Title: Growing up with Silambam and Kama-sutra bite [Unnatural History]
Title: Growing up with Silambam and Kama-sutra bite
Word Count: 3,241
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Henry/Jasper
Series: The Big Man and the Villager, part one can be found Here
Summary: Henry thinks what he’s learned and learns some more and Jasper have some fun too.
Warning: Underage minors engaged in an incest D/s relationship with each other, if I believe in hell I’d be concerned
Author's Notes: First this was writing before got to see the latest episode so some of the commons and what not don’t match that’s why. Also given the different last names I’m guessing that Henry’s mother is Bryan’s sister and I’m hoping the show doesn’t pull something and change that. And Constructive criticism is always welcome.
Previous Part
He was standing in the halls Smithson wearing his training robes from Bhutan and everyone was rushing past him. In the distance he could see his parents at the end of the hall walking away and into the jungles of Papua New Guinea, leaving him alone in his strange world. Under the glass floor of the hall he could see his godfather laying at rest, his lifeline in this world cut. And all around him people shouting with strange words and using acronyms he didn’t understand, he was lost and alone, abandoned with nothing to grab onto and then Jasper was there and Jasper said something he could understand, “Need some help?” reaching out a hand and Henry grabbed it as the floor gave way under him.
He woke with a gasp and grabbed onto his hammock quickly, rebalancing himself as he tried to keep himself from falling to the ground. After the hammock stopped swaying he just laid there slowly breathing as he willed himself to calm down before turning to look over at Jasper.
The other teen was sound asleep in his bed and he looked so peaceful just laying there. “So innocent and unassuming, so deceptive.” He thought as he quietly got out of the hammock and opened the window before he stepped out onto his balcony, okay so he knew it was really just the roof but it worked as a great balcony too. It was a great place to sit and think and look out over the cityscape, or looking the other direction at all the trees around Uncle Bryan’s house he could almost forget he was in the middle of a city, he could pretend he was mediating back in Bhutan or with Otto and just think.
Think about why he had a dream and why he remembered it. He rarely dreamed and only a handful ever stayed with him after he woke up, but this one did. Dreams have meaning he knew that Otto said if you remembered a dream it means that someone was trying to tell you something, something you needed to know, what was this dream trying to tell him? What did it mean?
And what was he going to do about it?
***
“You’re done with your run early Henry,” Uncle Bryan said as he entered the kitchen and poured himself his normally morning coffee but stopped himself when he went for the milk.
“Jasper and I got cow milk, he said you both like it better,” Henry said as he traced symbols into his cheerios with his spoon, “and I didn’t go for my run this morning.”
“Really? You’ve gone on your run every morning since you come here,” Bryan paused for a moment and took a drink of his coffee before he walked over and took a seat next to Henry at the table, “is something wrong, are you missing your parents?” He asked his nephew.
“No, not really, I’m used to going months without seeing them, not it’s…” Henry answered as he kept mix his breakfast.
“Henry, I know we don’t know each other all that well, my sister and I aren’t that close and I know that’s why you don’t know me very well but if you want or need to talk about something, your parents, school, being homesick,” Bryan told Henry stressing the last word, “anything, I’m here anytime,” He finished before he started to rise.
“Wait,” Henry said as he stopped play with his spoon and put it down his as he looked over at his Uncle, "there is something I want to ask you.”
“Okay, anything just ask.”
Henry waited until Bryan had sat all the way back down and then a moment more before he spoke again, “have you ever seen yourself in a particular way, always known that that was who you were. Never questioning it, never wondering about it until something happened that made you wonder, made you think if that wasn’t who you where that maybe you were someone different, you were different?” Henry asked slowly.
Bryan took a couple of breathes after Henry finished, both to give him time to think and to make sure Henry was done before he replied, “I know you’ve been around the world, you’ve seen and done things even I haven’t but Henry,” He said as he reached out and laid his hand on Henry’s arm, “you have no idea who you are yet, your 16. No one knows who they really are at that age, I didn’t, your mother didn’t and as much as he may want to think otherwise Jasper doesn’t either.”
“Are you sure? He’s very determined to go to Yale,” Henry answered with a smile.
“Yes he is,” Bryan’s answered returning the smile, “But has he ever talked about what he’s going to do after Yale? Or even what he’s going to study at Yale?” Bryan asked and waited just long enough for Henry to shake his head, “he has to me once, last summer, and all he knew for sure was he didn’t want to run a school, beyond that he didn’t have any answers and he shouldn’t, not yet at any rate.”
