Paloma is gratified by the immediacy with which he clings onto her; she half thought he wouldn't want any part of either of them.
She thinks about tucking his engorged cock away but realizes this is the second emphatic denial Jekyll has made. Suspiciously, he's dead set on denying knowledge rather than permission to suck. "What, like you've done that before?"
"Absolutely not!" At least Paloma keeps him there rather than running off. And he takes care of pulling his pants up himself.
Hyde laughs, "All the time, we fucked last night." Still on the floor, he crawls forward to sit on his knees to sit right at their feet. Adventurous hands creeping up onto thighs.
One always lies, the other always tells the truth. Not entirely a puzzle fit for the circumstances, as Jekyll hasn't always lied and neither has Hyde...
'He came home last night, hot and bothered.' And they...
"Henry..." If it was a lie, he would be more than distraught. The normal response (which she isn't having?) is revulsion, rejection. Both are absent in Jekyll. "It is true."
"I-" he bites down on his lip. "It's awful, I know, but..." How does he put it, what is he supposed to say about this revelation. "It's just that we messed around when we were young, you know?" That much has to be normal enough, right? Well, at least undersrandable, relatively. "And then..." He doesn't need to go into details. Hyde just looks smug.
"Like a habit," she says, holding onto Hyde's wrist to prevent his getting into her panties again. Paloma lifts a hand to the curve of Jekyll's cheek. "Oh... okay, then."
"More or less, yes - and it's...not so far from masturbation?" Right? They look the same...
"Something like that, sure." Hyde can at least concede something to Jekyll even ifhe doesn't agree. Give the guy a break. Although he's a little sad she's so accepting.
"What's the difference?" He shrugs, it doesn't matter to him, it's not that he's even bothered to tell, it just came out because he sucked Jekyll's dick.
"It's obscene, Edward! She should be running and reporting us to the police, it's technically illegal, you can't just go tell someone that!" Which is what he's really concerned with.
They're getting off track. Paloma breathes in and out to compose herself, dropping her hand and taking his. Someone needs a shoulder and it isn't Hyde.
"It's not something you drop on a girl on the first date. Anyone thirsty?" Tea. Distraction. No further intercourse.
Jekyll might be a little dubcon sometimes... But it's cool it's fine! "I should very much enjoy a cup of tea." The mood still hasn't killed his boner but he will accept the blue balls. It's better than carrying on like this.
"Would it make it any different if it was later?" Hyde really can't care. "Not like we can have a kid so whatever, it's just inconsequential taboo. Some people would be more offended that it's gay." But as he shrugs he gets up to offer Paloma a hand.
Plus her vag is achey. More fun would really mess it up.
Very gentlemanly of him to help her up. She'll take it, even if it plants her against his front and brings back the memories of them fucking. She turns her reddening cheek. "That's not me."
Paloma nods, not yet shoving off in a conscious decision to leave herself in temptation's way. Blame it on her perfume teasing faintly in his smell. "You two are an exception to the women I've... met up with before."
"Oh yeah? You guys are cute, Harry's mostly brought men home. or rather to our dorm back at school." Fine, but he grabs Paloma's hand.
"Sh-shut up, Edward, it was a boys' school, there weren't any girls around anyway!" Oh, wait, "and that makes it sound like far more instances than are truthful!"
The tension is in the process of draining from the room, helped along by the ribbing and maybe Paloma anchoring the two of them to a mediator. Could be thinking too highly of her influence, honestly.
But their hands are a comfortable fit. "Consider me shocked," she says drily. "Please let me adjust before you tell me any other secrets?"
"I doubt anything could be worse than that..." Really, it's true, what could they tell her that's worse or more shocking? "I'll make a fresh pot of tea." It gives him an excuse to escape and breathe. But leaves Paloma alone with Hyde.
But he's returned to his cuddly state and tries to feed her a biscuit.
Paloma watches him warily, wised up to how fast this harmlessness can turn on a dime. She suspects that Poole's presence downstairs wouldn't stop him from playing tricks, either. Her mouth opens for the cookie anyway.
