?"
"Well what are you waiting for?"
The coyote laughed, a short, sharp chuckle, and got up, amazed at how his heart was pounding. I feel like a teenager again, he thought, and part of his mind spun off to wonder if that effect could be induced synthetically, and if it would really make people feel young again, and then whether feeling young was just about being uncertain and insecure, and deciding probably not, but in combination with a Revitalizer, it could produce a definitely interesting effect. And while his mind was occupying itself happily with that problem, his shaky body was tapping in a few lines of code to divert the security cameras away from a certain region of the control room where there happened to be a comfortable couch. With the flick of a couple switches, he locked the doors, and for good measure, he activated another little device that the rest of the team didn't know about, a time delay on Zodavia's calls that she'd given him after he'd complained about his concentration being interrupted.
When he turned, Rev was tapping his fingers on the arm of the chair; at least, he assumed that's what the blur of his hand was. Tech walked over to the couch and sat in the middle of it. He looked up at the ceiling and then over at Rev. "So, uh," he said, "this is..."
A red blur streaked through the room and then Rev was standing over him as he said the last word, "safe."
"Safe huh?" Rev grinned and hooked his fingers under the bottom of his lycra shirt and peeled it off in one smooth motion, dropping it to the floor next to the couch. He smoothed the feathers down on his chest and plopped himself down in one corner of the couch, leaving about a foot of space between him and the coyote. "Come on over then," he said, patting the couch beside him.
Tech looked over, and shifted on the couch as he felt his groin stirring. Rev was really into it, and he was really going to get...what? He didn't know what friends did, as opposed to what boyfriends or girlfriends did. Should he move over right away? He didn't want to appear too eager, but then again, Rev had told him to. He scooted over a few inches closer, and Rev reached over to grab his arm. "Hey," he said, but allowed himself to be dragged up against the roadrunner.
Rev's body was warm, the feathers soft where their arms touched. "C'mon relax," he said, his hands flickering down Tech's side. "You wanna enjoy this right?"
"That is the point of...heehee!" He squirmed, giggling despite his tension at the flicker of fingers on his stomach. "Hey!"
The roadrunner chuckled behind him, slowing his fingers down and rubbing more firmly. "Sorry didn't know you were ticklish that better?"
"Yeah, that's nice." He closed his eyes at the soft, delicate touch gliding over his lycra uniform.Then the fingers were wriggling inside the uniform and pushing through the fur underneath. "Uh...Rev?"
"What am I going too fast?" Rev laughed. "We're not on a date here right we both know what we want."
"Yeah, I guess." And the fingers did feel good, very good. It had been a long time. Tech lay back and tried not to worry about whether his stomach was as trim as Rev's; it wasn't, of course, because he didn't run around all the time. The rate at which Rev burned off calories was phenomenal, though of course the super-powered part of his speed didn't burn off calories in the usual way. Tech had done tests of the bio-electrical part of the super powers of each of them, and...and...
"Rev?"
The fingers that had slid down past his waistband paused, and then kept going, down the side of his hip. "Yeah?"
He squirmed a little, just a bit, and then he felt the warmth of the fingers around his sac, and pressing against the base of his sheath. "That feels good," he whimpered.
"S'posed to," Rev said, and his fingers explored a little further up, feeling the hard warmth above the soft furred sac. "You really are ready for this aren't ya?"
Tech moaned, pressing back into the roadrunner's slight frame. "Yeah," he whispered.
"Me too," Rev said, and curled his other arm around the coyote, sliding the hand under his shirt while his first hand explored the coyote's whole hard length. Tech hooked one arm over the back of the couch to brace himself, because he was afraid he was going shudder himself off the couch if he didn't. His mind skittered around in different directions, remembering the last person to touch his sheath (Billy Greenbolt, three years ago, just before they broke up), taking in Rev's distinctive scent (arid and sharp, with an undertone of ozone), and wondering why none of the gadgets he'd ever made could make him feel these intense shivers, like electric shocks running through him. He arched his head back again and moaned, and felt the warm, hard surface of Rev's beak slide against his muzzle and up to his ear.
"Gonna try something here tell me if you like it," Rev said, and suddenly his stroking hand was moving, vibrating, and Tech felt a surge of arousal through him, his back and tail arching in pleasure.
"Oh my..." His moan ended in a squeak as his body twisted back against the roadrunner's, all his thoughts flying off and leaving him nothing but a physical body gasping in delight at the vibrations moved up his shaft to the tip and stayed there.
"Guess you like it that always gets me off pretty quick too nice side effect of the meteor, ya know." The roadrunner chuckled and slid his vibrating paw back down to the base of the coyote's shaft, cupping his tightening sac until Tech whimpered, and then moving back to the tip again.
"Yeah...there..." Tech moaned, his paw clutching at the couch. He bucked against the sensations, felt them overwhelm him, and then let out a moan and a high yelp, arching his back as his body sang with long-awaited release. He felt the convulsions through his groin, dimly felt Rev's slender arms around him and noticed that the vibrating hand was just holding him now, wrapped around his spasming erection.
Only as he relaxed, panting, against the bird did he feel the stickiness and smell his seed. All over his uniform, too. Good thing he'd got that cleaning device somewhere. "Oh...my...goodness," he panted.
"That looked pretty good yeah." Rev grinned and gave his sensitive member a squeeze. He yelped, and a pair of screws flew through the air, hitting him in the legs and sticking there. The roadrunner chuckled. "Didn't realize magnetism could be such a problem I guess you must not keep any loose metal in your bedroom huh?"
"Not usually." He'd noticed the phenomenon before, of course, but it had all happened so fast with Rev, and he'd forgotten about it. He reached into his pocket for a handkerchief and wiped himself off, turning to grin at Rev. "Wow. Thanks. Give me just a moment to get cleaned up here and it'll be your turn."
