[ it's a good thing jasper likes 'em squirmy, then. likes his partners to be loud and responsive. likes them to be just as eager for it all as he is and willing to switch things up at a moment's notice.
he likes them to be like neon.
he likes them to be neon.
jasper laughs and removes his fingers so he can pull his hand away, though not before landing a quick smack to an ass cheek. ]
Hah. ( he grunts when jas leaves him empty, but he did ask for it, annoyingly eager and loud. but, really, how could he be blamed when it's jasper back there?
he wriggles around again, maybe making a show of it, and crawls back into his lap. ever fond, even at the height of horniness, he leans in to kiss him soundly before pulling away to reach for the condom pack that had fallen off the bed. with another grunt, he pulls himself back up to unwrap it, eyeing jasper's dick with a certain hunger he only reserves for him and him alone. )
Love to see you waiting for me like this, babe, ( neon practically purrs, wrapping his hand around and giving him a few strokes just to play with him a little. once the condom's rolled over him ( slowly, he might add ) and lubed up, he lifts his hips to position himself. reaching back he aligns the tip with his entrance and gingerly lowers himself with a soft moan. he's yet to bottom out, but he still feels fuller than before. )
[ jasper pushes himself up onto his elbows a bit to meet him halfway into the kiss and so that he can watch neon scramble around, trying to get to the condoms without moving too far away. his hips lift up into neon's touch and his head falls back as he forces himself to hold still while neon rolls the condom down onto him.
when he brings his head back up neon is already poised over top of him. jasper grins as he lowers himself back down fully onto the bed again, his hands coming up to grip neon's hips to help guide him down.
his tongue darts past his lips to wet them as he watches his cock disappear into neon's body. he swallows, hard, and puts in a valiant effort to not snap his hips up and bury himself the rest of the way inside.
...until he snaps and does exactly that, pulling neon down onto him as he pushes up. ]
Fuck, you're so fucking hot and tight around me. Could live right here.
( he loves it, having jasper move and manipulate his body. he'd agreed to it when they started hooking up, talking about the sexiness of consent, only rejecting it on the rare occasion, not being in the right headspace or energy level for that kind of kink. but here, he's very much into it, shuddering when jas fills him up all the way, practically splitting him in two. )
So greedy for me you want it all the time, huh?
( neon's voice is shaky now as his hands leave the bed and settle on jasper's gorgeous chest, curling his hands into his pecs. ) Gonna move, baby.
( his hips roll in tight little circles, starting out small, enough to get them both going. as much as he wants to keep looking at him, he can't help but close his eyes, lifting his chin and arching his back in pleasure. )
[ have you looked at yourself, neon? fucking delicious specimen of a human. and jasper gets to have him pretty much whenever he wants.
he lets out a shaky breath when neon starts to move, his hands remaining right where they were on his hips. jasper doesn't do much to move him, lets neon take the reins and set the pace, but fuck he's itching to just start thrusting up into him.
not yet, jasper. you just started, for fuck's sake. he'll just settle for gripping neon's hips a little tighter instead. ]
slow is nice to start, getting them both in the mood, prolonging this until they both let their instincts take over entirely and go feral by the end of it, rutting against each other until they achieve mutual orgasm. neon likes having a bit more control this time, a warm palm pressed possessively over jasper's chest.
he leans back with a soft moan, his free hand curled into the sheet as he alters the angle just enough, keeping his face just out of reach for now. this is meant to give jasper an even better view of his long torso, with neon putting on a little show with every undulation of his hips. )
[ jasper can't keep his eyes off of him. he refuses to move his eyes off of him, anyway, even if he could. there's something about the way that torso is all stretched out for him that's such a beautiful sight to behold he wants it seared into his memory.
yeah, they're definitely gonna have to film themselves at some point. ]
Always look so fucking good, baby. Built just for me.
[ he wants to yank neon back down and kiss him, but he's allowing himself to just lay back and accept what neon wants to give him. it's always fun, giving himself up like this. like he's just here for neon's pleasure. ]
( it's one of the best sights in the world, seeing jasper laid out for him like that, whether he's the one riding or the one fucking him. letting his head fall back, he wants to give him a good view first, closing his eyes and letting himself feel, red lips parted and a moan slipping through them. )
My hips are still bruised from before, ( neon chuckles, slowly opening his eyes, heavy-lidded as if they'd both just been smoking. ) I love when you leave souvenirs.
