The Clooney Estate

[Raine Gregory]

Elliot picking her up definitely came as a surprise to Raine. She didn't really think that he was going to go along with her fantasy of boning in Jack's bedroom but yeah, she wasn't going to complain! Batman wasn't exactly arousing normally but something about being in here and knowing that Jack was going to be unknowingly sleeping in the same spot where they'd rolled around naked and sweaty was such a turn on. What was wrong with her? God, she had strange turn ons. "God, you're hot." She was definitely plastered but not so drunk that he would have to feel like he was taking advantage of her which was good, right? Ain't nobody got time to have a too drunk to bang girlfriend! "So hot..."

Did they have condoms? She was on birth control so they didn't really need to use a condom but she wasn't sure how comfortable that she was with that yet. What if she got pregnant and ended up like Esme, Thalia, Dexxie, Kat and apparently Avery? She wasn't going to give up her dreams of being a ballerina and going to Julliard because she and Elliot were too irresponsible to properly protect themselves. But what if he didn't have a condom? She couldn't imagine that Jack would considering that he was a gay virgin and her damn teenage hormones simply would not tolerate this not happening. She was taking her birth control regularly and .. Maybe that would be enough after all. She knew that Esme had just straight up not been on anything when she got herself knocked up.

Yep, this was going to happen whether they had a condom or not!

She would just be more comfortable if they used one! She bit down on her bottom lip and tried to think back to if she had a condom in her purse.. Nope, where was her purse anyway? She honestly couldn't remember where she'd left it. Oops. Did Elliot keep condoms? She reached into one of his back pockets to grab his billfold because well.. If he didn't have a condom on him then they'd have to dig around the 'Bat cave' only to probably be left disappointed. But luckily for them, she found a condom and all was once again right with her world.

"Elliot... Do you wanna do this?" She didn't doubt that he did but you never know.. Consent is important! "I don't want to pressure you into anything that you don't want." Wasn't that what he was suppose to be telling her?

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Jett had just finished his cup when Danny was standing up and and looking around. What was he looking for? Did he have to pee? Jett gave him a questioning look but before he could ask what he was looking for, he was being pulled up. "Okay!" Jett happily agreed and followed. He smiled at the ground as Danny led the way with their hand laced together. It's not like Jack saw because he had been in a hand off war with Baker over the bong for the past five minutes. "Where are we-" He asked as Danny stopped inside of a back room.

As soon as the door shut, Danny was pushing Jett against the wall and holding his hands above his head. He was not really expecting that and tensed his body up, readying himself for whatever he was about to get handed to him. Instead, he was greeted with a trail of kisses up his neck and he almost literally quivered when he had gotten to his jawline. Damn this kid knew where to hit. "You don't have to hold back." Jett said, narrowing his eyes as a sly smile crept over his lips. That probably sounded a lot worse than what he intended, but he wasn't about to stop and take it back.

He momentarily tensed up when he felt Danny at the waistband of his boxers and then his hands sliding down. Jett returned Danny's kiss with a more powerful passion as the room circled and wiggled about until he shut his eyes and ran his hands up the inside of Danny's shirt. Everything felt so different than when he was sober. It was a strange sensation but Jett really, really liked it. Jett gave in pretty easily because.. how could you not? He was even starting to grind his hips against Danny's! He pulled his face back and let it lean against the wall as he stared at the boy in front of him, the hat on his head falling a little over his eyes. Grabbing Danny's shirt and flipping the hat backwards so that the bill was in the back and he pulled Danny over him onto the bed. This was about to get interesting.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny smiled when Jett tugged at his shirt, pulling him down to the bed. Yet again, the pair found themselves in a straddled position. After pulling his own shirt off over his head, Danny began to work Jett's up to his neck. Carefully cradling the boy's head, Danny slipped the collar up over his chin and finally off.

"Fuck," Danny said, running his hands down Jett's stomach. The kid was ripped! Sure he'd seen him before, its not like this was the first time they'd done anything shirtless. But boy, he'd never really thought about it. Shaking his head and lifting a hand to push his bangs back, Danny looked at Jett with a crooked smile. "Is it weird to call you hot?" He asked with a cheeky smile before leaning back in to kiss him.

After a moment's worth of kissing Jett's lips, Danny started to trail down. He went back for the jaw and down his neck to his collarbone, like earlier only in reverse. Once there, he continued down his chest and stomach until he reached the edge of Jett's shorts. Danny paused, looked up then right back down before shimmying Jett's shorts to his knees.

"I owed you," he said as he looked up with a wink.

(Ooc: you can skiiiip but just know Danny's not done with sexy times haha)

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That seemed to be their laying position of choice, the whole straddle thing. Jett wasn't opposed at all at his shirt being taken off but the way Danny was so careful brought an adorable smile to his face. If that were him, he probably would have just ripped it off and called shit good! He had partially flexed his abdomen which he guessed that Danny liked by the way he was smiling and basically saying that he was hot. "It's.. It's not weird, no." He said just before he was kissed. Without even thinking about it, Jett slipped his tongue inside of Danny's mouth. This was so worth the risk. He wouldn't even care if someone was to walk in right now. Couldn't they just blame it on the alcohol? That was his excuse at least.

