Sugar Time!

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The twins had decided to pay their good friend; and boyfriend, a visit. Franck had been the best person in their life and they felt it only made sense to hang out with him some more when they were trying to change their mood around. They had been in such a slump for so long and it was making them sick; literally. Like they had actually thrown up and should have gone to the infirmary but they were pretty much doing you should not do when you were sick. They were playing with water, not eating the best things for you, and they certainly were not resting.

One top of that they were now consuming candy that was pretty much colored sugar. Pixie sticks, and these were the large ones. The had gone out to play some games and ended up winning a lot of tickets which they ended up using to buy themselves a lot of candy. They could recall their talk to Franck about how they had never experience a sugar rush. Kids seemed to be in a really good mood and had a lot of fun so that was the sibling’s goal. Not that they were going to tell Franck that just in case he would lock them out and quickly board up his home before they were affected by the sugar.

"Boyfriend! You here? You should be here! I sent a text that we were coming over! Let us in!" Jasper yelled as he pounded on the front door. They were still not really being affected by the sugar but they did have a tone of pixie sticks in a candy box they won them in and fully planned to eat them all. Franck was going to have to have some too, because then it would be a wicked time if Franck also got affected by the sugar. "Did you actually send it?" Casper asked, not recalling that his brother did such a thing. Jasper then pulled out his phone and sure enough he forgot to send the text. "Sent now." Jasper said as he hit send.

Boyfriend! Its time 4 me 2 give u sugar. Cas is coming 2! Be there.

((Tag:François Laffont))

[François Laffont]

Jasper knew that Franck was working over the summer. He knew he didn’t really need to. His father would not just kick him out of the house any time soon, at least not until he was out of college and had a job to pay the rent. But Franck felt the need to do it. He needed to enter adulthood and that often happened by working. Even if that was a part-time job in a coffee shop.

Anyway, it was where he was when the twins happened to be at his door, banging at it when not busy dumping sugar down their body. And no need to tell he had no idea they were at his house, expecting him to open up to them. It would have been hard for him, considering he was not even there. Even if Jasper had sent him the text, Franck wanted so much to put a good impression of people that he wouldn’t have risked them to blame him for texting at work. He wouldn’t have checked nor answered until he was done. And by that time, he had no text sent to him. Or missed calls.

He got the text as he walked down the bus at the end of his street. Once again, Franck thought that Jasper should be glad he had such an accommodating boyfriend. Then again, he was done for the day and he father would not be back in a while. He simply thought he’d have the time to get home and change. The place wanted you to have a uniform. It was basically just a shirt, a net and a little hat. The net and hat were in his backpack for now, but he still had the shirt on, obviously. As for the pants, they wanted them to be black. Franck only used those he put on at school.

Is that a code? Cas is coming at the same time or later?

He sent Jasper before walking towards his home. Only to be pretty surprised to see they were already here. Well, at least it answered the question of whether Casper was coming along or joining in later. “Would you look at that? Two strays at my doorstep. You teleported yourself from school or what, I just received your text,” he told Jasper, smiling as he joined them. He then saw the box of candy. And that answered the other question. No, it was no code.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

Jasper did know that Franck had to work; in fact both the siblings knew Franck was at work, which was why they walked to his house instead of getting a ride. They just underestimated the time it would take them to get here even with walking. Granted they had already been in town so that likely played a part in why they had gotten there before Franck. Still, Jasper had a habit of sending Franck a lot of text while he was at work, wondering if Franck had his phone completely off. Or if Franck's phone was just had it on silent and thus Jas was making it buzz like crazy.

Why did Franck even have to work? Didn't he have a dad who could like give him money? The twins wondered, but they could not really say much on it because they still didn't fully understand Franck's relationship with his dad, they didn't understand what it was like to have a parent or parents. They did know that they did want a job, because not having one sucked when it came to them needing money. The fair had made it clear that the people who had the most money got what they wanted in life and since the twins could no longer get what they want by their toys, they had to find out a new way to get what they wanted.

That was currently money, perhaps they could be bank robbers. The twins of course were still banging on Franck's door by the time Franck showed up, with Jasper feeling his phone buzz in his pocket. He didn't bother to check it since it had to be from Franck and there was his boyfriend. "Are we cute strays that you are willing to ask your dad if you can keep us?" Jasper asked with a smirk, followed by him opening another pixie stick and starting to eat it. "We walked over here. We were at an arcade winning tickets and got this stuff. Try it." Casper answered the question as he tossed one of the pixie sticks at Franck and started to eat one for himself.

