If it's not me then it's you, and ya already had one so. That's how that works! [he decided]
I can have some if ya stop standing around like an awkward nerd. You're throwin' off the chill. [Gestures at the couch, there's plenty of space for sitting]
[Accepts it completely naturally--honestly Jay could make any sort of booze appear that he wants right now. It feels right. He could just pour it from the pitcher of water and it'd be seamless.
Pink is definitely gonna forget what this was when he wakes up and will have to look up blue drinks, but he's sipping with an interested hum.]
[what-- he just stares at him, and then laughs. what else can he do in this situation. this is so ridiculous, because he remembers the last time, and he pulls back, pushing his shirt back down.]
There is no way I let you get me with that again. Next thing I know, you're a tanuki and then what, huh?
[look, honestly, the thing he should be concerned about is just basically how ripped he is. there isn't an ounce of fat on his frame. have fun with that.]
[and it's at this point, that Jay pushes Pink off of him, and instead leans over him.]
That's what I need.
[now honestly, things have shifted. it's not a couch they're on, it's something more nondescript as Jay tries to figure out what type of dream this actually is. but he is definitely on top.]
[Well he didn't get a look, it just felt like a lot of definition for a single finger poke! Also probably subconsciously more guarded the more the scenery drifts from the moment it was in, but he also doesn't seem to notice as much as Jay does.]
I dunno what kinda guarantee I'm supposed ta give other than that it's not a game right now 'n I'm not on Wild City?
[Possibly letting Pink's subconscious decide where they are is gonna be a little weird right now. The couch they've 'returned' to is familiar--redeemed only by Thorn's hard work at reupholstering it from the slashed up mess it came as.
Pink absolutely doesn't notice and won't even remember when it changed when he wakes, busy making a startled noise in his throat as he's swallowed up by that kiss.]
[nope, no startling. Though he definitely can fill in the details of the rest of the room. Especially once things snap into place. It’s almost indistinguishable from the real Bad End with his help.
But he’s not focused on the room really— he’s more focused on the kiss. His hand finds the hem of his shirt and slides underneath it, pushing it up. This time, he’s more aggressive.]
[Why boys gotta aggress?? Though Pink isn't really making bad sounds about it, pressing up against Jay's hands when he's touched, mouth already open for the slide of his tongue.]
[realistically, it's his taste in boys. he's going for the satans and the senpai lights. it is to be expected! but hey, even if this is a less open space for pink, it's a slightly more relaxing space for jay. and he doesn't miss that there is an attempt to keep up in this space.
he takes advantage of his open mouth, sliding his tongue inside, and continuing to force his shirt up. honestly, it's pretty easy to unbutton it. like isn't that how you manage sailor uniforms anyway?]
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... You're not even drinking these?
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But fine, do what you want to do.
[he's not drinking more, that much is certain??]
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I can have some if ya stop standing around like an awkward nerd. You're throwin' off the chill. [Gestures at the couch, there's plenty of space for sitting]
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[but he grabs a drink and hands that to pink, to go after his other fruity BS.]
Here. This seems on your level, if you hate the smell of liquor.
[it tastes like a blue freeze pop.
and jay is sitting down next to him.]
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[Accepts it completely naturally--honestly Jay could make any sort of booze appear that he wants right now. It feels right. He could just pour it from the pitcher of water and it'd be seamless.
Pink is definitely gonna forget what this was when he wakes up and will have to look up blue drinks, but he's sipping with an interested hum.]
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obviously?]
Only finest drinks for the one gremlin to actually get me in a prank.
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[Dream Pink is not Shy. He will absolutely come climb on Jay if he's not stopped.]
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[he can play hard to get, Pink. but also, he's not stopping him from anything right now.]
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[Ok, starts pulling Jay's shirt up, planting his mouth on Jay's like this is just what they do now.]
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There is no way I let you get me with that again. Next thing I know, you're a tanuki and then what, huh?
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[Doesn't try to get Jay to let go of his shirt but does stick a finger back under it to poke him--muscles.......]
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Nah, I need a guarantee.
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[Looks genuinely confused for a moment as he looks up again--completely distracted, sorry]
Huh?
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Guarantee.
[and it's at this point, that Jay pushes Pink off of him, and instead leans over him.]
That's what I need.
[now honestly, things have shifted. it's not a couch they're on, it's something more nondescript as Jay tries to figure out what type of dream this actually is. but he is definitely on top.]
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I dunno what kinda guarantee I'm supposed ta give other than that it's not a game right now 'n I'm not on Wild City?
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and then he leans down and starts to kiss him. because that is how things work, right? except now he's over him, and he isn't holding back this time.]
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Pink absolutely doesn't notice and won't even remember when it changed when he wakes, busy making a startled noise in his throat as he's swallowed up by that kiss.]
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But he’s not focused on the room really— he’s more focused on the kiss. His hand finds the hem of his shirt and slides underneath it, pushing it up. This time, he’s more aggressive.]
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he takes advantage of his open mouth, sliding his tongue inside, and continuing to force his shirt up. honestly, it's pretty easy to unbutton it. like isn't that how you manage sailor uniforms anyway?]
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