Sunday October 12th 2008
Who: Jason and Blue What: Backrubs! Where: Jason's Room When: Midday Rating: PG
Blue quickly wrapped up the cookies she had made for Jason, setting aside Mal's and frowning a little. Well, at least someone was getting something good from her today. And Jason was giving her a backrub. Hopefully she could convince him to be shirtless too, because that would be super yummy. In her little heels that clacked on the floor, a short (but not obscene) pleated skirt and a cream colored ruffled peasant top. She wanted to look cute, not sexy. Jason didn't really care when she was sexy but he did say she was cute, so she played that up because it made him smile.
Knocking on his door, Blue bounced on the balls of her feet, excited. Hanging out with Jason was always fun. "Ta da!" she exclaimed as he let her in, holding out his plate of tiny heart cookies, wrapped in pink cellophane.
Jason shook his head as he closed his laptop. Apparently he was now giving a massage, but at least he was getting cookies. He rolled his head around, trying to work the tension out of his neck. The full was two nights away and already he was feeling antsy, anxious to shift. But Blue wouldn't want to know about it, so he tried to work out the kinks and be his usual fun self for her. He hoped she wore something comfortable so that he could work on her back without tugging on the material. As a man, he definitely appreciated it when a woman dressed sexy, but with Blue he was never quite sure where he stood with her. So he preferred to play it safe.
Opening the door at her knock, he smiled, taking the cookies. "Yum! Thanks, Bluebell." He closed the door with his foot when she stepped in, tugging up a corner of the pink wrapping to get at a cookie.
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She liked that he called her Bluebell, like Pookie did. She liked that he was fond of her, and he had a nickname for her like she did for him, and how he always seemed to be glad to see her. Once she was inside, her little hands grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt and tugged it off over her head, dropping it on the floor as she flounced onto Jason's bed, her bare breasts jiggling. "Kay, I'm ready!" she declared, laying on her stomach. "Oh... should I take my shoes off?" she wondered, lifting herself up onto her elbows to look at him.
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Jason had just popped a cookie into his mouth when Blue whisked her blouse off and let it fall to the floor. Rather than choke on the cookie, he closed his eyes and finished his bite, turning to set the plate of cookies on the desk. He had thought about saying something to her about leaving her clothes on but figured it wouldn't be necessary. Now he knew better. "Uh, Blue? Is the shirt off really necessary?" His hand came up to rub over his face, half amused at himself and her for this situation.
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Her wide, blue eyes stared at him in confusion a moment, like she was trying to figure out why he might ask such a silly question. "How else will you give me a backrub?" she asked sincerely, her brow furrowing just a little. "I mean, the fabric will get in the way, and... well I didn't wear a bra because I thought it would make it harder for you."
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Jason dropped his head back and sighed. There was no help for it then. Turning around he smiled. "Yeah, you're right. No big deal. And don't worry about the shoes, you're fine." Coming over, he sat beside her on the bed to rest his hands on her shoulders, starting to rub.
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With a giggle and a grin, Blue stretched her arms over her head, resting herself on his pillow. She had done a good job! Hooray for her. Purring a little, she wriggled against his hands, melting into a tiny puddle of delicious happy. "Mmm, your hands are wonderful," she sighed. "You shouls do this for a profession. You're all warm and you smell nice. You could make like a hundred dollars an hour! I'd so pay that."
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"And here I thought you wanted to pay for massages in cookies." Jason chuckled, working on her shoulders, trying to ignore that she wasn't wearing anything other than her skirt and heels. At least, that he could see. "How many cookies would it take to make up a hundred bucks an hour?"
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"Hrm...." This was a question well worth pondering. "I think that you could sell a cookie for maybe a dollar a piece, maybe a dollar fifty if they're kind of big. So I'd need at least a hundred cookies for you. I think that plate only has forty two, though. So I owe you some." She giggled, then sighed, reaching up her hand to brush her hair off her neck. "Mmm, your hands are lovely, Puppy. I think you'll put me to sleep."
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Jason smirked, working his way down from her shoulders to her back. "And here I thought you came over to hang out, not take advantage of my body," he teased, hefting an exaggerated sigh. "Guess I know what I'm good for now." He chuckled, pressing his thumbs into her spine and dragging them outwards, feeling the tension disappear with his hands.
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His thumbs brought out a tiny shiver in Blue's tiny body, which made her giggle lightly. "That's right. All you're good for is backrubs and being eye candy. You've discovered my secret! Oh... except that you won't be naked in front of me and I can't touch you and all that." She sighed, deeply and dramatically, for emphasis. "Except for that time in the feeding den when I watched you have sex with that girl. Oh... and that other time when I started joining you but then you told me not to so that didn't go very far." Frowning, she pursed her lips, looking back over her shoulder. "So it has to be your mind that I like you for, then."
