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((OOC: Zell may show messages to Jim Hawkins. If you do not want Jim to see/know, then please let me know.))

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[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's hand drops down along Zell's neck to rest on his shoulder. Silent. Studying Zell again before he breaks away. Not for long: just to retrieve a somewhat-pitiful bar of soap and a wash cloth, both of which he hands to Zell. ]

Help me?

[ Not a direct answer, but Jim thinks Zell will know what he means. Zell can touch. He can look. And then Jim will get his own turn. ]

[swatsflies]

[ Taking the bar of soap and wash cloth as he tilts his head. Then he fumbles with the soap as he understands what Jim is saying. Giving first a guilty smile before it morphs into something warm and affectionate. Dipping the cloth into the water and rubbing the soap on it to get it nice and sudsy. Balancing the bar on the edge of the tub. ]

As you wish. [ Snagging his hand to lift it out of the water and drag the cloth up slowly. Stealing a look over at Jim as he scrubs his shoulders and across his collarbone to reach his other arm. Once he deems both arms are good, he gets an idea. ] Can you turn around?

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim raises both eyebrows at the guilty look but returns the smile as he lets Zell do whatever he's going to. The time he takes to suds it up just builds anticipation. It doesn't break as Zell grabs his hand, just keeps building when Zell drags the cloth over his skin. Jim sits in silence, biting his lip, until Zell asks- ]

Yeah. Scoot back a minute, okay?

[ He needs the room to turn around without sploshing their precious hot water everywhere. ]

[swatsflies]

[ It's good that he's pretty focused on completing his task because that lip bite... he does take a second longer than usual for his brain to reboot as soon as he notices though. What did Jim say? ]

Scoot back?

[ Oh. Oh yeah. He scoots back to his end of the tub. ] This better?

[rattlingthestars]

Yep.

[ Jim boosts himself on the tub. Rather than turn, though, he just uses the leverage to lean forward and kiss Zell.

Okay, then he turns around. He's being good, see? Except that he's craning his neck to see what Zell's doing now. ]

This okay?

[swatsflies]

[ Licking his own lips after that kiss as he immediately misses the feeling of Jim there. Giving a nod. ]

Y-yeah, it's okay. [ More than okay. Scooting close as he helps himself to putting his legs on either side of Jim. Leaning in to press a kiss against the back of his neck. Pressing the wash cloth against his back as he scrubs in circles. He lets his gaze drop down Jim's spine as he entertains for a moment doing something less than wholesome to his boyfriend. Thankfully seeing the remains of his writing gave him something safe to talk about. ]

We should do that. [ Instead of specifying what he means by that, he touches his handwriting on Jim's back. Tracing it with his finger. ] Later. [ Back to scrubbing Jim's back as he looks up to watch him. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Oh. Jim's very aware of Zell - who isn't wearing any clothes - on three sides of him. Even where they're not touching. Maybe especially where they're not touching, because if he moved just so they would be.

Jim takes a deep breath, probably visible from behind, and chokes on it when Zell touches the spot on his back. It brings back a sense-memory of when they'd done the marks and Zell had kissed his spine. ]

--Uh?

[ Those weren't words, cough and try again. ]

-Yeah. We'll need to fix them when we're done.

[swatsflies]

[ Just as Zell is aware of every sound and move Jim makes. Frowning a little in response to the choking as he places his fingers between his shoulder blades. Rubbing circles against his spine. ]

Something up, Stars? [ Leaning close to nuzzle against the nape of his boyfriend’s neck. Feeling a little bold he presses a quick kiss there. Putting the wash cloth on Jim’s shoulder as he moves his hands to his sides. ]

Want to lean back? [ So he can get Jim’s chest easier. Yup. That’s it. ] You can lean on me. [ Without touching certain things. ]

i see what you did there

[rattlingthestars]

[ It's a good thing for Jim's non-existent dignity that Zell can't see Jim's face just then as the decision making process plays out way too clearly. Were this an anime, it's possible crossed eyes and a small nose bleed would be involved.

