bakerstreet | morning after

"I have the legs for anything." Harry scoffed. He didn't actually want to wear a skirt, but it was the principle of the thing.

He snorted at Jay's grumbling, resisting the urge to make a teasing comment about his stamina, or how he was supposed to be all fit and sporty. It was for the best that he didn't, since when he decided to sit up himself his entire body screamed in protest and he hissed in pain before he could stop himself.

"Jay I think we really did get broken last night," he joked with a wince as he tried to stretch out some of the stiffness in his muscles. The thought of standing up was suddenly incredibly unpleasant, and he once more wondered if there was a way to get food brought to them. No such luck, many things had improved on the isle since the barrier came down, but takeout wasn't one of them.

"Bathroom's through there if you wanna get cleaned up at all before we go out," Harry nodded towards the door to the bathroom - it was small and cramped and the water was temperamental, but it did its job. Next time, he promised himself, next time they were doing this in Jay's room.

"I guess we'll just have to see about that." Well, Jay didn't really want Harry in a skirt, but now that they were bantering over it-- well, yes, it was the principle of it.

The groaning really wasn't about being sore, not that Jay wasn't-- because to be sure, he was. His legs were still felt like they were comprised of gelatinous goo, instead of flesh, muscle and bone. It was more about being pulled apart from the body that had kept him warm all night. Damnit if he hadn't already gotten used to that feeling, and so what if Harry wanted to tease him about that. Jay would just tease him right back.

He snorted out a laugh, nodding his head. "I told you that already." Pausing, he softened, glancing over at the long scratches and red angry marks where Jay had used teeth and more to mark the pirate. "Really, are you okay? I did a number on you." Jay had his own mark, and several scratches as well, but Harry was a bit worse for wear between the two.

Finally, Jay stood to a pop and crackle here and there where joints settled into their places. Without thinking, he dropped down and did about 20 push-ups, as was his normal routine. It helped his body to stretch out and get back to working again. When he was done, he folded himself back up to a standing position and walked over to Harry, holding out his hands.

"Come help me get cleaned up." Jay didn't care how small the bathroom was. He knew that cleaning up would be more fun done as a couple. After all, the mess was completely Harry's fault.

Harry just grinned, glancing down at his own chest to run his fingers over some of the marks there. Sure, some of them were a little tender, but that just meant they'd probably last longer, and the longer he could tell he belonged to Jay just by looking in the mirror, the happier he'd be.

"Aye, I'm fine. I like them," he said honestly as he looked back up at Jay. He moved over to the chest at the foot of his bed, intending on digging out some clothes. He was just about to ask if Jay wanted him to find something else for the thief to wear (if he could find something that would fit) when he looked up and Jay was doing pushups. Any teasing he might have done died in his throat as he watched the ripple of muscle in Jay's back and he swore under his breath. He really did want to actually leave the room and get food, but damn if Jay didn't make it hard. Literally.

"Uh huh," he managed to get out, taking Jay's offered hands. He cleared his throat and tried again. "We are not both going to fit in that shower." But he moved towards the bathroom anyway.

Seeing Harry hard, might have just made Jay hard in turn, but well, fuck he was so hungry. Couldn't his body just think about one kind of sustenance before it was compelled to deal with another. Jay just clucked and shook his head in appreciation. Harry's body was hardly difficult to look at. The other male's muscles rippled and moved in fine detail, sleek and defined. Maybe it didn't show beneath all that billowy pirate garb, but Harry was fucking built as well. It was no willowy wallflower that Jay had last night, and just like last night, Jay enjoyed the spectacle of it-- especially by the glint of morning sunlight.

Leaning in, Jay momentarily ignored Harry's words, and decided to take what small advantage of Harry that he could, filling the pirate's mouth with his own, teasing plush lips open again to nip, tug, and languish over before enjoying the sensation of an extremely robust kiss.

"Mmm, don't need a shower" He muttered against now swollen lips, walking them back into the crowded bathroom, hugging Harry's body against his as Jay squeezed in close to make room for them both while he watered a cloth, and used it to wipe down Harry's torso, arms, and legs, and then ever so slowly, move between them to fondle his cock a time or two as he cleaned it.

"I really should just let go, and let you clean me. Shouldn't I.." He hummed, trying to decide if they should go for quickie hand jobs, or food, now that they were here, like this.

There's just something so soothing and intimate about Jay wiping him down, a weird affection that Harry had never really experienced before, and if he was honest he kind of zoned out a little, just enjoying the sensation. He blinked when Jay spoke, a brief flash of embarrassment on his face when he realised how out of it he'd been, but he grinned all the same, trailing fingers up Jay's arm thoughtfully.

