[ pretty as sizhui is, jason might just panic if he heard the word marriage. not that it was about to happen when jason could barely show his ugly mug around here. sizhui kept him on a tight leash... as far as he knew, anyway.
sometimes, this world is frustrating. the language barrier and culture barrier for sure, but sizhui made up for it enough jason wouldn't mind if he really was stranded here. this? just makes it all the more tempting to give up the ruse; staying here wouldn't be so bad. it's a lot more than he had waiting for him back on his earth. fuck the titans, fuck dick grayson. this... this is the best he's gonna get, a million years away. worth the culture shock, for sure.
mooncakes isn't the only thing jason tastes on sizhui's tongue, the lingering sweetness of alcohol there when he follows the teasing slip of tongue back into sizhui's mouth with his own tongue. past sizhui's soft lips, his tongue runs along the row of sizhui's teeth before tangling with his tongue. his arm curls around sizhui's waist, tugging him closer when there's no real space on the bench anyway. pretty scenery for memory, but jason's thinking now that they should have slipped inside. this would be a lot more comfortable in bed, he's thinking. ]
no subject
sometimes, this world is frustrating. the language barrier and culture barrier for sure, but sizhui made up for it enough jason wouldn't mind if he really was stranded here. this? just makes it all the more tempting to give up the ruse; staying here wouldn't be so bad. it's a lot more than he had waiting for him back on his earth. fuck the titans, fuck dick grayson. this... this is the best he's gonna get, a million years away. worth the culture shock, for sure.
mooncakes isn't the only thing jason tastes on sizhui's tongue, the lingering sweetness of alcohol there when he follows the teasing slip of tongue back into sizhui's mouth with his own tongue. past sizhui's soft lips, his tongue runs along the row of sizhui's teeth before tangling with his tongue. his arm curls around sizhui's waist, tugging him closer when there's no real space on the bench anyway. pretty scenery for memory, but jason's thinking now that they should have slipped inside. this would be a lot more comfortable in bed, he's thinking. ]