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Jason still hadn't quite figured out just how he felt about being watched during sex and Blue trying to join in. Turned on definitely, but also majorly awkward. Similar to the way he was currently feeling now that Blue had brought it up again. "Nah, I think you like looking at me enough my body's gotta be part of it."
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Blue didn't feel awkward. But then again, she never really did. Things just flowed in and out of her mind, the things she liked sticking and the things she didn't drifting off. But she could understand why Jason might. He told her things about himself, his preferences, and from that she could conclude why he might not be totally at ease. But he seemed okay now, which made her assume that he was okay with it. Which probably meant he was okay with lots of things he might not have been before.
Turning over slightly, exposing her chest to him, Blue looked Jason on the eye. "I do like looking at you," she told him seriously. "You're a very attractive man, and incredibly sexy. A lot of it is your eyes, they sparkle a little. It's pretty."
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Jason leaned back as she turned, deliberately focusing on her face and not her body. "Thanks. Now enough flattery and turn back over." He said it with a smile so she wouldn't take offense. "You make it sound like I have girl eyes," Jason chuckled.
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"Boys can be pretty too!" she protested, propping herself up on an elbow instead of laying back down. "You have pretty eyes, and Pookie has pretty legs. He'd look good in a miniskirt, he's shapely. You wouldn't though. You're too macsuline, I think." Face scrunched a little, she scrutinized him before nodding. "Yes, definitely. You have too many boy muscles."
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Jason leaned forward, propping an arm on his knee and resting his chin in his hand, more that slightly amused at the turn of this conversation. "Really now? And boy muscles are a bad thing?"
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"Oh, no! Of course not! I like boy muscles." She hoped Jason didn't think it was a criticism, because the truth of the matter was that she loved boy muscles, they were yummy and shapely and hard. "You just wouldn't be a very pretty girl is all I mean because you're shaped too much like a boy. Pookie is slim and his legs are curvy, but you're solid and muscular and incredibly handsome." She smiled at him, softly. "I like your shape very much."
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Jason smiled, deciding to take the compliment for what it was. "Thanks Blue. Now do you want the rest of your massage?" Seeing her half naked was starting to make him tense and he wasn't sure if it was a good or a bad thing, but with the full so close, he didn't want to tempt fate.
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"Mmm, yes please!" she grinned, rolling back onto her stomach. She didn't think she ever made Jason uncomfortable with her nudity, except that he was the kind of boy who just didn't do that kind of thing. Sometimes he said that she confused him, but surely this wasn't one of those times. They weren't talking about anything sexual, and she wasn't trying to be flirty because she knew he wasn't interested like that and for some reason she felt the need to respect that. Settling herself, she sighed dreamily. "So.... can I get you shirtless because I'm being such a good girl and making you feel all complimented and handsome?" she asked sweetly.
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Laughing, Jason settled his hands on her back again, picking up where he left off. "Nope. You didn't bring enough cookies for me to be shirtless." Not like he really cared about the cookies or getting paid in any form. It was just fun to tease her. Besides, she'd seen him shirtless enough as it was.
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Pouting like a pro, Blue's shoulders slumped. "Oh, okay," she said sadly. "Well how many cookies would it take? SSo in the future I can bake accordingly."
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Jason's hands shifted down to her lower back, keeping up the massage. "I don't know. I'll let you know when I figure it out though." He didn't really care, and he figured Blue knew as much.
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Purring, Blue lifted her hips slightly, pressing into Jason't touch. "Mkay. Keep me posted." Perhaps he really would figure out how much it would take, and if he did then she would absolutely make that many for him. But if he didn't that was okay too. She would just have to figure out something else.
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"Sure thing, Bluebell." Jason chuckled, focusing instead on trying to help his friend relax. She wasn't kidding. Her back was a mess of knots and he was slowly working them out. What had Blue been doing that made her so stressed? Whatever it was, he hoped he could help her relax. So much drama had been going around the school recently.
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With a breathy, almost sexual sigh, Blue closed her eyes. "You can go harder," he purred. "I'm a big girl, puppy. I can take it. Oh, that sounded dirty," she giggled. "I didn't mean it like that though. Although..."
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Jason kept his voice steady and low, soothing as he pressed harder against her back. "I was just waiting for you to say something is all."
