( yeah, deal with it isn't great. but it's fine. jai brings the attitude back into their little heart-to-heart dream touch session which is nice, comforting. and aidan snorts, fingers twitching against jai's side before they curl in against him. )

But if you do hit me, I'm making sure it's completely your fucking fault so I can guilt trip you with it later. I bruise easy, man. ( though really, ) Guess it'd be real weird if bruises transferred out of whatever the hell this is. I'm not taking any chances.

( aidan does not actually bruise easy. but he'll use it as an excuse, since jai's using the threat of violence as one. it's fine. jai has one hand, so aidan lifts his free one. no sudden movements, just presses curled fingers soft against jai's jawline. murmurs soft, teasing, ) When you get your hands down my pants, I'm going to have a whole other set of questions for you. As in, Oh god, Jai, please, can I blow you, you're so good, please fuck me, holy shit and whatever else suits the mood.

( there's a grin on his lips but it's softer than usual. lacks the edge aidan's usual snark carries. )