"Well I'm not going to say no to any excuse to get my hands on you..." he mused, but his eyes drifted down to where Jay's hand was still wrapped around his already-hard dick and he wondered if maybe they were just doomed to a life of never leaving the bedroom, wasting away on a diet of sex and nothing else.

He could think of worse ways to go.

"We probably shouldn't just get dirty again so quickly..." he agreed, but he absolutely sounded like he didn't mean it one bit.

Jay could only imagine how it felt to be cleaned. As it happened to play out, he was enjoying doing the cleaning. It was another brand new experience to him, and rather intimate, although Jay did have this pretty awesome bathroom back at his own place in Auradon that he wanted to exploit later with Harry. Well, he and Carlos shared it, but Carlos had been spending more and more time with Jane lately. So, Jay had it pretty much to himself most of the time.

Even while thinking, Jay's hand never faltered, nor did his eyes fail to take in the adorable dimples that had formed in the corners of his partner currently. He wanted so badly to tease Harry about it, but something told him to keep his lid shut for now. Instead...

"Well, I do have a washcloth right here to catch most of it... and there's another right there." Jay nodded with his head toward a very sad looking wash cloth indeed. It bore a few holes, and ragged edges, but it still looked like it would do the job, looked like it probably had done the job and been washed a few too many times because of it.

"We can get breakfast right after." Jay was convincing himself more and more that this was the thing that they were doing. His stomach could wait. His dick, harder now than before, could not. He began to urge Harry along, turning them so that he had the pirate against the counter, something hard so that Jay could attack the other male's neck with his mouth now, pawing his way upward until he was tugging at Harry's ear with his teeth, then licking around the shell of it with his tongue. "god, am I ever gonna stop wanting you?"

Harry's smile grew with every word, eyes glittering with barely contained glee.

"So you do..." he agreed "and so there is.." he reached out to grab the cloth in question, fingers curling into fabric blindly, given that he barely took his eyes off Jay. He ran the cloth under the tap and brought it to Jay's chest.

"I hope you don't," he admitted quietly, a thrill of electricity running through him at every touch or kiss Jay lavished on him. He started smoothing the cloth over Jay's chest, wiping away the sticky residue from the night before as he worked his way down. He was tempted to tease more, to circle round to Jay's thighs, but honestly he was aching for more, eager to touch Jay properly. So it wasn't long before he had his hand wrapped around Jay's dick as well, already starting to stroke, slow and firm.

"Look at me," he murmured, tilting his head to try and catch Jay's eyes.

"I won't..." He moaned on the start of a labored breath, taking another big drinking of air as he worked to right the stars that had started blossoming behind his eyelids the second Harry had hold of his cock. Had Jay always been this easy? No. Surly this was just more of the magic that the young pirate held him in since the evening previous. A wonderful magic indeed, of both their making.

Meeting those eyes however, Jay wanted to dive headlong into whatever magic it was once more, because he knew he was lost forever. Harry's eyeliner was just a little smeared, giving him less danger, and more cat-- but that didn't mean his eyes were anything less than gorgeous. They were deep with unspoken words. Words, that Jay tried to answer in his own silent sentences. Once more giving the quiet promises that they'd uttered under the dark cover of last night in the throes of their passion. Mine. Yours. We should have done this years ago.

"I --" He tried to say something, but then just stopped, because there wasn't much more to say. Nothing that he didn't speak with his eyes, or his hand, switching the cloth over to the spare one, because for fucks sake, Jay needed to feel Harry's bare cock against his hand. Jay needed to be able to run his thumb over the head, and pull back just enough pre-cum to lubricate things, making his hand slide a little smoother as he jerked the other off.

This Jay was excellent at. Maybe he hadn't done it to another guy, but he had plenty of self-experience. He knew just how firm to hold, and when to slow down and speed up by the look in Harry's eyes, and the way he had begun to moan. Moaning that was mirrored in no small part by Jay himself. No, he wasn't quiet at all this morning. He would let the whole Isle seaboard know that he was in sheer heaven right now in Harry's small little cabin bathroom.

Harry matched pace with Jay, staring into his eyes with a hungry expression, drinking in everything he could see there. The way Jay looked at him just felt like fireworks exploding in his chest, and it was stupid and sappy and over the top but he just couldn't help it, everything about Jay felt like nobody he'd ever been with before.

Whatever Jay was about to say, Harry understood, somehow, just from the look on his face and the touch of his hand. He was addicted already, wanted nothing more than to just be like this all the time, wrapped up in Jay and overwhelmed with pleasure. He'd even forgotten that they really did need to go and eat something - at least for right now. Right now it was all about him and Jay and the sensations building between them.

"Jay..." he murmured, breathy and desperate "I'm really close..."

