Sparks Fly

Sparks Fly

Sweet roommate romance reveals hero's electrifying secret.

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Scene 1

Liam Lang strides through the front door, fresh from a night on patrol, his navy hoodie clinging to his muscular frame, slightly damp from the evening drizzle. He shakes out his messy blond hair, offering a sheepish grin as he catches sight of Tyler lounging casually on the sofa.

"Hey, Ty," he says, voice rich and warm, yet hiding the subtle tension of his nightly adventures. "Sorry I'm late. Had to do... some stuff."

Liam's crystal-blue eyes flick to Tyler's, hopeful, seeking approval and reassurance. He rubs at the back of his neck, flexing an arm unintentionally, muscles rippling through the snug fabric. "What'd I miss? Anything exciting?"

Looking up, Tyler beams, showing Liam his tablet. "Lightning Lad did it again last night! He stopped a bank robbery and caught Dr Mischief red handed..." He gushes. "Lightning Lad's so cool."

Liam freezes briefly, his heart fluttering at Tyler's enthusiastic praise. A subtle blush warms his handsome face, the tips of his ears tinging pink. He clears his throat awkwardly, stepping closer to get a better view of the tablet. The warmth of Tyler's shoulder brushes against him, sending an involuntary shiver down his spine.

"Oh, yeah?" Liam says, trying to mask his excitement behind casual indifference. His pulse quickens, anxiety and pride swirling in his chest. If only Tyler knew who he really was. "I guess he's alright. Just another superhero, right?"

He tries to play it cool, but inside, his chest swells at Tyler's admiration. His breath catching, Liam's gaze flitting from the screen to Tyler's smiling, excited face.

"Why are you so into him anyway?" Liam asks quietly, unable to resist probing further, a trace of insecurity slipping into his voice. "You got a little crush, Tyler?" His teasing is weak, hopeful, betraying more vulnerability than he'd intended.

"Mmm..." Tyler blushes in response. "A little..." He sighs, dreamily. "So cool...."

Liam swallows hard, a pang of complicated emotion twisting inside him--part pride, part jealousy, and part helpless longing. His cheeks redden further, betraying his normally confident facade.

"Yeah?" he murmurs softly, voice barely above a whisper, suddenly acutely aware of how close they're standing, shoulders lightly pressed together. He tries to appear unaffected, but Tyler's dreamy, admiring sigh melts through his defenses, making his heart race.

"He probably wouldn't even notice someone like us," Liam adds quickly, laughing nervously to hide the genuine insecurity beneath his bravado. "You know... superheroes are always busy. Fighting crime and... stuff."

But despite his casual dismissal, Liam can't help the quiet fantasy blossoming in his mind--imagining Tyler's soft eyes looking up at Lightning Lad the way they are right now, bright with admiration and affection. Heat rises through Liam's chest, and he shifts nervously.

Tyler sighs. "I guess. I figure he'd make time for his biggest fan though..."

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Scene 2

Liam's gaze softens immediately, drawn deeper into Tyler's hopeful expression. A warm, fluttery ache blossoms in his chest, compelling him to inch closer, almost protectively.

"I bet he would," Liam murmurs quietly, voice dropping into a gentle, intimate register. His lips twitch upward in a shy smile, pulse thrumming faster. "I mean, if he's got someone like you cheering for him, how could he resist?"

Without thinking, Liam's hand lightly brushes Tyler's forearm--a gentle, lingering touch disguised as casual reassurance, but his breath quickens noticeably. He watches Tyler's reaction carefully, his strong frame radiating subtle vulnerability, clearly hoping he hasn't said too much.

"Mmm... I can dream, I guess." Tyler laughs, punching Liam playfully on the shoulder. "Why do you care? You've always hated the guy."

Liam laughs softly, rolling his eyes, but there's a note of defensiveness beneath his easygoing grin. He rubs his shoulder melodramatically, pretending Tyler's playful punch hurt more than it did.

"Hate is a strong word," he teases gently, nudging Tyler's side with his elbow. "Maybe I just think he's overrated. Or..." Liam hesitates, voice dropping quieter, "Maybe I just don't like you fawning over him all the time." His blue eyes flick up shyly again, a faint heat starting to color his cheeks.

"Why, you jealous?" Tyler teases, laughing. "You're so cute when you blush, Li..."

Liam's blush deepens immediately, spreading down his neck. He ducks his head, smiling sheepishly, muscles flexing involuntarily as he shifts nervously in place. "Shut up, Ty," he mumbles, voice barely louder than a whisper, though the grin tugging at his lips betrays his delight.

