JAKE: -The afternoon would find Jake outside today, having jumped at the first opportunity for alone time. There was so much filling his thoughts lately-- worries, exhaustion, everything. Hell, even the system tests he volunteered himself to do on the plates of the ship's exterior was a difficult task for him to focus on. And he had a computer on hand to do the work for him!-
JAKE: -Stands on the ground far below the parked ship as words and letters float and spin before his eyes. Jake frowns at the light of the work tablet, mumbling under his breath. Anyone else would have already had this job done by now.-
JAKE: -it's then that he sees a flash of light out of the corner of his eye, and Jake's attention is drawn towards the Minnesota skyline. Oh so... rain was on the way. Perfect. He remembers the frustrations all over again.-
(DIRK): -a stormy skyline, huh? the perfect backdrop for a surprise visit from an imaginary iteration of jake's #1 during stressful times. and most every other times, too. brain ghost dirk makes an appearance, drifting into jake's line of vision in a cool, aloof way, as he tends to. he seems different from usual... his features more mirror that of this universe's dirk, with the prominent scar running down his face. it could be the product of jake's imagination alone, but who knows with this guy?-
(DIRK): If you've been saving your pennies for a rainy day, now seems like the opportune time to cash in on it.
(DIRK): Looks like you could use a lil bit of indulgence.
JAKE: -the voice drifts over, as does the image of Dirk. And Jake-- in his tired state of mind-- has the bejeezus startled out of him.- DIR--
JAKE: -jumps and trips at his toolbox behind him. Good thing he has his ass to cushion his fall to the ground.- RRRK.
(DIRK): -just stands there awkwardly, watching jake fall right on his pillowy rear.-
(DIRK): You know, if you'd just accept that you wanted me to show up, I wouldn't startle you so much.
JAKE: Im-- its- -sputters, dragging grass at his clothes as he tries to stand up. Turning beet red right to his ears, but none of this is stopping the conflict of joy and hurt warring in his chest. The brain ghost will be able to tell as much.- I w-wasnt expecting to see you! GIVE A MAN A CHANCE would you???
(DIRK): -crosses his arms, strolling over to jake's side once he's back on his feet.- Sure. Take all the time you need.
(DIRK): Not like I have anywhere else to be.
JAKE: You might. -face is still flushed as he swats the grime from his jacket. Avoiding BGD's eye despite the fact that his thoughts might as well be on public display.- I was...
JAKE: Doing my damndest not to call you. Thats all!
JAKE: To ride things out! See how they unfold! -he swallows hard, refusing to get into the deeper aspect of it. Even being aware of it was even more confusing and frustrating. Jake sought an immediate way out.- Whats...
JAKE: How do you have the scar on your face? -now that he glances it, he's afraid he might be the one putting it there. Jake looks away again. A mess.-
(DIRK): This old thing? -touches his fingertips to it with a hint of curiosity in his expression.-
(DIRK): You aren't imagining it.
(DIRK): I mean, you are. Of course. But it's no accident.
(DIRK): I've mentioned before, I'm only here in the first place by the combined powers of yourself and the Dirk from your universe. You created me to help you understand your place here, providing wisdom as someone else native to your foreign home. Also, as someone you trust.
(DIRK): That isn't the full story, though. My origins are much more complicated.
JAKE: -can practically feels his eyes going cross as Dirk rambles on.- Youre brain ghost dirk. Youve always been.
JAKE: Unless thats changed somehow? Are you... -seems hesitant to ask this.- Different?
(DIRK): I'm simply becoming... More Dirk.
(DIRK): Just adding on another layer to this ogre's thick hide. Much like an onion, you might say.
(DIRK): You see, I'm what you would call a splinter. A unique kind that lives in your brain.
(DIRK): All Dirks who are aware of Themselves are, in some part, aware of me. Because I am as much a part of him as I am you.
(DIRK): So what I'm tryin' to put down here that may be a lil bit too slippery to pick up is... Your Dirk...
(DIRK): Am becoming aware.
(DIRK): It's all a part of my trial.