“There are tribes where-“ Henry started only to be cut off by his Uncle.
“Henry, Henry, you’re not in one of those tribes, you’re in our family, and in this country now, and here you have the next few years to decide who you are and what you want from life. Henry did you think it was odd that in less then three days you went from helping those hikers to living here and being enrolled at Smithson?” Bryan asked.
“No I hadn’t thought about it,” Henry answered honestly.
“I didn’t think you had, it takes time to enroll and get things set up but your mother and I had already started. Even if you hadn’t gotten in trouble that last time you where always going to be sent here, when you got in to trouble that last time your mother asked to move up the time table so you were sent here a few months sooner than first planned,” Bryan told Henry as he sipped at his coffee.
“Why?” Henry asked as he looked away from his Uncle.
“Your mother knew that whatever you planned to do, either settle down or keep moving around like her and your father you’d need to go to college first, they wouldn’t have been able to live the way they do without the contacts they have, or if they weren’t so well respected in their fields. College was the key to that, so if you want to follow in their footsteps you have to come here first, and they always wanted you to see, experience a different way to live, so if you did follow their example it was because you wanted it, not because you didn’t know any better. She wants you to spend the next few years here so you could start deciding who you want to be,” Bryan explained as he watched Henry, “does this help? Did it answer your question?”
“Not fully, but then I’m beginning to realize you can’t, no one can Uncle Bryan. I think it’s one of those I have to answer for myself. But you were helpful, thank you…I’m going for my run now,” Henry answered as he stood up and started clearing up his breakfast.
“Wait, is that camel or cow milk?” Bryan asked pointing to the almost untouched cereal.
“Cow milk, cheerios seem to go better in it then in camels’.”
“Then I’ll take it,” Bryan said as he slide the bowl over to his spot, “have a fun ran and make sure your not late for school.”
“I won’t Uncle Bryan.”
***
“You’re running late Henry,” Jasper said as he saw Henry jog in the front door as he was finishing up washing his breakfast dishes.
“I started late, how long before we leave?” Henry asked as he started doing a couple stretches.
“Ten minutes, why were you running late, it’s not because of…the big man/villager stuff is it?” Jasper asked as he cast his eyes around trying to locate his dad.
“In a way, I will meet you at the car,” Henry answered as he headed up the stairs to change.
The first part of the car ride was oddly silent as Jasper drove and Henry was intensely staring at the scenery as they drove past until Jasper broke the silent, “So last night did you, like it, I mean was it cool?”
“Yes it was an enjoyable evening and if you wanted to try it again I would not have any objections. I would not mind learning more about this at all,” Henry told Jasper as he kept his voice even.
“Okay cool, are you working in the DOUM rooms today?” Jasper asked as he looked over at Henry momentarily.
“No, some school policy won’t let me do it more then three days a week, did you have something in mind?” Henry asked as he returned Jasper’s look.
“Yes, I may have an idea of what we can do, meet me by the car right after study hall,” Jasper told Henry as he pulled into the parking lot of James Smithson High, “and be careful about Maggie, it’s bad enough she already thinks we’re in a relationship she doesn’t need to know about this extra stuff.”
“We are in a relationship Jasper.”
“Yes but she doesn’t need to know that.”
“So deceptive…” Henry thought, smiling a little as he exited the car.
***
“So Henry I’m working on a Project involving the life cycle of tropic floral and since you’ve seen more tropic floral then most of the teachers…” Maggie asked as she sat next to Henry in their shared study hall.
“I would really like to Maggie but I’m working on a project with Jasper right now. I’m meeting him right after class to work on it in fact,” Henry told her as he looked up from his note book.
“Really? What’s it about? Can I help with it?”
“No we have it covered but thank you for you offer I’m sure Jasper appreciate it as much as I do,” Henry responded.
“Is this another ‘project’ like the Alligator ‘project’ because if it is I want in,” Maggie said as she scooted closer, “I’ve helped with Sputnik and that weird box thing last week so come on what is it?”
“Jasper and I are not working on that kind of project, it is your everyday kind of school project Maggie,” Henry lied as he looked back down at his notes from his math class, “but I would be more then glad to help you with your project, I have nothing planned for tomorrow afternoon.”
“What, you and Jasper aren’t working on this project then too, and what is the project?” Maggie asked.
“No Jasper has band practice tomorrow afternoon and then his hours at the museum.”
