the unholy duo
#and satan himself looked upon this union and thought it good
Where are the goddamn fanfictions!?
“R-Rob I have work to do. I have to write.”
“Leave it,” Rob said into the crook of his neck, his hands traveling up and down the soft curve of his back. “leave it and come rest for a bit.”
Scott nodded, his knees were weak, his head was spinning and all he could think about was the pair of hands rubbing small, rough circles against the small of his back. “Okay” he said, slightly out of breath. “Superman can wait.”
and then buttsex
“Don’t call me Scott in bed, Rob baby. Call me Superman.”
They would have sex to Nirvana after a long session of Doom and then break to read Youngblood before slamming a dew like the rad x-treme people they are and the thought of that causes me physical pain
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK HAPPENED TO THIS POST WHILE I WASN’T LOOKING
These two need to jump off of a cliff together.