Jon can't meet the other man's eyes, feeling strange and embarrassed by all of this. At least the ring is gone. It's a very small mercy.
"Yes." A pause. "S-stay in here as long as you'd like. I'm, uh... I'll leave a towel for you." He remembers Jamie holding and stroking him after when he'd been at the cottage and this feels inadequate, but Jon's feeling too awkward to do much more without his clothes on. "I'll make us tea."
Unless Jamie actively stops him, Jon will step out of the shower, grabbing for the first towel he can reach.
It's certainly not the most comprehensive aftercare he's ever had, but Jamie tends not to expect it anyway. He pushes his hair back again as Jon rather quickly makes his escape. Cuddling might have been nice, but he should probably let Jon get dressed. Jamie doesn't linger, instead turning off the water after giving Jon a few minutes head start.
He dries himself off, feeling oddly tired. Tea sounds nice. Adequately toweled off, he gets dressed again and goes looking for Jon.
"If you'd rather I just go, I can."
Jon had asked him here to help with a curse, not all of this. Though... Jamie would like to think he helped twice.
"I'd rather you drank the tea." It's the one bit of comfort Jon can reliably offer after all of... that. "It'll go to waste, otherwise." The cup is set down in front of Jamie, prepared as he might like it. Jon had spent enough time in that cottage with the other man--brief as it technically was--to know what he enjoys.
He sits at the little staffroom table and fidgets as he drinks his own cup.
"I... appreciate your assistance with... all this." God, this is awkward. "I, er... well. I suppose I owe you, if you can think of anything now or in the future."
Jamie smiles at the insistence and he accepts the tea, quietly pleased to see Jon remembers how he likes it. He picks up the cup to hold it, enjoying the warmth seeping into his hands.
Even if Jon is feeling desperately awkward, Jamie is quite placid and relaxed.
"Of course, darling. I'm not good for much, but I'm happy to help when I can."
He's grateful the fae curse was easy enough to break and, honestly, the cock ring wasn't unmanageable, even if it was difficult for Jon.
"You're good for more than you think," Jon mutters with a sigh. He does shoot a mildly annoyed frown at the other man when he says he enjoys teasing him, though.
"Why do so many people think that?" It's grousing. Jon has an idea that it's because he actually reacts to it. It's just... very hard not to. "Regardless... think about it. I, uh... I need to get back to work once you're finished with that. See if I can destroy that ring or if I'll need to sink it in concrete and bury it."
"I'll consider it. I think it's terribly sweet that you're putting yourself in my debt."
He hides a smile behind his next sip of tea. It is terribly satisfying to tease Jon, especially when he reacts the way he does. And, more than that, Jamie knows that Jon likes it, at least to a certain extent. That just makes it more fun.
"I could always try to leave it in the Hedge," he offers after considering for a moment. He's not sure if that would be any better than destroying it or sinking it in concrete, but it'd take less effort.
Jon considers that, in turn, expression going a bit distant. He wants to see the Hedge still. However foolish it would be for someone like him to go there.
"N-no. We have a system. It should be fine. I just... I never expected to have one of those things on me." He rubs a hand over his face. "I suppose I should be grateful it wasn't parasite posing as a dildo."
"... You know what, I'm not even going to ask. Because I really don't want to know."
Parasitic dildo? No. He can imagine and he doesn't want anything confirmed, and he doesn't want details he hasn't imagined. He sits back with his tea, grateful for it after all of that. It's been a far more productive afternoon than he'd been anticipating, but at least Jon is free of two pernicious problems.
"Maybe I should start advertising my services. Here for all your curse-breaking and cursed-object-removing needs."
Jon makes a bit of a face. "Yes, well... I'm not going to be a reference for the latter." Because he doesn't want to talk about that ever again. I'm sure you could make money on that enterprise, though. Duplicity being what it is."
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"Yes." A pause. "S-stay in here as long as you'd like. I'm, uh... I'll leave a towel for you." He remembers Jamie holding and stroking him after when he'd been at the cottage and this feels inadequate, but Jon's feeling too awkward to do much more without his clothes on. "I'll make us tea."
Unless Jamie actively stops him, Jon will step out of the shower, grabbing for the first towel he can reach.
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He dries himself off, feeling oddly tired. Tea sounds nice. Adequately toweled off, he gets dressed again and goes looking for Jon.
"If you'd rather I just go, I can."
Jon had asked him here to help with a curse, not all of this. Though... Jamie would like to think he helped twice.
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He sits at the little staffroom table and fidgets as he drinks his own cup.
"I... appreciate your assistance with... all this." God, this is awkward. "I, er... well. I suppose I owe you, if you can think of anything now or in the future."
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Even if Jon is feeling desperately awkward, Jamie is quite placid and relaxed.
"Of course, darling. I'm not good for much, but I'm happy to help when I can."
He's grateful the fae curse was easy enough to break and, honestly, the cock ring wasn't unmanageable, even if it was difficult for Jon.
"Besides... teasing you is awfully fun."
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"Why do so many people think that?" It's grousing. Jon has an idea that it's because he actually reacts to it. It's just... very hard not to. "Regardless... think about it. I, uh... I need to get back to work once you're finished with that. See if I can destroy that ring or if I'll need to sink it in concrete and bury it."
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He hides a smile behind his next sip of tea. It is terribly satisfying to tease Jon, especially when he reacts the way he does. And, more than that, Jamie knows that Jon likes it, at least to a certain extent. That just makes it more fun.
"I could always try to leave it in the Hedge," he offers after considering for a moment. He's not sure if that would be any better than destroying it or sinking it in concrete, but it'd take less effort.
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"N-no. We have a system. It should be fine. I just... I never expected to have one of those things on me." He rubs a hand over his face. "I suppose I should be grateful it wasn't parasite posing as a dildo."
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Parasitic dildo? No. He can imagine and he doesn't want anything confirmed, and he doesn't want details he hasn't imagined. He sits back with his tea, grateful for it after all of that. It's been a far more productive afternoon than he'd been anticipating, but at least Jon is free of two pernicious problems.
"Maybe I should start advertising my services. Here for all your curse-breaking and cursed-object-removing needs."
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