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Post by Lizzie on Oct 12, 2015 16:37:06 GMT
It had been some time since he'd been allowed this slow, gentle exploration. it had even been a while since he felt such a desire for it, but he did right then. With Eva everything had been hunger and letting her take what she wanted and possess what she willed. Occasionally he'd fight back against her dominance in bed, but he loved women who took charge, he liked her way. Still, the way jakoby let him lead, the way he relaxed in his arms and the sigh of his name... They were different even for the man he pressed deep kisses to. He was, as he said before, used to a whole other Jakoby...the kind of Jakoby who would end up naked in his bed and expect that to be a push of a move toward whatever this was.
Jordan supposed, in it's own way, it HAD been a push. He couldn't complain. The taste of the spice on the pale man's lips, The warmth of the strong arms around his neck and the feel of silken hair between his fingers was definitely something the Dj couldn't complain about. If he hadn't needed air, he would have let himself drown in the taste and those electric sensations of Jakoby's lips for the remainder of the night. Sadly, he was left with no choice but to pull back, but only enough to breath and to take in the look on the other's face.
He was sure that this might be different, in a way, for Jakoby. Maybe he didn't mind? Maybe it didn't bore him to 'take things slow' like some silly highschool romance. He chuckled a bit at the thought and brushed some of the dark hair behind the other man's pierced ear. "Did I tell you how beautiful you are? Like obnoxious Greek sculpture beautiful. Obnoxious because it just makes me want to kiss you all over again now that I know just how much I like it."
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Post by Shea on Oct 13, 2015 3:12:27 GMT
Jakoby wanted Jordan to keep kissing him, to keep running his fingers through his hair. He let out another sigh when the man pulled away, slow in opening his eyes to look at the man before him. A smile pulled at his lips, turning slowly in the smirk he usually had. "Greek sculpture beautful, huh?" He bit his tongue to keep from making a comment on those sculpture's lack of endowment, instead leaning up to press a brief kiss to Jordan's lips. "You haven't mentioned it before. Thank you," he smiled, fingers brushing over the short hair at the nap of Jordan's neck.
He wanted to kiss him again, wanted to drag him to bed and feel his weight covering him. There was a hunger, in the back of his mind, but he was better at controlling it than Evie. He took a long, shallow breath and loosened the hold of his arms, letting his hand slide over strong shoulders to rest against Jordan's chest. "You enjoyed kissing me," he stated, dark eyes curious. "What now?" Did Jordan want him to leave; think things over a little more while he was alone? Did he want him to stay? Jakoby wasn't sure if he'd be able to follow the man's wishes, at least not without an attempt for more, especially if the other man kept kissing him.
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Post by Lizzie on Oct 13, 2015 3:38:50 GMT
And that smirk was back. He actually kind of liked it. It made him ignore the other man's question for a moment and he dove in for one last, quick kiss. Well, the last before he worked out exactly how to answer him. Jordan didn't think he was ready for taking the chance and diving right in, not yet. A kiss was one thing, it was a great first step and it meant he had at least an 80% chance of liking sex with Jakoby. Still...it'd been one hell of a long time since he was left feeling completely unsure of what the hell he was doing. he didn't like thinking about it. he didn't like thinking about just how bad he could fumble the whole thing.
Still, he wasn't ready for him to leave. he really didn't WANT him to. "It's late." Jordan responded, finally, rubbing his hands over the other's upper arms. "Stay the night? Pretty sure Eva won't be too disappointed about this not going to plan if you at least stayed over." The black man chuckled, full lips pulling into a sideways grin. "Besides the fact that I want you to stay. But if I'm going to keep kissing you or be all up on you like this...I'm going to need a shower. You completely derailed my after work out routine with your stunt...not that I'm exactly complaining...."
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Post by Shea on Oct 13, 2015 4:03:59 GMT
Jakoby laughed, a rush of air through his nose, and leaned up to kiss Jordan again. "Yeah. She's been texting me every five minutes asking if things were going well or if you killed me. I should probably let her know I'm alive." He took a reluctant step away. "Go get your shower. I... need to calm myself down," he admitted with a sly smile. He moved away to the bag he'd set down beside Jordan's dresser. He hadn't know how things would go, but he'd packed a change of clothing just in case. He pulled his shirt off, looking over his shoulder. "I promise I'll have clothing on when you get back. But I'm not sleeping in jeans."
