i have a feeling that i'm never going to finish this for reals so here's a little quick and dirty joel/ jimmy thing i literally wrote in my sleep last night (and then put it to notes app during work today)
"Lizzie's pregnant."
It takes Jimmy a few seconds to actually hear what Joel's trying to tell him - there's blood pumping against his eardrums and a heavy pulse beating along the stretch of his tongue where it's pinned to the bottom of his mouth by the solid length of Joel's cock -
It's all very distracting already to be entirely honest.
He squeezes his fist around the thick base and pulls back with a spit-wet sound - he can feel the way his eyebrows are knitted together, his lips already feeling a little bruised and swollen.
"Sorry, what?" he asks - he's pretty sure he heard that right but there's no way Joel's telling him this right now, not when he's on his knees with his hand on Joel's dick and the taste of precome already smeared along the back of his tongue.
"Lizzie's pregnant," Joel repeats and Jimmy just _stares_ up at him for a long moment.
He can feel the way Joel's dick twitches under his fingers, can see the fresh bead of precome gathering just beneath Joel's foreskin and in any other situation he'd be shifting forward, lips parted to mouth over that thick cockhead - there's spit gathering at the back of his throat that he has to force himself to swallow back -
"And you," Jimmy starts, stops and presses his lips together - Joel's still rock hard, still looking down at him with dark eyes, pupils blown out like he hasn't just dropped a huge bit of information mid-blowjob, "you- you've decided right now was the best time to tell me? Are you insane."
"She wanted me to tell you," Joel says with a one sided shrug and Jimmy can't stop the squeak of a laugh that bubbles up from his chest -
He's still got a hand around Joel's dick and thankfully their sex life has always been filled with idiocy and laughter but this is something else entirely.
"While I was sucking you off, or?"
"No," Joel laughs too, one of those ridiculous ones that never fail to make Jimmy feel warm all over about being the one who's always able to pull them out, "I thought it'd be funny."
"And?"
"It is a bit," Joel says, pausing again to frown and it's not a real one, not when Jimmy can still see the smile playing at the corner of Joel's mouth, "what, no congratulations?"
"I mean, I'm already," he starts, pumping his fist a little along Joel's cock as a reminder - it’s intentionally quick and not tight enough but Joel still groans for it, hand coming up to thread through Jimmy's already sweat-dampened hair, "but, hell yeah Joel, congrats daddy."
Jimmy feels the way Joel's dick flexes in his hand, another thick bead of precome making Joel leak, obvious and so stupid hot -
"Oh, of course," he laughs, just another quick huff of a sound, “of course you’re into that.”
(Not to be confused with 1890s AU Les Amis’ favorite G&S songs)
Enjolras: A British Tar (HMS Pinafore)
His nose should pant and his lip should curl
His cheeks should flame and his brow should furl
His bosom should heave and his heart should glow
And his fist be ever-ready for a knock-down blow!
Combeferre: Oh Goddess Wise/And Thus To Empyrean Heights (Princess Ida)
And thus, to empyrean heights of every kind of lore
In search of Wisdom's pure delight ambitiously we soar
In trying to achieve success no envy racks our heart
For all we know and all we guess we mutually impart!
Jean Prouvaire: My Boy, You May Take It From Me (Ruddigore)
As a poet, I'm tender and quaint—
I've passion and fervour and grace—
From Ovid and Horace to Swinburne and Morris,
They all of them take a back place
Then I sing and I play and I paint—
Though none are accomplished as I,
To say so were treason--you ask me the reason?
I'm diffident, modest and shy!
Feuilly: For Everyone Who Feels Inclined (Gondoliers)
For everyone who feels inclined
Some post we undertake to find
Congenial with his frame of mind
And all shall equal be!
Courfeyrac: A Man Who Would Woo A Fair Maid (Yeomen of the Guard)
A man who would woo a fair maid
Must ‘prentice himself to the trade!
And study all day
In methodical way
How to flatter, cajole, and persuade.
Bahorel: Oh Better Far to Live and Die (Pirates of Penzance)
Away to the cheating world go you -
Where pirates all are well-to-do.
But I’ll be true
To the song I sing
And live and die
A pirate king!
Bossuet: See How the Fate their Gifts Allot (Mikado)
If I were Fortune
(Which I’m not)
B should enjoy A’s happy lot!
And A should die in misery!!
(…of course assuming I am B.)
Joly: When You Find You’re a Broken-Down Critter (Grand Duke)
When you doubt if your head is your own,
And you jump when an open door slams,
Then you've got a state, to a state which is known
To the medical world as 'jim-jams.'
If such symptoms you find in your body or head,
They're not easy to quell.
You may make up your mind
You are better in bed, for you're not at all well!
No, you're not at all well, not at all well.
Grantaire: First You’re Born (Utopia, ltd)
Then, at last, the final stroke -
Time has had it’s little joke!
(Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!)
Daily driven (wife as drover)
Ill you’ve thriven, ne’er in clover,
Lastly when three-score and ten…
And not till then the joke is over!
is funny because emblem3 have been called a boyband so many times now that they've finally turned Chloe into a less poppy song but it's still boyband material sigh
