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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 3:52 pm
There were long seconds between his knock and any kind of response, just enough to make a little knot of nervous tension start in Jordan's chest; then there was a faint murmur of familiar voices, and then the door opened, Rep on the other side, looking a little wild and disheveled before his expression melted into pure hot invitation. Jordan forgot to breathe for a moment.
He slipped quickly into the room, his eyes gravitating to Harrison, who leaned against the wall in much the same state; damn, Jordan thought dizzily, if that wasn't a good way to make the logical, rational parts of his brain go crashing offline. He glanced briefly around the room and up to the ceiling. Cameras? Probably. This was the labs building, after all. Look at all this not caring he was doing.
He hooked his fingers into the collar of Rep's shirt and tugged, urging him along as he stalked across the room to Harrison. "Start the party without me?" he grinned.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 6:23 pm
Harrison wrapped around Jordan, taking him up in a grateful, hungry kiss. Sleeping beside Jordan had been one thing. One long, torturous thing that might have gone somewhere sooner rather than later if Jordan didn't have the patience of a Saint and the bunny ears hadn't left him feeling like he'd been kicked in the nuts. All month. All month they'd been next to each other almost every night and behaved.
Being left against the wall had felt like half a year. Harrison practically hung off of Jordan's lips, touching and tasting and feeling. Hello. No. No. Wait. Game plan.
He straightened, getting strict control of himself before answering.
"Party just got here. You and me, we got catching up to do."
He left one arm around Jordan. He grinned at both of them.
"I want to start with page 10, then a little of page 3, then the crossed out one on page 5..."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 12:18 am
Rep was dragged along by the collar in Jordan's wake without even a fraction of resistance, the way he was just grabbed all the more irresistible.
He looked on with utter vicarious delight as with a kiss the other two said Hi without needing so much as the burden of words. And with a toothy grin he joined them, slinking his own arm around Jordan and lazily nuzzling a cheek against him from behind in that very feline sort of way he tended to do. His other arm sought out Harrison. Both of them here, and all of them alone. Yes.
As Harrison spoke up, he paused in his affections giving the other man a very strung out grin back. Excitement and anxiety mingled in ways he hadn't even though of before at the thought that this was it. A sudden thrumming thrill of adrenaline hit him in waves. This was what he'd most feared and looked forward to for ******** months and he gave it just a bit of thought, kissing along the edge of Jordan's throat lazily, up to his ear before replying in a very distracted husky tone.
"Fine with me. I'm a very ******** willing learner."
He smirked distantly. "And I think I've been denied long enough I could swing the whole ******** book."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 1:17 am
********, he'd really missed being able to kiss Harrison properly. Carefully restrained moments in the dimness before sleep just weren't the same. Jordan leaned into the kiss. Hi. Missed you. As Rep joined them, Jordan made a small humming sound of satisfaction, something tense in him relaxing now that they could all be together, given a little privacy to touch, if only for a little while.
"Oh, we're going to get creative?" he asked as Harrison outlined his plans. "I support this idea," he added, and leaned back against Rep as the other Sun kissed along the side of his neck; he turned a little to catch Rep's mouth in an equally involved kiss, a better greeting.
The warmth of their bodies was distracting in the best way. He wasn't quite sure how to do this, where to start, having studied the booklet in somewhat less detail, but he was pretty sure they could manage. He was also pretty sure that there was too much clothing still involved in this equation. He drew back from the kiss and smirked wickedly at Rep, then freed one hand to find the zipper pull at the neck of Harrison's coverall, toying with it briefly before tugging downwards.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 1:51 am
"Nothing too fancy, just like I said 10, and 3, and mmm-" He leaned against Rep while Jordan toyed with his collar, "Or whatever you guys-"
There was a distinct unzipping noise.
That jumpsuit zipper really went all the way down. There was a rush of cold air, and the medical mess where they had magicked him back together was exposed. Sutures and stitches had left a spider-thin Morse code of white dots and lines. His belly button had been sawed in half. Landmarks were tough and marred from being forced back together. Everything had healed up, but it hadn't left him with a lot that was still symmetrical.
"Heh," Harrison laughed, a little sadly, pulling the fabric closed with one hand. Jordan already knew, and it wasn't like Rep had never seen him with his shirt off. But it was different in an intimate setting. "Maybe we ought to get the lights first."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:32 am
He couldn't tell where the anxiety ended and arousal began, everything was completely tangled up in an overwhelming knot of terror and need and he didn't even know where to begin organising it. The kiss helped though, it definitely helped. The anxiousness receded enough to emotionally steady himself in the wake of it, still breathless, but less tense. Creative was scary. All of this was scary. It was all he could do to trust.
The sound of the zipper caught his attention too, taking in the view of Harrison with a relaxed and casual sort of interest. He'd traced fingers over those contours and scars and that was all he could think about as he eyed the other man, desire and that usual primitive overwhelming want tugging at their mental chains. He blinked and frowned in disappointed irritation as he covered himself up.
