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Good. The room was to themselves now, there was no pesky fallen angel to make things even more awkward. Though as Jason smiled at Solia, his girlfriend (he still couldn't believe it. Him, with a girlfriend. Just what is even), he noted her devious look, and his smile faulted. It was a look that spoke of one who was up to something evil, and wasn't sure if this bode well for him or not.

It didn't take long for him to find out what she had in mind.

Did he want it?
Dam straight he wanted it!

"Y-Yes!" Now if only Jason could sound more masculine and not on the verge of puberty from squeaking, he might be able to pull this off.

Jason was far from worrying at the moment, going slack jawed as she started..Moaning. Oh god, she was moaning. He felt his mouth run dry at her voice, sounding much more, dare he say it, sensual?

"S-solia..." His voice was far from sensual, but at least it sounded deeper this time. While she was making lots of noise, she was also just sitting there. Did that mean that...he should make a move? His gazed wandered over her body, and he took a moment to figure out..just what he do first.

For now, he sat closer to her, and let his hand rest on her knee. Yeah, yeah! That was a good place to start

Meanwhile, just outside the door and out of sight, Zanth was kneeling down and peaking through the keyhole, a smirk on his face as he watched The moon trainee put the moves on his girl. Though this term was used very lightly as he was doing less wooing and more 'HOW DO I FLY THIS THING'

Zanth had to wonder if he had even see a pair of breats before. Besides his own, that is.

While Solia was grinning, Jason was totally gob-smacked. If she listened really closely, she would be able to hear the sounds made in the back of his throat at the mere sight of her in just a tank top. And while she didn't have as big a bust as some women, he was quite fine with her smaller size. He was counting his lucky starts today, but he wondered if he would get even..luckier.

She could always take the top off too...

He was brought back to Desu Ex by her whispers in his ear, his body shivering as her breath tickled his ear. Though the question itself remained unanswered, he decided to take a chance, leaning closer to place a gentle kiss on her cheek,

Sadly though, Zanth's view was suddenly obstructed by a very rude shirt. Though he had a inkling that the throw wasn't all luck. Although now he had the problem of trying to remove the shirt from his peep hole.

Because he really didn't want to miss this show.

Slowly, he placed his hand on the door knob and began to turn it, then trying to open the door without making any sound.

And then she was in his lap. Jason now resembled a can of red tomato sauce, or maybe even a apple. Whatever the case he was rather red and had a girl in his lap. He was about to shirt circuit when he heard what she said, and not just her either. The click on the door had him eying it, and he then realized what she had meant before.

It appeared that they weren't alone anymore.

A smile creped on his face at her comment, and he embraced her gently. "Well, it would sound more authentic that way wouldn't it?" He then leaned back, closing his eyes and letting out a long, slightly awkward groan. Having caught on to what she wanted to do, he was happy to play alone, if only to make fun of Zanth for once and not the other way around.

Because, fake making out seemed easier then actually making out. Though it still felt very real because Solia was in his lap.

For now though the door stayed closed, as Zanthvos had heard the moans on the other side of the door. Because even he knew better to walk in on them making out. He was just susprised that Jason even had the guts to go this far.

With all the wiggling in his lap, Jason's breathing hitched as he felt her weight on his stomach, Wondering if this was such a good idea at all. But they had started this, they may as well finish it. It was hard though to keep a straight face at her expression.

"You want it, baby?" He responded in turn, his cherry face still rather red and trying to suppress his own nervous laughter at just what was going on.

Zanth was approving of this turn of events, and was mentally urging Jason on so he could laugh at him later.

It also wasn't helping the situation when Jason tried to hold his breath, his cheeks puffing out and making him look even more ridiculous when he moaned again.

Though he doubted moaning and groaning was going to convince the fallen angel, so he tried another tactic.

He tried to bounce on the bed to see if it would squeak.

Jason was just happy he was doing it right. Well, sort of. He was faking it right. That had to count for something, right? Being careful not to throw her off the bed in his jumping, he held onto Solias hand in return, just happy he was able to spend time with the death trainee. And fooling Zanth in the meantime. Maybe now the weapon would lay off him and actually treat him with some respect. It was a nice thought.

"Oh, Oh! So good!" He moaning sounded suspiciously like laughing.

Zanthvos was, of course, not going to give Jason any respect whatsoever (because life was no fun when you didn't have someone to pick on). But it was hard not to let his jaw drop. The bed squeaking was just, wow.

"My little Jason, already getting laid with some other chick...'sniff' I'm so proud!" Was Zanth crying? Probably not.