"You're insatiable," he teases, and kisses him properly, slow and deep. "You don't have to, though," he adds, even as his hips rock gently into Jedao's touch. He doesn't have to, but if he really wants to he won't complain.
"It's been more than ten seconds!" he protests, then nips at Jedao's earlobe to punctuate it. "And you're touching me." Which, to be fair, is about all it takes to get him going at pretty much any time.
"I wanted to talk to you, still," he adds, but it's a little breathless and he also doesn't stop rocking into Jedao's touch. "About Taura."
"It w-would be... totally against your nature, 's'true," he rasps, and braces his heels on the bed and rocks up into Jedao's hand with a quiet, shuddering breath.
It takes him a moment to catch his breath, and then he reaches to twist his fingers into Jedao's hair and pull him in for a kiss. "She's like him. Had the same life in almost every way." In every way that gender wouldn't change, he's sure.
"Gorgeous," Jedao affirms, his own breath coming just a little faster at the thought of her, muscled like Five had been, broad hands and endless legs; her lovely eyes and her shy marvelous smile.
Pressed together the way they are, Fives can feel his reaction, and he presses a smile into the side of Jedao's neck. "If you wanted to, uh... to see if she was interested in... in sleeping with you?" he murmurs without looking up. "I'd be fine with that?"
"I feel like she deserves more than being third or fourth in someone's queue, you know?" It's not that he hasn't thought about it, because he definitely has, but he's mostly tried to hold the flirting back.
"Do you think I should ask? I mean, I don't want her to...feel like she has to say yes to me, just cause she thinks she won't have other options."
"She does," he agrees quietly. She deserves so much more. "But that doesn't mean she wouldn't be happy for it anyway." He knows he would have been, as Five.
"She... she's not much older than I am, and if it can't be fixed not likely to live even as long as I would have." He might not tell Jedao that if he hadn't already gotten Taura's permission to tell Quentin, so he can try to fix it, and... he just can't see keeping it from Jedao when Quentin knows. Besides, it matters. "I think you should... you should make sure she knows you think she's beautiful. And not a freak, or some monster you, uh... fetishize?" He thinks he's using that word right but not entirely sure.
"I told her... about us in the flood, and that it wasn't just because it was me that you were interested?" he adds, quieter. "I wanted her to understand that. Whether she's interested in turn-" He shrugs- "That's up to her."
"Not that you aren't beautiful and glorious exactly as you are, but if Quentin has a 25% bigger spell and wants to bust it out for my made up birthday..."
He snorts a laugh and rolls his eyes, then gives Jedao a smacking kiss. "Ridiculous man," he murmurs warmly, then asks, "What about me what?" his brows furrowing a little in confusion.
He blinks, caught a little flat-footed by the question and the implication, then chews on his upper lip for a moment, thinking how to say it. "I do. I mean, I'm not blind? But-" He shrugs- "I'm not really wired that way? I don't... I mean, I guess I could feel that way some day?"
He remembers what it had been like as Five, to just want, to not care that he didn't really know who Jedao was, just that he was beautiful and wanted him. He remembers it, but he can't really relate to it anymore.
"I don't... want people that way?" He'd never once thought of what it would be like to touch Quentin until long after he'd fallen in love with him... he'd just fallen for Jedao so fast it had almost give him whiplash, and then spent months and months hopelessly pining. "And... I think wanting her like that would be. Hard?" He thinks he's probably at the limit of people he can juggle emotionally, the idea of adding another just makes him feel vaguely anxious and overwhelmed.
Oh. Apparently he hadn't been clear at all. "Uh. Fast? Without-" He stops, because he doesn't think it would be fair to say without loving them, because he thinks Jedao does love the people he wants to sleep with, even the ones he might want to fall right into bed with and want nothing more from. It's just a different kind of love. "Without... being in love with them?" Which is at least a little different, he thinks.
"She's beautiful and smart and strong and determined and I like her a lot, I want to be her friend, but... I'm not sure what it would take to tip me over into wanting more than that? Wanting people is... it's hard." And scary. And vulnerable. He'd never wanted anyone but his brothers before Jedao. He'd fallen into Nadayki for comfort because he'd felt so lost and alone, and no one had touched him at all for so long, but he'd just felt confused and... a little dirty, after.
He refrains from saying 'that's so weird,' because it seems like something Fives might take as a judgement, instead of the simple bafflement that it is.
"Well, it's up to my own slutty self, I guess. I'll check in with Quentin when I can stand."
