Post by JJ Johnson on Jul 12, 2014 23:08:37 GMT -6
JJ grunted, clearly insulted at the very insinuation that he wouldn't keep himself checked out. He tapped his lower abdomen a few times. "I'm perfectly healthy. Get checked at least once a month. Hell, i don't want the working parts to start rotting and falling off."
It probably helped that JJ had an inordinate amount of luck when it came to those kind of things. He'd so far managed to avoid getting any really debilitating illnesses thus far, and had barely needed to take some time off. He credited all his awesomeness since, well, what else was he gonna credit? Certainly wasn't going to leave it up to Fate, that was for damn certain.
JJ just chuckled at Reid's next comments, shaking her head. "Please, like you girls ain't itching for a little multi-fun time with JJ. Tam was talking all about it," JJ's greedy little eyes looked over Reid again, even starting to reach toward her. He stopped at her question, his brow furrowing.
Sticking her tongue out in disgust at his remark, Reid mumbled. "Gross."
JJ's projecting of a threesome to Reid made the redhead chuckle and shake her head. It was petulantly amusing that he was still holding on to that far-fetched fantasy.
"I think she accidentally said the word three and you blew it out of proportion." Reid suggested with an amused eyeroll.
The telekinetic raised a magazine and sent it flying into JJ's face. "My modesty coverer." She lazily drawled. "I think I'm gonna have to cut this short. It's been such a blast as always. That thing you did in that last quarter? Whoa baby. You're gonna have to teach me how to do it myself."
Post by JJ Johnson on Jul 13, 2014 18:25:37 GMT -6
"You know you want it," repeated JJ. Reid actually wasn't that far off in her assertions, seeing as JJ certainly was selectively listening. right now, he'd managed to convince himself that Reid obviously wanted to engage herself, but she was trying to act all coy and shit to cover it up. she dost protest too much or some Shakespearean crap like that.
A magazine hit JJ's face, and he growled, moving it down. "Bit small to cover what's needed," he insisted, putting it around his groin anyway, figuring that's what she wanted, though he didn't know why. He smirked as she got all antsy, raising a brow. "You sure you wanna leave so soon? Another hour or so and I'll be ready for round two, or at least three, in your case," his grin dripped with sleaze after that comment, and the wink he gave her certainly didn't help matters.
"Eh," Reid shrugged and got off the couch to search for her nightie, snorting at JJ's response.
"Birdbrain, I was talking about the thing I was wearing before you fucked me senseless against the wall earlier." She noted, pointing to the wall in question.
"Aha!" She had to bend over a coffee table to get to where she had thrown her nightie earlier on. "Nope. I ain't gon stay here and wait for him to rise to the occasion. I came I saw and I conquered. Now it's time to curl up in bed with a nice Hot Pocket and sleep." Sliding into her nightie, she looked around for her coat.
"Thanks JJ. Good run as always." She patted his head and grabbed at her coat near the door, tying it up and grabbing the unopened bottle of tequila before exiting the premise.