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[ Are you saying you've carefully thought out how your first time is going to be with Jupiter, Tris-- ]

[ Joking aside, Jupiter melts in Tris's arms, losing himself a little. It's going to be very hard to stop. ]

[Tris has thought through so many scenarios. Then again you can't say Jupiter hasn't fantasized a little after the months of sexual tension.]

[He pulls Jupiter into his lap and buries his fingers deep into his gorgeous hair, pulling back from the kiss when they both need air.]

[ Jupiter is left panting, mouth slightly agape and with a thin sheen of salivia. He really, clearly has a hard-on, easily felt now he's sitting in Tris's lap and right up against him. His hair is very tousled, remniscient of how Tris originally knew him. ]

[ Jupiter licks his lips, and stares at Tris through heavy eyelashes. ]

[It's not like Tris isn't hard as hell. But he's had. More time to learn to control how much he wants. Even if it's difficult, heated and in the moment like this. Seeing Jupiter mussed up and wanting, lips wet and looking at him like that, it's. An incredible strain.]

[He brushes his lips over Jupiter's neck, pulling his hair back out of the way.]

I'm going to take you to bed with me, Jupiter, unless you object right now.

[ Honestly, kissing has already been enough to set Jupiter's priorities when it comes to this sort of thing. If they were to be found out... well, they'd deal with it, just like everything else. So he swallows, nodding assent. ]

[He wants this, he wants to pick Jupiter up right now and take him here but he's going to wait, Jupiter deserves more of his consideration as his brother and a prince and as, well, himself. Someone Tris has loved for longer than Jupiter knows. He frames Jupiter's face and kisses him fiercely, just delighted by the agreement, excited and debating with himself the best way to get from here to either of their bedrooms.]

[ Debate all you like. Jupiter doesn't seem to have a problem with however way they do it, and once the fierce kiss is over, he pulls back to reward Tris with a soft smile.He feels... like he needs to say something, something more than just simply wanting Tris physically, no matter if Tris already knows. ]

I love you.

[He holds Jupiter's face and smiles at him, absolutely fond. Of course he knows Jupiter loves him, he would never question it at this point. But it's nice to hear, it's wonderful to hear right now especially, and he brushes Jupiter's hair from his face. ]

I love you too, in all the world you are one of the people most precious to me.

[The other is Ariel naturally. But he shouldn't need to explain, not when Jupiter should both know that and that Tris is honest about loving him. ]

[ Naturally. Hearing Tris's response seems to make Jupiter incredibly happy, and he leans close again, kissing the side of Tris's mouth. ]

Make love to me.

How could I possibly refuse?

[It's an excessive use of power and a waste for such a short distance but Tris teleports them to Jupiter's room, because letting go of his brother and having to walk their discretely while they're both still hard and wanting--when he doesn't want to let go at all, just seems like torture.]

[He overshoots Jupiter's bed by about two feet though, landing them a little roughly on the floor.]

Ooph.

[ Good job, Tris. Jupiter grimaces and rubs his shoulder, sore. ]

[Look even a great mage can get. Distracted. He places his fingers over Jupiter's shoulder, healing whatever he bruised with and apologetic kiss to his cheek.]

Well, close enough.

You really overdo it...

[ It would've only been a bruise! Though clearly Jupiter doesn't care that much, bumping his face against Tris's. ]

Will you forgive me if I point out it's your fault I'm this worked up?

[Though when it comes to magic he's always used it perhaps to excess. As a display of power and superiority at times, and at others almost inexplicable, like he expected not to have it at all. He picks Jupiter up easily though, spilling him into bed and following, kissing him thoroughly.]

If you insist...

[ He breathes into the kisses, sinking back into the bed. ]

[The next order of business seems to be kissing Jupiter passionately and gently running his hands down the teen's chest and sides, over his clothes, stopping to grip his hips and slide his thumbs up just under Jupiter's shirt, just barely brushing over skin.]

[As much as he wants this he's going to savor it slowly, give Jupiter time to adjust.]

[ Jupiter squirms, all too aware of Tris's touch. He clumsily tries to mimic it, his own hands smoothing along Tris's shoulders, trying to return the appreciation. ]

[Jupiter's clumsiness and experience is just further stimulation. Tris kissing his neck and lavishing him with gentle little nibbles and bites, hands sliding up under his shirt to truly feel the warmth and softness of his skin.]

[ Jupiter swallows audibly, and works to disrobe Tris himself, around Tris's attentions. It would be easy to lose himself, to just enjoy Tris doing all sorts of things to him, but it leaves him dissatisfied if he doesn't get to do something back. ]

[Tris leans back to make that a little easier on Jupiter, but not much. He's still touching him, mapping the softness of his skin and the way he's still not filled out, still slender and a teenager, not quite adult, not really a kid.]

[He unbuttons Jupiter's shirt, pushes it off his shoulders so he can lay little kisses across Jupiter's skin.]

[ Are you feeling dirty yet, Tristan? At the very least, Jupiter's skin is free of the scars that defined him when you knew him. It accounts for a lot of the differences, really, including how responsive he is -- running a hand up to card through Tris's blue hair, as his shoulder is kissed. ]

[He doesn't feel ashamed at all. He's delighted, opening Jupiter's shirt the rest of the way and murmuring in Jupiter's ear.]

My dear, beautiful Jupiter. I love you so much.

[As his hands work Jupier's shirt off entirely, with a lot of excess touching.]

Now you're going overboard...

[ Jupiter murmurs back, ears burning when Tris speaks into them. But he doesn't seem to be truly upset, just arching up into Tris's touch. ]

I'm not at all.

[This is how Jupiter should be. Open and responsive, unscarred by war and bitter cynicism. He wants to keep him by his side like this always. He kisses his way from Jupiter's ears down his neck. Working methodically at disrobing him entirely, pants next.]

[ The question is, are you going to give him a hickey? Especially with how Jupiter signs and makes little noises, as his neck his kissed. His own hands finally make their way under Tris's shirt, mapping his skin. Aaaand he is totally naked under Tris now, yeah. ]