“ well, i liked you way before i even knew what it looked like. it being perfect is like, a happy coincidence.”
he chuckles, amused by how aiden feigned being shocked by jules’ words. he did maintain his composure pretty well, but jules didn’t mind.
he was happy just being—
allowed to touch aiden like that, whenever he wanted. fingers trace the veins of his dick, thumb rubbing gently over his round tip, lips pressed together.
“touché. you’re a writer but you tend to be less poetic when i piss you off. i’m learning to deal with that.”
then, as if—
“ i mean, it’s far lass stubborn than you are, is always honest about how it feels and what it wants… kind of a catch, truly.”
distracting him while the bag of peas soothes his bruise, gently tugging the pants until they pool down aiden’s feet, hand slipping inside his boxers—
“hey, it is something i could look at forever, but it’s mostly the fact that it’s attached to you that makes me dizzy.”
he grins up at aiden, feeling rather comfortable right now, which allows him to be more playful, his fingers tracing the shape of the other’s dick through his—
jules knew it was the arm. he just desperately kept trying to spin the story to lull aiden into giving in. much to his satisfaction, albeit with attitude aiden started to press the bag against his arm.
immediately relaxing, he nuzzled in closer again, whispering. “so, so happy.—
“i’m just inquiring. isn’t this part of my job, besides the sappy part?”
reaching for the fridge, grabbing some bag of frozen peas, fluttering his eyelashes at the taller one.
“just a few minutes? for me? then we’ll drop it. promise. this is your good hand. the one with the—
“you’re being such a guy about this.” he mumbles, unbuckling the other’s belt and tossing it on the couch, before walking away from him, gesturing at aiden to follow him. yeah, he’s swiftly heading to the kitchen.
“you know, nothing gets me drenched as adult as recounting a story from my favorite hero.” he tries nonetheless, before aiming to distract him by fiddling with his belt, tone low and seductive as he inquires. “applied any ice on it yet?”
“baby.” his voice out comes out almost severe, shaking his head in disbelief. the sight of it made it look really serious. “are you gonna tell me how you did that, or?” he starts, then adds, knowing who he was talking to. “that’ll help me get into character, as the nurse, you—
“okay, i can hear your smile from here. there will be a very thorough panel and investigation conducted. no nurse skirt until i’m sure you didn’t get hurt on purpose. how’s that?”
eyebrows raise, and he pinches lightly at aiden’s stomach, shooting him a grin from his pearly —
as he feels aiden pulling him in, he fully relaxes, on his tiptoes as he tries to reach for aiden’s jaw, giving it a few kisses, hands skipping under aiden’s shirt, cool touch caressing his lower back, drawing small shapes. “hey, i’ll wear the nurse outfit and patch you up.”
height difference shielded jules from being in direct contact with aiden’s shoulders, though the tension in them was quite visible. hand rubbing gently around as much back as the blond could cover, nuzzling close as he grumbled.
“ i already think you’re the strongest guy—