“Well…what’s the project about,” Maggie demanded to know when she realized that Henry wasn’t forthcoming.
“Our project, well we are doing…it is about the relationship between Big Men and villagers on Papua New Guinea,” Henry answered half honestly.
“Really?” Maggie said as she narrowed her eyes at Henry, “I don’t know you well enough to know if your joking or not.”
“Well that is what it’s going to be about, we have some time now if you want to talk about your project,” Henry said changing the topic.
“Let me grab my folder,” Maggie said giving Henry another look before she left to grab her materials.
***
“When is Uncle Bryan supposed to be home?”
“He said he wanted to be home in time for dinner so about a couple hours,” Jasper answered as he pulled into the driveway.
“So we will be alone for the next couple hours then, did you have any plans for us,” Henry asked, feeling a strange sensation in his stomach. He exited the car and took a couple of deep breath’s to center himself a bit before turning towards Jasper.
“Yes I did have a couple of ideas, but first we need to get everything put away so we don’t have to deal with it later,” Jasper ordered as he locked the car behind him and Henry.
“On it Jasper,” Henry answered as he ran toward the house and then jumped up on to the roof before he make his way over to the windows’ leading into their bedroom.
“What’s wrong with a door, doors are great,” Jasper said to himself as he unlocked and entered through the front door and made his way to the stairs to head to their shared room as well.
“So what all do we need to get done first?” Henry asked as he pulled his extra gear out of his book bag and placed them on the desk.
“Well, I don’t have any homework that I need done for tomorrow and if you don’t either then we’re going to talk,” Jasper said as he dropped his bag onto his bed and turned to Henry.
“No, I was able to complete it during study hall before I helped Maggie with her project,” Henry answered as he sat down in his hammock.
“Okay then, first you liked last night before my dad showed up?”
“Yes it was very enjoyable. Trying not to move when you were touching me, I can honestly say I have never done anything like it, it was not easy.”
“Yeah that was fun, okay that’s enough talking,” Jasper said as he stood up and looked around the room, “we need more room, living room.”
“Right behind you,” Henry said as he followed Jasper down the stairs.
“Take your shoes off Henry,” Jasper ordered as he reached the living room and pushed the coffee table out of the way again, “and then same spot as last night.”
“On it Jasper,” Henry responded getting a the strange feeling in his stomach, not bad just strange. He jumped over the couch to reach the same spot he has been in the night before, before he knelt down and started tracking Jasper with his eyes as the other teen walked around the room.
“Same rules as last night, if something happens that you don’t like or you want it to stop you say stop and I’ll stop. And from here on out no talking or moving unless I tell you to, or unless it’s to stay stop, understand Henry?” Jasper asked as he stopped in front of his boyfriend.
“Yes I understand it Jasper,” Henry answered.
“Now Henry, take off your shirts,” Jasper ordered as he held out his hand for the shirt as he watched Henry pull off both his shirts and hand them to him.
Jasper took in the view as he let his eyes drift over Henry’s defined upper body, watching the slow movement of his chest as Henry kept his body as motionless as he could and still breath. Jasper took the shirts and tossed them over to the couch before he walked around behind Henry before knelling as well.
Jasper reached out and traced the handful of scars that where on Henry’s back, someday he was going to have Henry tell him about them and why wait, “this mark, tell me where it came from,” Jasper ordered as he ran his hand over a inch long curve just under Henry’s shoulder blade.
“That scar came from learning Silambam when I was in Tamil Nadu, Silambam is a weapons based martial art and a bamboo staff struck me and broke the skin, it does not happen often but it does happen,” Henry told Jasper as he leaned back slightly into Jasper’s hands.
“You know a large number of ways to fight don’t you Henry,” Jasper asked as he moved to trace the curve back and forth.
“Yes, I’ve learned a fair number of styles of combat Jasper,” Henry answered with a matter of fact tone.
“And yet…” Jasper stopped himself as he removed his hand and leaned forward and kissed Henry on the side of the neck right under the ear and felt Henry start to more to respond before the teen stopped himself, “that’s right Henry, no moving,” Jasper reminded him as he moved lower on Henry’s neck.
“Have you ever had a hicky before?” Jasper whispered into Henry’s skin as he moved lower to where the shoulder and the neck meet.
“Translation Jasper?” Henry asked, his voice deeper than normal.
“Mark from kissing,” Jasper answered as he stopped kissing Henry’s neck and leaned back taking a deep breathe, “ever had one?”
