You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye {Iris}

[jasonwright]

 Jason had promised to take Iris out on a date one day. And now that everything seemed to be getting back to normal in town, they agreed that tonight would be the night. With a half day of work put in at the shop, Jason headed back to the apartment for a shower and a change of clothes when he saw his reflection in the mirror and realized just how much he'd let himself go. So with Alfredo by his side, he made his way to a hair shop nearby. The ladies there were very nice and trimmed his hair and beard a bit. They even asked permission to style his hair differently, and figuring, hell, he should look a little put together, he agreed. 

He left the salon feeling like a new man and, very painstakingly, sent Iris a text to let her know that he'd meet her at the apartment. After running one more errand, he heads back to their home. 



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[littleredsiren]

Iris slips her arms around his neck, kissing him properly. "I don't know... I have a few ideas but I don't know if you'd be interested," she grins against his lips.

[jasonwright]

His arms wrap around her waist and he smiles, kissing her lightly a few times. "You should try me. I'm a pretty open guy."

[littleredsiren]

Sliding her hands down his chest, Iris kisses along his jaw, teasingly light. "Really? Wanna help me work some of this energy off them?" she purrs.

[jasonwright]

Jason's eyes close and he tries, really tries to keep his head from clouding over. But Iris has this effect on him. "Yup. Yeah I really wanna help you."

[littleredsiren]

Iris lets her hands drift lower, brushing against the waistband on his jeans. "Good. You can start by getting rid of these," she chuckles, nipping at his neck.

[jasonwright]

"Anything you want," he grins. Jason unbuckles his belt and unfastens his jeans, pushing them off his hips before his hands are back on Iris.

[littleredsiren]

Iris grins back, a slightly predatory looking grin now, and presses against him. She reaches up and slides her arms around his neck as she kisses him hard, tugging at his lower lip with her teeth.

[jasonwright]

God, he loves this side of Iris. His hands immediately slide down the small of her back and over her butt as she pulls at his lip. A low moan escapes from him as he instinctively presses his hips against hers.

[littleredsiren]

Iris shivers slightly at the light touch of his fingers on her back. Twining her fingers into his hair, she sucks lightly at his lower lip and tugs at the locks caught between her fingers.

[jasonwright]

Jason leans over Iris, his arms wrapping just around her butt before he lifts her up off her feet. In a short movement, he carries her to the bed and sets her down, crawling over her. He immediately starts kissing over her jaw and down her neck, reaching down to slide the straps of her bra over her shoulders.

[littleredsiren]

She shivers at his kisses, tilting her head back to give him better access to her neck as her own fingers drift down his sides. Needily, she arches slightly to press her hips against his.

[jasonwright]

Kissing over the top her breasts, Jason brushes his lips teasingly over Iris' skin. He slips a hand underneath her as she arches against him, unhooking her bra and sliding it off.

[littleredsiren]

Iris lifts herself up slightly to help, then lets herself fall back against the sheets, tugging him up to kiss him hard, fingers tracing lines down his side.

[jasonwright]

He returns the kiss eagerly as he tangles a hand in her hair, enjoying how soft it is. Jason tugs lightly at her lip, his other hand reaching down to cup her breast.

[littleredsiren]

A soft sigh slips out of her lips as she presses into his hand. The gentle tingles from that touch mix with the feeling of him toying with her hair and all she wants to do is melt into him. Iris slides her hands down to his hips, hooking her fingers into the waist of his boxers as they kiss.

[jasonwright]

He shivers slightly as Iris' fingers trail down his skin before they stop at his boxers and Jason presses himself against her, urging her to keep going. He tilts his head to kiss along her neck where he knows Iris is the most sensitive, brushing his beard against her skin as he goes.

[littleredsiren]

A low moan slips out of her throat at the mix of soft kisses and the roughness of his beard. Iris takes his encouraging movements and drags her fingers lower, stroking him through the fabric of the boxers. Her other hand slides back up to his hair, tangling into the locks.

[jasonwright]

Jason's breath hitches and he slowly moves into her hand, consumed by how good this feels. His hands wander along Iris' sides, rubbing circles over her soft skin. Leaning back up, he catches her lips in a deep kiss.

[littleredsiren]

She moans softly against his lips, pressing a little more firmly as she strokes him through the fabric. Iris nips gently at his lower lip as she drags her other hand through his hair, silently revelling in her luck at finding someone who suits her so perfectly.

[jasonwright]

His hand slips down Iris' thigh, over her underwear, and between her legs, urging them apart. He rubs her gently at first, encouraged by the sensation she's bringing out of Jason as she touches him. He has a strong desire to give Iris anything she wants, to return the favour for everything wonderful she's given him.

[littleredsiren]

Iris lets out a low moan, pausing in her motions as small shocks of pleasure start to roll through her. Her fingers tighten in his hair and she resumes kissing him, a little more forceful now, sucking at his lower lip.

[jasonwright]

The way Iris kisses him drives Jason insane. He tugs at the hem of her underwear, lifting her up enough to slide them down before he presses his hand more firmly against her and pushes his fingers inside. "I love you," he moans into her lips.

[littleredsiren]

Iris moans in response, pushing back against his fingers needily. "I love you too," she manages to get out, her voice trembling as she breaks the kiss. Tilting her head, she presses a kiss against his throat, kissing a line up to a sensitive point behind his ear before sucking lightly at it.

[jasonwright]

Jason closes his eyes and tilts his head, chills running down his back as her lips brush against his sensitive skin. He needs to be with Iris, needs to be consumed by her. He moves his fingers teasingly slow before sliding his hand to her hip, blindly reaching with his free hand for the nightstand. Fumbling to grab a condom, Jason moves back over Iris, smiling as he leans down to kiss her.

[littleredsiren]

She protests softly when he moves away, wrapping her arms around his neck and tugging him back on top of her. Iris presses against him as he kisses her, letting herself melt into his touch.