[ After he freed Mochi from his bag, Zell got to work shaking snow off of clothes and shoes, It’s been a roller coaster the last few days for Zell and the others. Leaving the room checks to the SOLDIERS tonight thanks for feeling pretty pent up and helpless to save anyone lately. He listens for the familiar footsteps of his boyfriend, and after a moment decides to locate him. They have something important to get to.
Grabbing his bag as he follows the very Jim-like sounds until he comes to the room Jim is checking. Thinking for a moment before closing the door behind him. ]
Are you done? [ Shrugging off his pack to place it against the wall. ]
[ Zell might be leaving the room checks to the SOLDIERS, but Jim can't seem to. He's prying at the window, making sure it really is sealed tightly shut, when Zell comes in. The sound of his boyfriend's voice startles him, visibly, and as he whirls around his heart is pounding for different reasons than usual.
He clears his throat to play it off and glances up at Zell, checking for a reaction, before he looks away to scan the rest of the room. ]
[ He looks over his boyfriend carefully as if considering something. Kneeling down by his pack as he paws through it carefully. Every movement Zell makes seems charged with a tense energy. It’s almost as if he’s ready to spring into action, even with everything being sealed shut. ]
Hey. [ His voice is almost quiet. Pausing to look back at Jim for a moment. ] Need to borrow you for a bit. [ A bit meaning hopefully the rest of the night. Finding the throw pillow and tossing it Jim’s way. ]
Think fast, Stars. [ For now, that’s all he pulls out as he shrugs out of both of his coats. Laying the wool one on the floor as he waves Jim over. Giving a considerate look for a second and then stripping off his top, too. ]
[ The tense energy doesn't go unnoticed, either. Jim's eyes track Zell thoughtfully, trying to discern what's going on with him. He's so caught up in that he doesn't even see the pillow coming until it's halfway to his face. ]
Hey!
[ Jim's attention jerks back to reality before the pillow smacks him. Plurking it out of the air, he pulls it up above his nose to hug it. Smells like the mix of their soap and the cologne Jim sometimes wears to mask the days between bathing.
It's comforting, but not enough to hold Jim's attention when Zell's stripping down. ]
[ Don't worry Jim, your boyfriend is just on the verge of breaking down. Not a big deal.
He does manage a bit of a grin in response to the protest. Watching Jim as he hugs the pillow close to him and feeling some of the trepidation melting away. It's not until Jim asks about training that Zell goes back in motion. ]
You're helping me. [ Indicating the wool coat on the floor with a nod of his head. ] That is if you want to, Stars. [ If he doesn't want then they can find other ways of working it off. ]
Jim frowns behind the pillow before easing his grip on it and trailing over to Zell. He drops the pillow on the coat to better clasp Zell's cheeks and give him a quick kiss. ]
How can I help?
[ Not just with the training, but - well, Jim has a feeling that the training will help. ]
[ Grabbing Jim's hips as he bumps their foreheads together. ]
I just need to work it off. [ It works so far, right? Taking a moment to just enjoy his presence for a moment as he breathes out heavily. ] Get some relief, you know?
[ It's just all stacking up again. A part of him is waiting to hear sounds from his tablet alerting him to a response or something. ] Could you lay down for me?
[ Jim carefully titls Zell's head down so that he can kiss his forehead before rolling his jacket off his shoulders, adding it to the pile, and complying with Zell's request. ]
This okay?
[ He's not sure exactly what he's lying down for, but he's good with whatever it is if Zell needs it. ]
[ He feels warmth chipping away at mess of feelings of doubt and helplessness. Toeing out of his shoes and socks as he nods at Jim. ]
That's good. [ Belt comes off next and it gets folded over his shoes. After scooting them out of the way, he helps himself to pushing his boyfriend's legs open. Taking a knee between them as he takes off his hat. Planting his hands on either side of Jim's head as he looks down at him. Giving him a smile as he moves into position over Jim. This should at least look familiar to Jim as Zell holds his straight.
