merrilywe | happy, happy fools

( maybe he heard something or maybe he just made it up in his head, but neon doesn't have time to marinate in his delusions. not when he's already wound up so tightly. god knows he wants to make it last, greedy enough to maybe even make jasper late for everything left on his schedule today. )

Fuck. I'm close.

( he closes his eyes tightly at the subtle shift in jasper's actions, catching onto his intentions real fast. ( okay, maybe there's something to what everyone's been saying about the two of them reading each other's minds. ) he won't last long, even if he's doing all he can not to thrust up into his mouth.

with a grin he parts his lips and takes him in as deep as he physically can, letting him hit the back of his throat for a second before he lowers his head to the mattress.

impishly, he reaches up with his free hand to grip jasper's ass, giving it a friendly squeeze without letting his hand wander too far. they can't get distracted. )

[ you can make him late to his own personal schedule all you want, neon, but if that, by extension, makes him late to something bren's got set up then you'll have to deal with him.

and, well, if he's going to be invited like that, who is he to say no?

jasper sinks his mouth all the way down on neon to mirror the action, the head of neon's cock bumping up against the back of his throat with no sign of any gag reflex to be found. his own hips start to roll, slowly, to fuck himself in and out of neon's mouth as he chases his own pleasure and yeah. yeah, this is good. this is really fucking good.

remind him again why they don't do this more often.

despite having worked on neon longer, jasper comes first. he doesn't have much to blame it on outside of his sheer enjoyment for blowing neon and listening to him. and also maybe kind of being in a hurry. either way, he buries himself as far as he can into neon's mouth without choking him. ]

( neon's heels dig into the mattress, taking that sign to begin very slow and shallow thrusts into jasper's mouth, shuddering when he really begins to savor being inside that wet, warm heat. it only makes neon want to make jasper's experience just as enjoyable as he loosens his jaw and welcomes him in. he's pretty damn good at giving head himself, but there are still tears lingering on his ridiculously long eyelashes, a few sliding over his temples and into his hair.

he wants to speak, wants to tell him exactly how he feels in this moment, but his mouth is thankfully very occupied. the best he can give him is an enthusiastic moan and a squeeze of his ass cheek before he slides both hands down to run his fingernails up his back.

neon is so gone, so totally lost in this, that he stops being polite about the sounds he makes ( probably because he can already hear them turn up the tv volume next door ). his muscles feel tight and he's pushed almost entirely to the edge of the cliff - just a little more, just holding out a little more until he whimpes around jasper's cock as a quick warning before he spills into his mouth.

it's faster than he wants; it's cheesy but he tends to want to savor things with him, even if they often jump from zero to sixty in the blink of an eye together. but damn if it doesn't feel amazing. he won't let himself turn into jelly just yet, not when he hasn't felt jasper finish. )

[ jasper takes it. he always takes it, unless they've decided hot and messy is what they're aiming for. it's not, today, not when jasper has to get up and get ready after this, but sometimes... kinda nice.

his own hips stutter and still, pressing down onto neon's face as he unloads himself straight down neon's throat. and that's kind of hot, too, in an absolutely depraved way. a shiver runs all the way down his spine as he groans around his mouthful, eyes fluttering closed as he enjoys absolutely everything about this moment.

when jasper pulls off of neon he flops off of him and onto the bed, panting faintly as he lays on his back and stares up at the ceiling. he can hear the tv in the next room and he lets out a sharp laugh, reaching over to lightly slap neon's thigh. ]

I think we can get them to turn it up louder. Later.

( swallowing his mouthful down, he lets his hands drop from jasper's body, lifting them over his head and lazily stretching out now that they're no longer curled around each other. he chuckles quietly at the joke. )

You want me to make those anime chick noises? Ahegao face and shit? ( without crossing his eyes, he does kind of feel like those lewds he'd seen at adult booths they'd passed by, tears staining his face and all. after letting out an exaggerated and high-pitched whimper, he finally wipes his wrist over his face and takes a deep breath. )

We don't do this often, ( neon observes with a crooked little smile over at him. not the disturbing the peace part, but the sucking dick at the same time part. )

That shit looks so goofy when people do it in real life.

[ jasper laughs and slowly rolls himself around until he's laying the other way, face to face with neon now instead of having his head down by his feet. he grins at him and leans in to give him a kiss (if they both have dick breath there can't be any complaints) and nods. ]

It was good. Be even better if we had the time to really enjoy this.

[ he reaches over and lightly runs a hand up the stretch of neon's torso, ending the trail off with a little tweak of a nipple before he grunts and sits up, just in time to hear the knock on the door.

