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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 11, 2008 23:12:28 GMT -5
He raised his hand to stroke the man's silver hair and breathed in the clean scent of him in the dark.
"The paint makes you look barely thirty, I can't imagine you're much older than that. Not that it matters."
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Post by Lee Chaolan on Jul 11, 2008 23:20:57 GMT -5
"It's very sweet of you to say that, but... I am almost fifty..." With that finally out, he held his breath for a moment, then let it out in a long sigh.
"I am flattered that you say I barely look thirty," he added, chuckling a little.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 11, 2008 23:23:09 GMT -5
"You are not." He teased, though he'd believe it, and had no trouble with it.
"Then you're better preserved than I...I'm thirty-four."
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Post by Lee Chaolan on Jul 11, 2008 23:28:54 GMT -5
Lee's eyes widened and he sat up a little, rather stunned. It wasn't that he looked bad, just handsome, regardless.
"Jason. You're a very attractive man," Younger than me, yes, but... "There's nothing wrong with the way you look." With that being said, he laid against Jason, chest to chest, where he could touch the larger man's face with both hands, carefully feeling out his features.
"My hair started turning white when I was thirty," he admitted, running a finger down Jason's nose.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 11, 2008 23:36:54 GMT -5
"Mine too." he chuckled, straining to see in the dark.
"My looks are unimportant to me, so long as I keep myself well groomed--not that I think there's anything wrong with long hair, it just doesn't belong on a uniformed man."
The bridge of his nose was square and strong, like everything about him. Unassuming, familiar and authoritative without being unapproachable (most of the time).
He rested his hands on Lee's back, one at the middle, one in the curve of his spine at his lower back.
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Post by Lee Chaolan on Jul 11, 2008 23:46:08 GMT -5
Lee sighed contentedly, smiling a bit as he pushed himself up. He teased his lips over Jason's before giving him a light, tender kiss.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 11, 2008 23:50:41 GMT -5
The policer's hands clenched into Lee's nightshirt tightly for a moment, but he gave no resistance, his lips flexing lightly against the Asian man's.
"It's...not right." he whispered hotly against Lee's mouth.
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Post by Lee Chaolan on Jul 11, 2008 23:56:31 GMT -5
"Do you want me to stop?" he whispered back, keeping his lips (and his whole body) up against Jason. One of his hands had curled against the larger man's neck, and the other laid flat on Jason's chest; Free to move, Lee slid his hand down along the inspector's bare side.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 11, 2008 23:59:05 GMT -5
The man nearly jumped out of his skin, turning and sort of dumping Lee off of him, but not moving away.
"Yes, I do. I can't, Lee. Can't you be content to let me hold you?"
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Post by Lee Chaolan on Jul 12, 2008 0:03:55 GMT -5
A little hurt, Lee laid down, feeling deflated. He folded his arms under his head and closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry.... yes, just hold me," he said quietly, taking another slow, deep breath. This was going to be difficult.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 12, 2008 0:12:29 GMT -5
Jason curled his arms around Lee and manipulated his slight form easily, gently turning him over so that Lee's back was to him, and he curled around the man, pressing to him tightly, a slight cool space against Lee's body where a leg should have been. His arms remained around the man, warming him.
"There's nothing wrong with you, don't think that."
This had always been enough for he and Justin, it could be enough for Lee as well.
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Post by Lee Chaolan on Jul 12, 2008 0:18:47 GMT -5
"I don't," he said stiffly, pushing himself more firmly against Jason. His jaw clenched and unclenched as he kept himself quiet, though, if he spoke, he might have deafened his companion with all the things he had to say.
The chastity may have suited Jason and his last... man, but Lee was not Justinian, nor was he a European with church-born fears. He hoped Jason would have indulged him a little.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 12, 2008 0:24:47 GMT -5
Jason could sense the other man's tension, but said nothing of it. He didn't want an argument, not tonight. He squeezed Lee a little tighter and lifted one hand to arrange the man's hair, leaning up to kiss just behind his ear and whispering into it.
"At least let me fall in love with you before you start demanding such affections? I can't promise I can grant them, not fully...but...I just have to be sure of what I feel."
Lee was beautiful, yes, and Jason was fond of him, but he wasn't sure he could call it "love" just yet.
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Post by Lee Chaolan on Jul 12, 2008 0:34:34 GMT -5
"I..." Lee stopped himself and shuddered, swallowing hard before he said something incredibly foolish.
"You're right, Jason. I don't want to be hurt, and I don't want to hurt you either." He shuddered, then relaxed himself, feeling guilty for putting Jason in an awkward position so soon. After all, he had to make sure he was actually in love with the inspector, not merely infatuated and overly "grateful."
"...nor do I wish to repay you with damaged goods," he added, sniffing a bit at his own words.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Jul 12, 2008 0:38:52 GMT -5
"You're not damaged, Lee. Just injured, and you will heal, it won't affect your...ability to experience pleasure."
At least, Ki had not had any problems once he'd found a lover of his own.
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