Flash Fire by T.J. Klune
Fic: A Pleasure to Burn
Author: PyroStormIsBae
Chapter 36 of?
137,467 words
Pairing: Pyro Storm/Original Male Character
Rated: R (Rating is finally going up!)
Tags: True Love, Pining, Gentle Pyro Storm, Happy Ending, First Kiss, More Than First Kiss, Fluffy Like a Cloud, So Much Violence, Evil Shadow Star, Bakery AU, Private Investigator, Anti-Rebecca Firestone, Hands Going Under Clothes, !!!, Naked Party and You’re All Invited
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Chapter 36: Burn Me Up
Author Note: Yes, finally an update! Sorry it’s taken so long. I got busy with the holidays and my amazing boyfriend, who is pretty much the best person in the entire world. And then school started up again. But I promise this won’t be abandoned. Thank you for all the comments on the last chapter! I read all of them. (Even the bad ones. Question: Why do you do that? What’s the point of leaving mean comments? Let me live, damn.) Things are heating up for our heroes—in more ways than one!—and I’m finally giving you a point of view from Pyro Storm like a bunch of you asked for! Thank you to my BF, who beta read this for me (even if he told me it wasn’t physically possible for Pyro Storm to have an eight-pack). Thanks!!!
Pyro Storm sat perched on the edge of the building, surveying the city stretched out before him. He knew its diseased heart, the curdled blood that ran through its dark veins. He loved this city, his mistress. He would do anything for it.
Almost anything.
He didn’t look back when the door to the roof opened behind him. He knew who it was.
“Pyro Storm,” a deep, sexy voice said. “There you are. I was looking for you.”
“Nash,” Pyro Storm growled seductively. When he’d stumbled into Nash Bellin’s bakery-slash-private-investigator agency months before, injured and dazed, he’d only been looking for help to stop a group of master thieves threatening their fair city. He hadn’t known then that Nash would be the biggest thief of all.
Because he’d stolen Pyro Storm’s heart.
“What are you doing up here?” Nash asked.
“Watching,” Pyro Storm said. “Waiting.” The lights from the city below him stretched out as far as he could see.
“For what?”
Pyro Storm shook his head. “You wouldn’t understand.”
“Because I’m not an Extraordinary,” Nash said bitterly.
Pyro Storm whirled around, hands curling into fists as he jumped off the ledge onto the roof. “No,” he snarled. “It has nothing to do with that. You don’t need to be an Extraordinary. You’re already a world-famous baker-slash–private investigator. You do enough, Nash.”
Nash looked away, throat working. “Then why won’t you talk to me? I tell you how I feel about you, that I lo—”
“Don’t,” Pyro Storm whispered hoarsely. He didn’t deserve to hear such sweet words. Ever since he was a child, born in fire, he’d been a loner. To form relationships meant to make targets of those he cared about. It had happened before. Once, he’d let someone in to see the person behind the mask. It had ended in tragedy. The first man he’d ever loved, Jacoby Middleton, had been taken too soon by the machinations of evil.
As always, Nash knew what he was thinking. “This is about Jacoby, isn’t it?”
Pyro Storm turned back toward the edge of the roof. He stared stoically into nothing. Don’t let him see you hurting, he thought. Don’t let him see how much you care.
“I’m not him,” Nash said. He sounded as if he’d moved closer. “I’m sorry you lost him when he turned out to be the villain called Smasher Man, who smashed everything in sight, including orphans on field trips. You had no way of knowing.”
“I was blinded by my feelings,” Pyro Storm said roughly. “I can’t let it happen again.” He shuddered when Nash’s hand fell on his costumed shoulder.
“I’m not evil,” Nash whispered, and Pyro Storm had to force himself not to ravage him right then and there. “I won’t turn out to be a super villain. All I want to do is bake scones, solve crimes, and—and love you.”
There it was, out in the open, with no way to take it back.
Pyro Storm was strong and brave and kind and very attractive. But even he couldn’t stand against true love. It was too big a foe. He’d already lost.
He turned and stared into Nash’s bright, beautiful eyes.
“Nash,” he said, pulling him close. “This is dangerous.”
“Danger is my middle name,” Nash said, because it was true. Nash Danger Bellin. It was a family name. “I can handle you.” His hands went to Pyro Storm’s strongly muscled chest, sliding down slowly to his almost-eight-pack. “All of you.” His hands went lower. And lower. And …
Pyro Storm kissed him—he had no other choice. Nash grunted as Pyro Storm licked into his mouth. They were finally about to become one. Pyro Storm felt Nash’s many muscles in his arms and chest and marveled at how strong he was. Nash worked out a lot, and it showed.
“I want you to give it to me,” Nash panted. “Right here on the roof. You aren’t my first, but I want you to be my last. Show me how an Extraordinary does the do.”
Pyro Storm felt like he was burning up from the inside out. He stepped back from Nash. He began to strip slowly, unfastening his cape and letting it fall to the roof. He then bent over, sliding off his boots. The rest of the costume followed. He was about to take off his mask when Nash breathed, “Leave it on. I like it.”
And then he had an arm full of Nash Danger Bellin, and they rubbed their groins together hotly.
To be continued …
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Comments:
ImSoExtra(ordinaries) 13:45: IHKJREITHJ!!!! THIS IS FIRE. OMF GOD. THEY ARE GOING TO HAVE SEX ON A ROOF IN THE DARK. YES. YES. YES. PLEASE UPDATE NOW!!!!!!!
LetPyroStormSmash 14:04: I made an account just to tell you I love this story so much and to make a request! Can Pyro Storm dump Nash and get back with Smasher Man? Even though he’s mentioned in this chapter for the first time, Smasher Man is already more interesting than Nash. Love the rest! (Except for Nash.)
WTF6969 14:12: Why haven’t you mentioned the police in almost ten chapters, especially since Nash was working with them at the beginning? Please don’t tell me you’re turning into one of those social justice warriors.
TacosAreFun 14:37: Ignore WTF6969. They’re commenting on every Extraordinary fic like this.
ExtraExtra 15:17 In Chapter 17, you said Nash’s middle name was Rebel. Now it’s Danger? Also, why have you never revealed who Pyro Storm’s identity is in this fic? He’s always wearing a mask, no matter what. And now they’re going to have sex while he’s wearing a mask? That’s creepy. Unless it’s a BDSM thing? If it is, you need to update your tags so people aren’t caught off guard.
FireStoned 16:12 ANTI-REBECCA FIRESTONE IS THE MOST OFFENSIVE TAG ON THIS STUPID SITE. I AM REPORTING THIS FIC. YOU HAVE TRIGGERED ME BECAUSE I LOVE HER AND SHE IS THE BEST PERSON. HOW DARE YOU TRY AND MINIMIZE HER CONTRIBUTIONS. SHE SAVED THE CITY ALONG WITH PYRO STORM. REBECCA FIRESTONE FOR PRESIDENT. NOT EVERYTHING IS GAY!!!!!!
SoundOfJazz 16:26 Hi! I found your story! Gibby says hello and that your story is filled with lies. Please don’t write about having sex because it’ll make us very uncomfortable. I love you!
ReturnOfTheGray 17:15: PyroStormIsBae, no.