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Moon rolls over on Jason's bed in the Circus, smiling as she watches him pulling on a pair of jeans. She's wearing one of his shirts, her feet kicking idly behind her, and she nuzzles the blankets. They smell most of Jason, a little of her, and she likes that.

"I want to come too," she says, her words muffled by the blanket. "I want to see what it's like."

It's an innocent curiosity, because Damian had said it was nothing like when she'd given her blood to Santino. She wants to see that, to watch, to understand what it is that Jason, Liz, and Nathaniel like so much and Richard and Anita rail against.

Date: 2009-09-01 08:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
When Moon's finger traces over his cock, he groans pleasantly, letting it melt into a low giggle.

"Who, me or Moon?" he chuckles, slurring slightly.

He makes the effort to raise his head to blink at the two of them, grinning stupidly. Blood loss doesn't really have this effect on him, but pair it with a good rolling from Jean Claude? He may as well have slammed two Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters.
"If you two decide to get it on, make sure someone at least jerks me off in the process."

Date: 2009-09-01 08:42 am (UTC)
masterofstlouis: (Smirk)
From: [personal profile] masterofstlouis
Jean-Claude has learned not to try to figure out Moon's cryptic statements. They always make sense in retrospect, rarely at the time.

But in response to Jason, he just chuckles and gives a little push in order to get out from behind the wolf. "To my eternal regret, I do have a great many things to attend to this night, so I will have to decline."

Date: 2009-09-01 08:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
Jason lets himself slump forward onto the bed, rolling enough to the side to watch Jean Claude get off the bed.

"Just like every other night," he says with an over-embellished sense of disappointment.

He blinks at Moon in confusion. "Wait, what?" Did Moon get to fuck Jean Claude before he did? Damn it...

Date: 2009-09-01 07:26 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] masterofstlouis
Jean-Claude checks himself in the mirror to make sure he hasn't stained his mouth or his shirt, and then looks at the two of them in the reflection.

"You kids have fun. Clean up after yourselves, and lock the door when you leave."

With that, he heads for the door to deal with matters far less enjoyable.

Date: 2009-09-01 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
"Thanks, Dad," Jason teases from the bed.

He dips his head far enough to kiss Moon lightly on the nose before snuggling up beside her, hands running idly up and down her hip, and yes he's pushing the hem of her shirt higher.

"So somehow in all this time fuckery you get to do Jean Claude?" He smirks, pulling her hips a little more firmly against his own. "Lucky bitch," he says, teasing.

Date: 2009-09-02 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
He chuckles low, sliding his hand up under her shirt. "Alright, keep your secrets. You know all these timelines are going to catch up eventually."

His fingers have found a nipple under her shirt and they begin caressing in small circles around it, coaxing it erect.

"But I've got a more immediate future on my mind at the moment."

Date: 2009-09-02 05:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
He catches her lips briefly, making her work for his kisses as his fingers tighten around her nipple. He wants to hear more of those soft whimpers.

"You want to bet on that? I bet I can tell you exactly what's going to happen in the next hour."

Date: 2009-09-02 05:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
His eyes roll back into his head when she finds his throat, hips arching to grind himself against her with an aroused curse. His fingers quickly forget their exploration under her shirt as his hands move firmly to her hips, pulling her on top of him as he rolls completely to his back.

It gives both his hands better access, and they waste no time in snaking back under her shirt. His throat vibrates under her lips with a soft growl. "Not pulling any punches, are you?"

Date: 2009-09-02 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
The pleased moan grows into an full-throated groan as he returns her kiss hungrily. She can rub all she likes, but he's already hard and straining against his jeans.

His hands wrestle for a moment with the fabric before he pulls his hands back out and starts to undo the buttons, the sharp, jerky movements ceasing only after the shirt is pulled from her arms and tossed to the floor. He slides his hands up her stomach to cup her breasts, kneading them as his mouth feeds at hers.

Date: 2009-09-02 06:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
He's entirely focused on her at this moment, his eyes shining almost possessively as he watches her body move over his. He gives a low chuckle at her whine and gives his hips a mild thrust upward.

"Do you want something?" he asks in a sultry growl.

Date: 2009-09-02 06:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
He raises his hips slightly to aid her, but he's content with keeping his hands busy at her breasts and letting her worry about his jeans.

"So I can watch you get all worked up over getting them off," he murmurs deeply.

Date: 2009-09-02 06:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
"No?" he asks, grinning as he gives one nipple a soft but quick tug.

She's quick to slide onto him, and it pulls a full-throated groan from him. "God, Moon..."

His hips arch slightly, making him shift inside her. His stomach muscles bunch as he raises his mouth to her breast, his tongue and teeth taking turns working over the soft skin there as his hands abandon their task to help guide her hips.

Date: 2009-09-02 07:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
He watches the sensations play across her face when he can tear his gaze from the sight of her squirming and slowly working his cock in and out of her.

He's usually the one on top, and while he enjoys that immensely, there's something to be said for watching her take her own pleasure from him.

He nuzzles his face between her breasts again. "Do you like this?" his voice is little more than a deep, vibrating growl.

Date: 2009-09-02 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com
He chuckles, nosing at her breast and drawing her nipple into his mouth once more. "I love watching you."

He leans back with a dark smile, hands splaying out and sliding over her chest and hips. "Faster...please; let me watch you come, Moon."

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