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Post by Lizzie on Oct 13, 2015 4:55:56 GMT
Jordan chuckled. It sounded like her, but he couldn't blame her. Still, as surprised as jordan had been, as long as it wasn't some stranger awkwardness and confusion should be about all they would have gotten. Well, if it had been matteo they would have had a long laugh about it after some fake flirty comments. Jordan moved to his dresser, shaking his head just thinking about it as he pulled a pair of boxer briefs from the top drawer.
"Well, I usually sleep naked but I'm making an exception tonight so there's no mixed signals so as long as you aren't free flyin', Jak, I don't care what you wear really...or what you don't wear." He rolled a shoulder and tossed a playful wink back at him before turning to walk into his bathroom. he didn't bother shutting the door more than halfway before he finished undressing. After all, Jordan knew his pup would just whine and cry if he shut the door, no matter which side he was on. he might be more inclined not to whine if there weren't two people here in different rooms, as it stood, Mercury would want to dart between them, making sure they both know, no matter what room they're in, that he's there and he cute.
Rubbing the puppy's head one last time, he called out to Jakoby. "Hey, did you eat? I can't remember if I asked." he waited for a moment, giving the man a chance to respond, before stepping into the shower.
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Post by Shea on Oct 13, 2015 14:54:00 GMT
"Haven't eaten," Jakoby called back, watching the man walk into the bathroom. There was that initial reaction to follow him, but he forced himself to turn away and pull clothes from the bag. Jordan wouldn't respond well, he kept telling himself. This was new to him and he was skittish. Sighing once he heard the water start, he changed out of his jeans and pulled on a pair of the short boxer briefs he'd brought. They didn't exactly leave much to the imagination, but, well. He'd rationalized that if he'd be changing clothes at all, it would have been because his and Evie's plan had gone the way they'd wanted.
He flopped on the bed, absentmindedly scratching Mercury behind the ears when the puppy curled up beside him. Evie was calling him now, and he answered with a lazy, "'ello, love."
"Oh my god, there you are! I was starting to think he'd killed you!" There was the sound of wind in the background, and Jakoby had to smirk.
"Are you on your way over here?" he asked, but he already knew the answer.
She hissed, irritated, and then, "You ass, you didn't respond. If things had gone WELL, I'd have heard from you an hour ago. The longer you took, the more I worried."
His eyes flickered to the bathroom door, and again he fought back the desire. "Not according to plan. We overestimated his interest. But I'm alive, love. Won't be home tonight, though," he said in way of apology. "I'll fill you in more tomorrow."
He heard her sigh and then, "Alright. I'll see you later. Love you, babe. Tell Jordan goodnight for me, yeah?"
He smiled, "I will, darling. Good night." He tossed the phone onto the bedside table, and sunk farther into the bed, letting his eyes close and willing away the slight stiffness that Jordan's kisses had left him with.
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Post by Lizzie on Oct 20, 2015 23:37:57 GMT
Jordan usually quite liked his afterwork out showers. They helped release the tension and relax him. Itusually took his time, as well...but not tonight. Tonight he was hyper aware of the man standing in his bedroom...a man whom he'd spent the better part of thirty minutes kissing. It seemed kind of rude just to leave him out there...not to mention he had to be hungry, right? Jordan had thought he heard him say he hadn't eaten.
So, much to his regret he rushed through his shower, barely taking the time to towel off before grabbing the sweats he wore around the house before bed and slipping into them. Jordan didn't bother with a shirt, having went without one many times around Jakoby and he'd spent a good part of tonight without one around him. With a soft chuckle he tossed his towel onto the hook and walked back out, making sure Jakoby was off the phone before he spoke.
"So, food? Anything you craving? I've got pizzas in the freezer, got some chicken thawed so I can make some pasta...it's way too damn late to order delivery." He lamented with a deep chuckle, admiring the set of Jakoby's shoulders and the way his hair fell over them and along his back. With a roll of his own shoulder he walked forward, resting a hand on the small of Jakoby's back, and leaned down to kiss his cheek near his ear. "Just about anything you suggest, I've got or can get."
