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[ironicusername]

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[uneulogized]

I think it's more the part where I was clearly intent on you sleeping.

[he lifts up at the appropriate moment and then relaxes, head tilted slightly as he leans firmly against the chair.]

And it's all because I need to be the best that I can be.

[ironicusername]

And I will be hella tired after working my jaw out on you, trust me.

[observes his flaccid dick, not particularly put off, just trying to find the best angle of attack here--and just settles for leaning down to lick the length of it]

[uneulogized]

I'm gonna ... talk. So just continue.

[gives it a moment to sink in]

I wanna say something clever and poignant, in part because I think you'd appreciate the irony of it while sucking my dick. But maybe I wanna go all out here, so bear with me.

[breathes out]

Him and Apollo are pretty much the number one reasons I even bothered to try to be functioning after that shit went down. After that memory. You helped, but it was them. See? Sob story bullshit, perfect soundtrack to a blow job.

[ironicusername]

[takes as much of it as he can into his mouth, sucking rather aggressively and flicking an eye up to him to gauge if he has more to say]

[uneulogized]

[hold for a moment, he's breathing out and making an appreciative noise.

okay, continuing]

And even if you were right on the fucking mark about Jake oversimplifying shit, he did right that day. Shut down the bullshit, made it easier, simplified it when it needed to be. And he didn't tell me shit like, be someone else, it was just a matter of not letting someone win. And frankly, if I'm only losing in the Cass arena, than I'm not doing half-bad.

And fuck, maybe that just ties into the game thing and is the dumbest shit ever, but it works.

[ironicusername]

[in synch with his pauses, using the opportunity to breath in and out through his nose before he keeps sucking, tamping it down to be more slow, almost contemplative... just feeling the texture of it in his mouth and the way it doesn't quite stress his jaw yet. he keeps his hand son Jason's thighs, and his eyes trained on his face, attentive]

[uneulogized]

[considering, his breathing picking up]

And—I'm never gonna be that. Oversimplifying. Or full of sympathetic wisdom while Marine and Tsuruume look on like judgmental asses who weren't even there like Apollo managed. But I'm pretty dedicated to this. This team and to you. And Naha, and this guy named Mouse who I haven't told you about. And even if I live in constant fear that all this is gonna blow up in my face, that fear has gotten quieter.

[breathe out, obvious exhale]

Right. Now I think I can relax.

[ironicusername]

[--pulls off to swallow, mouth full of spit even with the amount of it glistening on Jason's dick, and he flicks him a meditative look before pushing himself back down on him, not speaking quite yet]

[uneulogized]

Oh, there's one other thing. If you start walking around in a catatonic daze, I'm gonna cut it short every time. And not just because it looks like there's a potential promise of you giving me head, but because you've gotta keep going. My glimpse inside your head tells me that you're just gonna kick yourself harder once you're done feeling like shit.

[ironicusername]

[lets out a slight huff, pulling off long enough to say:]

I don't think I'll ever have the luxury of catatonia.

[before stuffing his mouth with him again, foregoing comment on the rest]

[uneulogized]

Fine with me.

[and then he slips his hand through Dirk's hair and moves it down to play just behind his ear]

[ironicusername]

[shivers, just a little bit, eyes drifting shut as he shifts his hand up his thigh to rub his thumb along Jason's perineum\

[uneulogized]

[Jason's careful about the pressure he places on Dirk's head, but it's there, to some degree, even as a pinky drifts down and up over his lobe. now that he's relaxed and erect, his cheeks flush and legs spread the appropriate amount with the movement of Dirk's hand]

[ironicusername]

[makes a... noise, with mouth full, back twitching faintly as he almost chokes, trying to breath in more through his nose than he actually can. He has to pull back, leaving the shaft wet enough with spit that he can wrap his hand around him and jack him while he sucks, wet and messy, at the tip]

[uneulogized]

Shit, Dirk.

[a little louder than intended, sure, but the point is ... clear. his lips part, tongue pushing against his bottom lip as his hand moves down over his face, fingers trickling over his cheek gently]

[ironicusername]

[so he can probably feel his cheeks hollow on a particularly vigorous suck, and when he slowly, carefully tries to take in more]

[uneulogized]

[Jason shifts underneath that, but stills himself quickly]

[ironicusername]

[doesn't manage to get more than halfway, but once he's found his threshold he starts to move--up to the tip, where he takes a moment to lick the precum off, then back down until his lips meet his hand, still twisting around the lower half of his erection. he starts falling into a rhythm like that, almost forgetting to breath]

[uneulogized]

[his hand finds its way back to the top of Dirk's head, letting him continue with his hand not so much guiding as moving with the action. he sighs]

Not gonna be much longer.

[ironicusername]

[gives him a brief thumbs up, pausing only to arc his neck a little into the touch, eyes falling half-shut at the comforting feeling of Jason's thick fingers in his hair as he moves]

[uneulogized]

[and then his hand tightens into his hair, cheeks flushed and pants of breath mingling with faint noise. he mutters something like "right about now" but it isn't terribly coherent]

[ironicusername]

[pulls back slightly, tongue lapping distractedly at the head of his cock while he focuses most of his attention on jacking him off, shoulders tense in anticipation]

[uneulogized]

[Jason's head snaps back, to some degree, pressing hard against the chair as he comes, body tensing underneath Dirk and lips twitching with satisfaction]

[ironicusername]

[squeezing gently to encourage him, licking down the come on his tongue with an academic curiosity and stroking him a few more times before sitting back on his heels and flicking his tongue over his lips, chest rising and falling visibly and a faint flush to his skin]

[uneulogized]

That ... was great.