Wow, what a terrible fate, ( neon deadpans with a wrinkling of his nose. the urge to kiss him still hasn't dissipated. for some reason, the tension between them seems thicker. maybe it's because this is all very much outside their usual haunts - his room, the couch, the hot tub, even the bathrooms of some of the clubs they frequent. all familiar.
all of this is new to neon and he feels kind of ... grateful to be pulled into this part of jasper's world.
he takes his hand again after walking around under his arm. )
You know, it's okay if you're too tired to fuck, ( neon finds himself saying as they head over. ) God knows that I want to, but I'm also cool with just ... chillin'. It's hectic here.
Had no idea. ( neon laughs. he leans in not to kiss him but to bump his forehead against his shoulder in an attempt to show him something and not mess up anything he's got on.
he doesn't protest - not that he ever would protest having sex with jas, but he's seen how crazy the schedule can get and doesn't want to be a distraction in a bad way.
before they meet up with the rest of their gang, he makes a pit stop as they head out to finally buy that renfaire-esque saddle bag he had been eyeing for the past day. the meal passes somewhat uneventfully, full of laughs and jokes and maybe a little less side-eyeing from bren since they're all in high spirits. )
[ jasper keeps their fingers tangled together as they make their way to dinner, a fun meal out. it always makes him laugh during conventions, how the places nearest by are almost always filled to the brim with people in costume. he sits shoulder to shoulder with neon, only half paying attention as yuri regales them with stories and pictures from their day, giving everything a perfectly dramatic flair.
he pops fries into neon's mouth every other bite himself, still eating a lighter fare than he usually would--but nibbling off of other plates as he goes, just so he can get a little grease.
when they make it back to the hotel room the first thing jasper does is drag neon in for a kiss-- made just a little bit awkward, because of the bone on his face, but he's doing it anyway. a happy rumble echoes through his chest as he pulls away. ]
Been driving me fucking insane not getting to do that.
( at some point, bren had gotten into a conversation with a confused elderly couple getting their dinner, cheerily explaining the convention and what he was wearing. they had asked for a photo of the three of them and neon had been more than happy to oblige.
it's just ... fun. actually wholesome fun, the kind he knows people like bren and finn enjoy the most. neon can't deny its benefits because as greedy as he has become for jasper's time, he's just as happy to spend these moments with their friends.
of course, it's a different story when they're back in the room and neon's trying to make out with jasper-with-bone-prop. he exhales hotly against his lips and flashes a wild grin. he whines, ) I've been wanting to kiss you since you finished that shoot, man. Being good is hard.
[ a pleased rumble rolls through jasper's chest and he laughs, nipping at neon's bottom lip playfully before he pulls back. ]
Proud of you.
[ he ducks his head and scrapes his teeth along neon's neck next, latching onto the skin to leave a nice bruise behind. there's a certain sadistic pleasure in doing this, right now, with the knowledge that neon can't do anything to him back. ...well he could, and jasper probably wouldn't stop him, but he'll bitch about having to spend extra time on his makeup. ]
( he slides his arms around jasper's shoulders, draping them there casually so he can steal another kiss, a little tamer this time. ) Mmm, lemme think about that and get back to you.
( says a man whose whiskered smile says he clearly knows what he wants. but he reaches down and pats jasper's ass instead. and maybe give it a little squeeze while he's there. )
Let me get some photos of you first before we do anything. ( restraint? from neon? who knew? he pulls the camera case out of the bag and begins unwrapping it while trying to tidy up one of the beds in an attempt to make it presentable. )
If you pull the curtain open a little we can still get some good sunset light.
[ jasper groans, petulant and whiny, as neon pulls away from him to get out the camera. he's right, of course, but that makes it even worse. how dare he be right.
he's half-hard as it is, which is going to be great for the pictures but terrible for him specifically. jasper moves to the window and starts fussing with the curtains, aiming for the perfect beam of light on the bed before he moves toward the mirror.
there's adjusting that needs to happen. jasper starts tugging down on the pants a bit, shifting them and the straps of his underwear down so that more of his hips are exposed, that strip of lower stomach just before anything is exposed, and he flexes a few times in search of his adonis belt before he huffs. ]
Hold on.