Chewing and swallowing and not taking her eyes off of him, she licks a crumb off her lip. "Hmm."
"Hm?" He drapes himself across her lap, taking up her hand to kiss her knuckles. "I like you, you're fun." Both when she lets him get away with shit, and when she's giving him hell. He acts up because he wants to be scolded, really.
Fun in the sack, fun to antagonize, what's he mean? How fun and what fun? Endless questions for a squirmy lamprey of a mischief-maker.
He's not wholly wrong. She allows him to lay his lips on her knuckles for the novelty and pleasure of such treatment. "How's your neck?" she asks very casually, souring it with a note of sincere worry. Paloma can't help toying with his messy hair again.
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"Why would you-- you know!!" Paloma burrows into Henry's side, petting his arm anxiously to soothe them both.
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Jekyll grabs on to her for dear life, ready to swear up and down that his brother is a liar.
"It's just a regular day for us, right Harry?"
Speak of the actual devil. "No...! I don't know what you're talking about!"
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She thinks about tucking his engorged cock away but realizes this is the second emphatic denial Jekyll has made. Suspiciously, he's dead set on denying knowledge rather than permission to suck. "What, like you've done that before?"
Has he?
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Hyde laughs, "All the time, we fucked last night." Still on the floor, he crawls forward to sit on his knees to sit right at their feet. Adventurous hands creeping up onto thighs.
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'He came home last night, hot and bothered.' And they...
Her thigh jolts. "Not a funny joke," she manages.
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"That's- she's right, it's not funny, Edward." please just say it was a bad joke, he quietly pleads with his eyes.
"It's true."
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"Henry..." If it was a lie, he would be more than distraught. The normal response (which she isn't having?) is revulsion, rejection. Both are absent in Jekyll. "It is true."
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"Like a habit," she says, holding onto Hyde's wrist to prevent his getting into her panties again. Paloma lifts a hand to the curve of Jekyll's cheek. "Oh... okay, then."
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"Something like that, sure." Hyde can at least concede something to Jekyll even ifhe doesn't agree. Give the guy a break. Although he's a little sad she's so accepting.
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She spares Hyde a scowl. "You could have waited to tell me!"
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"It's obscene, Edward! She should be running and reporting us to the police, it's technically illegal, you can't just go tell someone that!" Which is what he's really concerned with.
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They're getting off track. Paloma breathes in and out to compose herself, dropping her hand and taking his. Someone needs a shoulder and it isn't Hyde.
"It's not something you drop on a girl on the first date. Anyone thirsty?" Tea. Distraction. No further intercourse.
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"Would it make it any different if it was later?" Hyde really can't care. "Not like we can have a kid so whatever, it's just inconsequential taboo. Some people would be more offended that it's gay." But as he shrugs he gets up to offer Paloma a hand.
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Very gentlemanly of him to help her up. She'll take it, even if it plants her against his front and brings back the memories of them fucking. She turns her reddening cheek. "That's not me."
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His brother doesn't though, so it's news to him!
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Paloma nods, not yet shoving off in a conscious decision to leave herself in temptation's way. Blame it on her perfume teasing faintly in his smell. "You two are an exception to the women I've... met up with before."
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"Sh-shut up, Edward, it was a boys' school, there weren't any girls around anyway!" Oh, wait, "and that makes it sound like far more instances than are truthful!"
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"I don't think either of us are judging you for bringing other men to your dorm," she points out. Paloma offers up her hand to Jekyll as well.
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"What, me? Never."
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But their hands are a comfortable fit. "Consider me shocked," she says drily. "Please let me adjust before you tell me any other secrets?"
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But he's returned to his cuddly state and tries to feed her a biscuit.
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Chewing and swallowing and not taking her eyes off of him, she licks a crumb off her lip. "Hmm."
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He's not wholly wrong. She allows him to lay his lips on her knuckles for the novelty and pleasure of such treatment. "How's your neck?" she asks very casually, souring it with a note of sincere worry. Paloma can't help toying with his messy hair again.
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