JAKE: Oh... -trails off as the dots begin to connect in his head. At the mention of the trial, Jake's eyes turn shiny with hope. - Are you...
JAKE: Will you be back soon?
(DIRK): -he pauses at the question, with much purpose. he takes a slow step closer to him.- Depends.
(DIRK): Do you believe in me?
JAKE: -It raises the hairs on his arms just to be asked the question, to see Dirk stepping towards him. And for one grateful moment, the whole weight of the world seems to lift off his shoulders. If he didn't know any better, Brain Ghost Dirk might have thought Jake had never been so over-the-moon, lovestruck before.- ...I do.
(DIRK): -the trouble is, he does know better, by virtue of the part of him that has seen jake like this before. he may not be whole himself, but this familiar feeling will persist and echo in the mind of someone who is, someone who needs it. and it will make all the difference.-
(DIRK): -he lifts his hands to frame jake's face, meeting his enamored gaze in kind.- Then yes.
(DIRK): I'll be back soon. I promise.
JAKE: Good... golly. -breathes out, relishing the warmth of Dirk's palms on his face. An anchor of security in the brisk evening air, the way Jake brings hands to clutch at his forearms. But all he can see is Dirk and the pretty orange glint of his eyes.- Hurry it along love bug.
JAKE: I miss you terribly.
(DIRK): I miss you too. -even if he doesn't quite remember yet... but he will.-
(DIRK): -a smile creeps onto his features as he brushes his thumb over the roughness of jake's 5 o' clock shadow.- But you know how I gotta complicate things. It's takin' me some time.
JAKE: -finds it pointless to listen to Dirk be difficult, much less put up with it. Jake decides as much when he kisses that smile off Brain Gost Dirk's face. Haphazard and with nothing to lose.-
(DIRK): -about time... he reciprocates with the same passion jake would find in his more tangible counterpart, as if his love for him is some kind of universal constant. it might as well be. this figment intends to hold onto this moment as long as jake will keep him there, as long as he needs it.-
JAKE: -desperately passionate might be a better way to describe it. The tender way their lips seek and meld together, Jake wanted to commit all of it to memory. The taste of him, even the little puffs of breath, made the experience all the more real to him.- Youre so... pretty you know? -mumbles, tilting his scruffy chin to steal another kiss between the words.- Even when youre sleeping.
(DIRK): -little things would be familiar to jake. the weight of dirk's arms as the coil around his shoulders, the slow slide of his fingers as they card through his hair. all deliberately planted memories to sooth the pain of them being just that -- memories, but a reminder as well that it won't be that way much longer. don't lose hope, don't lose heart.-
(DIRK): -smiles behind the gentle kisses despite jake's attempts to greedily steal the sweet expressions all for himself with each peck.- Tell me more about how pretty I am.
JAKE: It must be your hair. Or how easy it looks for you to wake... if i can just kiss you enough times. -kisses with barely restrained persistence, his voice a breathless sound against Dirk's lips. But it's true, the familiarity was sticking for Jake. As well as highlighting how lonely he was without it all. The aching feeling echoes loudly back to Brain Ghost most of all.-
(DIRK): -his reply comes first in a rumble, desperate and needy from his chest and past jake's lips with a yearning for more of their taste if such a thing were possible.- Seems like a theory you oughta test.
(DIRK): If anyone has the power to break Sleeping Beauty's spell, it would be you. -surely jake can feel the smirk on his lips, offering the kind of smugness that only surfaces when he's content enough to tease. naturally, the playful tug at jake's hair goes hand-in-hand with it all.-
JAKE: You are... one arrogant daffy dirk. -readily slips arms around him when his hair is tugged. Given the difference in their statures, Jake's hefty loom is one that brings Dirk closer. One hand along his back, the other rubbing fingers in search of skin to stroke.- But... it could be daffy enough to work?
JAKE: Id try anything once.
(DIRK): -hangs off of jake's neck with arms still secured around him, his weight sinking into the others and warm breath puffing against his skin as he noses there. his own flesh is soft to the touch, radiating a lively heat that seems to worsen as jake explores the expanses of it.- I know you would.
