"Oh my God," Ezra repeated. He'd been staring without blinking going on sixty seconds now.
Jordan grinned and gave a little spin, schoolgirl dress swishing around him. The crazy fucker had even shaved, smooth calves peaking out from the high green and black patterned socks.
"Oh my God," said Ezra for what was probably the twelfth time. He felt like a skipping record, and he could just not stop staring. Finally, mouth dry, he said, "Are you--do you--?"
Jordan stalked forward and shoved him to the bed.
"Oh my God."
"If I'd known I could get you this brain damaged with just a costume, some make-up, and strategic application of Nair, I'd have done this ages ago," Jordan confessed. He licked along Ezra's neck, then took advantage of knowledge given in one of Ezra's weaker (and drunker) moments as he rubbed Ezra's ears.
"Oh my God."
"Seriously, it's just getting worrisome now," said Jordan, sitting up with some alarm.
Ezra just stared and stared at the crazy, crazy bastard. "I'll never be able to get this image out of my head. You've ruined me."
Jordan frowned and tilted his head to the side as if translating Ezra's words into his own strange language. Then he smirked in the most annoying way and reached into Ezra's pants. "It's okay, I'll let you dress up next time."
And for once, Ezra leaned back and failed entirely to hit him.
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Date: 2008-04-17 03:03 am (UTC)Jordan grinned and gave a little spin, schoolgirl dress swishing around him. The crazy fucker had even shaved, smooth calves peaking out from the high green and black patterned socks.
"Oh my God," said Ezra for what was probably the twelfth time. He felt like a skipping record, and he could just not stop staring. Finally, mouth dry, he said, "Are you--do you--?"
Jordan stalked forward and shoved him to the bed.
"Oh my God."
"If I'd known I could get you this brain damaged with just a costume, some make-up, and strategic application of Nair, I'd have done this ages ago," Jordan confessed. He licked along Ezra's neck, then took advantage of knowledge given in one of Ezra's weaker (and drunker) moments as he rubbed Ezra's ears.
"Oh my God."
"Seriously, it's just getting worrisome now," said Jordan, sitting up with some alarm.
Ezra just stared and stared at the crazy, crazy bastard. "I'll never be able to get this image out of my head. You've ruined me."
Jordan frowned and tilted his head to the side as if translating Ezra's words into his own strange language. Then he smirked in the most annoying way and reached into Ezra's pants. "It's okay, I'll let you dress up next time."
And for once, Ezra leaned back and failed entirely to hit him.