“A Kama-sutra bite? No I have never had one,” Henry answered as he deepened his breathe to calm himself down.
“That’s good to know,” Jasper said as he rose and walked around to Henry’s front before he knelt again, “Time for you to be more active, remember no talking or moving unless I tell you to, and move only when I tell you,” Jasper ordered as he looked Henry over again, seeing the changes he’d caused, Henry was breathing harder and his hands were gripping his legs just like the night before.
“Hands behind your back, and clasp them together,” Jasper ordered and watched as Henry complied before he continued, “The hands stay where they are until I say otherwise, kiss me.”
Henry paused only a moment before he leaned forward and kissed Jasper, his kiss was more like his normal kiss but it was still different without Henry’s hands running through his hair, as he felt Henry’s hair under his hands, he could feel Henry shift his kiss each time Jasper moved Henry’s head, until at last Jasper broke the kiss.
“Keep kissing,” Jasper ordered as he learned forward again but this time after a few moments of wresting with Henry’s tongue he guided Henry away from his lips and down his neck. It was just like when they where making out before but it felt different to Jasper without Henry’s hands, being able to see Henry’s hands flexing and tensing behind Henry’s back. Jasper knew that Henry wanted to used them but was stopping himself because he told him not to move them, Henry was restraining themselves for, “Stop”
“Jasper?” Henry asked as he slowly leaned back so he was kneeling upright.
“If we keep going I’m not sure I’m going to want or be able to stop tonight,” Jasper explained as he leaned back against the legs of the couch and spread his legs giving himself some room, “I think forty minutes may be pushing it if we want to get cleaned up before dad get’s home.”
“Forty minutes?” Henry said surprise as he turned to look at the clock mounted on the wall of the living room, “I had not realized that much time had passed.”
“Yeah, go take a cold shower it looks like you could use one,” Jasper said smiling as he pushed himself up onto the couch itself, “I’m going to clean up down here before I take one.”
“Yes a large amount of cold water would be good,” Henry said as he rose and started walking out of the living room.
“And Henry,” Jasper said as he turned to look at Henry.
“Yes Jasper?” Henry asked as he turned back to look at Jasper.
“You can’t say you’ve never had a hicky anymore.”
End of part two
Next Part
Word Count: 3,241
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Henry/Jasper
Series: The Big Man and the Villager, part one can be found Here
Summary: Henry thinks what he’s learned and learns some more and Jasper have some fun too.
Warning: Underage minors engaged in an incest D/s relationship with each other, if I believe in hell I’d be concerned
Author's Notes: First this was writing before got to see the latest episode so some of the commons and what not don’t match that’s why. Also given the different last names I’m guessing that Henry’s mother is Bryan’s sister and I’m hoping the show doesn’t pull something and change that. And Constructive criticism is always welcome.
Previous Part
He was standing in the halls Smithson wearing his training robes from Bhutan and everyone was rushing past him. In the distance he could see his parents at the end of the hall walking away and into the jungles of Papua New Guinea, leaving him alone in his strange world. Under the glass floor of the hall he could see his godfather laying at rest, his lifeline in this world cut. And all around him people shouting with strange words and using acronyms he didn’t understand, he was lost and alone, abandoned with nothing to grab onto and then Jasper was there and Jasper said something he could understand, “Need some help?” reaching out a hand and Henry grabbed it as the floor gave way under him.
He woke with a gasp and grabbed onto his hammock quickly, rebalancing himself as he tried to keep himself from falling to the ground. After the hammock stopped swaying he just laid there slowly breathing as he willed himself to calm down before turning to look over at Jasper.
The other teen was sound asleep in his bed and he looked so peaceful just laying there. “So innocent and unassuming, so deceptive.” He thought as he quietly got out of the hammock and opened the window before he stepped out onto his balcony, okay so he knew it was really just the roof but it worked as a great balcony too. It was a great place to sit and think and look out over the cityscape, or looking the other direction at all the trees around Uncle Bryan’s house he could almost forget he was in the middle of a city, he could pretend he was mediating back in Bhutan or with Otto and just think.
Think about why he had a dream and why he remembered it. He rarely dreamed and only a handful ever stayed with him after he woke up, but this one did. Dreams have meaning he knew that Otto said if you remembered a dream it means that someone was trying to tell you something, something you needed to know, what was this dream trying to tell him? What did it mean?
And what was he going to do about it?
