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– Breakup Rebound – for [justlikeacircus]

[kontykebomb]

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[Conner's just chewing at a bowl of cornflakes, probably the most unassuming cockblocker there is. Well, save for being Superboy and all that.

At least his normal RBF is muted by cereal.

A brow arched at the laughter, at least until Dick says that.]

Oh damn. Same guy?

Re: – Breakup Rebound – for [justlikeacircus]

[justlikeacircus]

Yep

[He knows he shouldn't laugh and it's kind of mean, but he can't help it, he just looked so disappointed.. and, well, he wasn't exactly wrong, they did say this was a date.]

I'll put these on the table until we're ready for them.

[kontykebomb]

[Conner snorts in mild amusement before heading back into the kitchen so he's not blocking the hallway. And the pizza. Cornflakes were good, but... unfortunately, the Kryptonian teen has been spoiled by the human gift that is pizza.]

Okay. Want me to bring your bowl out there?

[justlikeacircus]

Please. And grab the box of cornflakes too.

[That way he can introduce Conner properly to the masterpiece that is cornflakes on pizza. He sets the boxes down on the coffee table and sits, on the couch beside where Conner had been rather than in the chair. If this was a date it wouldn't hurt to sit a little closer]

[kontykebomb]

[No problem. He gets a bowl in each hand and traps the box of cornflakes between his head and shoulder like cradling a phone. Could've done it under his arm, but that'd be more a risk of crushing it.

Conner sinks down on the couch beside Dick and sets the bowls on the table before releasing the box.]

We've had this place before. They're pretty fast.

[justlikeacircus]

[It's not until Conner comes back that he realises he asked for him to carry more things than he had hands for, though he seems to have managed it he feels a little guilty]

Some host I am...

[He grabs the box as Conner releases it and deposits it on the table beside the pizzas]

It's my usual go-to

[kontykebomb]

[Come on. He's Superboy. If he can't figure out how to carry two bowls and a box of cereal, he's a really failed person.]

What?

[Something about a host? Conner leans back against the couch, taking his bowl with him to keep munching.]

I just eat whatever's in the kitchen. If it doesn't have a name on it.

[justlikeacircus]

Making my guest bring me stuff.

[He leans back as well, quiet for a moment as he eats thoughtfully]

What's your favourite kind of food? I promised to take you out, I should make it something good...

[kontykebomb]

I'm not your guest. It's a date, right?

[Plus there's friend, teammate, etc.]

Huh... [He has to think about that. Everything's been so new. Far too many things taste good compared to what tastes bad.]

There's a seafood shop in Happy Harbor that's really good. Sub sandwiches. M'gann tries out a lot of recipes.

[But nothing "favorite" is coming out of his musings. Probably unsurprising.]

– Yours for the Night – for [utilitybelted]

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Uh-huh.

[Conner sounds "so" convinced by that. Emphasis on the "hasn't tried it yet" part. Superboy's gotten showers in front of the others, as they established earlier in this conversation, but it's not been sexual.]

Why would I be? We get showers in front of the other guys.

[And it's not like Sphere or Wolf were... well... "people" in that sense.]

Re: – Yours for the Night – for [utilitybelted]

[utilitybelted]

Good to know...

[For future reference, anyway. Right now he's happy it's just the two of them.

Though there's maybe just the tiniest thrill in the idea that they're just walking through the base and there might be other people around.

He leans in kiss his way down Conner's neck again - that doesn't distract him from walking, right?]

[kontykebomb]

Are you thinking about it?

[Yeah, for future moments. Conner's not all that versed in human sexual practices. Wally had showed him some porn and the internet exists, but it's not like Superboy's really active in that area.

There are others around, but they're either in the sparring room or watching TV or hanging out in the kitchen. Aka: not in the halls Conner's walking through.

It's a short time before Conner has to key in his door code to open his room and got inside. Then promptly heave-ho's Dick onto his bed.]

[utilitybelted]

Maybe.

[When he's thrown onto the bed he's not expecting it and it draws a surprised laugh out of him.

He pushes himself up onto his shoulders so he can get a good look at Conner]

Back to that part about too many clothes...

