Chris backed further into his chair at Jaz's statement but soon recovered and repositioned himself. Jaz figured he would appreciate being in control of something about the situation.
"Can we agree on the 'third option' first?" Chris asked Jaz, but Ren answered before she could respond.
"Well, for those who are open to teasing tonight..." Ren said, sending sharp smiles in both Nick's and Jaz's direction, "You get teased. For me and Chris? Well... We're well within our rights to tease our asker, if one of you two was so bold or crude." And then Ren winked at Chris. Had he ever done the same to Jaz? "We can simply pass with each other, no questions asked," Ren said to Chris.
It all sounded... bulletproof. And Ren looked so damned happy about it. Jaz would never in a million years have thought Ren would be this comfortable in a group setting, but he did really seem to like running the show. And he was damn good at it.
Chris' mouth was hanging open when Jaz looked over at him to gage his reaction, but he soon swallowed and straightened again, checking in with Jaz and Nick with a glance.
"Ren," Chris said then with determination. Ren raised his eyebrows as though in curiosity. "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," Ren said. Jaz's attention locked onto Ren.
"Why did you want to meet me and Nick?" Jaz startled a little. Chris was coming out swinging, it seemed, but it was a fair question.
Ren smiled sharply--gods, she would die for more of those smiles, and he was handing them out like candy tonight. He closed his eyes with a sigh and then said, "I don't want to keep feeling like you're competition." Jaz thought she saw the warmth of an apology in Ren's eyes when he opened them again. Damn. He was being honest.
"At first, it was kind of fun to lean into the jealousy. Imagine that Jaz was..." Jaz stiffened, not sure what Ren was about to say next. He smiled sharply at her, and her eyebrows lifted in curious challenge. But Ren shook his head. "Well, we had our games. But, outside of the games... you're real people. Real people who Jaz likes. I'd rather feel like co-conspirators than competitors, if we can."
Jaz exhaled fully, taking a sip of her drink. That was... beautiful. Her eyes watered a little, but she was intent on blaming the tequila.
"Your turn, then?" Chris asked, and Ren shrugged. Chris didn't have anything to say about all that, then. Huh. Fair enough. It would have been a tough act to follow.
Ren looked between Nick and Jaz, and butterflies erupted in Jaz's stomach.
"Jaz," Ren finally said with another of those sharp smiles. Bout time he started paying some attention to me, she thought playfully. "Truth or Dare?"
She was very aware that all of them likely expected her to pick a dare--that was just true to her nature--but knowing that also made her want to be contrary. Then again, Ren had just done a truth, and she didn't particularly want to follow his act either. Jaz looked at Ren, both hands around her drink with her legs curled up into the chair. Shrugging lightly in Ren's direction and trying very much not to look affected by his hungry smiles in her direction, she said, "Dare."
Another spurt of butterflies erupted in her stomach, adding to the blush on her face.
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Ren watched Jaz's expression closely as she shrugged lightly, trying to look aloof.
"Dare," she said, blush blooming.
Thrill danced in Ren's core as he contemplated his options with a subtle, pleased smile.
"I dare you..." Ren finally spoke in a low, sinister voice. He couldn't even help himself, his smile curling into a sharper grin. "...to touch Nick's face again, for a full minute this time. No kissing. I'll keep time."
At that, he fished his phone out of his pocket, and returned his gaze to Jaz, eyebrows raised.
"Dare," she said, blush blooming.
Thrill danced in Ren's core as he contemplated his options with a subtle, pleased smile.
"I dare you..." Ren finally spoke in a low, sinister voice. He couldn't even help himself, his smile curling into a sharper grin. "...to touch Nick's face again, for a full minute this time. No kissing. I'll keep time."
At that, he fished his phone out of his pocket, and returned his gaze to Jaz, eyebrows raised.
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Jaz's stomach only rebelled against her insides more fervently the longer Ren took to respond until she had dropped pretenses of nonchalance altogether. Her hands holding her drink lowered and her lips parted as she considered all the things he might make her do right now, not to mention all the things she wanted him to tell her to do right now, altogether a much less realistic list.
Ren's smile was subdued as he looked at her, but she suspected that he was pleased at how fervently she looked on.