"Take your time I'm enjoyin' the show."
Tech felt his ears flick around, but he was flattered that Rev liked looking at him. He took a little more time than was strictly necessary to finish wiping up, and then pulled his pants up and turned around, crouching on all fours on the couch.
Rev grinned back at him, lying back and crossing his hands behind his head. Tech reached out with one paw to smooth down the feathers on the roadrunner's chest, liking the soft feel of them and the hard lines they covered. Without the black lycra, the bird's feathers were a softer blue and white, all the way down his tight, thin stomach. Tech explored those lines next, and then, unable to stop himself, let his paw roam down the uniform to cup between Rev's legs. He wasn't surprised to find a nice hard length there, not as big as his (he noted with some satisfaction), but still nicely sized.
Rev leaned back as he touched it and sighed, "Ah yeah you found it Tech nice going."
"You're not really making any attempt to conceal it."
"Wanted to make it easy for you well actually wanted to make it hard for you but easy to find."
"I get the distinction." Tech chuckled, still feeling flush from his climax, and not just a little aroused at the hard shape under his fingers. It was intoxicating getting to touch another male, that sense of intimacy, the trust between them, even though it was just "friends helping friends." He took full advantage of it with his fingers, drawing them up and back down, until he felt the roadrunner's shivers of pleasure, and then he couldn't stop himself from pulling down the waistband of the lycra pants. Rev lifted his hips obligingly and shook his red tail free.
Tech ran one paw along the long red feathers and grinned as Rev leaned his head back down, cracking one eye open to look at him. "I've always wanted to do that," the coyote said.
"Anytime you want," Rev said, leaning his head back and closing his eyes again. When Tech slid his paw along the bird's now-exposed erection, Rev let out a long sigh. "That too hey Tech I should tell ya that since the meteor I tend to come pretty quick just so you know."
"Thanks for the warning," Tech said, but he would have guessed anyway from the ripples shooting through Rev's slender form, making even his topknot and tail feathers quiver. He slid his fingers up and down, enjoying the effect it had on the quicksilver bird, and then, because he didn't have any way to gauge how much time he had left before Rev finished, he dropped down to his stomach on the couch and stuck his nose between the roadrunner's legs. Holding the stiff member's base, he stuck his muzzle forward and licked it.
Rev looked down at him with a smile. "Hey you don't have to do that you know paws are good too and you were going great there."
"I know," Tech said. "But I wanted to do something nice, and I haven't had a cute guy's equipment in my mouth in a while. Besides," he grinned, "coyotes love to eat roadrunners."
"Ha ha," Rev laughed and leaned back, bringing one hand down to rest on Tech's shoulder. He let it rest there as the coyote lowered his muzzle again, curling his tongue under the bird's member and guiding it between his warm lips. When he had it resting there, he curled his tongue around it and started licking, moving his muzzle up and down at the same time over the smooth surface.
The roadrunner's fingers clenched around his shoulder and he felt shivers in them, as well as in the quivering member he held between his lips, sucking on it as his tongue rubbed and licked. Rev thrust his hips up and back against Tech's muzzle, humping it faster and faster until he was practically vibrating again, and the coyote's tongue couldn't keep up; the best he could do once the roadrunner had gotten that excited was to hold his muzzle still and keep his teeth well away. And of course, Rev kept up a low line of patter all the while. "Holy smokes that feels great Tech you got some nice tongue there I'm not gonna hold on much longer with that just unh keep it up yeah ohhh and you sure know what you're doin' course I knew that you always kno-o-o-w what you're do-do-doing ohhh yeah coming now comingcomingcoming!"
He was vibrating all over, his erection oscillating in and out with the speed of a machine, so fast it almost hurt Tech's tongue. His hips arched up, pushing the coyote's muzzle back, and his tail made a buzzing noise against the sofa. Fingers dug into Tech's shoulder as the roadrunner squawked incoherent moans and sent hot spurts against the coyote's tongue.
As quickly as he'd come, it was over. Rev sank back into the couch, leaving Tech's muzzle dripping. The coyote licked his lips and swallowed, savoring the same tangy flavor he'd smelled on the bird's feathers. He stayed on all fours on the couch, grinning as Rev's head came up and the roadrunner returned his smile with a goofy expression, tongue sticking out of one side of his beak. He let go of Tech's shoulder and pulled his pants up slowly, shaking his topknot into place.
"Definitely...worth...it." He leaned his head back again, breathing hard, and then shook himself. With one hand, he smoothed his chest feathers into place, and with the other, he ruffled Tech's head between his ears. "You enjoy it too?"
"Yeah." Tech smiled, and sat back. "It was a very pleasant diversion."
Rev was already reaching for his shirt. He slid it on and winked. "Next time we're on guard together, then."
"Definitely," Tech said, and before he could think of anything else to say, Rev had fastened his uniform and sped from the room.
"Say, I, ah, burned out this weapon during practice." Ace and Lexi had come up from the basement, no doubt thinking that he wouldn't notice that Ace had put on his uniform crooked, or that Lexi carried a faint smell of sex about her. "Can you fix it?"
"Sure." Tech floated the weapon to his workbench.
"T'anks." Ace strolled off, while Lexi came up behind Tech to look at what he was working on.
"You spend all day working," Lexi said. "You should take a break sometime."
"Matter of fact," Tech said, "I took a break just a little while ago."
"Really? What did you do?"
He grinned at her. "I went for a little run."
"A run? Where?"
"Just around the room."
Lexi gave him one of those "I will never understand you" looks, and walked away. Tech smiled a smile to himself, and bent back to his nanowires.