Halrloprillalar   hal@prillalar.com   http://prillalar.com/

July 17, 2002

RATING: PG13.

FANDOM/SPOILERS: Marvel Comics. No spoilers.

SUMMARY: Spider-Man/Johnny Storm. Talking.

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DISCLAIMER: Not mine.


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by Halrloprillalar - hal@prillalar.com

Spider-Man and Johnny Storm are sitting on top of a building,
dangling their feet over the edge and looking out over the city.
They're drinking a six-pack Johnny got at the 7-11 while the Vault
guys were mopping up. Down in the street a car is still burning.

Spidey's mask is pulled up above his nose and Johnny can see the
line of stubble along his jaw, the brown hair at the back of his
neck. They're talking about the Mets, sort of. Spidey won't shut up
while he's fighting, but otherwise he's a hard man to have a
conversation with. Johnny figures he doesn't want to slip, to give
himself away.

Johnny wants him to slip. Johnny's been hanging out in this part of
town lately, hoping to run into him. And it's been working. Third
fight this week and this time the beer.

Spidey takes a drink and a drop of beer runs down the corner of his
mouth. He puts out his tongue and licks it away. Johnny can't look
away. Johnny's almost leaning over now, almost flicking out his own
tongue to touch Spidey's. Johnny's almost kissing him, sliding his
arms around him and opening his mouth. Hand on the back of Spidey's
head and it would only take one smooth stroke to burn away the mask
without marking the man.

But really Johnny's just drinking his beer and laughing at Spidey's
jokes and feeling the heat in the pit of his stomach. They smile at
each other and have another beer and Johnny keeps Spidey talking
while the sun goes down.

It's a start.

F I N I S

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