"I dare you..." Ren said, and Jaz jumped the tiniest bit in her seat. His voice was low and compelling, his lips curling into a deeper, darker smile, "...to touch Nick's face again, for a full minute this time. No kissing. I'll keep time." While Ren rummaged in his pocket for his phone--which Jaz belatedly realized was for the timer feature and not to take a photo--Jaz looked over at Nick, nervous but soon hungry to touch him.
No kissing, Jaz thought. Damn. She was particularly good at holding this boundary with her cuddle clients, but doing so with Nick in front of two other men who wanted her... was an entirely different story.
Taking a large gulp of her drink, Jaz set her glass down on the coffee table and slid onto the floor languorously, crawling seductively over to Nick with a large smile. Once there, Jaz climbed onto the chair's arm and sat there, letting her legs spill over Nick's. She figured, from this angle, Ren and Chris would both have a good view of whatever she did--and didn't do.
Looking at Nick, Jaz smiled, her eyes wide with welcome. She then balanced herself carefully and took his face in both of her hands, not looking away from Nick to say softly to Ren, "I hope you've started the timer."
Jaz's smile and brows softened further as she let all the love and affection she felt for Nick spill out into the open. She stroked one side of his face, sweet and slow, and then the other. During the second pass, she tangled her fingers in his hair briefly on the way down, tugging just a little before releasing. Her fingers then teased the back of his ear, forming to the shape of it as they continued down toward his jaw.
Breathing a little heavier with parted lips, Jaz bent down to bring her face closer to the far side of Nick's, centimeters away from his cheek, his jaw, his ear. Her breath was warm and soft, tantalizing to Jaz as much as she hoped it tantalized Nick. With a smile that maybe only Ren would get a flicker of, Jaz followed an impulse and whispered in Nick's ear, "Gods, I want to kiss you. I want to kiss you and kiss you and kiss you. I want to tug on your clothes and pull you close and make Ren and Chris watch it all happen." All the while, she kept stroking his face, her toes curling and uncurling slowly against the chair.
Ren's smile was subdued as he looked at her, but she suspected that he was pleased at how fervently she looked on.
"I dare you..." Ren said, and Jaz jumped the tiniest bit in her seat. His voice was low and compelling, his lips curling into a deeper, darker smile, "...to touch Nick's face again, for a full minute this time. No kissing. I'll keep time." While Ren rummaged in his pocket for his phone--which Jaz belatedly realized was for the timer feature and not to take a photo--Jaz looked over at Nick, nervous but soon hungry to touch him.
No kissing, Jaz thought. Damn. She was particularly good at holding this boundary with her cuddle clients, but doing so with Nick in front of two other men who wanted her... was an entirely different story.
Taking a large gulp of her drink, Jaz set her glass down on the coffee table and slid onto the floor languorously, crawling seductively over to Nick with a large smile. Once there, Jaz climbed onto the chair's arm and sat there, letting her legs spill over Nick's. She figured, from this angle, Ren and Chris would both have a good view of whatever she did--and didn't do.
Looking at Nick, Jaz smiled, her eyes wide with welcome. She then balanced herself carefully and took his face in both of her hands, not looking away from Nick to say softly to Ren, "I hope you've started the timer."
Jaz's smile and brows softened further as she let all the love and affection she felt for Nick spill out into the open. She stroked one side of his face, sweet and slow, and then the other. During the second pass, she tangled her fingers in his hair briefly on the way down, tugging just a little before releasing. Her fingers then teased the back of his ear, forming to the shape of it as they continued down toward his jaw.
Breathing a little heavier with parted lips, Jaz bent down to bring her face closer to the far side of Nick's, centimeters away from his cheek, his jaw, his ear. Her breath was warm and soft, tantalizing to Jaz as much as she hoped it tantalized Nick. With a smile that maybe only Ren would get a flicker of, Jaz followed an impulse and whispered in Nick's ear, "Gods, I want to kiss you. I want to kiss you and kiss you and kiss you. I want to tug on your clothes and pull you close and make Ren and Chris watch it all happen." All the while, she kept stroking his face, her toes curling and uncurling slowly against the chair.
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Nick was truly warmed by Ren's answer to Chris. He was very happy to be co-conspirators with him. He offered Ren a bright, warm smile, though shyness bloomed in its wake, and he slid his hands up over his face again. He felt like he must be grinning like an idiot. There was a bit of a weighty pause, and Nick peeked a glance at Chris, growing curious how Ren's answer landed with him.