[ don't mind him, he's just gotta use the edge of the bed to do some quick pushups and tricep dips to bring out the definition. once he's satisfied with what he sees he heads to the made bed and sits down on the edge of it to lean back on his hands, giving the camera (read: neon) a sultry (and slightly unhinged, because he's in character now) gaze. ]
( he turns off the other lights in the room, leaving only the bathroom on as their only indoor source. finn had done that yesterday with bren and the results were pretty dramatic. not bad for a couple of amateurs.
jasper's in the middle of fixing his pants with neon returns and he stares unabashedly once more, chewing on the inside of his cheek because he's trying very hard not to jump him. neon's actually completely silent as jas gets pumping, maybe occasionally fixing the camera settings but otherwise standing compeltely still. okay, he can get used to this.
damn, he's good at this. )
Great.
( swallowing, he pulls up the desk chair and plops down, thinking about the viewer (y/n) perspective. he gets a few shots from that angle before slowly standing to crowd jas in, grinning from behind the camera. )
[ there goes that charged air again, electricity crackling around them as they interact through a camera lens. jasper bites down on his bottom lip and tilts his head as he gives neon (the camera) his best fuck me gaze.
and then he shifts a bit, shrugging the jacket off and tossing it out of frame before he hooks his thumb into the waistband of the pants and pulls down, down just enough that the shape of things becomes pronounced without being visible. ]
Better?
[ his lips twist into a grin and he tosses his head back for a few more shots before he falls onto his back and motions for neon to come climb on top of him. for more of those first-person shots, of course. ]
( damn that's sexy. neon's always understood the appeal of anime boys - he'd known he was interested in pretty much everything since he was maybe 10 years old - but it had never especially been a turn-on for him. watching jas adjust his outfit to look ten times sluttier has neon twitching in his pants.
maybe he's just into jasper as an anime boy. or maybe he's just into jasper.
hmm.
he's still careful taking these photographs, kind of reveling in the look-but-don't-touch thing they have going on right now, purposefully keeping his friend out of reach. at least until he's beckoned over and he slides out of his shoes to climb into bed again, straddling jasper's knees and pointing the camera down. )
You better charge your subscribers $100 per photo from this set, babe.
[ he can't help but laugh at that, the facade fading for a moment as neon gets settled down on top of him.
nice view.
somehow, neon holding the camera for him has jasper feeling spicier than normal, wanting to forego the rest of the pictures and just take. he wets his lips and lifts his arms up over his head in order to stretch his torso out. there's a subtle twist to his limbs that he knows shows off the definition of his arms a bit better and he tightens his stomach after expelling all of his breath. ]
Y'know you could take your pants off and just let your knees be in the shot.
( it's downright sensual, watching jas move like that, the subtlest change transforming the photo. neon swallows again and is quick to capture it, how the sunset colors the photo, how he looks in the light, lightly squeezing the camera to remind himself of what he's meant to be doing.
he almost wants to be difficult for laughs, wanting to begin the process of unbuckling the bottom half of his split-knee pants. but jasper's too hot and he's too horny.
setting the camera aside, he shifts back to climb out of bed, unzipping his pants all over again. there's life stirring in his underwear once more and he lewdly sticks his tongue out at him.
the shot itself is pretty damn perfect, especially since neon takes jasper's hand to place it on his thigh. )
[ jasper's hand slides up further, out of frame now, and he twists his hand to very gently cup neon through his boxers. he sucks in a breath as he does it and closes his eyes just a touch, chewing on the inside of his lip.
another shot for the record books. ]
On the floor.
[ he rumbles it, voice turning gravelly. he's not sure how many more pictures he can take. ]
Make it look like you're about to blow me.
[ jasper has plans to put his hardened dick to use, still without showing it. ]
My legs are beauties, thanks. Besides, I'm not even asking for a cut of the pay!
