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[runningred]

{{ooc: from here}}

Jay's room is a bit of a mess. Mostly because Jay's doesn't spend much time here but the sheets are clean and the room warm. He pulls the man inside and if he'll permit, into a slow, soft kiss.

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[i_am_your_host]

Only his eyes flick downwards to Jay's fingers when he touches his ankle, then back up to his face. The corner of his mouth twitches.

Perhaps some things do endure the test of time.

"See, I knew you were good with your hands," he murmurs with a wry smile.

And Jay isn't the only observant one in the room. However, he makes no mention of the familiar looking scars. Or any scars.

"I was always fairly rubbish with mechanical things. Too many straight lines; too many parts that must precisely fit with another. I suppose that those conditions are not ideal for me to be at my best."

[runningred]

Jay smiles and takes hold of Emcee's ankle with strong fingers. He pulls the man's foot gently towards him, massaging the pad of his foot. Another thing he's very good at.

"Perhaps it's that complex simplicity that I enjoy. As long as it's done right; it works. And when it doesn't, it's becomes a puzzle to solve." He casts Emcee a warm smile. "I don't have your gift for people."

[i_am_your_host]

With a bemused twist to his lips, he stretches his leg out and folds his arms on his other knee, then rests his chin on his arms. Watching him, and enjoying his touch. (Dancing in secondhand combat boots isn't the easiest or most comfortable thing to do.)

"Perhaps that's it: I have absolutely no patience for puzzles. Sometimes I have no patience for people either, believe me, but that depends on the person, obviously. Like you." He smirks.

[runningred]

Jay shifts a touch closer to work his fingers into the meat of Emcee's foot, finding the knots and pressure points before moving up to his ankle. He like to touch, to connect with his partners.

Jay cocks an eyebrow, a playful smile on his lips. "And here was I worrying that I would bore you."

[i_am_your_host]

He utters a short, wry chuckle. "Bore me? Darling, how could I possibly be bored? I am in bed getting a foot massage from a handsome young man while I've got a glass of expensive gin in one hand and an American cigarette in the other. Believe me when I say that this is the complete antithesis of boredom for me."

[runningred]

"Hedonist." Jay laughs, kissing the turn of Emcee's ankle. "I'd makes you a gift of the rest of the packet of smokes but I'm afraid there's only a couple left." He pats the man's leg. "Swap feet."

[i_am_your_host]

"Of course I am," he says with a crooked smile, as if he wouldn't want it any other way.

Leaning back against the headboard, he stretches out his other leg and takes a drag off his cigarette, breathing out a plume of smoke.

"And that's quite all right about the cigarettes, darling. I could always replenish my stash from Fraulein Bar, but I also know a few sailors back home who know how to get what I want in exchange for a few favors. Things from America have always been the rage, you know. The music, the fashion, the films...the aforementioned sailors."

[runningred]

"What's the point of living if you can't enjoy life." Jay whispers, almost to himself as he digs his strong fingers into Emcee's heel.

"She's awfully kind like that." He smiles. "She's become very tolerant of my constant requests for parts."

He chuckles at that. "I'd imagine the American sailors would be in high demand. A rare treat."

[i_am_your_host]

"I owe a lot to the American military. They gave me some wonderful..." He runs the tip of his tongue along the edge of his teeth as if reminiscing. "...language lessons."

While on the subject of enjoying life and all.

He finishes off his gin and sets the empty glass aside before folding his arm behind his head, still watching Jay, still enjoying the massage.

"Do you spoil everyone who finds themselves in your bed?"

[runningred]

Jay sighs, his eyes following the man's lips. "I'm sure your talented tongue taught them a thing or two in return."

He smiles and shrugs, finding the pressure point in Emcee's instep and drawing out the knot there. "I like to touch." He admits. "Too many all too brief encounters makes one crave... contact. Besides, I'm good at it."

[i_am_your_host]

"I've always believed in the act of reciprocation. Let no good deed go unpunished...that is, if the do-gooder enjoys being punished." He smirks.

His eyelids flutter closed for a moment as he exhales a low purr, rolling his head back into the crook of his arm.