"Your turn, then?" Chris gave Ren a small nod, and nervousness fluttered in Nick's stomach as he shifted his gaze back to Ren. He really, really wanted them all to get on. And it seemed like they just might. But it felt a little like it balanced on the edge of a knife.
Thankfully, Ren gave a shrug, and turned a sharp, excited gaze to Jaz.
"Jaz, Truth or Dare?"
Nick sat up a little, lowering his hands to his lap and trying to muster a bit more confidence. He wanted to be, like... present, for this.
"Dare," Jaz said, smiling bravely but with a blooming blush. Ren studied her for a long moment, his subtle smile a surprising sort of thrilling.
"I dare you..." Ren finally spoke in a low, sinister voice, his smile curling into a sharper grin. Nick had to wiggle his toes against the floor, the roller coaster sensation flaring. "...to touch Nick's face again, for a full minute this time. No kissing. I'll keep time."
Nick blinked wide-eyed to Jaz, his expression awash with hopeful thrill and nervous disbelief. He watched as she took a gulp of her drink and set her glass down on the coffee table before slinking down onto the floor, crawling toward Nick with a seductive smile. His jaw dropped a little, fluster erupting in his core. He glanced to Ren--who held a fantastically terrifying look in his eye--and then to Chris, whose jaw was also open slightly, his expression soft and open. He quickly grew flustered when he saw that Nick was looking, though, and cast his gaze away. Nick wiggled his toes through his own fluster again, and returned his gaze to Jaz.
She was getting up from the floor right next to him, moving herself to sit on the armrest of the chair, her legs happily spilling into Nick's lap. His hands were too shy to touch her for a moment, hovering briefly in the air until Nick met Jaz's gaze. Her smile was warm and welcoming, and Nick relaxed, his hands resting lightly over her thighs. Her hands gently cupped his face, her eyes intimate with Nick's as she said,
"I hope you've started the timer."
Nick's brow furrowed, a brief wave of confused concern washing over him before he realized that Jaz was talking to Ren. He let out a soft, airy chuckle at that, relaxing with the light exhale, shyness blooming just enough for him to blink away from Jaz, only briefly. When he looked back to her, her expression was softer, affection painted all over her face as she stroked one side of his face, sweet and slowly, and then the other. He melted into it--into the gorgeous affection in her eyes, and the tender flow in her caress.
His hands got a little braver and gently pressed into Jaz's thighs, letting some of his excitement express itself in the pressure. She tangled her fingers in his hair, tugging gently before releasing, and Nick sighed without meaning to, his fingers kneading subtly into her thigh and his eyelids briefly fluttering in response. Then she leaned in close to his cheek, her breath heavy by his ear in a way that almost tickled.
"Gods, I want to kiss you," Jaz whispered, sending tingles across his scalp. "I want to kiss you and kiss you and kiss you. I want to tug on your clothes and pull you close and make Ren and Chris watch it all happen."
Nick tensed his throat, only realizing after the fact that he'd very nearly moaned. Oh, gods, he wasn't sure he was ready for that. He let out a soft, shaky sigh instead, trying to relax. With a subtle extra pressure from his fingertips on Jaz's thigh, he opened his eyes to look at Chris, who looked very much like the last time Nick had braved a glance his direction. But, this time Chris didn't blink away. Instead, he silently closed his mouth and swallowed, his hands balling up on his legs as he watched. Nick decided to trust his best-faith read of Chris' expression, and offered Chris a hopeful smile, silently praying that he would genuinely say time out if he needed things to change.
Then, Nick summoned some bravery, and shifted his gaze to Ren. Gods, his piercing smirk looked sharp as a razorblade, and Nick let out a soft, startled gasp as he shifted his gaze to--well, Jaz's face was kind of out of his line of sight for the moment, so he settled on the kitchen doorwy over Jaz's shoulder, eyes losing focus as he sank back into the tingle of Jaz's breath by his ear.
"I want to..." he whispered, but trailed off, surprised by the thoughts that came to his mind. He felt embarassed, and rather than try to recover the verbal expression, he simply sighed and nuzzled his cheek gently against Jaz's, eyes relaxing and sliding shut to simply live in that touch for a moment.
"Your turn, then?" Chris gave Ren a small nod, and nervousness fluttered in Nick's stomach as he shifted his gaze back to Ren. He really, really wanted them all to get on. And it seemed like they just might. But it felt a little like it balanced on the edge of a knife.