( that's all neon can joke about for now because he's immediately interrupted by a soft whine at the pressure between his legs. he isn't even sure if he got a clear photograph of that one so he takes a few more just in case.
what comes next sounds more like a command than a request and neon shivers at the sudden change. slowly, he pushes himself backward until his ( beautiful ) knees hit the floor and he rests his hand on the bed, snapping gratuitous shots of jasper's dick while still making sure to include the pretty long line of his body.
neon licks his lips and pushes his hand up his thigh, dangerously close without actually cupping him. anyone who knows him can immediately tell it's neon by the handful of bracelets on his wrist and the black nail polish on a few of his fingers. )
[ the storm's definitely brewing now. jasper only has a few more moments left in him before he's yanking neon back up onto this bed with him (and ripping the stupid fucking bone off his face which probably isn't going to feel great but it's gotta come off).
jasper sits back up a bit and starts pulling down the front of his pants one more time, letting the waistband snag on the shape of his dick and form there for a few more clicks of the shutter. even this is touching on just a bit more risque than he normally does but, honestly, he can't help himself.
and it'll look good.
once he's satisfied he pulls the camera from neon's hands and twists to set it on the table beside the bed before he reaches up to tug the bone off (also setting it next to the camera) before he yanks neon up onto the bed and into his lap again so he can devour his mouth. ]
( he follows the tug easily, hungry for jas all over again as if their post-lunch session wasn't entirely enough for him. and it really wasn't, not when he's had to spend the last few hours watching him entice the camera. neon follows jasper's account, he knows the kinds of images he posts, and he's turned on by all of them. but he still knows that there's something markedly different about this last set. his ego is pretty pleased at this knowledge.
neon kisses messily, knees on each side of his hips, running his hands down his body but still ( somehow ) careful not to mess up the paint in case he wants to keep that in tact for later. )
Fucking finally, ( he groans, grinding his hips into his. )
[ he's used to admiring eyes. he's used to gazes of desire being leveraged on him at any given moment. but it's different in ways that jasper doesn't want to think too hard about when it comes to neon. ]
Ah, fuck--
[ jasper lifts his hips as neon grinds down against him and he lets his head fall back with a quiet groan. yeah, sure, he'll take everything off. he pats neon's hip to get him to sit up a little bit so he can actually do that, wiggling himself out of the rest of his costume and the scant underwear he had on underneath before he settles back down again.
his hands rake up neon's bare thighs and up underneath the legs of his boxers. ]
( he lifts himself off jas with a short laugh, helping him push his pants and underwear off. something about leaving a little to the imagination is very sexy to him, but he still prefers seeing him entirely naked.
neon leans in to kiss him again, wanting more of that before they even get to the second round of sex. he parts his lips to breathlessly explore his mouth, cupping his cheek.
his fingers hit the edge of his wig and he chuckles, low in his throat. he nudges his fingertips under the elastic, raising his eyebrows. ) May I?
( he grins down at him, very carefully peeling the wig away and pulling out a few pins in the process. it's easily discarded ( just as carefully ) and – ah, much better. there's jasper again.
bending, he kisses him. it's sensual this time, maybe even sweet, and he makes a soft noise against his mouth, pushing his hips forward to encourage jasper's wandering hands. they have a little more time now since it's still a while until the after hours panel. being selfish and taking things slow doesn't seem like a bad idea, especially since they were able to get jasper together in no time at all. )
Want me like this, baby?
( he presses his palms against his chest, sliding them up his sides and landing on his pecs to knead them playfully. )
[ there's a resolution to the want that's been simmering under the surface for jasper all day once neon leans down and kisses him again. the hurried fun of earlier was nice but it only made things worse. but now they can take a little more time, seek just a little more closeness.
he rumbles his answer as he rocks neon's hips against his own with the grip he still has on his ass. ]
Yeah. Wanna watch you just like this.
[ he hears a click of a door, yuri's voice ringing out to start a question, before he promptly shrieks and slams the door between their rooms shut again. the "BREN, THE TV, TURN IT UP" has jasper laughing and he lifts one hand up to cup the back of neon's neck to pull him back down for another kiss. ]
( he has to bark out a laugh. bren would know better, but neon figures he hadn't been there in time to catch yuri before he faced disaster. disaster meaning encountering his friends in flagrante delicto. did they just fuck? yes. will they do it again? absolutely yes. )
Mm. ( wait, more kisses first. ) Or should we go easy on them this time?