"Mmm, you are good at touching, darling. I will be dancing on clouds for the rest of the night because of you."

[runningred]

"I'm sure your idea of punishment would have people queuing up around the block, meine lieben" Jay purrs, leaning in to kiss the man's ankle softly.

"My pleasure." Jay whispers, finishes off his massage slowly, letting his fingers linger over Emcee's skin. "I'm sure you will. And judging from your outfit, your audience will be deeply grateful."

[i_am_your_host]

He breathes a low, wry chuckle. "Well...let's just say that my dressing room door is a revolving one."

He's smoked his cigarette down to a little stub, which he puts out in an ashtray on the beside table. Then after a brief, cat-like stretch, he sits up, maybe somewhat reluctantly. The bed is so very comfortable, but the show must go on.

Reaching over toward Jay, he sweeps the streak of pale hair aside and buries his fingers in his mane, drawing him closer.

"Do you want me to do anything for you before I go?"

[runningred]

Jay looks into those smoky eyes for a long moment, hating the weakness in him that makes him want to ask Emcee to stay. "A kiss," He whispers, wrapping his arms gently around the man's waist.

[i_am_your_host]

He smiles faintly. Such an affectionate boy he is.

Leaning in, hand still in his hair, he presses his lips to Jay's, softly at first. Stroking, caressing, letting the heat build up between them. Then, he slips his tongue in, slick, hot, twisting with Jay's in a coiling dance.

Jay is also quite delicious.

But a kiss like this might not be entirely fair to Jay. And the Emcee knows it. So he takes care to not let it get too deep. After a few moments, he gently pulls back, just enough so that their lips still brush against one another when he murmurs,

"Was that all right?"

[runningred]

Jay moans into the kiss, letting out a breathless sigh as the man pulls away. "You make me want to beg you to stay." He whispers, brushing his thumb over Emcee's cheek. "I'd love to make love to you for hours."

He closes his eyes for a moment and gently pulls away. "But I understand that you have to go."

[i_am_your_host]

He tilts his head and furrows his brow, humming a soft chuckle as he strokes his hair.

"Oh, darling. It isn't as if we won't run into each other again. It's a very small universe, you know. Perhaps next time I'll let you keep me here for as long as you like."

Leaning in again, he presses a warm kiss to the corner of his mouth, sweeping his cool fingertips along his jaw before getting to his feet and crossing the room to retrieve his trousers off the floor.

[runningred]

"Promises, promises." Jay smiles, turning to kiss the palm of his hand "I look forward to spoiling you properly."

He watches Emcee dress, enjoying the view unashamedly. "Till next our paths cross then."

[i_am_your_host]

"Like I told you," he says over his shoulder as he pulls his trousers up snugly over his ass, "I never make promises I cannot keep."

After putting on his socks and boots, he folds up the tangle of suspenders straps (good thing he had to change out of them) and swings his leather coat over one shoulder.

"I had an absolutely marvelous time tonight, darling. I do hope our paths cross again sooner rather than later."

[runningred]

Jay gets up and stretches, his shoulders popping as he does. "I'm very glad to hear it."

"As did I." He pads over to Emcee, barefoot and naked. He offers the man a warm smile and a gentle touch to his shoulder. "Go safely, my friend." He opens the door for him, still smiling softly.

[i_am_your_host]

He blatantly eyes Jay's body up and down with an appreciative gaze. Oh, he'll definitely have to be back for more of this.

"I will," he assures him, looking up at him with a curl to his lip. "Auf Wiedersehen, darling."

And he slips through the doorway and out into the hall, with a fair bit of sass in his step.

[runningred]

"Farewell." He closes the door behind Emcee with a sigh, leaning against it for a long moment.

Wow. That was intense. Jay takes a deep breath, holding onto the man's scent a moment longer before padding to the shower. God, he hopes they do cross paths again.

{ooc: thank you! That was amazing and very intense. I really do hope they cross paths again. It was a pleasure writing with you.}

[i_am_your_host]

[ooc: Thank you :) This was lovely. They'll definitely have to meet up again some time. Jay is very sweet so it'll be interesting to see how their acquaintance develops.]