Thankfully, Ren gave a shrug, and turned a sharp, excited gaze to Jaz.
"Jaz, Truth or Dare?"
Nick sat up a little, lowering his hands to his lap and trying to muster a bit more confidence. He wanted to be, like... present, for this.
"Dare," Jaz said, smiling bravely but with a blooming blush. Ren studied her for a long moment, his subtle smile a surprising sort of thrilling.
"I dare you..." Ren finally spoke in a low, sinister voice, his smile curling into a sharper grin. Nick had to wiggle his toes against the floor, the roller coaster sensation flaring. "...to touch Nick's face again, for a full minute this time. No kissing. I'll keep time."
Nick blinked wide-eyed to Jaz, his expression awash with hopeful thrill and nervous disbelief. He watched as she took a gulp of her drink and set her glass down on the coffee table before slinking down onto the floor, crawling toward Nick with a seductive smile. His jaw dropped a little, fluster erupting in his core. He glanced to Ren--who held a fantastically terrifying look in his eye--and then to Chris, whose jaw was also open slightly, his expression soft and open. He quickly grew flustered when he saw that Nick was looking, though, and cast his gaze away. Nick wiggled his toes through his own fluster again, and returned his gaze to Jaz.
She was getting up from the floor right next to him, moving herself to sit on the armrest of the chair, her legs happily spilling into Nick's lap. His hands were too shy to touch her for a moment, hovering briefly in the air until Nick met Jaz's gaze. Her smile was warm and welcoming, and Nick relaxed, his hands resting lightly over her thighs. Her hands gently cupped his face, her eyes intimate with Nick's as she said,
"I hope you've started the timer."
Nick's brow furrowed, a brief wave of confused concern washing over him before he realized that Jaz was talking to Ren. He let out a soft, airy chuckle at that, relaxing with the light exhale, shyness blooming just enough for him to blink away from Jaz, only briefly. When he looked back to her, her expression was softer, affection painted all over her face as she stroked one side of his face, sweet and slowly, and then the other. He melted into it--into the gorgeous affection in her eyes, and the tender flow in her caress.
His hands got a little braver and gently pressed into Jaz's thighs, letting some of his excitement express itself in the pressure. She tangled her fingers in his hair, tugging gently before releasing, and Nick sighed without meaning to, his fingers kneading subtly into her thigh and his eyelids briefly fluttering in response. Then she leaned in close to his cheek, her breath heavy by his ear in a way that almost tickled.
"Gods, I want to kiss you," Jaz whispered, sending tingles across his scalp. "I want to kiss you and kiss you and kiss you. I want to tug on your clothes and pull you close and make Ren and Chris watch it all happen."
Nick tensed his throat, only realizing after the fact that he'd very nearly moaned. Oh, gods, he wasn't sure he was ready for that. He let out a soft, shaky sigh instead, trying to relax. With a subtle extra pressure from his fingertips on Jaz's thigh, he opened his eyes to look at Chris, who looked very much like the last time Nick had braved a glance his direction. But, this time Chris didn't blink away. Instead, he silently closed his mouth and swallowed, his hands balling up on his legs as he watched. Nick decided to trust his best-faith read of Chris' expression, and offered Chris a hopeful smile, silently praying that he would genuinely say time out if he needed things to change.
Then, Nick summoned some bravery, and shifted his gaze to Ren. Gods, his piercing smirk looked sharp as a razorblade, and Nick let out a soft, startled gasp as he shifted his gaze to--well, Jaz's face was kind of out of his line of sight for the moment, so he settled on the kitchen doorwy over Jaz's shoulder, eyes losing focus as he sank back into the tingle of Jaz's breath by his ear.
"I want to..." he whispered, but trailed off, surprised by the thoughts that came to his mind. He felt embarassed, and rather than try to recover the verbal expression, he simply sighed and nuzzled his cheek gently against Jaz's, eyes relaxing and sliding shut to simply live in that touch for a moment.
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Jaz hummed as Nick pressed his fingers into her thigh, the pressure sending little sparks up toward her spine. This was probably the most thrilling thing she had done since she had given Ren a lap dance at Sanctuary. She couldn't help a slight smirk, using her peripheries to check in briefly on Ren and Chris. They both seemed rapt, even if Chris' hands looked tense. Chris hadn't told her to stop. He hadn't looked away. She took that as permission to continue.
