After Summer Bash from Hell [Backdated, Closed]

[jasonwright]

Warning: NSFW probs lol

It doesn't normally take long to put out the fire in a fire-pit, but Jason's a bit distracted at the moment. He wants to get downstairs and this stupid fire is keeping him from that. Iris has already gathered up all the s'more supplies and is waiting at the rooftop door for him and she looks eager to get out of here as well.

Finally the last of the flames die out and Jason's comfortable the fire won't rekindle. He grabs the blanket and pillows off the bench and follows Iris to the door.

"Alright," he smiles. "Ready when you are?"

Comments

[littleredsiren]

"I hope you feel the same then, because I plan on saying it a lot too," Iris chuckles, tracing her finger over a scar on his chest.

[jasonwright]

"I think I can already promise you I feel the same on that."

[littleredsiren]

"Good."

She pauses then, visibly hesitant. "Can I ask you a question? You don't have to answer if you don't want to, or if it makes you uncomfortable or anything."

[jasonwright]

Her change in tone makes Jason sit up a bit. "Yeah. Anything. What's up?"

[littleredsiren]

Iris bites her lip, really not wanting to upset him. "Where did your scars come from?" she asks, gently touching one. She's looked at them enough now that she's gotten curious, wanting to know as much about him as she can.

[jasonwright]

"Oh, these?" he asks, touching where her hand is. He has more, mostly on his back. Different stories for different scars. The question doesn't make him uncomfortable, he just hopes not to upset Iris with his answer. "These came from when I fought for money. It was more of a "use your fists or whatever you can to win" deal sometimes."

[littleredsiren]

Iris rests her chin on his chest, frowning slightly. "That's... scary to think about," she shivers. "You don't still do that, right?"

[jasonwright]

"No, oh god no," he reassures, reaching to play with the ends of her hair. "That's one of the main reasons I left Alaska. It wasn't legal and I was getting tired."

[littleredsiren]

"Good," she murmurs, pressing a soft kiss against one of the scars. Her stomach had been turning at the mere thought that he might still be doing something so dangerous. That he might get taken away from her for something so small. But his reassurances, and the feeling of him playing with her hair, calm her down and her mind wanders once more. "Are the ones on your back from that too?"

[jasonwright]

He feels her relax and knows it's only because she was worried about him. The fighting was dumb. He knew it at the time, but the money definitely clouded his judgement. It was probably good that little ring was busted up, because it got Jason away from that lifestyle and he quickly realized the toll it took on his body.

"No. Remember I told you I fell into the Bering Strait? Scar on my shoulder blade is from that. I caught a rough edge of one of the cages when I fell. The ones on my lower back are from when I accidentally fell through a window...I seem to fall a lot..."

[littleredsiren]

Iris hisses in sympathy, clamping her eyes shut as she tries to banish the mental images that brings up. "No more falling please," she half-jokingly begs. "I don't like the idea of you getting seriously hurt like that..."

[jasonwright]

"I really try not to, love," he smiles softly at her concern. "I'll get hurt sometimes. But it's okay, I make it through."

[littleredsiren]

"Nope." She opens her eyes, glaring up at him. "No more. Ever. I forbid it."

[jasonwright]

He eyes her. "What if I get a papercut?"

[littleredsiren]

Iris raises her eyebrows at him, pursing her lips. "What did I just say? No."

[jasonwright]

"So I'll just never get hurt again...I'm capable of preventing that?"

[littleredsiren]

"If I forbid it, you have to listen. That's how this siren stuff works, right?" she asks, tilting her head.

[jasonwright]

"You aren't even using your powers right now, sweetie," he matches her tilt.

[littleredsiren]

"Aren't I?" she responds, fluttering her lashes at him. She knows she's acting like an idiot right now but its so easy to fall into goofy territory when it comes to Jason.

[jasonwright]

He smirks at her, leaning over to kiss her. "I can tell when you use your powers, Iris. Just because I'm naturally smitten with you doesn't mean you're using them."

[littleredsiren]

She laughs at that, kissing him back. "Aww... Okay. You're right this time. But just watch. One day I'm gonna get really good at it and trick you," Iris warns, flicking his nose affectionately.

[jasonwright]

"That's the goal. Practice until I can't even tell anymore." He grins and tugs her back into his arms.

[littleredsiren]

Iris squirms in his grip until she's comfortable, letting out a heavy sigh. "That sounds like a lot of work..."

[jasonwright]

"It does, doesn't it?" He rests his chin on top of her head. "Just stay with me in bed instead."

[littleredsiren]

"Bed sounds good. You in bed sounds better. We'll just order delivery every day so we don't have to get out, okay?" she giggles, reaching up to run her hand over his cheek.