( open ) sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean

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Who: Loki Odinson (dothelokimotion) + Kyle Rayner (torchbearer) + Gabby Kinner (honeybadgerer) + YOU
What: TDM + SOTU prompts
When: During Late September / October
Where: Around, will specify in prompt
Content Warnings: N/A

( prompts in comments below. if anyone wants something specific, hit me up @ timmtams / pm )

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[reneger]

( the kiss has a shudder running through his spine, and jason--raises both arms up finally. wraps them tight around kyle's waist. )

Thanks.

[torchbearer]

You're welcome.

[ there isn't much else to say. ]

[reneger]

I --

( jason pulls in another breath, slow and steady. breaths out as he tightens his arms around kyle, holding onto him almost too tight. he shakes his head against kyle's shoulder, presses in closer. )

I trust you. To have my back an' not fuck me over. ( it's not an i love you, but it's about as close as jason's going to get just yet. )

[torchbearer]

[ he wasn't expecting one, but it was still lovely to hear. he can read between the lines and it was nice. to sink into this warmth. to know someone still wants him, despite it all. ]

I trust you too.

[reneger]

( he'd tell kyle that's a real shit idea. that he should know better, how many times did they find a way to fuck up with each other during their - what, year traveling around? but jason knows better than to open his mouth and say jack shit about any of it, so instead he just.

leans his head up enough to dig his teeth into kyle's shoulder through the lantern uniform. fuck it, they've done enough feelings talks, kyle called jason dramatic for gnawing on him, it feels like a perfectly acceptable way of ruining the mood. )

[torchbearer]

[ kyle does swat him lightly for that even if he tilts his neck a little for jason. ]

Really.

[reneger]

( he can swat all he wants, it's not going to deter him any. if anything, it's causing jason to--give a little snort laugh, leaning in so he can nip just below kyle's ear instead.

it won't leave a mark. this time. )

's what you get.

[torchbearer]

[ dryly. ]

Yeah, I'm clearly the worst.

[reneger]

You're the one who decided to put up with me.

( but jason's - pulling himself up to his full height, shoving softly against kyle before he turns around and starts walking again. )

'bout time to call it a night.

[torchbearer]

[ kyle eyes him for a moment. ]

Sure. Sounds like a good idea.

[reneger]

( jason's still walking, but he does stop and offers a hand up for kyle. they're far enough away he can justify asking for - )

Give me a lift?

[torchbearer]

You wanna fly?

[reneger]

No, I want you to put me on your shoulders.

( what the fuck else would he be asking for here, kyle. gosh. )

[torchbearer]

[ kyle smiles, his expression soft as he creates a stairway leading up to the sky. ]

[reneger]

( no need to wait down here, then. jason steps up onto the staircase without hesitation, hands shoving down into his pockets as he lets himself on up. )

Don't actually try for that.

[torchbearer]

Who do I look like, you?

[ but he has prepared a bike at the end of the staircase. one that can fly, obviously. ]

[reneger]

I wouldn't put it above you.

( but the bike is nice. look at kyle, remembering how jason likes to ride in style. they're up high enough that jason figures no one from the ground can see them, and anyone up here - well. who cares. jason leans in close to kyle, raises a hand to try and tangle gloved fingers into his hair.

doesn't lean in yet. )

Hey.

[torchbearer]

[ he smiles, leaning into the touch. ]

Hey.

[reneger]

( jason's head tips, like he's--planning on going for a kiss, but he doesn't. just gently combs fingers through kyle's hair instead. lowers his voice; the grin on his lips turns feral. )

If you keep letting your guard down 'round me, I'm gonna wreck you.

[torchbearer]

[ kyle's grin is not as sharp, he's not that kind of guy, but it is cheeky. ]

Promises, promises.

[reneger]

( the kiss, when he does bridge the distance between them, feels like the exact opposite of the kind of wrecking jason's expression implies. his grip softens, palm curling against the back of kyle's head to move him how jason wants. it's gentle, the pressure of jason's mouth against his before he's trying to coax his way deeper, even stepping closer so they're pressed chest-to-chest.

crowding his way right into kyle's space, regardless of how far off the ground they are. )

[torchbearer]

[ it's not like kyle can fall. he slips his arms around jason, eager for the kiss, threading his fingers in jason's hair. ]

[reneger]

( it feels nice.

it's the kind of touch jason craves; soft and gentle, erring on the side of too soft. not without passion, but--without the rough edge jason carries with him near-constantly. kyle's hand moves into his hair, and jason gives a soft, pleased sound. shudders at the feeling of fingers moving through dark strands, before he's--pulling back. just enough to kiss the corner of kyle's mouth. )

Mm, yeah. It'll be easy.

[torchbearer]

[ he runs his thumb over jason's bottom lip. ]

You think so, huh?

[reneger]

( jason melts into it.

like someone flicked a switch. his shoulders slump a little--losing that tense line he usually holds himself in. lips part, and jason opens his eyes to offer kyle a little loopy grin before he's nipping at the tip of kyle's thumb. )

You're squishy in the right places.