Leaning fully back into touching Nick's face, where he had nuzzled against her cheek, Jaz pulled him as close as possible, holding his face with one hand on his cheek while she stroked through his hair with her other hand, her closed eyes serene and happy.
"Time," Ren said, startling Jaz out of her bliss. She pulled away from Nick only enough to look at him, waking from his own bliss, and beamed. With her hands on Nick's shoulders, still practically in Nick's lap, Jaz looked over to Ren and then Chris as a heavy craving wracked through her. She wanted to touch each of them--all of them--like this. She tried to pull them in with her gaze, happy and blissful and grateful and hungry, but then sighed and extricated herself from Nick, touching his face with soft, nimble fingers one more time as she did so.
Going back to her own chair, she suddenly felt very alone and pulled her legs up close, held them with her arms, and hid her head near her knees for a few moments while she collected herself.
After a moment, she looked up with gentle curiosity and assessed Chris before looking to Ren, asking, "So... How'd I do?"
Leaning fully back into touching Nick's face, where he had nuzzled against her cheek, Jaz pulled him as close as possible, holding his face with one hand on his cheek while she stroked through his hair with her other hand, her closed eyes serene and happy.
"Time," Ren said, startling Jaz out of her bliss. She pulled away from Nick only enough to look at him, waking from his own bliss, and beamed. With her hands on Nick's shoulders, still practically in Nick's lap, Jaz looked over to Ren and then Chris as a heavy craving wracked through her. She wanted to touch each of them--all of them--like this. She tried to pull them in with her gaze, happy and blissful and grateful and hungry, but then sighed and extricated herself from Nick, touching his face with soft, nimble fingers one more time as she did so.
Going back to her own chair, she suddenly felt very alone and pulled her legs up close, held them with her arms, and hid her head near her knees for a few moments while she collected herself.
After a moment, she looked up with gentle curiosity and assessed Chris before looking to Ren, asking, "So... How'd I do?"
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Chris felt... weirdly called out by Ren's dare to Jaz. But, he supposed, in some ways, they all were. He felt hot in his chest as he watched Jaz slide down to the floor to crawl to Nick, his jaw slack with disbelief. Nick also looked pretty taken off-guard by it all, and met Chris' gaze as if to ask if this was really happening. It made Chris feel too hot, and he looked away, silently trying to sigh out some tension. He was half-tempted to toss something like a glare to Ren, but he wasn't exactly sure why, and he doubted that whatever sharp, pleased-with-himself expression Ren was likely wearing would be of any relief at all.
When he blinked back, Jaz was settling onto the arm of Nick's chair, her legs in his lap... his hands on her thighs, face close to hers. Chris balled his fists tight on top of his own legs. He didn't like how much he envied Nick... not just touching Jaz like he was, but the blissful expression on his face. Chris admittedly felt a little bitter in that, if Ren had dared Jaz to touch Chris in the same way... he might not have been able to be blissful about it, knowing that eyes were on him. But Nick seemed...
Well, Nick looked to Chris again, his eyes warm and soft, lashes subtly fluttering. Chris help his gaze steady this time, swallowing with determination. Nick offered him a smile, and... Well, it felt a bit like when Jaz smiled at him, which surprised him. Nervousness fluttered in his chest as he watched Nick shift his gae to Ren, and took in the jolt of startle in Nick's expression as he gasped and looked away, apparently overwhelmed by Ren's expression.
Chris finally chanced his own glance Ren's direction, mostly sidelong. He was startled as well, seeing Ren already looking at him, but he didn't look away. At first Ren's expression annoyed him, smug and pleased-with-himself as it was, but... after a moment, Chris saw it for the more conspiratorial look that it was. That wasn't something that he usually looked for, he realized--people didn't usually invite him in on things, exactly. But he recalled Ren's answer about wanting to be co-conspirators, and played back his wink when he'd said that he and Chris could pass with each other, no questions asked. He realized he was starting to curl a subtle smile, and shyness exploded, thoroughly launching Chris' gaze back toward Nick and Jaz.
They were nuzzled closely together, both of them serene. Envy was still there tugging at Chris' chest, but beyond that there was... Awe. Affection. A strange sense of coziness. A little like... watching pets cuddle? Was that weird?