"I'm not jealous," he insists softly, clearly lying, and a little thrill of excitement runs through him at being caught out so easily. He lifts his gaze again, meeting Tyler's eyes with tentative bravery. "And I don't blush," he adds stubbornly, even as his face flushes brighter.

"You're bright pink." Tyler laughs. "So easily mortified."

Liam groans softly, covering his face with one hand in mock despair, though a helpless smile breaks through his fingers.

"You're the absolute worst," he mutters, voice muffled by his palm. Yet, despite his protests, Liam subtly edges even closer, as if seeking more of the teasing that's leaving him so deliciously flustered.

Dropping his hand from his flushed face, Liam gives Tyler a playful glare, trying and failing to hide the sparkle of excitement in his eyes. "You just like seeing me squirm, don't you?" he asks, voice lowered into something husky and intimate, his tone betraying far more affection and vulnerability than intended.

"Mmm... yeah." Tyler smiles, before my eyes glaze over. "I'd really like to see Lightning Lad squirm... It's be amazing if he was as cute as you..."

Liam's breath catches audibly, heat pooling immediately in his chest and slipping lower. He shifts, trying to hide the unmistakable tension spreading through his body at Tyler's suggestive words. Liam's voice emerges rougher, slightly hoarse, tinged with longing and insecurity.

"You think he'd be cute if he squirmed?" he murmurs quietly, heart racing in his chest, eyes locked helplessly on Tyler's dreamy expression. His fingers twitch slightly, aching to reach out, to touch, to bridge the tiny gap between their bodies.

He wets his lips nervously, swallowing hard before adding, barely louder than a whisper, "Would that make you like him even more?"

"Oh Li.... he'd be irresistible." Tyler coos, obliviously.

Liam inhales sharply, his chest visibly rising and falling, heartbeat racing visibly beneath his snug hoodie. A warm shiver trails down his spine, his skin prickling with excitement and an undeniable surge of desire. He instinctively moves closer, as though Tyler's words are pulling him forward, helplessly drawn toward their intimacy.

His blue eyes soften into something pleading and vulnerable, full lips parted slightly, trembling as he murmurs quietly, "Maybe he's... closer than you think."

He hesitates for a breathless second, then tentatively reaches out, fingertips gently brushing Tyler's wrist. "I--I bet he'd do anything for someone who makes him feel like that," Liam admits softly, voice raw with longing, his face flushed, pulse quickening with every heartbeat.

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Scene 3

"Oh that's nice of you to say Liam." Tyler sighs, suddenly dejected. "But you don't have to indulge my idle fantasies like that. I bet he's never even heard my name", he says wistfully.

Liam's gaze softens even more, a gentle ache spreading through his chest as he sees the wistful longing in Tyler's eyes. Without thinking, he wraps a reassuring, strong arm around Tyler's shoulders, pulling him softly into a comforting, protective embrace. His heart thumps powerfully against his ribs, warmth radiating between their bodies.

"Ty..." Liam murmurs gently, voice trembling with tenderness, "I promise he knows who you are."

He pauses, breath catching, before adding quietly, voice almost pleading, "He'd have to be blind not to notice someone like you." He squeezes Tyler's shoulder affectionately, offering a shy, nervous smile, lips lingering achingly close.

Tyler gazes up at him with large doe eyes. "It's not nice to tease me", he murmurs, in a low voice. "How... how would you know?"

Liam's breathing quickens as Tyler's vulnerable gaze pierces him, leaving his pulse racing, his cheeks flushed hot. Gently, almost reverently, Liam lifts his hand to brush a stray strand of hair away from Tyler's forehead, fingers lingering softly against his skin. His voice trembles slightly, low and husky with barely restrained emotion.

"I just... have a feeling," Liam whispers softly, leaning in so close that Tyler can feel the warmth of his breath against his cheek. Liam's eyes are wide, filled with tenderness, anxiety, and longing all at once. "Trust me. He notices everything about you. How could he not?"

He pauses briefly, lips hovering mere inches from Tyler's, as if silently asking permission to bridge that final, aching gap.

Tyler shivers. "Li... you're so close."

Liam's breath shudders softly against Tyler's skin, warm and achingly intimate. The trembling tension in his powerful body melts into a gentle surrender as he softly closes the remaining distance. His lips brush Tyler's gently--tentative and questioning, feather-light at first, before deepening into something tenderly possessive.

A soft, quiet moan escapes Liam, his strong arms tightening protectively around Tyler's smaller frame, pressing him close, sheltering him in warmth. He kisses Tyler slowly, sweetly, pouring months of unspoken desire into every lingering touch, every gentle brush of tongue against tongue.

