[ Seriously, whoever the first person was that wanted to get off on a color? Newt could kiss them right about now. He's been trying for ages to think of a way to broach this subject. He wasn't sure if Hank even liked dudes. Newt's always had the world's worst gaydar. And probably why he has the record for most rejects.
Newt's tense, mostly from excitement. Getting laid was not on the list of of To Dos for the day. He'll absolutely take it, especially considering who he's going to be fucking. The whole beast factor isn't really what's doing it for him. Honestly, it's mostly Hank... being Hank. ... Being ripped helps, though, he will admit that.
He gives himself one more look over, making sure his hair is okay. He did his level best to get the smell of experiment off of him. And mostly succeeded! ]
[Hank was still pretty sure that the being told his particular shade of blue was arousing would qualify as one of the worst pickup lines he's ever heard, but he can't really complain about it either anymore, since apparently it worked. That was probably more to do with Newt than the line itself. He wasn't really used to being hit on, and not by someone like Newt, who he found brilliant... And attractive... Though he wasn't admitting that last part until now.
He did his best to clean up his lab before the other man showed up, but there was only so much he could do about that. Newt's seen his lab before, all the cables, wires, electronics, and sometimes even alien or mutant body parts, like the other's lab. It didn't look much better now, but it was at least an organized chaos, and the small living area that Hank had made for himself at the back of the room was clean.
It wasn't the best it could have been, but Hank spent more time making sure his fur was at least brushed and he didn't smell like whatever he was working on before Newt showed up.]
I know it's not exactly tidy, but we'll have more privacy down here than anywhere else in the school.
[ Only now? Newt must be losing what little game he already has.
(Just kidding. He has to have some to be there at all.) He flashes a grin at him and shrugs. ]
As long as we have somewhere.
The door locks right?
[ Door shut behind him, he half looks at it like it might answer for him. He... Doesn't really know how to start this. Should he attempt just jumping right in? He might once he knows they won't be interrupted. Well by anyone that can't pass through solid walls. Oh! Hey, awesome. Lead the way that next and surprisingly calm grin says. ]
[For a while, honestly, but even if he knew that Newt was interested in men, Hank still wouldn't have assumed that included him. His unconventional appearance kind of complicated the whole flirting thing, at least his desire to take it seriously.
He's glad that Newt seems to be interested, though. It kind of feels like he won the lottery, really.]
The doors will lock automatically, there's mental shielding to keep the students out of your head, and there are sensors that will let us know if anyone comes inside. [If Newt really is worried about Kitty Pryde perving on them.
Though, he's also kind of unsure about how to start things off. More because, again, he knows how he looks... Still, he reaches out and rests his hand lightly on Newt's hip, gently pulling him in closer.]
[ Thanks, Hank. He wasn't sure how to go about this without being kind of too rough? He really doesn't want this to be rough. Not saying they're going to make sweet love or anything but it's not every day you get to fuck Hank McCoy?
Newt's looking over every corner of Hank's face, trying to pick where he might kiss first, come up with some kind of plan of attack. Is getting hair in his mouth going to be a prob-- Oh he's asking a question. ]
Do you? I don't. Depending on how big you are, getting fucked shouldn't be a problem.
[ This is a weirdly logistic and casual way to talk about sex. He likes it! He should sleep with scientists more often... ]
[A little roughness was okay. Really, Hank should introduce Newt to his old girlfriend sometime. Kinky was definitely something he was good with. He just wasn't so confident with people he was getting used to for the first time. He doesn't mind everything going smoothly either. They can take thinks slow and gentle.
And, maybe he should take a little bit of the initiative on the kissing part. He's going to at least, mostly by leaning in to nuzzle slightly against Newt's cheek, pressing his lips to the other's jawline.]
Maybe you should check for yourself?
[And yes, that was an invitation. Sleeping with scientists really was a lot easier. They didn't have to dance around the topics.]
If it's too big, I don't mind getting fucked instead. We can figure it out when we get to that point.
[ Good because Newt feels much the same. He's still really not sure why he wants to take it so slow and careful right now. Maybe because he plans on doing it again and doesn't want to fuck up? Maybe because of the respect - as colleagues and whatever - they already had before?
Whatever it was, he's not really going to question it. Newt tends to feel, act, then think. Unless it's something really important. Sometimes all three happen at once.
