log; jess + luke WHO: Luke Cage & Jess Jones WHEN: Tuesday, January 26th, evening WHERE: Jess's room WHAT: Post-sex adorableness, I assume. WARNING(S): They start naked but if they end up talking about anything triggery, I'll update the warnings. STATUS: Ongoing
Okay, so the dating had gone over kind of weird.
Jessica Jones was still getting a handle on the whole "making new friends from other worlds" thing, but hanging out with Luke was easy. They ate together (which counted as dating, whatever), they talked, they had sex, and it was easier to be around him than most people here.
And at some point they'd realized that fucking on the floor was a lot less stressful than doing it in bed. Someone else had already broken a bedframe, and being the second people to do that was just kind of tacky. They'd kicked Trish out, as per usual, and they had the place to themselves at least as long as it took Trish to get bored of not being in the apartment. The only problem with their current bed-preserving arrangement was that it was cold now, and staying on the floor inevitably meant getting chilly.
(Was it weird to still be doing this while her roommate was a teenager? Eh, she was Deaf, she wouldn't notice.)
Jones was the first to cave, deciding that Luke's arms around her (nice as they were) just weren't warm enough. She sat up, running a hand over Luke's bare chest before affectionately patting him. "Come on, big guy, before I freeze one of my tits off." She was still pretty sour with new people, but she was increasingly friendly and affectionate with him. Must've been the sex or the feelings or something. Pushing up to stand, Jess stepped over him so she could crawl into bed. She did not have nearly enough body fat to survive winter without being turned into an icicle, she decided.