IC: With Dickie

[cursedhyacinth]

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[Jason nuzzles your neck.] Bedroom work for you?

Heh. Now that sounds promising... [Jason squirms off the couch and gets to zir feet, tugging you up by both hands.]

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[Well then. Dick follows happily, trying to kiss you even as you're walking. Once you stop, he'll mold himself against you, pressing you to the wall for more kissing. He's hard in his jeans, and not shy about it.]

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[Jason moans and jerks zir hips hard against yours.]

Hey... hey... bed, not hallway. [Jason gasps out, trying not to laugh.]

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[Oh, that hip thrust makes him happy. Maybe you aren't as divorced from your body as he thought. He loves the moaning, and does it back for good measure before making out with your neck for a bit.] Mm... Yeah, bed, okay. [He's mumbling, distracted. Eventually he remembers he needs to get out of the way first, and takes a small step back.]

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[Jason can't help making needy little sounds as you lavish attention on her neck. When you step back, Jason grabs you by the shirtfront and pulls you the rest of the way into the bedroom.]

I do hope your brain's still online, baby... [Jason strokes zir other hand down your back and playfully gropes at your butt.]

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Who needs a brain? [He likes this charge-taking. He might wiggle into you palm for that grope.] You really are amazingly hot, you know that? [And why isn't he kissing you right now? He should get back to that.]

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I find it useful... [Jason pulls you toward the bed.]

Oh yeah? Exa-- mmf! [Zie kisses back passionately.]

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Your brain's sexy.

[Mmmm...kissing. It's Dick's favorite - second favorite? Maybe third favorite thing to do. The other top contenders usually involve kissing too, though, so maybe it's not a competition.]

[He slides his hands over your back, down to cup your ass, to squeeze and pull you to him.]

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I like the way you think. [Jason grins into the kiss when you grab his ass and falls backward with Dickie onto the mattress.]

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[Dick laughs, bouncing on and then beside you, tangling his legs with yours. He'll use that hand on your ass to pull you tight against him, thigh pressing up between yours.] Right now I'm thinking naked thoughts.

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[Jason feels his heartrate pick up a bit, and he's not entirely sure why -- part of it is because, well, it's been almost a year and Dickie gets him worked up something fierce -- so he tries to ignore it as he goes for Dickie's shirt and stats to pull it off.] Naked thoughts work.

['You're going to have to be naked, too, for this to work...' a little voice says in the back of his head. Jason tries to distract himself from the panic of that by kissing Dickie again.]

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[His hands tangle with yours as he helps, getting his buttons undone and his undershirt over his head before getting back to the heavy petting. Something about your face, though, about the feel of your muscles tense under your skin, makes Dick pause. He leans to kiss your shoulder through your shirt.] If you'd rather keep your clothes on, that's okay too. Or if you want to turn out the lights?]

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[Jason breathes shakily. It was too much to hope for, that Dickie wouldn't catch... well, anyway.] Lights... might help. I mean... [he tries to disarm the situation,] you are very pretty to look at, but...

[apologetic smile]

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You can look all you want, any time. [Dick kisses your jaw one more time and then gets up. He'll strip out of his clothes, before closing the shades and heading for the light switch.] It'll be like a game. Blind man's bluff? I think that has kissing in it.

Is there anywhere you don't want me to touch you? [He says it casually; he could just as easily be asking if you're ticklish. He's not going to keep asking if you're okay with this - you've made your interest clear, and it would be insulting to keep second guessing you. That said...he's still trying to be mindful. This won't be good for him unless it's good for you, and the last thing he wants is for you to have a traumatic sexual experience.]

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[Jason lets his breath out in a sigh.] Does it? I don't think I ever played that.

[The dark is... comforting. He can still see Dickie moving around, but things are more... indistinct. Jason hurriedly tugs off his own shirt, and the bra underneath. It would be too weird to have Dick do it.]

I actually don't know. I haven't been... with anybody... with me like this. Um... [Jason chuckles,] I promise I won't punch you if we find out there is such a spot?

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Maybe that's just the Titan's version. I wouldn't put it past Roy to have changed the rules.

[Dick can just see you in silhouette. You've got a very nice body. He wishes you liked it more. He has no trouble still seeing you as male and as yourself, despite the breasts. Maybe he can teach you to like them, too.]

Don't hesitate to tell me to back off. Okay? [He smiles in the dark at the chuckle and approaches the bed.] You could always spank me if you want...

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Speedy always was a sneak.

[Jason nods.] It's not like I'm not going to react. I'm pretty sure you'll be able to tell.

[snort,teases,] But you've been such a good boy, Dickie. Why would I want to spank you? [grin]

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I get stupid during sex sometimes. Caught up in the moment. Just... if I don't catch on, clue me in.

[He climbs onto the bed, stretching out on his side beside you, not quite touching.] You obviously don't know the naughty thoughts I'm having. Even good boys need spankings sometimes, though.

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[Jason sobers up and says in a serious voice.] I will. I promise.

[Zie bites zir lower lip and reaches out to stoke a hand along Dick's hip.] I'm not too good with that kind of stuff, Dickie. Little steps.

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[Dick shivers a little and leans close to kiss you.] Little steps are good.

[His hand goes to your hip in mirror. He makes a little "man" with his fingers and walks them up your side, hoping you'll get the joke even in the dark. The final destination for his hand is the space just below your shoulder blades, where he presses his hand to gently encourage you to move closer, against him.]

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[Jason can't help giggling as zie "gets it", and zie quickly scoots closer, throwing a leg over Dickie. Zir other hand is trapped between them, and pets along Dickie's chest and down to his stomach.]

You're such a goof.

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[Breasts against his chest, and Little Dick right there against your thigh, so close to that living heat. Dick spends a few useless moments both enjoying his situation and wondering if he's supposed to be enjoying his situation.] You're amazing. [He'll kiss your bicep and up your shoulder to your throat, hands moving over the safe territory of your back and ass.]

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Mm, so you admit it. [Jason sounds amused. Zie squirms a bit at the touching -- not trying to get away, just... in the way that one can't help moving for more contact.]

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Never denied it. [He nuzzles at your throat and face, kissing you softly. He's encouraged by the squirming. One of his hands works around to stroke your stomach, going up only as far as the very bottom of your breasts, down to rub the tops of your thighs.]

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[Jason gasps softly at the touching and pulls Dick closer, kissing along his jaw and throat, and moving up to nip at his earlobe.]

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Mmm... [Dick arches his body against yours, bending his neck back for you.] Jason...

[He's content to make out for a while, even as achingly hard as he is. You feel so good and warm and real in his arms. He'll drag his fingertips along the bottom of your breast, experimentally.