#bluespiraljack

[freerunningbarista]

"The VIP gets to choose any room he wants." Jay offered, nuzzling his head back against Jack's fingers. The pretense was practically gone by now, so Jay leaned forward. Practiced fingers set to work unfastening Jack's belt. Within seconds, the button on his jeans had been released and the zipper unzipped. A tentative hand moved to grope Jack again, but he stopped just shy of the fabric of the boxer briefs. "I'm gonna need permission to touch the customer, it's the only way to start training."

Jack always liked getting to play with Jay's hair. There was something soothing about it, nearly as comforting as receiving the same kind of touch himself. Touch therapy.

Of several varieties.

He smirked, pleased and leisurely. "Full permission disclosed," he said evenly, and came in a little closer, lips hovering before his boyfriend's. 

[freerunningbarista]

Jay obliged, pressing a quick kiss to Jack's lips. When he leaned forward, his hand slid down and gently groped the barista. Pulling back, Jay's fingers tapped gently against the underside of Jack's crotch and a grin was on his lips. "Was that good for starters? I'm gonna need to know exactly what you want. Customer's always right after all."

Jack smiled, and it almost slipped into a pout when Jay pulled back again, but he was happily surprised to have his hand on him instead. “Hmm, I think so. But that was just a taste. I could go for the real thing,” he said smoothly, and slid his fingers into Jay’s hair. “Is there a VIP room?”

[freerunningbarista]

Jay felt Jack's hips shift under his finger, and he knew that even if their banter was stupid, he was still getting to the barista. "Nah, none of those. These are just for you. You're the only VIP. Hm, so what does the VIP want?" He offered, ducking back just out of kissing range.

Jack paused as Jay moved just out of reach, and smirked. "I think I'll take the twenty minutes deal. If I can cash that in," he replied smoothly, lifting a hand to lightly tip Jay's chin toward him again, eager for a kiss at the very least.

[freerunningbarista]

"It's definitely a favorite customer deal. But what if I told you-" He cut himself off and leaned in close, his hand running up Jack's thigh as he did. Jay's eyebrows raised and his grinned a devious grin. "That the more you come back, the better the deals get."

Jack's eyes drifted to Jay's lips as he came in closer, before he met his eyes again, smiling lazily. "Frequent flyer miles?" he guessed, hips lifted slightly. So close. His hand was so close. Jack parted his lips slightly, leaning in and sharing Jay's breath. "Do I get a VIP pass?"

[freerunningbarista]

"I regret to admit that it is indeed favoritism. I try to remain impartial in my business practices, but you've taken up a place in my little heart." Jay dragged a finger down the inside thigh of Jack's jeans. "I can't say I regret it though. So yeah, you get exclusive access to all the bells and whistles."

"Eh, it's not so little." He reached and set a hand over Jay's chest, feeling his heartbeat a few times. "Though I suppose favoritism has its merits. Can't say I'm not pleased." Bringing his hand back, he absently set it on his upper thigh, smirking at Jay as his boyfriend touched his leg. "Is this a one-time package, or a favorite customer deal?"

[freerunningbarista]

"I dunno if you can call it the inner me. I mean, you remember how I was when we first met." Jay's eyes followed Jack's down to his jeans. When he spoke, he put on his best businessman voice. "That's the final price, since you qualify for the special insider's discount. I might even include some extras if it's a quick learner."

"I remember," Jack allowed, smiling fondly. "But I like every part of you, even the perverted ones." Spreading his legs a little more, he hummed again, stroking his chin as he observed his crotch. "Am I hearing favoritism? Are these extras exclusive, just for lil ol' me?"

[freerunningbarista]

Jay was a bit surprised with himself, to be honest. He was in too deep to back out now though. "I think it's gotten worse since you moved in. As for the cost, probably about 20 minutes of your time, and your pants. Why?"

"I'm happy to take full responsibility for showing you the inner you," he replied smugly, smirking. Looking at his jeans thoughtfully, he drummed his fingers on the counter. "Really? Is that all?"

[freerunningbarista]

"I know a real quick way to teach it to sit up. And I bet if I play my cards right I can get it to beg." Jay smirked, tapping his pencil against the table. "But asking to see it takes all the fun of out of the build-up."

Impressed with this display from his boyfriend, Jack didn't bother hiding his amusement, grinning widely. "It's always fun to see your inner pervert peek out," he sighed dreamily. "And how much would this training cost me?"