( he finally leans forward, pushing his hair back as best as he can so he can let his lips hover over jasper's. ) Shit - ( but he's sensitive to the change in angle, more determined in how he rides him, fucking himself on him )
[ it fills jasper with a certain sense of pride to know that he's left these things behind, little reminders of where they've been and what they've done. whenever they fade away he just gets to leave more so it's a win all around.
one hand moves from neon's hip to the back of his head the moment he gets close enough so that jasper can pull him down the rest of the way and bring their lips together. the kiss is sloppy this time, eager and wanting, and jasper moves his other arm to wrap it around neon's body to hold him close as they continue to move together. ]
( at this point, he feels rather drunk. he'd indulged in a beverage earlier with dinner, but its effects faded by the time he had started taking the photographs of jas. it's all him and them and this. whatever this is that they both refuse to fully examine. things are good as they are, so why ruin a good thing?
neon whimpers when he's pulled close against his body, not having realized he had been longing for the full skin-to-skin contact until that very second. he's ready to relinquish some of his control that way. his nails digging into jasper's chest, he begins bouncing lightly in his lap, moving seamlessly with the rolls of their hips. )
Good, ( he rasps, his lips lingering over jasper's, ) Cm'on and fuck me now.
[ somewhere in the absolute furthest part of his mind jasper realizes they're going to have to redo his stomach art but it shouldn't take long. it'll be funny to see how much rubs off onto neon, though.
he grins and tilts his chin to capture another kiss before he shifts his legs, bending his knees so he can plant his feet on the bed. both of his hands trail down to grip neon's hips, slotting over old bruises to refresh them as he grabs ahold of him. ]
Your wish is my command.
[ he snaps his hips upward, once, just to burrow in at least one time, before he starts to settle into a fierce rhythm. the sound of their bodies slapping together echoes around them and he turns his head to sink his teeth into neon's arm to stifle his own sounds. ]
Babe, ( neon whimpers feebly, weak to everything jas in every sense of the word. the bite to his arm only makes him whine again, his grip tight around the headboard as he tries to hold himself up over jas. there's the familiar sounds of skin slapping against skin as neon bounces in his lap.
the bed creaks under their shared weight, springs loud as he picks up the pace. he knows how this goes and he knows jasper's size, but even now he feels so tight around him. or maybe they really are just a perfect fit for each other, matching in size and in everything else.
he opens his mouth but, instead catches himself from saying something he might regret ( or something that might set them on the wrong course ). neon loses focus then, unusually quiet except for his panting, closing his eyes in pleasure.
eventually, he does open them, a fire burning behind the fall of his bangs as he pushes back against him, grinding into him with another moan. it won't be long until he finishes. )
[ distantly, jasper can hear the tv next door getting turned up just a little bit more, and he wonders if maybe they should just invest in some noise-canceling headphones for their friends. might not be a bad idea for birthday gifts.
another loud smack joins the cacophony of sounds as jasper lands a quick hit on neon's ass with a sharp grin on his face. his eyes are caught, stuck on the absolute vision that is neon coming undone above him, and he thinks--not for the first time--that it's the only view that's worthwhile sometimes. ]
Come on, baby.
[ his voice is deeper than usual, rough, needing. the tight heat around him is driving him insane and he wants to come so fucking bad but he's going to hold out, going to let neon do the honors first. ]
( he gasps, jerking his body forward when jasper slaps his rear, his dick giving a jump at the slight sting of pain. it reminds him quite helpfully that it wants some attention too, so neon leans forward again so he's pressed up against jasper's chest - they're both blotted with black paint at this point but he doesn't care. it's not the pressure he prefers, but it'll do the trick as he ruts helplessly against him. he's lost his rhythm, moving more erratically as he finds jasper's lips again to kiss him. )
Fuck, you feel so ...
( neon can't even finish his sentence, looking up at jas with a mix of desire and possibly ardor in his expression. it's hard to mask anything when he's being fucked within an inch of his life, but maybe it's something that just has to happen. he snaps his hand out to grip his bicep, letting out a guttural groan as he reaches the finish line. the orgasm somehow hits him harder this time as he gives a whimper with each thrust and when he closes his eyes, he sees stars.
having forgotten to put a condom on himself, he also comes across jasper's chest, ruining the paint even further. )
[ and they were doing such a good job with not messing up the paint. oh, well. (they really weren't, and jasper knew from the moment he stripped down it wouldn't stay.)
