Room 222 | Sunday Morning

[pursuedthestars]

Jim hadn't wasted any time in getting back to his room. Hey, he would almost welcome Jackson's presence after all that time without privacy. He didn't mind the bouncy castles but man, the novelty wore off quick and he didn't like rolling over in the middle of the night and ending up splayed against the side of a castle with plastic up his nose.

He'd brought Natalie the snake back first, setting her up on his bed so she could slither around and do her snake thing before going back and getting the rest of his stuff. He'd dropped all that on the floor beside his bed and stretched before flopping down beside Natalie.

Who was still a snake.

"You ever gonna change back?" he asked idly, not expecting a response. He got none. Jim sighed and tucked an arm under his head. Snakes were not great conversation partners.

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[pursuedthestars]

"Maybe not but presentation is just that: presentation. It doesn't have anything but opinion and assumption behind it," he replied quietly. "Anyone can make a guilty man look innocent if they're talented enough. Still not the truth."

[whenshewasnice]

"No, talent is actually making him innocent," Natalie retorted. "It's stretching the definition of what counts as truth until your desired claim fits."

[pursuedthestars]

"And then you basically damn an innocent man to a punishment he doesn't deserve because you want to be talented," he exhaled. "Hope you feel good about yourself after that one."

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm personally reserving moral judgment," she replied as she glanced down, her hand still moving. Even palmed the head of his cock. Because. "Just pointing out how truth works and how unreliable it is."

[pursuedthestars]

"I'd still win."

He was confident, yes.

[whenshewasnice]

"Doubtful."

She made her grasp firmer.

[pursuedthestars]

"Says you."

He breathed harshly a few times before he settled down.

"I'm influential as all hell."

[whenshewasnice]

"Charming, maybe." This time, her hand didn't let up again. And she made her strokes just a little bit quicker, too. "Smart, too. But you have idealistic ideas."

[pursuedthestars]

"Nothing wrong with that," he mumbled, closing his eyes and breathing quicker. "World would be a pretty dour place with idealism."

[whenshewasnice]

"Maybe." She half smirked at seeing his reactions. Her hand kept moving. "But they wouldn't help you against me."

Although she had her own idealistic notions, too. And not quite enough self-awareness about them yet.

[pursuedthestars]

"I wouldn't use my idealism against you," he told her, shaking his head and raising his hips into her hand because he couldn't help himself. "I'd use other methods."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie rewarded his reactions by brushing her thumb against the sensitive spots along the underside. See how nice she was?

"I still don't think you'd have a chance."

[pursuedthestars]

"You haven't seen me at my best," he mumbled, curling his fingers into the sheets and pushing his head back against his pillow. "Not even close. I'm a genius."

[whenshewasnice]

"You're also smug and cocky." Traits she liked but still. Keeping up the steady movements of her hand, she shifted a little. Made a little more room between her legs. For reasons. "Can you keep those traits in check? It seems crucial."

[pursuedthestars]

"When I want to." He just tended not to want to keep those traits in check. He liked being cocky and smug and right now, he was cocky and smug and full of pleasure. "Has to be a good reason for me to do it."

[whenshewasnice]

"Hmmm. And court is a good enough reason?"

She palmed the head again, then went back to stroking. A nice, steady pace with nice, steady firmness. She intended to keep him full of pleasure. She wanted some of her own as well, though, which was why her free hand was sneaking down between her own legs.

She could multitask.

[pursuedthestars]

"Not that I ever think I'll be in court but yeah," he said breathily, arching his hips into her hand again and lowering them back down. "Yeah, it'd be a good reason."

[whenshewasnice]

"You don't think you'll ever be in court?"

The movements of her hand got just a touch more erratic – for just a moment, anyway – when the fingers of her other hand just barely teased at the warmth and wetness between her own legs.

"Why not?"

Oh look, her voice got a little breathier there too.

[pursuedthestars]

Jim heard the change in her voice but didn't immediately say or do anything about it. Too caught up in his own pleasure. He arched his hips into her hand again.

"Because I don't want to be a lawyer or a politician or anything like that," he said. "If I'm in a court of law, it's because I'll have gotten arrested."

[whenshewasnice]

There wasn't anything she was expecting him to do or say, anyway. Hey, they were just having a friendly conversation here, right? Nothing sexual was even happening, really.

Except for how it was. Two fingers pushed in but she mostly swallowed the gasp that followed. "And you're not expecting to get arrested, either?" she wondered, with a few firmer strokes. Upping the intensity.

[pursuedthestars]

"You never know," he mumbled, squirming just a bit before breathing out harshly. "Sometimes, stuff just happens and you have to deal with it."

[whenshewasnice]

"Guess so," Natalie agreed. Still stroking him, and still watching him. That alone was a thrill, but so were the now slick fingers on her other hand rubbing over her clit, which they did.

"Well, we'll probably never be in court against each other," she breathed.

[pursuedthestars]

"What are you doing?" he asked, pulling his eyes open and peering down at her even as she continued to stroke and he continued to hurtle towards not being able to hold on much longer.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie exhaled a chuckle. It sounded a little harsh. "What do you think?"

[pursuedthestars]

"I thought you wanted to have sex," he mumbled, licking his lips and thrusting his hips up again and again.