"Time," Ren said. Jaz pulled back from Nick a little bit, the both of them looking almost sleepily at each other as they came out of the blissful haze they'd sunk in to together. Jaz turned to look at Ren and Chris, her eyes heavy. It felt confusing that she gave that look to both him and Ren, but... rationally, of course, it made sense. This whole thing was just gonna be a roller coaster ride all night, it seemed. Chris sighed, hoping he could stand it.
Jaz finally extricated herself from Nick, her fingers trailing behind on his cheek before she moved to sit in her own chair again. Nick swayed forward, his hands tucking themselves beneath his thighs in his chair. Jaz gathered up her legs in her chair and briefly hid her face in them, and Chris felt... sad. She and Nick both looked so lonely, now. It felt almost cruel that they were each sitting in their own chairs again. Chris pondered whether he'd be up for them all moving back to the bed, when Jaz lifted her head and glanced to him and Ren.
"So... How'd I do?" she asked Ren, who leaned back in his chair kind of cocky.
"Mm, a bit greedy, but, you certainly completed the dare. Which makes it your turn... sweetheart."
When he blinked back, Jaz was settling onto the arm of Nick's chair, her legs in his lap... his hands on her thighs, face close to hers. Chris balled his fists tight on top of his own legs. He didn't like how much he envied Nick... not just touching Jaz like he was, but the blissful expression on his face. Chris admittedly felt a little bitter in that, if Ren had dared Jaz to touch Chris in the same way... he might not have been able to be blissful about it, knowing that eyes were on him. But Nick seemed...
Well, Nick looked to Chris again, his eyes warm and soft, lashes subtly fluttering. Chris help his gaze steady this time, swallowing with determination. Nick offered him a smile, and... Well, it felt a bit like when Jaz smiled at him, which surprised him. Nervousness fluttered in his chest as he watched Nick shift his gae to Ren, and took in the jolt of startle in Nick's expression as he gasped and looked away, apparently overwhelmed by Ren's expression.
Chris finally chanced his own glance Ren's direction, mostly sidelong. He was startled as well, seeing Ren already looking at him, but he didn't look away. At first Ren's expression annoyed him, smug and pleased-with-himself as it was, but... after a moment, Chris saw it for the more conspiratorial look that it was. That wasn't something that he usually looked for, he realized--people didn't usually invite him in on things, exactly. But he recalled Ren's answer about wanting to be co-conspirators, and played back his wink when he'd said that he and Chris could pass with each other, no questions asked. He realized he was starting to curl a subtle smile, and shyness exploded, thoroughly launching Chris' gaze back toward Nick and Jaz.
They were nuzzled closely together, both of them serene. Envy was still there tugging at Chris' chest, but beyond that there was... Awe. Affection. A strange sense of coziness. A little like... watching pets cuddle? Was that weird?
"Time," Ren said. Jaz pulled back from Nick a little bit, the both of them looking almost sleepily at each other as they came out of the blissful haze they'd sunk in to together. Jaz turned to look at Ren and Chris, her eyes heavy. It felt confusing that she gave that look to both him and Ren, but... rationally, of course, it made sense. This whole thing was just gonna be a roller coaster ride all night, it seemed. Chris sighed, hoping he could stand it.
Jaz finally extricated herself from Nick, her fingers trailing behind on his cheek before she moved to sit in her own chair again. Nick swayed forward, his hands tucking themselves beneath his thighs in his chair. Jaz gathered up her legs in her chair and briefly hid her face in them, and Chris felt... sad. She and Nick both looked so lonely, now. It felt almost cruel that they were each sitting in their own chairs again. Chris pondered whether he'd be up for them all moving back to the bed, when Jaz lifted her head and glanced to him and Ren.
"So... How'd I do?" she asked Ren, who leaned back in his chair kind of cocky.
"Mm, a bit greedy, but, you certainly completed the dare. Which makes it your turn... sweetheart."
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"Mm, a bit greedy, but, you certainly completed the dare. Which makes it your turn... sweetheart."
Jaz couldn't help but notice that Ren seemed to intentionally hesitate in saying, "sweetheart," almost like there was another "s" word on the tip of his tongue. Jaz's eyes widened for a moment, wanting to pull that part of Ren out further, but she decided to change tactics.
She looked at the ground away from Ren for a minute, saying muttering under her breath but still loud enough for everyone to hear, "Well, damn, if you're going to call me greedy anyway, I should have kissed him."