(DIRK): Gotta love that adventurous spirit.
JAKE: -Familiar enough with Dirk's body to know full well what he would find if he let his hands do a little exploring. But it was getting dark out and Jake found himself caught in a crossroads of sorts. He clears his throat, swaying with Dirk's weight.- Maybe its... pointless to voice these concerns. You can read my mind and all.
JAKE: But i realize the evening can go one of two ways. One where i can be decisively responsible and the other... where i fail to give two hoots about responsibility. -pauses then, feeling the heat rising up to his ears.- Well.
JAKE: Maybe not so much about one of those hoots i think.
(DIRK): -pulls away just enough to watch him speak, very carefully, and with the same kind of deliberance he frames jake's face in his hands again. gazes intensely into his emerald eyes.-
(DIRK): Do you want to fuck your Brain Ghost Husband, Jake?
JAKE: -the blush blotches up in his face all over again, entrapped by the intensity of Dirk's gaze. Mustache twitches as he sputters, abashed and kind of mortified about it.- Y-you.... Its just...
JAKE: Its been a long day!!! Was i reading the signals wrong??
(DIRK): Not at all. -draws him into another kiss, soft and slow.-
(DIRK): I just love seeing that dumbfounded look on your face. -don't even play, jake. this is exactly how you want this scenario to go. it couldn't possibly get anymore Dirk.-
JAKE: Yeah butmmh... -Oh he could feel that kiss all the way to his knees. Jake feels his eyelids flutter.- There was this note of... desperate desire. I could be the only one of us feeling that.
JAKE: And. -trails off, melting into the kiss a minute.-
JAKE: I really do think youre pretty. And it leaves me to reflect on...
JAKE: What wed be doing if i could... get away with it.
JAKE: So it really could all just be me.
(DIRK): Maybe. But would it be the first time you indulged in a little fantasy about me all on your own? -peppers more sweet pecks to his lips, his voice hushed when he speaks again.-
(DIRK): Still, I can't imagine there would ever be an iteration of Dirk Strider that wouldn't desire you desperately.
JAKE: I think thats uh.... -forgets his train of thought in favor of slipping a hand up to rub at the spanse of Dirk's back under his shirt.- An invitation?
(DIRK): -a shiver seems to roll up his spine at the touch, drawing him in that much closer.- You got it, baby.
(DIRK): To ravage this phantasmal ass.
JAKE: -feels the shiver under his very fingertips and swallows hard. Also noticing the particular way Dirk was pressing closer. Jake straightens himself up again.- I wouldnt ravage...
JAKE: I could be... gentle! With marital tenderness! -He SAYS this but his hand is also resting at Dirk's rump still.-
(DIRK): You could do a lot of things.
(DIRK): But there's no need to be coy about it. It's whatever you want, after all. -swishes his backside against jake's palm.-
JAKE: -sweats about the ass rubbing under his palm. He swears he's not doing it himself! But... then again... Jake clears his throat, looking this way and that. Conscious that someone might see them and their illicit soiree.- Theres every reason to be coy about it.
(DIRK): Where would you like to meet up?
(DIRK): The only limit is your imagination.
(DIRK): Which I know full well is very nearly limitless. -traces a finger down his chest-
(DIRK): But I suspect you're going to withhold this information, so let me dip into your thoughts myself. -dramatic pause.-
(DIRK): Now that's what I call lewd. -just fucking with him again...-
JAKE: What!!!!! -his heart his thudding like mad and for one honest second, he wonders what the hell Dirk could have pulled out of his head. Was it the jeep?? The cargo bay??? The engine room again???? SO MANY POSSIBILITIES and Jake is embarrassed about every single one of them.-
(DIRK): -any. all of the above.-
(DIRK): The jeep sounds fun. I am in the mood for a rough ride. -starts to pull and drift away from him.-
(DIRK): You'll see me there.