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Giggling again, Blue nuzzled against the pillow. This could turn downright naughty. "Well... if all it takes is for me to say something..." Biting her lip, she gave Jason a glance over her shoulder, eyes smouldering. "I like looking back over my shoulder and seeing your strong, muscled arms flexed, your hands running over my body." She managed to keep her voice low and velvety, suggestive and sultry.
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Jason laughed, thinking she was just playing with him. "Um-huh. Sure, Bluebell." Lifting a hand, he flicked it against her nose, turning his attention back to the massage. "I'm not that kind of masseuse." He'd have to be an idiot not to recognize the erotic undertones her voice promised, but he wasn't going to get into that. Sure, the full made him horny, but Blue was a friend. So he willed his oncoming boner down and focused.
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With a little sigh, Blue rested her head back on the pillow. Well, she had tried. Every time she would try, and every time she would get shot down, and that's just how it was. She had known it was coming so it wasn't a big deal. "Well I do like your hands," she told him.
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Jason believe that Blue hit on most every guy she knew. She was just an incredibly sexual being, something he wasn't. He wasn't celibate by any means, though. Still, the banter was just part of the game they played, wasn't it? "I'm glad." Jason was now slightly distracted, trying to figure her out. His nose was working overtime and it told him she was disappointed, but why?
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After a few moments in quiet, Blue rolled over suddenly onto her back, Jason's hands brushing over her skin. Luckily for him he'd been working her lower back at the time, or else he might have gotten a handful of her boobs. "You're sniffing me a lot," she informed him. "How come? Do I smell bad? I thought I smelled nice, I sprayed lilac stuff on me cuz I know the full moon is coming and you smell stuff more and I wanted to smell like something soothing and stuff. Is it okay?"
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Jason almost blushed, but he did grin sheepishly, removing his hands as she turned over. "No, no that's not it. My nose is just working overtime is all. You smell nice." The lilac scent was nice, if a little overpowering given the time frame. "I was just trying to figure something out is all. Not a big deal."
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Now she was interested, puzzled and curious. Sitting up, she tuck her legs straight out, running them alongside Jason's legs, her hands resting on the mattress behind her for support. What did he want to figure out? "Is it math?" she asked him honestly. "I'm not any good at math, I can't really help very much. But if it's art, I'm good at that. And music, kind of. Or maybe English I can do some, but not like the fancy things, like thesis papers."
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Jason shook his head. "No, it doesn't have anything to do with classes. Don't worry about it, Blue." Did she really have to sit like that on his bed? The position definitely showed off her assets and made it harder to control what was happening in his lap.
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"But Puppy, I have to worry! Aren't we friends?" Her eyes were wide, innocent. "If you need help I want to help you, that's what I'm here for." Sitting up further, she crossed her legs, her skirt just barely covering her little pink panties. Leaning forward, her elbows rested on her knees, chin on her fists. "Tell me."
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Jason smiled, quickly drawing a finger down his nose. "Like I said, nothing important, Bluebell." Her wanting to help was sweet, but he wasn't sure how to ask her why she was disappointed when he didn't rise to her bait. That would just be awkward or an invitation he didn't want to extend at this point.
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Frowning and pouting, Blue wrinkled her mouth. "Okay," she said after a moment, shrugging. "If you say so, Puppy. I trust you." And she did. He was a nice boy, and if he needed her help, or if he wanted it, he would ask. He wasn't a terribly proud person. Reaching out, she tapped the end of his nose, smiling. "Do you want a backrub now? I think you deserve one. I'll put my shirt on if you want me to, I know you don't like me naked around you." Realizing that she was naked, Blue grabbed a pillow from behind her, covering her chest.
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Jason smiled, grateful she was letting it go. By just breathing he could tell she wasn't disappointed any more, so he didn't bother sniffing. "If you want. The full's a couple days away and it's got me wound up pretty tight." To the point where he wanted to shift as it was and stay that way through the full. That, however, would be nothing but counter-productive. He needed to maintain control.
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"Okay!" She was glad to help, to do anything to make Jason happy. Scooting off the bed, she slid down to the floor, little heels clacking. She flounced over and grabbed her shirt, pulling it on because she said she would. "Lay down!" she chirped, "and shirt off!"
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Jason closed his eyes and shook his head, chuckling. Of course Blue would jump at the chance to get her hands on him. Knowing her, she'd probably straddle his back and keep up all sorts of sexy comments while giving him a rub down. At least his crotch would be buried in the mattress. Stripping his t-shirt over his head, he laid down on his stomach, pillowing his hands for his head.