[kontykebomb]

[Conner smirks down at his friend before stepping up to him, stopping at the edge of his bed between Dick's knees.]

You want me to take them off myself or do you want to do it?

[Someone might wonder why there are two shirts sitting in the garage, but since one's Superboy's, they might just chalk it up to him getting warm. And really, who's going to complain about him being shirtless?]

[utilitybelted]

[Well that was a good question, on the one hand striptease, and on the other... yea, on second thoughts he definitely just wants to get his hands on Conner. He pushes himself into a sitting position and hooks a finger in Conner's waistband]

Hmm, yea I think I'll do it myself.

[He uses his grip on Conner's jeans to pull himself in a little, trailing kisses across his stomach as his hands work to get the jeans undone]

[kontykebomb]

[Conner stands his ground, even braces a foot slightly, when Dick catches the hem of his jeans so he can pull himself forward.]

Thought so.

[His abs shift slightly as he exhales, muscles hot against Dick's lips. The belt unbuckles easily, fly popping free and zipper dragging down. Conner spreads his arms a little when his pants loosen around his waist.]

That's better.

[utilitybelted]

[Dick makes a vague hum of agreement and slides his hand around to push the jeans down over Conner's hips - and if he deliberately does so in a way that means his hands skim over the other boy's backside can anybody really blame him. He pushes them a little further down his legs, still kissing across his abs before he finally leans back to get a good look.]

God this is so much better in person.

– Two Kons and a Big Dil – for [chillaxin]

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[Well, there are perks to being on the Team. Place to stay, peace and quiet, quick replacement of broken things, and the interdimensional rifts where you end up meeting your family from the past or future or straight up meeting alternate versions of yourself.

Superboy's in the latter category, since it's not like he's got a family to call his own. But the sheer differences between Kon and Conner are as noticeable as their physical appearances. Larger, quieter, broodier, anger problems versus smaller, louder, flashier, and friendlier. With the cockiness and clone issues being a shared theme between them, considering both clones came from different, well... cloning processes.

Safe to say, Superboy didn't hit off well with his alternate self right away. Which, as the res of the Team offered, is normal for the genomorph. But ironically, having someone there who--though different--could relate to him more than anyone else on the Team, enabled Conner to bring the more brooding teenager out of his spiky shell quicker.

Why else would Conner accept a glowing green dildo without fastballing it back at the gifter?

The mountain hideout's empty save for the two Kryptonian teens, which makes this meeting a lot more casual. Conner's door opens sideways into the wall, letting his counterpart into his room. Spartan decorations because, well, he's new at this whole life thing.

Means that emerald toy is Right There on the bed.]

Any trouble?

[As if.]

[chillaxin]

[ ooc: everything looks good to me! ]

[ Conner didn't know what to expect when he popped through the interdimensional rift. One moment he was working on the farm with Ma and Pa Kent and the next thing he knew he found himself in a mountain hideout surrounded by a bunch of other superpowered youth. It had been an interesting experience, to say the least, but at least one that he was able to smoothly talk his way out of.

The biggest shock was meeting a different universe version of himself. One that was quite different from him. He couldn't wrap his head around it. If this Conner was supposed to be him, then why isn't he joking around and having fun with life?

But sure enough, they were eventually able to get along. Bonding over their shared clone issues sure made that easier.

Why else would Conner give him a glowing green dildo? That's not something you do to someone without being sure they won't throw it back into your face.

He's glad that they're all alone in the mountain right now. Makes things a bit more comfortable now.

Conner grins as he walks in and sees the jolly green giant on the bed. ]

Nope, no trouble at all.

[ Just gonna casually saunter in and take a seat on the bed. ]

Having a nice night so far?

[kontykebomb]

[Conner reminds him a lot of Robin and Kid Flash. It's no wonder he gets along best with them. Once the portal's fixed, he'll be able to go back home, but for now, they're taking good care of him. (And there's talk of turning the rift into a voluntary thing? Future thoughts.)

Superboy's door closes behind them as they leave the doorway. Their choice of clothing is vastly different as well. Considering Conner does the spandex and leather jacket thing and Kon does not. Emphatically. More so on the spandex than the jacket.