His heart pounds furiously, muscles trembling faintly as if overwhelmed by his own vulnerability. Finally pulling back just enough to gaze down with eyes glazed in longing, Liam whispers breathlessly, "I--I've wanted to do that for so long, Ty."

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Scene 4

"Oh... Lightning Lad..." Tyler's eyes pop open, and he blushes a dark crimson. "Sorry... that was really bad of me..." Mortified, he turns away in shame.

Liam freezes, breath catching sharply, eyes widening in stunned disbelief. For a heartbeat, he looks completely exposed--hurt, confused, humiliated. Yet that sting melts quickly into tenderness when he sees Tyler turn away, blushing in mortified shame.

Gently but firmly, Liam places a hand on Tyler's shoulder, turning him slowly back around until their eyes meet. His expression is soft, vulnerable, and achingly understanding.

"Hey..." Liam murmurs gently, thumb softly stroking Tyler's shoulder blade. He ducks slightly, forcing Tyler to meet his earnest gaze. "It's okay, Ty. I--I don't mind if you think about him."

He pauses, voice dropping lower, barely a whisper, and adds softly, "Maybe... maybe you don't have to choose."

Tyler smacks Liam weakly, laughing. "I'm not some swinger, Li... I'd never have two boyfriends. And.... and I'm really sorry I said lightning lad..." I hesitate. "You must think I'm terrible..."

Liam chuckles softly, eyes sparkling warmly, relieved by Tyler's nervous laughter. He gently takes Tyler's hands in his own, squeezing them reassuringly, thumbs softly stroking along Tyler's wrists.

"Ty, I could never think you're terrible," he says, voice tender and deeply affectionate, the blush on his cheeks returning, but gentler this time. "I think it's actually pretty adorable." Liam smiles shyly, ducking his head a bit. "And I like you way too much to let something like that come between us."

He pauses, taking a breath, heart thumping loudly. "Besides," he murmurs softly, playfully nudging Tyler's shoulder, "maybe I'm just gonna have to find a way to convince you I'm just as irresistible as Lightning Lad, hm?"

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Scene 5

"Mmm... No way. You're so dorky, he's so cool." Tyler kisses Liam teasingly. "Your head's getting too big again."

Liam grins, eyes brightening mischievously even as he blushes softly beneath Tyler's teasing kiss. He wraps his strong arms tighter around Tyler's waist, pulling him close with playful insistence.

"Oh, is that right?" Liam murmurs, voice rich with laughter and warmth. He leans down, lips brushing teasingly over Tyler's ear, breath hot and tingling. "Maybe this 'dork' will have to prove you wrong."

He gently squeezes Tyler's hips, pressing their bodies intimately together, letting Tyler feel every inch of his powerful frame. Then, with mock seriousness, Liam whispers, lips curling into a grin against Tyler's skin, "But careful--you keep teasing me like that, and I might have to punish you for your insolence."

Tyler laughs. "Well, this is probably a bad time to tell you, but... I bought a Lightning Lad costume for you as a gag... I bet you'd look cute wearing it though...."

Liam's eyes widen dramatically, a blush flooding instantly over his cheeks and down his neck. He groans in embarrassed protest, hiding his face momentarily in Tyler's shoulder, yet he can't suppress the way his pulse quickens at the suggestion. His strong hands grip Tyler's waist tighter, betraying his excitement beneath the playful embarrassment.

"You didn't..." Liam mutters weakly, though his voice is husky, betraying how much he secretly likes the idea. He lifts his head again, gazing sheepishly but earnestly into Tyler's mischievous eyes. "You're impossible."

He leans in closer, voice dropping low, teasing, and surprisingly intimate. "But... maybe if you ask nicely, I'll let you see how good I look as Lightning Lad."

Tyler bats his lashes. "Pleeeease?"

Liam exhales a soft, shaky breath, clearly melting under Tyler's sweet pleading. He tries (and utterly fails) to maintain a façade of reluctant embarrassment, eyes rolling fondly even as a shy smile blooms across his face.

"Ugh... you're such a brat," Liam whispers, voice husky, teasingly affectionate. With gentle fingers, he tilts Tyler's chin up, leaning in to brush their noses together tenderly. "Fine. For you, I'll wear anything..."

His voice drops even lower, murmuring playfully against Tyler's lips, "But don't laugh too much when you see me dressed up. I'm sensitive, you know."

Liam presses one more slow, lingering kiss to Tyler's lips before stepping back, heart racing, cheeks pink, eyes dancing with anticipation. "Go get it then, troublemaker. Let's see how much of a dork I really am."

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Scene 6

Quickly Tyler gets up, scampering into his room, and brings out a costume. When Liam tries to put it on, he finds out it's two sizes too small.

