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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 21, 2009 15:11:48 GMT -5
He could still feel the heavy wool of Javert's uniform sleeve, but was quiet a moment, squeezing the man's fingers in appreciation for his presence and silently noting that Javert's hands were nearly as rough as his own. It was strange, and interesting such a difference between them and Lee's.
"You could sit in your braces, I wouldn't mind. If you liked."
He was already naked after all, but he also knew how inappropriate it was for a man to go about in his shirtsleeves and suspenders.
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Post by Javert on Mar 21, 2009 15:28:20 GMT -5
"I am quite alright, Cluont... unless you would prefer me to be somewhat less formal?"
Javert had lived nearly his entire life in his uniform, it was like a second skin to him. However, if Jason would prefer it - perhaps due to his own nakedness? - he was prepared to shed his jacket in order to make the man a bit more comfortable.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 21, 2009 15:31:20 GMT -5
"It would be a bit less imposing." he grunted and winced at another minor twinge in his leg, shifting into what he hoped would be a more comfortable position.
"And since you are welcome in my home, you may make yourself at ease, light the fire if you like." Though he rather hoped that he wouldn't because he was finding being able to study the older officer under the cover of the darkness of the room quite interesting.
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Post by Javert on Mar 21, 2009 15:39:32 GMT -5
"Fine then, I am not here to intimidate you." Javert chuckled lightly and stood once more, this time taking off his uniform jacket with equal care as he'd done his coat. For good measure he also opened a few of the buttons on his shirt, greying chesthair immediately made an effort to escape from its confines.
Damnable curls... but what was he supposed to do against it?
The inspector sat down and took Jason's hand in his again. "I'm alright without the fire, if you don't mind," he said softly, reluctant to relinquish his advantage of darkvision.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 21, 2009 15:43:59 GMT -5
"No, not at all--I'm quite comfortable." apart from the pain and...well, he supposed he'd rather gotten over the humiliation.
Quietly, he turned his head on the pillow to watch the man again, taking better stock of his shape without the uniform jacket. Damnit all, he supposed he did prefer men, and felt a little guilty about eyeing up the senior officer, his cheeks reddening.
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Post by Javert on Mar 21, 2009 15:53:00 GMT -5
Javert watched the other inspector's face turn a somewhat deeper shade of grey.
"Good, I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable in your own home," he murmured, fascinated by the effect he seemed to be having on the other man.
At least, Javert was relatively sure it was him who had the effect... there was little else in the room to have it.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 21, 2009 16:01:38 GMT -5
Well, he was certainly an attractive man, Jason thought. Not in the same way as Lee, of course. Lee had a sort of...beauty about him. Feminine grace, delicacy. Javert was battle-hardened, rocky and every inch masculine. It was strange. He felt a bit saddened that such an upstanding and fine man (if rough around the edges) had spent his entire life alone. Saddened, even if Javert were alone by his own choice.
The younger man frowned, but was secure that his observations were going unnoticed and he let his eyes wander more freely over the inspector's figure, really having to spend too long gazing at any one area to make out shapes in the dark.
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Post by Javert on Mar 21, 2009 16:09:26 GMT -5
Had Javert been a less-mannered man, he might have commented on Jason's wandering eyes... had the circumstances been different, he would probably have done so in spite of his manners. Yet, as things were now, the other man's gaze felt... pleasurable, he supposed, in a way. A way that made him feel strange somewhere around his stomach. Almost like he was going to throw up, but in a good way.
Trying to distract himself from such illogical thoughts seemed to be a good goal and Javert decided to 'return the favor', as it were, letting his eyes glance at Cluont's rather exposed body. Strong... manly... rather attractive...
Wait, what?!
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 21, 2009 16:16:17 GMT -5
Of course, unlike Javert, Jason had no idea he was being scrutinized and so he felt no modesty about his position or the way the sheets clung to him in outline. After another few moments, though, he stopped his shameless eyes raking the other man's body and tried to find his face in the dark instead, clearing his throat and shifting a little.
"Sorry, I'm afraid I've run out of things to talk about..."
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Post by Javert on Mar 21, 2009 16:21:35 GMT -5
Cluont's voice pulled Javert out of his own confusion, though it did take the inspector a few moments before he realized what had been said.
"Silence is by far not the worst thing in this world, Jason." Javert smiled. The real, genuine smile that so rarely graced his otherwise stern features. "Certainly not a comfortable one."
Besides, not saying anything would keep the inspector from saying something stupid... such as semi-poetic things about vomit and how the sight of Jason's body appeared to be affecting his own in quite rebellious ways.
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 21, 2009 16:30:51 GMT -5
He agreed, nodding before realizing it was dark and giving a sort of positive grunt instead, squeezing the older man's hand.
"If you're hungry, or get tired of sitting in one place...well--Brandy, tea, coffee. There might be some biscuits in the jar downstairs, or sugared lemon cakes--help yourself to anything in the house."
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Post by Javert on Mar 21, 2009 16:46:27 GMT -5
"I'm just fine sitting here with you, actually... it's rare for me to have actual company outside my patrols."
Javert gave the other man's hand a gently squeeze. "It's rather pleasant."
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 22, 2009 0:25:22 GMT -5
"Outside your patrols?" he chuckled, "and what company you keep on your patrols. I certainly hope I'm a step above whores and thieves, Javert."
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Post by Javert on Mar 22, 2009 3:32:38 GMT -5
"I occasionally have another officer accompanying me... only the ones who pass my strict selection procedure, of course. I'll only spend a reasonable amount of time with those who are, how shall I put this..." Here, Javert paused for effect. "Not Lambert."
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Post by Inspector Jason Cluont on Mar 22, 2009 3:55:06 GMT -5
The younger man snorted a bit and turned his face up to the ceiling a moment, giving a sigh. He was tired, but didn't want to sleep and loose this rare companionable side of Javert which me might never see again.
Another squeeze of fingers preceded a gentle pull of the man's arm so that his hand rested on Jason's chest, his arm having gotten a bit stiff in the lower position at his side.
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