"The lights?" he stated in evident disappointment before he could stop himself.
And then he thought about having to deal with himself in a similar situation. All the anxieties came slithering back. Maybe the lights were a good idea.
"Maybe. I guess. If that's what.."
He trailed off, words were too ******** complicated.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 1:03 pm
"No, don't," Jordan said, and caught at Harrison's hand, pulling him close and bending his head to kiss along the line of one of the scars that seamed Harrison's chest. "It's okay, just let me - it's okay," he repeated, and traced along the lines of the scars with his fingertips, not flinching away.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:13 pm
"Well, yeah, but he hasn't-" he inhaled, relaxing some under Jordan's hands. Jordan had some torso scarring of his own, and Harrison had been too drunk to be self-conscious the first time they were together. Rep was going to see eventually, he guessed. If it made s**t awkward...hell. He just wasn't going to think about it too hard.
"Okay, okay. I believe you. I give."
Harrison reluctantly shrugged his shoulders out of the jumpsuit. He didn't stray far from Jordan, keeping his body half-hidden.
"It's not exactly pretty," he apologized, and turned concentrative efforts towards justice. "Alright, Professor," he laughed, finding Jordan's zipper too. "Fair's fair. I'm not going to be the only one topless, here."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:33 pm
Rep could only quirk a brow slightly in bafflement, still not sure what was even the matter with Harrison. He had a slight twinge of guilt that he couldn't really place as he considered the possibility he had something to do with it. Maybe he'd been staring too hard or something, he wasn't even sure. It was difficult for him to even consider a reality where there could be any shyness or shame involved with the body he'd just got a glimpse of, so he was left confused but not about to ask for clarification. After all, he'd already lost his last attempt to speak coherently pretty miserably, he didn't want a repeat. So he stayed silent.
The moment of feeling completely lost seemed to pass anyway, and he stepped back, unhooking his arms a bit from Jordan to make Harrison's job all the easier. It was really ******** hard not to stare, but doing so made him feel even more uncertain and awkward. He was thinking too much again, he was sure.
He was so totally out of his depth.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:57 pm
"It doesn't detract," Jordan said, smiling faintly. He leaned back against Rep to let Harrison get at his zipper more easily, one hand reaching back to cup the nape of Rep's neck, fingers threading into long red hair.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 6:55 am
"Yeah, yeah."
Harrison didn't believe him, but the lie was a nice one. He rolled the zipper down until it caught where Jordan's jacket was tied around his waist, then undid the loosely-knotted sleeves with one hand.
He kissed Jordan's neck as he trailed his fingers happily along the the ripple of abs, thumbing the scar that could almost be a sash the way it ran shoulder to hip.
"Want to help me with Rep's?"
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 7:46 am
Jordan he'd seen, that almost elegant scar committed to memory long before he'd even realised how he felt about the other man, the memory of it under his fingertips likewise vivid. Goddamn, even through the anxiety it was hard to focus.
As the attention turned to him he froze and did a very good impression of the deer in the headlights expression from Antarctica.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 9:09 am
A swell of self-consciousness surprised Jordan as Harrison touched him; he'd really never been shy about his body, but in this charged atmosphere he was hyper-aware of how his skin felt, the light contact defining something he couldn't quite find words for. He shrugged out of the coverall's sleeves with a slight startled shiver, trying to shake the unaccustomed feeling. New, and maybe not unpleasant, but he didn't want to think about it, to analyze it, not now.
He turned to Rep instead, and realized that Rep was wearing that spooked expression again, the one that said that he was hovering on the edge of freaking out, need and want fighting with habit and longtime conditioning; Jordan paused and slipped his arm around Rep's waist, sliding a hand up along his back, under his shirt. You okay? He didn't ask aloud; forcing it into words might be too much right now. Instead he rested his forehead against Rep's, catching his eyes and just smiling.
He held his other hand out to Harrison, silently asking; this wasn't him-and-Rep or him-and-Harrison, but all three of them. Please?
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 4:07 pm
Harrison didn't really register the difference between spooked and gawking, but the way Jordan softened was easy enough to understand.
He left the shirt alone, for now. His arms fit naturally around both of them.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:32 am
As Jordan slipped an arm around him, Rep no longer had the possibility of escape. A barely heard sigh of relief was the only initial outward sign just quite how important this was. He didn't have to make the choice to bolt or stay any longer, staying was easier and the hand on his back, against his skin was electric.
He met Jordan's gaze and seemed to relax just a bit, unspoken. He was okay now. He just needed to stop thinking so much. He smiled back gratefully.
Harrison there too, he'd wanted both of them like this for what felt like an absurd amount of time. He slunk his own arms about them, slightly calloused hands from too much time wielding an oversized axe walking fingertips across bare skin. Oh he could get used to this.
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