[Probably because the cop-slash-military-police said the same thing to him...... ACAB.
Jonas' reciprocation is exciting and endearing; he finds himself smirking at the bright phone screen, chewing on his lip as he imagines exactly that scene. Not as young as Jonas, maybe, but young enough his own libido roars to life. It is fun.]
not a real pair kinda improvised in the past when ive tied people up like a scarf or a sock whatevers around
you can squirm around all you want but real cuffs are way more durable id have you right where i want you hard and needy nobody in sex jail cares if youre loud
This back and forth is making me look up where to buy a pair so I can confidently send you out to get them so I don't have to go lol
(most of the time, jonas is a lot of hot air. while he's not the shy type, performing acts most of humanity finds embarrassing is enough to embarrass him, too. it all seems easier over text. in person, he might be a bit of a mess.
and another arousing thought is that he knows cain wouldn't mind one bit.)
Maybe in sex jail, all locked up with nowhere to go, I'd call out for help. If you kissed me you could shut me up p quick. And I'd bite your lip and try to push you away
But since all I've got to use is my hips I'd end up grinding up on you.
You like playing around, huh?? When ppl are helpless to you ig
[As if he has any issues or shame going out into the wilds for a pair of handcuffs. Better, he could get them off an actual cop, a taste of delinquency returned.
But right now he'd rather play this out. Part of him thought that by now Jonas would have backed off.]
thats cute. do you want me to kiss you? i dont care if you bite me for it, i wouldnt stop grind all you want youd just feel how hard my cock was
yeah i do guess its about the control? dunno really, but its hot when they struggle when they want it but cant do anything
(is he supposed to be getting a boner from reading this? his half-chub reminds him that this is its domain and that he should just find a private place to ride the whole thing out. not wanting to text anywhere near his father who isn't even home, jonas scampers upstairs and slams his bedroom door behind him.
oh god, oh man—)
Like fr all rp aside for a sec, you're seriously like
idk don't make fun of me. You're the hottest guy I've ever met. I want you to kiss me. And I want to feel your dick on me.
(flushing, he has to flap his shirt for a second to calm down. it's better off, but he sexts so rarely that undressing feels premature somehow.)
And after grinding until I was out of breath, I'd tell you I wanted it. And I'd tell you I wanted you in my mouth. Handcuffed there and everything. bc you're the officer and you're in charge.
[In the private sanctity of his bedroom—grateful for a missing roommate—Cain's broad smirk relaxes into something quieter that he can't really help, reading Jonas' words. Did he mean for it to sound so sweet? Friends first, he doesn't want to go too far.]
im not gonna make fun of you for that promise youre really cute, you know ill kiss you all you want
[Cain drops down onto his twin-sized bed tucked against the wall, lounging back.]
yeah youre right im in charge ill make you get on your knees and open your pretty little mouth for me and youll have to take my dick like that no hands allowed
(blushing like a fool in the centre of his room, jonas' actions mirror cain's from across the city. he bounces as he sits hard on his mattress, pitching back to text him at arm's length.
this masculinity is carved out of marble. men can be cute. if they couldn't, that'd be so disappointing, because he loves being cute—especially for cain. would he want to reenact this? would it be awkward if they did or would it be... fun? thrilling?)
I'll stare up at you wondering if I'm gonna regret asking for it, but as soon as I see your dick my tune will change real fast. I'll run it over my lips before taking the tip into my mouth.
bc I'm a nurse I'm a professional at caring for others yk
ik the human body and ik how to press all your buttons. Maybe this'll get me a longer sentence in sex jail lol
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Jonas' reciprocation is exciting and endearing; he finds himself smirking at the bright phone screen, chewing on his lip as he imagines exactly that scene. Not as young as Jonas, maybe, but young enough his own libido roars to life. It is fun.]
not a real pair
kinda improvised in the past when ive tied people up
like a scarf or a sock
whatevers around
you can squirm around all you want but real cuffs are way more durable
id have you right where i want you
hard and needy
nobody in sex jail cares if youre loud
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(most of the time, jonas is a lot of hot air. while he's not the shy type, performing acts most of humanity finds embarrassing is enough to embarrass him, too. it all seems easier over text. in person, he might be a bit of a mess.
and another arousing thought is that he knows cain wouldn't mind one bit.)
Maybe in sex jail, all locked up with nowhere to go, I'd call out for help. If you kissed me you could shut me up p quick. And I'd bite your lip and try to push you away
But since all I've got to use is my hips I'd end up grinding up on you.
You like playing around, huh?? When ppl are helpless to you ig
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[As if he has any issues or shame going out into the wilds for a pair of handcuffs. Better, he could get them off an actual cop, a taste of delinquency returned.
But right now he'd rather play this out. Part of him thought that by now Jonas would have backed off.]
thats cute. do you want me to kiss you? i dont care if you bite me for it, i wouldnt stop
grind all you want
youd just feel how hard my cock was
yeah i do
guess its about the control? dunno really, but its hot when they struggle
when they want it but cant do anything
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That's so hot
(is he supposed to be getting a boner from reading this? his half-chub reminds him that this is its domain and that he should just find a private place to ride the whole thing out. not wanting to text anywhere near his father who isn't even home, jonas scampers upstairs and slams his bedroom door behind him.
oh god, oh man—)
Like fr all rp aside for a sec, you're seriously like
idk don't make fun of me. You're the hottest guy I've ever met. I want you to kiss me. And I want to feel your dick on me.
(flushing, he has to flap his shirt for a second to calm down. it's better off, but he sexts so rarely that undressing feels premature somehow.)
And after grinding until I was out of breath, I'd tell you I wanted it. And I'd tell you I wanted you in my mouth. Handcuffed there and everything. bc you're the officer and you're in charge.
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im not gonna make fun of you for that
promise
youre really cute, you know
ill kiss you all you want
[Cain drops down onto his twin-sized bed tucked against the wall, lounging back.]
yeah youre right im in charge
ill make you get on your knees and open your pretty little mouth for me
and youll have to take my dick like that
no hands allowed
no subject
this masculinity is carved out of marble. men can be cute. if they couldn't, that'd be so disappointing, because he loves being cute—especially for cain. would he want to reenact this? would it be awkward if they did or would it be... fun? thrilling?)
I'll stare up at you wondering if I'm gonna regret asking for it, but as soon as I see your dick my tune will change real fast. I'll run it over my lips before taking the tip into my mouth.
bc I'm a nurse I'm a professional at caring for others yk
ik the human body and ik how to press all your buttons. Maybe this'll get me a longer sentence in sex jail lol