Sorry I haven't updated in a long time, I've been really busy and haven't really been on . I'll post a few chapters now to be nice.
"It's fine, I have a spare pair of normal shades I can have one of my robots send me once we're back, everything's so fucking bright without them." He tried not to let his uneasiness show on his face, but he wasn't sure whether he was doing a good job of it or not. It was quite a bit harder for him to hide his emotions when his eyes were uncovered, after all. He slipped off his own shirt, before tying it around his head as a temporary bandage, seeing as the cotton fabric would soak up the blood a lot better than whatever English's jacket was made out of.
Jake nodded slowly, carefully taking Dirk's hand to lead him back to the house, a frown still on his face. He could easily see the uneasiness in the other's eyes, despite the rest of his face being an absolute poker face. "Maybe we should cut down on the exploring for today and just watch some movies when we get back..." he said softly. Yes, he wanted to keep exploring. No, he was not going to do so until he was absolutely sure that Dirk was up to it and that he was okay. Once back home, Jake immediately threw his jacket with the rest of his dirty clothing, sat the blond down on his bed, and got out a first aid kit which saved his own ass more than enough times when he got back from adventures. Needless to say, the first aid kit was absolutely huge. "Do you want to contact your robots before I tend to your head?"
"Yeah, sure. . . " Dirk said, before sending a message to his robots. Once he got his shades, he nodded to the other, signifying that it was okay to tend to his head. He was never that great with anything more than bandages, never having treated an injury worse than a scrape or a cut. Usually, he'd just tough it out if it was any worse.
Jake stood up, studying Dirk's injury before smiling. "Well... It doesn't look too serious..." he mumbled, obviously relieved by that fact, "But I'll still have to clean it out and everything. Just sit still. This will probably sting." Kneeling down for a moment, he got out some disinfectant and a rag before gulping and standing back up. Dousing the rag very lightly with the disinfectant, he slowly reached over and began to clean the wound out, trying to be as gentle as possible.
Dirk showed no reaction whatsoever to the disinfectant, being used to things like it. He closed his eyes as Jake cleaned out his injury, thinking about what he was going to do about his AR. He didn't exactly want to go building a new AR into one of his pairs of shades, it being temperamental that way and all, but he didn't want to put the AR in something too fragile. He then had an idea, but he wasn't sure how pleased Jake would be about it. He'd bring it up later. . .
Jake actually smiled as Dirk showed no signs of pain from the disinfectant, taking the rag away after he was sure that the wound was completely cleaned out. He knelt down, grabbing some bandages, and proceeded to bandage his boyfriend up. After it was done, he couldn't help but kiss him on the top of the head and run his fingers through his hair. "There ya go, Strider. Good as new," he said softly, giving him a quick hug. "Now, just lie down and I'll find some movies for us to watch. Anything you'd prefer watching?" he asked, walking over to a cabinet only to open it and reveal his extensive collection of movies. God, did he love movies.
Dirk actually didn't care for too many movies, but just seeing the bespeckled boy happy made him feel content. "You can pick a movie, English." He murmured before closing his eyes. He felt slightly dizzy from hitting his head and closing his eyes helped. All he wanted was to just hold the other boy in his arms and cuddle. . . Perhaps do a bit more, if the other was willing. He smiled inwardly at the memory of the mark currently on his boyfriend's neck, before opening his eyes once more. His mind (and eyes) then started to drift slightly on the other's body. Jake was nicely toned from all those "adventures", but not overly muscly and tan from traveling outdoors a lot. He was a good few inches shorter than himself, but he found it cute. Overall, his look suited him. He himself looked pretty lanky at first glance, but is actually fairly well built. It didn't show as much on him because of his speed training. He also didn't spend much time outdoors, resulting in him being fairly pale. . . Okay, he was pretty damn pale.
Jake nodded and began to search through his movies, occasionally throwing a DVD box over his shoulder to add to the growing pile of discarded movies. It was sort of a ritual, going through movies like this until he found one that he really wanted to watch, and then putting the pile of thrown movies back in the cabinet after he watched all the movies suitable for his tastes at the moment. He would have picked Avatar - oh, those blue babes were just so irresistible - but, instead, he pulled out Indiana Jones. Turning on the TV and DVD player, he immediately popped the DVD in and went back over to lie down next to Dirk, pressing 'play' on the remote once the menu came up on the screen. Getting himself comfortable, he turned over onto his side and wrapped his arms around the other, only to use his chest as a pillow. Yes, he did notice their difference in build and skin tone, but he knew damn well that Dirk was well built despite his lanky appearance and he was damned if he did not find the blond to be the most attractive person he's ever met. Well, then again, it's not like he met many people in real life... But shut up, it's still a compliment, dammit.
