Part 61: French Kiss

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This time; it wasn’t a mess. 
This time he was leading it with the finesse he used while leading them on the dance floor. Her skin felt electrified, she couldn't breathe. 
This was blowing her mind.
She pulled back, dazed.
The Hero could swear she saw stars.And these stars; well, they were beautiful!

Completely drained of radiation, Toxic felt more radioactive than ever. Galaxy Girl opened her eyes, blinking ever so slowly. The look she wore after he kissed her was worth more to him then the entire StockmanCorp fortune. A look which he thought could only be pulled off by David Tennent.

"This is amazing!" He declared.
In a flash, her hand gripped his neck tie and violently jerked him towards her; claiming his mouth with such a force he feared whiplash.
"Oomph!" was the surprised sound that escaped him. Soon their labia were moving in perfect rhythm. He had to hand it to Galaxy Girl, she had always been a quick study, wasting no time in taking control of the situation. He smirked mid kiss, not planning to let her have the upper hand for very long. Using his newly memorized Wikihow skills, the villain gently pushed his tongue into her mouth.
She moaned in surprise and jerked back. 

"You just put your..." 
Began the hero. 
"Yes..." he confirmed with a smirk. 
"Into my..." 
Her blue eyes were wide. 
"Yes." he started closing the distance again. 
She turns onto the bed and started leaning onto her hands away from him just as fast as he was leaning closer.
"Why?" She interrogated.
For him it was so much fun to know something she didn’t, though this relationship was working on its second decade, it still never got old. 
He was right up in her face again. His mind was now a database; 18 years’ worth of television and movie love scenes finally started coming back to him, his mind retaining the skill he had seen. Her baby blues were a mix of nerves and curiosity, but how they seemed to pull him in.

"It's called French kissing." 
Toxic explained, slowly swinging his legs up and onto the bed, and crawling towards her.
"It is apparently, a very popular form of making out." 
He continued, As a matter of fact, wearing his most fiendish grin.
"Don't you trust me?"

A nervous laugh escapes her.
"About as far as I can throw you," She answered like she always did to that same question. 
"And considering you weigh about 80 pounds, that's pretty far."
"Touché darling." Toxic was now propped up on his elbows above her, forearms on each side of her face. Nervously she bit her lip, and slowly began lifting herself toward him, her lips grazing ever so softly. It was almost as if they were waltzing.

God, this affects me worse than alcohol. 
He thought to himself as he steadily started getting drunk on her kiss.
His hand instinctively met the side of her cheek, slowly urging her lips harder against his own. Working up the nerve to try again, he attempted the French kiss once more, and his time, with much success. After some tentative experimentation, their tongues were soon locked in a feud that could only be compared to a Star Wars light saber battle.

Her hands went up and wrapped around his neck, and it felt as if sparks of radioactivity fizzled where she touched; and though he knew he was drained of his powers, he didn't feel like it.  He pulled away ever so slightly to take a breath, trying not to show just how vulnerable he was in that moment, because after all, they were still arch rivals. 
His gaze moved from her eyes back to her lips, which were slightly swollen from his kiss. 

I did that. 
He thought victoriously, nearly bursting with pride.
Once more, her intoxicating mouth was against his, one hand trailing up his neck and slowly tangling into his hair. He winced slightly when she grabbed a fistful of his dark curls. 
"I'm sorry!" 
She pulled back, eyes filled with concern. 
"Did I hurt you?!?"
"Yes." he chuckled, planting a small kiss on her jawline. 
"But don't worry, I liked it." 
He admitted through a grin, trailing lustful little kisses down her neck. 
"I think I've been wanting you to pull my hair again since we had that fight in the subway." 
Much to his delight, this statement makes her laugh.

Each intake of breath was another reminder of what was really happening, and she quietly cooed each time his lips came in contact with the soft skin of her neck, till he reached the pressure point at the base of her neck.
She mumbled something incoherently, but he could have sworn it was his name. As Toxic applied soft pressure with his teeth, her head lulled and her back arched, resulting in her body curving up towards him.

Over the years, he had taken so many body scans and measurements from her, studying her, trying to work out a way to defeat her. 
He knew her anatomy inside and out, probably better than she did. Who knew it could come in handy for... other situations. 
"Crap..." he hissed under his breath when he saw that a purple bruise had formed on her skin, where he had applied the pressure. 
"What is it?" 
She propped herself up back onto her elbows and asked.
"I - I bruised you," 
He worried, running a thumb over the quarter sized welt.
"Really? I don't feel anything. Let me see?" 
She asked, more curious than worried.

Still laying across her, he reached for his handheld that he had tossed beside him, and turned on the inside camera. 
She took it from his hand and began to examine the mark. He rolled off her and sat up. He opened his laptop on the dresser and performed a quick search, keeping his back against her so that she could hold his multi-million dollar device without breaking it.
"Oh okay, this is normal." 
He sighed with relief that it was not some type of radiation poisoning. 
"The bruise is an erythema, commonly called a hickey or love bite," he read.
"Love bite huh?" 
She said, moving the device around as she tried to view the bruise from different angles. 
"It's always so interesting to see his skin bruise. How cool."
Cool? He shuddered slightly as he remembered what she looked like when he found her in the park. She wouldn't have found that very cool.
"I want to try!" 
She sat up excitedly. 

"Try?" he asked with slight worry, but she was already pulling him back down. Before he knew it she was sitting on his chest. Though he wouldn't admit it to her face, he was slightly terrified. She had bitten through solid iron chains before. Though he knew the hero of Stark city was powerless at his touch, her teeth on his body was still a scary thought.

"Don't look so petrified. I'm not trying to hurt you." 
She laughed, blonde hair dancing around her face, hands undoing his tie. 
"Quite the contrary actually." She was kissing him again, and the fear melted away like precious metals in a smoldering forge. He ran his hands up her thighs and gripped her waist.
Her mouth moves from his lips to his chin, then along his jawline, planting small kisses till she reaches the nape of his neck.

"Galaxy, just so you know..." 
He try to explain despite the overload of endorphins that screamed at her touch.
"Everyone has different pressure points...." 
He managed to squeak out. 
"Mine is here." 
Toxic pointed to a spot on his collarbone with two fingers.
Brain overload... was the only thing he can think when she started teasing the skin there. He had only given her one bruise, but by the time she was done, he had at least three. 
They went back to kissing, rolling over each other across the bed.

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A/N: second part as promised, and it's a dammed good one if I do say so myself.
Finally! Can you believe Toxic and His hero finally made out after being lifelong enemies? How do you think this will affect their relationship, and what do you think will happen next?

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