he's sweating from the effort of continuing to fuck up into neon's body, not letting a moment go by without their hips slamming together. even once jasper starts falling apart above him he keeps up the pace, his breath coming in sharp breaths as they lock eyes. there's something in neon's gaze that does it, that pushes jasper right over the edge, and he presses upward one last time before stilling, spilling into the condom with a long, low groan.
only when he feels fully emptied does he finally collapse back against the bed. blood rushes to his head, he can hear it in his ears, as he pants harshly in an attempt to get his breath back.
he laughs, quietly, one hand slowly pulling away from neon's body so he can drape his arm across his eyes. ]
( he whimpers, a touch overstimulated when jas chases his own high, but he likes the strain it puts on his body. god, he looks so good when he comes. his hand comes up to soothingly stroke his fingers over jasper's face, down the side of his torso, needing to catch his own breath because it feels like he's run a marathon.
neon peppers small, lazy kisses up his neck, keeping him inside for a few more moments before pulling off with a whine so he can lay on his side and tucked up against him. quiet is unusual for neon but he simply listens to the sounds of their breathing, closing his eyes and resting his head on his shoulder. )
I don't wanna fuck up the sheets too much, ( he finally confesses with a soft laugh, reaching for one of jasper's hands and not caring which one - they're both nasty at this point. )
[ with his arm cradled under neon's head it's easy for jasper to bend his elbow so he can stroke his fingers idly through that shaggy head of hair. his heartrate is slowly returning to normal, no longer beating incessantly inside of his head, and he's got a stupid ass smile on his face as he stares up at the ceiling.
the volume slowly turning down in the next room makes him laugh. it sounds cautious.
he turns his head to the side so he can place a kiss to the top of neon's head before he slowly disentangles himself. the first step as he gets up is to tie off the condom and get it in the trash. the next step is to head into the bathroom to start the shower, getting the water to a decent temperature before he returns to the bedroom. with a wide grin he leans down and scoops neon up into a princess carry. ]
My queen.
[ another laugh and he's hauling neon into the bathroom so they can get properly cleaned off. ]
( neon takes the time to himself to zone out, suddenly fascinated by the patterns along the room's chair rail. he floats back down to the bed with ease, keeping an arm wrapped around his stomach so as not to stain the hotel sheets.
jas manages to catch him by surprised when he hoists him into the air and neon laughs. )
Ohoohoohoo, ( he hoots, flinging his arms around his neck. his body feels like it's made of jello so he doesn't trust himself to start moving on his own right away. ) My golden chariot.
[ it's a good thing they're both already naked, because it makes it easy enough for jasper to just step into the shower while still holding neon in his arms. once he's there, though, he eases neon back down onto his feet again, keeping steadying hands on his hips until he's certain that he can stand on his own. ]
Good?
[ he reaches over neon's head for the washcloth he had draped over the showerhead earlier so he can start scrubbing at his own stomach. he's going to take a bit more work to be done, after all. ]
Mmnh, ( neon grunts and drapes his arms over jasper's shoulders, still wobbly on his feet and grateful for the support. it's all very hazy still, with neon totally blissed out. he smiles at him lazily, content to just soak up the water and watch jasper get himself cleaned first. )
Yeah, m'good. That was really good.
( fucking fantastic, actually.
neon rests his forehead on his shoulder, closing his eyes. his thigh muscles feel tight now, but with some rest, he should be able to be on the dance floor in no time. his words are mumbled against his neck, ) You really wanna film me like that?
[ he's a little distracted, if he's being honest. neon likes to cuddle, sure (they both do, especially after a good fucking), but this is... somehow more. and jasper isn't exactly keen on getting him to stop.
gently, he turns neon around so that he's supporting him so he can wrap his arms around him and start cleaning up the paint that's managed to smear onto him. he even makes sure he's being gentle with a probably too-sensitive cock. ]
Yeah. Fuck, yes, I do. You just... you look so good, Neon. And if I can see it at a moment's notice, even if you're not around...
[ well. it'd be kinda nice.
he hooks his chin over neon's shoulder so that he can gaze down the length of his torso, grinning a bit as he scrubs neon clean. ]
You're gonna have to put the paint back on me, y'know. I'll wear underwear this time.
( he stifles a moan when jasper cleans him where he's most sensitive, his dick seeming to perk up hopefully only for the rest of his body to reject it. even when jasper rails him roughly into the couch, neon has always been proactive about his own self-care; having jasper do everything for him feels too intimate. he recalls being the one to cradle jas to his chest in the hot tub after he was the one bent over.
he doesn't protest now, content to be maneuvered and tended to. it's pretty damn pleasant, maybe even sweet. )
Mm. Yeah.