***
“You’re done with your run early Henry,” Uncle Bryan said as he entered the kitchen and poured himself his normally morning coffee but stopped himself when he went for the milk.
“Jasper and I got cow milk, he said you both like it better,” Henry said as he traced symbols into his cheerios with his spoon, “and I didn’t go for my run this morning.”
“Really? You’ve gone on your run every morning since you come here,” Bryan paused for a moment and took a drink of his coffee before he walked over and took a seat next to Henry at the table, “is something wrong, are you missing your parents?” He asked his nephew.
“No, not really, I’m used to going months without seeing them, not it’s…” Henry answered as he kept mix his breakfast.
“Henry, I know we don’t know each other all that well, my sister and I aren’t that close and I know that’s why you don’t know me very well but if you want or need to talk about something, your parents, school, being homesick,” Bryan told Henry stressing the last word, “anything, I’m here anytime,” He finished before he started to rise.
“Wait,” Henry said as he stopped play with his spoon and put it down his as he looked over at his Uncle, "there is something I want to ask you.”
“Okay, anything just ask.”
Henry waited until Bryan had sat all the way back down and then a moment more before he spoke again, “have you ever seen yourself in a particular way, always known that that was who you were. Never questioning it, never wondering about it until something happened that made you wonder, made you think if that wasn’t who you where that maybe you were someone different, you were different?” Henry asked slowly.
Bryan took a couple of breathes after Henry finished, both to give him time to think and to make sure Henry was done before he replied, “I know you’ve been around the world, you’ve seen and done things even I haven’t but Henry,” He said as he reached out and laid his hand on Henry’s arm, “you have no idea who you are yet, your 16. No one knows who they really are at that age, I didn’t, your mother didn’t and as much as he may want to think otherwise Jasper doesn’t either.”
“Are you sure? He’s very determined to go to Yale,” Henry answered with a smile.
“Yes he is,” Bryan’s answered returning the smile, “But has he ever talked about what he’s going to do after Yale? Or even what he’s going to study at Yale?” Bryan asked and waited just long enough for Henry to shake his head, “he has to me once, last summer, and all he knew for sure was he didn’t want to run a school, beyond that he didn’t have any answers and he shouldn’t, not yet at any rate.”
“There are tribes where-“ Henry started only to be cut off by his Uncle.
“Henry, Henry, you’re not in one of those tribes, you’re in our family, and in this country now, and here you have the next few years to decide who you are and what you want from life. Henry did you think it was odd that in less then three days you went from helping those hikers to living here and being enrolled at Smithson?” Bryan asked.
“No I hadn’t thought about it,” Henry answered honestly.
“I didn’t think you had, it takes time to enroll and get things set up but your mother and I had already started. Even if you hadn’t gotten in trouble that last time you where always going to be sent here, when you got in to trouble that last time your mother asked to move up the time table so you were sent here a few months sooner than first planned,” Bryan told Henry as he sipped at his coffee.
“Why?” Henry asked as he looked away from his Uncle.
“Your mother knew that whatever you planned to do, either settle down or keep moving around like her and your father you’d need to go to college first, they wouldn’t have been able to live the way they do without the contacts they have, or if they weren’t so well respected in their fields. College was the key to that, so if you want to follow in their footsteps you have to come here first, and they always wanted you to see, experience a different way to live, so if you did follow their example it was because you wanted it, not because you didn’t know any better. She wants you to spend the next few years here so you could start deciding who you want to be,” Bryan explained as he watched Henry, “does this help? Did it answer your question?”
“Not fully, but then I’m beginning to realize you can’t, no one can Uncle Bryan. I think it’s one of those I have to answer for myself. But you were helpful, thank you…I’m going for my run now,” Henry answered as he stood up and started clearing up his breakfast.
“Wait, is that camel or cow milk?” Bryan asked pointing to the almost untouched cereal.
“Cow milk, cheerios seem to go better in it then in camels’.”
“Then I’ll take it,” Bryan said as he slide the bowl over to his spot, “have a fun ran and make sure your not late for school.”
“I won’t Uncle Bryan.”
***
“You’re running late Henry,” Jasper said as he saw Henry jog in the front door as he was finishing up washing his breakfast dishes.
“I started late, how long before we leave?” Henry asked as he started doing a couple stretches.
“Ten minutes, why were you running late, it’s not because of…the big man/villager stuff is it?” Jasper asked as he cast his eyes around trying to locate his dad.
