[Jason shifts him up, pulls him in closer, and Tim does what he can to help, holding on to Jason's shoulders to pull himself up and wrap around Jason, get them moving in the direction of the bedroom. He's tired of waiting, tired of fighting - they're finally working together, toward the same end, and isn't that exactly how it should be?
The bite at his neck pulls a surprised yelp out of the back of his throat, quickly followed by a laugh. He should've expected that, should've expected Jason's unpredictability. He asked for this, and Jason's delivering, and Tim's still laughing, dizzy, by the time his back meets the mattress, still grinning as he tips his head back to deepen Jason's kiss.]
Yeah? I'm hearing an awful lot of talk, Jason.
[Tim returns Jason's smirk with one of his own, a playful challenge, daring him onward. He props himself up on his elbows, rising up to meet Jason with a rushed kiss; when it ends, he breathes out a quiet sigh, half satisfied, half anticipatory.]
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The bite at his neck pulls a surprised yelp out of the back of his throat, quickly followed by a laugh. He should've expected that, should've expected Jason's unpredictability. He asked for this, and Jason's delivering, and Tim's still laughing, dizzy, by the time his back meets the mattress, still grinning as he tips his head back to deepen Jason's kiss.]
Yeah? I'm hearing an awful lot of talk, Jason.
[Tim returns Jason's smirk with one of his own, a playful challenge, daring him onward. He props himself up on his elbows, rising up to meet Jason with a rushed kiss; when it ends, he breathes out a quiet sigh, half satisfied, half anticipatory.]
What're you waiting for?