Jaz met Ren's gaze with a smile then, hoping he knew she was stoking his flames. Add it to the pile of things she would owe him for later.
"Chris," Jaz said, shifting attention. "Truth or dare?"
Jaz couldn't help but notice that Ren seemed to intentionally hesitate in saying, "sweetheart," almost like there was another "s" word on the tip of his tongue. Jaz's eyes widened for a moment, wanting to pull that part of Ren out further, but she decided to change tactics.
She looked at the ground away from Ren for a minute, saying muttering under her breath but still loud enough for everyone to hear, "Well, damn, if you're going to call me greedy anyway, I should have kissed him."
Jaz met Ren's gaze with a smile then, hoping he knew she was stoking his flames. Add it to the pile of things she would owe him for later.
"Chris," Jaz said, shifting attention. "Truth or dare?"
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Jaz's eyes widened, and Chris couldn't help feeling like there was some inside meaning between her and Ren about that sweetheart. It made his chest ache with evny again--still--but he was starting to make peace with that sensation.
Jaz looked at the ground away from Ren for a minute, muttering under her breath but still loud enough for everyone to hear, "Well, damn, if you're going to call me greedy anyway, I should have kissed him."
Chris' face flashed hot, and he saw with a glance that Nick's did, too, his eyes sliding down and to the side with a wide smile as he reached one hand up to rub at his hair, bashfulness radiating. It honestly was prettu cute. At least with Nick, Chris felt like he understood Jaz's fondness for him.
Ren just clicked his tongue softly, his expression a cocky sort of poker face, albeit eyebrow slightly raised. He was still largely a confounding mystery.
"Chris," Jaz said, pulling his attention back to her. He was surprised--he supposed he'd figured it was Nick's 'turn' to be called on, though in hindsight, he also supposed that Ren's dare had been nearly as much to Nick as to Jaz. "Truth or dare?"
Chris straightened up, trying to reel in his surprise and all in all kind of pull himself together. It was good that Jaz was calling on him, really. Who else did he trust here more? If it was Nick or Ren calling on him, he probably would have picked Truth, but... with a shy, crooked little ghost of a smile, Chris mustered some courage, and said,
"Dare."
Jaz looked at the ground away from Ren for a minute, muttering under her breath but still loud enough for everyone to hear, "Well, damn, if you're going to call me greedy anyway, I should have kissed him."
Chris' face flashed hot, and he saw with a glance that Nick's did, too, his eyes sliding down and to the side with a wide smile as he reached one hand up to rub at his hair, bashfulness radiating. It honestly was prettu cute. At least with Nick, Chris felt like he understood Jaz's fondness for him.
Ren just clicked his tongue softly, his expression a cocky sort of poker face, albeit eyebrow slightly raised. He was still largely a confounding mystery.
"Chris," Jaz said, pulling his attention back to her. He was surprised--he supposed he'd figured it was Nick's 'turn' to be called on, though in hindsight, he also supposed that Ren's dare had been nearly as much to Nick as to Jaz. "Truth or dare?"
Chris straightened up, trying to reel in his surprise and all in all kind of pull himself together. It was good that Jaz was calling on him, really. Who else did he trust here more? If it was Nick or Ren calling on him, he probably would have picked Truth, but... with a shy, crooked little ghost of a smile, Chris mustered some courage, and said,
"Dare."
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Chris straightened up and gave Jaz a half smile that honestly looked darn cute, if a little haunting.
"Dare," Chris answered. Jaz raised both eyebrows in surprise, biting her lip before she realized what she was doing. She made a show of thinking on it, staring up at the ceiling while she used the back of her fingers to stroke her sternum.
Giggling a little, she said, eyes shining, "I dare you... to call me a slut. Twice. In a sentence." She raised her eyebrows in challenge this time and folded her arms expectantly.
"Dare," Chris answered. Jaz raised both eyebrows in surprise, biting her lip before she realized what she was doing. She made a show of thinking on it, staring up at the ceiling while she used the back of her fingers to stroke her sternum.
Giggling a little, she said, eyes shining, "I dare you... to call me a slut. Twice. In a sentence." She raised her eyebrows in challenge this time and folded her arms expectantly.
