[Tim hasn't realized he's got anything on Jason. Sure, Tim's pretty good at reading people, but Jason's easy to read on some things and much more difficult to read on others, and this whole situation, what's unfolding between them, falls firmly into the latter category. Jason's indicated wanting Tim, but not the motives behind that want. Maybe the attraction is simply Tim wanting him. Maybe for Jason it's just about sex, an enjoyable act and a willing partner. Maybe it's about nothing more than control, about having Tim - quite literally - under his thumb, seeing what kinds of reactions he can get. Tim doesn't know, but whatever the case, he doesn't really care; his senses are too full of Jason to divert much thought to reading him, and he's too caught up in the moment to question why it's happening.]
What a gentleman. Drawer - here.
[Reluctantly, he slips his fingers out of Jason's hair and reaches to the nightstand beside the bed, feeling blindly for the knob to tug the drawer open. He's a little too forceful with it; the drawer pulls out entirely and crashes to the floor, scattering its contents - condoms and lube, of course he has them, he's always prepared.]
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What a gentleman. Drawer - here.
[Reluctantly, he slips his fingers out of Jason's hair and reaches to the nightstand beside the bed, feeling blindly for the knob to tug the drawer open. He's a little too forceful with it; the drawer pulls out entirely and crashes to the floor, scattering its contents - condoms and lube, of course he has them, he's always prepared.]
Damn it.