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Kiss me back, Jupiter.

[His voice is soft, Tris' hands framing Jupiter's face as he brushes his lips so softly against the other man's. Jupiter isn't pushing him away, that's enough to make him feel giddy, dizzy. He's not kissing back either, but the important thing right now is he's not pushing Tris away.]

[Tris can feel the heat under his fingertips, the warmth of Jupiter's skin, and he wants more. He seals his lips to Jupiter's again, mouth opening to press his tongue to the man's lips, ever so sweetly seeking to deepen the kiss.]

[ Opens... his mouth... awkwardly?! It feels bizzare, it feels weird, it feels amazing. And Jupiter is plain having difficulty processing this, but he finds that he lacks the will to try and fight it when it is so much sweeter to let Tris be so close, to hold his face and say his name so warmly, to kiss. ]

[Jupiter's face is the most lovely thing he's ever seen, even twisted in complete confusion and surprise. Tristan shivers, pressing Jupiter right against the door to kiss him with a burst of hunger and need. He wants... He wants to feel all of Jupiter, to touch him and see what other faces he makes. He wants Jupiter to touch him. He wants more, but even just kissing like this is so intense and different.]

[ Being pushed against the door like that, for all it is incredibly erotic, is enough to knock some sense back into Jupiter. He can, after all, only go so far without an explanation-- it's his nature at this point. Also, he's kind of dumb despite everything? Even with a kiss like that, or perhaps because of it, he's got so many questions that he can't just let lie. ]

T...Tris!

[Tristan pulls back immediately at his name, at the confusion on Jupiter's face. His own cheeks heating red. Fuck, what is he doing, he's--he didn't mean to unbalance what they had. How could he fuck up this bad--already his heart aches with anxiety and assumed rejection and he steps back, breathing heavily.]

Sorry--I'm sorry.

I didn't ask for an apology.

[ A complicated expression twists Jupiter's face, and he steps forward as if to follow Tris. But carefully. He feels unexpectedly fragile, and it disturbs him, and maybe, just maybe, it'll take one wrong step here to break him. Or to break Tris... but he can't just back down, either. ]

Just give me an explanation.

[An explanation. He owes at least that much doesn't he? Even if he feels panicked and the lump in his throat makes it hard to talk. An explanation--what does he have for that? That he wanted to? That he's wanted to for a long time?]

I've... Wanted to do that for so long. I didn't mean to spring this on you Jupiter.

[The thickness in his voice isn't just desire now, it's too much backed up emotion.]

I thought I could... Ignore it. But on the way back--I keep seeing him, out of the corner of my eye or hearing his voice on the edge of sleep. Except when I'm with you. It goes away. You make me feel safe--I wanted to touch you. Want to. Touch you. I have for so long and I thought I could ignore it. But when I'm with you my heart races and when you smile it stops and I don't think I can ignore it at all.

[ Bowing his head, Jupiter traces his lips as Tris talks. He can still feel the pressure. It's ]

[ Someone saying those kind of things to him... Tris, of all people, saying it to him... like they were some couple in a romance novel? It didn't make sense. What was this about safety, when you're together? About wanting to touch him? Hearts racing and stopping for insignificant reasons? Being unable to ignore it? Why was it bothering him so much? It's not as if he hated it. Jupiter knew what hate was. ]

Ah...

[ And then it dawns on Jupiter suddenly. This is love, and he felt the same, and his heart is soaring. How did he not see it? ]

[While Jupiter is busy being the most emotionally stunted person on the block, Tris waits in tense silence. It's not that he doesn't know Jupiter is clueless about a lot of emotions, he's known him enough. He doesn't think Jupiter has the malice to call him disgusting for his affections--even if Tris feels it. But still the anxiety and the silence is crushing, and he wants to get on his knees and beg just to make something happen. But he doesn't anymore, he doesn't beg or debase himself, so all he can do is wait for Jupiter to respond (probably that he's not interested) and squirm in the silence.]

