storm watch/to titan and back

[bossymarmalade]

When Hal informed Kyle that he’d be able to meet up, Kyle sent a ring transmission back almost immediately -

—-Ring Tx: Actually, can I meet you in Star City? Can we meet somewhere else? Not here. Maybe we can go to the Watchtower, if Casa de Flecha is still full house? Lemme know.

Hal had been waiting for that response, and it honestly concerned him a little. Nevertheless, he gave the matter a little thought. They needed to talk, so privacy was going to be key. That eliminated both of their homes. The Watchtower wasn’t much better, all things considered. A lot of people were always coming and going, so it was far less than ideal. Humming to himself, he thought…and then chuckled a bit. Of course. They were Green Lanterns. They could cheat.

—-Ring Txt: You know, there’s a really interesting storm on Saturn that I haven’t been able to go see yet. Charge up and I’ll meet you in orbit there in a few hours. Sound good?

Saturn. Kyle read the message a few times.

——Ring Tx: Sounds good. I’ll be waiting (since I’ll get there first). ;)



Honestly Kyle didn’t really care if he got there first, but he had to say something while he tried to process his surprise at the suggestion. Well, maybe surprise wasn’t the correct word. More…exciting? Confusing? Hilarious? Freaky? Pleasing? Professional? Wackadoo? Kyle spent most of his time getting to Saturn thinking about the right word, and it still didn’t come to him. When he got there…well he was actually the first to arrive; but more importantly, Hal certainly wasn’t kidding about the storm. To say it was ‘interesting’ was an understatement.

The storm was more like a volcanic eruption that spanned half of the globe, that also happened to be pushing somewhere in the thousands of miles per hour. If gravity worked the same way here as on Earth and if the atmosphere was breathable, a regular Kyle Rayner would still be dead in less than one second from the ferocity of the storm. Still, it was…absolutely breathtaking. The things they saw, as Green Lanterns…Kyle marveled. And, just like growing up in LA and always intending to visit the Chinese Mann Theatre, as a Green Lantern, Kyle had always intended to visit the rest of the planets within his solar system neighbourhood. But he’d only really ever flown by Saturn, never really stopped to check it out.

Now, here he was hovering above one of the most terrifying storm he’d ever seen in his life, secure and unruffled in his glowing Lantern shield. And Kyle twinged a realization many Lanterns came to in the face of a relentless storm: the concept of absolute power and control. All he had to do, really, was imagine it.

Turning his back to the planet, Kyle broadcast out his coordinates, although he didn’t really need to - in the near distance, Kyle could see green trail through space, aimed straight for him.

There was something comforting in flying through Hal’s own system. The layout was familiar, but the territory mostly foreign. Hal felt privileged to be one of the only humans to every look on the more distant planets with his own eyes. It was too bad, really. The other planets were so amazing, especially when you got to see their relative size. You couldn’t appreciate how massive Jupiter was until you flew passed it, or how lovely Neptune was until you were right next to it, or the delicate beauty of Saturn and Uranus’ rings.

Right now, though, Hal’s mind was really on another beauty…namely Kyle. He could see the glowing green speck against Saturn’s reddish surface, and he poured on just a little more speed to reach him faster.

“Should have known you’d beat me,” he said, smiling warmly. His mask vanished from his eyes, letting him look at Kyle unimpeded. “Hope you haven’t been waiting long.” He reached out and squeezed his hand, moving close enough to nuzzle him.


It was only a little weird to see Hal in space, in his full Green Lantern uniform, but without the mask. Kyle had become so used to certain things being kept separate in his mind for the sake of clarity, a small detail like seeing Hal coursing easily over Saturn, and also being able to see those dark brown eyes…it was pretty compelling.

As Hal moved closer towards him, Kyle dissolved his own mask, pushing his face against Hal’s. Hal felt icy hot…the feel of outer space. Kyle was pretty sure he felt the same. It was comforting. “I pretty much rushed here, Hal,” he said, reaching his hand up and touching Hal’s strong jaw, lightly at first and then bracing around the back of Hal’s neck to kiss him.

It felt like it had been ages. But Kyle didn’t bother saying that. Instead he finished the kiss with another, smaller one and then leaned back, smiling. “Interesting choice, I gotta say. Not one I’d’a thought of in a million years.” He quietly looked back out over the gigantic planet, realizing there was no need to rush this. They were far, far away from everyone and everything, fully charged rings and, well. It felt free, even just for a little bit.

“You sounded like you wanted privacy,” Hal said, squeezing Kyle’s hand. “It doesn’t get much more private than this.” He looked down at the planet, watching the storm below. He slid his arm around Kyle’s waist, pointing along the stripes on the planet. “Look at how fast it moves,” he said. “Its days are so short…For such a huge planet, it’s insane. No wonder nothing lives on it.”

And if it did, they would have had to evacuate half the planet because of that storm. Suddenly Hal was GLAD to live in a mostly dead system. Their planets were pretty volatile as far as weather and composition went.

Nuzzling into Kyle a bit, he hummed under his breath, making a bubble around them so they could relax a bit more…and touch without the barriers in the way. The warmth of Kyle’s skin was so much better with skin on skin contact, and Hal rubbed his cheek affectionately against the younger lantern’s.

Kyle leaned heavily against Hal when he started pointing out all the aspects of Saturn, and he listened with a fond, gentle joy. Hal spoke evenly and even his breathing was steady and calm. It was the nice thing about being with another Earth Lantern. Well two things: for one - they were hovering over Saturn; and for two - there was that overall understanding of awe. No matter how many different planets they’d visited as Green Lanterns, they’d all grown up with that Earthlike wonder about the mystery and majesty of everything that existed beyond their little blue planet.

“It’s breathtaking,” Kyle said, not really sure if he was talking about the storm raging on Saturn, or Hal being here, or maybe both. Kyle settled for both, leaning in closer to Hal as they hovered within the bubble Hal created for them. Kyle grinned at that, and reached his hand out to push against the bubble, pouring his own will into it so Hal wouldn’t have to expend more of his ring’s power. Still: bubbles. It was just so old school. Oh Hal.

“I wanted to not be there because Guy’s there,” Kyle said bluntly. He felt Hal tense a bit; and without looking up, Kyle reached over to pet Hal’s arm. “He’s fine, he’s just. He didn’t really like hearing about…ah…well. And then, Hal…” Kyle’s conscience (not the Kate one) kicked up as he tried to figure out if he should tell Hal about Guy’s recent sexuality-feelings-whatever crisis. Guy had asked him to keep it between the two of them….and Ollie. Kyle’s mouth twisted. Well…Kyle was getting that niggly incestous feeling again an he shook his head against Hal. Compromising, he said, “He’s…confused.”

Hal listened as Kyle explained a little. Seemed like it was time to get to the business of ‘talking’ like they needed to. That was fine, they’d do better to get all of this off their chests anyway. Rubbing Kyle’s side, he looked at him from the corner of his eye, able to SEE how concerned he was with the whole thing. He frowned a bit and kissed his cheek.

“I’m not sure what exactly his problem is,” he said. “but…I don’t know. I just hope he gets over it soon. I can’t really take him when he gets in moods like that.” He grit his teeth a bit. “Swear it sets me back about 20 years or more…When I was still a buck and he was new. Cocky bastard.” He half chuckled and shook his head.

“So…is that what you wanted to talk about? Guy’s problem? Or..” He looked at Kyle, tilting his head a little. “Anything you have to say, I’m all ears.”

Kyle screwed up his face and grinned at Hal, sliding around his long frame to face Hal and curl his arms around the older Lantern’s waist. All of this blatant touching and handling of Hal in the subjective ‘public’ of space was kind of heady. All the things Kyle wanted to do, but generally refrained from…it was a free-for-all here and Kyle figured he should take advantage of it; well, as long as he made sure to keep talking. Hal being gorgeous and real made that a little difficult, but Kyle refrained from kissing him again.

“Did you just call your old self a ‘buck’? Oh gawwwd Hal!” Kyle laughed, spinning them in a very slow, lazy circle. He sobered up a bit as he thought about Guy. Lately, it seemed like his thoughts couldn’t stop orbiting around either one Lantern or the other. “We’ll get to what I wanna talk about, like, the happy things…the you and me things later. I just need to…” Kyle took a lingering sigh and then continued.

“I think I know what his problem is. He’s…I think because of you and me? He’s realized that he’s kind of confused about…about you, um. Y’knowwww….” Kyle released Hal’s waist to spin one hand in an oval. “In…that…way. He’s got, like. Feelings for you. And I don’t know what to do about it. He’s my partner, Hal. I’m supposed to take care of him, and…I don’t know. Everything’s starting to feel really convoluted if I think about it too much, and I just want things to be simple, dammit.”

Kyle looked up, squinting. “Didn’t Ollie tell you about this? Guy said he talked to Ollie about his…ayyy carajo this is getting complicated.”

