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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]

[ he almost panics when jake isn't doing anything, because holy fuck did he find that line fast. he has a half a mind to pull away, but then jake is clearly kissing back and he has to concentrate on not toppling over because damn.

with more confidence he presses forward harder, moving closer and using a hand to gentle jake's legs apart. ]

[there's a tiny sound escaping his throat when a hand touches his leg, but he lets them be nudged apart slightly. he wonders if he should use some tongue or wait for dirk to do so, or i fhe should open his mouth, or maybe his hands hsould touch something too??]

[ it would certainly make dirk feel less like he was forcing jake "love-of-his-life" english into something, but as long as he knows that jake knows this can stop at any time he's a little more sure of what he's doing. he's fine with running his tongue along jake's bottom lip, coaxing an entrance for himself.

meanwhile he drags his hands over jake's knees, up his thighs and leaves them to rest on the loop of his belt. ]

[jadlkfjhkl that tongue...makes him shiver, and his cheeks are flushed as he tentatively does the same, trying to focus more on the lips against his than the hands at his pants, possibly close to touching something no one else has ever even seen in his entire life]

[ lucky jake doesn't mind tongue because he's about to get a lot more of it, tracing a line down the center of his own tongue and feeling about behind his teeth. likely a fine distraction from the hands fumbling about with his belt, getting the buckle undone and pulling the belt from the loops of his pants. ]