( he grins and leans his head against jasper's. )
Thank fucking god you're gonna be wearing something. I don't think my dick can take any more tonight.
[ jasper laughs and drops a few kisses to neon's shoulder as he finishes washing him up. he wrings out the washcloth and reaches up to drape it over the showerhead again before he simply drops his arms back down to loosely drape them around neon's body so he can lean against him. like two cards holding each other up for a pyramid. ]
It doesn't have to be as perfect, so it's not a huge deal. I honestly might not even bother with it, since we'll be heading to the rave right after the panel.
[ probably not a bad idea. everyone who's gonna sit in on the panel is fully aware of that 'ah, fuck it' moment when it comes to one's costume. ]
We should make sure to give the cleaning staff an extra large tip before we leave. Y'know, as an apology.
Baby, I already had the hundred-dollar bill ready.
( because he knows. even if he hadn't expected a twofer today, he knows how they get when left to their own devices. maybe he should leave them more just to make up for the sheer amount of cosplayers currently painting their bodies in these rooms this weekend. )
I kinda get what Ry's deal is when he follows Bren around, ( neon admits with a little impish glance up at jas. )
[ he realizes that they're just soaking now, simply enjoying the spray of the showerhead above them (decent pressure, too, for a hotel). his arms are still loosely wound around neon's body, fingertips idly playing against his lower stomach.
jasper turns his head so he can get a better look at neon, a grin splitting across his face. ]
Feeling a certain kind of way after watching other people watch me all day?
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he likes them to be like neon.
he likes them to be neon.
jasper laughs and removes his fingers so he can pull his hand away, though not before landing a quick smack to an ass cheek. ]
Get a condom on me and hop on, then.
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he wriggles around again, maybe making a show of it, and crawls back into his lap. ever fond, even at the height of horniness, he leans in to kiss him soundly before pulling away to reach for the condom pack that had fallen off the bed. with another grunt, he pulls himself back up to unwrap it, eyeing jasper's dick with a certain hunger he only reserves for him and him alone. )
Love to see you waiting for me like this, babe, ( neon practically purrs, wrapping his hand around and giving him a few strokes just to play with him a little. once the condom's rolled over him ( slowly, he might add ) and lubed up, he lifts his hips to position himself. reaching back he aligns the tip with his entrance and gingerly lowers himself with a soft moan. he's yet to bottom out, but he still feels fuller than before. )
You feel so perfect, fuck.
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when he brings his head back up neon is already poised over top of him. jasper grins as he lowers himself back down fully onto the bed again, his hands coming up to grip neon's hips to help guide him down.
his tongue darts past his lips to wet them as he watches his cock disappear into neon's body. he swallows, hard, and puts in a valiant effort to not snap his hips up and bury himself the rest of the way inside.
...until he snaps and does exactly that, pulling neon down onto him as he pushes up. ]
Fuck, you're so fucking hot and tight around me. Could live right here.
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So greedy for me you want it all the time, huh?
( neon's voice is shaky now as his hands leave the bed and settle on jasper's gorgeous chest, curling his hands into his pecs. ) Gonna move, baby.
( his hips roll in tight little circles, starting out small, enough to get them both going. as much as he wants to keep looking at him, he can't help but close his eyes, lifting his chin and arching his back in pleasure. )
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[ have you looked at yourself, neon? fucking delicious specimen of a human. and jasper gets to have him pretty much whenever he wants.
he lets out a shaky breath when neon starts to move, his hands remaining right where they were on his hips. jasper doesn't do much to move him, lets neon take the reins and set the pace, but fuck he's itching to just start thrusting up into him.
not yet, jasper. you just started, for fuck's sake. he'll just settle for gripping neon's hips a little tighter instead. ]
You move your hips so fucking good.
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slow is nice to start, getting them both in the mood, prolonging this until they both let their instincts take over entirely and go feral by the end of it, rutting against each other until they achieve mutual orgasm. neon likes having a bit more control this time, a warm palm pressed possessively over jasper's chest.
he leans back with a soft moan, his free hand curled into the sheet as he alters the angle just enough, keeping his face just out of reach for now. this is meant to give jasper an even better view of his long torso, with neon putting on a little show with every undulation of his hips. )
Jas ...
