neonleon | mcu/rise mashup

[Peter moves to actually sit down, and is not surprised he's just kind of making a mess at this point.

He releases a gentle huff at that.] My hero. [He clasps his hands together, in mild teasing adoration. He adjusts his urge to kiss his husband senseless, just placing a quick peck on his cheek instead.]

It was a little hard to focus with you buried in me like that, so, I can guess you were having about the same experience I was.

Mmm. [That hum turns into a light chuckle at the kiss.]

Yeah, and the fact every time either of us blinked it just made the whole thing more sensitive?

As soon as you catch your breath, I'm going to kiss you. [A warning? A promise? Who knows.]

Yeah, that definitely added to everything. I guess you're supposed to just lay perfectly still during that? Makes my nap theory more sound for next time.

Agreed. About the nap thing. I'm pretty sure you just threatened me with a good time before that.

It is definitely happening. [And Leo's cheek gets another kiss before Peter shifts back to balance on his own knees.] Gimme a second, I'm kind of... damp? Is that- even how to describe this?

[He gestures at the mess between his thighs vaguely for emphasis.

He ends up shifting to stretch out briefly before giving in to the lazier part of himself to pluck up some of the exposed sheet to wipe at his inner thighs. Normally he would prefer to actually wash himself up, but that's not happening right now. Navigating to the public wash area is not in Peter's plans. He has to joke idly about it in turn. ] I'm sure this is absolutely setting the mood perfectly.

[Leo smiles at the kiss and watches his husband. It's all adoration on his face.]

You know, it is? The city below, flooded. [He moves in to lean between Peter's legs, face close to his.] And soon only the air will be safe. How will everyone be able to be suspended like that?

[Peter snorts a little at that.] Very carefully, with a lot of webbing, that's how. Though, I'm sure you'll flood it soon enough again.

[He half expected his husband to hang back while he cleaned up, but the company is nice. He draws Leo in for a full proper kiss, placing a hand against his husband's cheek. He's about a dry as he's going to get for the rest of the night at this point.

He'll get up to grab the web shooter in a second, he just wants a kiss or two first.]

That's a lot of webbing.

[He's joking, mostly. His skin warms right back up with want in that kiss.]

What would we do without our hero?

[He lets the kiss linger a little, just brushing his fingers against his husband's cheek. He breaks away with a soft chuff of a laugh.]

Dunno how long you'll be calling me a hero. [He presses a kiss against Leo's snout before reluctantly getting up from the bed. He discovers his legs are definitely wobbly under him after a few steps.

Peter mumbles a quiet 'oh my god' at the wobbliness before he finds his suit and takes the webshooter off the wrist. He manages to get his footing back as he comes back towards the bed.

He comes to a stop debating with himself on where to start on building a web. His expression is thoughtful as he mentally mulls over structural integrity and possibilities. He takes aim, shooting the first strand of webbing, the base before he adds another shot of web and another. It isn't going to take him very long to build a web from the look of things. ]

I'm probably going to have to carry you up there. Do you want me to lean into the hero thing or just carry you? [A gentle vibe check for both of them.]

[Leo settles to watch Peter work. It's always a rarity now to see him use the webshooters; his husband's always been a near-perfect shot since they were teenagers, and it's admittedly really cool to see him build the web from nothing to base it on.]

I mean, if we're gonna do some roleplay, would that make me the villain? I am the one that flooded everything.

Technically, I said that because you flooded me. [He muses teasingly back, willing to make the city talk dirty for a second. His attention is still on the web coming together, looking sturdier by the second.] Villain works though, I can just trap you in the web then and have my way with you.

Mm.

Yeah, you've gotta show me the error of my ways. Rehabilitate me, and all.

[It's still really, really cool watching Peter put it all together. But that straightforward thinking as Peter sorts out the math in his head? Stupidly attractive.]

[The brunette makes sure the ends of the web are stronger as are the middle of the web, so it supports both of their weights.

Peter thinks the web is sturdy enough, but ambles up a wall to tentatively walk onto the web to test it. Peter walks across the web on light careful feet, testing what he's built. He doesn't outright stick, given his quick movement.

Enjoy the view, Leo.]

I think this will work?

[Leonardo crosses his arms from where he sits on the bed. Watching, smiling pleasantly. It's a great view.]

Oh, I think that'll definitely work, Petes. [He reaches to flick one of the strands like plucking a harp string.] Secure enough?

I think so. Should hold both of us and handle our level of activity just fine. [He glances back down at his husband, amused and fond all at once. He can feel the vibration of the pluck. ~~Sure hope that doesn't awaken anything within him!~~

Peter moves to drop down with a practiced ease, landing on his feet on the floor next to their bed. Peter drifts over to where his husband is seated on the bed. He reaches out to draw his spouse into a kiss. Peter cups Leo's face in his hands.