“….On ME?” Hal gaped a moment, staring incredulously at Kyle. He laughed and shook his head a moment later. “No way, that can’t be it.” He shook his head, licking his lips a bit. It sounded like Kyle was sharing something he really shouldn’t..and Hal felt the need to reciprocate.

“He and I had a big argument the other day,” he said, leaning back a little and looking out at the infinite black beyond their little bubble. “…He told me that I couldn’t just use you til I got bored…Like he thought I was going to hurt you.” Looking at Kyle, concern took over his features. “He told me you’ve been having…anxiety issues.” He sat up fully, giving Kyle a level look. “If you think he’s having some…issues, you might have miscalculated the source. Or I have…Hard to say, since it’s Guy. He’s never been the most forthcoming of people..”

Kyle laughed along with Hal; but really, what else could it be, the way Guy was talking about his feelings? Unrequited? His crush was with someone else? It was pretty obvious to Kyle, but…his joviality all faded as Hal kept talking. Guy’s love life - such as it was - became less of a concern.

Instead, Kyle became perfectly still, staring at a distance behind Hal’s left ear. That Guy had talked to Hal as if Hal was just some common cabron…that Guy had acted as if Kyle was some helpless child who needed his ‘protection’…that Guy told Hal about his anxiety attack.

“He told you all that.” Kyle stated flatly, his jaw working as he spoke through clenched teeth. He finally refocused on Hal’s face, the older Lanter’s expression looking as stony as Kyle was feeling. “I think…I think I’m really angry right now, Hal. Why would he tell you that? What the hell!?”

Anger was a strange look on Kyle. Hal couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen him actually get angry…He didn’t like it. Like Fear, Rage could overcome and compromise Will. He clasped Kyle’s shoulder, rubbing his thumb over his collarbone.

“I don’t know,” he said. “I think he was trying to protect you…Apparently he’s lived under a rock since I came back and doesn’t know I don’t really sleep around anymore. He seems to think what we have is a fling, and he told me that if we fall out, he’s the one who’ll have to help you cope.” He frowned a bit, setting his jaw a moment before he spoke again.

“It sounded like he flat out didn’t trust me…I swear, I don’t know what’s gotten into him.”

Kyle looked to Saturn, letting Hal thumb at him as he stared at the storm and wished he could fly right into it. “I didn’t know…I mean I knew he was annoyed or something, I thought it was because of the whole Lantern thing, not because…” Kyle drew in a breath, holding Hal’s hand on his shoulder. “Help me cope…” He laughed to himself, just a little bitter. “Like I have noooo idea how to cope with…dios.” Kyle pushed away from Hal, extending out the bubble to somersault slowly away. He covered his face for a while, breathing into his palms for a while before floating back to Hal to grasp the other Lantern’s hands and pull them close to him.

“Okay, for the record? I don’t think you were gonna —” Kyle paused, his lips curling as he worked them around the distastefulness of the word “- use me. I never thought that for a second. I trust you way too much to ever think that, even wonder about it. And as for my big scary anxiety attack? That was just me being me. I get freaked out. That’s supposed to be what makes me a good Lantern, si? Feeling fear and overcoming it, that’s my thing, right?” Kyle kissed urgently at Hal’s fingers, curled around his own.

“Well, that’s just me. It’s not just alien invasions and Sinestro that makes me feel fear, it’s a lot of stuff…but I overcome it. It’s what I do. You…you know this about me, right?”

Hal let Kyle move away from him, welcoming him close again with firm, steady hands and an understanding nod. Kyle was high strung, that was just how he was. When trouble came up, he’d freak out a little, take a breath, then deal with it. Like any good GL should. Hal pulled Kyle against him, wrapping his arms firmly around him.

“It’s not some sin for us to feel fear,” he said. “It’s whether we can overcome it that sets Green Lanterns apart from everyone else.” He let the quiet hang a moment. There was a soft crackle-pop noise far below, little flashes amid the blue storm on the planet. Lightning…incredible.

“I’m here for you,” he said, his voice losing the harsher edge it had had. It was gentle and warm, the perfect compliment to his deep brown eyes. “I’m always here for you. If anything ever bothers you or…anything at all..” He took Kyle’s ring hand, lacing the fingers of his own with it. Their ring’s touched and glowed, bathing them in green light. “It’s easy to find me.”

Kyle sighed audibly against Hal and carefully, slowly relaxed his tense muscles bit by bit, feeling his agitation at the situation start to ebb away as he felt the light from their rings bathe over them. He then turned and looked over Hal’s shoulder, staring out into the big wide nothingness of space; but this time he wasn’t hazed over with anger, and he could admire the stars and those…swirly colourful patches that he loved so much. It was like a painter’s canvas. Well…a maybe a black velvet painting. Kyle laughed to himself, amused.

“I just don’t like when people dip their fingers in my paint…make a mess of things and think they’re making it better. It’s my painting.” Kyle slid his arms up around Hal, clenching at his shoulder blades and then hooking his hands onto the back of Hal’s firm, squared shoulders. “It’s our painting, no one else’s.” Kyle blinked lazily, gradually sliding into peace as Hal kept right on holding him, making no move beyond gently stroking Kyle’s back. Mmmm. Kyle smiled again.

“Okay, maybe Ollie and Kate helped a bit. In a good way. Aaaanyway Hal…” Kyle readjusted his head, so he could push his nose against Hal’s neck. ”I haven’t even gotten to the most important issue. What’re we gonna do about your girlfriend? I can’t betray Mia like this.”

Hal loved how affectionate Kyle was. Every little touch and caress was wonderful, warm and gentle and full of tenderness. And when Kyle made life into art analogies..it was just too endearing for words. Hal understood that sentiment, since he used to see things in terms of flight and jet jargon. But that had been years ago, in another time, in another life…literally.

“I’m sure she’ll understand,” he said, chuckling at the bit of levity. “She knows I’m a free spirit and need to be free sometimes.” He nudged Kyle back a little, gazing at him with a warm smile as he raised his hand to slide his fingers through Kyle’s hair. He could have just kissed him over and over, holding him close in between and murmuring sweet things in his ear.

“I’d almost forgotten what it feels like..” he mused. He realized only a second later that he’d said it out loud.

Kyle pushed his head against Hal’s fingers as they flickered through his hair. It felt so wonderful…but even better than that, it felt so right. Not just the feeling of Hal playing with his hair, not even having Hal close to him, but just…all of this. All of the possibilities that this was. All of the promises it brought. All those lovely, tantalizing, just out-of-reach thoughts of ‘forever’ and ‘together’ that Kyle valued so much. That was what made Kyle marvel the most at all. It all seemed to be summed up in Hal, somehow.

If he was honest with himself, Kyle still wasn’t quite sure how, or even if it was real, or just his own overactive fantasies. Kyle’d never fallen so hard and fast before, but now it seemed more like everything around him had fallen into place, from the moment Kyle had headed out on a solo GL mission to an outlying planet, and instead found Hal Jordan lounging on the darkside of the moon. He didn’t want it to stop.

Kyle tilted his head at Hal, tapping one of his boots against Hal’s in a gentle, repetitive motion. “Que? Forgotten what what feels like?”

Way to go, Highball, Hal scolded himself. Now he had to explain what he meant…and make a massive decision on the fly. Great, no problem, he’d done that before. But this…this was different. This had only happened a handful of times, and he was having a difficult time really rationalizing just how to go about it. Licking his lips slowly, he leaned close and kissed Kyle deeply.

He let the contact linger, let it ebb and flow naturally back and forth between them. His hands pulled Kyle against him, part of his mind craving that contact with him. He could feel the heat of his body, the thrum of his ring’s power, everything. When he broke the kiss, he gasped, eyes half lidded as he gazed at Kyle.

Now or never, he thought. One arm slid around Kyle’s waist, the other hand coming up to caress his cheek.

“…What falling in love feels like.”

Kyle leaned hard into the kiss, not really knowing why Hal didn’t answer his question, but hey - this wasn’t exactly a bad thing. It wasn’t a bad thing at all, in fact. He’d kissed with Hal before, a few times now, and it always stirred Kyle right up, made his blood feel like it was catching fire.

But this felt different, it felt like more. Maybe it was the melting pressure of Hal’s soft, slick lips, or the way they were pressed together, warm and flush. Maybe it was because Kyle was so surprised, but he could swear the thrill from this particular kiss shot straight from his head right down to his feet and then back up again. Everything about him and Hal seemed to work in that incredibly beautiful tandem that they’d shared…well, pretty much from the start, for Kyle. His ring was originally formed from Hal’s, after all. From the glimmer of connection back then, now it felt like a near-overwhelming surge of pseudo-symbiosis.

More lightning crackled behind Kyle, on the planet’s surface. Flecks of blue and bright white flickered into their green.

That was when Hal said it.

Kyle looked everywhere else but Hal’s face for a moment, and he grasped tightly to Hal’s arms.

