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[laughingandlyric]

[Truth be told, he would have been too bashful to do so, if Rey had been watching, and fully capable.

Nibbling at his lower lip again, he'd toy with the top button of his collar, waiting for some sort of permission that it was alright to unbutton him.]

[affablecharm]

[He nods a little when he feels Jehan's hand at the button of his shirt, moving his own hand up to take through his hair.]

[laughingandlyric]

[Sighing a little at the hand in his hair, he removed his own to begin working off his buttons, to get the shirt fully open. Once he had that done, he'd go to rake his nails gently down his chest.]

[affablecharm]

[The nails were not expected. He moaned a little, breaking the kiss to do so. His nails scratched over his scalp a little more.]

[laughingandlyric]

[Nudging under his chin with his nose when he broke away, he repeated the motion, trying to make note of where he was most sensitive, and let his palms hover there.

He did not intend to go too much further! but he didn't see any reason to stop enjoying himself just yet.]

[affablecharm]

[Well, he was doing a good job of finding those sensitive spots... Breathing out, he moved to find Jehan's jaw line, attempting to kiss and nip along it. Still, he was trying to make note of what was acceptable.]

[laughingandlyric]

[He would always be vocal about anything he didn't like; no such complaints here. Sighing and closing his eyes when he nipped along his chin, he went to rub at one of Rey's shoulders before asking against his ear,]

Is it all right if I take it off of you?

[affablecharm]

[He'll just continue to do those, then, and nudge his nose at his cheek.]

It's alright, yes.

[Please.]

[laughingandlyric]

[Another soft murmur of appreciation at what his mouth was doing before he was slipping the shirt from his shoulders, peeking open his eyes to take in the sight.

He really was obnoxiously good looking, and what few freckles he did have were cute, really. It was a shame to have to lean away from that nibbling, but he did so to poke a few kisses at the freckles he did have along his shoulders and collar bone.]

[affablecharm]

[Courfeyrac whined a little when Jehan pulled from the kisses he was leaving, but when he felt the ones across his shoulders and collarbone... Well, he stopped whining.

Instead he used one hand to sneak under Jehan's shirt, fingers lightly trailing over the skin there.]

[laughingandlyric]

[Letting out a little gasp at that, he'd press his forehead against Reynaud's shoulder, almost startled by how nice that felt. It wasn't as if he'd done this a lot, as it wasn't exactly in his nature to do more than have impossible crushes and revel in them, for the emotional satisfaction.

This was very different.

Biting his lip again briefly, he tilted his head up again to press another kiss to the other boy's mouth.]

[affablecharm]

[The gasp was all he needed to hear to continue what he was doing, fingers trailing farther up. He went slowly, still, inch by inch, rib by rib, thumb smoothing over spots when his hand paused.

He was very upset, despite it all, that he couldn't see Jehan right now. But deals were deals and he was content when their kiss continued again. Deepening the kiss eagerly, he applied a little more pressure to his fingers over Jehan's torso.]

[laughingandlyric]

[He tried, he really did, to not make any noise; that he failed spectacularly was a testament to Courfeyrac's skill, blindfolded or no. At least the other boy couldn't see him, because then he'd be well and truly embarrassed.

But the kiss was distracting enough, and he was glad to deepen it, a little too energetically even, putting an arm around the other boy's shoulders and dragging him flush against himself so he could entwine their legs lightly.]

[affablecharm]

[Courfeyrac could tell that Jehan tried not to make a sound... And he was, perhaps, a little too arrogant that he had. He allowed Jehan to pull him close, a small sound as they were flush against each other and his fingers moved along to his side instead of his front.

Their legs entwined as they were, it was impossible to hide the slightly growing problem he had... and he'd been trying not to let it be known.]

[laughingandlyric]

[Exactly why he hadn't wanted him to know! That predictable arrogance... but at least it was well-deserved here, as Jehan could not remember having ever kissed someone quite so good at it, or leaning into hands quite as skilled.

His other hand fumbled for Courfeyrac's scalp again, scraping over it lightly, then tugging gently at the hair, becoming more impassioned by the moment...

Before, abruptly, he made a little noise of surprise and accidentally bumped their noses a bit too hard.

Cue: Awkward Teenaged Moment. Because he's guessing that's not a bottle of Coke in your pocket.]

Oh-! Sorry, I-- you-- um. [A pause, catching his breath and making a face.] ...I didn't mean to do that.

[He didn't mean the nose bump.]