He meant for the kiss to be playful, just a quick one, but he ends up deepening without planning on it. He just wants Leo.]

[Leo watches his husband drift to him, effortlessly and easy, like they do it every day. And when he leans in for that kiss, it's everything for the moment. He rests a hand over Peter's on his cheek as he leans up into the kiss, eyes closing and settling into him. A small part of him misses when Peter was taller than him when they were younger. The growth spurt was nice and he wouldn't trade being tall for anything, but maybe just something so Peter could be taller again.

He has to break the kiss at the risk of pulling Peter down with him and wasting all that webbing.]

Mm. What will the hero do, now that he's found the villain?

[Peter grins down at Leo, shifting on the web carefully enough so he can lean further down. He can hang off of it with ease. Even with the gap of years between the last time he actually built a web like this.

He's loose languid, pleased. Already feeling a little excited at the prospect of what they are doing.]

I think I can rehabilitate you, it could take time. [He moves just enough to run his fingertips teasingly along Leo's cheek.

He leans further down to just reach out and wrap his arms around Leo's waist, hefting him up easily. As far as Peter is concerned, Leo doesn't really weigh much of anything to him. He makes sure to deposit his husband carefully in the web next to him. The web under them is sturdy enough there is only a very faint tremor at the addition of Leo's weight.]

It might take time, considering what you've done.

[He presses a quick kiss against Leo's lips, moving to lightly maneuver Leo's arms over his head. Intending to tie him up.]

[It's a rare treat when Peter gets the chance to pick Leo up. But this is so... so good. That web is strong at his back shell and he smiles at Peter. Leans into that kiss as his arms get moved above his head.]

Oh yeah? How bad was it? My sense of right and wrong is messed up, I have nooooo idea how bad I was.

[It doesn't take much for Peter to weave some of the thread around Leo's wrists, binding his wrists together so his range of movements are decidedly limited. He draws out of the kiss to press another kiss against his snout.]

You were very bad. [Peter purrs lowly back at him. Once he's sure Leo is settled, he raises his hand to pluck at the edge of Leo's mask teasingly, a warning that he's going to turn it in a second.]

Whatever am I going to do with you, Neon Leon? [He plucks a nickname out of the air, deciding on something simple in the moment.]

Omigosh a nickname. [He lets out a happy laugh at that before the mask is turned and his eyesight goes to nothing but a dark dulled blue in the shadow.

An instinctive wave crashes into the back of his mind, never really been without his sight like this unless he closed his eyes himself. But that's the point of this. To let him be handled in a safe way, let Peter call the shots. So where his muscles tense, Leo carefully, forcefully lets himself relax.]

I dunno. You've got a whole night to figure it out.

[Peter runs his hands lightly along Leo's bare body, fingertips purposefully sticking here and there. He's trying to give his husband a moment to relax.

They haven't really done a lot of this in a while. He presses a kiss against Leo's neck, his 'ear', lingering there for a moment.] Just say the word, and I'll stop.

[It's a passing reminder, one Peter doesn't linger on for very long as he draws back enough to lean his weight into Leo. He's still slender in comparison to his husband, but the two of them know the shape of the other by now.]

You're definitely unrepentant, aren't you?

[Something further unwinds in him hearing that whisper. It's a relief, and maybe some day some time they should come up with a safeword of some kind. But that's for the future, unless an emergency here happens.

Leo doesn't think it will though.

Not the way Peter is leaning into him.]

I don't know the error of my ways, how can I be?

You'd think someone who flooded a city would regret it at least a little. [His fingertips continue coaxing along Leo's sides. He isn't too sensitive there, but he likely can feel the sticking feeling and pressure Peter is putting into it.

One hand drops down to his husband's bare leg. He coaxes his fingers along the skin, teasingly.] You've done worse before, so, this was the final straw. Someone has to take you in. Rehabilitate you.

[He's focusing on the touches. On the pressure, the feeling of Peter's fingers sticking periodically here and there on his shell. The way his skin jumps when the touch reaches his leg is obvious; he can't move too much because of the web against his backside, but he smiles a little.]

Best it's you, then. You're the type who's soooo determined to see things through to get results, aren't you?

[Peter laughs softly at that reaction.] Spider-Man isn't one to give up, you're right about that. I know I can help you. It'll just take a little persuasion.

[He coaxes his hand along Leo's inner thigh, shifting his hand, so he's dragging his nails across the sensitive skin. With how much Leo was teasing him earlier, it feels fair to return the favor a little bit.

His other hand traces along the line of Leo's plastron plates, firmly sticking his hand towards the middle of his 'chest'. Peter slowly starts to draw the hand back. Unsticking bit by bit.]

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