( stretching over jas, neon reaches to tug open the side table drawer, pulling out the goods he'd left there for a moment like this one, waggling his eyebrows as he shakes a condom package at him. ) I'm never in favor of being polite, though.
[ jasper sits up a little in order to mouth at whatever bit of skin he can get his mouth to (which is mostly a bit of his forearm) before he drops back down again with a faint hum. ]
I dunno, Bren's had a long day. Maybe I'm feeling nice. And also I don't want to face his wrath or the tiny boyfriend's if we make him lose out on resting time.
[ he pulls his hands away and rests his hands under his head as he just looks at neon, drinking in the delicious stretch of his body above him. ]
It might actually be kind of fun. Quiet challenge.
( idly, neon wonders how bren would feel knowing that ry is most likely the bigger threat to either of them, but he immediately chuckles upon realizing that bren would surely be pleased as punch. he has all the height between them anyway.
with jasper's eyes on him, he stretches his arms up as well, ruffling his hair with both hands before shaking it out so his bangs fall in his face in what he hopes is an alluring way. he'll even throw in a little eyelash flutter just for him. hey, with all the eyes on jas for the whole weekend, neon enjoys having all his attention in the bedroom right now. )
I already know I'm gonna fail, ( neon laments, lifting his hips so he can begin tugging his black boxers down. )
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all of this is new to neon and he feels kind of ... grateful to be pulled into this part of jasper's world.
he takes his hand again after walking around under his arm. )
You know, it's okay if you're too tired to fuck, ( neon finds himself saying as they head over. ) God knows that I want to, but I'm also cool with just ... chillin'. It's hectic here.
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[ that... sounded somehow sappier than he intended for it to. jasper squeezing neon's hand probably didn't help anything.
whatever, it's fine. ]
And more than that... I want to. Like, really fuckin' bad. Don't know if you've noticed this about me, but I kinda thrive off of the attention.
[ that's said with a jest because of course that's been figured out. ]
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he doesn't protest - not that he ever would protest having sex with jas, but he's seen how crazy the schedule can get and doesn't want to be a distraction in a bad way.
before they meet up with the rest of their gang, he makes a pit stop as they head out to finally buy that renfaire-esque saddle bag he had been eyeing for the past day. the meal passes somewhat uneventfully, full of laughs and jokes and maybe a little less side-eyeing from bren since they're all in high spirits. )
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he pops fries into neon's mouth every other bite himself, still eating a lighter fare than he usually would--but nibbling off of other plates as he goes, just so he can get a little grease.
when they make it back to the hotel room the first thing jasper does is drag neon in for a kiss-- made just a little bit awkward, because of the bone on his face, but he's doing it anyway. a happy rumble echoes through his chest as he pulls away. ]
Been driving me fucking insane not getting to do that.
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it's just ... fun. actually wholesome fun, the kind he knows people like bren and finn enjoy the most. neon can't deny its benefits because as greedy as he has become for jasper's time, he's just as happy to spend these moments with their friends.
of course, it's a different story when they're back in the room and neon's trying to make out with jasper-with-bone-prop. he exhales hotly against his lips and flashes a wild grin. he whines, ) I've been wanting to kiss you since you finished that shoot, man. Being good is hard.
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Proud of you.
[ he ducks his head and scrapes his teeth along neon's neck next, latching onto the skin to leave a nice bruise behind. there's a certain sadistic pleasure in doing this, right now, with the knowledge that neon can't do anything to him back. ...well he could, and jasper probably wouldn't stop him, but he'll bitch about having to spend extra time on his makeup. ]
What kinda reward you want, babe? Hm?
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( says a man whose whiskered smile says he clearly knows what he wants. but he reaches down and pats jasper's ass instead. and maybe give it a little squeeze while he's there. )
Let me get some photos of you first before we do anything. ( restraint? from neon? who knew? he pulls the camera case out of the bag and begins unwrapping it while trying to tidy up one of the beds in an attempt to make it presentable. )
If you pull the curtain open a little we can still get some good sunset light.
