Reverse Jake: > Pounce boyfriend.

[fightingcargos]

[You never thought you would be the kind of fella who would stand idly by while someone beat the crap out of your heart's darling. Turns out, you're not! You're the kind of fella who beats the crap out of said darling himself.]

[You leap into Dirk's personal space, guns ablaze, and attempt to make up for his superior speed with your superior firepower.]

Take THAT you studmuffin!!

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[sickheartbeats]

And I suppose the fact that you're capable of speech and remaining upright is to be chalked up to the amount of preparation you took for the real thing.

[fightingcargos]

[You smack him on the shoulder with an open hand. What a jerk!!]

You were the one who told impressionable young me youd spend hours in steamy water alone.
Its YOUR fault.

[sickheartbeats]

[Your smile grows a little toothy as you hum a sound of definite approval at his hit.]

I will not apologize for giving you awkward teen boners.

[fightingcargos]

Jesus!!
It is so unfair that you didnt have this. It is seriously the worst.

[sickheartbeats]

I know.

[In all honesty, you feel inclined to agree because of REASONS.]

Hey.
Want to know how the first time I masturbated went down?
I didn't last two minutes.

[fightingcargos]

[...That does make you feel weirdly better. You try not to look relieved.]

Well.
Probably a similar number for mine really.

[sickheartbeats]

And I sure as hell wasn't thirteen.
That was a couple of months ago, Jake.

[fightingcargos]

Yeah... i figured.
But um.
What were you thinking about?

[sickheartbeats]

Honestly?
I was thinking about how much it could pay off to get a clue about myself before subjecting you to that.

[fightingcargos]

Hahaha.
Im still pretty shocked you know.
You never go into anything without research do you?

[sickheartbeats]

If I can avoid it.
Sometimes even I'm not above spontaneity.

[You spontaneously run your fingers along the top of the cleft of his ass.]

[fightingcargos]

[Your hips twitch. You didn't exactly forget what you two are doing, here, but thinking about Dirk masturbating has a way of derailing your train of thought. Your voice is still soft, and bordering on breathless.]

Right.
I can tell.

[sickheartbeats]

Hmm.

[You stroke the surprisingly tender skin with the tips of your fingers, superficially at first, not quite dipping between his cheeks.]

How did you picture this panning out?

[fightingcargos]

Id be facing the wall probably.
Otherwise things are bound to get difficult.

[sickheartbeats]

Possibly.
That doesn't sound like a bad idea to me.

[You make no move to stop nipping and sucking pale markss across his collarbone, and start rocking him shallowly into the wall.]

[fightingcargos]

Mm.
Fuck that feels good...

[sickheartbeats]

[He looks completely perfect like that. You almost begin to feel displeased with the idea of turning his open book of a face towards the wall, but you can always stay close behind. It is probably even required of you.

The more technical part of your head points out that you should be able to get a good angle like that, and his enjoyment is your priority.]

It's a good thing we've blown off some steam before.

[fightingcargos]

Haha.
Im still not over the fact that this is real. And that was real and happened.

[sickheartbeats]

It's about to get even realer.
You better get used to the idea.

[Your mouth curves in a way that's almost as promising as the way your fingers dip and extend.]

[fightingcargos]

Jake: > Squirm.

Fucking hell.

[sickheartbeats]

[Focusing on the feel of damp, even hotter skin under your fingers, you cease the playful biting for a moment to rest your chin on his shoulder. You don't have to stretch your arms much at all to reach all the way around him, gently rubbing behind his balls before your hands slide back up.]

[fightingcargos]

[You have no idea how to be cool about this. You are not put-together enough to make Dirk touching your ass look sexy. All you can do is cant into his hand and bite your lower lip. You had no idea you still had this much adrenaline left.]

[sickheartbeats]

[You're not so much TRYING TO TEASE as you are genuinely eager to explore, in your own hunger for the academics, because your fixation on his bubble butt is mostly of investigative nature. Mostly.

For science, you part his cheeks and run your fingers down across him without any more pressure than their own weight, just hoping to spark the nerves they touch.]

[fightingcargos]

[Your back arches and you make a noise that is both healthy surprise and hilarious arousal. Dirk really doesn't have to do much to drive you to this point, apparently.]

Nn...

[sickheartbeats]

[As you make an active effort at not being an asshole and hold back your chuckle, it dawns on you that you can't see this ever getting old. The subject matter may be untouched territory, but he's still being very much himself. You let your fingers circle and go back to inching kiss after kiss up the side of his neck.]