[ I promise, Dolph. We'll leave this place. We'll find a better life together. so many promises, so many dreams. he sighs quietly, stroking the back of jean's neck. ]
It's not lost. It's just . . . messy right now. They can't do it without you. They still need you. Sometimes even knowing doesn't make things better.
You have to believe it'll get better in time. Not now, not yet. But in the future. Your future, with them.
I guess at least I have a future here with them. And you.
[ It's a little bitter; Eren's dead at home, Mikasa is missing. Dolph is also dead if he ever disappears. But it is the truth; he should make the most of it.
He sniffs, a little. ]
I'm sorry, for all this. It's not your problems to deal with ...
[ dolph knows that feeling intimately. he’s been painfully weak, painfully desperate. he’s sunk low, even lower after Alex’s death. he even sought his embrace after everything, in a virtual reality. he misses it still.
Dolph presses a kiss to jean’s brow. ]
But you are you and I am me. That’s fine too. Be who you are.
I feel like a bad person for wishing I could take it back. Not tell him about Reiner and the others... it would have caught up to him anyways, like you said.
[ Would it be worse, if he kept it from Eren? Probably, he hates lying. He shifts his hands to curl against the front of Dolph's chest, and after a moment he tips his head up to press a kiss to his mouth. ]
Yeah. It just seems like all the people I care about keep getting it hard.
[ He slips a hand up to cup Dolph's chin. He definitely means him, this time. Maybe he's still mourning what he learned, even if he's trying to be happier here. ]
[ He's tugged closer and he presses up against Dolph, letting out a small sigh of contentment. His hands don't stay still for long, though, slipping down to rest on Dolph's hips. ]
I don't want to ... think for a while.
[ He's normally much more confident with this kind of thing. Instead his voice is barely above a whisper now. ]
[ Jean shivers a little, though it's in a good way this time. ]
Let me make you feel good.
[ Considering the crux of his issues right now, being able to make someone feel good does seem like a fairly straightforward way to distract himself. One of his hands moves to tug at the hem of Dolph's pants in further explanation. ]
[ He doesn't need to be told twice. He catches Dolph's lips in another kiss, letting himself sink into the feeling - of being wanted, of wanting to take care of someone else.
His hands move to the clasps of Dolph's pants, quickly working on undoing them - but he doesn't tug them down. Instead, Jean lets his hand stroke over Dolph with his underwear between them, teasing and feeling him up. ]
[ Jean smiles a little into the kiss, rubbing the heel of his palm against Dolph, feeling him swell under his touch. He lets his tongue sweep against Dolph's for a moment before he breaks the kiss. ]
[ Jean breathes the praise out, as easy as anything. The hand not touching Dolph's cock, feeling the shape of him through fabric, skims up his stomach, pushing his shirt up. Jean finally moves, rolling Dolph onto his back to curl over him. He moves down, pressing a biting kiss to Dolph's neck, next to a set of fading bite-marks. ]
[ dolph sighs as he tilts his neck for jean, sliding his palms down his sides in return. the praise is warm and heady, making his cheeks darken in pleasure. ]
[ He loves the way it makes Dolph flush. He loves the way it feels like he's doing something right even if it's as simple as this. He needs this.
He spends less time than he'd like kissing his way down Dolph's chest - giving a teasing nip to one nipple - but he has his eyes on a certain prize, as he kneels between Dolph's legs. He finally tugs the hem of his underwear down, letting his cock free, and wrapping a hand around him.
He strokes up, his thumb teasing against the head; a playful tone comes out of his mouth, finally. ]
Remind me, what was I doing down here again...?
[ He wants to hear Dolph say it, even if Jean's the one who begged to do it. ]
[ dolph whines softly, losing himself to the sensations. he loves this, this kind of physicality. he wants to touch, but he lets jean determine the pace of this. at his question, he gives a throaty chuckle. ]
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It's not lost. It's just . . . messy right now. They can't do it without you. They still need you. Sometimes even knowing doesn't make things better.
You have to believe it'll get better in time. Not now, not yet. But in the future. Your future, with them.
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[ It's a little bitter; Eren's dead at home, Mikasa is missing. Dolph is also dead if he ever disappears. But it is the truth; he should make the most of it.
He sniffs, a little. ]
I'm sorry, for all this. It's not your problems to deal with ...
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Your sorrows are my sorrows. I'm here for you.
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[ He leans forward, resting his forehead against Dolph's, a sad smile on his face.
The truth of the matter is Jean has been running from this breakdown for a long time. ]
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[ dolph knows that feeling intimately. he’s been painfully weak, painfully desperate. he’s sunk low, even lower after Alex’s death. he even sought his embrace after everything, in a virtual reality. he misses it still.
Dolph presses a kiss to jean’s brow. ]
But you are you and I am me. That’s fine too. Be who you are.
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[ Would it be worse, if he kept it from Eren? Probably, he hates lying. He shifts his hands to curl against the front of Dolph's chest, and after a moment he tips his head up to press a kiss to his mouth. ]
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You're human. We all wish for things like that. We all want things to be easier. To have breathing room for happiness.
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[ He slips a hand up to cup Dolph's chin. He definitely means him, this time. Maybe he's still mourning what he learned, even if he's trying to be happier here. ]
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It's not so hard right now.
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[ There's a small laugh, a little rough, from Jean. He lets his thumb shift to brush over Dolph's lips. ]
Being with you is easy. But you're good for me, too.
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Well. I'm here for you.
[ he stresses on the you because he feels that's important. that jean can lean on him. ]
probably a good idea to wrap unless dolph wants to let jean indulge in dicksucking LOL
[ He lets his eyes fall closed. ]
I just want to stay here for a little while, with you.
i mean he def would.
[ dolph pulls him close. ]
As long as you like.
ye olde oral fixation distraction
I don't want to ... think for a while.
[ He's normally much more confident with this kind of thing. Instead his voice is barely above a whisper now. ]
:>
[ his voice is soft and gentle. he lays a kiss to the curve of jean's ear. ]
Anything you want.
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Let me make you feel good.
[ Considering the crux of his issues right now, being able to make someone feel good does seem like a fairly straightforward way to distract himself. One of his hands moves to tug at the hem of Dolph's pants in further explanation. ]
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Okay.
[ placing a kiss on jean's lips, voice low and sultry. ]
Make me feel good.
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His hands move to the clasps of Dolph's pants, quickly working on undoing them - but he doesn't tug them down. Instead, Jean lets his hand stroke over Dolph with his underwear between them, teasing and feeling him up. ]
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Like that. I want to hear you.
[ He murmurs it lowly, his gaze bright. ]
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Anything you want.
cat wanting to snuggle in my lap be like: what tags??
[ Jean breathes the praise out, as easy as anything. The hand not touching Dolph's cock, feeling the shape of him through fabric, skims up his stomach, pushing his shirt up. Jean finally moves, rolling Dolph onto his back to curl over him. He moves down, pressing a biting kiss to Dolph's neck, next to a set of fading bite-marks. ]
aww kitty. I have to sleep anyway <3
kitty still here (heh) but i return
He spends less time than he'd like kissing his way down Dolph's chest - giving a teasing nip to one nipple - but he has his eyes on a certain prize, as he kneels between Dolph's legs. He finally tugs the hem of his underwear down, letting his cock free, and wrapping a hand around him.
He strokes up, his thumb teasing against the head; a playful tone comes out of his mouth, finally. ]
Remind me, what was I doing down here again...?
[ He wants to hear Dolph say it, even if Jean's the one who begged to do it. ]
bless
You were going to make me feel good.
[ he rolls his hips. ]
Please.
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