Situations (Jory/Jamie)

[jamie]

Jamie winced. He tried not to imagine the needle going through him, but it seemed like the harder he tried to not think about it, the more he did think about it. "Okay, okay you win!" He declared with a little laugh. "I won't do it." He said softly as he realized how close those big blue eyes were. He found himself getting lost in them.

((Sorry...someone was hogging the computer...))

[Jory Addison]

"Good," Jory said, smiling as he examined Jamie's face so close to him. He let his hands move, one sliding up Jamie's arm to link their fingers together, while the other settled low, light on Jamie's knee. "I knew I'd win," he teased. "But you'd look hot with one." He wouldn't make Jamie do it, but it was good blackmail to get him to take back the idea of shaving.

((lol, it's okay))

[jamie]

Jamie shook his head. "No way." He said firmly. "I wouldn't even know what to get." He said as if that were the only thing holding him back. It was true, though. Just the thought of getting a piercing terrified him so much that he didn't think about it...until now. He tried to push the thought of it out of his mind, but he couldn't and it only made him wince once more.

((this is ridiculous. i only threw popcorn at her because she was hogging the computer again. >.< ))

[Jory Addison]

Jory brought a hand up and lightly touched Jamie's eyebrow before letting the subject drop. He wasn't without his limits, no matter how good he thought Jamie would look with an eyebrow piercing. His hand dropped back to its previous position before he took a short kiss. It immediately made him remember just how much he missed contact like that, and a moment later he had leaned in for another.

((I disappeared that time >.<))

[jamie]

Jamie couldn’t suppress a wide grin as it spread across his face. His hand found its way to the back of Jory’s neck, his fingers brushing against his soft skin. He tilted his head and leaned into the kiss. Jamie let his lips part and his tongue into Jory’s mouth, exploring it lightly.

[Jory Addison]

Jory was so glad for the kiss, and he returned the explorations eagerly. He moved a hand up to slide his fingers through Jamie's definitely-not-too-long hair. It felt good to be kissing Jamie, who was so much everything he could have asked for, well, minus a tattoo or piercing or two. The light touch at his neck sent chills racing up and down his spine.

[jamie]

Jamie's fingers trailed around his neck lightly and his hand slid down the front of his chest. His hands rested on Jory's hips for a brief moment before roaming again. He deepened the kiss. He loved being with Jory, loved the physical contact. It was different than anything else he had known. His kisses broke away from Jory's mouth and tralied down his next softly.

[Jory Addison]

Jory sighed at the change of the kiss' focus. His own hands started moving, trailing over lines and dips that he hadn't had the chance to memorize just yet. He hoped he would have the time eventually, he wanted to be able to learn everything that Jamie liked. It felt so good to be touched like Jamie touched him.

[jamie]

Jamie shifted himself so he could lean into the kiss even more. His hands slipped under Jory's shirt and he let his fingers glide smoothly over the soft skin. The skin was warm to his to his touch as he pressed his lips against Jory's once again. He wasn't freaking out about it or having the usual panic attack. With Jory, it was different. There wasn't anything to be afraid of. It was comfortable and right.

[Jory Addison]

Jory let out a soft sound at the feel of Jamie's strong hands. It felt amazing, even though it was something so small and simple. And then Jamie was kissing him again and he focused on that, parting his lips to deepen it and urge it to move. He couldn't remember ever shying away from a kiss, he was much too easily swayed for something like that.