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dontvotemeout ([personal profile] dontvotemeout) wrote2010-12-12 12:08 pm

Room 507, Sunday Afternoon

After spending Friday night sleeping in the labyrinth, getting to crash in his bed last night had almost been a treat for Jason. He hadn't bothered setting an alarm for this morning, figuring that after dealing with groping hands and violent goblins he deserved to sleep in a little, so he hadn't been awake all that long even though the morning had long since passed. When he'd woken up, he'd found that fighting his way out with the others was finally taking its toll, and he was scratched up and sore enough that just staying in bed for a little while longer seemed like a great idea.

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[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-13 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
That was definitely close, but Jason wouldn't hear a complaint about it from Nico. "I think you're already on the way to making that work for you." Especially since Nico was all about reaching his hands out to find Jason's thighs under the blanket.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-13 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think I could manage even pretending to mind," Nico answered, his muscles tensing at the warm touch as if to prove his words.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"You might get your second time being right out of it," he realized, his own hands getting a feel for what sort of pants Jason slept in.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, so it's an awesome idea," he agreed, leaning forward with a smirk for that tease. "And very original." And, as far as Nico could remember, this was the first party where he'd gotten felt up.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Both things being fun for him, Nico took the opportunity to slide his hands around to grope Jason's ass. What better way to show his appreciation for Jason's straddling position.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Now that showed some appreciation, and Nico leaned in to try and deepen the kiss. Jason had promised him a party, after all, and he thought that should include a little tongue.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
Nico would help with that, but he'd just started getting a taste of Jason and he wasn't quite ready to give it up. Besides, making Jason work for the shirt removal seemed like a good plan. For the moment.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Oh how the warmth of Jason's hands sent shivers through Nico's skin. He couldn't have stopped the pleased noise he made in response if he'd cared to try, though it did make him feel the need for a little more skin contact and his hands slipped up Jason's back, tugging his shirt along with them.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
If he knew, Nico would tell Jason that everything he did was special, making him want more and more. His hands pressed harder against Jason's back, feeling the strength there and finding the shirt flopping over his arms kind of annoying. He broke the kiss slowly, finding it difficult to pull away completely.

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Nico snickered, tugging at Jason's shirt. "Because I was thinking all of your clothes are in my way."

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Nico helped drag his shirt over his head and cast it aside before his hands slid down Jason's chest and stomach in search of the waist of his pajamas. "Unless you were hoping to keep them on..."

[identity profile] deaths-demigod.livejournal.com 2010-12-14 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Way to work the underwear look," he remarked, eyes surveying the exposed hotness that was Jason. It only took Nico a moment to remember he should be doing something and he lifted his own hips to tug his jeans off and knock them to the floor.