People are sleeping on Lae'zel. Sure she is always intense, often inpatient, a bit violent. BUT she is ride or die from the beginning. She's the only companion that is upfront with you, doesn't lie or hide anything. She is risking it all by breaking established protocol by taking you along to find the creche to be purified. Admires your confidence and conviction. And she will one day invite you to watch a sunrise, speak fuckin poetry from her heart, and look at you like this and call you "my joy," sooo
Elle popped a handful of skittles in her mouth as she watched the shit show that Billy had just walked into. Everyone was yelling - at him - about Elle and about him knowing she was just a child and shouting about how could you lie about something like this? and on and on. All he had heard was that sheβd been attacked and was in the Watchtower. When heβd seen she was a bit bruised and battered but no where near as bad as heβd been afraid of, he had been so relieved he hadnβt even stopped to think about the fact that she was in human form.
βDude, thereβs literally never going to be a funnier time to tell them.β She advised, grinning as she poured more skittles into her hand. βItβs not like it can get any worse.β
And well.
She wasnβt wrong.
With Justice League members shouting around him and gods shouting from within him, the calm, delighted amusement of his friend was the only touch stone Billy had.
A shout of Shazam and flash of lightning later and the yelling cut off all at once.
βOh god, thereβs two of them.β
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βWhere are youβre parents?β Superman asked with the bone deep horror of a father looking at two unsupervised teenagers caught doing something extremely dangerous.
Elle blinked at him. Shared a look with Billy. Shrugged.
βI never had any.β
βI did, but theyβve been dead for awhile now.β
Green Lantern pinched the bridge of his nose. Flash looked like he was sucking on a lemon. Superman turned and for some reason gave Batman a warning look.
Levi loves touching you, even more after a long day of classes at RAD. When itβs finally just the two of you in his bathtub-bed, where he can touch you in all the perverted loving ways that ran through his mind throughout the day.
and once heβs got ahold of you, heβs not letting go-
Clothes tossed away somewhere on the floor as Levi leans over you. His mouth οΏΌimmediately on your chest, nipping βn sucking at your nipples before slowly making his way down your body to start leaving a trail of hickeys and little bite marks down across your tummy, before moving even lowerβ¦.
He knows your body like the back of his hand. He knows exactly where to touch, exactly where to sink his teeth in to bite βn nip at your skin to have you whining for more.
He knows exactly how to suck on your clit, while pushing two fingers inside your wet pussy to have those sweet, gasping, moans of his name falling from your lips.
And the next morning? Itβll be like a switch flipped in his head as Levi stutters out a soft apology.
His fingertips barely brushing over the marks he left the night before, followed by endless little, apologetic kisses being pressed against your skin, across every little mark he left.