“You…what?” Kyle’s voice was quiet, but not gentle. He swallowed, finally making eye contact, and resting a tentative hand against Hal’s cheek, mirroring Hal. “Say that again? Say it a million times.”

Hal’s heart raced a little, throat tightening when Kyle zeroed in on that. But then he went on, and Hal relaxed a little. He smiled warmly, pulling Kyle close enough to kiss him softly. He kept it brief and gentle, pulling away a little and licking his lips as he gazed at the other man. Lovely Kyle, precious Kyle, dear sweet Kyle…his Kyle.

“I think,” he started, chuckling as he struggled to find the words he wanted. “…I think that I’m…That I have…fallen for you.” He felt positively giddy, something he hadn’t felt in years. Oliver had been different. He didn’t so much feel it as one day he woke up and realized it was so. Carrol was different, since they’d gone on dates and been through all manner of madness. This though…He’d needed this. He needed something new in his life to remind him he was still alive, that he wasn’t on that strange cusp of existence anymore.

He squeezed Kyle’s hand firmly, watching those young eyes brighten as he spoke. His heart was fluttering and he almost felt light headed…and he loved it. He loved this, he loved Kyle’s smile, his eyes, his touch…

“I love you,” he said softly.

“I…” Kyle accepted Hal’s kiss, so soft he could barely feel it until Hal pulled away, and then Kyle missed it, desperately. He kept his hands curled tightly around Hal’s own, as if it felt like he was going to fly away at any moment…Kyle wasn’t sure which one felt like they were going to fly away. Keep him and hold him tight. Kyle or Hal, whichever. Both. That’s what mattered. He looked up at Hal’s hair, floating brown strands, flying upwards in a construct atmosphere…except that wasn’t right. And he suddenly realized…

“…We’re upside-down,” he said, and looked up - no wait, down - no, no wait….no. No, it was better to just look straight at Hal. Hal wasn’t going anywhere. There was an expression of pure, unadulterated adoration across Hal’s smooth symmetrical features; and if being upside-down in space hovering over Saturn’s unpredictable storm wasn’t enough to make Kyle’s head feel awash with heat and excitement, it all paled in comparison to see Hal Jordan looking at him like that.

“It’s been so long…” Kyle said, and leaned his head closer, resting his forehead against Hal’s mouth and chin. “I know this is like seriously cheesy but I never really imagined I’d…dios. I stopped looking, Hal. I stopped looking for this because, I didn’t…want…” But Hal was with Queen, Kyle reminded himself, using that as an anchor to not let himself get carried away with his feelings. Green Arrow being there, making sure things weren’t ever going to be just the Hal and Kyle Show - it was a good thing to remember. Kyle could use that, remind himself that Hal wasn’t going to go anywhere. Hal had Queen; and therefore Hal wasn’t going to…to…anyway. It made sense to Kyle.

It was a new feeling, to contain himself. Kyle was used to exploding all over the people who offered to love him like this - consume every part of them that he could, and give everything he had in return. But this wasn’t the same. Things had to change. This was the new ideal, because the old ideal never, ever worked out. He closed his eyes and breathed in Hal’s scent.

“I…” He wanted so badly to say it back, but stalled himself and instead asked, “But why?”

Hal had never been gotten that as a response. He felt his stomach tying itself into knots, nerves beginning to get the better of him. Why? That felt like one of the “why is the sky blue” or “why is space black?” questions. Why…because he did. He cleared his throat, looking away a moment before bringing his gaze back to Kyle.

“Because…because you’re amazing, Kyle. You’re talented, you’re smart, you’re beautiful. Your smile lifts my spirits, and let’s me know things will be ok..” He shook his head a little, raising a hand to brush the backs of his fingers over his cheek.

“There’s nothing about you that isn’t somehow wonderful…I’m…I’m sorry if I’ve over-stepped, or misinterpreted anything..”

It’d been a while since he’d felt this guilty. Assuming Kyle would reciprocate suddenly seemed like a silly thought, and part of him wondered where it had come from in the first place. Nevertheless…He didn’t want to hide his feelings from someone if he didn’t have to, not again. That had only lead to misery in the past.

Kyle blinked rapidly and smiled as he heard Hal talking, starting to feel a little red around the collar of his uniform. He pushed his fingers against Hal’s mouth, feeling a slight puff of air as Hal fell silent. Kyle didn’t regret asking. He realized now that he needed to find out, just like Hal had told him straight up-front about his feelings for Ollie, Kyle realized it was only fair to reciprocate that sort of honesty. Now that Kyle had finally figured it out.

“Nooo no, Hal not that,” Kyle cooed, not wanting to ruffle Hal; well, not like that. “I mean - don’t get me wrong: I really, really loved hearing that. Really. I really really really really did. hooo…” Kyle looked away momentarily and took a breath. His heart was pounding again, but Kyle didn’t feel anxious, or even scared. They were here alone, Kyle reminded himself, and they were being honest.

“But I know I’m a good man, that wasn’t what I was asking. I don’t worry that I’m lovable. I just mean…for you, like. How can I improve on a person who’s already so happy? What’m I fulfilling for you? I’m not gonna lie: even though I know I can’t, um…I mean…okay. You and Queen being together? That works for me. It works because…well…anyway. It works. I like that you guys are soulmates and stuff, but… ahaaaa…” Kyle knew he was all-red now, and leaned himself back from the hips to rub the back of his head. “I just like…I want to have…I need a visual. Of where I fit in your…I want my own niche in the world of Hal Jordan. A special niche, like. A part of you. Just for me. That’s what I want.”

He looked up finally at Hal, then couldn’t help reaching out and holding Hal’s face with both hands. Kyle’s legs floated back behind him, so he flew perpendicular to Hal, keeping hold of his face. “And just so you know, I think you’re amazing too, Hal. I think you’re steady and hilarious in your own way. And you’re like soooo strong and decided about stuff and I’m surprised at you every time we talk, with your dulce ways and also you are kinda totally an awesome Green Lantern. It’s poetic to see you in a fight. And you’re, ahahaa….really good with the bedroom things, like. Wow. But I never imagined I’d ever…feel this way about you. You’ve always made me feel brave but man I didn’t realize how much you make me feel…alive.”

Kyle pulled himself closer, rubbing his nose and lips along Hal’s brow and his cheeks, making a few rounds of nuzzling before finally pushing his mouth against Hal, stealing his breath as they kissed. Kyle pulled away and sighed it back, still close enough to brush against Hal’s lips as he said, “I love you too, Hal. I love you too.”

Kyle’s explanation made sense. In a multiperson relationship, everyone wanted their place, a spot that was theirs and theirs alone. They didn’t mind sharing so long as at least something was set aside and special. With him, Ollie, and Kate, that was easy. Hal was a man and Kate was a woman, and in both physical and mental ways, they fulfilled what Oliver needed. He could see how, between Kyle and Ollie, the roles were less defined.

Hal let himself get lost in the sweet kisses Kyle lavished on his face, punctuated by the reciprocation he’d feared he wouldn’t get. Kyle loved him…The knot in his stomach turned to butterflies, making him feel like he was 15 years old all over again. He smiled, warmly, broadly, honestly, then held Kyle close to him.

“…To borrow a cliche, you’re my inspiration,” he said. “You’re the flavor and thrill in my life. Oliver and I…we’ve been friends so long, we’re like an old married couple. We bicker and argue and drive each other crazy, but we’re crazy about each other, too. You…” He slid his fingers through Kyle’s hair, watching the soft black strands fall from his fingers.

“You’re the opposite of him in everyway. You’re young and open to learning and new experiences. You have a fire for life and a love of living that are just so beautiful. You’ve been through so much…” He lightly bumped the underside of his chin. “But you keep smiling..” He shook his head a little, holding Kyle close to him and nuzzling his neck. “You’re so very important to me, Kyle. I love your artist’s spirit..” He nodded to the planet below them. “The way your eyes light up with wonder from seeing something like this…” He tried to think for a moment, searching for words that wouldn’t come to him.

“Even if I can’t pinpoint where you go right now..” he took Kyle’s hand and squeezed. “There’s the makings of a Kyle-shaped place in my life. we’ll figure it out as we go.”

Kyle soaked up Hal’s words like a sponge. He still couldn’t quite believe that someone was saying these things to him, words of love that Kyle always, always craved to hear from the people he loved, especially the ones he was in love with. But it was different now, it wasn’t just a desperate need, as if the words were unstable or fleeting like Saturn’s atmosphere. This time, Kyle was absorbing Hal’s sweet promises, sketching them into his mind’s eye. He listened carefully as Hal spoke, not wanting to miss anything he was saying. It was all important. And it was all delicious.

His determination constructed itself brick by brick over his doubt with each thing Hal said. The warm, confident determination that Kyle loved feeling, because it meant he could do anything and everything he could possibly do to make sure Hal was happy and Kyle could proudly show just how happy he was in return. It was the best feeling in the world, really - knowing he was now completely free to demonstrate his immense gratitude for being the subject of Hal’s love. For having him. Kyle now had a Hal; and god knew Hal wouldn’t be able to get rid of Kyle, even if he tried. It was a beautifully surprising foundation to build on.