As it is, there's just the audible sound of Jim swallowing and, after a long moment, him easing back to lean just his upper body against Zell. His head rests on Zell's shoulder, titled up toward the ceiling, and he's quiet as he readjusts. ]

We're - this is... [ Overwhelming is the word he's looking for, but good luck getting him to spit it out. ]

I did nothing :3

[swatsflies]

[ Jim might be able to pick up Zell's heart racing as Zell ponders his choices. This is certainly much more safer than if they were facing each other while Zell tried to scrub his chest. Gulping down air as he tries to count down to try to calm himself down, while desperate trying to ignore how small the space between them is.

Pressing a kiss against his hair as he snags the wash cloth again. Adjusting his arms to circle around him to touch his chest. Dragging the cloth across Jim's chest ]

W-what? We're what? [ He swallows down the lump forming. He's a mixture of nerves and excitement. ]

Uh-huh.

[rattlingthestars]

Close, [ Jim manages, finally. He can feel Zell's heartbeat on his back, and wonders if Zell can feel his. Or hear it, for how loud it sounds in Jim's ears. There's no real calm at this point, just staring up at the bathroom ceiling and waiting for whatever Zell is going to do next. ] -Really... close.

You're going to kill me.

O:3

[swatsflies]

[ Yeah, they were close. They have been closer before, but not like this. Not without layers of clothes like this. Pressing a kiss against Jim's hair as he hums in agreement at the close comment.

He should... get the soap. Carefully snagging the soap from the rim of the tub, while trying his best not to bump anything new against his boyfriend. Giving another kiss to his head as he snags it. Rubbing it against the cloth to get it all soapy again. Whoa. Wait.]

Bwua? [ There is almost a what in his words. ] What do you mean by that? [ He hesitates a moment and then gets back to work scrubbing Jim. Working his way down his stomach. He has a task to do so he should finish it, right? Just clean is almost completely nude boyfriend in the tub and let him-

He's not even sure if he can let Jim reciprocate this. He might lose whatever control he has left and eliminate the space between them. Thinking of that is making it hard now to really focus on the task and what Jim might say in response. Making a soft whine as he lets the wash cloth go to trace against Jim's stomach with his fingers. ]

surprisingly i have no icons for 'about to die of being a teenager'

[rattlingthestars]

Do you ever feel like that?

[ Jim's voice is unusually hushed, still, and it sounds a little like it costs him something too say it. The vulnerability on his face, the way his eyes are closed, is hidden by their relative positions. The way his breath catches as boyfriend drags soap over his stomach. ]

-Like you want something, but you don't at the same time, and - [ And it's going to kill him. He's going to explode and revive across town, and cause of death will be listed as Zell's hands. ] and -

;D

[swatsflies]

people don't die of blue balls dude

I HAVE A COUPLE and let me know if this is okay DROPS WORDS ALL OVER

[swatsflies]

[ He really hasn't felt like that until Jim came into his life. Finding himself drawn to him and wanting to make him laugh or smile. Wanting to touch him more and more...

It was never to the extent feeling like he could die from it until moments like these. Moments where Jim is incredible, warm, and right there. Where he puts some cake in his mouth before sharing a kiss or when Jim teases when it's the two of them. Zell finds himself wanting more and more.

When things get really heated between them, Jim usually pulls away or says his name. Right now none of that is happening. Swallowing as he nods mutely, not quite trusting words immediately as he trails his finger up Jim's stomach and chest. Kissing his boyfriend's shoulder as he takes a deep breath. Keeping his hand over Jim's heart beat as he reins in his thoughts on what he'd like to do to him in the tub and concentrate on what they should do.

Jim did say that he wants something, but doesn't at the same time. If this is about the same thing Zell is thinking of, then he needs to say something. ]

Do you mean...this? [ Lifting his hand out from the water to gesture to them in the tub. ] If it's this- [ Rubbing his face against Jim's neck as he lowers his voice] this, then I want to. I really want to. [ There might be a pretty big hint on just how much he wants it from the sound of his voice. Jim can be the biggest tease ever and he doesn't even know it and all he has to do is scoot back just a tiny bit to feel how much he wants him. ]

But only when you want to, Stars. I'm willing to wait however long it takes.

[ And he might have a use for those extra pair of socks while he waits. ] One step at a time.

aand fade to black?

