"I'll be sharp for you, darling. When you're ready to try it."
There is something a little thrilling about the prospect. Jamie tells himself the situation will be much different: Morrigan will have a choice, they'll have boundaries and rules in place so that things can stop and go and slow down as needed. Neither of them will be forced into finishing anything.
"I was like that all the time when I first got here," he admits. "Still am half the time at the Gray Room."
"Consider, darling, that's because I like you." Jamie brushes his fingers along the line of Morrigan's jaw with a soft, fond look. "I think you've done a bit to earn some sweetness from me."
Morrigan has been good to him, and that makes Jamie very inclined to be good in return. And besides, Morrigan has always felt like something of a kindred spirit in more than a few ways.
"And this place has absolutely pushed me to be my worst self at least once." He wrinkles his nose at the memory. "I'd much rather have more control if I'm going to be wicked with you."
Jamie tips Morrigan's head toward him so he can give a kiss. What does he want to do? So many things, all of them pulling in different directions. He nudges his nose gently against Morrigan's and a small smile flickers across his mouth.
"I keep wanting to offer you things. Some way to make it better. To make you feel better." But this isn't exactly something he can just fix, nor can he rush Morrigan's recovery. "I can at least promise that whenever we decide to try, you'll have all of me."
Peter bends easily for the kiss, eyes slipping closed. A little bubble of laughter - short, but sweet- comes at the way Jaime bumps noses.
Then he pulls back, running his hand through Jaime's hair and letting his hand settle on the back of his neck.
"The fact that you're here with me is enough, really." He bends his head of his own will, resting his forehead against Jaime's. "I'm very, very fond of you too, you know."
Oh, that's so very dangerous. But Jamie closes his eyes as their foreheads touch.
"You say the sweetest things, darling," he murmurs, voice just a bit strained. He'd not expected this, even if he feels it deeply. Jamie takes a quiet, shivering breath.
"I can stay as long as you like," he says after a moment. "I've let Wolf know."
Well, he hadn't given details, but his Dominant knew how to find him if need be. Jamie doubts it will come to that: Wolf's always respected his social needs and relationships.
Peter does hear the strain, the way his breath shivers. It is interesting. He contemplates opening his eyes to take a look but decides against it. Not everything needs to be interrogated.
He shifts, tucking close against Morrigan for a full cuddle. He supposes they'll have to move eventually, but he's content to stay like this for as long as Morrigan wants to. And he's already decided that he'll order dinner for them, but they can worry about that later.
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There is something a little thrilling about the prospect. Jamie tells himself the situation will be much different: Morrigan will have a choice, they'll have boundaries and rules in place so that things can stop and go and slow down as needed. Neither of them will be forced into finishing anything.
"I was like that all the time when I first got here," he admits. "Still am half the time at the Gray Room."
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Peter's expression takes on a bit more curiosity.
"Not that I don't believe it....but you've always been so sweet to me.
I know you're capable of just about anything. It's just slightly difficult for me to picture."
Despite having the proof right in front of him. He has a model for the other side of Jaime but he is so used to that softness.
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Morrigan has been good to him, and that makes Jamie very inclined to be good in return. And besides, Morrigan has always felt like something of a kindred spirit in more than a few ways.
"And this place has absolutely pushed me to be my worst self at least once." He wrinkles his nose at the memory. "I'd much rather have more control if I'm going to be wicked with you."
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The smile fades a little at the reminder of...worst selves, and he hums half-under his breath in response.
"...There is that, yes." Then, he clears his throat, smile reasserting itself. "And I agree. I'm interested in what you would do."
Not some twisted version of Jaime.
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"I keep wanting to offer you things. Some way to make it better. To make you feel better." But this isn't exactly something he can just fix, nor can he rush Morrigan's recovery. "I can at least promise that whenever we decide to try, you'll have all of me."
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Then he pulls back, running his hand through Jaime's hair and letting his hand settle on the back of his neck.
"The fact that you're here with me is enough, really." He bends his head of his own will, resting his forehead against Jaime's. "I'm very, very fond of you too, you know."
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"You say the sweetest things, darling," he murmurs, voice just a bit strained. He'd not expected this, even if he feels it deeply. Jamie takes a quiet, shivering breath.
"I can stay as long as you like," he says after a moment. "I've let Wolf know."
Well, he hadn't given details, but his Dominant knew how to find him if need be. Jamie doubts it will come to that: Wolf's always respected his social needs and relationships.
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"Stay the night? I'd like to have you here."
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He shifts, tucking close against Morrigan for a full cuddle. He supposes they'll have to move eventually, but he's content to stay like this for as long as Morrigan wants to. And he's already decided that he'll order dinner for them, but they can worry about that later.