#( .: johnny storm ft colt :. )

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( .: 8A with Johnny Storm and Colt for @scnsuality :. )

"Always a pleasure meeting fans." Johnny breathed against Colt's neck as he ravished his flesh with gentle bites and hungry kisses, lifting him up with ease and placing him over the sink. His arms wrapped tight around him as he continued assaulting his flesh with his burning hot lips. The space around them was tight, not meant for more than one person. Airplane bathrooms were not meant to stay in for long, or with company, but how could Johnny ever resist taking care of a man as beautiful as this one was? One hand moved from around Colt's waist and slid down between his legs, ignoring the man's length and immediately reaching for his entrance, where two heated fingers began caressing at his tightness.

"You know you're lucky, I usually fly on my own." he smirked, he didn't need to take a plane ride to go anywhere, his powers allowed him the freedom to go wherever he wanted whenever and however fast he needed. But this was one of those times when he didn't feel like it. Also because he'd recently got into an argument with Reed about his 'ostentatious abuse of his gifts for petty and personal gains.', and for once, he didn't feel like fighting back and just agreed to chill out and act like a regular person would. "I'm really glad I didn't, though." he said as he pulled away from Colt's neck to meet his gaze briefly before pushing himself away and lowering himself down, face quickly finding the space between the man's cheeks, and tongue beginning to lick at his hole.

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Johnny smirked with that hot arrogance of his as he looked into Colt's eyes after the other told him what he wanted. "Good answer." He said with a grin, leaning in to press his lips against his adam's apple, a hum leaving him at the same time as he felt the scratching of Colt's nails against his muscular back. He pulled away from the boy's neck and with both hands grabbed a strong hold of Colt's thighs, spreading his legs further and around his waist, tugging him slightly closer to bring his ass closer to him then sunk deep inside of him, burning hot cock pressing through the tightness of the other's hole, feeling as if he hadn't just spent some time getting him wet and open with how abnormal the heat coming off of Johnny was. But Colt's hole was still welcoming him, stretched and relaxed for him.

"You're almost as hot as I am." he said, in Johnny's mouth this was close to the highest of praise. Of course, he was playing it up, he wasn't that self-centered, most of it was just an act and an act he was really good at. But he knew this attitude, this Johnny Storm, was what most people liked about him. His girthy length pushed deeper inside, and Johnny grabbed tighter on Colt's thighs, pulling harder and making the other's body almost slide off the sink counter before forcing him forward again with a powerful thrust of his hips, his cock slamming into him. Strong and fast thrusts quickly followed, the pace was animalistic, he had a reputation to maintain. And he was going to fuck him as hard as he ould, just for the hell of it. With a deep huff, Johnny brought his lips back to Colt's neck, planting kisses and slowly beginning to leave a mark on the skin.

Johnny's confidence was more than evident, dripping from every word the other man spoke, from every little movement of his body and clearly visible in his eyes. It certainly bordered on cockiness, but to Colt, this was most definitely a turnon; he was as put off by unwarranted arrogance as anybody else, but as long as the superhero was able to back up his ego with actual skill, the blonde was absolutely here for it. And the way Johnny's fingers felt on his skin and inside him, the way that tongue took over and sent hot flashes through Colt's system as it dug inside him, eating him out with such heated vigor... All of it more than justified the other man's confidence tenfold.

"Holy fuck...", he groaned with a pleased smirk, grinning when the hero looked up at him and met his gaze. "I'm glad you're enjoying it... With that tongue of yours, the buffet's open to feast on any day", Colt chuckled, groaning again as his eyes rolled back in pleasure, toes curling at the simultaneous stimulation of Johnny's tongue and finger working his hole. The tight ring of muscle pulsing around both, eager and needy for more, the sensations having him all hot and bothered, biting his own lip hard to keep as quiet as possible, making sure not to outperform the airplane's own noises with his moans. "Fuck", he cursed again, under his breath, feeling his body burning with desire as Johnny pulled away. The sight of that impressive tent in the other's sweatpants had Colt's mouth watering, spreading his legs a bit more as much as the cramped space allowed, growling with eager desire when Johnny's cock was finally freed and he felt it greedily grinding against his rear. "Well, damn... You can't make a claim like that and not expect me to make you live up to it", he purred teasingly, one hand reaching for the other's lower back, fingers dragging up along his spine, nails gently scratching the heated skin as Colt's gaze, feverish with lust, lit up with anticipation for what was to come. "Pound me like we're trying to bring this plane down", he hummed.

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"You're doing amazing already." Johnny spoke with a grin on his face, overly confident and driven by pure lust and desire as he continued working over that tight entrance. Fingers replaced by his tongue, and his lips curling into an overly confident grin as he listened to the sounds Colt made from his attention. His tongue pushed deeper, motivated by the hand going through his hair, one hand reaching to wrap around the other's thigh, squeezing at his flesh while he dug deeper inside him with his red hot tongue, the heat coming off of him always slightly above average, offering to his conquests what felt like a familiar but still extremely different experience than with a regular man.

"You taste so good." He said with a huff, pulling away and looking up to meet with Colt's eyes, his lips finding the other's balls to give them just a chaste kiss before he got back to work on his hole. With surprising talent, Johnny was back inside in no time, his tongue circling in and out of Colt's hole, getting him so wet and ready for more, the superhero growing impatient, his tongue was quickly joined by a finger, both fingering and licking at his entrance at the same time before he finally pulled away and got back up on his feet. Panting and breathing heavy, smirk on his lips and cock tenting like never before through his grey sweatpants. With a sudden motion, he pulled them down and shoved himself tight against Colt, his hard cock brushing and pushing against the man's cheeks, not quite yet finding its way inside him. "You can either ride the Storm or get the pounding of your life, which one will it be?" he said with a smile, his lips finding Colt's neck again in the meantime.

In Colt's eyes, it was quite difficult to find any redeeming qualities about air travel. Flying was somewhat of a necessary evil, sometimes the only option when one tried to actually get somewhere without literally wasting multiple days to cover the distance, but there were many things that made him doubt at times that this convenience was worth the trouble. A cramped space with dozens of strangers, bad service, and most of the time, his shitty luck had him seated next to a crying child or a snoring old man. Not today, though. Karma must be rewarding him for all the shitty flights he'd endured, as Colt was hardly able to believe his eyes when Johnny Storm himself was in the seat next to his own - the hottest superhero around, in every sense of the word. For a moment, he'd been starstruck, but Colt was certainly brazen enough to take a shot at making a move on Johnny.

"The pleasure's mine", he purred with a smirk, feeling the heat of the other's lips on his neck, for once not minding how cramped the space was - the bathroom even more so than anything else, of course - as he was eager to feel Johnny up close, hands roaming the hero's body, groaning as the other's hot touch traced his own frame in turn. "Well, I am certainly feeling very lucky right now..." Colt's voice was husky, heavy with lust as his breathing got heavier, his entrance twitching with need as Johnny's warm fingers caressed his tight pucker. "I'll do my best to make it a pleasant trip for you...", he promised, biting his lip with hungry anticipation when their gazes met, ready to muffle his own deep moan as Johnny dove beteen his legs and Colt could feel that hot tongue lapping at his hole. "Fuck...", he groaned in bliss, one hand moving to the hero's raven hair, holding on as his tightness tingled in pleasure, the subtle vibrations of the plane's motions only adding to the sensations.