Re: All Jaz's Boyfriends
Jaz raised her eyebrows and bit her lip in surprise, and a tiny, delighted thrill buzzed in Chris' spine. Nervousness echoed in its wake, though, his stomach slowly dropping as though anticipating the first drop on a roller coaster. He watched as she looked up at the ceiling in thought, though her fingers gently stroking her sternum beckoned his attention toward their motions... and the low cut of Jaz's top.
Jaz giggled, and Chris quickly pulled his eyes back up to hers. They were shining as she said "I dare you... to call me a slut. Twice. In a sentence." She raised her eyebrows in challenge this time and folded her arms expectantly.
Chris felt his face turn red-hot again, and admittedly his first response was a queasy feeling in his stomach, his head very subtly turning to the side. After a moment, though, he sighed and closed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in the love seat to think. Jaz was inviting him to play a game with her. A game which, he suspected, she already played with Ren, and seemed to enjoy. Chris didn't want to just decline the invitation. So, he thought on it, trying out different sentences in his head to see what might work for him.
Something about how she'd laid over Ren's lap earlier? Only a slut would do that?
Chris peeked an eye open toward Ren, who raised his eyebrows... gently, Chris thought. Perhaps there was a question there? But Chris couldn't make sense of it, and closed his eyes again. Whatever small input he did want from Ren, he'd already gotten by peeking, and he didn't really want any more. Back to brainstorming...
You're such a slut. You and Nick are both sluts. Come over here, slut.
Chris sighed again, guilt starting to knot up in his throat. No, maybe he didn't want to play this game. Or at least, not in that way? He supposed, he just plain didn't want to degrade her. It wasn't fun. But... maybe the word didn't have to be degrading. Chris took in a slow, deep breath and let it out, eyes finally opening to look at Jaz again, though shyness quickly had them blinking away.
"It's... cute when you're a slut with Nick." His eyes darted over to Jaz and Nick only just long enough to catch glimpses of their expressions. Perhaps just making sure that neither looked... wounded? Or angry, maybe? They didn't, so, he shyly went on, mumbling a little bit.
"I..." he nearly pouted, caught off guard by a vivid flash of Nick's hand on Jaz' thigh just moments ago. Envy ached in his chest again, and he tucked his arms even tighter together over his chest, pushing some pressure against the sensation. "...want to touch your thigh... slut."
Ughhh, it sounded so awkward and stupid, Chris finally just uncrossed his arms to cover his face, sinking a little in his chair.
Jaz giggled, and Chris quickly pulled his eyes back up to hers. They were shining as she said "I dare you... to call me a slut. Twice. In a sentence." She raised her eyebrows in challenge this time and folded her arms expectantly.
Chris felt his face turn red-hot again, and admittedly his first response was a queasy feeling in his stomach, his head very subtly turning to the side. After a moment, though, he sighed and closed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in the love seat to think. Jaz was inviting him to play a game with her. A game which, he suspected, she already played with Ren, and seemed to enjoy. Chris didn't want to just decline the invitation. So, he thought on it, trying out different sentences in his head to see what might work for him.
Something about how she'd laid over Ren's lap earlier? Only a slut would do that?
Chris peeked an eye open toward Ren, who raised his eyebrows... gently, Chris thought. Perhaps there was a question there? But Chris couldn't make sense of it, and closed his eyes again. Whatever small input he did want from Ren, he'd already gotten by peeking, and he didn't really want any more. Back to brainstorming...
You're such a slut. You and Nick are both sluts. Come over here, slut.
Chris sighed again, guilt starting to knot up in his throat. No, maybe he didn't want to play this game. Or at least, not in that way? He supposed, he just plain didn't want to degrade her. It wasn't fun. But... maybe the word didn't have to be degrading. Chris took in a slow, deep breath and let it out, eyes finally opening to look at Jaz again, though shyness quickly had them blinking away.
"It's... cute when you're a slut with Nick." His eyes darted over to Jaz and Nick only just long enough to catch glimpses of their expressions. Perhaps just making sure that neither looked... wounded? Or angry, maybe? They didn't, so, he shyly went on, mumbling a little bit.
"I..." he nearly pouted, caught off guard by a vivid flash of Nick's hand on Jaz' thigh just moments ago. Envy ached in his chest again, and he tucked his arms even tighter together over his chest, pushing some pressure against the sensation. "...want to touch your thigh... slut."
Ughhh, it sounded so awkward and stupid, Chris finally just uncrossed his arms to cover his face, sinking a little in his chair.