If you guys are done in there, Bren told me to tell you to hurry the fuck up and get ready!

jasper laughs and swings his legs over the side of the bed and stands. ]

Yes, taskmaster.

I bet I could make it look hot, ( neon swears, kissing him back briefly - nothing too deep after they've both had mouthfuls of each other.

he reaches to slap jasper's ass as he pulls away to get ready, watching his body move and just ... enjoying the view. lazy, pseudo-domestic jas is probably neon's favorite version of him, though he can't complain about hot shit half-naked cosplayer jas either. reluctantly, neon pushes himself up into a seated position, his thick head of hair flattened in the back and a clear flush on his cheeks and chest. he'll quickly clean himself off before relinquishing full use of the bathroom to his roommate, but first - )

Looking forward to later, then.

( and he almost sweetly kisses his cheek before hurrying off to get ready, as if embarrassed by the whole thing.

god, he really is a fucking dumdum. at least they're well-matched in that regard. )

[ jasper grins at neon's retreating form, watching him until the door to the bathroom closes behind him. he's suddenly looking forward to later, too, even more so than he usually is. conventions have frequently hookup spots for jasper in the past, though that's stopped being a thing in recent months, so it's already been fun having that hotel thrill again.

even better, he thinks, to have neon in somewhere he hasn't before.

he moves through the room, naked, and starts pulling out the things he needs for this next round of costuming. makeup and the things he's wearing underneath get pulled out of his bag, the costume itself (already ironed) removed from the closet. he'll need to wipe off the sweat before he can start properly getting ready, but he can at least get everything in order. including the black bodypaint he'll be giving to neon to get that hole on his stomach.

and a stencil. he knows it's only a circle but it needs to be the right size. ]

( he emerges fresh as a daisy, even having brushed his teeth, hair brushed and pulled into a full ponytail because body paint is serious business. with a fresh pair of boxers on, he stands in the bathroom doorway with a dopey grin on his face as he watches jasper, nude, tend to his costume setup. )

Here.

( approaching, he hands him a warm washcloth with a tiny bit of body soap to have him smelling good. ( look, he's having fun at the con, but some people need deodorant out there. ) )

Tell me when you're ready for me to get painting, ( he adds, going for the water jug and pouring at least two glasses of water that he drinks in succession because he hadn't realized how thirsty he was. )

Thanks.

[ jasper takes the items and disappears into the bathroom briefly himself to do a quick scrub and brush his teeth (thoroughly) before he comes back out into the main room again. still naked, he tugs neon over to the desk and sits him down in the chair before he turns to grab the stencil and paint.

he fusses in the mirror for a moment, makes sure he has the stencil in just the right place and secured, before he moves back to stand in front of neon again with a nod. ]

Alright, this should be good. Start around the edges first while the edges are still flat.

[ because his stomach will probably jump (the brush tickles) ]

( well, now that they have washed up, neon takes it upon himself to kiss him first. he seems to be doing that more often, kissing without any immediate sex waiting for them. he likes kissing jas even at their messiest, but the minty freshness is a nice touch.

it's difficult, not running his hands all over jasper's body since he's got a front row seat to every muscle and every smooth inch of skin. )

Don't make me laugh, ( he warns with a half-grin, uncapping the body paint and dipping the makeup brush in it so he can start tracing around the circle. the bristles dip into each ridge of his abs and neon clearly has a history of self-restraint issues when it comes to this guy. instead of acting on impulses this time, he chews on the inside of his mouth. stubborn.

maybe they should have called one of the guys in. )

[ and sure enough his stomach does twitch (and so does his dick, thanks buddy) when neon starts to run the brush over his stomach. it's not as though jasper hasn't done this himself a dozen times by now, but it's... different, with neon doing it. there's an electricity in the air that jasper can't even pretend to not notice, not with how hot it's zapping him, and he swallows hard.

calm down, you moron. you literally just had a hell of an orgasm you're fine.

jasper focuses instead on the sound of the tv next door, trying to figure out what they're watching instead of letting himself focus on neon painting him. there's an intimacy here that he wasn't expecting and it's got him feeling...

good. weird, but good.

his eyes drop back down once he feels the outline is complete enough and he pulls the stencil away so neon can finish filling the circle in. and maybe he flexes his stomach just a little bit because he can. shut up. ]

Good work.

Do we seriously have to do this while you're butt-ass naked? ( neon complains, rolling his eyes exaggeratedly. mostly because he can't believe he has to do a second round of paint now that the stencil is out of the way and this doesn't end with the two of them back in bed or at the very least the two of them having some fun against this desk.

but still he obliges jas since he's still sitting there with the uncapped body paint and a brush at the ready.

