I have the sudden desire to introduce him to Kurt, and I'm not sure why.
[ Kurt is neither short nor a cat. Maybe it's the ears and tail implications. He doesn't know. He does go and sit on the couch, finally, because... he can't just stay standing indefinitely. Even if he kind of wants to. ]
No idea who that is, but as long as they can handle a cat with a sense of humor and energy who celebrates his god with drinking, I think it'll be fine.
[Which is not at all all that Festival is, but it was a decent enough summary. Esepcially when...well, he hadn't come here to talk about Fes, as ready and willing as he was to just start talking about his partner whenever.
Scott sits and Chris takes up the water again to have another sip before setting the rest aside for later.]
You ready? Anything particular you like or you want as little fuss as possible?
[ If he were a little less composed (or trained to be) and his eyes and area around it weren't so effectively hidden, he'd probably look pretty startled. Blinking, eyes widening stuff.
As it is he just goes silent and then- ]
You're doing me a favor. Whatever you want's fine. Including the pillow which you can steal from the couch and use however you want.
[That’s…fine, he supposes, for this. It’s not a scene, just something simple. A means to an end. Besides, Scott seemed like a reasonable man, if anything made him uncomfortable, he’d probably say something.]
Alright.
[He snatches one of the pillows and tosses it down by Scott’s feet, but leans down over him with a hand braced on the couch by his head.]
I might be doing you a favor, doesn’t mean it’s got to be unpleasant or unfun.
[He flashes a little smile and brings his free hand up to cup under Scott’s jaw as he leans in to press a kiss to his lips. It’s soft for the moment while Chris waits to see if it’s even welcome.]
[ Scott thinks, somewhat distantly, that he is really good to need a 'no touching above the neck' tattoo across his forehead. Except his hair would probably cover it and then people would try to brush it away to read it and defeat the purpose.
He's never realized how natural that is for people in intimate situations. Hasn't had enough of those with enough people, he supposes.
Instead he just gently, slowly and methodically moves Chris' hand down to his neck, before letting his own hand settle on Chris' shoulder.
Surprisingly - or not - once that's done he really is into the kiss. Okay, he's not super turned on by it immediately, there's a little tenativeness, but he perceptibly relaxes and unwinds, gets more confident and even goes to deepen it himself.
What? Affection - including kissing - is something he really, really likes. ]
[Chris can take a hint, at least, and is more than comfortable with keeping his hand where it's placed.
Especially when Scott starts leaning into the kiss himself. That was a good sign and Chris is more than happy to reciprocate. He pours his focus into the movement of lips and the slide of tongue as he slightly shifts their angle to press deeper. It's assertive, but not meant to overwhelm. What Scott gives, Chris matches.
His hand at Scott's neck slips down, idly touching over Scott's shoulder and chest with no particular goal in mind beyond contact. They could start simple, especially if it had Scott relaxing like he is.]
It's a relief, to be honest. It allows Scott to use the kiss as a grounding point, focus completely on it and not worry too much about 'taking the lead' in it, which requires a more active thought process. It keeps him more relaxed and just enjoy being touched.
It doesn't take long to get a soft, muffled, groan out of him, accompanied by his hands moving. Not in some dramatic way just less still and less quiet. Sliding his fingers up and down Chris' spine, letting his nails catch and drag lightly.
This? Is actually, almost to his surprise, really, really just nice. Good, even.]
[Oh, that's nice. He likes his back being touched. Well, he likes being touched in these sorts of situations anyway, but the small glide of pressure over his back sends small shivers through him. There's a small flicker in his mind, a recognition Scott was just fun to kiss, never mind anything else, but he sets that aside for later.
For now, he focuses on the kisses he leads them through, the alternating between gentle and something just a touch more hungry. His hand still on the back of the couch shifts to Scott's shoulder instead, something more grounding for himself to avoid sticking his fingers in Scott's hair like he's inclined to.
When he feels like Scott's more relaxed and he can feel the kiss-bruised soreness in his lips, Chris' wandering hand slips further and further down to trail across Scott's thigh, then further in to lightly brush between his legs.]
[ Somewhere between the... coaxing, alternating rhythm inside the kiss - heated, steadier, back again, and the careful lightness and drift of Chris' hand sliding up Scott realizes two things: 1-) He's being managed. 2-) What Chris was asking about was less 'how do you want your dick sucked' than providing him an opportunity to tell Chris how to be careful with him.
He should probably resent anyone this young being this careful with him.
He doesn't. If anything, he's impressed.
That would be different with one of His People, but it isn't for this.
He's even impressed, once he realizes, with Chris seeking him out to make the offer.
Those realizations happen quickly, and in no way translate to a pause in his reactions. There's a faint catch in his breath, and his fingers skirting up Chris' back one more time before loosely wrapping around his arm, where it's braced. Not moving him or stopping him, just giving himself an anchor point.
That realization actually adds a surge of heat to the touch and the kiss, has him more easily just letting his legs fall further apart and make room and resulting in his cock hardening. Makes it easier to shut down too much tought, somehow.
The noise he makes is a little strangled but that's mostly because he is both turned on, wants to groan and is trying to not almost... laugh at himself.
He gives Chris' arm a gentle squeeze. That he hopes is reassuring.
[ So, 1) Scott unwittingly owes him a pair of trouser, and 2) he accidentally hadn't considered whether the second half of the conversation is delicate, or whether he's worded it poorly to begin with. Best make a joke of it! ]
Logan. Naturally. I apologize if you'd rather I'd have saved you the headache of life with Deadpool, but I assure you I have my own faults.
I'm not upset at you, Kurt, and I'd probably get you killed or worse than killed in 2 weeks. that isn't the question. The question is why does Logan have opinions about who I am contracted to.
It's a bit of an unreasonable reaction, don't you think? I've told you that it wasn't a matter of Logan's speculating or wanting control over your situation. Why should it deserve retaliation, then?
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