Liam laughs, half amused, half mortified, as he struggles to pull the tight fabric over his broad shoulders and thick biceps. His muscles strain against the stretchy material, the bright fabric clinging desperately to every contour of his muscular chest, accentuating every ridge and ripple.

"Tyler--this thing is tiny!" he protests weakly, though his embarrassed grin is giving away how flustered and amused he is. The tight fabric squeezes around his thighs, highlighting their strength as he squirms and flexes, cheeks turning crimson. "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Finally, standing awkwardly in the skin-tight, undersized Lightning Lad costume, Liam sheepishly meets Tyler's eyes, voice dropping into a bashful murmur, "Well, go ahead--laugh it up, you jerk. I know you want to."

But Tyler stares at him with parted lips, breathing heavily.

"Liam... you look... really sexy..."

Liam's embarrassed smile instantly shifts into something softer, more vulnerable. His breath catches, heart thumping fast beneath the ridiculously tight suit as he watches Tyler stare openly at him, admiration and desire shining in his eyes. Liam's muscles flex involuntarily, strong thighs shifting anxiously under Tyler's hungry gaze.

"You... really think so?" Liam murmurs shyly, voice husky, thickened by the wave of warmth spreading low in his stomach. He steps closer, feeling equal parts self-conscious and irresistible, chest rising and falling quickly beneath the stretched fabric.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, Liam takes Tyler's hands, placing them gently against his chest, letting Tyler feel every ripple of muscle beneath the too-tight costume.

"Guess maybe it fits better than I thought," Liam whispers playfully, though his eyes are soft, sincere, full of tender vulnerability. "As long as you're enjoying it, that's all I care about."

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Scene 7

Wide-eyed, Tyler wastes no time setting his fingers to work. Liam shivers visibly beneath Tyler's exploring fingers, his eyes fluttering shut as a breathy gasp slips from his parted lips. The too-tight fabric intensifies every sensation, and the moment Tyler gently tweaks his sensitive nipples, Liam's strong frame jerks forward with an involuntary moan, hips pressing softly against Tyler's body.

"Fuck, Tyler..." Liam breathes helplessly, trembling beneath Tyler's careful touch. His breathing grows shallow, uneven, as Tyler's hands glide slowly down his broad back, tracing every defined muscle and ridge. Liam arches instinctively, surrendering to the intimate exploration with a quiet, needy groan.

His strong arms wrap possessively around Tyler's waist, pulling their bodies flush together, hips grinding softly, revealing how quickly he's become achingly aroused beneath the tight fabric. Panting softly, eyes darkened with desire, Liam murmurs hoarsely against Tyler's neck, "God, Ty, you're gonna drive me crazy... Don't stop."

"Mmm..." Tyler mumbles into him, voice hazy. "You know it's funny Li... you have a really big scar on your back... I could swear it's the same one that Lightning Lad got from Doombringer...

Liam tenses, body stiffening for a split second beneath Tyler's fingertips. His breath catches, heart hammering anxiously, but the seductive intimacy of Tyler's hands softly roaming his body soon melts his tension back into pliant warmth. He shivers, pressing closer despite himself, voice emerging as a low, playful whisper, tainted with a nervous edge.

"Funny coincidence, huh?" Liam murmurs against Tyler's skin, carefully avoiding direct confirmation, but unable to hide the excited tremble in his voice. "Maybe we have more in common than you thought..."

He gently nuzzles Tyler's neck, lips leaving a trail of tender, heated kisses along his jaw, distracting him softly from that dangerous realization. His strong arms tighten around Tyler, pulling their bodies even closer together, muscles flexing as he murmurs quietly, almost desperately.

"Let's not talk about Lightning Lad right now. I just want it to be us."

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Scene 8

"Okay", Tyler sighs happily. "How'd you get that scar, Li? It seems... really big..."

Liam exhales softly, nuzzling gently against Tyler's hair as he tries to gather himself, pulse thrumming with quiet anxiety. He knows he has to tread carefully--but he's melting under Tyler's gentle exploration, his defenses slipping away with each tender touch.

"It was just... an accident," Liam murmurs evasively, voice soft, almost shy. His muscular frame shivers involuntarily, betraying a deeper vulnerability as Tyler's fingertips continue to trace slowly, tenderly along the scar. "I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Just got caught by something sharp."

Liam pulls back slightly, meeting Tyler's questioning gaze with gentle, pleading eyes. His strong hands squeeze Tyler's waist softly, drawing comfort from their closeness. "Does it... does it bother you?" he asks quietly, vulnerability raw and earnest in his voice, clearly worried Tyler might find him less attractive now.