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Post by Shea on Oct 21, 2015 0:18:58 GMT
Jakoby smiled, giving a soft shiver at the touch of Jordan's lips. "Evie says goodnight. And that she misses you." She hadn't actually, but he could tell from the longing in her voice. She'd die before she admitted it, but the woman missed and loved the man before him. She hissed and spit and cursed him when he teased her for it, but she wouldn't have stuck around for so long if she didn't truly care for Jordan. She used and she left. He'd been the first she'd craved more than sex from, and Jordan was the second. Watching how she danced around it, that way she had with him all those years ago, left him equally bemused and exasperated.
He leaned into the touch against his back, looking over the man's face. Gods above, he was attractive. The flutter in his stomach didn't scare him the way it did Evie. It didn't make him want to run. He just wanted to pull Jordan close to him and never let him go. He had fallen for Jordan even before Evie had, even though in the DJ's mind he was just Evie's other lover. From the minute he'd walked into the shop, Jakoby had wanted him
First for his body. And then his company. Now, he wanted to spend hours curled up in the man's arms, sharing kisses and laughter. He wanted to share his bed and his secrets. He wanted to comfort him when he hurt and make his good days better. He wanted so many things from and with Jordan. But instead of voicing any of that, he said, "Mmn, I'm alright with frozen pizza. Too lazy to cook tonight."
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Post by Lizzie on Oct 21, 2015 1:05:51 GMT
Jordan smiled his wide smile, his thumb rubbing against the warmth that rested beneath Jakoby's shirt. Something told him Jakoby wasn't saying everything that was on his mind, but maybe it was just something between Eva and him. "I somehow don't see her saying she misses me, but I do miss her. I missed hanging out with you, too. It's been ridiculous with work, you know...but I guess I figure it might not be quiet so bad. I didn't want to like, smother you guys or nothing." Some of his more simple insecurities seeped up and sapped into his elated mood. They WERE a couple and he was just a guest, so to speak. He pushed it down because, after all, Jakoby was right there and it didn't feel like he was just "a guest". Honestly, he felt good. He'd found Jakoby disturbingly attractive since he'd met him, after all those eyes of his were the first thing he noticed, even before he'd noticed Eva, but he'd felt so strange and unsure. Now? Now Jordan felt like he understood himself and knew that he felt genuine attraction for the other man. It had put his mind at ease and kissing him and just mixed it all up again, but only in the best kind of ways. The kind of way that made his head light like that first buzz after a few beers and all he could think about when they kissed was how nice Jakoby's lips felt, how warm his body was and even if it contrasted to the softness of Eva's body against him it felt right, like it was supposed to fit against his own. Just thinking about it, made him lean down and take another kiss, maybe to distract Jakoby from whatever was on his mind, or maybe just a selfish indulgence. Or both. When he pulled back he cracked another smile and let his hand slip from he man's back and knelt to rub the small whining pup before motioning to Jakoby to follow him as he went to put on something for them to eat.
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Post by Shea on Oct 21, 2015 2:05:12 GMT
Jakoby frowned softly. He knew Evie had a habit of making people insecure -- and usually for good reason. Did she make Jordan feel like he wasn't important? It was something he'd have to talk to her about. "Hey," he murmured, catching Jordan's gaze. "She might not say it, but she does. I know she's hard to read and likes to pretend she's this big badass that doesn't need anyone, but she does care. Way more than you'd believe." He'd spent more than a few months, himself, wondering if everything between her and him had been one sided when it'd all started. If he were being honest, it wasn't until they moved to this town and that he'd started to realize she truly loved him back.
But he wasn't going to focus on Jordan and Evie, or even himself and Evie, right now. He was here for him and Jordan, and when the man kissed him again he melted into it, sighing against his lips as he reached up to rest his palm against the side of Jordan's neck. It wasn't what he planned on happening tonight, but he was pleased Jordan hadn't just shoved him out. He might be even more sexual than Evie, but what he felt for the DJ wasn't just attraction. And the sweet kisses left him just as dazed as an orgasm.
