Not entirely what he'd have expected, but still enough to make his breath hitch and the sound he made was a whimper more than anything. He was sensitive and maybe his neck was especially sensitive. That was hardly surprising. He laughed when he saw Jonathan smile at him, looking so smug. Something very attractive to that, he wasn't going to deny it.
"You're a bastard," it was said fondly, and then he made his declaration. "Use me, bruise me, abuse me. I'm ours tonight, Jonathan. Don't waste your chance. Who knows if I'll give you another?"
"I just have to catch you in the right place at the right time. Who fucking knows?" Jonathan added another hickey to Edward's chest. Hell, he added a few. It was fun to add some marks but he didn't hit or hurt him. It wasn't like he didn't have the temptation but he hardly wanted to be associated with his father's abuse. Then this would be a one off, Edward would likely feel shame and aversion.
Instead, he left him hanging. Then he would definitely have him again. "Next time, I'll mark you properly. Anywhere you want me to. Tonight, we s-sleep."
"Damn. You really like me, don't you?" It was an obvious play, but did that stop it from feeling flattering? Did it keep his heart from skipping that beat and the warmth to spread inside him from the knowledge that Jonathan cared about this so much. About him.
"Let's sleep then, Jonny." Well. "...can I shower first? I don't mind cold water, I just like to wash." Hm. "Doesn't matter if you don't have shower gel or shampoo, I can live with that."
He had no idea whether Jonathan had anything. Maybe even a shower was expecting a bit much.
"The water's cold but help yourself. It's through the bedroom, next door on the left. There's some stuff in there, you can use it." It was some giant one litre bottle of washing stuff. It seemed to cover all of his bases so he got it for about two dollars. "The towels are hanging, use the blue one." The white one was his.
He watched Edward move to get up and admired the curve of his spine. Hmm. Nice. Every inch of him could be mapped out in his head now.
It didn't take that long for him to wash - cold showers were not pleasant enough to draw out - and then he came back with chattering teeth that he was trying to keep from chattering, wrapped in the towel.
He left his discarded underwear on the pile of his clothes and then climbed into bed, shedding the towel in favour of getting under the sheets.
He was naked, trembling and therefore eagerly cuddling up to Jonathan. Who was fully dressed. Well, no one had said this night would be normal. "Remind me to buy you some decent shower gel. That stuff is a hate crime. I'd rather use nothing than smell like that."
"It was ch-cheap." Jonathan informed Edward as he lay on his back and put an arm around Edward, letting him curl in close. He was fucking cold but Jon didn't mind, he just liked to have Edward close to him. Naked, desperate and eager.
Maybe it was a bit weird that Jon was fully clothed but he had no regrets. This was exactly how he had wanted this all to play out. "You can buy me what you want. You can get me better sh-shit, I ain't gonna complain." Free stuff was never a bad thing.
"You can close your eyes now, Ed." Jon informed him, that same insistent tone. No stuttering, no stammering, just to the point.
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"You're a bastard," it was said fondly, and then he made his declaration. "Use me, bruise me, abuse me. I'm ours tonight, Jonathan. Don't waste your chance. Who knows if I'll give you another?"
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Instead, he left him hanging. Then he would definitely have him again. "Next time, I'll mark you properly. Anywhere you want me to. Tonight, we s-sleep."
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"Let's sleep then, Jonny." Well. "...can I shower first? I don't mind cold water, I just like to wash." Hm. "Doesn't matter if you don't have shower gel or shampoo, I can live with that."
He had no idea whether Jonathan had anything. Maybe even a shower was expecting a bit much.
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He watched Edward move to get up and admired the curve of his spine. Hmm. Nice. Every inch of him could be mapped out in his head now.
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He left his discarded underwear on the pile of his clothes and then climbed into bed, shedding the towel in favour of getting under the sheets.
He was naked, trembling and therefore eagerly cuddling up to Jonathan. Who was fully dressed. Well, no one had said this night would be normal. "Remind me to buy you some decent shower gel. That stuff is a hate crime. I'd rather use nothing than smell like that."
Which was why he had used nothing.
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Maybe it was a bit weird that Jon was fully clothed but he had no regrets. This was exactly how he had wanted this all to play out. "You can buy me what you want. You can get me better sh-shit, I ain't gonna complain." Free stuff was never a bad thing.
"You can close your eyes now, Ed." Jon informed him, that same insistent tone. No stuttering, no stammering, just to the point.
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That was the last thing he said before eventually falling asleep.