[rattlingthestars]

[ None of that is happening. Jim's not pulling away, and while he might say Zell's name, it's not a warning or a request to stop. He's just still, heart beating hard enough that Zell can probably feel it stutter under his palm. ]

What if...

[ He hesitates. There really might be no turning back, once he finishes that sentence, but unlike the other times they've found themselves here, Jim thinks that's okay. They're warm and comfortable and safe, and he can't imagine anyone else in the universe that he'd rather be here with. He doesn't want to do this because he's afraid of losing Zell, he just wants Zell, and Zell wants him.

There's really no reason to make it more complicated than that, he thinks as he twists around to meet Zell's eyes. ]

What if I don't want to wait anymore?

[ And he doesn't, not even for an answer in words, as he presses ahead. ]

let me know if this is okay :3

[swatsflies]

[ After bath time, drying off as best as he can, and pulling some shorts on, he's plopping down roughly on the edge of the bed. There is a smile plastered to his face that might not go away for the rest of the night. He gestures for Jim to come over. ]

Need any help with that? [ That refers to the toga. Jim is finally joining the ranks of toga-ing, while their clothes are going to the wash. Though Zell doesn't have plans on actually helping him until they actually have to leave the room. He has other ideas in mine that consist of dragging Jim into bed and just curling up against each other. ]

<3

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim still can't believe that just happened, but ... it's not a bad thing. It's a really good thing, in fact, which is why there's almost certainly a really dumb look on his face as he fiddles with the sheet, trying to wrap it to stay up. He hadn't exactly got a good look at them the last time they'd done this.

The look doesn't go away when he looks up at Zell; if anything it gets even dopier. ]

Yeah, I could use a hand.

[ Which puts him in front of Zell, one hand holding up the sheet and the other hesitantly reaching out to smooth Zell's hair out of the way. ]

[swatsflies]

[ He really enjoys the feel of Jim's hand through his hair. Leaning into the touch as he scoots the very edge of the bed. Instead of touching the sheet, he's placing his hands on any bit of exposed skin he can find. Tracing along the edges of the sheet. Still thinking about the sounds and expressions his boyfriend made earlier as he settles his hands on his waist. Totally helping. ]

We used paperclips last time we did this. [ Paperclips were in his bag, but he's not making a move to go get them. Placing his knees on either side of Jim as he settles his hands on the small of Jim's back. ] I'll grab some later.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim really enjoys Zell's hair, period, which is why he's letting go of his grip on the sheet to put both hands in it. Parts of it are almost long enough to pull back; he brushes the long piece in the center all the way back and considers the effect. ]

Later - [ He repeats, faintly, like he's not entirely listening. ]

What now?

[swatsflies]

[ He closes his eyes and just absorbs all the affection he can get. He has a lot more to explore with the sheet being dropped. Tracing shapes down Jim's chest to his stomach without looking. He's wearing a lopsided grin as he tries to remember it all. ]

Lay down with me? [ Zell is reluctant to move just yet, but he will slide back as soon as Jim decides to join him in bed. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Mmhmm. Here.

[ Jim picks the sheet back up again and all but climbs over Zell to get on the bed, tugging at his boyfriend's arm to get him to come with him. Once he gets to the headboard, though, he pauses in consideration and then shrugs before attaching the sheet to the headboard to form a little tent like the one they'd had in the toy store. He pulls his jacket over himself instead and settles back, waitng for Zell. ]

This good?

[swatsflies]

[ He rolls over and crawls further up on the bed. Watching with pique interest over what he does with the sheet hoping he's stripping again. Pawing around for his tablet to help with the lighting.

Once it's completed, he's ducking under it and throwing a leg over one of Jim's. Resting himself partially on him as he presses a kiss against his chest. Reaching for the hand further away from him to lace their fingers together. ]

It's perfect.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim takes Zell's hand and uses his other to wrap his arms around his shoulders, holding his boyfriend close to his chest. The smile on his face still hasn't died; it may be the longest Zell's seen him smiling since they started dating. ]

Love you, Sunshine.

[swatsflies]

[ If only he could summon the will to grab his tablet. Jim is way too comfortable to move from. Pressing his lips against his chest as he beams a smile in turn. ]

Love you, Stars.