Jason only grins more at the dissatisfied noise Peter makes; he does so enjoy winding him up, in many different ways. Their world seems to escalate and expand the more time they spend within it; at least, it feels that way to Jason. He can revel in the freedom to be himself, for a change, and to twine with Peter within the comforting folds of the love between them. Even if Jason can't name the the relationship between them out loud outside this room.
Jason wants to reply to Peter's statement with another tease, but the truth is that he can't, because he grows pink at his boyfriend's words. His heart stutters in his chest, and he finds himself nearly overwhelmed by all the affection loaded into just one, simple observation. He ducks his head for a moment, trying to compose himself. "As long as you think I'm beautiful, that's all that matters," he promises Peter, tucking some of his hair gone wild back behind his ear. "And you're a splendid sight, yourself, Peter."
Jason lets out a long, low noise caught somewhere between a gasp and a groan as their bare skin makes contact. Peter is so warm and firm beneath him; it makes Jason dizzy, the way he finds all sorts of emotions and sensations flowing through his senses. Peter meets his gaze, and Jason sighs around the dopey grin that appears on his face. For a moment, his love for Peter overcomes his own arousal.
"Peter," he replies, his own chest tight and full of all the words he wishes he could say, if only he could find the strength to give voice to them. And then Peter's kissing him, soft and sweet, and pulling him back down on top of him. Jason succumbs easily to the wanting, kissing Peter deeply and with more insistence than before. He starts to move his hips against Peter's, need for friction already beginning to build in him.
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Jason wants to reply to Peter's statement with another tease, but the truth is that he can't, because he grows pink at his boyfriend's words. His heart stutters in his chest, and he finds himself nearly overwhelmed by all the affection loaded into just one, simple observation. He ducks his head for a moment, trying to compose himself. "As long as you think I'm beautiful, that's all that matters," he promises Peter, tucking some of his hair gone wild back behind his ear. "And you're a splendid sight, yourself, Peter."
Jason lets out a long, low noise caught somewhere between a gasp and a groan as their bare skin makes contact. Peter is so warm and firm beneath him; it makes Jason dizzy, the way he finds all sorts of emotions and sensations flowing through his senses. Peter meets his gaze, and Jason sighs around the dopey grin that appears on his face. For a moment, his love for Peter overcomes his own arousal.
"Peter," he replies, his own chest tight and full of all the words he wishes he could say, if only he could find the strength to give voice to them. And then Peter's kissing him, soft and sweet, and pulling him back down on top of him. Jason succumbs easily to the wanting, kissing Peter deeply and with more insistence than before. He starts to move his hips against Peter's, need for friction already beginning to build in him.