He'll focus now on what they're doing. Or he would if he weren't so distracted by how nice he feels. Smell's not bad either. ]
Awesome but first thing's first.
[ A real kiss, please. Newt presses them flush together and finally brings their lips together. Nothing too dramatic but loads of intent behind it. He wants it to take some time, not move at a glacial speed. In fact, he's already pushing fingers into the ... fur? hair? on the back of Hank's head and tasting his bottom lip. They don't have to strip down right there... but they both know what they're here for. ]
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[ Seriously, whoever the first person was that wanted to get off on a color? Newt could kiss them right about now. He's been trying for ages to think of a way to broach this subject. He wasn't sure if Hank even liked dudes. Newt's always had the world's worst gaydar. And probably why he has the record for most rejects.
Newt's tense, mostly from excitement. Getting laid was not on the list of of To Dos for the day. He'll absolutely take it, especially considering who he's going to be fucking. The whole beast factor isn't really what's doing it for him. Honestly, it's mostly Hank... being Hank. ... Being ripped helps, though, he will admit that.
He gives himself one more look over, making sure his hair is okay. He did his level best to get the smell of experiment off of him. And mostly succeeded! ]
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He did his best to clean up his lab before the other man showed up, but there was only so much he could do about that. Newt's seen his lab before, all the cables, wires, electronics, and sometimes even alien or mutant body parts, like the other's lab. It didn't look much better now, but it was at least an organized chaos, and the small living area that Hank had made for himself at the back of the room was clean.
It wasn't the best it could have been, but Hank spent more time making sure his fur was at least brushed and he didn't smell like whatever he was working on before Newt showed up.]
I know it's not exactly tidy, but we'll have more privacy down here than anywhere else in the school.
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(Just kidding. He has to have some to be there at all.) He flashes a grin at him and shrugs. ]
As long as we have somewhere.
The door locks right?
[ Door shut behind him, he half looks at it like it might answer for him. He... Doesn't really know how to start this. Should he attempt just jumping right in? He might once he knows they won't be interrupted. Well by anyone that can't pass through solid walls. Oh! Hey, awesome. Lead the way that next and surprisingly calm grin says. ]
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He's glad that Newt seems to be interested, though. It kind of feels like he won the lottery, really.]
The doors will lock automatically, there's mental shielding to keep the students out of your head, and there are sensors that will let us know if anyone comes inside. [If Newt really is worried about Kitty Pryde perving on them.
Though, he's also kind of unsure about how to start things off. More because, again, he knows how he looks... Still, he reaches out and rests his hand lightly on Newt's hip, gently pulling him in closer.]
Do you have any preferences on how we do this?
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[ Thanks, Hank. He wasn't sure how to go about this without being kind of too rough? He really doesn't want this to be rough. Not saying they're going to make sweet love or anything but it's not every day you get to fuck Hank McCoy?
Newt's looking over every corner of Hank's face, trying to pick where he might kiss first, come up with some kind of plan of attack. Is getting hair in his mouth going to be a prob-- Oh he's asking a question. ]
Do you? I don't. Depending on how big you are, getting fucked shouldn't be a problem.
[ This is a weirdly logistic and casual way to talk about sex. He likes it! He should sleep with scientists more often... ]
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And, maybe he should take a little bit of the initiative on the kissing part. He's going to at least, mostly by leaning in to nuzzle slightly against Newt's cheek, pressing his lips to the other's jawline.]
Maybe you should check for yourself?
[And yes, that was an invitation. Sleeping with scientists really was a lot easier. They didn't have to dance around the topics.]
If it's too big, I don't mind getting fucked instead. We can figure it out when we get to that point.
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Whatever it was, he's not really going to question it. Newt tends to feel, act, then think. Unless it's something really important. Sometimes all three happen at once.
He'll focus now on what they're doing. Or he would if he weren't so distracted by how nice he feels. Smell's not bad either. ]
Awesome but first thing's first.
[ A real kiss, please. Newt presses them flush together and finally brings their lips together. Nothing too dramatic but loads of intent behind it. He wants it to take some time, not move at a glacial speed. In fact, he's already pushing fingers into the ... fur? hair? on the back of Hank's head and tasting his bottom lip. They don't have to strip down right there... but they both know what they're here for. ]