His and Evie's kind didn't love easily, and most took to her way -- seducing and running. Most of them were terrified of committing, of falling in love, with a human. But he couldn't understand why, especially not when something as simple as the brush of Jordan's fingers against his back, or the tender kisses they shared, made his stomach fill with butterflies. He rose from the bed gracefully, following after Jordan. They made it into the hallway before he reached out to take his hand, pulling him gently to a stop. "Kiss me again," he said, but there was a plead in the tone. "One more kiss, and then we can get something to eat."
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Post by Lizzie on Oct 21, 2015 2:32:16 GMT
He gave a soft smile, shaking his head and assuring Jakoby that he didn't think she didn't care. He would have said more, but he didn't want to. He didn't want Jakoby to know the worry he felt that he was just the flavor of the year. It was easy to be that with most people. Jordan had never been one to be overly committal or clingy if he didn't feel that was what both he and the other person wanted. With the two of them, he was just human and he knew they'd been through a lot together, and through a number of lovers. He wasn't jealous or concerned about measuring up...just concerned about how he'd feel when he got to his expiration date with them.
When Jakoby stopped him, he was confused and turned to tilt his head at him but all that worry faded away when he saw the look in his eyes. There was something different, and the words that followed, the plead filled his veins with a fire, and his stomach did something he couldn't remember feeling for ages. Jordan didn't even need to think about it. He moved closer to him, cupping his cheek and puling him forward even as Jordan leaned into him and kissed him deeply. This was unsure, this wasn't mindless...not this time. This kiss was possessive, it was deep. It was full of that fountain of emotion Jakoby's unexpected plead had pulled from deep within him.
Jordan's arm went around him, holding him tight to him as his hand continued to cup his cheek holding him to him, guiding him into his kiss. Later he'd be ashamed just how little he cared about the pizza right then but, for the moment, he was so much more focused the taste, the feel of Jakoby. He didn't want to stop, he took only brief moments away from his lips, only a few seconds, as he took quick breaths before diving back in.
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Post by Shea on Oct 22, 2015 15:55:29 GMT
Jakoby wasn't expecting the reaction his request drew from Jordan. He watched the light in his eyes spark, the way the first flare of true desire lit up in his aura. Jakoby felt his eyes widened, but he leaned eagerly into the kiss, pressing close as the other man pulled them together. He didn't hesitate this time, arms reaching up to press against those broad shoulders before they looped loosely around his neck. A moan shook him, eyes fluttering as his own body responded. A look, a kiss -- and Jakoby's knees were weak.
He clung tighter, kissed him back harder; nipping at his lips, running his tongue over to soothe the sting. Everything right then was Jordan, his senses drowned in him. It wasn't the first time a human had made him react this way, feel this way, but it had been so long that he was left weak with it. Eating pizza was left forgotten as he let himself get lost in Jordan's arms and his kisses. He didn't want to move, unless it would bring Jordan closer to him. His chest ached, months of wishing of longing that had built up threatening to burst and overwhelm him.
He drew away with a gasp, a shiver shooting down his spine as he looked at Jordan's face. Their heated kisses had left his eyes lidded, his lips shining, and Jakoby bit down on his nature and lust. He wanted to push Jordan against the wall and sink to his knees. He wanted to beg the man to love him and never let him go. He wanted and craved and it hurt to deny himself. But he did; forced a deep breath and cracked a weak smile. "You're going to ruin me," he admitted to the air between their lips.
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Post by Lizzie on Oct 22, 2015 16:11:20 GMT
Jordan wasn't ready to pull away when Jakoby finally did. His tongue ran over his own kiss bruised lips, as his eyes looked on at Jakoby's. he looked good like that, flushed and chest heaving with those lips parted ever so much. He wanted to go slow, wanted to take his time and be sure he was ready for whatever else Jakoby and he, himself, wanted. Part of him was scared at his shear inexperience but god, that kiss had lit a fire in him and that moan did nothing to dowse that flame.
