[Natsume watches each movement warily, like a prickly cat that's been backed into a corner. His eyes are slightly narrowed, waiting for the other shoe to drop. But the man is -- calm. He seems calm. That's usually a bad sign, because appearances are deceiving. If he looks calm, he probably isn't, at all.
The comment bewilders Natsume, though, making him glance back up from where he'd been intently frowning at the way the stranger is sitting in the chair. It's very casual. Who is he trying to impress?]
What? Drink? I'm tied up. How am I going to drink? [It's still said in a low, even voice, but the indignation is evident.] You could untie me first.
( The way Natsume watches him is met with a soft, short laugh, and Jason seems perfectly content to sit and watch the blond. He has nothing to prove here - he doesn't have to worry about Natsume finding something to dislike about him and leaving if he's tied to that chair. )
We'll make it work.
( He stands easily, sliding away from the chair to grab a bottle of water. His motions are clear and broadcasted, letting Natsume see everything from the way he cracks the cap on the water bottle to the long drink of it he takes as he walks over to the blond. His way of saying there's nothing in the water.
Reaching out with one hand, he rests it at the back of Natsume's neck. There's a flex of his fingers, a soft bit of pressure to encourage him to tip his head back. ) Here. Take it slow. ( He tips the bottle against Natsume's lips for him to drink. )
[Natsume momentarily considers resisting, pressing his lips together and refusing to drink. But there's a tight, dry feeling in his throat whenever he swallows, reminding him how thirsty he actually is. So, even though he narrows his eyes at Jason for a moment, he slowly tilts his head back and parts his lips for the water. He's in no real position to fight back, after all.
And once he swallows a bit of the water, his thirst flares up with a vengeance, prompting Natsume to lean forward and gulp as quick as he can, heedless of the drips sliding down the length of his throat. He even curls his tongue around the mouth of the bottle, eyes half-closing with relief.
It's only when the bottle's mostly gone that Natsume realizes basically sucking on the bottle probably isn't very dignified. He leans back, cheeks reddening, avoiding Jason's gaze.] Thanks.
( Jason expects that look. It's far from the worst thing Natsume can do, and he's just grateful that he allows himself to drink. He doesn't want to hurt him and force him to drink or fall back on his shitty first aid skills to stick with an IV. He has every intention of keeping Natsume here for some time, after all.
So he watches him as he drinks. Tilts the bottle in a way that lets him drink quickly but not too much that he'll choke. )
There you go. Just like that. ( He doesn't miss the water that trickles down his chin. Or the way that tongue is curled around the mouth of the bottle. He doesn't bother to try and stop the idea of how good Natsume'd look sucking on something else. )
You're welcome.
( He steps the bottle aside before he reaches out, tipping a hand under Natsume's chin to keep him in place as he leans down, dragging his tongue over the streaks of water and leaving a kiss at the corner of his mouth. )
[Part of Natsume bristles at the words -- he's not some kind of pet, he doesn't need to be praised. But another part, a deep-down, buried part goes warm and pleased at even this tiny scrap of approval. Which is screwed up, he knows it's screwed up, he's truly pathetic if his kidnapper praising him makes him happy.
So instead he focuses on gulping down the water, panting a little when it's taken away, lips wet and parted. When Jason cups his chin, he doesn't think to react, not until there's a mouth on his chin, his neck, a tongue gliding hot and wet over the damp streaks, and it's startling enough that when Natsume does react, it's with an embarrassing sort of gasping, moaning sound.
Then he quickly jerks back, face flaming red, kicking out both feet reflexively and snapping:] Don't do that!
( Taking another step back, Jason sits on the coffee table nearby. He leans forward with his forearms perched on his thigh, watching the blond curiously. )
What do you think I'm trying to do to you?
( Something questionable considering the situation he's in, he bets. But he doesn't plan to do anything Natsume doesn't want besides bringing him here and keeping him restrained until he calms down. )
[Natsume's face turns hot with embarrassment, ears burning as he unconsciously flicks his eyes up and down Jason's broad, strong frame. He's tall and broad-shouldered and -- okay, he's very good-looking.
But Natsume is still very indignant about the whole kidnapping thing, so he deeply resents the fact that he finds his captors attractive. He looks away, face flaming.]
( Jason doesn't miss that look. It makes the corners of his lips curve upward, amused, and he arches a brow slowly. Natsume reminds him of a cat with how indignant and prickly he is over the situation. )
Something debauched? Is that what you want me to go?
( He sounds amused, smug with the way Natsume's looked at him. )
[He's so red that it's almost uncomfortable. That, plus the lingering sensation of Jason's lips (his tongue) has Natsume shifting a little uncomfortably. He wonders vaguely if the water was drugged after all. He wonders if it'd matter.
Then he huffs out another indignant sound, shifting against his bonds.] That's not what I said. You're the one who's being -- perverted.