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She did, in fact, stradle over his ass, but only so she could actually reach all of his back. She was a tiny woman, after all. Her hands were strong on his muscles, working methodically up and down his sloping back, her fingernails scratching lightly. He was tense, and warm, and his skin was very smooth for a boy. He wasn't even very hairy, which was nice because he was part lycan and he had every right to be. Stretching her body out over his, Blue's fingers lost themselves in his hair, her nails scratching his scalp as she rubbed his head.
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Head rub. She had to go with the head rub. He was part lycan and loved having his ears scratched in either form. Jason hummed softly, starting to relax as her hands moved over him and through his hair. He didn't care if she messed it up as long as she kept going.
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She could do this all night if he wanted her to. Resting her head on his back, Blue slowed her movements, fingers moving in slow, lazy circles. His heart sounded soothing, rhythmic in its pulsing, the deep echo in his chest. "Hmm," she purred, moving her legs to hook her ankles around Jason's knees. "Do you feel relaxed?"
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"Mmhmm." Jason didn't want to nod his head because that would shift her hands and right now they were perfect. Absolutely perfect. Her slight weight against his back felt nice, trapping in the heat that he shared with her. He even shifted his legs so she could wrap herself more comfortably around him, not aware he was doing so. It just felt nice.
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Chuckling a little, Blue sighed. "Good. I want to make you happy. You're a good friend, Puppy. I love being your friend." He wasn't like other friends she had. He was quieter, and he didn't view her like a sexual object. He was respectful even though he didn't have to be. Curling her fingers, she tugged playfully on his locks, chuckling in her throat.
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Jason smiled against his hands at her compliments, mumbling some sort of welcome response, but that changed to a soft moan when she tugged on his hair. It didn't hurt, felt good actually, but not as good as the massage did. He seriously could go to sleep with her petting him.
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With a coy little giggle, Blue resumed her head rub. He smelled just lovely. She cuold probably fall asleep too, he was comfortable and warm and soft and his heartbeat was lulling her. Closing her eyes, her fingers took on a mind of their own, moving over the top of his head, making circles around his temples, dragging down to his neck. She turned her face toward him, pressing a small kiss at the base of his neck.
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Already the dhampir was half asleep, more relaxed than he'd been in a few days and all thanks to the vampire on his back. So Jason didn't mind when her hand shifted. He didn't even mind the kiss to his neck. All he did as a sign of noticing was shift a little under her, getting more comfortable on his stomach.
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Jason was falling asleep. Blue could tell from the way his breathing slowed, from the way his muscles all fell slack, and his heartrate slowed. She was okay with that. She was helping him be less tense, and when he woke up from his nap, he'd have cookies as a snack. Eventually her hands slowed, then stopped, coming to rest on his shoulders. "I'm glad that I can make you happy," she said quietly, so she didn't disturb him. Another kiss was placed on him, then another, soft and longering for just a moment. He tasted yummy.
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Jason was vaguely aware of Blue moving and shifting against his back, but he wasn't sure what she was doing. At this moment, he didn't mind either. He wanted to relish the peace he was currently feeling. It wouldn't be there for long, but that was okay. Even twenty minutes was fine with him.
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With another little sigh, the tiny vampire rested against Jason, nuzzling into his skin. He was so relaxed she could feel it radiating into her, making her sleepy too. Making her feel happy. She wished she wasn't wearing her shirt, though. There was nothing quite as comfortable as skin on skin, and while her belly was exposed, it wasn't enough. Lifting herself up just a little, she grabbed her shirt and slipped it off, letting it fall to the floor as she laid back on his back, humming contentedly. He didn't like her being naked, but he couldn't see her so it ahd to be okay. And it was just his back, that wasn't so sexual. It was okay.
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Jason hummed softly, frowning in his half-sleep when Blue shifted on his bare back, causing a draft that was cooler than she was. He shifted restlessly until she laid back down and then he settled. For a moment. He mumbled sleepily, "Blue?"
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Once she was settled again, Blue's hands went back into Jason's hair, scratching light little circles again. "Hmm?" she asked idly, her ear pressed against his back, finding his steady heartbeat again. Now she could fall asleep, comfy and content and warm.
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"Are you naked?" Jason wasn't entirely sure if he cared about the answer at this point, but he did think he felt breasts against his back. Bare skin that hadn't been there the last time he thought about it. Maybe he was wrong and it was his imagination.
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"No," she told him honestly, innocent. Because she wasn't naked. She had on her skirt, and her panties with the little cherries on the front, and her heels. That definitely wasn't naked. "But I'm not wearing a shirt anymore, is that what you mean?"
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"Mm. That's fine." Jason perked his ears when she kept going and shrugged, muscles in his back rippling with the easy movement. "Mkay. Just wanted to check." At least he wasn't imagining it. Normally he'd probably attempt to convince Blue to put her shirt back on, but right now he was relaxed enough not to care.