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he's half-hard as it is, which is going to be great for the pictures but terrible for him specifically. jasper moves to the window and starts fussing with the curtains, aiming for the perfect beam of light on the bed before he moves toward the mirror.
there's adjusting that needs to happen. jasper starts tugging down on the pants a bit, shifting them and the straps of his underwear down so that more of his hips are exposed, that strip of lower stomach just before anything is exposed, and he flexes a few times in search of his adonis belt before he huffs. ]
Hold on.
[ don't mind him, he's just gotta use the edge of the bed to do some quick pushups and tricep dips to bring out the definition. once he's satisfied with what he sees he heads to the made bed and sits down on the edge of it to lean back on his hands, giving the camera (read: neon) a sultry (and slightly unhinged, because he's in character now) gaze. ]
Ready.
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jasper's in the middle of fixing his pants with neon returns and he stares unabashedly once more, chewing on the inside of his cheek because he's trying very hard not to jump him. neon's actually completely silent as jas gets pumping, maybe occasionally fixing the camera settings but otherwise standing compeltely still. okay, he can get used to this.
damn, he's good at this. )
Great.
( swallowing, he pulls up the desk chair and plops down, thinking about the viewer (y/n) perspective. he gets a few shots from that angle before slowly standing to crowd jas in, grinning from behind the camera. )
Alright, gimme more come-hither.
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and then he shifts a bit, shrugging the jacket off and tossing it out of frame before he hooks his thumb into the waistband of the pants and pulls down, down just enough that the shape of things becomes pronounced without being visible. ]
Better?
[ his lips twist into a grin and he tosses his head back for a few more shots before he falls onto his back and motions for neon to come climb on top of him. for more of those first-person shots, of course. ]
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( damn that's sexy. neon's always understood the appeal of anime boys - he'd known he was interested in pretty much everything since he was maybe 10 years old - but it had never especially been a turn-on for him. watching jas adjust his outfit to look ten times sluttier has neon twitching in his pants.
maybe he's just into jasper as an anime boy. or maybe he's just into jasper.
hmm.
he's still careful taking these photographs, kind of reveling in the look-but-don't-touch thing they have going on right now, purposefully keeping his friend out of reach. at least until he's beckoned over and he slides out of his shoes to climb into bed again, straddling jasper's knees and pointing the camera down. )
You better charge your subscribers $100 per photo from this set, babe.
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nice view.
somehow, neon holding the camera for him has jasper feeling spicier than normal, wanting to forego the rest of the pictures and just take. he wets his lips and lifts his arms up over his head in order to stretch his torso out. there's a subtle twist to his limbs that he knows shows off the definition of his arms a bit better and he tightens his stomach after expelling all of his breath. ]
Y'know you could take your pants off and just let your knees be in the shot.
[ grade A first person picture. ]
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he almost wants to be difficult for laughs, wanting to begin the process of unbuckling the bottom half of his split-knee pants. but jasper's too hot and he's too horny.
setting the camera aside, he shifts back to climb out of bed, unzipping his pants all over again. there's life stirring in his underwear once more and he lewdly sticks his tongue out at him.
the shot itself is pretty damn perfect, especially since neon takes jasper's hand to place it on his thigh. )
$200 for this one.
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Think your knees are worth a hundred bucks, huh?
[ jasper's hand slides up further, out of frame now, and he twists his hand to very gently cup neon through his boxers. he sucks in a breath as he does it and closes his eyes just a touch, chewing on the inside of his lip.
another shot for the record books. ]
On the floor.
[ he rumbles it, voice turning gravelly. he's not sure how many more pictures he can take. ]
Make it look like you're about to blow me.