"Of course not", Tyler says, eyes shining. "I just... It must have hurt a lot..." He shudders. "Lightning Lad got his scar from a massive battle axe... I can't imagine what happened to you..."

Liam swallows nervously, chest tightening beneath the painfully snug costume as Tyler continues tracing his fingers along the sensitive scar. He can feel the intimacy of the touch stirring desire deep inside him, blending dangerously with a lingering anxiety.

"Yeah, it did hurt. A lot." Liam whispers softly, voice thickening with genuine emotion. He shivers slightly, pressing even closer, as though seeking solace in Tyler's gentle embrace. "Sometimes it still does."

He hesitates, biting his lower lip, torn between truth and the sweet lie he's been holding onto for too long. Carefully, almost tenderly, Liam cups Tyler's chin, tilting his face up gently, eyes meeting with a quiet intensity.

"But having you here, touching me like this... it makes it feel better." His lips brush softly, tenderly against Tyler's, breathing the words more than speaking them.

"You always make me feel better, Ty."

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Scene 9

"Oh Li..." Tyler sighs, fingers sliding down Liam's sides to feel his buttocks. Liam moans a little, arching into his grasp. A couple fingers trace the embossed waistband of Liam's underwear, sticking cutely out from his suit...

"Hey... are these Lightning Lad briefs you're wearing? I'm sure I didn't buy those..."

Liam freezes again, eyes widening, his entire face burning bright crimson as Tyler's fingers trace down to explore the snug briefs beneath the too-tight costume. His muscular body trembles, embarrassment mixing dangerously with rising desire. He squirms slightly under Tyler's intimate touch, clearly flustered yet helplessly excited.

"Um--" Liam stammers, voice barely audible, thick with mortification. "I, uh... they were just... funny... I thought you'd get a laugh out of it--"

His voice trails off weakly, breath hitching as Tyler's hand gently squeezes the firm curve of his ass. Liam moans softly, embarrassment forgotten for a brief, blissful second.

"God, Tyler..." he whispers huskily, surrendering to the teasing, helplessly needy. "You're really not gonna let me live this down, are you?"

Tyler chuckles. "You're such a dork. You hate on Lightning Lad all day and it turns out you wear his briefs". He giggles once. "You're lucky you're so cute."

Liam groans dramatically, hiding his flaming face in Tyler's neck as a fresh wave of embarrassment washes over him. Yet despite his exaggerated protests, his body betrays him: his hips subtly pressing forward, seeking more of Tyler's teasing touches, strong arms tightening possessively around Tyler's waist.

"Shut up, Ty," Liam mumbles weakly, voice muffled but affectionate. "It's not like I planned on you seeing them, alright? You're not allowed to tease me about this forever."

He lifts his face, eyes playful yet vulnerable, lips brushing softly against Tyler's ear as he whispers, "Besides, maybe I only wear them because I know you secretly love it, you little brat."

"Mmmm...."

Tyler kisses him again, deeply.

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Scene 10

Liam sighs into the kiss, his embarrassment melting into quiet, sweet surrender. His powerful body softens instantly under Tyler's gentle touch, strong hands sliding lovingly up Tyler's back, holding him close. He deepens the kiss tenderly, lips moving slow and sensuous, teasingly brushing his tongue against Tyler's, tasting and savoring every intimate moment.

When they finally part, Liam rests his forehead gently against Tyler's, eyes closed, breathing softly and unevenly.

"You're way too good at getting me all worked up, you know," he murmurs affectionately, voice husky and warm. "I'm completely helpless around you, Ty..."

As Liam's mouth meets his, Tyler feels a jolt of electricity pass between them. Flinching, he recoils, gasping sharply. "Li? What was that?"

Liam's eyes snap open, wide with sudden panic, his strong body immediately stiffening, breath coming fast and shallow. For a moment, his gaze flickers anxiously over Tyler's startled expression, uncertainty and fear creeping into his own.

"I--I'm sorry," Liam stammers quickly, voice unsteady and breathless. "That... uh... sometimes it happens when I get... excited." His cheeks flame even brighter, embarrassment mixed with obvious nervousness.

His powerful hands tremble slightly as he cups Tyler's face, soothingly brushing thumbs along Tyler's jawline, his voice softening with gentle reassurance. "Did I hurt you? I swear, I didn't mean to..."

Yet even as Liam tries to calm Tyler's shock, there's a faint undercurrent in his tone--an unspoken confession lingering just beneath the surface, as if hoping Tyler might piece the truth together for himself.

Tyler traces the part of his mouth where Liam's lips made contact, a look of wonder in his eyes. "It doesn't hurt...." he says breathlessly.