JAKE: I uh... -is left there standing, slack-jawed and stupid.-
JAKE: Christopher fucking columbus. -Does any of this stop Jake from quickly gathering up the tools scattered around and scurrying off towards the Jeep? Hell no.-
(DIRK): -he will find dirk waiting for him in the roomy back seat, sprawled out in such a way that blurs the lines between alluring and downright ridiculous. but will jake care about the difference? doubtful.-
JAKE: -Good because everything about Jake pressing his face at the glass of the Jeep windows is ridiculous. Holy toledo, he's sure glad these are tinted. Opens the door with a sweaty collar and a sheepish grin on his face.- You know they make these with compactable for more space and all...
JAKE: -Oh shit, someone might hear him talking in the loading dock. Time to climb inside.-
(DIRK): Then you oughta break this shit down. We're gonna need the room. -shifts so he's out of the way, while also slowly peeling off his shirt, providing the bear chested sight of him as an incentive to get on with the expansion of space.-
JAKE: Sir yes sir. -eyes are round and gawking like an idiot at the BRAIN GHOST SEXINESS. It's like a dream come true and he married this?? Jake is scrambling to lower the appropriate hatch of the back seat, as well as dropping blankets from his sylladex. Always prepared for emergencies.-
JAKE: -By the time he's satisfied, the windshield sunshade is in place and the doors are locked. Maximum privacy in the jeep has been achieved.-
JAKE: -is also positively red in the face by the time he sits to face Dirk. It's all about the process as he tugs his boots off and tosses them in the front seat. Just a little something more to appreciate.-
(DIRK): -as jake turns to him, he's in the process of tucking away his shades. nothing to come between jake and enjoying those pretty amber eyes that he flashes at him with a lazy smile to match. with jake now in the process of getting out of his cumbersome garments, dirk begins crawling over to him to offer a distraction, wordlessly capturing his lips in another kiss the moment he finds himself in his space.-
JAKE: -There's a whole lot of excitement to be had for Jake, given the maddened way his heart skips as Dirk closes the space between them. His breath puffs with his inability to contain it all and as their lips lock, Jake totally forgets about trying to wiggle out of his clothes.-
JAKE: -Instead, his hands come to stroke at Dirk's neck... until fingers are carding and then pulling his hair loose. Greedy for the long locks, Jake cradles his head between two hands as he ravishes him with kisses.-
(DIRK): -jake can feel the shudder running up and down his body just at the simple caress along his neck and into his hair. the gasp caught in his throat makes it all the more difficult to return these kisses, but he makes up for it with teeth clamping down sharply on jake's lower lip. he knows how much he enjoys that.-
JAKE: -the sharp nip of teeth at his bottom lip sure get things heated for Jake. A pleased rumble escapes him, melting into the small space between them. With his back still inclined against the front seat, he has no problem bringing arms-- bringing Dirk-- onto his lap. And with the help of the newfound elevation, Jake returns the small bites in kind. Scraping teeth and sucking small spots over the skin of his bare chest. All in gruff, needy affection.-
(DIRK): -each nip at his skin invokes pleasured sounds, growing louder the more insistant jake becomes. his fingers latch onto jake's hair, digging into his scalp while the roll of his hips dig similarly into his lap, grinding his PHANTASMAL ERECTION against jake's -- which obviously he has to have a boner now that biting is involved.-
JAKE: -DAMN THAT PHANTASMAL ERECTION. A very real sheen of sweat springs to Jake's flushed brow the more Dirk ruts against him. The ache for friction so good on his trapped hard-on, any other worries were spiralling out of sight and out of mind. Thank their lucky starts for the blackout window tints.-
JAKE: Heavens to... fucking betsy. -pants, arms tightening around his brain ghost husband as if for dear life. But it's all to bring Dirk in a recline against his chest, taking the weight off his lap for Jake to get at loosening the pants off those shapely Strider legs.-
(DIRK): -nuzzles against the side of jake's head from this new angle, leaving a few kisses behind before he focuses on helping him get out of his pants. he wiggles each leg free until they're bare and returns to his post on jake's lap, now fumbling with the button and fly of his shorts, returning the favor.-
JAKE: -Free at last! But not without some awkward shifting of limbs and bare asses from the both of them. Jake tries to focus on the task of shimmying out of his shorts instead of snorting.- Ouch- oh. Drat. -Gets Dirk sitting back on his lap, dicks out and socks on. The joke even passes in his head, so he's sure the brain ghost would have picked up on it.- Hehehehe.