“All we need to do is decide what house to build,” Kyle added to his thoughts out loud, perfectly okay if Hal didn’t quite know what he was referring to. The meaning was there: Kyle agreed with Hal that figuring it out as they went along was a good thing, and that was what mattered. “But whatever it ends up looking like, I think it’ll still be the best house ever. Anyway, that’s kind of the fun part. Well, I also like the settling in part as well. That’s always fun too.” It never got much farther than that for Kyle’s relationships, since getting comfortable and planning for the future usually meant death. So, Kyle decided then and there, not to think about that. Instead he just thought: All will be well.

Kyle pulled himself as close as he possibly could to Hal, hooking his legs around Hal’s and pushing him back against a tensed wall of the bubble. He kissed Hal, slow and deep. He hummed into his mouth, trying to burn off this sudden burst of excess energy. He wasn’t kidding when he said Hal made him feel alive. He felt every fibre of himself vibrating, like a speedster (okay not quite; Kyle was sure Wally would snort derisively)…like the closest approximation of a speedster than he could muster.

Pulling away and biting hard at the insides of his lips, Kyle then huffed a breath and grinned slowly at Hal. He ran a hand down along Hal’s shoulders. “The things I’m thinking of doing to you right now…but I guess we really shouldn’t, I mean. Probably not, right? But dios, I gotta do something, I’m burning up here…” Kyle twisted a bit, and looked at the planet. “You really know a lot about Saturn, huh…we could ride out the storm? Just to see if we can.”

“We could,” Hal said, looking down to the planet once more. “We’d have to buff up our shields and keep moving..” It was a dangerous proposition, one he was all for toying with…but not right now. He wanted to enjoy this moment, and this particular mood it had set. Strong hands at Kyle’s hips, keeping their bodies flush as Hal nuzzled his neck.

“Still..I’m very curious about those ‘things’ you’re thinking of..” With a thought, he formed a soft mattress beneath them, pushing Kyle over and loosely pinning him down. He smiled, leaning down to lick at Kyle’s lips teasingly.

“There’s no one around,” he said. “And no one to say what we should or shouldn’t do. We’re lanterns, space is our territory.” He kissed over Kyle’s cheek, across his jaw, then slowly down his throat. “I want to enjoy this moment..Savor it.” He sucked ever so lightly at Kyle’s pulse point, then lifted his head to look down at him.

“So, Mr. Rayner,” he said with a quiet chuckle. “Enlighten me..Tell me what you want to do. Or better yet.” He kissed him softly, breathing his next words against his lips. “Show me.”

“Dios mio…this is the sexiest thing ever,” Kyle’s voice had a slight tremor in it, not because he was nervous but because he was so goddamn turned on right now. Like all his constructs, the bed Hal created appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly they were both on it and there was no doubt what Hal wanted now. That more than worked for Kyle.

He kicked his legs out a few times as he lay underneath, and then settled for crooking them up and spreading them apart, letting Hal’s thighs slide in-between and…yes. Instinctively Hal just oh-so-easily rolled his hips against Kyle’s and it was a thrill as good as that night on the planet…or maybe it was like that night with construct Hal…or maybe this was an entirely new experience, building from the last two.


Kyle vaguely wondered just how far he could take it with Hal, how much he could just keep pushing for more and more, from the both of them. Because Kyle liked to push - especially when the person he was with pushed right back. And Hal, well. Hal never backed down.

“I can show you —” But he bit his comment off, his eyes shining bright as he looked up at Hal. That familiar, exciting smile that slanted to one side; it was the smile Hal gave when he was feeling good. Confident and fearless. It wasn’t lost on Kyle that he was making Hal feel this way now. He arched his body hard into Hal’s and bit a corner of his bottom lip, moaning from the sensation.

“You sure there’s no one around? No Klingons or Daleks filming this for their own private score? Not that I’d mind,” Kyle grinned and squirmed a bit, reaching up to drag his lips along Hal’s mouth. ”Sometimes it’s fun to put on a show.” Yes. Si. Yes…Kyle made a mental note of this. Now that he was free to think whatever he wanted about Hal, filming was definitely going on the zomg!Hal bucket list.

Show him. It’s what Hal asked. So Kyle clenched his fingers around Hal’s hands and moved to sit up, getting on his knees and tugging at Hal to do the same. Kyle then leaned himself eagerly over Hal, pushing the other Lantern backwards. Kyle figured Hal’s balance could take being bent in precarious ways while still kneeling; and boy, did he ever bend back beautifully. Kyle hummed in pleasure as he slid his arms around Hal and kissed him slowly and purposefully.

“I can’t stop kissing you,” Kyle said taking a small breath before kissing him again, exploring all the parts of Hal’s hot-wet mouth with his own. “I can’t, it’s impossible.” He sucked on Hal’s tongue for a bit, then pulled away reluctantly and licked his lips. “But I think first we need to get rid of…” Kyle flicked at his ring with his thumb and with that, his uniform dissolved away. “You now, Mr Jordan.”

Hal loved just how forward Kyle was. He’d never been one to really like a timid lover. It was too much work to gently coax them along, worrying they might say ‘stop’ at any moment. He was a gentle and generous lover…but a man had needs. Needs Kyle seemed all too willing to fulfill. That look was intoxicating, and it had Hal’s breath hitching a bit just watching him.

Settling on his knees, he leaned backward, torso bowing gently as he supported himself on his hands. Deep brown eyes took in every inch of the younger lantern’s body, and he licked his lips in anticipation of once again getting to touch and caress and just FEEL that beautiful form. He raised one hand and dragged a finger down the center of his body, uniform curling away from the center point before vanishing altogether.

“That better?” he asked, smiling. His sleeves and pantlegs vanished in a little line of green, gloves and boots following soon after. “Now…come here.” He reached out and took hold of the back of Kyle’s neck, pulling him closer and pressing a firm kiss to his lips.

Kyle forgot to breathe as he watched, entranced as Hal slid his finger…jesus, just /down/ himself, the uniform peeling off obediently to reveal his smooth pale skin. Hal’s fingers had a tendency to make things obedient, Kyle recalled fervently and suddenly he gasped loudly, only then remembering to take a breath when Hal looped his hand around Kyle’s neck and soundly kissed him.

Kyle nearly let himself fall onto Hal, but recovered enough to swing back upright, crowding as close as possible, making no attempt to hold himself back. Not anymore. They were finally together, FINALLY; and it felt like Hal’s skin burned against his own, and everything felt warm and hard and willing.

He kissed at Hal’s responsive mouth, pushing in and then pulling back to look at Hal, make sure the older Lantern was still there, before crushing up against him again. He wasn’t kidding when he told Hal it was hard to stop kissing him. Hal’s face seemed built for kissing. His mouth was just long and wide enough to fit perfectly, creating that soft suction against Kyle’s, making Kyle moan loudly. Hal’s lips were thinner and more tense than a woman’s, but so very pliable. Kyle pulled away again, spidering his fingers up Hal’s neck, along his squared jaw and then dragging a couple fingers along Hal’s bottom lip.

“You’re like too hermoso to believe, you know that? Ahaha, I know I know - I’m sure eeeeveryone says that to you,” Kyle grinned and rolled his eyes, then leaned in and kissed at Hal’s ear, sucking gently on the lobe. “But I’m saying it to you now, so that makes it special.”

Hal smiled a bit at Kyle, laying back and pulling the younger man over him as he did. Kyle’s weight was comfortable atop his own, firm and lean but still soft in all the right places. Smoothing his hands over his sides, he squeezed his hips a moment, licking his lips provocatively as he listened to him. Honestly…how could one person be so endearingly adorable?

“Hearing you say it does make it that much more special,” he said. Both hands smoothed over the small of his back, easing up slowly as he pressed his fingertips in against smooth skin and muscle. “Don’t think I could ever get tired of hearing it from you, either.”

Looking up at Kyle, he raised a hand to stroke his cheek slowly. His fingers traced the perfectly defined bones, enough to be pleasing without looking gaunt. He traced back to his temple, around his ear, then cradled his cheek in his palm.

“I love you,” he said, voice low and soft.

With every passing moment that Kyle spent with Hal, he continuously thought he couldn’t be more pleased than he was at that very moment. Then Hal said or did something that made that moment most pleasurable. It should have felt exhausting, to be so continuously overlapped with thrill and gratitude; but Kyle had stopped allowing himself to feel this way for such a long time. And now, he was hungry for it. And the best part was that Hal didn’t even need to put on any act or make any more effort than he ready to give to Kyle. He gave himself so freely and generously, which such assurance, it stabilized Kyle straight through to his core. Kyle closed his eyes momentarily, nudging his face against Hal’s hand and kissing the flat palm.

