You give me too much credit... [and is he a story-maker or mind-reader? Jase snorts, patting his cheek briefly as he adjusts the spray once more and pushes him gently under it] Come on.. less talk, more clean... [so he can avoid]
[Sam squawks a little as he's pushed back under the spray, and he quickly rinses his hair. He reaches out and pulls Jase over with him, reaching up to wash the suds away.] Well, I like you, so I'll give you all the credit I want. You want to tell me your secret now?
Yeah? [he thinks it's fairly obvious he likes him, too. After all, if the run of sopay water against the stickiness of both their bodies didn't prove that now.. nothing would.
He tipped his head a little as Sam worked over his head, humming] Mm? No secret.
[smirks a little at his bluntness and nods] Yeah... tell ya but then I'd have to kill ya type of thing, I'm afraid.
[he sighs as the shower's timing ends and slowly opens his eyes, wet lashes hanging droplets as he licks his lips and moves to draw away from him...] You know... it's pretty late. Why don't you stay? Or is that against the rules?
[He raises his brows with a grin.] Oh, really? Maybe I'll just make it my business to find out then. Now I'm curious.
[Sam reaches for a towel, drying himself off.] I make my own rules. It's a nice offer, though... [He looks up, water sliding down his face.] Can we have dinner?
[if only he knew how serious a statement it was... Jase nods, slicking his dark hair back a bit to let strands spike up over his eyes, amused] Sure. Work up your appetite, did I.
[Sam beams, stepping out of the shower to finish drying off. He heads back to the bedroom to grab his clothes.] Sex makes me hungry and sleepy. Right now I'm hungry.
I'll eat whatever. I prefer something green and low carb, though. It takes work to keep these abs. [He slips his jeans on, then his shirt and hoodie, before following Jase.] Do you want me to get you some clothes? I don't mind going through other people's closets.
I feel good like this, for now... [a casual shrug of his shoulders as he opens the cupboard for a bowl in which to crack eggs into.. a half-open bag of veg on the counter, with cheese] Salad for you, and ommelette for me. Unless you wanna join me.
Just a little omelette for me. [He grabs the bag and dumps some of it onto a plate, going to the fridge in search of dressing.] So tell me, are there any clues to your deep, dark secret in your house?
You're welcome to poke around.. look liek you've been itchin' to. [he chuckles, setting an appropriately small ommelette onto his plate and nodding]
Second shelf. Now I better go get some clothes... you okay for a while?
[ha. He'll bet. Exploring is better when alone. Jase retreats after another brief scuffing of damp blonde hair, towel tugged free just as he turned into the bedroom again...]
i think these two should have a verse, what says you? :)lormenariJanuary 3 2012, 19:40:38 UTC
Thanks. [Sam grabs the dressing and pours a tiny amount on his salad.] Yeah, I'll be fine... [He notices Jase is naked as he goes to the bedroom, and Sam takes a bite of his egg, grinning as he opens the cupboards and drawers, finding ordinary kitchen stuff. He goes to the living room next, poking around curiously for anything out of the ordinary.]
good god yes! YES! >333killsonthe_slyJanuary 3 2012, 19:44:50 UTC
[Jase smiled at the telltale sounds as he tugged the hem of a dark grey shirt over his body, jeans hanging loose from the cut of his hips because he was sans belt for now...
He wanted to unwind and relax, and good food would help that. The company, though he was unused to it.. wasn't unwelcome. He was at his ease.. for Sam wouldn't find much. And he always had a story handy] Any luck? [he asked of his snooping guest, returning through to him]
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He tipped his head a little as Sam worked over his head, humming] Mm? No secret.
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[he sighs as the shower's timing ends and slowly opens his eyes, wet lashes hanging droplets as he licks his lips and moves to draw away from him...] You know... it's pretty late. Why don't you stay? Or is that against the rules?
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[Sam reaches for a towel, drying himself off.] I make my own rules. It's a nice offer, though... [He looks up, water sliding down his face.] Can we have dinner?
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Second shelf. Now I better go get some clothes... you okay for a while?
[ha. He'll bet. Exploring is better when alone. Jase retreats after another brief scuffing of damp blonde hair, towel tugged free just as he turned into the bedroom again...]
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He wanted to unwind and relax, and good food would help that. The company, though he was unused to it.. wasn't unwelcome. He was at his ease.. for Sam wouldn't find much. And he always had a story handy] Any luck? [he asked of his snooping guest, returning through to him]
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