(DIRK): -snorts along with him, leaning in to steal a quick kiss admist jake's giggling.- You're a dork. -says matter-of-factly while, just as nonchalantly, curls his fingers around both their lengths to commence the frotting. is this the kind of friction he's aching for?-
(DIRK): An adorable dork. -gasps out softly, heat cooking at his neck and face all over again.-
JAKE: Adorable dork... of the sexual variety it seems! -grins into the short kiss, which is soon expunged when Dirk takes a hold of him. Jake sighs out with much satisfaction, spreading his legs to grant further access for the hand working over him. Something about the angle in the cramped space of their jeep made this whole experience even better for Jake. So when he leans in to snatch another kiss from Dirk, he can feel and taste the salt beginning to sheen on his skin.-
(DIRK): -it's exciting to be so closely confined, and yet to some degree, feel so exposed in this somewhat public setting. these are thoughts he is naturally sharing with jake with each jerk of his hips and every slide of his palm over their heated skin. as eager as he always is, it's not long before he picks up the pace of his rhythm.-
(DIRK): A man has to admit his vices. And I am fatally attracted to you gettin' a good chortle out of your own jokes-- Hhh... Fuck... -and he's laughing again between staggered puffs of breath. case in point, he is definitely getting off on this. it's incredibly silly.-
JAKE: Ohhh im getting a good... something or other. -In the midst of all the snickering and silliness, the heat is cranking up for Jake. Especially when he has his mind set on ACTION. He follows the tension coiling in his belly, rolling with Dirk back against the flat bed of the Jeep. All lined with blankets for cushioning.- Mmmmmm......!!! -planting sloppy kisses on his chest. Giving the pecs plenty of goofy affection and attention.-
(DIRK): -WHOOMPH. there he goes onto his back with another huff and a laugh. settled among the blankets, he pets encouragingly at jake's hair, welcoming all these kisses.- Mm. Good boy. -scratches behind his ear. hehehe.-
JAKE: Thats me now? -takes the opportunity to LICK a whole line from Dirk's chest to his collar. Then kissing rise of his adam's apple. Meanwhile, all these frisky touches remind Jake he still has a shirt to peel off. Poised over Dirk, he starts tugging the shirt over his head.- Whoop.
(DIRK): -jesus, he's a shivering mess underneath jake by the time he's leaving that shirt behind. with a now bare chested jake looming over him, he starts feeling up his soft warm skin with a reignited eagerness. he looks absolutely love drunk peering at his husband from where he lies.-
(DIRK): Lets keep this escalatin'. -his pressing tone matches his excitement, but not quite as much as the way his dick twitches needily between them, his legs spreading like its second nature.-
JAKE: -Aw jeez... and the pretty picture Dirk paints. Meeting the melt of those orange eyes, he remembers all his horndog enthusiasm from before. Kneeling and hooking the spread legs around him. The air sure felt hot and muggy with their combined breath and was possibly even collecting at the windows by this point. But Jake only had eyes for Dirk, audibly pondering all the ways he COULD escalate things.- I suppose i could... work up to that. -circles his thumbs in the dips of his hips. An utter dork.- Were going the whole nine yards?
(DIRK): Is that what you want? -asks helpfully. of course he's teasing him. this is his fantasy after all, even if dirk is in part holding the reins on this vessel here, so to speak.-
(DIRK): Obviously, that's what I have consistently wanted in almost every sexual encounter we've had over the years we've been romantically involved. And also when we weren't, limiting the sexual encounters to my imagination. -even while he pokes fun, his hips rise into jake's touch. he can play all he likes, but he can only be perceived as just as needy.-