[ jasper has plans to put his hardened dick to use, still without showing it. ]
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( that's all neon can joke about for now because he's immediately interrupted by a soft whine at the pressure between his legs. he isn't even sure if he got a clear photograph of that one so he takes a few more just in case.
what comes next sounds more like a command than a request and neon shivers at the sudden change. slowly, he pushes himself backward until his ( beautiful ) knees hit the floor and he rests his hand on the bed, snapping gratuitous shots of jasper's dick while still making sure to include the pretty long line of his body.
neon licks his lips and pushes his hand up his thigh, dangerously close without actually cupping him. anyone who knows him can immediately tell it's neon by the handful of bracelets on his wrist and the black nail polish on a few of his fingers. )
That's the money shot, baby.
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jasper sits back up a bit and starts pulling down the front of his pants one more time, letting the waistband snag on the shape of his dick and form there for a few more clicks of the shutter. even this is touching on just a bit more risque than he normally does but, honestly, he can't help himself.
and it'll look good.
once he's satisfied he pulls the camera from neon's hands and twists to set it on the table beside the bed before he reaches up to tug the bone off (also setting it next to the camera) before he yanks neon up onto the bed and into his lap again so he can devour his mouth. ]
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neon kisses messily, knees on each side of his hips, running his hands down his body but still ( somehow ) careful not to mess up the paint in case he wants to keep that in tact for later. )
Fucking finally, ( he groans, grinding his hips into his. )
Everything off, baby.
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Ah, fuck--
[ jasper lifts his hips as neon grinds down against him and he lets his head fall back with a quiet groan. yeah, sure, he'll take everything off. he pats neon's hip to get him to sit up a little bit so he can actually do that, wiggling himself out of the rest of his costume and the scant underwear he had on underneath before he settles back down again.
his hands rake up neon's bare thighs and up underneath the legs of his boxers. ]
Already better.
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neon leans in to kiss him again, wanting more of that before they even get to the second round of sex. he parts his lips to breathlessly explore his mouth, cupping his cheek.
his fingers hit the edge of his wig and he chuckles, low in his throat. he nudges his fingertips under the elastic, raising his eyebrows. ) May I?
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Mm, yeah. Just be careful, there's a few pins at the back.
[ no wig cap this time, since his own hair matches the color of the wig pretty well, but he still needs help keeping it in place.
his hands settle at neon's hips first before one slides around to grip his ass, fingers digging into the muscle there with a satisfied noise. ]
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bending, he kisses him. it's sensual this time, maybe even sweet, and he makes a soft noise against his mouth, pushing his hips forward to encourage jasper's wandering hands. they have a little more time now since it's still a while until the after hours panel. being selfish and taking things slow doesn't seem like a bad idea, especially since they were able to get jasper together in no time at all. )
Want me like this, baby?
( he presses his palms against his chest, sliding them up his sides and landing on his pecs to knead them playfully. )
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he rumbles his answer as he rocks neon's hips against his own with the grip he still has on his ass. ]
Yeah. Wanna watch you just like this.
[ he hears a click of a door, yuri's voice ringing out to start a question, before he promptly shrieks and slams the door between their rooms shut again. the "BREN, THE TV, TURN IT UP" has jasper laughing and he lifts one hand up to cup the back of neon's neck to pull him back down for another kiss. ]
Do we try to beat the tv?
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Mm. ( wait, more kisses first. ) Or should we go easy on them this time?
( stretching over jas, neon reaches to tug open the side table drawer, pulling out the goods he'd left there for a moment like this one, waggling his eyebrows as he shakes a condom package at him. ) I'm never in favor of being polite, though.
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I dunno, Bren's had a long day. Maybe I'm feeling nice. And also I don't want to face his wrath or the tiny boyfriend's if we make him lose out on resting time.
[ he pulls his hands away and rests his hands under his head as he just looks at neon, drinking in the delicious stretch of his body above him. ]
It might actually be kind of fun. Quiet challenge.
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with jasper's eyes on him, he stretches his arms up as well, ruffling his hair with both hands before shaking it out so his bangs fall in his face in what he hopes is an alluring way. he'll even throw in a little eyelash flutter just for him. hey, with all the eyes on jas for the whole weekend, neon enjoys having all his attention in the bedroom right now. )
I already know I'm gonna fail, ( neon laments, lifting his hips so he can begin tugging his black boxers down. )
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