( Jason will gladly reassure Natsume that beyond the kidnapping and restraining bit, there's nothing nefarious here. Just a guy eager for company of a specific person.
He leans back slowly, letting his hands support his weight behind him as his legs spread a bit further as he settles comfortably. Nevermind that he's flexing a bit to show off the bare arms. Testing just how riled up he can get his companion. )
[Natsume may be a very annoyed, tied-up teenage boy, buy most importantly, he's a teenage boy. His eyes are dragged to Jason's bare arms, cheeks flushing a deeper red before he quickly looks away. His ears are burning, his throat suddenly dry. He hates that his literal kidnapper is so hot.]
Of course. Except for the part where you abducted me and tied me up in your basement.
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Date: 2023-01-18 01:54 am (UTC)The comment bewilders Natsume, though, making him glance back up from where he'd been intently frowning at the way the stranger is sitting in the chair. It's very casual. Who is he trying to impress?]
What? Drink? I'm tied up. How am I going to drink? [It's still said in a low, even voice, but the indignation is evident.] You could untie me first.
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Date: 2023-02-02 09:14 pm (UTC)We'll make it work.
( He stands easily, sliding away from the chair to grab a bottle of water. His motions are clear and broadcasted, letting Natsume see everything from the way he cracks the cap on the water bottle to the long drink of it he takes as he walks over to the blond. His way of saying there's nothing in the water.
Reaching out with one hand, he rests it at the back of Natsume's neck. There's a flex of his fingers, a soft bit of pressure to encourage him to tip his head back. ) Here. Take it slow. ( He tips the bottle against Natsume's lips for him to drink. )
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Date: 2023-02-04 03:25 am (UTC)And once he swallows a bit of the water, his thirst flares up with a vengeance, prompting Natsume to lean forward and gulp as quick as he can, heedless of the drips sliding down the length of his throat. He even curls his tongue around the mouth of the bottle, eyes half-closing with relief.
It's only when the bottle's mostly gone that Natsume realizes basically sucking on the bottle probably isn't very dignified. He leans back, cheeks reddening, avoiding Jason's gaze.] Thanks.
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Date: 2023-02-07 06:43 pm (UTC)So he watches him as he drinks. Tilts the bottle in a way that lets him drink quickly but not too much that he'll choke. )
There you go. Just like that. ( He doesn't miss the water that trickles down his chin. Or the way that tongue is curled around the mouth of the bottle. He doesn't bother to try and stop the idea of how good Natsume'd look sucking on something else. )
You're welcome.
( He steps the bottle aside before he reaches out, tipping a hand under Natsume's chin to keep him in place as he leans down, dragging his tongue over the streaks of water and leaving a kiss at the corner of his mouth. )
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Date: 2023-02-08 03:03 am (UTC)So instead he focuses on gulping down the water, panting a little when it's taken away, lips wet and parted. When Jason cups his chin, he doesn't think to react, not until there's a mouth on his chin, his neck, a tongue gliding hot and wet over the damp streaks, and it's startling enough that when Natsume does react, it's with an embarrassing sort of gasping, moaning sound.
Then he quickly jerks back, face flaming red, kicking out both feet reflexively and snapping:] Don't do that!
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Date: 2023-03-14 03:08 pm (UTC)That's not why he brought him here. Not the only reason, anyway.
Jason's hand slips away as the blond kicks out, shifting easily out of the way of any potential assault. )
I don't think you're in a position to stop me.
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Date: 2023-04-01 02:34 am (UTC)Maybe not. But I'm not going to -- give in easily, if that's what you want.
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Date: 2023-04-28 10:22 pm (UTC)What do you think I'm trying to do to you?
( Something questionable considering the situation he's in, he bets. But he doesn't plan to do anything Natsume doesn't want besides bringing him here and keeping him restrained until he calms down. )
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Date: 2023-05-06 01:48 am (UTC)But Natsume is still very indignant about the whole kidnapping thing, so he deeply resents the fact that he finds his captors attractive. He looks away, face flaming.]
Something -- debauched.
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Date: 2023-05-09 10:41 am (UTC)Something debauched? Is that what you want me to go?
( He sounds amused, smug with the way Natsume's looked at him. )
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Date: 2023-05-10 02:59 am (UTC)Then he huffs out another indignant sound, shifting against his bonds.] That's not what I said. You're the one who's being -- perverted.
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Date: 2023-05-19 10:19 pm (UTC)He leans back slowly, letting his hands support his weight behind him as his legs spread a bit further as he settles comfortably. Nevermind that he's flexing a bit to show off the bare arms. Testing just how riled up he can get his companion. )
I've been a perfect gentleman.
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Date: 2023-05-20 03:49 am (UTC)Of course. Except for the part where you abducted me and tied me up in your basement.