[François Laffont]

It was better for Franck to turn his phone off at work. Jasper loved to tease him with lots of texts. He liked that, in a way, mostly because he knew they had their rocky moments lately with prom, their first fight and then that stupid auction. It meant he was getting over this. But Jasper was getting more adept at sending random texts and even more random times than Frank was. And she was a queen at that. Having it buzz on him with every message Jasper felt like sending him, from sending a picture while saying he missed him to sending a picture while complaining his sweater was itchy, became quite a distraction. So he turned it off. A good thing he turned it back on to get the message though and he could send one back.

Still, the chance for them to be here, at his door, right after he got the text... The twins were able to be fast with their ability but not that fast. He must have sent it while being real close of his house, meaning he probably forgot that Franck was working, or just forgot at what time he told him he was done for the day.

The fair was still sometimes on Franck’s mind. The truth was that what he got from the twins, his twins, when that happened scared him. He never would have thought it would get to that. He only hoped that Jasper understood it really meant nothing. The fact he could not afford Franck at this charity auction meant nothing to the French boy. That certainly did not mean he could not bring Franck on a date whenever he wanted. Franck was obviously not in it for the money.

He did not think of that though when he saw them at his door. He was not afraid of what they could do to him, more what they could do to others because of him. He laughed as Jasper joked on his words. “I don’t know. You’re sure you don’t have fleas or anything like that?” Casper then provided him with an explanation. Ah yes, the arcade. Franck looked it up and its location precisely so that, in case the twins wanted to visit the town, he knew a few spots that might interest them. He was not surprised they found it. Probably even faster than he did. He grabbed a stick as Casper tossed it to him. “What is it?” he asked before he read it. Pretty much just colored sugar. The boys were getting high on sugar on his front porch. Sadly, it was not the weirdest thing that front door witnessed from Frank’s acquaintances. “Had I known you were coming, I would have picked something before coming over. Like last time with the chocolate buns,” he told them before making his way to the door and unlocking it. He then gestured to let the twins in first.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

It was indeed very smart that Franck turned off his phone when he was at work, because of Jasper recent habit of texting him so much and in general being naughty over the phone. There was a reason behind it, outside of just wanting to try and get Franck thinking about him while he was working. After the fair, both of the siblings had been very upset about how they day had gone when they had planned to behave and just bet. They just didn't expect anyone to actually challenge them with the reputation they had built up, but that had apparently not been the case.

They were pissed after that day and stayed to themselves for what remained of that day. After some talking to one another, they had come up with several things to do in order for their mood to 'improve'. It was mostly all forced upon themselves so that their moods would improve and they would not think about that day. Even now the whole going to the arcade was done on purpose before they visited Franck. They could ride the emotional high from all the fun they had and deal with those chemicals in their system and not have to worry about thinking about that day.

They just had to keep things fun and light; so far that was working like a charm. The brothers chuckled at Franck's comment, still enjoying their sugar the whole time. "I don't know, you have to come closer and check." Jasper responded as he gave his boyfriend a wink. Yes, along with their good mood meant that Jas was going to be focusing a lot on flirting with Franck to keep his mood in the 'green'. Casper meanwhile scratched at the door like a puppy would when it wanted to be let inside. "A gift from the gods. Colored sugar." Casper responded to Franck's question. That was what the two of them were calling it.

"It's okay. We got this stuff and I got you. Meet me in your bedroom." Jasper said, practically sprinting into Franck's home as soon as the door was opened. Even if he did not recall which room was Franck's room. "I’m going to go pee." Casper spoke up as he headed for the bathroom after handing the box of pixie stick to Franck for him to hold.

[François Laffont]

Franck knew he needed to make it up to Jasper for the auction. He had thought about asking to Frank to give the date to him but the boy needed a lesson so he chose to go with Frank. That didn’t mean Franck shouldn’t make it up to Jasper, show he was touched that the boy intended to spend all of his money at the auction and all. It was not necessary, he’d get Franck anyway, but it had to be rewarded. Otherwise Jasper might just end up being forever upset with him about this. His behaviour had been terrible but he still needed to be told that Franck liked the gesture and still wanted a date with no one else but him.

He would bring it up eventually, but not until he was certain that Jasper was fully content. He realised what that might ask of him but if that was what was required to keep his boyfriend happy, there were far worse sacrifices. He laughed at Jasper’s jest and indeed came closer. So close he almost kissed the boy’s lips before tapping said lips with the pixie stick they gave him and laugh as he turned his head to focus on the door and open it. It was pretty amusing the way they called it. “Some might argue it’s a gift from the demons,” he teased them. It all depended if you were the one tasting the sugar or dealing with those who ate it.

