( 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?
Pent up horniness and all, ( neon confirms with a laugh. )
All those people wanting to take pictures with you and of you. ( and yet here they are together. neon turns around in his arms and cups the back of his head to pull jas in for a deep, sultry kiss. it's not to start anything again - goodness knows they've had their fill of each other within the last several hours - but to convey a multitude of things he isn't brave enough to express.
with a smile, he breaks the kiss before he can spiral out of control and rests their foreheads together. always the perfect size for each other. )
And to think, Ry usually manages to hold it together until the last day. If you've ever see Bren limping the Monday after a convention weekend, now you know why.
[ he laughs as neon closes into give him another kiss, his own hands landing on neon's hips to hold him as their lips move together. there's something nagging at the back of his brain, a soft whisper that he's doing his very best to ignore, something trying to tell him there's something else, but he does a good job of hushing it.
jasper sighs as he pulls back and nods. ]
Yeah. Come on, time to go spend an hour with my adoring public.
[ Cosplay and the Sex Industry, featuring special guest panelist Jasper. ]
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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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All those people wanting to take pictures with you and of you. ( and yet here they are together. neon turns around in his arms and cups the back of his head to pull jas in for a deep, sultry kiss. it's not to start anything again - goodness knows they've had their fill of each other within the last several hours - but to convey a multitude of things he isn't brave enough to express.
with a smile, he breaks the kiss before he can spiral out of control and rests their foreheads together. always the perfect size for each other. )
Should you get ready for the panel now?
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[ he laughs as neon closes into give him another kiss, his own hands landing on neon's hips to hold him as their lips move together. there's something nagging at the back of his brain, a soft whisper that he's doing his very best to ignore, something trying to tell him there's something else, but he does a good job of hushing it.
jasper sighs as he pulls back and nods. ]
Yeah. Come on, time to go spend an hour with my adoring public.
[ Cosplay and the Sex Industry, featuring special guest panelist Jasper. ]