-Warning: Got bored, wrote some crack.-
Dirk immediately cuddled the adventurer once the movie started. He tried to pay attention to the movie, however, having the sexy boy leaning against his chest was /really/ distracting. . . Dirk wished that he could do something with the boy, but one, he was injured, and two, no one has reviewed yet. He hated that his current role-player was a stubborn fuckass that wouldn't let him do anything to Jake unless the fic got a few reviews. It was really hard for him, after all, having that sexy plushrump shaking in his face all the time and the sexy voice the boy possessed, but he'd just have to deal because of his asshole of a role-player.
Jake was perfectly content just the way he was, cuddling Dirk in return as he watched the movie, all of his attention on the screen. Every once in a while, his lips would silently move with the lines in the movie, reciting it to himself. However, once the action started, he couldn't help but wiggle very slightly with a soft groan. Oh, how he would kill to be in Indie's shoes at times. Especially when it came to being the bravado gentleman, collecting skulls and such from forgotten temples and going on the greatest adventures of his life. And, sadly, thanks to Dirk's roleplayer, that's all that was going to be on the Englishman's mind. Why? Because Dirk's roleplayer is stubborn and has writers block.
-Crack end-
Dirk immediately cuddled the adventurer once the movie started. He tried to pay attention to the movie, however, having the sexy boy leaning against his chest was /really/ distracting. . . He wished that he could do something, anything really, with the boy besides cuddling, but he didn't want to ruin his movie for him and make the other peeved at him. It was really hard resisting all the time, with that sexy plushrump shaking around all the time, and Striders weren't /exactly/ known for their patience. He figured that just teasing Jake a /little/ would be alright, so he bent his head a bit lower to nip at his ear.
Jake was perfectly content just the way he was, cuddling Dirk in return as he watched the movie, all of his attention on the screen. Every once in a while, his lips would silently move with the lines in the movie, reciting it to himself. However, once the action started, he couldn't help but wiggle very slightly with a soft groan. Oh, how he would kill to be in Indie's shoes at times. Especially when it came to being the bravado gentleman, collecting skulls and such from forgotten temples and going on the greatest adventures of his life. His day dreaming about being Indie was broken as soon as he felt the nip on his ear, and he couldn't help the squeak that slipped past his lips and the blush that lightly graced his cheeks. He waved a hand at Dirk's face a little, though mostly out of embarrassment rather than annoyance.
Amused, Dirk continued nipping at Jake's ear, while snaking his arms around the adventurer's lower waist. He was going to let the other enjoy his movie, but hell if he wasn't going to get something out of this. He moved down to nibble at his neck, licking the mark he made the previous day.
Jake began to chew on his bottom lip, wiggling slightly in Dirk's arms with each nip that he felt on his ear. Just as soon as the nipping on his ear stopped, the adventurer relaxed once more and continued watching the movie, although in now silence. A shiver ran down his spine once he felt the nibble on his neck and his eyes slipped closed, head tilting to one side as he gulped. "Strider, we're supposed to be watching the movie..." he said softly, though his voice didn't contain a trace of annoyance from the distraction.
"I am watching the movie, English. I'm just multitasking." He muttered, creating more red marks varying in size. He wasn't lying either, for he was watching the movie, just. . . Without interest. He relaxed his arms slightly, unintentionally resting his hands just barely above the adventurer's lower regions.
Jake opened one eye to watch the movie, letting out small noises of pleasure with each red mark that was left on his neck. "Multitasking indeed..." he said softly, his eyes widening as he noticed exactly where Dirk's hands laid to rest. Though, even as he realized it, he said nothing and instead reached up to run his fingers through the blond's hair while paying full attention to the movie, trying to distract himself as much as he possibly could... Even though it was becoming increasingly difficult with the little problem that his boyfriend managed to cause with his nipping.
Ayazi: They gon frick
Dirk: We gon frick.
Jake: Good lord. . .