Jason’s pet names for Salim
Casual: babe
Intimate: darlin’
Soft: habibi
Flirty: sugar
Horny: kitten
Chaotic Horny: daddy
Amused: fucker
Comforting: hun
Sleepy: Милый
Taking: gorgeous
Being ridden: s-sir
With a ring: husband
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Jason’s pet names for Salim
Casual: babe
Intimate: darlin’
Soft: habibi
Flirty: sugar
Horny: kitten
Chaotic Horny: daddy
Amused: fucker
Comforting: hun
Sleepy: Милый
Taking: gorgeous
Being ridden: s-sir
With a ring: husband
Salim’s pet names for Jason
Casual: habibi (my dear)
Intimate: hayati (my life)
Soft: love
Flirty: hotshot
Horny: beautiful
Chaotic Horny: lieutenant
Amused: jarhead
Comforting: sweetheart
Sleepy: ya amar (my moon)
Being Taken: *breathless gasp*
Riding: good boy
With a ring: zawjaa (my husband)
“Southern Hospitality”
“Jason, have you seen the extra chair? We’ll need an extra seat tomorrow for-”
Salim opened the door to the candlelit room, quickly shutting it behind him as he saw Jason sitting at the head of the bed, back against the wall, legs spread. He was fully dressed, hat and all, other than his open fly, eyeing Salim like he was an oasis in a desert.
“Hey Salim,” Jason’s voice rasped, “I’ve got a seat for you, right here.”
Apparently the wine at dinner had them both feeling bold. As if they hadn’t been circling each other for weeks. Was a shared bottle of merlot all it took?
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Jason treats Salim to some southern hospitality
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Full fic on my Ao3!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35104273
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How we Tease
“Are all… Americans… this pushy - ah!”
Salim’s voice cut out with a cry against the hallway wall in his home as Jason pushed against him, the American’s hands tightening on his hips.
“Shut the fuck up, Salim,” Jason panted against his ear from behind him, “Just keep fuckin’ quiet.”
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Jason and Salim spend some time together. Both men are a tease.
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Full fic on my Ao3!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35019595
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