“I love you too,” he said back and it was exciting, so - “I love you too,” he said again, and then grinned. Still exciting. “I love you soooooo so so much, I didn’t even think it was possible, but I do, I love you. Te amor. Te quiero! Kyreish’ngyaa’i!” Kyle trailed his hands along Hal’s taut midsection, toying with his navel and then running his fingers down further. “Kilowog taught me that one, Bolovaxian.” Not particularly sexy bringing up poor old Kilowog, but Kyle felt it was only polite that credit should be given.

He laughed, shuffling further against Hal, so that Hal sat on his heels and Kyle perched on top his lap. They were so close together now, almost every part of them touching, but neither of them actually doing anything but existing in each other’s spaces. It was heady enough, for Kyle. He knew he was hard, and he could tell Hal was too; and any touch from Hal probably would set Kyle right off…but. The green energy of pure, sweet will surrounding them and the feel of heat and slight dampness between them - Kyle just wanted to finally, finally relax and enjoy this.

“Hal,” Kyle said his name softly, tasting it, the way it sounded like a longing sigh. He arched into the feel of Hal’s fingers along his back. “Hal. You make this all feel so right. I was freaking out, you know; about how I’d be able to handle being with another guy, but. You’re really good at pacing me…it’s like you just knew.” Kyle thought about it for a moment, teasing a finger around Hal’s hip before dipping his head to lick a strip along Hal’s collarbone. He bit softly at Hal’s shoulder. “I’m so glad I kissed you, that first time. Annnnd I’m so glad you didn’t push me away.” He bit again, just slightly harder.

Having Kyle so close was something Hal had feared might never happen. But here they were, poised, perched together above one of the largest planets in their system. Hal could only imagine how they looked like this…Given how he was seated, and how carefully Kyle was arranged atop him, he could only assume it was a sight to see.

“It surprised me,” he said. “But I’ve always handled surprises well. S’what made me a good pilot.” He grinned a bit. “Thinking on the fly.” He leaned close and caught Kyle’s lips a moment, lightly worrying the lower one with his teeth before letting him move away again. Kyle was so gorgeous with kiss swollen lips…as though he wasn’t ALWAYS gorgeous but that was well beside the point.

“Right now, I want nothing more…Mmm than to be as close to you as possible.” Both hands rubbed down his back, smoothing over his ass before giving it a firm grope. Though he had no intention of ‘exploring’ that further, he couldn’t help kneading and rubbing it firmly. Another trait Kyle and Oliver shared, dynamite asses.

“Well I’m glad it surprised you,” Kyle said pushing more against Hal so he could grasp him a bit firmer. It was amazing to feel Hal’s hands on his again, after last time with the construct Hal. Such a difference. Real-Hal had no competition…but Kyle did vaguely wonder how it would work if he ever created another construct Hal again. Would the transmission of touch and feeling work a second time, or a third? Kyle started to push and rock against Hal, into his hands and against his belly as the thought of this excited him. “And I’m really glad you can fly so well, Captain Jordan…it is Captain, si?”

Calling Hal by rank…that was suddenly the breaking point for Kyle. Hal’s hands were hard and persistent and then alternated to being almost frustratingly light and fleeting against Kyle’s skin and it triggered a sudden rush and need to have everything he could possibly have from Hal, right now. He crushed himself once more against Hal, kissing him thoroughly before sliding his hands around Hal’s long frame and twisting them around, letting Hal recline on the bed, Kyle rearranging himself on top of Hal. He lowered himself slowly and took his time kissing Hal. By now both their lips were so bitten up and soft, they were at full sensitivity and it made Kyle moan. He thumbed down at Hal’s neck, and pushed just slightly at his throat, coaxing out a corresponding, if somewhat involuntary moan from Hal in response.

Pleased and thrilled at the sound, Kyle pulled away, letting his dark hair brush down against Hal’s ruffled brown hair. “I want you, Hal. Mmm…I want you now.” Kyle gently nudged his open lips against Hal’s, then started trailing along his jaw and neck with kisses and gentle suckles against Hal’s lovely flush skin.

He kept hold of Hal’s arms, just loosely, and he lazily trailed kisses and nibbles down his chest, pausing to nuzzle for a bit before moving on. “I want you so badly, I can taste you…” He shifted his hands to push down on Hal’s hips, kissing along Hal’s soft brown fuzz on his belly. ”Dios, I’m so happy I can finally do this, Hal.” …and then finally, mouth watering, Kyle nosed against Hal’s hard length and licked the underside, from the base to the tip.

Everything about Kyle’s actions showed both inexperienced curiosity and confidence. He was only vaguely sure of what to do, but he did everything with such forwardness you almost wouldn’t have known it. He was just wonderful that way…and Hal loved every second. He loved watching the younger man nuzzle and kiss over his chest and belly, working his way down the trail of dark brown to Hal’s groin. Not to mention the way he nosed along Hal’s length, warm dark skin against velvet smooth, making little wrinkles appear as he drug upward.

“Kyle,” Hal panted. His breath shuddered a little as he settled back, watching closely. “Kyle…mmm I want you too,” he groaned. “I’ve dreamed about it…about you and me…like this.” He reached down and slid his fingers through Kyle’s hair, pressing his fingertips into his scalp.

“Things considered..I’d feel much better with you on top.” He wanted to lay that out before they went further. “I want your first time to make you moan when you remember it, not wince.” That was the voice of experience speaking. He and Ollie hadn’t exactly had any idea what they were doing at first, and it had resulted in Hal limping around and sitting funny for a couple of days.

“Besides,” he added, his voice low and extra breathy just for effect. “I want to know what you feel like…I want to feel you inside me.”

Kyle had paused, looking up attentively at Hal as the older Lantern spoke, letting Hal twist his fingers in his hair while Kyle idly kissed and bumped his nose against Hal’s skin. He understood what Hal was saying, but it was the /way/ he said it that made Kyle’s eyes flutter shut, a tremor of heat and desire pooling up deep in his belly. Kyle was in Hal’s dreams. And Hal wanted to feel him inside. Jesus…there it was again - a layer of ‘best feeling ever’ placed top the last, just from Hal’s gorgeous voice and heated words alone.

He breathed in deeply, and then pushed up and curved himself over a bit so he could take Hal into his mouth, letting out some air as he slid the length in, as deep as he could. He stayed like that just for a bit, making shallow gulps as saliva collected around his teeth and tongue, before suctioning slowly back up. Kyle swirled his tongue lovingly against the sensitive tip and then pulled away. He licked his lips and looked up at Hal…who was looking absolutely sublime.

“Okay, Hal,” Kyle sounded and felt like he was drifting through heaven. “I want to, I want to feel that was well. Being, mmm. Inside…you…” The idea made Kyle dig his fingers tighter into Hal’s hips. He shouldered Hal’s legs farther apart, and for a brief moment had a flash of an image of those legs, eventually, soon, wrapped around his own body. “Sweet Jesus,” Kyle whispered and pushed his face against Hal for a bit, before looking up again. “Can I? I mean, can I keep going?” He made a small urgent noise, and tried to push up at Hal and get his bum off the mattress. All Kyle wanted now was to taste him. “I really want to, amante, hfff.”

Once more, there was that enthusiasm…Hal decided he could get used to that. The faint dusting of red across Kyle’s cheeks just punctuated the whole thing. He was somewhere between nervousness and arousal..a great place to be, in Hal’s opinion.

Of course, for a moment, arousal was the only thing on Hal’s mind. The way Kyle took him into his mouth like that, and just HELD him there…Hal was panting and moaning thickly when Kyle finally pulled his mouth off. He’d never bargained for such a talented mouth. Perhaps this was some sort of sexual karma for putting up with all of Oliver’s outright refusals. If so, it was well worth the wait.

“W-Wow,” he panted, letting himself come undone slowly. Last time he’d been a little more reserved..but no more. Not with Kyle, not with someone he loved. He relaxed as Kyle moved his legs, settling them over his shoulders as he nodded almost too eagerly. “By all means,” he panted with a half smile. “Please…go on.”

Kyle grinned and licked his lips quite pointedly while looking at Hal, before shifting his shoulders a bit to get Hal’s legs hitched better, his hips raised just high enough…and Kyle lowered his head down between Hal’s spread legs. Now this, he was familiar with. The playing field was much, much different, but the game was the same. And the differences Hal offered him were intoxicating. As always for Kyle it was a combination of his intense curiosity of other people’s physicalities, and his deep need to rock people’s world that made giving oral pleasure one of his favorite things in sex, next to actual fucking. It was a triple bonus that Hal was so new to him in every way; that Kyle realized he was finding everything - really, /everything/ about Hal incredibly sexy; and, of course, that they’d just told each other how they felt for each other. Love tended to make everything about sex that much more sweeter and motivating. Kyle didn’t care how sentimental that was - for him, it was true.

