Day 328, Friday, November 28th

[papalobo]

[It's weird, to end up at a home that's not home. He's spent more time there than anywhere else this year, but that says more about his transience than anything. If told five years ago he would live such a lifestyle, he'd have believed that, but not the part about most of those multiple places being not just six but seven, eight figure abodes.

And yet it's Jessica's home (still probably the nicest one he'd lived in as an adult, before Ash swept in) they're doing Thanksgiving in. Maybe it's a fear of being upstaged on her part if it's in such a house; such a naive thought is, while unvoiced, just more proof of Ash's suspicions, that Max's mind is on something, something Ash had likely been trying to put his mind on for months. Because with even half of his braincells to put to it, he'd suspect the worst sooner.

It's not until they're pulling up to the house and there are two other cars there that he remembers the hell of Thanksgiving is not only family, but family you don't normally have to see. And thanks to Michael, Jessica's family is still his family.


And their ride is a taxi. It's not like they can turn around. Though Michael coming out to greet them right away in a hurried excitement would've made it impossible in anything.]

...Maybe she decided to start investing in cars. But not especially good ones. To be more undercover. As a journalist.

Day 375, Friday, December 14th

Comments

[papalobo]

Did meet the love of my life there.

[Just give him a minute to squirm back into his pants.]

[jadedlynx]

[ Groaning, Ash slides into the seat as far as the buckle will allow. ]

Finished yet?

[ Being embarrassing.]

[papalobo]

Guess I gotta be, since the Old Lady won't lemme have dessert.

[jadedlynx]

[ The 'hmph' is almost audible as Ash, clothes now fixed, turns his head to stare out the window. He doesn't care about the things outside, but it's the direction that's away from Max. ]

[papalobo]

[But he is reaching back into the pouch on the back of Ash's seat again.]

[jadedlynx]

[ His eyes turn to the side. It's annoying, but Ash can't ignore that. ]

What are you doing?

[papalobo]

[He pulls out a pack of tissues, holding them up innocently before opening it to wipe at his hands.]

[jadedlynx]

Any wipes?

[ Ash reaches for the tissues, too, but something wet would do better toward getting him clean. ]

[papalobo]

Nah. They'd be dried by now anyway.

[Once done, he buckles in, giving a longing look to Ash's waistline. He wants more.

What lead to the sudden spurt of lust, anyway? If someone didn't spike the kid's drink. If they did, he wouldn't have calmed down after only one round.]

[jadedlynx]

You can restock after cleaning the car.

[ Ash doesn't intend to have a lot of sex in the car, but he can't deny the possibility. ]

The wipes are better.

[papalobo]

Yes, Your Highness.

[jadedlynx]

[ He has to regain some of his dignity. Max did well at knocking it down. ]

If you're going to make a mess, you can't complain too much.

[papalobo]

Some of it's your mess, too. Some of us're willing to clean it up more thoroughly than you, though.

[jadedlynx]

[ Max is nagging at him. It's an improvement, and in the quiet of the car with nothing but the lights of other cars moving around them, he remembers the shock of seeing Max react with anger. Anger on his behalf, anger Ash would've only felt as annoyance.

It's to be expected.

It's to be punished.

The difference in opinions is stark, and while it's a pain to handle the aftermath, Ash didn't realize how much he'd miss the irrational mind when it's on display for his sake. How selfish has he become? ]

I gave you a spot so you could keep yourself clean and got messier for it. You didn't return the favor.

[papalobo]

If you want me to clean that spot when we get home, offer's still good.

[jadedlynx]

Since when did you get into that?

[ Max has embraced almost every part of being with another man so Ash isn't surprised; the only thing he hasn't done is play the switch, and not every gay man likes both positions. Still, they've never broached the topic before. ]

[papalobo]

Since you take it so serious and get like that.

[jadedlynx]

You wanna spread your legs and let me get close and personal with your ass?

[papalobo]

You like when I'm in your ass.

[jadedlynx]

You like when you're in it, too. That doesn't mean I want you to do an indepth inspection.

[ Gaze out the window, his words are still mumbled. It's a very embarrassing topic. ]

[papalobo]

You're fine when I got the front in my mouth. S'been a while, but.

[He doesn't even particularly want to. But Ash's reactions are hard not to run with.]

[jadedlynx]

Good luck finding a guy who doesn't.

[ Ash can't use the defense of being a physically healthy, young male considering he spent much of his life unsure if he could have normal sex even if he discovered a desire. If asked, he'd even err on the side of caution; why would it matter? He'd never want to have sex.

Damn Max. Who helps someone discover their sex drive and then tease them about sex? ]

I'm searching for a nursing home when we get back.

[papalobo]

Rather do jail.

[Ash's sex drive is as much of a mystery to Max as anyone; how he came to be able to do it at all again, why the urge hit him tonight. No matter how he thinks about it, Ash couldn't have been drugged, and even if he had sipped anything with less than perfect caution, there's no drug so convenient as to be a one and done in less than an hour.]

[jadedlynx]

Jail's not punishment for you.

[ It may not be considered a reward for most people, but Ash sincerely believes Max doesn't mind it in the least. Somehow, he thrived there. He tried to apply that same kind of social group to his outside life, thus the bars, but that hasn't worked yet. ]

Forcing you into a place that only has the kind of food you can eat with your gums would be your nightmare.

[papalobo]

Sure you wanna risk getting me on a bend eating weird stuff?

[Back into his winning territory.]