Dave "Obsidian" Blake's Apartment

"Hmm not exactly, more like just roleplaying, but we could make it a match. Who would come out on top, the super soldier or the super speedy?" Jean replied, tapping his chin thoughtfully. He had intended more of a roleplay thing, like maybe acting something out from the movies, but a match was also always welcome. He wasn't sure how the shield was going to come into play though, unless they used it as a weapon. Jean wasn't sure what metal it was made of either, but it definitely looked like it would do damage on par with or above the folding steel chairs. They'd have to be careful not to cause any real injuries with it.

"We could do some roleplay with them." Dave replied with a smile, when he noticed Jean looking at the shield wearily.

"Oh we won't be using the shield. This thing is too dangerous for that. Besides, I don't want to mess up that handsome face." he said with a sly smirk, picking up the Captain America costume and looking it over with a smile, tempted to put it on.

"Oh, you mean more than you already have?" Jean pouted, and pretended to be more upset than he was. He didn't fault David for the bruises, it was all fair according to match rules and he did what he thought he had to. "Kidding" Jean grinned, giving David a kiss on the cheek as he passed him and exited the closet. Back in the bedroom, Jean started to clean up for his boyfriend by making the bed and smoothing out the sheets. When he was done he stretched his arms and placed his hands on his hips. Now that there was light in the room and no distractions, he finally had a chance to look at David's room.

Dave chuckled, "Hey you told me not to go easy on you."

He let Jean pass him and he hung up the Captain America suit, setting the shield down against the wall before shutting it. He turned to see Jean looking around his room.

"Finally getting a good look huh?" he asked

"Yeah, I was kinda distracted the first time I came in here" Jean laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. Images of the previous evening rushed through his mind, oh how he wouldn't mind reenacting them again some time. Checking his phone for the time, it was almost noon, and Jean had been here almost 18 hours now.

"I prolly ought to get going, don't wanna overstay my welcome."

Dave laughed, before grabbing Jean by the shirt and kissing him deeply. After a few moments, he pulled away, his face dusted with a light blush.

"You are always welcome here Jean," he whispered then smiled mischievously, "How about next time you come over, you can top?"

He gave a chuckle before hugging his boyfriend tightly. "Feel free to come over anytime. I'll see what I can do about finding the materials for the suit."

Jean crossed his arms behind David's neck as they kissed, making it slow and savoring each moment. When they parted Jean grinned, cheeks slightly flushed due to lack of air. "Sounds like a plan" he said breathlessly. Topping David was certainly something that had crossed his mind since their impromptu match that started the relationship, and now it looked like he might get his chance.

"Aye aye, Cap!" Jean grinned, giving David's butt a quick squeeze. As he opened the door to leave, he gave a mock salute and a wink, and then disappeared out into the city.

Dave blushed harder as he felt Jean give his ass a squeeze, but he laughed and waved as Jean left out the door. Dave's mind felt like it was in the clouds, with the events of the previous night rushing back to him. Dave smiled a dopey grin as he lay on the bed where he and Jean had sex for the first time as a couple. Judging from the looks they gave one another, it wouldn't be the last.

AFTER THE COSPLAY MATCH

Dave fished the key out of his pocket, his body still sore from his loss at Jean's hands, but he knew that in that case the better man won. Opening the door, he gestured for Jean to go in first.

"After you." he said

Jean looked at the door to David's apartment with slight nostalgia. There was such a heavy negative emotion associated with it that he wasted no time entering the apartment once invited. He slid his bag to the floor and kicked off his shoes, but unlike last time, he felt a little awkward being here after what had happened.

"Sooooo....." Jean began, trying to break the tension and the ice. "I still have those con tickets if you want to go?"