Everything about Jakoby in that moment only made him find him more and more attractive, more desirable...more appealing. he wanted him, he wanted that gasp again and that shiver just before goosebumps rose on the flawless, pale skin. As a finger trailed over swollen lips, he grinned all as his head swam. "Ruin you? I think it's you who has a plan to ruin me, Jakoby." He said his name deeper, more hungry than he could remember saying a name in a long time and damnit the hunger he felt right then was NOT for pizza.
"I was just going to make pizza, try to treat you right and like a gentleman but damn, shorty you make more than one thing hard." Jordan chuckled, leaning down and brushing away dark hair before pressing a kiss, slow and soft, to the ivory column of his neck. "You're so beautiful...this and every version of you."
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Post by Shea on Oct 28, 2015 20:36:06 GMT
He laughed, soft and nearly breathless. Jordan wasn't the only one affected by their heated kisses. He didn't think his request would have turned into this, or he -- possibly -- would have kept his mouth shut. He'd just wanted to feel Jordan's lips against his once more. As much as the man was worried about his inexperience in other areas, he knew how to kiss, and Jakoby was already addicted to them.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." He stopped as Jordan leaned down, waiting, a little unsure about his intentions until lips brushed his neck, warm and soft, and those sweet words fell over him. His eyelashes fluttered, head tilting as his nails dug into Jordan's broad back. A breathy, "Oh... !" fell from his lips, a sharp heat twisting in his stomach that made his entire body throb with want. "Oh, god," he shook as Jordan's lips moved over his neck, "please.."
He wasn't sure what he was asking for. He wanted to listen to Jordan's wishes; wanted to take things slow. But the ache made him want Jordan to never stop; to keep touching him and holding him, kissing him, until he screamed. He bit his lip, pressing closer to the human man.
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Post by Lizzie on Oct 28, 2015 22:33:55 GMT
Pleading, gasping and clinging.....those were many things he didn't ever see Jakoby doing before. He had always acted so cool, so composed and so in charge of his emotions but not now. In that moment he was losing himself in Jordan's arms and from such simple things, things Jordan had wanted to test, to give for a while just to see if it would fill him with that warmth and satisfaction he had imagined only a few times before. The satisfaction he did feel was more than he could have ever fathomed and his wrapped strong arms tighter around Jakoby's body and pulled him even harder against him while his lips assaulted pale flesh with wet kisses.
He wasn't sure, or even thinking, of where to go from here. All that Jordan could focus on was the warmth and those gasps and the way Jakoby trembled. One hand pressed between his shoulder blades, massaging the flesh there as much as it held him close, while his other hand moved lower to grasp the other man's ass. It hadn't been INTENDED to be sexual, but more so just a means to keep him close, to press him closer but he'd be lying if he said it didn't make a rumbling, pleased sound bubble up in his chest.
His own want was obvious, was apparent to them both, he was sure but his inexperience kept resonating in his mind. He wasn't a man who feared much at all, especially not with having a soul eater for a best friend, but he FEARED the needy pleas and lovely trill in the other's voice to turn to disappointment and regret. On some levels, he feared some of the same from himself. What if this burning need, this possessiveness....all faded? Humans were fickle and he knew, in some ways, he wasn't exempt from that...
Jordan pulled away, taking a breath. He needed to calm himself down, even if a little. When his eyes opened, he looked down at Jakoby and smiled, pulling that hand from his shoulder blades to brush dark hair from his face. Still,as fickle as humans were, something told Jordan that it'd be hard to just suddenly feel nothing for Jakoby, especially after realizing the emotion in the other's eyes. Jakoby didn't just want to fuck him, sure he was turned on and even those depths were full of need but there was something else there as well. There was something there in each kiss and each touch that made his stomach flip like it did when he fell too fast after rising so high on a roller coaster. It both excited and frightened him.
"I turn you down and then full on assault you in my livingroom. Guess you were half right about that push....but yknow." He stopped for a minute and worried a thick bottom lip. "You shoulda just told me what you were feeling. I could have to but, I think this woulda worked out a whole lot better if you didn't try to act like a smooth operator all the time." Jordan chuckled, leaning in to kiss him softly and sweetly. "But i've gotta slow down...wanna get a few more hundred kisses in before I disappoint you and scare you off for good."
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