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This is a generic Jakepost to reply to. Because the meme post was all Jake and has some inconceivable amount of comments now so it doesn't like to load. Have at, my lovelies.

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Sexy pillow fights.

Jake picked up on that pinch of regret, tipping his head sideways in silent question. He bumped his lips against Dirk's eyebrow, trying to remove the expression from him.

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There, that was better. Jake's face pinched up in a smile and he settled comfortably into the hugging.

"Hi there," he said quietly.

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He squirmed, snorting and trying to escape the tickling.

"Hey, rude," he chuckled.

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His chuckling broke into full laughter and he slipped his hands under Dirk's arms to hoist him off the base of the tub and hold him up.

"Now-- you quit that!"

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Jake's smile quirked nefariously.

"...hm, no." Instead, he took a step forward, putting Dirk hoisted in the air and against the wall.

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With Dirk braced where he was, Jake shifted to slide his hands downward. He settled them on Dirk's waist, bit his lip for a moment.

"Now what ever will I do with you, here at my mercy," he wondered.

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"I'm sure you do..." One hand helping to keep Dirk in place, Jake's other trailed along his skin, down to his pelvic, along the patch of blonde hair below his navel, then down around and under his thigh, reaching finally back to absently run his middle finger, feather-light against the cleft of his ass. Teasing.

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He smirked up at Dirk when he tensed, scooting forward until the thigh belonging to the foot braced on the rail could rest on his shoulder.

"I figure we ought to make this quick, or the water will get cold," he said thoughtfully. "Our water heater isn't used to your forever-showers."

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"You never told me I'd be quizzed," Jake said with a grin, craning his neck forward to press chaste kisses to the trail of blonde hair just above ground zero. "Lube?"

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With his hands both freed by Dirk's compliance to rest on his shoulders, Jake was able to look to the side and take the bottle of lube off the shelf without ceasing in his teasing at the cleft of Dirk's rear. He propped it carefully against one of the blonde's hip bones.

"Don't jostle that," he warned, trailing his kisses down and along the shaft of Dirk's cock, letting them become open-mouthed.

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Let it be a lesson in self-restraint. Or something. Jake smiled against Dirk's skin, until he reached the tip where he promptly pressed the tip of his tongue lightly against it, then curled his lips around the head. He repeated the motion a few times in a sort of kissing gesture that was far more lewd.

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For a brief second, he touched his teeth to the tip-- then pulled away with a slight sucking motion and shifted to take the bottle of lube away from Dirk's hip. With Dirk's stiffy rapidly finding itself at attention, he poured some of the slickness onto his fingers and gently pressed, letting his fingers meet their mark and massage gently.

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"All right up there?" he asked quietly, still over-cautious as he slipped a finger inside the ring of muscle. He stared at a point on the wall behind Dirk, as though it helped him concentrate.