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Date: 2017-01-06 10:02 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴘᴏᴏʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴏʀʀᴏᴡ ᴡᴀᴠᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴊᴏʏ)
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Actually...

[But Zenyatta breaks off there and instead slides into a considering sound. He taps a finger against his chin.]

... well. In that case. One moment-

[aaand he's hanging up. Jamie's granted around two minutes' worth of peace and quiet before his door is abruptly opened and a certain robot monk invites himself in.]

Hello, Jamie. Please don't make a scene.

[yes hello he is definitely trying to pick him up.]

Date: 2017-01-07 08:22 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀᴅɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛꜱ)
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[Really, Zenyatta thinks what he's doing is perfectly self-explanatory, but even he's not suicidal or smart-assy enough to point that out. He waits patiently for Jamie to finish his kicking and squirming before he answers, with a broad smile lighting up his voice.]

Completely, I fear. [He watches the toy bounce below his feet for a moment, then shakes his head.] You are welcome to make yourself comfortable.

[because he's not planning on putting him down any time soon. With a brief glance outside to make sure they won't be spotted- he cares for Jamie's modesty, even if Jamie himself does not- he floats the two of them back into his own room, already candlelit and dreamy with joss sticks.]

Date: 2017-01-07 10:03 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ)
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[Oh, if Zenyatta had a mouth he'd definitely be smiling to himself. Jamie's said he wouldn't do a lot of things over the course of their relationship, platonic or otherwise, and he can count the number of them that have stuck on one hand.]

[soothingly] Of course not. I would never.

[With the doors closed behind him he settles back onto the cushions, only putting Jamie down again to wriggle, feline, out of his trousers. That he isn't wearing his modesty plating doesn't much bother him. He's not erect- he won't be too uncomfortable.]

Date: 2017-01-07 10:15 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ)
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[Zenyatta, meanwhile, simply gives a soft, contented sigh and stretches himself out alongside him, enjoying the gentle tug on his joints and the warm of Jamie's body.]

Oh, Jamie. [Fondly, all but gazing sideways at him. After a moment he edges closer still until their foreheads boop together; all the while one hand edges up towards the back of Jamie's head, stroking lightly through the fine, soft tufts of hair, like duckling fluff.]

Date: 2017-01-07 10:22 pm (UTC)
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[serenely:] Your very presence is helping me enormously.

[Zenyatta nestles a little more closely into the cushions, before, on an impulse, he hooks a leg across Jamie's scrawny hips, bringing them just that little bit closer together.]

Date: 2017-01-07 10:30 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴀ ᴄᴀɴᴏᴘʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀᴇᴇꜱ)
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[It does about as much good as a kitten's hiss. Zenyatta's already curling his way around Jamie's body even more, lacing one arm under Jamie's neck and the other across his waist to stroke the skinny plane of his back, feeling the ribs through his skin. He's bony and sinewy, hardly easy to hold, but he welcomes him as though he were sewn from the finest silk.]

Date: 2017-01-08 04:50 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱʟɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡɪʟᴅʟʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱʟɪᴘ)
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[It's such an odd question even from Junkrat that it stills Zenyatta's hands instantly. He raises his head from the pillow.]

Are you asking me why I want to lie with you like this? [Somehow, he makes it sound like an absolutely ridiculous question he's condescended to answer out of sheer benevolence.

Which he does, with a genuinely thoughtful little noise.]


To share my satisfaction with you. To enjoy your company. [He hums.] Mostly, I simply like the way you feel.

[Which he demonstrates only too eagerly, resuming his lazy petting down the back of Jamie's neck.]

Date: 2017-01-08 05:53 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴀ ᴄᴀɴᴏᴘʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀᴇᴇꜱ)
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[Little by little, the tension melts away from Jamie's muscles beneath the insistent stroke of his fingertips, light and even and rhythmic. Pressure sensors register the unexpected smoothness between old scars and textures, the blood moving beneath in steady pumps. Calmer than he expected.

The junker's eyes crack open a little. Zenyatta keeps going, but as words rise to his vocaliser he discards them and, instead, begins to hum: a light, fluted folk song from the villages near the Shambali monastery. His voicebox doubles over, polyphonic as it replicates the floating tones of the bansuri and the delicate sārangī.

Even hearing it in his own voice makes him feel sleepy and peaceful. Vibrating gently with the sound, he edges all the closer and nestles into Jamie's longer frame.]

Date: 2017-01-09 05:56 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴊᴀɪ ɢᴜʀᴜ ᴅᴇᴠᴀ ᴏᴍ)
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[Jamie could leave, Zenyatta realises hazily. Modesty has never been a real concern for him, much less dignity; if the mood took him he could all too easily just spring up and away from him and back to his room without a backwards glance. Iris only knew, he could be unpredictable enough.

But he doesn't. Instead, he goes out of his way to prove just how unpredictable he is and drops his arm over the delicate pistons and structures of his waist with an audible clink of metal-on-metal.

Startled, the tune breaks off and he lifts his head to stare- but Jamie's eyes are closed, if not peacefully or contentedly then in resignation.

Slowly, hesitantly, Zenyatta continues to hum. As he does so he draws one hand down Jamie's hip, feeling intently across the bony nub of his pelvis, fingers large enough to cup his ass without urgency.]

Date: 2017-01-09 06:20 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇꜱᴛ)
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[The melody bleeds into a soft, sunny little laugh, and though Jamie has put his song in hold Zenyatta's hand continues its idle path up and down his flank.]

I said as much earlier, did I not? I just want to touch you. [He nestles closer still to his side, until he's half-wedged under Jamie's shoulder.]

I do not often get the chance to take my time. We do tend to get carried away...

Date: 2017-01-09 06:44 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ʙʟɪɴᴅʟʏ)
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[That earns a louder laugh from Zenyatta, rich and warm as cream soup, and in this moment he isn't sure he's ever felt more affectionate towards Jamie.]

I apologise. We "tin cans" can be somewhat literal. [Is that sarcasm in his voice? At the very least it's a hefty dose of irony.] ... honestly. You are the limit.

[Humming pleasantly, he skims his hand down the back of Jamie's thigh and then presses between them, ever so slightly, with his thumb.]

Date: 2017-01-10 03:43 pm (UTC)
tekhartha: (ᴅʀɪꜰᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ)
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[Are they doing anything in particular, Zenyatta asks himself, lazily? No. Not particularly.]

Now. Later. In the end, what is the difference? [He twists his hand a little to ease the pressure on his wrist joint, dipping between Jamie's legs with his fingers instead. Still wet, yes, and soft, and deliciously supple to the advance of his touches.

His forefinger slides between the lips of his cunt, stroking each fold with infinite care.]
I am simply enjoying the moment.

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