“Wait,” Franck exclaimed as Jasper sprinted in the house. Did he even know where his room happened to be? Then again, there was a big distinction between his room and his father’s. Especially with the posters and overall deco of his room. He held the box Casper handed over to him. “I better get to your brother,” he said, leaving Casper to find the bathroom. Although, to be fair, that meant they went the same direction, only Franck made sure to close the door first and drop his bag on the floor. He took a hold of Jasper and directed him to his room. “That’s what you wanted to see?” he said as he let him in. Several posters, mostly of French artists and movies were on a wall, between a bookshelf and a chair. Some clothes were thrown on Franck’s bed even if most were in his closet. A desk was right below the window with his laptop and several books and pictures on it.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The brothers both had grins on their faces when Franck moved a little closer to them. It was so tempting to be bad, say or do something they knew would really get a reaction out of the other boy. They managed to hold that desire back in favor of being able to enjoy their arcade prize and also to be let into the house. Neither of them knew if Franck was upset with them for how they were at the auction thing, but they figured he probably was just a little bit. After all, Franck didn't like violence and things had gotten violent pretty quick. It was odd how Franck was with the twin that had the shortest fuse and stuck around the twins who literally would go from zero to a hundred in a situation.

It could not have been healthy for an Empath to be around them, but somehow Franck was still making it and didn’t seem like he was going to be giving up on either of them anytime soon. Such thoughts were in the back of the sibling’s mind, in favor of Casper getting to the bathroom, and Jasper getting to his boyfriend's room. "Oooo, our new nickname can be Hell Raisers." Jasper spoke up when Franck said what others could end up calling the sugar treat. Then the door was opened and Jasper was gone, aiming for Franck's room but in all honestly he wanted to go into hid boyfriends father's room.

How hot would it be to do it in a parent’s bed? Just thinking about it got Jasper excited but Franck ended up catching him and leading him the right way. Nooooo. Dammmmmnnnnn. Jasper thought to himself but he followed where his boyfriend led. Casper did in fact end up going the same way that Franck was for a moment there; which had him laughing, but he went into the bathroom to do his business. Of course it was important to know he left the door wide open, they were all guys here. "Well less of me wanting to see your room and me wanting to be alone with you in your room. Or your dads room. That would work to." Jasper said as a smirk appeared on his face.

He moved about the room then, looking around, draining what remained of his pixie stick and debating if he should run to go get another one now or later. As for Franck's room it was...very French, very Franck. Still, Jasper had hoped or expected to at least see a few naked guy photos hanging on the wall.

[François Laffont]

Being so close to Jasper just sent sparks all over his body. He couldn’t understand how the boy could not see the effect he had on him. Simply being close to him sometimes made Franck want to get all over him. It was not something that came often from him. He remembered feeling something vaguely similar with his last boyfriend and also with a guy he had a huge crush on. He just wanted to be close to them, to touch them. To feel them. Even when feeling them might not be the best.

The twins could be hard on an empath. Their emotions kept yo-yoing. But he knew them. He knew that mix of excitement, anger, mischief, pain, curiosity and fear that made them. He learned to note the differences in the amount of those emotions to detect when something was wrong. And even if it was sometimes a rollercoaster ride that left him breathless, he also got a lot of good from them, not only this sensation of exhaustion he got after dealing with negative emotions for too long.

That new name was hilarious. “That’s fitting you two but I don’t know how I feel about dating that. I fit more in heaven than hell,” he replied in a laughter. He was not religious enough to make the symbol of the cross at the thought. He might even call them his little demons since it was so much what he was like.

He sensed Jasper’s disappointment when he caught him and was not sure where that came from. He chose to put it on the fact he got him and he probably thought Franck wouldn’t let him have his fun. Big mistake. He paid little attention to Casper, who seemed to have found the bathroom on his own. The house was not big after all, only one floor and a basement, it was not like it would be hard to find what you were looking for. Especially if you were looking for a room.