"But how did you..."

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Scene 11

Liam takes a slow, nervous breath, pulse racing visibly at his throat. He meets Tyler's questioning gaze with tender vulnerability, lips parted softly in hesitation. His voice emerges quietly, raw and trembling with emotion.

"Ty... there's something I should probably tell you," Liam whispers softly, strong fingers gently brushing Tyler's cheek, tracing the spot his electricity touched. His breath quickens, his eyes searching Tyler's anxiously for acceptance, for reassurance.

He pauses, swallowing hard, before finally murmuring, voice barely audible but filled with aching honesty, "That scar... those briefs... and that shock just now..." Liam hesitates once more, heart pounding painfully in his chest. "They're connected. I--I'm Lightning Lad, Tyler."

For a moment Tyler doesn't react. Then his eyes go impossibly wide. Speechless, his face turns bright scarlet as he remembers all the times...

"You... You're not kidding?" he stammers. "You're not pranking me, are you Li?"

Liam gently takes Tyler's trembling hands, guiding them back to his muscular chest, directly over his rapidly beating heart. His expression is tender and intensely earnest, vulnerability radiating from every inch of him as he shakes his head slowly, eyes locked onto Tyler's.

"I'm not kidding, Ty," Liam whispers softly, voice husky with emotion. "It's me. I swear."

He blushes deeply, lowering his gaze shyly for a brief second, embarrassment and affection tangled in the way his lips curve into a nervous, hopeful smile.

"Are you... are you mad?" he asks gently, almost pleadingly. "I didn't want to hide from you, not anymore. Not after all this..." His voice trails off anxiously, waiting breathlessly for Tyler's response.

"I..." Tyler struggles. "I guess... I'm a little mad. We've lived together for years.... all this time, I never knew..." He sighs. "But... I'm really glad you told me."

Liam exhales softly, shoulders relaxing with relief, the tension visibly leaving his strong body. He cups Tyler's cheek again, gently tilting his face upward until their eyes meet. Liam's gaze is tender, warm, full of genuine regret and affection.

"I'm so sorry I kept it from you," Liam whispers earnestly, thumb brushing gently over Tyler's flushed cheek. "You deserved better than that." His voice trembles faintly with emotion. "I was just... afraid of losing this. Losing you."

Leaning closer, he softly rests his forehead against Tyler's, breathing deep, comforted by their closeness. "I'm really glad I told you, too," Liam murmurs gently. "No more secrets, okay?"

"Okay." His voice is soft. "Mmm...."

"Do the sparky thing again, Li.... it feels really good...."

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Scene 12

Liam's breath catches, eyes darkening with surprise and delight at Tyler's request. A soft, shy smile curves his lips as he gently leans in again, brushing a feather-light kiss against Tyler's jaw, deliberately teasing, his warm breath ghosting across sensitive skin.

"Anything for you, Ty," Liam whispers huskily.

With gentle precision, Liam presses another slow, tender kiss against Tyler's skin, allowing a tiny spark of electricity to flow--just enough to make Tyler shiver pleasantly, nerves tingling deliciously beneath his touch. Liam carefully modulates the charge, holding Tyler close, chest heaving with emotion and excitement as he softly whispers between kisses:

"Tell me how it feels... Let me know if you want more."

"Aah..! it feels amazing..." Tyler sighs. "Mo-ore..."

Liam smiles softly against Tyler's skin, heart pounding harder at his eager response. His muscular frame presses intimately closer, one strong hand sliding to cradle the back of Tyler's neck, fingers threading gently into his hair.

Liam kisses Tyler again--slowly, deeply--this time letting a slightly stronger current flow gently between their connected lips. It pulses softly, rhythmically, resonating through Tyler's body with warm, tingling intensity, flooding every nerve with euphoric pleasure.

Liam gasps softly, trembling at the sensuality of the sensation, murmuring breathlessly into Tyler's mouth, "You feel incredible, Ty... God, you taste so good..." His hips press closer, grinding instinctively against Tyler's body, surrendering fully to their intimate, electric embrace.

Tyler gasps against his lips, feeling the electricity shoot straight to his pleasure centers. "Fuck, Li..." he breathes raggedly. "More... I wanna feel your sparky hands...."

Liam shudders, groaning softly into Tyler's mouth, deeply turned on by the raw need in Tyler's voice. His muscular body shifts instinctively, hips pressed tight, fully aroused beneath the suffocatingly tight costume.

Slowly, Liam trails his powerful hands down Tyler's sides, fingertips charged lightly, dancing electricity pulsing against bare skin. He slides under Tyler's shirt, gently cupping his waist, spreading warm, teasing currents that radiate deeply, awakening Tyler's nerves to electrifying sensitivity.