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[ jasper can't keep his eyes off of him. he refuses to move his eyes off of him, anyway, even if he could. there's something about the way that torso is all stretched out for him that's such a beautiful sight to behold he wants it seared into his memory.
yeah, they're definitely gonna have to film themselves at some point. ]
Always look so fucking good, baby. Built just for me.
[ he wants to yank neon back down and kiss him, but he's allowing himself to just lay back and accept what neon wants to give him. it's always fun, giving himself up like this. like he's just here for neon's pleasure. ]
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My hips are still bruised from before, ( neon chuckles, slowly opening his eyes, heavy-lidded as if they'd both just been smoking. ) I love when you leave souvenirs.
( he finally leans forward, pushing his hair back as best as he can so he can let his lips hover over jasper's. ) Shit - ( but he's sensitive to the change in angle, more determined in how he rides him, fucking himself on him )
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[ it fills jasper with a certain sense of pride to know that he's left these things behind, little reminders of where they've been and what they've done. whenever they fade away he just gets to leave more so it's a win all around.
one hand moves from neon's hip to the back of his head the moment he gets close enough so that jasper can pull him down the rest of the way and bring their lips together. the kiss is sloppy this time, eager and wanting, and jasper moves his other arm to wrap it around neon's body to hold him close as they continue to move together. ]
Got me losin' my fucking mind, Neon.
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neon whimpers when he's pulled close against his body, not having realized he had been longing for the full skin-to-skin contact until that very second. he's ready to relinquish some of his control that way. his nails digging into jasper's chest, he begins bouncing lightly in his lap, moving seamlessly with the rolls of their hips. )
Good, ( he rasps, his lips lingering over jasper's, ) Cm'on and fuck me now.
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he grins and tilts his chin to capture another kiss before he shifts his legs, bending his knees so he can plant his feet on the bed. both of his hands trail down to grip neon's hips, slotting over old bruises to refresh them as he grabs ahold of him. ]
Your wish is my command.
[ he snaps his hips upward, once, just to burrow in at least one time, before he starts to settle into a fierce rhythm. the sound of their bodies slapping together echoes around them and he turns his head to sink his teeth into neon's arm to stifle his own sounds. ]
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the bed creaks under their shared weight, springs loud as he picks up the pace. he knows how this goes and he knows jasper's size, but even now he feels so tight around him. or maybe they really are just a perfect fit for each other, matching in size and in everything else.
he opens his mouth but, instead catches himself from saying something he might regret ( or something that might set them on the wrong course ). neon loses focus then, unusually quiet except for his panting, closing his eyes in pleasure.
eventually, he does open them, a fire burning behind the fall of his bangs as he pushes back against him, grinding into him with another moan. it won't be long until he finishes. )
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another loud smack joins the cacophony of sounds as jasper lands a quick hit on neon's ass with a sharp grin on his face. his eyes are caught, stuck on the absolute vision that is neon coming undone above him, and he thinks--not for the first time--that it's the only view that's worthwhile sometimes. ]
Come on, baby.
[ his voice is deeper than usual, rough, needing. the tight heat around him is driving him insane and he wants to come so fucking bad but he's going to hold out, going to let neon do the honors first. ]
Come undone for me. Lemme see it.
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( he gasps, jerking his body forward when jasper slaps his rear, his dick giving a jump at the slight sting of pain. it reminds him quite helpfully that it wants some attention too, so neon leans forward again so he's pressed up against jasper's chest - they're both blotted with black paint at this point but he doesn't care. it's not the pressure he prefers, but it'll do the trick as he ruts helplessly against him. he's lost his rhythm, moving more erratically as he finds jasper's lips again to kiss him. )
Fuck, you feel so ...
( neon can't even finish his sentence, looking up at jas with a mix of desire and possibly ardor in his expression. it's hard to mask anything when he's being fucked within an inch of his life, but maybe it's something that just has to happen. he snaps his hand out to grip his bicep, letting out a guttural groan as he reaches the finish line. the orgasm somehow hits him harder this time as he gives a whimper with each thrust and when he closes his eyes, he sees stars.
having forgotten to put a condom on himself, he also comes across jasper's chest, ruining the paint even further. )
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he's sweating from the effort of continuing to fuck up into neon's body, not letting a moment go by without their hips slamming together. even once jasper starts falling apart above him he keeps up the pace, his breath coming in sharp breaths as they lock eyes. there's something in neon's gaze that does it, that pushes jasper right over the edge, and he presses upward one last time before stilling, spilling into the condom with a long, low groan.
only when he feels fully emptied does he finally collapse back against the bed. blood rushes to his head, he can hear it in his ears, as he pants harshly in an attempt to get his breath back.
he laughs, quietly, one hand slowly pulling away from neon's body so he can drape his arm across his eyes. ]
Fuck.