Speaking of which, he brought Jasper to his room. He smiled, guessing as much when Jasper pointed out he was more interested in being alone with him in his room. He said nothing about his dad’s room, figuring Jasper meant that only in case he had found it first. But he didn’t. “Yes? And what about your brother? Am I supposed to lock him in my bathroom while you have me alone in here?” Franck asked, getting closer to Jasper, holding him. Well, he meant to hold them, then remembered he was still holding the box of pixie sticks Casper gave him so he dropped it on his bed to focus on Jasper instead.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

Jasper didn’t see it because he was no longer looking for it, which said a few things. Either he had just gotten used to Franck wanting to be closer to him. Or that because he was no longer looking to tease or purposely work Franck up that it didn’t really dawn on him. He was just being himself; right now an almost being effected by sugar-self, but still himself. Of course Jasper would not have had a problem with Franck wanting to be all over him in his current mood and would most certainly encourage it. Who didn’t want to feel that someone was really lusting after them?

It really did amaze the twins that Franck was able to put up with them with the power that he had, especially because their emotions could switch so easily and every emotion ended up being at its max if it remained on a feeling for a long period of time. That also just made it that much harder to try and trick Franck with their ‘who is really who’ game that they used to play often but didn’t even bother now with Franck. He would be able to tell. The siblings both laughed at Franck’s comment on how the name fit for them but how he personally was a guy more suited for heaven.

“By now Franck, you are a fallen angle. Fallen for one from the underworld who has slowly tainted your wings black.” Casper pointed out. “I swear there is an anime out there about something like that.” Jasper spoke up, the two thinking on it for a moment. Not for long, they had more important things they wanted to do. Get Franck and Jasper alone, pee, and check out Franck’s room. Jasper just smirked at Franck’s question in regards to what to do about his brother. “It’s like you still have not figured out that we talk about this stuff together and come up with plans to work around my alone time with you.” Jasper responded as he enjoyed the fact that Franck came closer.

His eyes did lock on the pixie sticks for a moment as they went on the bed, but then his attention returned to his boyfriend. “It’s not like I need too much time to get what I want out of you.” Jasper added as he reached out to grab his boyfriend’s shirt and pull him closer. Casper would keep himself busy around Franck’s home; he was used to third wheeling it by now, and knew how to keep himself entertained without his other half.

[François Laffont]

The fact that Franck could be physical with Jasper was the main reason why he wanted it so much. Usually, he showed better restraint than that. But he knew he didn’t have to and it made him want to be with Jasper, even if all they did was eating next to each other at the cafeteria. At least he had his daily dose of the boy.

Franck also had the auction fresh in his mind and how he had yet talked of it with the boys. He would never be able to agree with the violence they showed then. It scared him, really. Their attitude was not right. But they dropped it when he asked them to and he believed it deserved a little something. Maybe they had not been able to control themselves not to blow up then, but then had enough to leave and Franck tried to find out if they hit on anyone or anything else to let go of their rage. Whatever they might have done though, he still believed they deserved some praise to understand they were on the right path.

He knew that talk would cause them to lose this happy demeanor of theirs though so he preferred to wait a little before doing so. “Yes, you’re the worst of influence for me,” he replied to Casper, a smile on his face though to show he had nothing against this said ‘bad influence’. “You’d know that better than me,” he said to Jasper about the anime. What little anime he might have watched came from those they showed him. He saw cartoon, sure, when he was a kid. But that was about it.

He now had Jasper in his arms, in his room. Even if he was no empath, he’d know what the boy felt right now. And he didn’t need to be an empath to feel it too. He should have guessed the brothers thought about it. But, at the same time, they went from the arcade to his place. Casper could have stayed there a little while longer, considering what his brother had in mind, had they talked to each other. But Franck, if he was slowly turning an expert in the Emorys’ emotions, still sucked when it came to guessing what they were thinking about.

The advantage of falling for a guy? It didn’t take an hour of foreplay to get what you wanted. Jasper even pointed it out. As Jasper pulled him closer, Franck kissed him, as hard as he could. He sat down on his bed, only to get the box of candy to roll against his thigh. He grabbed it. “Hey Cas!” he called out, ready to toss it at him the moment he would show up here before he could focus on Jasper. It might be important to tell that he kept one hand holding Jasper, pulling him closer gently as he didn't want the boy to go anywhere.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

Both of the siblings simply snickered when Franck voice how Jasper was indeed the worst influence on Franck. It was true; no one should have been able to deny it. They brothers already wondered if Franck had yet to slip up and start to show this other side to the people he hung out with. They wanted him to and they wanted to hear about it but that meant bringing the topic up or asking one of Franck's friends. The latter they did not see as a good idea because they did not want to end up meeting one of them, not liking them, and as a result being mean to them.