... okay he does turn on the television in their room to some random episode of unsolved mysteries so he has something to drown out his own horny thoughts while he continues painting his friend's stomach. it's fine. )

I don't want any of the paint to get on my things. I have setting powder for it, but it needs to be on first.

[ he could have put some underwear on, maybe, but where's the fun in that?

jasper zones out a little bit as he watches the tv, one hand resting lightly on neon's shoulder to steady himself. it's thankfully nothing that intricate or hard, and it doesn't take long before he feels neon pull away from completing it. his eyes drop down and he sucks in a slow breath.

the temptation to put a hand at the back of neon's head and pull him back in is high. ]

Maybe we should've had Finn come in here and babysit us.

[ he takes a few steps back and shakes himself out before heading into the bathroom with his setting powder to check neon's handiwork. jasper's satisfied so he starts tapping on the powder before coming back out to at least put his underwear and the pants on.

being dressed takes away some of the horny.

he unlocks their door and swings open the two that separate the rooms and sticks his head into the other room to give bren a thumbs up. ]

Almost done, gimme like ten minutes. Hardest part left is the bone.

( it goes as well as it possibly can. neon's tense and keeps holding his breath ever few minutes, but his hand is steady and he only briefly has to box jas in between his arms - pointedly resting his hand on the table and nowhere near jasper's side or hip.

finally, it ends and neon has to sit back and stare at his reflection in the vanity mirror because he should be old enough to not worry about having some kind of horny outburst. but in his defense, it's jasper here and, not only that, it's naked jasper. frowning, he points at himself and shakes his head. calm down, bro.

left to his own devices again, he promptly flops back onto the bed, fully dressed and easily distracted by the cold case being described on the television. he's immersed enough to not immediately notice when bren waltzes into the room, finn trailing behind to happily pet his tighnari ears. )

You cute bastard, ( neon says accusatorily when he eventually lifts his head again. bren grins and spins around for show. )

We ready to roll out?

In a second!

[ jasper makes one last tug at the bone on his face to make sure it's secure before he comes out, slipping the jacket on as he steps out into the room. the wig is secured, his makeup is flawless thank you, and when he poses in front of the mirror just outside of the bathroom to adjust how low the pants are sitting on his hips his grin is appropriately cocky.

yeah, perfect. ]

Alright, ready.

[ he turns and looks at bren with a quiet hum, giving him a critical eye just to make sure everything on him is in place before he gives him a positive nod and thumbs up. ]

We couldn't look less like we're here together if we tried.

[ jasper laughs and moves toward his bags one more time to make sure he has his badge before he picks up his camera (not as nice or as fancy as ry's, but it does a damn fine job regardless) and its bag to hand them over to neon. ]

Let's get going.

( neon stares. unabashedly. somehow jasper wearing those pants almost feels worse than him painting jasper in the nude.

he rolls off the bed before he gets any ideas and, once he has the emergency bag of supplies, he slings his arms around finn's and yuri's shoulders. that finn ducks a little to let him is appreciated. )

Alright, hoes and Finn.

( bren's got his insta at the ready, taking charge at the front, tall enough to manage to get everyone in the video. while neon mugs in the background, he's chirping about heading back to the floor and the schedules.

even if neon would rather be having crazy hotel sex with jasper right now, he can't deny it - it's easy to get swept up in the con excitement, especially with a good group of friends. )

[ jasper casts neon a knowing grin and juts his hip out just a little more at the look, wiggling his eyebrows just a bit. he sees you.

jas slides into the front for bren's insta video like a good little worker bee, making sure to give people the rundown of his own schedule ("in case anyone gets bored of mister cute over here"). with a healthy reminder to swing by his after-hours panel he breaks off and reaches out to take a hold of neon's hand and tug him away. ]

Come on, my phone's buzzing. Friend's already set up and waiting.

[ he gives the others a wave as he hauls neon off to head outside toward the fountain.

the guy they meet up with is taller than jasper is and just as chiseled. jasper keeps casting neon little winks over the man's shoulder as they talk with the photographer about the angles they'll use to make the height difference not so. well. different.

a small crowd forms once the pictures start happening for real. they're tame enough, especially for who the two of them are. lots of faces mere inches apart, tips of swords resting against throats; at one point jasper even has the other guy pinned under his foot. and maybe, sometimes, there's an ass grab. or a knee in a precarious location. all for the cameras.

shuffling in between shots, jasper makes sure to catch neon's eye so he can cast him a wink and remind him to snap his own photos. ]

( while bren walks off with yuri and finn still petting his head, neon's more than happy to hold jasper's hand as they head in a different direction. the two of them certainly attract some attention with jasper looking the way he does and neon looking like he walked straight off the pages of a manhwa.