[ When Jupiter looks up at Tris, is with his characteristic intensity, which makes his eyes shine in a way some would think is dangerous. But it's not that at all, quite the opposite. But it's hard to know what he's thinking, exactly, since he doesn't emote in quite the same way others do. ]

[ He understands Tris's desperation all too well. ]

[ He wonders how his Mother handled this, with all the partners she had. ]

[ But all he can be, and all he ever wants to be, is himself. ]

Then I should be the one to apologize, for not noticing it sooner... After all, you've been someone just as important to me for a long time now.

[Tris is halfway through mentally scrambling for an apology and I'll-never-do-it-again-just-forget-this-happened speech when Jupiter looks up. His thoughts just freeze when he meet's Jupiter's eyes and the man's words actually don't do anything to jump start them again.]

[Did he hear that right?]

Ah--?

[any attempt at words just comes out a small, strangled, confused noise. Did he misunderstand that? Did he... What if he didn't?]

I think you're the most beautiful thing in my life.

[ How can he say that with a straight face!? Well, there's at least no room for misunderstanding that way. ]

Edited 2014-08-08 09:45 (UTC)

[Wow. Wow? He did not hear that wrong. That's not something Jupiter would say as a joke either. He steps forward, hesitating, fingers brushing Jupiter's cheek.]

May I kiss you? Please.

[ Jupiter tilts his head into the touch, his lips curling into a grin that looks arrogant in spite of himself. (This is why he makes enemies too easily...) ]

Yeah.

[Tristan doesn't care. He loves that smile. He knows what kind of person Jupiter is, kind and a bit awkward and gentle. He buries his fingers in Jupiter's hair and kisses him again, not even sure this will last but wanting it desperately, with need and urgency and heat. ]

[ The second kiss isn't quite so awkward for Jupiter, not nearly as lost as he was. He's shorter than Tris, so he places his hands on Tris's shoulders, leaning up and meeting Tris's lips with his. ]

[Jupiter's kissing him back, Jupiter is kissing him back, touching him, this has to be a really good dream. Tris makes a soft noise, more overwhelmed with emotion even than need. He tugs Jupiter close gently, afraid he's going to wake up any moment now, a mix of joy and terror and love and anxiety making him short of breath, more even than just the kissing contributes to. ]

[ The noise might usually make Jupiter pause, to analyze it, wanting to understand why it occurred. But not this time. This time, he only reacts to it, kissing Tris harder and deeper, a warm feeling curling in his stomach encouraging him. ]

[Tris slides his fingers from Jupiter's hair, over his neck, gentle, thumb brushing under Jupiter's jaw, up over the shell of his ear, breaking the kiss but not pulling away, breath hot on the younger man's lips. ]

Jupiter. ...

[Just saying his name, relishing saying it]

[ Frowns, because the kissing has stopped, because the way Tris is touching him, the way Tris says his name, it only makes him want more. ]

Don't stop.

[Tristan doesn't answer, but that's because he's too busy obliging that demand, moaning just because Jupiter wanting him not to stop is incredible. He resumes where he pulled away, exploring Jupiter's mouth with heated interest, fingertips still gently brushing over Jupiter's neck, memorizing the feel of skin. ]

[ That's better. Jupiter responds with a small moan of his own, arms wrapping more firmly around Tris now, pulling him closer. He feels giddy, he's never felt quite like this before. ]

[Tris feels like he might stop breathing entirely at that noise. It's too amazing, too erotic and beautiful. He slides his palm down Jupiter's spine to rest at the small of his back, dragging him flush against Tris' chest. Grinding lightly against him with an actual growl of want. ]

[ At this point, Jupiter's stopped thinking. He just does what feels right, and that's spreading his legs, hooking one around Tris's and rubbing back against him, gasping hotly into the kiss. A distant part of him can't believe that he didn't try this sooner. ]

[Tris pushes him against the door, gentle but insistent. Slowly grinding their hips together, Jupiter's response just making him gasp, pulling from the kiss to kiss Jupiter's neck. ]