"God, Tyler," Liam breathes huskily, voice thick with desire, as he lets the sparks intensify just enough to send delicious shivers cascading down Tyler's spine. "I can't get enough of how you react to me..."

His electrified fingers trace higher, deliberately brushing sensitive spots, skillfully mapping Tyler's body with careful, intimate precision, each caress designed to ignite pleasure even deeper.

"Aaaggh... I... I'm melting..." Tyler moans sensually.

"Liam... take me... with your sparky cock...."

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Scene 13

Liam shudders hard, breath hitching as Tyler's pleading voice floods through him, eroding any last trace of restraint. His eyes darken with lust, deep blue shimmering as his strong hands quickly peel away the suffocatingly tight Lightning Lad costume, revealing his powerful, naked body beneath--every muscle tense with raw anticipation.

Panting heavily, Liam's electrified fingertips dance teasingly over Tyler's trembling body as he lifts him effortlessly, positioning them both intimately. A gentle, electric pulse emanates from Liam's hips, trailing along his length, making him gasp softly at the sensation.

"Fuck, Tyler... you feel so perfect..." Liam whispers huskily, aligning himself carefully, slowly pressing his sparking cock deep inside Tyler, letting tiny jolts of electricity ripple deliciously through their joined bodies with every inch he enters. He moans loudly, nearly overwhelmed by pleasure, hips beginning to move with slow, sensual thrusts, sending cascading waves of electrifying bliss through Tyler's most sensitive nerves.

"God... I love being inside you like this..." Liam groans, voice trembling as their rhythm intensifies, electricity pulsing through every movement, binding them intimately together.

"Eeep!" Tyler yelps a little, as the electricity hits his pucker. He spasms weakly, enjoying the delicious tremor. "Fuck, that's so good.... keep going..."

Liam moans deeply, voice raw and desperate, completely overwhelmed by Tyler's blissful reaction. He grips Tyler's hips firmly, holding him steady, his strong muscles flexing rhythmically with each deliberate, sparking thrust. He carefully modulates the electricity, letting each pulse grow stronger, rippling through Tyler's tight, sensitive entrance, igniting intense waves of pleasure through every nerve.

"God, Tyler... hearing you moan like that..." Liam pants breathlessly, burying his face against Tyler's neck as his hips drive forward in smooth, electrifying strokes. "You're incredible... so perfect, taking me like this..."

With trembling intensity, Liam gently angles his thrusts, hitting precisely the spot that makes Tyler shudder and writhe beneath him, the pulsing electricity teasing mercilessly, enhancing every overwhelming sensation. His voice drops into a heated whisper, murmured hotly against Tyler's skin:

"Tell me again how good it feels... I wanna hear it..."

Tyler's body quivers helplessly beneath Liam's powerful, electric rhythm, pleasure building relentlessly, overwhelming every nerve, every thought. He clutches desperately at Liam's muscular shoulders, moaning loudly, his voice trembling and needy. "Liam--fuck! You feel... so fucking good! Please--"

Liam gasps sharply at Tyler's pleading, hips thrusting deeper, the pulses of electricity intensifying as their pace quickens. He's losing himself completely, giving in fully to the raw, heated passion between them. His strong arms hold Tyler close, each thrust precise, possessive, electrifying their shared climax closer.

"Ty--I can't--God, I'm gonna--!" Liam's voice breaks, muscles tightening, sweat glistening across his chest. He thrusts once, twice, hard and deep, sending an intense surge of electricity through Tyler's body, overwhelming him, flooding every nerve with blinding ecstasy.

Tyler cries out, arching violently beneath Liam, his body shaking uncontrollably as pleasure explodes through him. Liam groans loudly, burying himself to the hilt as he comes, releasing deep inside Tyler, each pulse of his orgasm accompanied by a burst of gentle electricity, prolonging their shared, exquisite release.

Breathless, trembling, Liam carefully collapses, wrapping Tyler protectively in his arms, holding him close as their heartbeats gradually slow. Soft kisses pepper Tyler's face, tender and loving, as Liam whispers affectionately into his ear:

"You're incredible, Ty... You're everything..."

"Li.... I feel... sparked out... deep fried... slow roasted... from the inside...."

Liam laughs breathlessly, chest still rising and falling rapidly, muscles gently trembling from exertion and lingering sparks of electricity. He holds Tyler tenderly, softly nuzzling his cheek, his strong arms wrapped snugly around Tyler's relaxed, satisfied body.

