[CLOSED] turn it all around or throw it all away.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"Good, because frankly, I don't think I have the knees for skirts." He said with a smirk in return. He kissed him softly, reaching over to stroke his cheek gently. "Until it comes to sex. Then I get to be the one stuck on bottom." He kissed his neck gently, careful not to touch anywhere on him. He didn't know what hurt and what didn't. He trailed his tongue over the skin before sucking gently. He pulled away before he could leave a mark, laying his head down on the pillow to look over at Jayson.

"I guess I'm too proud to wear anything but skinny jeans, huh?" He asked, turning over onto his stomach. He didn't want to take his glasses off, not yet.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smiled. "I guess so. But that's okay." He kissed his forehead gently. "You can touch me, you know. Just not my wrist, forehead left ribs left hip and my pelvis..." He frowned a bit as he realized hos long the list was. "I shoulda stayed home tonight.." He complained. "Now we gotta make up for it." He leaned in to kiss him slowly again.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada drew his eyebrows together. "So.. I can't touch you?" He asked with a laugh. He moved closer, kissing Jayson slowly. He didn't want to hurt him, and considering there was a mile long list of places he couldn't touch, he wasn't sure what to do. Or how far the two of them actually got before he lost his memory. 'It's like forgetting the game controls.' He thought faintly. He trailed his fingers slowly across his chest, moving as close as he dared to.

"A lot of making up to do. So.. Am I still going to have big problems if I rub your leg?" He asked with a smirk, leaning in for another kiss as he rested his hand on Jayson's knee.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smirked. "Maybe. I'm not sure how big a cock block metal pins are," He teased, draping his arms around Nevada carefully. He kissed his jaw, then his neck, sucking tenderly on the skin. "But that's okay, I have hands and a mouth too, and as long at I can kiss you and hold you close, I can manage to keep myself sane." He grinned tauntingly, nuzzling him nose to nose.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"Fuck you and your teasing words." Nevada groaned, tracing his fingers slowly up and down Jayson's thigh. He moved close, kissing him slowly at first before he deepened it. His hand fell to rest high on his leg as his tongue focused on rubbing against Jayson's. He pulled away after a moment, tauntingly moving his hand a little higher.

"Okay, I've got to stop that. This can only end terribly." He said with a laugh, pulling his hand away. He kissed him slowly, reaching up to trace his fingers along his jaw.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson groaned faintly, smirking. "Doesn't help that I'm in fucking briefs," He complained, kissing him deeply. He tilted his head against Nevada's hand, searching his face with a crooked smile. "You're still as amazing as ever, even if we're both half crippled and like old people now." Another soft laugh.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"And I'm in boxers." He laughed, then leaned into the kiss. His hand went to Jayson's chest, kissing him a little deeper.

"Just proves I'm going to love you when I'm old and can't walk." He smiled. That need was back, the need to feel Jayson close to him, to hear his whimpers, their bodies together. 'Fuck. Think of anything else..' He thought as he traced his fingers slowly over Jayson's chest. He gently took Jayson's jaw into his hand, leaning close to kiss him slowly.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson chuckled softly, chest rising and falling slowly. He closed his eyes at the touch, the kiss. Lips parted, tongue brushing Nevada's bottom lip, a hand sliding to the back of his neck to pull him closer. "Mm.."

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada propped himself up on his elbow, parting his lips for Jayson. He reached his other hand up, stroking his cheek gently as he leaned in closer. His tongue brushed against Jayson's before he traced them slowly over his top teeth, smirking everytime his tongue ring tapped one and made a noise.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smiled faintly at this, closing his eyes as he parted his lips a little more, hugging Nevada as close as he dared without hurting himself. He ran fingers through his hair gently, drawing in another deep breath.