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[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. ]

Oh!

[ There's hair in the way, there is always hair in the way, so Jupiter tilts his head to make it easier-- and of course, because it feels nice, and he is surprised by how good it feels. ]

[Tris gently sweeps that hair aside with his fingers, caressing skin as he does and following up with kisses. ]

Does that feel good?

[ He's at a loss for words, because they feel a little useless right now. Of course it feels good. That's why it's a shock. ]

Surprisingly...

Is it that surprising...?

[He leans back enough to look at Jupiter, appreciate him, his beauty and the way he looks just now. Tris is kind of stunned by the situation, not sure how he got this lucky, not wanting to let it slip away.]

I want to touch more of you.

I've read about it, but this is the first time I've done anything like this.

[ Why lie about it? Isn't it obvious? Jupiter blinks back at Tris, nonplussed, but open. After all, if he didn't want Tris to touch him, he would have made it clear... just because it's his first time doing it, or perhaps because it is, doesn't mean he wants to stop. ]

Then touch me.

[Tris flushes. He'd guessed but having Jupiter confirm it is. .... is it really alright like this? Jupiter deserves so much better. He frames Jupiter's face in his hands and drags him up into a searing kiss, just absolutely needing to kiss him senseless right this minute. ]

[ Jupiter's certainly not complaining! Instead, he moans into Tris's mouth, clearly willing and wanting Tris in his entirety. ]

[This is not at all how Tris ever pictured this scenario going. It's so much better. His hands drop down to work the buttons of Jupiter's coat off, for once regretting making the man wear something nice, it's getting in the way. ]