Kyle licked and lapped his way between Hal’s legs, taking his time to really enjoy the way the other slowly shifted and sometimes ground against him, reacting to each snuffle and nip Kyle made. Eventually Kyle shifted his hands around Hal’s thighs, so he could get a firm grip on his ass and spread him even more. Hal’s muscles tensed in Kyle’s hands, making Kyle give a slight growl of approval. He had Hal’s hips halfway up in the air, his legs slung carelessly over, his long torso bent so elegantly in a curve. It was one of the hottest sights Kyle had ever seen, and suddenly he really, really couldn’t wait to pin Hal down and screw him into the mattress, until Hal couldn’t take it anymore. But first…

“Stroke yourself, Hal. Por favor, mi corazon,” Kyle murmured with a sweet smile. And then starting with a few kisses, Kyle then dragged his tongue along the back of Hal’s thigh, curving down and pushing against his hole, not particularly gently. He wanted Hal to feel it. And he knew Hal could handle it.

Hal conjured up a pillow to rest under the small of his back, making Kyle’s job just a little easier. Not that he didn’t think Kyle could easily support his weight, but this would let him focus….and Hal was ever so eager to see what that focus could lead to. He tried to keep his breathing even as the younger lantern’s mouth explored his legs, muscles tensing and twitching in pleasure and anticipation.

His hand had just come up to squeeze his neglected length when Kyle’s tongue grazed him. He arched, letting out an unrestrained moan as he did. He was almost trembling just from that, body on fire with pleasure. He started stroking slowly as he looked down to try to watch. Not satisfied with only seeing the top of his lover’s black haired head, he reached down and cupped his balls in his free hand, rubbing them and adjusting them slightly to see Kyle better.

“Kyle,” he moaned, licking his lips slowly. He watched the other through half lidded eyes, pupils already wide, almost blackening his already dark eyes.

“Hal,” Kyle responded immediately, drawling out his name wetly. He looked up briefly, and it was exactly what he wanted to see - Hal just slowly, luxuriously touching himself, deliberate and controlled. For a moment Kyle’s eyes rolled a bit, the green and the stars and the reddish tinge of Saturn swirled around Hal, as if the entirety of dead space became alive, painting a frame of color and light around Hal. Just beautiful.

“You’re perfect.” Kyle said, and realized things were rarely this perfect in his life. Things always needed revising…but this. No. Not Hal. “This is perfect.”

Kyle readjusted his grip on Hal’s tense, trembling flanks and bent his head down again. He plunged his tongue into Hal, pushing in as deep as he could, before withdrawing and dragging his mouth along Hal’s thigh. “How’s it feel?” Kyle asked, teasing around the entrance before working his way in again. He licked his fingers, like how he’d done with his Hal construct, and moving aside a bit, pushed one finger against Hal, working it in carefully. He licked his finger and Hal again, listening for Hal’s reaction.

“Does that feel good, corazon? Feels good for me, oh Hal, you. You feel…so hot.” Kyle made a slight whine, and pushed his own hips up involuntarily at the thought. “Dios, I can’t wait to…”

Hal’s eyes rolled back, head falling back to the mattress a moment. Ok, he’d admit it…Kyle was really. damn. good. That tongue had no doubt explored elsewhere before, the lucky lucky ladies. Hal loved it, loved the wet feel of it against him, the moment of resistance before his body gave and stretched around it.

And then Kyle started pushing his finger in.

It stung at first, his body having to adjust to the new intrusion. It was wet, but not quite enough..So Kyle licking it as he pushed just made it all feel better. Hal’s eyes fluttered before he finally managed to look down at the other again, watching him. He smoothed his hand along his own length, pumping it slowly, steadily.

“You are amazing,” he said. “Absolutely…amazing.” He arched and pushed against Kyle’s hand, moaning in pleasure as he felt more slip into him. “aaah…keep going. It feels so good.”

Hal was now pushing himself wantonly against Kyle’s mouth and fingers, and Kyle panted in excitement, feeling even more encouraged by Hal’s words. It wasn’t as if Hal was helpless; quite the contrary. But in a way, that made it even more delicious - to know just how much Kyle could make him come undone and how /okay/ Hal was with letting him do that. Kyle’s imagination started flipping out, as he kept sucking at and fingering Hal. He’d never rimmed for prepping, but he just did what he remembered Hal doing to him, and what Kate did. One finger, then eventually two and then…oh yes mmm. Three. A slight scissoring that generated a series of gorgeously throaty gasps from Hal. Then, generous application of Kyle’s own eager mouth and tongue.

“You like this,” Kyle hummed, loving the way Hal was moving so much against him. “You like how I make you feel…”

Around Hal, green constructs started flapping out of Kyle’s mind: willpower in long, straplike things that lashed out from Hal’s construct mattress, caressing at Hal’s body, then pushing and tightening like straps. They restricted Hal’s movements briefly - keeping his shoulders pinned, or binding his hand stroking around his length, or once covering over his eyes - before releasing again and flipping off of him. Kyle’s eyes were half-closed and unfocused, and he didn’t seem to notice what he was creating. When he finally looked up, the constructs dissolved. Kyle licked his lips, kissing Hal’s thigh. “I…can I Hal, I think I…?”

Firm as leather but soft as silk, the constructs that touched him and gripped him all over pushed Hal a little further than he’d realized. The feeling of being touched and caressed all over was a little unreal, but he decided he pretty much loved it. They’d have to try that out sometime, a little tiedown…maybe a little deprivation while they were at it, why not?

The jumbled question was met with an eager nod. Hal reached down and grabbed Kyle by the back of his neck, pulling him up and kissing him firmly. He rocked his hips against Kyle’s fingers once more, which made him break the kiss and let out a shuddering moan. His chocolate brown eyes had a faint green glow to them when he looked up at Kyle.

“Yes,” he breathed. “You can…I want you to.” He kissed him again, moaning lowly against his lips as he held a hand to his cheek. “I need you to…”

Kyle’s eyes flared momentarily, from hazel to a flash of green that lingered around the corners. He slowly smiled, a smirk that favored one side of his face; because damn if his mouth and jaw weren’t wonderfully, deliciously exhausted now. He looked down to admire Hal, his eyes matching green - but not normal green, oh no. It was the most beautiful green that Kyle could conceive of. It was Lantern green. Exciting green.

“Okay, okay,” Kyle sounded placating, but he wasn’t sure if he was saying it more to himself, or to Hal. He kept a hand down on Hal’s shoulder, kissing him again as he pushed his fingers inside Hal once more, all the way in this time, until the Lantern ring on his middle finger grazed his insides. Kyle lurched suddenly from the feel of it, gasping against Hal’s swollen lips. That feeling between his ring and Hal’s sensitive skin, it was almost too much…and yet Kyle wanted to experience it again. But not now. Not with Hal asking to be fucked so decidedly and so sweetly, and himself feeling damned close to bursting.

“I can’t believe…” Kyle said withdrawing his fingers carefully and then glancing up at Hal for reassurance. He knelt back and rearranged Hal’s long legs, stroking down one firm calf and thigh with delight. “I love you so much, corazon,” he murmured, and absurdly thought ‘prepare for landing’, before carefully and slowly easing his now-achingly hard length into Hal. He didn’t want it to hurt, but the tight, warm feeling of /Hal/ surrounding and accepting him made Kyle groan loudly and he had to force himself not to buck his hips to hard in reaction.

“ohsweetjesusthisfeelsodamn…” Kyle fell forward a bit, folding Hal as Kyle panted against the other’s fevered skin.

As those fingers slid in deeper, Hal groaned and arched a bit, biting his lip. Trying to keep his thoughts in line, he sucked his tongue a moment and quickly spat in his palm. He leaned up to kiss the other firmly as he reached down, grabbing Kyle’s length and smoothing his wet palm over it. His thumb flicked the top before he twisted his grip, pulling his hand away as he felt Kyle’s fingers leave him.

“I love you too,” he said, smiling a little. Damn those eyes were beautiful all haloed in green. This was what he’d been looking forward to, what he’d been waiting for…and Kyle didn’t disappoint.

Hal set his jaw against the dragging feeling of Kyle pushing into him. It only took a moment to get passed that initial feeling, and when it did…He gasped sharply, mouth hanging open as a shuddering moan left him. His belly tightened a little, before he managed to relax, hooking his ankles around Kyle’s waist. He grunted when Kyle leaned down, but he happily nuzzled into his cheek, breathing slow and heavy.

“You feel better than I imagined,” he almost whispered, hooking an arm around Kyle’s neck. “T-Take it slow for now…” For both of their sakes.

It became a series of sensations, at this point, for Kyle. Hal using his own spit as the lube they didn’t have, teasing and slicking up his length with his palm and fingers as Kyle had finished fingering him, it felt raw and real and that was just such a turn on. Hal’s thin heels digging into Kyle’s back as he then pushed himself in, Hal’s legs so easily looping around Kyle’s waist to keep them connected…because, damn; being in this position, it wasn’t exactly new for Hal. Not like it was - like all of this was - for Kyle. And that made it even more amazing.

