He looks down, his forehead pressing against Astarion's shoulder. He wraps an arm around him, sitting up onto to kiss him, letting himself simply exist.
It doesn't take long. He's not trying to draw it out. He draws in a breath, fingers digging into Astarion's back.
Astarion is pumping him hard and fast, no interest in teasing him, focusing
all his attention where he's most sensitive. He kisses him over and over,
light and deep in turns, just brushing their mouths together before
thrusting his tongue between his lips.
He feels no less hungry for his pleasure than he is for his blood.
Face flushed, Jacob meets his gaze for one moment, just a single heartbeat, and he kisses him with a shudder as he spills himself into his hand. The screen now is nothing but nonsense noise and flickering lights in the background. Every explosion is dulled, the sound of vehicles muffled.
Jacob's moans are lost to the kiss, and he starts to relax, bit by bit.
Astarion smiles as he draws away, delicately licking the mess off his
fingertips - less out of any attempt at eroticism and more because he
doesn't have a handkerchief on his person.
He waits until they're more or less decent and he kisses him fully, resting his hand around his waist. "Yeah? Stay with me tonight. We'll have dinner. I'll give you a taste. We can watch a real show. Maybe I'll fuck you after," he mutters, brushing past his ear. "Or during."
He's grown bolder with him, more willing to actually voice his thoughts, knowing that Astarion usually doesn't mind or shy away. Even his words of rebuttal don't sting as they once did. Maybe this is trust, Jacob muses. Maybe this is what it starts out as.
"It certainly makes it less complicated to engage in a little exertion.
Can you swim?" he asks, as they pass a window looking out over the expanse
of glittering ocean.
Astarion's mouth pinches and he moves to pull away altogether - but Jacob
is already shifting closer, and it stops him from getting into any
self-defensive snits.
"Eh, it's a cultural thing maybe. An Earth-in-my-time thing. I only see it in old movies when the guy and his girl are strolling along some road together, all happy and - " 'In love' is what he was going to say, but he's not pushing that particular button, even in the context of a hypothetical. "- uh, and together. They always dress up, so - fancy."
He rolls his eyes. "Yeah, I fucking knew you'd come back with that." He gets a playful nudge at that as they reach his cabin. Or rather, the cabin he's taken for himself.
"And you can stay right here if you want. Whatever we are, it ain't nobody's business but ours."
"Don't encourage her," he snorts, unlacing his boots and leaving them by the door. He flips on the lights and Mae looks up, tail wagging.
Jacob hadn't brought much from the barge - some spare clothes, food and treats for Mae just in case, and his own stash of protein powder that he keeps in a worn backpack on the floor. A small DVD player sits on the lesser-used pillow on the bed.
He takes his gun from the holster and sets it on the dresser, giving Mae a scratch as he does.
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Date: 2024-09-27 06:35 pm (UTC)It doesn't take long. He's not trying to draw it out. He draws in a breath, fingers digging into Astarion's back.
"Like that, fuck, don't stop."
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Date: 2024-09-27 06:44 pm (UTC)Astarion is pumping him hard and fast, no interest in teasing him, focusing all his attention where he's most sensitive. He kisses him over and over, light and deep in turns, just brushing their mouths together before thrusting his tongue between his lips.
He feels no less hungry for his pleasure than he is for his blood.
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Date: 2024-09-27 06:49 pm (UTC)Jacob's moans are lost to the kiss, and he starts to relax, bit by bit.
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Date: 2024-09-27 06:58 pm (UTC)Astarion smiles as he draws away, delicately licking the mess off his fingertips - less out of any attempt at eroticism and more because he doesn't have a handkerchief on his person.
"Just what I wanted," he murmurs.
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:05 pm (UTC)"Well."
A teasing smile, before he looks away to do the same.
"It'll do for now. Who knows what I'll want tomorrow?"
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:19 pm (UTC)He's grown bolder with him, more willing to actually voice his thoughts, knowing that Astarion usually doesn't mind or shy away. Even his words of rebuttal don't sting as they once did. Maybe this is trust, Jacob muses. Maybe this is what it starts out as.
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:25 pm (UTC)Astarion's smile grows broader, pleased - genuine, in a way that feels fragile and new on his features.
"I think I would like that very much, Jacob."
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:34 pm (UTC)"Now that we have better prospects - fuck this movie."
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:38 pm (UTC)"Indeed. Just - loud noises and trees the wrong colour," he sniffs, rising to his feet and stretching a little. "Lead the way."
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-09-27 07:46 pm (UTC)"It certainly makes it less complicated to engage in a little exertion. Can you swim?" he asks, as they pass a window looking out over the expanse of glittering ocean.
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:55 pm (UTC)He glances out the windows. "You been in the water? Still doesn't hurt you, even an ocean like this ."
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Date: 2024-09-27 07:57 pm (UTC)"Not this water," he says. "Not yet, anyway. I've...tried swimming a little in the pool, but I hardly have your lifetime of practice."
He's working up to it? Kinda? It looks nice but he also doesn't want a sea monster to eat him?
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:00 pm (UTC)"So if you go, I'll come with. Save you from 'em," he adds more playfully.
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:06 pm (UTC)"Good," Astarion says, with feeling. "I have encountered more than enough tentacles in my lifetime already."
After a moment, he lets go of Jacob's hand in favour of slipping his hand through the crook of his elbow.
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:12 pm (UTC)He looks down to their arms and laughs. "What, are we fucking strolling now?"
But he walks a little closer to him anyway.
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:16 pm (UTC)Astarion's mouth pinches and he moves to pull away altogether - but Jacob is already shifting closer, and it stops him from getting into any self-defensive snits.
"...Not if you'd prefer not to."
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-09-27 08:21 pm (UTC)"I've never known this to be 'fancy'," he muses, arching his eyebrows. "What makes it fancier than holding hands?"
Surely holding hands is more intimate, if anything? Is it less fancy to be more intimate?
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:38 pm (UTC)"I see," Astarion says, sagely. "Well, I can certainly keep my distance, if you'd rather nobody assume that I'm your girl."
He casts him a sidelong smirk.
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:41 pm (UTC)"And you can stay right here if you want. Whatever we are, it ain't nobody's business but ours."
He opens the door to find Mae snoring on the bed.
"Some fucking guard dog..." he mutters.
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:44 pm (UTC)Astarion laughs, a high quick giggle.
"Come now, darling. Are your wordly possessions really in need of protection right now? She's conserving her energy, that's all."
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:50 pm (UTC)Jacob hadn't brought much from the barge - some spare clothes, food and treats for Mae just in case, and his own stash of protein powder that he keeps in a worn backpack on the floor. A small DVD player sits on the lesser-used pillow on the bed.
He takes his gun from the holster and sets it on the dresser, giving Mae a scratch as he does.
"She's lazy is what she is," he says fondly.
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