“In a way, I will meet you at the car,” Henry answered as he headed up the stairs to change.
The first part of the car ride was oddly silent as Jasper drove and Henry was intensely staring at the scenery as they drove past until Jasper broke the silent, “So last night did you, like it, I mean was it cool?”
“Yes it was an enjoyable evening and if you wanted to try it again I would not have any objections. I would not mind learning more about this at all,” Henry told Jasper as he kept his voice even.
“Okay cool, are you working in the DOUM rooms today?” Jasper asked as he looked over at Henry momentarily.
“No, some school policy won’t let me do it more then three days a week, did you have something in mind?” Henry asked as he returned Jasper’s look.
“Yes, I may have an idea of what we can do, meet me by the car right after study hall,” Jasper told Henry as he pulled into the parking lot of James Smithson High, “and be careful about Maggie, it’s bad enough she already thinks we’re in a relationship she doesn’t need to know about this extra stuff.”
“We are in a relationship Jasper.”
“Yes but she doesn’t need to know that.”
“So deceptive…” Henry thought, smiling a little as he exited the car.
***
“So Henry I’m working on a Project involving the life cycle of tropic floral and since you’ve seen more tropic floral then most of the teachers…” Maggie asked as she sat next to Henry in their shared study hall.
“I would really like to Maggie but I’m working on a project with Jasper right now. I’m meeting him right after class to work on it in fact,” Henry told her as he looked up from his note book.
“Really? What’s it about? Can I help with it?”
“No we have it covered but thank you for you offer I’m sure Jasper appreciate it as much as I do,” Henry responded.
“Is this another ‘project’ like the Alligator ‘project’ because if it is I want in,” Maggie said as she scooted closer, “I’ve helped with Sputnik and that weird box thing last week so come on what is it?”
“Jasper and I are not working on that kind of project, it is your everyday kind of school project Maggie,” Henry lied as he looked back down at his notes from his math class, “but I would be more then glad to help you with your project, I have nothing planned for tomorrow afternoon.”
“What, you and Jasper aren’t working on this project then too, and what is the project?” Maggie asked.
“No Jasper has band practice tomorrow afternoon and then his hours at the museum.”
“Well…what’s the project about,” Maggie demanded to know when she realized that Henry wasn’t forthcoming.
“Our project, well we are doing…it is about the relationship between Big Men and villagers on Papua New Guinea,” Henry answered half honestly.
“Really?” Maggie said as she narrowed her eyes at Henry, “I don’t know you well enough to know if your joking or not.”
“Well that is what it’s going to be about, we have some time now if you want to talk about your project,” Henry said changing the topic.
“Let me grab my folder,” Maggie said giving Henry another look before she left to grab her materials.
***
“When is Uncle Bryan supposed to be home?”
“He said he wanted to be home in time for dinner so about a couple hours,” Jasper answered as he pulled into the driveway.
“So we will be alone for the next couple hours then, did you have any plans for us,” Henry asked, feeling a strange sensation in his stomach. He exited the car and took a couple of deep breath’s to center himself a bit before turning towards Jasper.
“Yes I did have a couple of ideas, but first we need to get everything put away so we don’t have to deal with it later,” Jasper ordered as he locked the car behind him and Henry.
“On it Jasper,” Henry answered as he ran toward the house and then jumped up on to the roof before he make his way over to the windows’ leading into their bedroom.
“What’s wrong with a door, doors are great,” Jasper said to himself as he unlocked and entered through the front door and made his way to the stairs to head to their shared room as well.
“So what all do we need to get done first?” Henry asked as he pulled his extra gear out of his book bag and placed them on the desk.
“Well, I don’t have any homework that I need done for tomorrow and if you don’t either then we’re going to talk,” Jasper said as he dropped his bag onto his bed and turned to Henry.
“No, I was able to complete it during study hall before I helped Maggie with her project,” Henry answered as he sat down in his hammock.
“Okay then, first you liked last night before my dad showed up?”
“Yes it was very enjoyable. Trying not to move when you were touching me, I can honestly say I have never done anything like it, it was not easy.”
“Yeah that was fun, okay that’s enough talking,” Jasper said as he stood up and looked around the room, “we need more room, living room.”
“Right behind you,” Henry said as he followed Jasper down the stairs.
“Take your shoes off Henry,” Jasper ordered as he reached the living room and pushed the coffee table out of the way again, “and then same spot as last night.”
