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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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It wasn't anything particularly sexy, just a stainless steel bar at an angle, like you saw a lot of times in handicapped hotel room bathrooms. It did, however, have a nice little silicone grip around the back of it, so one could really hold on to it.

Welp.

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She loved her boys, okay. And her boys fucked like rabbits. So she catered to them. ...She also had her own bathroom so she figured it didn't much matter what they did in this one (she was so, so glad she had her own bathroom).

Jake belatedly realized they'd left their glasses downstairs and scrunched his face a bit. It wasn't really like it mattered, they wouldn't be wearing them in the shower anyway, but... Oh well. He knew the house well enough to not really need them, anyway. He stepped into the shower after Dirk and immediately slipped his arms under the blonde's, wrapping them around his front from behind and bodily hugging him.

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They did have a guest bedroom. And, you know. Jake was open to sharing.

His hands roamed over Dirk's front, massaging at his collarbone as he returned the kiss with a monotonous hum.

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Alas, Striders. That's okay he'd just regularly kidnap you for sleepovers. Sexy sleepovers. Wonk.

Wow, holy hell he loved the shit out of this guy.

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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?"