He comes to stand by the bed, arms folded loose over his stomach. Blue eyes flick over to the toy as it bounces on the bed when Conner takes a seat nearby it. So distracting.]

Up and down. Magmore was a pain in the butt to take down. Lost another pair of boots. [Always lava. What gives?] Then your surprise when I got back. But...

[Here one of those rare, but sincere, if small, smiles appears on his mouth.]

We got the night to ourselves, so that's good.

[chillaxin]

[ Conner's still pretty new in his world, so he hasn't gotten a chance to meet any of the others. He hears there's a Teen Titans? That was something to ask Big Blue at a later date, made even later by his arrival in this world. He won't lie and say he isn't looking forward to going back home. But he will miss everyone here, Kon most of all. (And if the rift can become voluntary? Well, he better be prepared for unannounced visits.)

For the sake of things, Conner left his jacket in his room, coming in his spandex. Kon should definitely consider the spandex, he can pull it off.

Conner leans back on his hands as looks up at Kon. ]

Sounds rough. You really go through uniforms, don't you? [ grins at him ] But at least my surprise was good, yeah?

[ the smile is a good sign ]

How do you want to start?

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[There is one in a sense. It's slowly in its birthing conceptions from within the Team at the moment, but eventually. Still plenty that are similar. Kon quietly rues the day Conner meets Superman. He has a very ugly feeling that his "father" will take more kindly towards Conner than him. But they're both clones, so... maybe not. He's avoided talking about Superman with Conner for now. Touchy subject.

But he wouldn't say no to visits in the future.

Nope. Spandex is not his thing. His t-shirts are tight enough. Did it once and it was not comfortable.]

Hey, it's me that's indestructible; not my clothes. [He shrugs as if dismissing the clothes' problem of being vulnerable.] I've got plenty. [If Conner looks into his closet across the way... it's the most boring collection of nothing but black t-shirts and blue jeans and brown boots.]

Getting rid of these. [Kon tugs at the collar of his shirt.] And either getting down to it or grabbing a quick shower.

[chillaxin]

[ It'll happen eventually. Conner has only just met this Team, but he knows that they can do it. Conner hasn't asked to meet Superman yet. He mentioned his once and he saw Kon's reaction. OK, so... make that two things that are different between these universes. He'll wait for Kon to talk about it.

Conner humbly disagrees. Kon should definitely wear spandex. At least sometimes. For Reasons. ]

That's true. But hey, maybe there's someone out there who can make some stronger clothes. [ but he turns his head to look in his closet and sees the same outfit and laughs. ] But if you wanna be a Simpson's character be my guest.

OK, I like that start. [ a beat ] I'm fine with getting down to it. I mean, we're just gonna get dirty anyways, right?

[ With that, Conner stands up and closes the distance between him and Kon. He rests his hands at the hem of Kon's shirt, waiting for him to say it's ok to start. ]

[kontykebomb]

[Conner's not the first person to think Superboy should wear some spandex. Miss Martian had been pretty supportive when he had to fill in for Superman one time. At a distance. And extremely uncomfortable about it. It's likely because Superman himself wears those colors and that costume that Kon doesn't want to. Plus there's the issue with the solar suit... bad memories.]

Maybe. But it's not as easy as just going to the store and buying the rack. [He shoots Conner a glare at the Simpson's reference and... ah there's nothing at hand to throw at him.

Minus his shirt. Which apparently is going to be the first to go, considering that's where Conner's hands land. Kon arches a brow, but then chuffs softly and lifts his arms over his head.]

Night's young. Let's make a mess.

[chillaxin]

[ All understandable. They have different origins, with Kon having a more rude awakening than Conner, who was made after Superman died. Then there were the other Supermen. It was a weird time... ]

Ideas for the future. [ He smiles innocently at that glare.

But that smile takes an edge as Kon lifts his arms. He's tugging off that shirt and just admiring the look of Kon and his muscles. Oh yeah, definitely would look good in spandex, but he'll drop it for now ]

That's what I'm talking about.

[ And with that, he's leaning up to give Kon a kiss. ]