And Hal. He was beautiful. The way his jaw right-angled tight before relaxing, going obtuse. The way his straight long mouth stretched to one side, dimpling his cheek briefly before falling open and loose. The way his pink upper lip puffed out just a bit more with every one of Hal’s soft pants, his slight overbite that Kyle secretly adored making Hal look, of all things, vulnerable. The way his pointed nose looked shiny and delicate-pink, denting from pleasure at the bridge. The dark flush of his cheeks. The slight, sexy character lines that etched around Hal’s forehead and the corners of his eyes. And Hal’s eyes, deep brown and green flecks scattering out like the stars around them, and Kyle could swear he saw his own eyes light-reflected back at him.

The scent of Hal on every part of Kyle - his mouth and neck, his hands and his back. Hal’s voice sounded far away but not dreamlike, and it reeled Kyle back in. He smiled lovingly at Hal, feeling almost lazy and calm now, the momentary over-thrill fading into a sublime, easy rhythm. Kyle rocked his hips slightly, pausing for a bit before rocking back, and then again. ”I’ll take it slow for now,” he repeated, his words slurring. ”You feel better than anything, Hal. Did you know that? Hm?” Kyle lifted his head so he could kiss Hal, luxuriously. “Take it nice and slow and we can just…feel…each other…I can’t believe how amazing you feel. Inside and out. Ay carajo…” He bit at his lip as he pulled back to look at Hal, smiling more. “Why didn’t I fall in love with you before, Hal? Silly me.”

There was something about feeling Kyle’s gaze on him. Hal felt 25 again, young, full of fire, and sexy as anything. Seeing the light in those eyes, and knowing it was there because of him…Hal moaned as he felt his own member throb between them at the thought. Touching him, holding him, being inside of him, all of it was making Kyle that hot. Who wouldn’t be rather proud of that?

“I told you it would be good,” he said, licking his lips slowly. His eyes fluttered closed as he felt Kyle push a little deeper, breath trembling at the stretch of accommodating more of him. He had to force himself to take a deep breath, letting it out in a thick moan. “Mnnf you feel good…Ah.”

He held onto the back of Kyle’s neck, looking up at him a moment before pulling him in for a kiss. One heel pressed against Kyle’s ass, urging him a little further forward. Hal moaned against Kyle’s lips as he felt the other ease more and more unto him. So close…almost…Breaking the kiss, he smoothed a hand over Kyle’s cheek.

“All the way in,” he groaned. “Come on..mmm I can take it.”

Kyle gasped when he felt Hal’s heel urge him in further, compliant and demanding at the same time. It was perfect. Kyle loved when the people he loved were like this with him; it was exhilarating to know that Hal loved him and Hal wanted him enough to keep needing more. And Kyle loved giving, oh god did he ever love giving; but only when someone wanted him. And Hal wanted him. He crashed heavily against Hal and pushed in just a bit deeper, feeling slightly panicked that this was all just too good or too right and it was all going to suddenly stop and -

Then Hal requested - no, he pleaded - no, he bid Kyle to go all the way in. Kyle opened his eyes (he hadn’t realized he’d closed them) and looked at Hal, his face lighting up as he grinned. “Dios mio Hal, the things you say…the things you say to me…how do you /do/ that?”

He didn’t wait for an answer, it wasn’t the point. Following Hal’s leg needily pressing against him, Kyle tilted his hips so he could thrust into Hal, and the force of it kind of dragged and hurt, but it all didn’t matter when he bottomed out; and goddamn if Hal wasn’t completely /taking/ it. Kyle keened slightly in the back of his throat from the sensation and from the sounds Hal was making right now, rolling his hips as his hands scrabbled around Hal to brace himself. He finally took hold of Hal’s length as it almost vibrated between their bodies, pushing the tips of his fingers down at the base and then sliding his hand up once. Kyle couldn’t really concentrate on what his hand did, he just wanted to have himself on and in and everywhere all over as much of Hal as he possibly could.

“Mmm Hal,” Kyle moaned his name over and over as he slid back a bit, and then thrust in again. ”I love you so much, Hal, HalHalHal te amor, mi amante…”

Hal knew it was going to get fast and wild from here…and he was looking forward to it, really. Despite his somewhat sedate nature, he really, REALLY like people who were enthusiastic in bed. Oliver could be a wild cat, especially when he really got going. Hal had a feeling that Kyle would be similar in his own way..and could not wait to find out if he was right.

Arching a bit, Hal tensed slightly as Kyle pushed all the way into him. He was pleasantly thick, and Hal swore he felt the smooth dome of the head rubbing in all the right places. Which meant that a small pull backward nudged against his prostate, making him moan much more loudly and, at the same time, clench around Kyle’s cock.

“I l-love you too,” he panted, settling one leg on the mattress. He kept the other up, leg pressed against Kyle’s side. He just wanted to make sure he had the room to move. Hell he almost would have turned over to let Kyle really go to town…but he wouldn’t trade watching his face right now for anything. The expressions of pure pleasure on his face, and the love in those beautiful eyes, he had to have it all.

It seemed Hal was accommodating right to the last, letting one leg drop and allowing Kyle enough mobility for his wound-up body to move in and against Hal freely. Kyle could get used to this, this…way Hal was. Gentle, firm control. Kyle didn’t realize he’d respond to Hal with such intense eagerness…to fit himself along Hal, in every way he could. He let himself just fall into the feeling. It was getting easier with every long stroke to ride Hal harder and harder, and Kyle started going faster as well. Every little gasp Hal made as Kyle was able to graze against the right spots inside, it mesmerized Kyle and made him want to see it again and again. He twisted his shoulder a bit, so he could snake an arm back and hook it under Hal’s knee, pushing his one leg further up before thrusting up into him.

“Uffff,” Kyle’s eyelids fluttered, approvingly. “Oh that’s nice.” He couldn’t keep this position for long, so Kyle made the most of it, Hal’s leg close enough for Kyle to turn and kiss and bite at his knee and thigh and he drove himself harder into Hal. Hal could take it. He said so himself, and Kyle wasn’t about to disbelieve him now. Kyle looked sideways at his face, wanting to see everything Hal was feeling as Kyle fucked him. His other hand gripped hard at Hal’s shoulder to brace himself, digging bruises into Hal’s pale-tan skin.

“God you look so hot right now,” Kyle panted, his voice low and lust-drunk. “All, like..pulled apart and…Dios. You don’t even know, amante. I love this, I love all of this….”

Hal had known it was coming, known that Kyle would probably get caught up in it all and just throw himself completely into it. What he hadn’t counted on was just how MUCH he would. Some of Kyle’s thrusts were hard enough to jar him, breath catching a bit with the force of it. Now and then, their skin slapped together, the noise loud in their little space bubble when its only competition was their own moaning and panting.

“Me too,” Hal groaned out, arching off the bed and bucking his hips against Kyle’s. He cried out in pleasure, the leg over Kyle’s arm tensing and squeezing lightly at the bend. “You’re amazing…Mmm and you feel so, so good..”

Talking was quickly getting a little hard to manage, so instead he just moaned. He could feel his face heating up, the skin over his cheeks and nose reddening with the exertion. His eyes were completely green now, though much darker than usual, and his ring practically smoldered with energy as he gripped Kyle’s forearm.

“I love you,” he panted. “Aah…and I love this. I love how you feel.” He knew at this pace neither of them could last, but that was ok. After all…they’d have many, MANY more chance to make it up.

Hal was bucking against Kyle and their movements kept getting arhythmic, but really in a way that just made Kyle more excited. This loss of control between them, this complete abandonment of anything other than bodies pushing into and against each other, craving each other, the loss of coherency and voice to do anything other than drown each other out with moaning…and boy did Hal get surprisingly loud and lovely when he was enjoying himself. Hearing Hal - usually so steady-voiced - lose himself in all of this, it pleased Kyle immensely. Feeling Hal arching and responding to him in rapid, unpredictable clutches and long drags of skin against skin…Kyle already felt gloriously lost, and all he wanted was Hal lost with him. Letting go of that tight reining in on their will and strength, the need to keep themselves in check because really, only Lanterns ever truly understood just /how much/ power they had at their beck and call…Kyle wanted to lose it all. Just get completely, utterly lost in the sounds and smells of sex so hot Kyle could taste it in their constructed air, safe inside their constructed bubble and - and madre de dios - Kyle arched his neck and stared up and -

“Hijole, we’re in the middle of fucking space!” he yelled at the stars in shock, as the entire scope of all of this crashed onto him. His ring felt close to burning on his finger and Kyle reached out to blindly to take hold of Hal’s hand, suddenly needing their rings to be as close together as their bodies were right now. He only had enough time to look down at Hal, feel the green light that blasted out Hal’s dark pupils, before Kyle came, not even thinking to pull out as he spent himself.