Franck would no doubt hear about it and then would be upset with them, so they were avoiding that choice for now. Perhaps once they felt a little bit better about their friend making skills they would give it a try. For now they were fine just having Franck to socialize with since he seemed to be the only one who wanted to be around them; or could handle them for the truth of it. AS for the anime, they didn't say anything more on that since they knew Franck was not really into that sort of thing, and they would figure it out later. For now it was tucked away in the back of their minds in favor of Jasper focusing on why he really wanted to have Franck alone in Franck's bedroom.

There was that kiss, a hard one, that had Jasper returning it just as hard; if not a little harder considering he bit Franck's lip when their lips parted. Jasper normally was not really a lip biter and preferred to bit a neck, shoulder, or well anywhere else on the body but a lip bite was not so bad from time to time. He just knew he had to be careful because he bit hard and a shoulder could take a harder bite then a lip could. "Do you know what I'm going to do to you?" Jasper asked as he watched his boyfriend sit down on the bed, loving how Franck still held onto him. Then Franck was calling out to his brother, which did have Jasper a little surprised and shocked even.

Did Franck finally want Casper to join them like the first time they had met the boy? That was the same thought going through Casper's mind as he came when called. Instead there was a box of candy being thrown at him, which he easily caught. There was some hesitation for a moment as Casper and Jasper exchanged a look before Casper walked off with the box. "Thought you were going to invite him there, for a moment." Jasper spoke up once his brother left, moving closer to Franck as he would go to slid his hands down his boyfriend's body, ending up tugging on the hem of Franck's pants.

[François Laffont]

Franck didn’t doubt that people would consider the siblings, and more particularly Jasper, to be a bad influence on him. Suddenly, Franck accepted that he could feel lust for someone and, even more, that he could act about it. He also broke some rules such as sleeping at school despite the curfew and the fact he did not reside there. He had scruples at first but now he would have been ready to do it again without minding too much. It was not like it would hurt anyone if he stayed with the twins for a night. The rest, Franck didn’t think he changed too much but others might disagree. If they did, he was ready to argue that Frank helped at that too and no one told him she was a bad influence. Instead, they asked how he could survive her. Anyway, should someone express their fear for him for dating Jasper, he would have argued it was not of their business and if they were friends, they wouldn’t ask for him to break up with the guy. He was happy, after all, and that was the most important. He would hate for people to tell him to put an end to it, just like he wouldn’t like the twins asking him to let go of a friend just because they didn’t like them too much.

He was not against letting his friends meet with the twins for that reason. He believed he could see whoever he wanted to see. This was pretty much the one thing he held the most against Jasper about the auction but that too was a matter he’d deal with later. Because kissing Jasper took all of his attention and it was impossible for him to think of anything else. Yes, Franck was able to let the physical aspect of life take over him. He had not done so in the past but he was compensating for it with Jasper. “You, alone with me in my room. I think I can guess,” he said with a little teasing smile. He wanted to bring Jasper to him but he had to get rid of the pixie sticks first. He didn't want Casper to want one only to realise he gave them to Franck and could not get into the room just yet. Best he had as much things to occupy himself with as possible. That meant tossing him the candy.

They confusion had him confused for a moment and a little hesitant as he tossed the box to Casper. Hopefully, he got the message and did not try to stay. He chuckled, trying to chase away the feeling they gave him and focusing on Jasper again. “And I still don’t want that,” he told Jasper, forcing the boy to climb on the bed as he let his back go down against it. That was what Jasper wanted, no? It seemed to be pretty clear to him.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The twins would have honestly understood if Franck didn't want them to be around any of his friends, but it was not like it really came up in conversation. Most of their conversations with Franck consisted of flirting with the boy, talking in general, and Franck giving them 'lessons' of sorts on basically being better human beings. That was how the siblings viewed it anyways, not that Jasper was thinking about or worried about any of that. He didn't want to think about what happened at the fair, making friends, or any of that. Jasper just wanted to enjoy himself, to have some happiness in their lives after things having been tough for about a year since they came to this blasted school.

It was odd to think that they had been here that long, but they had been and while they felt a little different from how they were in the past, they still felt like nothing really changed in them and that was what they needed to work on. For now it was just time for Jasper to have some alone time with Franck while his brother would likely wonder around or watch some TV. "Are you sure you mind is tainted enough to have an accurate guess?" Jasper asked, teasing his boyfriend as he worked on undoing the fastenings to his boyfriend’s pants. It still would have been interesting and fun if his brother had been allowed to join, but it was not in Franck's way. The other boy made it clear once more by stating it was not what he wanted; which was a shame, but Jasper accepted it.