“On it Jasper,” Henry responded getting a the strange feeling in his stomach, not bad just strange. He jumped over the couch to reach the same spot he has been in the night before, before he knelt down and started tracking Jasper with his eyes as the other teen walked around the room.
“Same rules as last night, if something happens that you don’t like or you want it to stop you say stop and I’ll stop. And from here on out no talking or moving unless I tell you to, or unless it’s to stay stop, understand Henry?” Jasper asked as he stopped in front of his boyfriend.
“Yes I understand it Jasper,” Henry answered.
“Now Henry, take off your shirts,” Jasper ordered as he held out his hand for the shirt as he watched Henry pull off both his shirts and hand them to him.
Jasper took in the view as he let his eyes drift over Henry’s defined upper body, watching the slow movement of his chest as Henry kept his body as motionless as he could and still breath. Jasper took the shirts and tossed them over to the couch before he walked around behind Henry before knelling as well.
Jasper reached out and traced the handful of scars that where on Henry’s back, someday he was going to have Henry tell him about them and why wait, “this mark, tell me where it came from,” Jasper ordered as he ran his hand over a inch long curve just under Henry’s shoulder blade.
“That scar came from learning Silambam when I was in Tamil Nadu, Silambam is a weapons based martial art and a bamboo staff struck me and broke the skin, it does not happen often but it does happen,” Henry told Jasper as he leaned back slightly into Jasper’s hands.
“You know a large number of ways to fight don’t you Henry,” Jasper asked as he moved to trace the curve back and forth.
“Yes, I’ve learned a fair number of styles of combat Jasper,” Henry answered with a matter of fact tone.
“And yet…” Jasper stopped himself as he removed his hand and leaned forward and kissed Henry on the side of the neck right under the ear and felt Henry start to more to respond before the teen stopped himself, “that’s right Henry, no moving,” Jasper reminded him as he moved lower on Henry’s neck.
“Have you ever had a hicky before?” Jasper whispered into Henry’s skin as he moved lower to where the shoulder and the neck meet.
“Translation Jasper?” Henry asked, his voice deeper than normal.
“Mark from kissing,” Jasper answered as he stopped kissing Henry’s neck and leaned back taking a deep breathe, “ever had one?”
“A Kama-sutra bite? No I have never had one,” Henry answered as he deepened his breathe to calm himself down.
“That’s good to know,” Jasper said as he rose and walked around to Henry’s front before he knelt again, “Time for you to be more active, remember no talking or moving unless I tell you to, and move only when I tell you,” Jasper ordered as he looked Henry over again, seeing the changes he’d caused, Henry was breathing harder and his hands were gripping his legs just like the night before.
“Hands behind your back, and clasp them together,” Jasper ordered and watched as Henry complied before he continued, “The hands stay where they are until I say otherwise, kiss me.”
Henry paused only a moment before he leaned forward and kissed Jasper, his kiss was more like his normal kiss but it was still different without Henry’s hands running through his hair, as he felt Henry’s hair under his hands, he could feel Henry shift his kiss each time Jasper moved Henry’s head, until at last Jasper broke the kiss.
“Keep kissing,” Jasper ordered as he learned forward again but this time after a few moments of wresting with Henry’s tongue he guided Henry away from his lips and down his neck. It was just like when they where making out before but it felt different to Jasper without Henry’s hands, being able to see Henry’s hands flexing and tensing behind Henry’s back. Jasper knew that Henry wanted to used them but was stopping himself because he told him not to move them, Henry was restraining themselves for, “Stop”
“Jasper?” Henry asked as he slowly leaned back so he was kneeling upright.
“If we keep going I’m not sure I’m going to want or be able to stop tonight,” Jasper explained as he leaned back against the legs of the couch and spread his legs giving himself some room, “I think forty minutes may be pushing it if we want to get cleaned up before dad get’s home.”
“Forty minutes?” Henry said surprise as he turned to look at the clock mounted on the wall of the living room, “I had not realized that much time had passed.”
“Yeah, go take a cold shower it looks like you could use one,” Jasper said smiling as he pushed himself up onto the couch itself, “I’m going to clean up down here before I take one.”
“Yes a large amount of cold water would be good,” Henry said as he rose and started walking out of the living room.
“And Henry,” Jasper said as he turned to look at Henry.
“Yes Jasper?” Henry asked as he turned back to look at Jasper.
“You can’t say you’ve never had a hicky anymore.”
End of part two
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