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( he whimpers, a touch overstimulated when jas chases his own high, but he likes the strain it puts on his body. god, he looks so good when he comes. his hand comes up to soothingly stroke his fingers over jasper's face, down the side of his torso, needing to catch his own breath because it feels like he's run a marathon.
neon peppers small, lazy kisses up his neck, keeping him inside for a few more moments before pulling off with a whine so he can lay on his side and tucked up against him. quiet is unusual for neon but he simply listens to the sounds of their breathing, closing his eyes and resting his head on his shoulder. )
I don't wanna fuck up the sheets too much, ( he finally confesses with a soft laugh, reaching for one of jasper's hands and not caring which one - they're both nasty at this point. )
Take me to the bathroom, hmm?
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the volume slowly turning down in the next room makes him laugh. it sounds cautious.
he turns his head to the side so he can place a kiss to the top of neon's head before he slowly disentangles himself. the first step as he gets up is to tie off the condom and get it in the trash. the next step is to head into the bathroom to start the shower, getting the water to a decent temperature before he returns to the bedroom. with a wide grin he leans down and scoops neon up into a princess carry. ]
My queen.
[ another laugh and he's hauling neon into the bathroom so they can get properly cleaned off. ]
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jas manages to catch him by surprised when he hoists him into the air and neon laughs. )
Ohoohoohoo, ( he hoots, flinging his arms around his neck. his body feels like it's made of jello so he doesn't trust himself to start moving on his own right away. ) My golden chariot.
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[ it's a good thing they're both already naked, because it makes it easy enough for jasper to just step into the shower while still holding neon in his arms. once he's there, though, he eases neon back down onto his feet again, keeping steadying hands on his hips until he's certain that he can stand on his own. ]
Good?
[ he reaches over neon's head for the washcloth he had draped over the showerhead earlier so he can start scrubbing at his own stomach. he's going to take a bit more work to be done, after all. ]
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Yeah, m'good. That was really good.
( fucking fantastic, actually.
neon rests his forehead on his shoulder, closing his eyes. his thigh muscles feel tight now, but with some rest, he should be able to be on the dance floor in no time. his words are mumbled against his neck, ) You really wanna film me like that?
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[ he's a little distracted, if he's being honest. neon likes to cuddle, sure (they both do, especially after a good fucking), but this is... somehow more. and jasper isn't exactly keen on getting him to stop.
gently, he turns neon around so that he's supporting him so he can wrap his arms around him and start cleaning up the paint that's managed to smear onto him. he even makes sure he's being gentle with a probably too-sensitive cock. ]
Yeah. Fuck, yes, I do. You just... you look so good, Neon. And if I can see it at a moment's notice, even if you're not around...
[ well. it'd be kinda nice.
he hooks his chin over neon's shoulder so that he can gaze down the length of his torso, grinning a bit as he scrubs neon clean. ]
You're gonna have to put the paint back on me, y'know. I'll wear underwear this time.
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he doesn't protest now, content to be maneuvered and tended to. it's pretty damn pleasant, maybe even sweet. )
Mm. Yeah.
( he grins and leans his head against jasper's. )
Thank fucking god you're gonna be wearing something. I don't think my dick can take any more tonight.
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It doesn't have to be as perfect, so it's not a huge deal. I honestly might not even bother with it, since we'll be heading to the rave right after the panel.
[ probably not a bad idea. everyone who's gonna sit in on the panel is fully aware of that 'ah, fuck it' moment when it comes to one's costume. ]
We should make sure to give the cleaning staff an extra large tip before we leave. Y'know, as an apology.
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Baby, I already had the hundred-dollar bill ready.
( because he knows. even if he hadn't expected a twofer today, he knows how they get when left to their own devices. maybe he should leave them more just to make up for the sheer amount of cosplayers currently painting their bodies in these rooms this weekend. )
I kinda get what Ry's deal is when he follows Bren around, ( neon admits with a little impish glance up at jas. )
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[ he realizes that they're just soaking now, simply enjoying the spray of the showerhead above them (decent pressure, too, for a hotel). his arms are still loosely wound around neon's body, fingertips idly playing against his lower stomach.
jasper turns his head so he can get a better look at neon, a grin splitting across his face. ]
Feeling a certain kind of way after watching other people watch me all day?
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