Inhaling as he bends his elbows to bring himself down to just barely touching Jim's chest against his own. Soon he's exhaling and going back up again. If he's uninterrupted, he'll continue this for another ten sets before he starts trying to steal kisses every time he's down. ]
[ Jim gives Zell a ghost of a smile as he watches Zell strip down from his position on the floor. He's still not entirely sure what Zell's intending on until he get into position. After that he's flooded with the predictable reaction to Zell on top of him, even if they aren't quite touching.
Not yet, anyway. By the time Zell does the first pushup, Jim has to look away to try and hide his face. By the time he's done ten, Jim's managed to get his reaction under control a little better, though the kisses are not really going to help. He's not going to tell Zell to stop, though. ]
[ Sorry boyfriend, Zell is too distracted to actually realize the effect he has on Jim. He doesn't really answer until he gets to twenty. He holds the position as their chests touch. ]
Yeah. It's easier this way. [ Less thinking and dealing with the actual root of the issue. Kissing Jim's chin as he gives a smile. ] Want to make it harder?
[ He doesn't mean down there, but wouldn't be opposed to that if it came up between them. ] Grab on. [ Balancing on one arm as he reached back to touch Jim's hip and leg. ] Like you do on my back.
[ Jim doesn't choke on his response to the question, but it's a near thing. He does stare up at Zell for a moment before shaking his head and doing as requested: first one leg around Zell's waist, then the other, and then both around his shoulders. This spot's a little better for him to initiate a kiss, though it's only on the cheek. ]
[ Hand is braced back on the floor by Jim's shoulders as he waits for his boyfriend to become a chest monkey. Giving a soft hum at the kiss. ]
A bit. [ Taking a moment to breathe in his smell. Nuzzling his cheek. ] We can give something else a workout, too. [ He lifts them both up into position. ] Ready?
[ He gives Jim a moment before he starts. Zell does another set of ten, being sure to just go down enough to barely touch Jim's back to the floor. ] Thanks, Stars. [ It comes out quietly. ]
[ He stops when he feels that. Lowering them down and tucking his face against Jim. His heart is pounding and he's breathing fast, but the helplessness is starting ebb away. ] You got me.
[ Taking the moment to listen to the rise and fall of Jim's chest. To the heartbeat he can feel so close. ] Your turn. What do you want to do? [ He doesn't want to keep taking. ]
[ Jim knows that he absolutely couldn't, but it's important to sound confident. Or something. As if to prove his point, Jim tightens his thighs around Zell and uses the floor at his back to push off and roll both of them so that he's sitting on Zell's stomach. ]
See?
[ Knowing how quickly they're going to get derailed from talking about anything if they stay in that position, though, Jim scrambles sideways off of Zell if Zell will let him, then offers his hand up. ]
Whoa! [ He sounds surprised as he finds himself on his back. Zell is split between being proud and a little turned on. He's unable to settle on which he wants to be by the time his boyfriend gets off of him. Already missing the contact as he grasps Jim's hand. Standing up with his help and keeping a hold of his hand. ]
You're getting good. [ Bringing their linked hands up to strip off Jim's glove. Snagging Jim's other hand to do the same. Dropping the pink things off on their growing pile. ]
Here. [ Pulling off his own gloves to slide them on Jim's hands. ]
[ Zell's not the only one feeling a little turned on; Jim wasn't quite sure he could pull that off before he did it, and the position was ... well, he can think about that later. Right now he's watching Zell play with his hands and swallowing down the urge to bring Zell's up to kiss. He's doing something. Jim can't resist commenting, though: ]
Only because I've got the best teacher.