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Blue was genuinely surprised. She had expected a little protest from him, not just total acceptance. It was kinda nice, actually. Grinning, she wriggled against him a little, her fingers dipping low and caressing his neck, stroking over his adam's apple. "I can be totally naked if you want," she offered, always one to press her luck.
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What was the point in arguing when she was going to get her way anyways? It'd only serve to rile him up and right now he was enjoying the peace too much to fuck with it. Still, he cracked open an eye and glanced back at her. "Don't push it, Blue."
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"I just want you to be happy!" she protested, though she was grinning like hell. "Some boys sleep better with a naked girl on top of them, and maybe you're one of those boys. If you don't want me I can go find another girl you might like naked on you."
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Jason groaned and buried his face in his arms. "Blue, I don't care really. I typically don't sleep with someone naked on me anyways, and no I don't feel like starting a new habit." She was doing a great job at trying to ruin that mellow feeling.
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Smile faltering, the little vampire simply nodded, pulling her hands back and tucking them beneath her chin, resting on the nape of his neck. Was she doing something wrong? He didn't seem as happy as he had been a minute ago. The full moon was coming, so he was more snippy, and that was probably it. She didn't want to read too much into him and then make him feel like he was the one doing wrong, when really it was her. It was probably best for her to just stay still and let him fall asleep and not bother him anymore. She debated getting up, but again, he would think she was leaving because of something he said. She knew she needed to learn to stop flirting with Jason, at least in a way that didn't make him feel better about himself.
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Jason took a deep breath and sighed, noticing that Blue was feeling disappointed again. Great. He sniped at her and made her feel bad and now he was feeling guilty. "Sorry Blue," he mumbled.
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Oh noes! Exactly what she hadn't wanted happening had happened. She was not a very good friend. "You don't need to be sorry," she whispered, keeping her voice hushed so he could get sleepy again. And to prove the point, her fingers ran up the back of his neck, starting on rubbing his head again. Maybe he'd get tired again, and start drifting off, and then he would be happy again.
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"Hmm." Jason sighed softly, enjoying the hand in his hair, but he couldn't help but wonder why things seemed to be so complicated between him and her. Often times he found himself thinking about just giving into her and letting her get the lay she wanted, but neither was that really him. How was he supposed to even them out?
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Her hands were methodical in his hair, rubbing and scratching, until she felt him go back to his previous state of relaxation. Good. He needed to get rest, the full moon was coming and he was probably exhausted from it. When she felt as though he was either asleep or almost there, Blue slowly sat herself up, doing her best not to shake him too much as she climbed off his back and slid down to the floor, pulling her shirt back on over her head.
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Jason was mostly asleep by the time Blue shifted off his back. He kept trying to wake himself up, wondering what was wrong. Listening intently, he heard the rustle of clothing, guessing she was getting dressed. Forcing himself to move, he turned his head. "You leaving, Bluebell?" Jason mumbled softly, trying to get the words out. He didn't want her to go, unless she wanted to.
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"Oh, yeah... I thought that you should sleep, and I didn't wanna be in the way." She shrugged, gathering her hair into a ponytail and tying it loosely with an elastic from around her wrist. "I wanted you to relax, and you are. My job is done. So I'll see you later and stuff."
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Jason managed to shift to his side, holding out a hand to Blue. "You dun havta if you dun wanna," he slurred sleepily. "You can stay." Blue was comfortable and calming when she wasn't trying to rile him up. He didn't want her to feel like she had to leave just because he was half asleep. There was enough room on the bed for them both.
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She did want to stay. She wanted to curl up next to him and just lay there, smell him because he smelled good and enjoy him being warm. But she didn't want to bother him, and she seemed to bother him easily. But maybe if she just stayed still, and didn't move and didn't talk or try and do anything he didn't want to, it would be nice. Pondering for half a moment, she finally decided yes, and stepped out of her shoes before climbing back into the bed, this time beside him.
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Jason scooted back on the bed when he heard Blue stepping towards him, giving her room to lay down. When she finally settled, he wrapped his arms around her, tugging her into his warmth so he could share it with her and released a happy sigh. Now he could go to sleep.
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Face rested against his chest, Blue felt secure in Jason's arm, warm and comfortable. She didn't usually lay like this with people. In fact, Pookie was the only person she ever did this with. But here she was, with Jason, and she didn't even mind that she was still dressed, that he wasn't naked. It was nice being here. It felt funny, too. Unusual. As Jason fell asleep, Blue simply stayed put, thinking. What did it mean, exactly?