When Danny had hit Jett's jawline, he literally let out a deep but breathy moan. No one had ever really made him verbal before but it was like this kid had a fucking map of everywhere to touch that would just send him out the window! I owed you. His words prepared him for what was about to.. no, what was happening. Holy fucking shit - holy shit- holy shit - Jett swallowed hard and let his head fall back onto the bed.


{skippity doo da. i'm not sure what danny did after so i left a window open. :3}

He couldn't seem to catch his fucking breath! He was sure to let Danny know ahead of time.. barely, and had forced himself to let go of his hair in case he needed to move away. Between the alcohol, the weed and the epic fireworks show that just went off throughout his body, Jett felt like he couldn't move. He didn't even care if his junk was hanging out for the world to see. It was weird, his mind, because it seemed like things were starting to move in a slightly slowed down pace and then they'd speed up, slow back down, it was weird! "Fuck," Jett grunted, pulling his pants up just enough to cover up; he didn't even bother zipping or buttoning them, let alone fixing his belt. "You're seriously a god. A smoking hot god." Jett nodded, finally able to sit up.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny rolled off of Jett and onto his back so that they were laying next to each other. Feet hanging off the bed, Danny swung his legs a little bit and rested his hands over his midsection. He was warm, but clearly not as warm as Jett who seemed to be having some difficulty breathing. And when he called him a god, Danny giggled and rolled to his side, propping his head up on his hand.

After lightly trailing his fingers along the outline of Jett's abs, Danny pushed himself a little further over Jett's body to reach for a bottle of beer sitting on a small table. Just barely long enough, Danny snagged the neck of the bottle and brought it to his lips, flushing out any sort of odd flavor in his mouth. He tried to be cool about it; he took little sips so Jett wouldn't be offended. He wasn't sure if he'd be offended in the first place, but he didn't wanna ruin anything.

Setting the beer back down, Danny took his time in rolling off of Jett. He was sure he was hot and didn't really want Danny laying on him so he was getting off... but very slowly, running his fingers still over Jett's stomach and chest. "Think you can walk?" He whispered before kissing Jett's collarbone again. "I mean if not we can just stay here. I'm feeling pretty giving," he said with a smile before lifting his face to Jett's and lightly running his tongue over Jett's upper lip.

"If you can walk though," he said after a minute, readjusting himself so he could keep one hand on the bed and run the other through his recently knotted hair. "I bet some fresh air would be nice."

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He was catching up with himself now and he could feel the heat radiating from Danny's body next to him. Had he even gotten up and Jett didn't notice or had he.. he hadn't moved until he rolled over. He had to have.. did he? Shit. Jett was thoroughly impressed, especially seeing as he'd made a b-line for the bathroom and almost threw up when he'd done it. He turned his head over to look at Danny who was now reaching over him for a beer bottle. Was that his? When the fuck did he grab it?

Danny's body temperature was nice and miserable at the same time. Jett was quick to slide his arm under Danny's side before he had the chance to roll back over. He wiggled his legs and figured they were sturdy enough to at least get up, which he didn't really want to do but this room was starting to make him feel anxious due to it's extremely small size and lack of good air. At the mention of feeling giving, Jett trailed his hand to Danny's lower back and under the waistband of his shorts, keeping his hand between the two fabrics.

He went to bite Danny's tongue but before he could, he was talking about possibly heading outside for some air. That was a good idea because the tightness in the room was just about to make him freak out. Before they left though, Jett looked to Danny with no particular expression as he chewed on his own lip. In an instant, Jett was springing forward, pushing Danny onto his back and miscalculating the shortness of the stupid twin sized bed. The pair fell to the floor with a loud thud, but Jett took no time in prying himself between Danny's knees and trailing his tongue down his chest. When he'd reached his shorts, Jett smiled up to him, damn well knowing he could show off his new trick. He unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts with only his mouth, and then pulled them down, leaving his boxers up.

Jett bent down to kiss at Danny's hips as his hand ventured inside of his boxers but before he could get too excited, Jett stopped, stood up, smiled and backed up towards the door. When he'd reached it, he bolted for the stairs which proved an actual challenge seeing that his vision was blurring and he nearly tripped over Jack and Baker. Jett waited at the bottom of the wooden staircase until he saw Danny heading down them. He laughed and attempted to run back towards the backdoor of the house.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny was quite comfortable laying half in Jett when he was suddenly being flipped back off the bed and onto the floor. He hit with a loud "oof", exhaling hard and almost losing his breath. Luckily though he'd kept his head up and was now watching Jett run his tongue down his chest. Realizing what was happening, Danny let his head fall back as he took on a deep breath. Then went the pants. And when Danny thought he was ready, when everything felt right, Jett stood and bolted out the door.

