[Maybe he had been. Jon stares down at his hands and fidgets with them. God, he's exhausted. Getting rid of the spiders will solve a tiny piece of his problem with sleep, but it won't solve it. Still, he can be grateful.]
If you need me to do some sort of pledge before you get rid of them, I was being serious.
[He feels like he owes Jamie something at this point.]
Would you like to make it a formal, binding arrangement? Or will you just keep your word?
[Jamie lifts a brow. Maybe he should make sure he gets payment before he goes and performs such a service. He's curious that Jon so readily offered himself in the first place. Maybe he'll ask when Jon is his again.]
Contracts are how I do magic, but they're not the kind you're thinking of. Well, not exactly. The pledge I put us in before just made sure you'd be bound to me with consequences. I was angry with you.
[Jamie shrugs one shoulder.]
But, you've offered, and I'm accepting. It doesn't need to be more complicated than that, unless you're planning on trying to get out of it.
[You're not getting out of it, Jon. Jamie has it in writing.]
I'm happy to sit down with your calendar to work it out, [he says airily.] The contracts we use are ones the Gentry made with... I don't know. Facets of reality or something. Doesn't matter.
[Not right now, anyway. Jamie considers, looking off into the dark corner, then over at Jon.]
After I deal with the spiders, is there anything else I can help with? You look tired.
[Jon rolls his eyes at the mention of a calendar. He is interested in the contracts, but that's a question for when Jamie's not working on a clock. He can ask him over text later, maybe.]
Make the camera stop buzzing and the gag more comfortable?
[He sighs, then waves a hand vaguely.]
It's fine. It's only a week in here. Getting rid of the spiders will help. I can feel them watching me.
[He considers a moment, then slides something out of his pocket. It's nothing much, really. It looks like a smooth stone.]
Take this, [he says, holding it out to Jon.] It'll help you feel better.
[Probably. It's meant to, anyway. He made a few of these but he hasn't given any away yet. Jamie waits for Jon to take it, then gets up and wanders toward the corner in question. Banishing creepy crawlies isn't hard, especially if they're mundane.]
[Jon takes the proffered stone and begins examining it critically with the light from his phone's screen, trying to figure out what it is.
The spiders are entirely mundane things just trying to live their lives and keep the population of other bugs in the cellblock down. Jon does look up and over after a moment to watch Jamie, though, and make sure they don't try to overwhelm the changeling. He'd rather not watch someone else die by spider in his life.]
[The stone itself is warm from Jamie's body heat. There doesn't seem to be anything else special about it otherwise.
Given that the spiders are just trying to live their best lives, Jamie doesn't destroy them. But he does make sure they're gone. He gets up with a quiet sigh and wanders back to the cot. He sits down next to Jon again and leans against him.]
If you start getting worried or scared or whatever, just hang onto that and think of something nice. Or me. Whichever is easier.
[Jon frowns at the stone, rubbing it curiously until Jamie touches him. That gets him to look up, to properly regard the changeling again. When he does, he feels a blush rising to his cheeks.]
You've got rid of the spiders. I owe you, Jamie. I've been told to expect another anklet after I get out for at least a week. Probably best not to do it then, but I'll be available to sort out the payment.
[Jon can't quite bring himself to admit that he wants to be had. He'd enjoyed that room and swing in Jamie's cottage, being ordered about to an extent...]
[Jamie feels like he should point out the fact that Jon helped Wolf, and that means far more than getting rid of some wispy little spiders. And it means Jamie is probably more in Jon's debt than not. But. He liked feeling like Jon was his for a little while.
And, really, the excuse to tease Jon more is fun.]
Alright. Some time after your anklet comes off. Another seven days?
Mmm that was all Alessandro. Wolf just happened to think it was hot and didn't mind participating.
[Jamie hadn't really minded, either. It'd been a very new experience and certainly gave him intense new ways to experience desire and need. In the end, worth it.]
Will you pack properly for yourself this time? Or do I need to supervise? Or help?
And here I thought you might like seeing me in a gag.
[He puts it back in his mouth and threads the strap around his head. He also sucks a few times, brows furrowed in annoyance as he waits for Jamie to lock it in place.]
[Once the got is on, Jamie clicks the lock back in place. His fingers linger against it and he presses a kiss to Jon's cheek, just over the strap.]
Darling, I'll like it when I can put the gag in myself, [he purrs.] Though I'm sure there are far more interesting ways to keep your mouth occupied.
[He grins and catches Jon's chin to turn the man's head toward him. He gives him another kiss right over the gag, then lets go and gets up. His glow diminishes slightly and he finds the seam he used earlier. He peers over his shoulder.]