[affablecharm]

[The nails against his scalp and fingers tugging at his hair earned a soft sound into the kiss... Well, until their noses bumped a little too hard and they broke the kiss, him hissing out a little... More in shock, really, than in pain.

And honestly, Jehan... Courfeyrac managed a dry chuckle, fingers hand moving out from under his shirt and just above the blindfold. He was a teenager... with a pretty high sex drive. It was bound to happen sooner or later, really.]

It's okay-- ah... Can I?

[laughingandlyric]

[There's a puffy look of annoyance, brief, at his laughter, before it melts away and he's nodding to that request...

Before realizing, belatedly, that Reynaud can't see him nodding. With a sigh, he reaches up and unties the blindfold himself, slipping it off, and rubbing lightly at the other boy's temple, just in case it inflicted any sort of headache.

Otherwise, he doesn't say a word, not really certain what to say.]

[affablecharm]

[He's thankful that he can see again now, smiling as he readjusts to being able to see... Though his eyes close for a moment when Jehan rubs at his temple.

Opening his eyes again, he just smiles at him and leans back in for another brief kiss.]

Really... don't worry about it.

[laughingandlyric]

[There's a flush of colour and he ducks his head a little, brows knitting and making another face.]

You're sure?

[It wasn't as if he minded, or had never seen something like that on someone else before... but it's 1950, and he's a traditionalist; while that doesn't make him a conservative (hilarious idea, considering he's in bed with a boy), it does mean he's not quite on board with... helping someone out with that, casually. With a boyfriend? Fine. With the best friend he had in math class? Umm...

Which wasn't to say he didn't want to help him with that, either. Just... well. He was saving Rey the headache of his being doe-eyed at him for the next few months; really, Rey should be thankful.]

...I have a bathroom, if you um, need it?

[affablecharm]

I'm sure.

[Reynaud was the king of casual relationships, as-- well, half the school was aware. Perhaps even half the town if they knew who he was. Regardless, he really would have enjoyed Jehan's help, but he knew his friend all too well. Jehan would not be okay with casual and Reynaud was not entirely sure he'd be okay with something exclusive.]

Maybe... ah... in a bit.

[Because lets be real, if he wasn't going to get off during this? He'd need that bathroom break soon.]

[laughingandlyric]

[That was it exactly. Neither one would convince the other of their point of view, Jehan figured, and being that they were friends, they also were generally respectful of the other's opinions... even if Jehan didn't quite get what could possibly be good about casual hookups (wasn't it so much more meaningful with just one person, didn't you learn them better, so you made them feel better, lasted longer, and genuinely cared, like that? depth of feeling, physical and emotional...), he did get that they made Reynaud happy; and Reynaud was always very happy. So! Good enough for him.

...Though he felt very badly about his, ah, predicament, he still gave a soft snort at that reply, smiled, and went to kiss his jaw, still running a hand through his hair.]

Okay. In a little bit, then.

[affablecharm]

[He wouldn't know... he's never had that deep, meaningful, exclusive relationship that Jehan seemed to treasure so much. He hummed a little at that kiss on his jaw and grinned.

When he absolutely could not bear it anymore, then he would look into visiting the bathroom. For now, he was fine with continuing this nice make out session they had going on.]

[laughingandlyric]

[If being completely rejected by someone he loved as a friend and thought of as an impossibility weren't on Jehan's Top Ten list of Things He Didn't Want To Go Through, he might have broached the topic. But, as it was (and as he'd more than proved earlier), he made a very bold show of disinterested in the valiant effort to stay disinterested. Completely.

Not his type, after all. Right?

The grin made him smile in return and press another, chaste kiss over his mouth, putting a little space back between them and hugging onto him more idly, in a friendly manner.]

[affablecharm]

[Well, one thing was for certain: Courfeyrac was definitely upset by the change of pace... Not because it had moved into chaste territory... but more because it had moved into merely friendly territory.

There was only one way to fix this, mind you. Peeling from Jehan's grip, he moved away from him reluctantly, fingers at the hem of his shirt so they could match in their lack of modesty.]

May I?

[It was an unspoken promise that he would not press much further after the shirt was disposed of.]

[laughingandlyric]

[The one thing moving into friendly territory did accomplish was that he no longer had his defenses up quite so high, and rather than being chiding and somewhat of a tease, he warmed considerably, and was more comfortable.

Still, he gave Courfeyrac a genuine look of surprise at that request... before smiling a little and nodding, shifting to best help him get it off.]

Only fair, petit.