gigadevilbreaker | Imeeji

[it feels... weird.

and griffin's exclamation gets him to stop.]

... What?

[He has to force himself to relax again, even if pure embarrassment was burning through him. Awkwardly, he rests a hand on Jason's chest - it's okay, it's fine.]

Y-you just... look so different.

[This FEELS so different.]

[he considers this for a second, granting himself out loud,]

This feels different.

...Yeah.

[He pulls his legs in a little, self conscious at being the only naked one in this conversation. Exposed. Was this bad? It didn't feel bad... It felt new?]

[there's a pause as he notices what he's doing, notices the self consciousness in his body language.

he offers a half grin, somewhat awkward around the edges.]

What do you want?

[he asks as he leans down to kiss his shoulder, his hand trailing up the inside of his thigh to his cock.]

[The grin does as much as his touch to ease Griffin, as he tries to steel himself from shivering (unsuccessfully) at the wandering hand.

Mustering up some bravado, he remarks with a tug at Jason's belt,]

I'd like to not be the only one with his dick hanging out, for one.

Caught me.

[he teases lightly.

but that does pull him back again, as he has to work through getting his pants off-- part of why he was avoiding it, because of the full separation it required.

but he can work quickly.]

Phft. You're lucky you're still hot without the scars.

[Brash teasing was. More familiar territory. He took refuge in it, knowing that not everything was weird and new.

Fondly, despite his bashfulness, he leans in to plant a light kiss on Jason's lips as he strips, encouraging him to close that distance once he was done.]

You paid for this plastic surgery.

[he counter teases, but now completely naked. that wasn't what was setting him off, just... he can take comfort in the banter.]

Actions have consequences, blah blah blah.

[he closers the distance again, pressing skin against skin.]

Satisfied?

Not even remotely.

[He drags Jason's face in close for a kiss, hungrier this time - pulling him down with him onto the bed. His legs still betrayed an insecurity in the way they were turned inward, shy - but his cock was definitely twitching with want.]

[this definitely still didn’t feel like them, and it was hard for Jason to place his finger on why. Until that kiss, and it clicks into place. Whatever he thinks about his ability to be some sort of soft, comforting presence (which he would be the first to say he was bad at), it wasn’t exactly what they wanted from each other.

And so he leans into that kiss, upping his aggression, biting his lip to remind him that he was leading.

His hand stops with the soft touches, jerking him roughly.]

Hey.

[The hard jerk makes him gasp, just as the teeth on his lip made him moan in the back of his throat. He liked the soft, Jason - but this felt so much more familiar.

His eyes flutter closed for a moment, and his hands on Jason's face soften into a caress of submission. Consider him duly reprimanded, then. If Jason felt confident enough to lead, even back to old grounds, then he'd follow.

Dark blue eyes open to meet ice blue, a flicker of a challenge back in them.]

Go on.

Edited 2020-02-13 18:22 (UTC)

You owe me.

[what he owes him, he’s not being clear on yet. But his free hand grasps Griffin’s, punning it to the bed]

Oh?

[Said with taunting innocence - as though he didn't know what the pinning of his hand was implying. He wanted to hear Jason say it. His heart was already racing.]

Jog my memory.

Don’t bullshit me.

[a simple reply. But he kind of wanted to drag it out of him.]

I endured getting tied up for you. Think it’s time you pay it forward.

[said as though it hadn’t been promised. And as though it didn’t bother him. But already, he felt more confidence in this positioning, with his hand jerking him off on one side and pinning him on the other.

This was ultimately something they both craved and could give each other.]

[A surge of heat flared up in him, and his breathing hitched-- he squirmed, reactively, under Jason's rough hand. Even still, the corners of his mouth prick upward in anticipation.

He wasn't resisting. There was only trust in his eyes, even as he dared,]

Make me, then.

[he smirks. And his hand drops from his dick, and reaches out to grab the shirt griffin tossed away earlier. He jerks his hand back and then pins it, his other hand reaching to grab the last free hand.]

Okay.

[he then wraps his shirt around both wrists, quickly starting to tie his wrists together.]

Don’t get too excited.

[Griffin's breaths are sharp, instinctively defiant as his wrists are bound, and he doesn't break his gaze from Jason the entire time - even as gold thrums in the colour of his eyes in growing intensity.]

And why's that?

[he looks him dead in the eyes as he finishes the tying, more effectively than he had any right to be.

And he just smiles lazily, his eyes flash from their icy blue to a notable red.

And suddenly, that arousal Griffin was already feeling? It’s like Jason turned the dial from a 5 to an 11, and left it there.]

You want me to answer that seriously?

[and then he pulls back, going to grab his pants, pulling out the belt from their loops.]

[Sorry. Griffin couldn't hear anything Jason just said. Instead it felt like a pit had opened up beneath him and he was falling, so fast and hard that his skin was on fire, burning up in orbit, with stars exploding in his eyes.

His erection was so hard, it hurt. Without even realizing how loud his cries were, his chest was heaving with desperate, pitched gasps, dying for relief that only Jason could give him. He couldn't even hide the fact that he was struggling to break free, and he tries to get up, to get his legs around him, to kiss him, anything. PLEASE.]

[the belt was insurance-- and afforded him an opportunity to really observe griffin. he knew this was cheating, but also... he knew how good it felt. so he can only feel mildly like a hypocrite. and as he observes the ways Griffin's body shifts and twists, he knows what he needs to do.

It's without even thinking about it, without considering what the effect this would have on himself that his eyes flash red again, and he pulls himself back to Griffin, his lips connecting with his, greedy, hungry, seeking out that taste of him.

his hands push his legs apart.

there will be no locking around him. not yet.]

[The kiss muffles the moan in his throat, but it's not enough - he's arching his body into Jason's for more, pressing skin into skin, his lips hungrily devouring without restraint.

Every touch gets a soft whimper as he longs for more. His legs open eagerly, as wide as they can go for him, anything he wants. Is it his ass? He'll even angle his hips for you to get inside him, god.]

[he pulls away from his lips, allowing for some separation between the two of them, but definitely not much. because being separate from him was-- way more uncomfortable than he thought it'd be a moment or two ago.

but it's only for a moment, as he leans back, and then-- places his mouth over his cock, his tongue swirling around the skin-- and then he sucks him in.

how was that, for skin on skin.]

[Griffin jerks after him when he pulls away, only held back by the restraints. Fuck. It was so much worse like this, when he wanted Jason so badly, to touch him back, to hold him, and he was so helpless. The yearning was enough to make him light-headed.

But Jason's mouth plummets him back down to earth with a heavy groan.]

O-oh fuck, Jason. FUCK...

[He buries his face against shoulder, unable to do more than gasp in the throes of heat. It took all his self control not to try and face fuck him to get his release. There was no way he could last, not like this.]

[that was the kind of reaction that was music to his ears. there's a distant feeling of nervousness, overwhelmed by how much her wanted to make Griffin scream his name. in that way that he always did, that made it feel special.

he even 'hmm's lightly, letting the vibration in his throat carry as much as he possibly could.

enough to make sure Griffin felt it.]

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