Considering that Jay was feeling that all knowing pressure within his body, he was very grateful that Harry had said that he was close. Still recovering from the night before, Jay's legs began to shake a little as he got closer, his breath stirred anxiously in his lungs, unsteady in inhales and exhales. He closed his eyes, trying to hold on to the intimate feeling of his boyfriend's hand on him.

"I'm gonna come...Harry. Fuck. oh fuck...I'm gonna.." He quickly flopped the washcloth over Harry's dick, continuing to pump until he was sure the other was coming, and then he let himself go at the exact same time. It was like nothing he'd ever done before. Coming together, bodies hard, and brought in close together.

Harry's name was a long, loud mantra on Jay's lips, until he thought to tip his head forward and capture the other male's mouth with his own, sinking into the pleasure there just as he'd begun drowning in the tidal wave of his orgasm that ripped through him like a monsoon, leaving him broken and shattered, and clinging to Harry afterward.

The sound of his name torn from Jay's throat mingles with Jay's own from his as he came, hips thrusting erratically up into Jay's hand. Both names were swallowed up as their lips met again, and Harry continued to kiss him until the last little aftershock of pleasure had rippled through him. He draw away with a breathy chuckle, leaning his forehead against Jay's while he caught his breath.

"Now we have to clean again..." he murmurs, although at least most of the mess was caught in the cloths, and it's short work to rinse them both off and wipe down any excess, his every movement lazy and soothing, like they have all the time in the world. It kind of feels like they do, he certainly can't think of anything he'd rather be doing - hungry as he is, he feels satisfied as long as he's with Jay.

Eventually, though, he tosses aside his own cloth and leans in to press another kiss to Jay's lips.

"Okay, now we get dressed and get food, aye?"

Life? Was there a life outside this cabin? Jay couldn't seem to care to think about it anymore. He was perfectly happy wrapped up in Harry, and the small space for two that they'd created here right in this moment. It could last forever as far as he was concerned.

His orgasm left his wrecked, still exhausted from the night before, he leaned very heavily against the wall, pulling his pirate up against his body, placing tiny kisses here and there, speaking between them.

"I guess..if... we... must.." He chuckled then, and gave Harry one more solid kiss before dropping the soiled cloths into a pile of dirty laundry, and going to retrieve his jeans-- grabbing up one of Harry's shirts that looked like it would fit him. "Do you mind?" He asked as he was pulling it down over his muscular torso.

Harry just about manages to get some pants on when Jay speaks again, and he glances over to see what the question is about. The shirt is a little snug on Jay, but it works, showing off all those glorious muscles that Harry is becoming increasingly fond of.

"Don't mind at all, gorgeous," he grins, grabbing a shirt for himself as well "Except you're only making it harder to get out of here..."

The pun is absolutely and obviously intended.

Still, he resists the temptation (well, sort of, he does cross the room to give Jay another searing kiss) and shrugs on his jacket.

"C'mon, I'm starving."

Oh, and that kiss is returned in kind and then some. Jay just can't help but grab Harry's ass, and squeeze it-- because daaaamn, those pants just make it look all the more delicious.

"Stop being so hot, would you? I'm really hungry, you know..." He quips at the end of their kiss, snapping his teeth playfully at Harry's lips before turning to the door and bowing with a laugh.

"My dear..." He laughs aloud, and let's Harry lead the way, cause fuck if he care what they ate at this point. He'd eat a squid's eyeball at this point and be happy.

"'fraid I can't do that," Harry smirked, strolling past Jay out the door with a deliberate sway of his hips. God he could get addicted to how much Jay wanted him.

They'll go to the chip shoppe, he decided, since the food there wasn't so bad these days and maybe because he wanted to show off a little - he'd not say anything to anybody, but he certainly wasn't intending to be all that subtle. Uma spent more time in Auradon these days so he didn't imagine she'd hear about it until he and Jay enacted their little plan to spring the relationship on their friends, but there'd be plenty of other people he knew around.

One they got up on deck Harry took a moment to look out over the open sea. The sun was shining and the ocean stretched out before him and he had Jay. It was, in many ways, the perfect morning.

"Let's go eat." He says, and turns to heads= towards the gangplank leading off the boat with a smile on his face.

_{[Wanna wrap this up here and maybe do something new with them? Why yes I did make you wait a million years just to finish off a thread /the worst]}

[[sounds perfect to me. I know you got all wrapped up in a spot moment. It's okay. Jay was just happily waiting. I'll wait for these two for as long as it takes, they give me that simple happy. xD Anything fun you've got a hankering to play out? ]]

_{[And then some, that boy is eating my brain.}

_{aww that's so cute <3 I love them too they're adorable! Uh... I can't think of anything right this second other than more, but if you got any thoughts I'm all ears?]}

morning after

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Apologies for being such a flake today!

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