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"Right?" he demands, breathless with a strange combination of arousal and righteous indignation. "You... you think she's beautiful, right?"

"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."

Jedao hums in definite agreement.

"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?"

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.

"You think she's gorgeous too, right? And you have stuff in common with her."

And they'd be fucking adorable together.

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.

But Tris, he means to say, and then just ends up confused.

"What way?"

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.

"Huhn."

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.

Edited 2019-05-28 05:46 (UTC)

"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."

"Enthusiasm counts for a lot," Jedao agrees, pressing another kiss to Fives' mouth. "Speaking of which..."

"Mmmmm," he hums into the kiss, then nuzzles along Jedao's jaw. "Yeah?" He draws back a little bit, not sure what Jedao's getting at.

He gives Fives' dick a long, slow pull.

"You want to try that thighs thing we didn't get around to?"

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.

"Tragically, I do need to walk most days. Which makes you perfect."

Jedao kisses the tip of Fives' nose before turning, offering his back so that Fives can pull Jedao on top of him.

"Mmmm, walking is important," he agrees, and laughs as Jedao kisses his nose. "... so I guess we'll have to make sure I have a few days I can just lie around and recover if I'm ever going to take your fist," he adds just as he rolls flat onto his back and pulls Jedao with him.

Jedao groans - partly from being moved, but partly just imagining it.

"Lazy Fives, now that's an image. I can't wait to pamper you after," he muses, crossing his ankles to keep his thighs a little more snug.

"Not lazy," he protests teasingly, punctuating the words with kisses to Jedao's shoulders and neck. "Injured. Recovering." He doesn't point out that a judicious application of bacta would probably take care of the problem in less than a day, that... seems to at least partly defeat the purpose.

"Nnngh, kriff you feel good," he adds as he rocks up against Jedao. Just the crack of his ass for now, feeling they way it drags at his foreskin, the sweet shock of friction on the head of his cock. The next stroke he shifts his angle, though, and presses into the space between Jedao's thighs, groaning deep in his chest at how hot and tight it is.

"Grab the lube?" he asks a little breathlessly, lips pressed hot against Jedao's skin. He doesn't need it just yet, he's a little slick with precome already, and his foreskin is a decent buffer against chafing, but it'll be better with some slick to ease the way.

"It's...somewhere.," Jedao mutters, throwing an arm out to grope awkwardly in the bunched up sheets, shivering with a hot thrill of desire as Fives fucks his thighs. Every shift and nudge reminds him of being phenomenally fucked; and the slide of Fives' cock through his legs makes him feel used in a new, equally delicious way..

Fives huffs a laugh that turns into a groan as he fucks up between Jedao's thighs. Feels his foreskin sliding back with the friction and the sensitive head of his cock dragging along the fine, soft hairs on Jedao's inner thighs. It's almost as good as being in him, and he lays one big palm over Jedao's belly, fingers scratching through the ragged trail of hair extending from his navel to his groin.

"Too busy getting fucked to keep track of small details?" he teases, and nips at the side of Jedao's neck as he thrusts up a little more forcefully.

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