[ The gloves feel different on Jim's hands than the knitted ones Jim's used to, and he finds himself flexing his fingers to get used to it before he falls into a stance. ]
[ Pride. He definitely is beaming with pride over Jim's compliment. That even if he fails to help anyone here, at least he succeeded at something with his boyfriend. ]
Not just me. You're a great student. [ Even when he tries to distract Zell from training. All of it has been a joy and it's been pretty great. Moving away from the pile and closer to the bunks as he looks Jim over to check his stance. Moving into position himself as he bounces from foot to foot. ]
[ Jim has to smile when he sees that he's gotten one out of Zell. As far as he was concerned, it was a plain statement of fact, but at least it's something making Zell happy. ]
I like to learn from you.
[ And yeah, he's aware of exactly how that sounded, but he's not giving Zell a chance to react to it. ]
[ They go at it for a while and it all ends with sweat, panting, and Jim on top of Zell. Zell has a grip on Jim's shirt, pondering on flipping their roles, but liking the view all too much. Letting go and dropping his arm on the floor. ]
Good job. Ready for a break? [ He needs a long, cold shower or for them to put the energy to another use. Serious talk is still looming in the back of his mind, but for now he's relaxed. ]
[ Jim's got his knees locked tight around Zell's waist, prepared to try and fight any flip Zell attempts. Zell's not the only one that likes the view.
The question deserves a little thought, and a little studying Zell's face for a hint of if the sparring session did any good. Jim thinks he does need to talk or it's just going to get worse, but he's not willing to force it yet. ]
[ Zell isn't tense any more, and he is smiling. Placing his hands on the sides of Jim's knees and slowly sliding them up to his hips. ]
Happy sixtieth, Stars. [ He's amazed it's been that long. Jim still is by his side even after all of that.
It's also been a hundred and one days since he arrived here. It's been longer for Jim by a month. Walking a hand up to Jim's waist to work on pulling his shirt free. ]
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Grabbing his bag as he follows the very Jim-like sounds until he comes to the room Jim is checking. Thinking for a moment before closing the door behind him. ]
Are you done? [ Shrugging off his pack to place it against the wall. ]
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for different reasons than usual.He clears his throat to play it off and glances up at Zell, checking for a reaction, before he looks away to scan the rest of the room. ]
-Done, I think. Hey.
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Hey. [ His voice is almost quiet. Pausing to look back at Jim for a moment. ] Need to borrow you for a bit. [ A bit meaning hopefully the rest of the night. Finding the throw pillow and tossing it Jim’s way. ]
Think fast, Stars. [ For now, that’s all he pulls out as he shrugs out of both of his coats. Laying the wool one on the floor as he waves Jim over. Giving a considerate look for a second and then stripping off his top, too. ]
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Hey!
[ Jim's attention jerks back to reality before the pillow smacks him. Plurking it out of the air, he pulls it up above his nose to hug it. Smells like the mix of their soap and the cologne Jim sometimes wears to mask the days between bathing.
It's comforting, but not enough to hold Jim's attention when Zell's stripping down. ]
-Are we training tonight?
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He does manage a bit of a grin in response to the protest. Watching Jim as he hugs the pillow close to him and feeling some of the trepidation melting away. It's not until Jim asks about training that Zell goes back in motion. ]
You're helping me. [ Indicating the wool coat on the floor with a nod of his head. ] That is if you want to, Stars. [ If he doesn't want then they can find other ways of working it off. ]
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Nope, probably nothing to worry about.Jim frowns behind the pillow before easing his grip on it and trailing over to Zell. He drops the pillow on the coat to better clasp Zell's cheeks and give him a quick kiss. ]
How can I help?
[ Not just with the training, but - well, Jim has a feeling that the training will help. ]
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I just need to work it off. [ It works so far, right? Taking a moment to just enjoy his presence for a moment as he breathes out heavily. ] Get some relief, you know?
[ It's just all stacking up again. A part of him is waiting to hear sounds from his tablet alerting him to a response or something. ] Could you lay down for me?
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This okay?
[ He's not sure exactly what he's lying down for, but he's good with whatever it is if Zell needs it. ]
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That's good. [ Belt comes off next and it gets folded over his shoes. After scooting them out of the way, he helps himself to pushing his boyfriend's legs open. Taking a knee between them as he takes off his hat. Planting his hands on either side of Jim's head as he looks down at him. Giving him a smile as he moves into position over Jim. This should at least look familiar to Jim as Zell holds his straight.
