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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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.]