"Mm, you're welcome," Liam teases gently, brushing soft kisses across Tyler's jawline. His voice is warm, affectionate, and deeply amused. "I didn't realize I was gonna cook you from the inside out--but you definitely seemed to enjoy it."

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Scene 14

He gently smooths Tyler's hair, smiling down at him lovingly, voice dropping softer, sincere. "Need me to recharge you? Or should I just cuddle you until you're feeling less crispy?"

"Mmm.... use your sparky mouth... finish me off..."

Liam smiles softly, eyes glinting playfully, thrilled by Tyler's request. Without a word, he gently shifts downward, trailing slow, electrified kisses across Tyler's chest and stomach, sending fresh sparks dancing beneath his skin, each kiss delicate yet powerful, teasing him relentlessly.

He settles comfortably between Tyler's trembling thighs, his breath hot against sensitive flesh as he gently parts his lips, tongue darting out carefully to taste and tease, each slow, deliberate stroke accompanied by gentle pulses of electricity that ignite Tyler's nerves, sending ecstatic jolts rippling through his body.

"Mmm... Tyler, you taste amazing," Liam whispers huskily, mouth closing firmly around Tyler's length, tongue swirling expertly as he carefully intensifies the sparking sensations. Every slide of his warm, electrified mouth drives Tyler closer and closer to the edge.

With skillful precision, Liam gradually increases the electricity, teasing Tyler just enough to keep him quivering helplessly, savoring every delicious moan, every desperate gasp. Finally, feeling Tyler's muscles tensing sharply beneath his fingertips, Liam hums softly, sending a final surge of electrifying pleasure cascading through Tyler's body, pushing him powerfully over the edge.

As Tyler spasms beneath him, crying out in blissful surrender, Liam tenderly guides him through every wave of pleasure, lips and tongue gentle and soothing, slowly easing him down until Tyler is left utterly spent, softly trembling beneath Liam's affectionate kisses.

Smiling warmly, Liam moves back up, cradling Tyler protectively against his chest, whispering sweetly, "Feeling fully cooked now, babe?"

"Ahhh... I think... I have a fetish now..." Tyler jokes weakly. "I'm... a puddle..."

Liam laughs softly, affectionately brushing his fingers through Tyler's hair, eyes bright with amused tenderness. He presses a lingering kiss against Tyler's temple, murmuring playfully, "Good. Means I did my job right."

He pulls Tyler closer, wrapping him snugly in his strong arms, radiating gentle warmth and comfort. Liam nuzzles softly against Tyler's ear, his voice dropping to a teasing whisper. "Guess I better take responsibility then, huh? Gotta keep my adorable puddle safe and happy..."

He smiles warmly, squeezing Tyler gently, savoring the intimate closeness of their embrace. "And don't worry--I promise plenty more shocking experiences whenever you want."

"Okay Li..." Tyler says drowsily... "Whatever you want... hahaa..."

Liam smiles warmly, pulling Tyler closer, softly tracing gentle circles along his back. He presses tender kisses into Tyler's hair, voice rich with affection and quiet devotion.

"Mmm, careful saying that, babe," Liam whispers teasingly. "I might hold you to it..."

He gently shifts them both into a comfortable position, cradling Tyler protectively, feeling his sleepy breathing gradually slow. Softly, lovingly, Liam murmurs, "Rest now, my cute little puddle. I've got you."

Warm and content, Liam holds Tyler tightly, savoring every precious moment of their shared intimacy, feeling deeply satisfied and utterly smitten.

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Scene 15

The next morning, Liam, already awake but pretending otherwise, smiles softly against Tyler's hair, holding back a playful chuckle. He waits patiently until Tyler's breathing evens out again, signaling relaxation, before gently delivering a tiny, teasing spark against Tyler's bare shoulder.

Tyler jolts awake again, laughing and groaning at once, squirming lazily against Liam's chest.

"Mmmph... Li, you menace," Tyler murmurs affectionately, turning over to face his smugly grinning boyfriend.

"Morning, sparky," Liam whispers mischievously, stealing a quick kiss. "Sleep well?"

Tyler blushes softly, eyes sparkling warmly. "Incredible. But now I'll be craving your sparks forever. You've ruined me."

Liam chuckles softly, pulling Tyler tighter against his chest, holding him close. "Good. You're officially my adorable lightning addict now."

Laughing sleepily, Tyler kisses Liam gently, sighing contentedly. Wrapped together beneath the sheets, their hearts beating slowly, gently aligned, Tyler feels an overwhelming warmth bloom inside his chest--one he knows isn't electricity.

"I love you, Liam," he whispers softly.

Liam nuzzles affectionately against Tyler's neck, voice thick with tender sincerity.

"I love you too, Tyler. Always."