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.
"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.
"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.
"Fucked stupid," he murmurs between low, rough groans. He makes a soft meep when Fives' nips his neck, and covers Fives' hand with his own, not restraining him at all, just wanting to touch it.
"You, stupid?" he teases, reaching out with his free hand to do his own groping in the sheets for the lube, because otherwise this is going to end up getting uncomfortable. "Don't believe it," he breathes against Jedao's neck, then sucks a mark over the spot he'd nipped just a moment ago.
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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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Jedao kisses the tip of Fives' nose before turning, offering his back so that Fives can pull Jedao on top of him.
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"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.
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"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.
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"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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