Inhaling as he bends his elbows to bring himself down to just barely touching Jim's chest against his own. Soon he's exhaling and going back up again. If he's uninterrupted, he'll continue this for another ten sets before he starts trying to steal kisses every time he's down. ]
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Not yet, anyway. By the time Zell does the first pushup, Jim has to look away to try and hide his face. By the time he's done ten, Jim's managed to get his reaction under control a little better, though the kisses are not really going to help. He's not going to tell Zell to stop, though. ]
-Is it helping?
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Yeah. It's easier this way. [ Less thinking and dealing with the actual root of the issue. Kissing Jim's chin as he gives a smile. ] Want to make it harder?
[ He doesn't mean down there, but wouldn't be opposed to that if it came up between them. ] Grab on. [ Balancing on one arm as he reached back to touch Jim's hip and leg. ] Like you do on my back.
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Better? You're going to give my arms a workout.
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A bit. [ Taking a moment to breathe in his smell. Nuzzling his cheek. ] We can give something else a workout, too. [ He lifts them both up into position. ] Ready?
[ He gives Jim a moment before he starts. Zell does another set of ten, being sure to just go down enough to barely touch Jim's back to the floor. ] Thanks, Stars. [ It comes out quietly. ]
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[ For working out, and whatever else. ] What next?
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[ Taking the moment to listen to the rise and fall of Jim's chest. To the heartbeat he can feel so close. ] Your turn. What do you want to do? [ He doesn't want to keep taking. ]
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[ The way he says it, he's got some doubts that Zell's going to go for that at all. ]
-Or we could spar.
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Think you can handle me? [ There is a little hint of a smile as he settles his weight against Jim. Resting on his forearms. ]
We could do both.
lemme know if this isn't ok
[ Jim knows that he absolutely couldn't, but it's important to sound confident. Or something. As if to prove his point, Jim tightens his thighs around Zell and uses the floor at his back to push off and roll both of them so that he's sitting on Zell's stomach. ]
See?
[ Knowing how quickly they're going to get derailed from talking about anything if they stay in that position, though, Jim scrambles sideways off of Zell if Zell will let him, then offers his hand up. ]
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You're getting good. [ Bringing their linked hands up to strip off Jim's glove. Snagging Jim's other hand to do the same. Dropping the pink things off on their growing pile. ]
Here. [ Pulling off his own gloves to slide them on Jim's hands. ]
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Only because I've got the best teacher.
[ The gloves feel different on Jim's hands than the knitted ones Jim's used to, and he finds himself flexing his fingers to get used to it before he falls into a stance. ]
we can do a time skip
Not just me. You're a great student. [ Even when he tries to distract Zell from training. All of it has been a joy and it's been pretty great. Moving away from the pile and closer to the bunks as he looks Jim over to check his stance. Moving into position himself as he bounces from foot to foot. ]
Show me what you got.
we can if you want!
I like to learn from you.
[ And yeah, he's aware of exactly how that sounded, but he's not giving Zell a chance to react to it. ]
~*~magic wand~*~ ;D (let me know if this is okay)
Good job. Ready for a break? [ He needs a long, cold shower or for them to put the energy to another use. Serious talk is still looming in the back of his mind, but for now he's relaxed. ]
it's good :3
The question deserves a little thought, and a little studying Zell's face for a hint of if the sparring session did any good. Jim thinks he does need to talk or it's just going to get worse, but he's not willing to force it yet. ]
-Yeah. A break sounds good.
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Happy sixtieth, Stars. [ He's amazed it's been that long. Jim still is by his side even after all of that.
It's also been a hundred and one days since he arrived here. It's been longer for Jim by a month. Walking a hand up to Jim's waist to work on pulling his shirt free. ]
What would you like?
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