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[turns to him

opens his mouth...

turns back to computer] I ust not have heard you right. Apologies.

I guarantee you heard me fine.

[turns back to him] Is it preposterous of me to wonder if that was an offer? Theoretically.

[ really, jake? come on, that was so obviously an offer. he's too busy with his whatever i said he was doing to answer sorry. that or he won't say it again because this is jake and he might be fucking something up by even insinuating it. ]

...Strider? [nervous...questioning...COME ON SAY SOMETHING]

Theoretically, it was an offer.

[stares...at him...] What if I...theoritically, of course... [trails off...no he can't say it fuck it]

[ spit it out dude he hasn't got all day.

hahaha no who are we kidding he'd stay there for eternity if it meant there was even a slim chance of getting a yes. ]

Perhaps... [looking down. at his feet. murmuring. make a move make a move make a move]

Perhaps?

[ non-committal answers ok he hates how nervous he is. ]

I never took you to be scared of taking the first step. [LOOKS STRAIGHT AT HIM. MOST DEFIANT HE'S EVER BEEN]

The first step was the offer. [ come on jake like you don't know he wants to bone you. ] Are you asking me to ascend to the second?

[ok time to tremble and look away] If anyone hears of this there will be a tomb with your name carefully etched on it on my island.

[ yeah he'll stop dicking around with the robot now and walk back across the room totally nonchalant despite how he's kind of having a meltdown inside ]

They'll have to pry my zuipperpips from my cold, satisfied body.

[looks...up at him from his chair. boy he looks nervous. he is nervous. this is gay. and he has no idea what is...happening?? or going to happen. this isn't a robot it's real flesh. what do.]

[ there is a thin line here he's nervous about; crossing from sex to intimacy. which constitutes as which? what can or can't he do? (does jake know? jake has to know, right?) ]

What do you want me to do?

Er. I don't know? [confused flustering] It was your offer after all.

Need to know where I can and can't touch. Needless to say if we are taking the road of thinly veiled taboos, I will need to have my hands around your god's gift at some point. Less for intimacy than it is for getting you off. [ HA HA HA HA shit all his dreams and nightmares are coming true at once ] Or we could have a safeword. A "hands the fuck off" word.

[wait safe word why isn't STOP enough???? ajdlfh stuttering] Ah, well, you see, I-I am more than inexperienced in this area, i-in fact I barely have any e-experience with being touched at all, haha, humbug, etc!

Would...a safe word be necessary? Would 'stop' not suffice?

'Stop' is easy to say and not mean, especially when there's someone with their hand down your capris.

Pony.

[pause

that's the first thing that popped into his head]

C-Could that perchance be enough... [aldkjhdfh looks away mumbling] Cannot believe I am discussing this.

[ jake why now he just hates his life ]

... Alright. Ready?

Y-Yes... [his face is SO red but he's as ready as he'll ever be.] Begin. [do people say that kind of stuff during the sex??? Should he talk or shut up???]

[ lucky for jake he won't actually have to think about it, because dirk is doing something that he has wanted to do for so long:

he is kissing jake english. ]

[and jake's not doing anything at first, peering at dirk and noticing the way his eyelashes curl up and the way there's a loose strand of hair falling over his forehead...but the lips are soft and he closes his eyes and kisses back, hands twitching but remaining on his own lap]