It took a minute to realize what was happening. Did Jett just.. what.. what happened? One minute he'd been enjoying a moment with his boyfriend, and the next he was laying on the floor half naked with his shorts pulled down. "What. The FUCK," Danny said in a raised voice, slapping his hands on the ground. Any sexual desire he'd been feeling was completely gone now and he was honestly a little mad as he pulled his shorts back up. Standing, Danny didn't even bother with his shirt as he sprinted out the door, full on leaped over a sitting Baker, and trucked down the treehouse stairs. Once he reached the bottom, Danny smashed full on into Jett accidentally knocking him to the ground.

"You forgot your shirt, dumbass," he said in a tone that was probably a bit too serious and a bit too mean. But he couldn't help it! He was upset!

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Jett wasn't expecting Danny to football tackle him to the ground, and he'd hit so hard that it knocked the wind out of him. Why did he have to be a football player? He was quick too and seemingly upset which was not Jett's original intention. Brushing off the throbbing in his shoulder, Jett sat up in the grass noting how his pants had nearly fallen off. He probably should have at least buttoned them before running... yeah, good job. After a second of letting his brain comprehend what was going on exactly, Jett pinched his eye brows close and copied Danny's tone. "You forgot your shirt, asshole." He said with a stern face but followed by a wink and tiny hint of a smile.

Jett shimmied his pants off, leaving them there in the yard, and he stood up to shake off the collision. Rolling his shoulder around, he said, "You have a really hard hit, y'know." He felt kind of strange just being in his boxers in the middle of a yard where there were people in the house and outdoor pool, and two in the tree behind his boyfriend. Then the idea sparked into his brain and he knew how he could get Danny to cool down. Whether or not he'd go for it now, he wasn't sure but he still wanted to try.

He pulled Danny up by his wrists and put his index finger over his own lips in that 'shh' kind of fashion as he started to lead him away and under the giant oak. When Jett was sure they were out of sight in the bushes, he pushed him back against the trunk with his own body, his hand on the outside of Danny's shorts. "You know you can't stay mad at me," He grinned, undoing his button and zipper. "Although," Jett slipped his hand on the inside of Danny's boxers, "You're sexy as fuck when you're flustered." He bent his neck a little bit down, biting and sucking on the side of Danny's neck. "It fires me up." He mumbled into his skin.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny frowned at Jett's comeback. He knew that was coming.. right after he'd commented on Jett being shirtless, he realized that he too had left his shirt upstairs. And just when he was going to say something else that probably wasn't as offensive as he thought it would be, Jett had risen and put a finger to his lips. Danny tilted his head and started to ask 'what', wondering how he hasn't noticed the fact that Jett was also now missing his pants. He certainly hadn't been five seconds ago.. where were- oh. There they were.

But Danny didn't have time to ask. Within seconds, Jett was guiding Danny back into the bushes and under the big tree. Was he bipolar? Up in the tree house he'd been ready to blue ball the shit out of Danny. And now.. fuck, now he was pushing Danny against a tree and running his hand over his shorts.

You know you can't stay mad at me.

Danny was trying so hard to do just that: stay mad. Don't give in! Don't let him win! But it was so hard as Jett's hand moved from the outside of Danny's shorts to the inside and he moved his face down to Danny's neck. Letting out a low moan, Danny pushed his hips against Jett and ran his hands down his back.

"You're right," he said, placing his hands behind Jett's lower back and pulling their hips together. It felt kinda weird cuz Jett's hand was sorta in the way... but he couldn't really fight instinct. "I can't stay mad at you," he finished, leaning his head forward to copy the way Jett was kissing his neck. Only, being taller, Danny couldn't reach his head that low and instead placed his lips against Jett's jaw.

"No one can see us," Danny said after a couple seconds through heavy breaths. "Is this a suggestion?" He added, pulling Jett closer still.

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The second Danny had brushed his lips against Jett's jaw, he gently tightened his grip and sucked in air through his teeth. He pulled his free arm over Danny's shoulder and let it rest palm down on the tree trunk. This was a suggestion.. for him. He was not about to blue ball his boyfriend who had just given him a firework show in the bedroom of a tree house! Hell no, this was all him this round and Jett was going to make sure of that.

"My focus is you right now, babe. All you."

He'd gradually picked up his pace, moving his head from Danny's neck to his jaw and finally to his lips where he retracted his hand and turned it into full on made a make out session happen with the added bonus of him grinding his hips up against Danny's. He broke their kiss after a short while, leaned his face down to kiss and nip at his chest and then sliding down to do the same to his hip bones. Jett was basically crouched on his knees by then, and he figured that Danny knew what was going to happen next. He was kind of nervous seeing as last time he'd freaked out after, but he was going to try again. Dropping what was left of Danny's clothing, he proceeded.