[DANCE] you got me poppin' champagne.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada hugged him close, then wandered off to the kitchen. He fixed Jayson his drink, then grabbed a soda from the fridge. He handed him his drink, then sat down on the sofa. He picked up the remote, flipping through the channels before stopping on some science show.

"If you ever need to get away from your dad, you can come here." He said softly, putting his hand on the boy's knee again. He leaned over, kissing his cheek.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson took a heavy swallow of it, but honestly didn't feel in the mood for alcohol. He finished it off in several gulps, set the glass aside and hugged Nevada close. "Okay.." He mumbled, desperately hoping his dad would get over it. His last living blood related son was gay, would never have a fully traditional wedding, never have a wife and blood related kids. He could see why he had reacted like that. At least his mother was there, hopefully to keep him in check.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"It's okay, baby.." He whispered, hugging him close. He pulled him gently into his lap, stroking his hair gently. "Everything is going to be okay. Why don't you go take a warm bath? I got bubbles. You can lay in there and read a book or watch a movie. I got a DVD player around here somewhere." He kissed his forehead, rubbing the side of his neck gently. "And when you get out, we can cuddle in the bed until we fall asleep."

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson drew in a quiet breath. "Mm..sounds good." He wanted to unwind, but wanted to stay straight in the head right now, rested a hand on Nevada's chest and kissed him soft and slow. He was tempted to offer Nevada taking a dip with him, but didn't know how to go about it, deciding to stay silent instead.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada kissed him back, his hand resting on the nape of his neck. He finally pulled away after a few moments, kissing him softly once more before walking off into the bathroom and running him his bath. He ran it a little hot, figuring if it was too hot, it could always cool off. He poured the bubbles in, then sat on the edge, waiting for it to fill up.

"My bathtub is too fucking huuuuge." He sang, putting his arms on his knees. He sat there for a good fifteen minutes before the tub was finally full. He turned the water off, then walked back out.

"Bath's ready, babe." He said with a smile. "Towels and everything are under the sink."

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smiled faintly, trailing after him, then chewed on his lip a bit. "You wanna join..?" He murmured, kissing Nevada on the side of the head gently, arms wrapping around him a moment before he let go, pulling his shirt from over his head.

He tugged off his jeans, left in only boxers, and glanced back at Vegas again in question.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"It's really hard to tell you no when you're standing there in boxers.." He said, pulling off his glasses. "Shit, I can't see." He groaned before putting them back on. He pulled his shirt over his head, then fought his way out of his skinny jeans and boxers before climbing into one end of the tub. The tub could fit six people easily. If you wanted five other people in your bath tub.

"I'm in the bath tub. With my glasses." He said, swiping his line of rubber duckies off the edge of the tub. "This one is a devil." He pushed it towards Jayson. "And this one's an angel. And this one's a stripper. And this ones a hunter. And this one's a marine. And this one's.. naked. And this one glows in the dark. And this one is Mickey Mouse. And this one is supposed to be Abe Lincoln but I lost his hat." He looked over at Jayson with a smile. "And the others are just duckies."

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson did a double take as Nevada stripped down, then smirked faintly and did the same, sliding into the hot water across from him before relaxing.

He laughed as Vegas went through the rubber ducks, studying each with an amused smile. "Do you collect them or something? Rubber ducky fetish?" He teased, scooting around closer on the other side, kissing him softly on the lips.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Vegas laughed, shaking his head. "No, they're for decoration. I used to go travelling a lot and would pick up the cool ducks I found."

He kissed him back, reaching up a hand to rub his shoulder. He wanted to pull him into his lap, but knew it would be wet and bubbly and awkward and he would probably end up with a severe case of attraction towards Jayson. He nudged him with a duck, then smirked.

"Beep beep." He sat it on his head, poking his tongue out, his stud a rainbow today.

[jayson thomas christopher]

"Ohh," He smiled, leaning up close, shook his head to send the rubber duck splashing back into the water, sticking his own tongue out in response. His eyes flickered with his smile and amusement. "You're like a little kid," He teased, hugging him a bit closer with a slow breath before planting a playful, sloppy kiss on his cheek, scooping up a handful of bubbles. He gave himself a beard, and Nevada a mustache.