( jason's weight shifts up onto his knees as soon as they're down on the ground, forearm lowering to press against junior's neck to try and start cutting off his hair supply, but it's not - that hard. he's careful to keep his weight up enough that no amount of bucking isn't going to toss him off, but jason is leaning down, to grin right in junior's face.
no subject
whispers soft, just between them: )
Bet I can make it worse.