[Jon huffs and makes a shooing gesture. He really shouldn't have told Jamie he sort of likes the teasing. As the other man looks back before leaving, Jon does feel like he owes him something more, even with the pledge. Self-imposed isolation and being forced into it are very different things, especially when he can't choose the venue. It had been... nice to have someone familiar, even for a few minutes.
He holds up the stone for Jamie to see, then curls his fingers around it and pulls it to his chest like it's something precious. At least it's something to focus on. Maybe he can figure out what sort of magic the changeling's put on it... if any.]
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[Maybe he had been. Jon stares down at his hands and fidgets with them. God, he's exhausted. Getting rid of the spiders will solve a tiny piece of his problem with sleep, but it won't solve it. Still, he can be grateful.]
If you need me to do some sort of pledge before you get rid of them, I was being serious.
[He feels like he owes Jamie something at this point.]
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[Jamie lifts a brow. Maybe he should make sure he gets payment before he goes and performs such a service. He's curious that Jon so readily offered himself in the first place. Maybe he'll ask when Jon is his again.]
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[That's the main draw for an actual contract here. He'd just sort of assumed it was needed.]
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[Jamie shrugs one shoulder.]
But, you've offered, and I'm accepting. It doesn't need to be more complicated than that, unless you're planning on trying to get out of it.
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I'm not. Just... don't pick an inconvenient time for the repayment.
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I'm happy to sit down with your calendar to work it out, [he says airily.] The contracts we use are ones the Gentry made with... I don't know. Facets of reality or something. Doesn't matter.
[Not right now, anyway. Jamie considers, looking off into the dark corner, then over at Jon.]
After I deal with the spiders, is there anything else I can help with? You look tired.
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Make the camera stop buzzing and the gag more comfortable?
[He sighs, then waves a hand vaguely.]
It's fine. It's only a week in here. Getting rid of the spiders will help. I can feel them watching me.
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Take this, [he says, holding it out to Jon.] It'll help you feel better.
[Probably. It's meant to, anyway. He made a few of these but he hasn't given any away yet. Jamie waits for Jon to take it, then gets up and wanders toward the corner in question. Banishing creepy crawlies isn't hard, especially if they're mundane.]
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The spiders are entirely mundane things just trying to live their lives and keep the population of other bugs in the cellblock down. Jon does look up and over after a moment to watch Jamie, though, and make sure they don't try to overwhelm the changeling. He'd rather not watch someone else die by spider in his life.]
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Given that the spiders are just trying to live their best lives, Jamie doesn't destroy them. But he does make sure they're gone. He gets up with a quiet sigh and wanders back to the cot. He sits down next to Jon again and leans against him.]
If you start getting worried or scared or whatever, just hang onto that and think of something nice. Or me. Whichever is easier.
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[Is it some sort of psychic stone? Seeing as Jamie hasn't been overrun with eight-legged fiends, Jon turns his attention back to the stone.]
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[Jamie brushes his fingers along Jon's arm, looking at the stone while Jon tries to puzzle it out.]
Don't take your offer back. I'd very much like to have you again, even if it's only for a little while.
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You've got rid of the spiders. I owe you, Jamie. I've been told to expect another anklet after I get out for at least a week. Probably best not to do it then, but I'll be available to sort out the payment.
[Jon can't quite bring himself to admit that he wants to be had. He'd enjoyed that room and swing in Jamie's cottage, being ordered about to an extent...]
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And, really, the excuse to tease Jon more is fun.]
Alright. Some time after your anklet comes off. Another seven days?
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I said a week. Is Wolf going to try to punish you for it again? Or was that more Alessandro's doing?
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[Jamie hadn't really minded, either. It'd been a very new experience and certainly gave him intense new ways to experience desire and need. In the end, worth it.]
Will you pack properly for yourself this time? Or do I need to supervise? Or help?
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Are you going to make me wear different lingerie every day?
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[Jamie smirks and turns his head to nuzzle against Jon's neck.]
I know you have some really cute things.
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Don't you have to leave soon?
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I'll make sure the lock goes back on. Sorry to leave you like this, darling. But, you have your stone.
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And here I thought you might like seeing me in a gag.
[He puts it back in his mouth and threads the strap around his head. He also sucks a few times, brows furrowed in annoyance as he waits for Jamie to lock it in place.]
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Darling, I'll like it when I can put the gag in myself, [he purrs.] Though I'm sure there are far more interesting ways to keep your mouth occupied.
[He grins and catches Jon's chin to turn the man's head toward him. He gives him another kiss right over the gag, then lets go and gets up. His glow diminishes slightly and he finds the seam he used earlier. He peers over his shoulder.]
Sweet dreams, Jon.
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He holds up the stone for Jamie to see, then curls his fingers around it and pulls it to his chest like it's something precious. At least it's something to focus on. Maybe he can figure out what sort of magic the changeling's put on it... if any.]