“Ahhhm Hal!” Kyle called out mindlessly, his fingers pushed tightly around Hal’s own and he tensed up, riding through his orgasm with a few more feverish last thrusts.

Kyle was so beautiful. His black hair was sweated down and messy, his eyes glowing emeralds set against his lusciously dark skin. Hal gripped his hand, feeling the bands of their rings touch and send jolts through them both. The link of that power and will made him shudder, goose bumps appearing over his arm and chest before subsiding again. He was panting now, and he could feel sweat from their lovemaking exertion beading on his skin.

And Kyle was still so incredibly beautiful.

His sudden exclamation was the only warning, and Hal gasped sharply when Kyle thrust into him and came. Watching younger man lose it made his stomach tighten, fire racing through his veins. He was so close himself…he almost wanted to push Kyle and try to make him come again, but maybe next time. He grabbed Kyle’s hand and clamped his fingers around his length.

“Please,” he panted, his own hand squeezing Kyle’s. “I’m so close…Just a little more.”

Kyle looked down at Hal as he pleaded - oh sweet mother, Hal /pleading/, there was something else for Kyle to think about on lonely nights - and he blinked rapidly, trying to recover himself. He felt nearly shattered, in the best possible way. But he could also feel Hal’s body so tensed up, so ready and on the brink, and Kyle gathered himself quickly. He wanted to make it feel for Hal as incredible as it just felt for him, he needed to. And he would.

“Of course, Hal where are my manners,” Kyle teased, his voice gone all hoarse in his throat. He let Hal’s leg drop and eased his cock carefully out of Hal, almost regretting it but trying not to because he might just get hard all over again. Kyle kissed Hal slowly as he rubbed along his long shaft, then pulled back and started shifting himself down, smiling up at Hal. “But let’s do this right, I wanna taste you,” Kyle paused to kiss Hal’s taut midsection. “I wanna be as good to you as you are to me, corazon.” He opened Hal’s legs wider to fit himself comfortably; and getting one hand underneath, Kyle pushed two fingers back into Hal and pumped them slowly, crooking them like how he remembered Hal had done for him.

“I love you,” Kyle murmured again because he couldn’t say it enough. He licked his lips and then licked up Hal’s length a few times, ducking his head lower to lap up against his balls before dragging his lips and lightly grazing teeth back up, and finally taking Hal into his mouth. Hal tasted salty and damp and Kyle’s mouth immediately started to water. His jaw cracked in tired protest as he bobbed his head, but that really just fueled Kyle’s desire to please Hal even more. Kyle kept fingering him, not too hard, and he only pulled away from sucking and licking to catch his breath. Finding a pace, he looked up at Hal, needing eye contact.

Kyle was full of surprises…amazing, wonderful, sexy surprises. Hal would have been happy with just getting jerked off from there, but Kyle had other plans. Plans that made Hal moan loudly when he put them into action. He bent both legs up and spread them, giving Kyle all the room he needed. He propped himself up on his elbow just to look down and watch his own length vanish into Kyle’s mouth, watching those lips drag over his shaft as he pulled back up.

“Kyle,” he breathed. He arched a little as those fingers slid back into him. Stretched as he was, they felt so good, just enough to keep him right on the edge. At this rate, he knew he was done for. There was no way he would last long like this, watching Kyle bobbing his head on him, the black of space and pinpoints of starlight behind him. Panting, he swallowed hard and let out a throaty moan, hips trying to thrust up into Kyle’s mouth. He barely kept them still.

“Kyle, I-I’m gonna-” He tried to warn him, in case the other wanted to pull back, but he could only manage a couple of words before his orgasm was bearing down on him. He pressed his head back into the bed, moaning loudly as he released into Kyle’s mouth.

It made Kyle smile when Hal spread out further, propped himself up to watch and braced against his elbows as his heated thrusts fucked himself into Kyle’s mouth and oh…yes. This was just perfect. Kyle knew he loved oral sex, he loved the feeling and the taste and having someone watch him give them pleasure…and Kyle was definitely loving this. Hal was the first guy he ever sucked off; but even that first time, on a planet far, far away, Kyle realized that he really just liked the thrill of control he got from being between someone’s legs, tasting and consuming them. With Hal watching him like this, his brown soft hair now dark and coiled in little curves on his smooth brow, his face just splashes of pale and pink, brown and tan and green, always green…he was such a gorgeous color palette. Kyle suddenly wanted to paint everything in the colors of Hal.

He felt Hal clench around his fingers before he said anything, and Kyle briefly wondered if he should pull away, but realized he didn’t want to. He wanted Hal to come in his mouth. He slackened his jaw in time for Hal to shoot white hot into the back of his throat, and Kyle shut his eyes tight and made a low, drawn out noise, letting it happen and keeping his fingers nudged in until Hal finished his release and his body collapsed.

Kyle pulled himself back up and fell heavily against Hal’s spent frame, swallowing some and then kissing the rest into Hal’s mouth. Both their kissing was slow and lazy, smearing against each other’s teeth and tongues until Kyle stopped and rested his head in the crook of Hal’s neck. Like last time, he fell into a snooze for about forty seconds before waking up again. He kissed one of the cords in Hal’s neck, because it was there.

“Jus…pretend I’m saying somethin’ really cute n witty righ’ now…”

Hal really didn’t know what was sexier, the fact that Kyle actually kept his mouth on him when he came or…sharing it between them in slow, rolling kisses. That was an odd turn on in and of itself. When Kyle laid against him, Hal looped his arms around him, holding him and letting him snooze those precious few seconds. It was so cute how he did that.

“You don’t have to say anything cute or witty,” he said, nuzzling Kyle’s sweaty hair. “Cuz I know I can’t.” He chuckled, just breathing in Kyle’s scent and enjoying everything about him. He let the bubble around them and the mattress beneath them slowly condense, leaving them encapsulated in only their usual body shields. Hal just wanted to enjoy the moment out here in this beautiful place. It was weird, really. He’d never wanted to be an astronaut, not as much as he’d wanted to be a pilot. But he loved to be in space..when he was with someone.

“I love you,” he said softly, kissing Kyle’s temple. “I love you so very much..”

“That’s pretty cute, this ‘I love you’ thing,” Kyle teased, sounding encouraging. “I like that. S’cute and witty and…and oh yay, I love you right back.” He watched Hal reform the green, tighten it up against them until it was just them, floating or hovering or hell, just existing. In the middle of space. Matter in non-matter. Life in anti-life. Positive in negative…yes. Kyle curled his fingers against some of the soft sparse hair on Hal’s chest. This was definitely positive, the most positive Kyle had felt in a long time.

They stayed quiet for a bit, Kyle contemplating nothing much beyond the feel of Hal’s breathing getting steadier, the light brown mole on the underside of his jaw, the slightly cool wet curls of hair that framed Hal’s face. Eventually he propped his head in his hand so he could look at Hal. “That was good, right? I mean, it felt good to me, I…no not just good, that was freaking amazing. That was like mind-blowingly good sex. That was like, I’m yours forever kinda sex, I mean. I loved all of it, all.” Kyle didn’t really feel anxious asking this; but he couldn’t help but be curious. Hal after all, had the experience to judge.

Kyle’s questions were just adorable, and completely Kyle. Chattery, sincere, with the very faintest brush of a need to be good enough, a desire to excel. That was one thing that made him a good GL, the desire to be better. Hal loved it, adored it really. Nodding, he chuckled and pulled the other closer a moment, kissing his lips softly.

“That was amazing,” he comfirmed. “You were amazing…And that’s a very good way to put it.” He stroked Kyle’s cheek, smiling at him. “I’m yours..forever.” He chuckled softly, smiling at him almost sleepily. “You know..I could get used to this. You, me, space.” He hugged Kyle close, nuzzling his cheek before kissing along it softly.

“We should get back, though. Warm shower, a nice doze. Sound good?”

Kyle relaxed and melted into Hal’s words and against his mouth, kissing back with a lazy sort of enthusiasm. Okay, maybe he was just un poco nervous; so hearing Hal say ‘forever’ back at him, inferring that sense of long-term (and perhaps just a small bit of ownership, just perhaps) made it all better. Kyle believed every word of it, and he silently willed that feeling back to Hal.

That Hal approved of their lovemaking, well…that was just icing on the already very delicious cake.

“I feel like I should get a badge or something,” Kyle said with a smirk. He shut his eyes briefly, then flipped and looked out into space. “I could totally get used to this. the ultimate privacy and a pretty fun way to explore, too. I mean. Who knew there was a storm on Saturn? Other than you of course.” He knew he was just prattling now, and he stretched and yawned. “Thanks for…well. This was a good idea. This was a great idea. With the best results possible. Mm.”

His thoughts collected, he nodded brightly at Hal as they got back into a semblance of more professional Lantern-mode. They both checked their ring power levels out of habit, before Kyle reached over and clasped Hal’s hand. “Time to head home.”