"Fine by me, but if you ever change your mind don't hesitate to speak up. Casper could use a bit of a release." Jasper said and then flinched. It would have been normally around then that his brother would have hit him but Casper was not around so no hit followed. Clearly he still was not one hundred percent used to being without his brother, but he had worked on it a great deal for Franck's sake. Jasper then had to move when Franck moved, following his boyfriend as he tugged down on Franck's pants, wanting to free the other boy from the clothing that separated him from what Jasper wanted.

"You have to have a pixie stick after this." Jasper said, leaning down to place his lips against Franck's waist to speak against the skin. That was a fair deal right? Was it wrong or weird to see if it would make his boyfriend taste like the sugar treat? Jasper mouth most certainly would taste like sugar and he was giving Franck a big taste of it as he moved up to capture his boyfriend's lips in his own.

[François Laffont]

In truth, Franck was a little scared what might happen should his friends meet Jasper and Casper. He knew not all of them understood Franck’s decision to date the boy. He seemed so unlike who you’d expect Franck to be with. But they wouldn’t have said it out loud in their presence. They didn't even dare say it in Franck’s face. However, judging by the twins’ personalities, and his friends’, he knew if the twins said something they didn’t like, they would likely retort and from there things could take an ugly turn. He knew it was only the worst-case scenario and that it can actually go very well too but unless both sides showed desire to meet, he was fine with sharing his time between the twins and his friends. He might have to rethink that with college and his job but for now it worked.

Franck chuckled in amusement when Jasper questioned his naughty nature. “It’s like you still think I’m an innocent little guy who doesn’t get what two people might want to do in a bedroom together,” he replied, using Jasper’s earlier phrasing to point out he might not be as innocent and naive as the boy believed. He was still a little of course, but even when they first started dating Franck knew a thing or two even if he did not show it and barely ever talked of it, even now.

Casper was not here to tell his brother he was going too far but Franck did sense the shock it caused Jasper as he realised that. At least it meant he understood he might have pushed it, if he realised his brother would have tried to make him behave. “Jasper,” Franck said but there was something in his tone and the way he looked at his boyfriend that indicated he might not be really scolding him here. Jasper knew how to work him up though and the fact he did help chased away any comment he might have said about his brother. Franck didn't even pay attention as he talked further. Something about the candy they brought, he believed, but right now the only thing he wanted to taste was what Jasper was giving him right now. “You got too much clothes for what you want to do, Jas,” he pointed out after Jasper went from his stomach to his lips. Now was his turn to undress the other boy and Franck could barely think of anything else. Not even the other one wandering around the house while his brother had his way with his boyfriend.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

"You are still pretty innocent and such a romantic." Jasper pointed out in response to Franck's words. Yes, the other boy had come a long way but there was still a lot that Jasper felt that he was innocent in. Or at least that Franck would not be ready to do just yet or would not want others knowing that he had done it. Jasper wondered for a moment how Franck would react if his friends knew that he was having sex with Jasper on a regular. The idea of a mass email hit him for a moment before his thoughts were brought back to the bedroom and the slight desire to cover Franck in the pixie stick powder.

That and Franck called out his name which had him hesitating and looking at him, expecting to be scolded or told something. The way he said it didn't seem like he was scolding him so maybe he was just thinking about what Jasper was going to do to him and could not help to be excited and already in the mindset of calling out Jasper's name. Jasper didn't know and Franck didn't end up saying anything that he expected so he supposed he was fine. "Franck, I think you forget that really only one of us just needs to take his pants and underwear off. I literally could sex you up with my pants and boxers on, just have to unbutton, unzip, and move fabric out of the way." Jasper pointed out as he could not help but chuckle.

He just wanted something quick; to make a mess with the pixie sticks all over Franck and his bed, and then chill for a little after. Franck seemed to want the whole loving interaction, which was to be expected with how Franck was. Jas did let out a sigh but he allowed Franck to undress him and would help for a little bit. Only to end up slipping his hands down along Franck and grabbing a hold of what he wanted. He was getting impatient but he held back from himself or Franck going all the way for the sake of making it all 'special' like Franck seemed to want even now. Did Franck never want a quikie?

“Strip me fast boyfriend, or I can’t promise I won’t take you there right now.” Jasper threatened with a smirk as he would keep causing a distraction with his hands and his lips against the other boy. There, he was still being very physically with Franck like the boy had to want, was taking it slow, and allowing Franck time to get him a bit more undressed. That was good, right?