it doesn't attract nearly as much attention as the photoshoot does, though. but he's happy to stay out of the way for the most part, clearly eyeing jasper ( and his half-naked hip ). the process is interesting, though, with everyone working together to tell the horniest story in a somewhat sfw way. the other guy looks good but, to neon, jasper looks even better; even his giant disney princess eyes look fierce under the prop and makeup.

he rolls his eyes at the reminder ( even if he needed it ), and powers up the camera to take behind the scenes photos for jasper to use as teasers. no, he doesn't have a photographer's eye, but he does his best in focusing in on him. )

[ honestly, the shoot is a resounding success. jasper hasn't even looked at any of the unedited shots from the photographer's camera yet, but he knows they're about to look hot as hell. not that he had any doubts, but it was still a good time. they haven't been too concerned about the phone pictures being taken, either, as only the high-quality shots from this were going to be behind a paywall, anyway. he plans on posting a lot of the unedited stuff to his insta.

the last shot is a kiss. jasper has his hand wrapped around the other man's neck and is squeezing, just enough that the indents of his fingers are visible to the camera's eye. he's able to make the press of their lips look angry, somehow, his eyes open and narrowed in on the other man's (acted) stunned gaze. when he draws back it's with his teeth catching the man's bottom lip before he pulls back completely, laughing when they're fully separated and the clicks of the camera cease.

they go through the camera roll together before having a quiet conversation as the photographer walks away. jasper looks over toward neon and gives him a small smile before he looks back and shakes his head, saying no to something, and he pats the man's shoulder before heading over to neon and holding a hand out for the camera. ]

Lemme see.

( a few thoughts run through his head at this time: should he be jealous? is it weird that he isn't jealous? should he be jealous? neon's not dumb - well, oftentimes he's far from it except when it comes to jasper. the man is good at what he sells and for a second, neon gets swept up in the imagery. the sexy, weeb imagery.

still, he remembers to wander around the spot, taking photos, sometimes getting the photographer in the shot so it gives a full BTS vibe when jas inevitably publishes these on his socials.

neon is unusually quiet through the entire thing, not even bothering to throw in a snarky comment or a joke here and there. it doesn't feel appropriate, not when this is jasper's work.

he grins and opens up the gallery for him, handing the camera over. ) Hope they're good. I can take more of you solo later if you wanted.

[ jasper hums quietly as he flips through the gallery, nodding a bit at some of the shots. they're good enough, as far as he's concerned. he's not as picky about the professional quality, has no reason to be. it's not like he's bren with his pocket-photographer boyfriend.

his eyes lift at the offer and he ponders it for a moment before nodding with a grin. ]

We should definitely do some shots before the rave, then, because the makeup'll get all fucked up after that.

[ jasper has the brief, insane thought of setting the camera up while neon rides him, and he has to quickly dash that against the rocks before it can spiral out of control and become an actual suggestion. ]

We'll get the tripod set up.

[ he reaches up and toys with a little bit of neon's hair. ]

Style the hair and crop the picture just right and you'd look like Ulquiorra from behind.

( neon looks at him like he's actually gone insane, head tilted, eyebrows raised until they disappear under his hair. )

I signed up to be your booth bitch, not a participant in weeb fantasies, baby, ( he reminds him playfully with a little sideways shake of his head. he'll do pretty much whatever jas asks of him, but he will hesitate to participate here.

look. while he knows he's sexy, he can't compare to the buff and chiseled types he's seen around. it's just not the same.

neon snorts. ) You don't have a costume for me anyway.

It was just an idea. I was only gonna shoot you from behind, like whenever I convince Bren to stand in for two minutes.

[ jasper reaches up and brushes his fingers back through neon's hair with a grin, tugging a little bit at the strands. they may be fully in public, surrounded by people who very much know who he is, but that's not gonna stop him.

unless neon tells him to cut it out. that'll stop him. ]

Come on, we have time to wander around before Bren herds us along like a pack of feral kittens. You wanna go wander the dealers' room or anything?

Mm, yeah. I wanna look at that fantasy goods place again.

( neon can always tell when bren's agreed to make an appearance because he's always the most careful of any of jasper's partners. the thought makes him smirk, though he's still giving the suggestion some consideration. especially since that hair fiddle was cute, thanks. especially since the thought of helping him sounds kind of ... nice.

he grins, coyly tilting his head to the side. )

If you wanted to fuck me in this cosplay, you could've just told me, ( neon teases with a little wink. he knows that's not what jas actually meant, but he may as well make light of it for his own sake. )

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