"It's a little strange, remembering being him and just... wanting. Because you were beautiful and you wanted him and that's all it took." He'd never realized that Jedao didn't understand that about him, but he supposes he hasn't given him much reason to. He hadn't even really started to understand it until the barge, when he'd lost the easy solace of his brothers.
"I'm sure you're up to it, ner'riduur," Fives teases. "So long as Quentin doesn't mind... and you can always check in with him when I carry you over for a bath later," he adds, smirking.
"Even beauty is more a perk than a requirement," Jedao muses. "For me, I mean."
Certainly it helps, but - Jedao also considers a fairly wide number of things to qualify for that criterion. One good feature or the right attitude is enough.
"I'm not sure if he would have cared if you weren't. Beautiful, that is," he admits. "You were enthusiastic and you were so... so clear and happy about wanting him and being with him." And he can kind of understand the appeal, but not enough to actually ever feel that way about a stranger or an acquaintance or anyone he doesn't already love and trust.
"And he'd never had that before. Someone who wanted him like that much, and wanted to... to give him pleasure that way." Laureen had been kind, she loved him in her way, but she hadn't been desperate for him the way Jedao was. "You made him feel... more human than he ever had."
That gets Jedao an arched back and a shuddering sigh, lips dragging along his jaw and then a sharp nip. "Yeah," he breathes and rocks into his grip. "Hope when you're up to being fucked again I'm not going to be too much of a disappointment," he adds, teasing and wry. He's clearly not actually worried about it.
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"I wanted to talk to you, still," he adds, but it's a little breathless and he also doesn't stop rocking into Jedao's touch. "About Taura."
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He couldn't. He gives his stroke a little twist to emphasize the point.
"Mmm. What about her?"
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It takes him a moment to catch his breath, and then he reaches to twist his fingers into Jedao's hair and pull him in for a kiss. "She's like him. Had the same life in almost every way." In every way that gender wouldn't change, he's sure.
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"Do you think I should ask? I mean, I don't want her to...feel like she has to say yes to me, just cause she thinks she won't have other options."
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"She... she's not much older than I am, and if it can't be fixed not likely to live even as long as I would have." He might not tell Jedao that if he hadn't already gotten Taura's permission to tell Quentin, so he can try to fix it, and... he just can't see keeping it from Jedao when Quentin knows. Besides, it matters. "I think you should... you should make sure she knows you think she's beautiful. And not a freak, or some monster you, uh... fetishize?" He thinks he's using that word right but not entirely sure.
"I told her... about us in the flood, and that it wasn't just because it was me that you were interested?" he adds, quieter. "I wanted her to understand that. Whether she's interested in turn-" He shrugs- "That's up to her."
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"Not that you aren't beautiful and glorious exactly as you are, but if Quentin has a 25% bigger spell and wants to bust it out for my made up birthday..."
That'd be, uhhhh, just fine.
"What about you?"
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And they'd be fucking adorable together.
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He remembers what it had been like as Five, to just want, to not care that he didn't really know who Jedao was, just that he was beautiful and wanted him. He remembers it, but he can't really relate to it anymore.
"I don't... want people that way?" He'd never once thought of what it would be like to touch Quentin until long after he'd fallen in love with him... he'd just fallen for Jedao so fast it had almost give him whiplash, and then spent months and months hopelessly pining. "And... I think wanting her like that would be. Hard?" He thinks he's probably at the limit of people he can juggle emotionally, the idea of adding another just makes him feel vaguely anxious and overwhelmed.
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"What way?"
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"She's beautiful and smart and strong and determined and I like her a lot, I want to be her friend, but... I'm not sure what it would take to tip me over into wanting more than that? Wanting people is... it's hard." And scary. And vulnerable. He'd never wanted anyone but his brothers before Jedao. He'd fallen into Nadayki for comfort because he'd felt so lost and alone, and no one had touched him at all for so long, but he'd just felt confused and... a little dirty, after.
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He refrains from saying 'that's so weird,' because it seems like something Fives might take as a judgement, instead of the simple bafflement that it is.
"Well, it's up to my own slutty self, I guess. I'll check in with Quentin when I can stand."
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"I'm sure you're up to it, ner'riduur," Fives teases. "So long as Quentin doesn't mind... and you can always check in with him when I carry you over for a bath later," he adds, smirking.
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Certainly it helps, but - Jedao also considers a fairly wide number of things to qualify for that criterion. One good feature or the right attitude is enough.
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"And he'd never had that before. Someone who wanted him like that much, and wanted to... to give him pleasure that way." Laureen had been kind, she loved him in her way, but she hadn't been desperate for him the way Jedao was. "You made him feel... more human than he ever had."
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"You want to try that thighs thing we didn't get around to?"
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