Normal is a lie we tell ourselves

[assholic]

Who: Jessica Jones (assholic) & OPEN
What: May catch-all
When: Early May to the end of May
Where: Wyver (home/city/arenas), the Space Station, the Wilds, possibly Khalo Village
Warning(s): As always, language. Will edit if needed. Edit: NSFW sex in thread w/Clark

She'd gone to the Coalition and surprise, surprise, no one had died. Well, not that she was aware of. Things seemed to be settling down into something less hostile. There were talks of diplomacy, and she'd heard of refugees starting some diplomatic guild or something, which she also trusted about as far as she could throw any of them in it. The Outpost was being turned into some sort of Swiss neutral zone, but it wasn't what she'd been hoping for.

Still, it was probably better than nothing. She'd limited her visits to Olympia, which had left her with time and the need to line her pockets with something other than those deliveries. She'd seen requests for finding things out in the wild, and while Jessica was definitely a city girl, she could at some points during May be found out in the wilds, looking for things to shove in a bag. She was also blowing off steam by continuing to fight in the arenas, though she'd been politely requested to step up a level, since the coordinators were aware that she was pulling her punches and taking easier fights instead of putting in any actual effort. Damn.

So, for May, Jessica can be found:

• Wyver
  • Home - Chilling with Clark and possibly inviting people she knows over so someone will eat the food she's only nibbling on
  • City - She still goes to the pubs, still visits the marketplace, still goes to see what's available for her to do for time and money
  • Arena - Probably the easiest place for people to find her, as she's there more often than not, having 'things at home' she doesn't want to work through
• Station
  • Pod Room - Checking up on those few she gives a shit about and the one she doesn't
  • Market - Spending some of what she's earned getting new jeans and a few bottles of stuff she can't get down on the planet
• Wilds
  • Out and about trying to harvest flora, fauna, or whatever she comes across that she hasn't seen in the markets. This prompt is open for multiple instances and available for team hand-ins
• Wildcard
  • Khalo Village - Someone could talk her into visiting there
  • Flona Cove - If anyone needs to just take a day and chill, it's her
  • Random - Something else in mind?

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[apricitous]

He reaches up with his other hand and taps the corner of her lips with a warm, affectionate smile.

"What a wicked smile you have, Miss Jones."

He is, however, going to have to put that hand down to help lift her up to get rid of said pants. The bra he figures she can work on since she's on top.

[assholic]

Oh no. She's not taking an active role in her seduction. He's going to have to work for it. She nips at his finger before he takes it away, watching him and just... enjoying the view. "You would destroy the universe if you had a twin. That's just too much hotness."

[apricitous]

That's fine. He likes working for it. It gives him time to take things nice and slow.

"I happen to think," he says as he continues to remove her pants, "that there's plenty of hotness on top of me right now."

[assholic]

"That's because you're a biased ninny. Yeah, that's right. You heard me. I said ninny." She prodded at his chest, grinning down at him as she felt the air on her backside and legs as her pants were disposed of.

[apricitous]

His stay partially on, but they are shifted down so that she doesn't grind her ass on the ever-irritating zipper. No one wants that, after all.

"'Ninny'. Jess, anyone ever tell you you have a dirty mouth?"

[assholic]

"My mouth was just all over your dick. I'm pretty sure that cleaned it up just fine. Kryptonian-jizz paste for a whiter smile." She grinned widely at him, showing those pearly whites and kicking off her pants, levitating a little bit to shift to float over him just a little.

[apricitous]

If she's going to be so good as to float, then he's going to take the opportunity to get rid of her panties as well. And once those are gone, he'll just carefully start pushing her shirt up.

"That... is a terrible slogan. No one would buy that."

[assholic]

"They would if they got to see you naked and what they'd have to put in their mouth to get that jizz-white smile." She was laughing at him, watching as he slowly kept trying to get her completely naked. "Hey. You're still wearing your clothes. This is awfully one sided, buddy."

[apricitous]

"Says the woman who tackled me to the ground and decided to have her way with me," he says, and he's laughing with her, mostly at himself. "I figured we were both on our own when it came to getting the clothes off the other party." He grins up at her.

"You want it off, take it off."

[assholic]

"You love it," she hummed, tipping down to let her lips brush his. At the demand, she grinned, looking down at his shirt and-

"Whoops. Guess that just ripped right in half, didn't it. Flimsy fabric. Guess it couldn't contain the might of your manboobs."

[apricitous]

She gets a bit of a flat look at that, glad that all he'd have to really do is reattach some buttons since he'd been in a button up. But he can't help an eyeroll at the cheesy line she gives.

"Whoops indeed."

[assholic]

Fuck your buttons, sir. She tugs the shirt down from his shoulders, sliding it between his back and the floor, working to get it closer to his hands so she can get it off entirely. "Flimsy shirts. You're going to need chainmail or something for those pecs."

[apricitous]

There are much better things to fuck in this room. Evidenced by the fact that Clark lifts up just a little so she can pull his shirt off. He, on the other hand, is going to start working on the bra he'd already unclasped.

"Don't think the chainmail'd stand up much better." Beat. "And it probably pinches."

[assholic]

She moved her arms to let him get it off her, leaving her naked as she looked down at his pants, his cock half covered by the flap of his jeans before she moved to float downward. "Like anything can pinch you. You're unpinchable. It's unfair, really."

[apricitous]

"You can pinch me," he points out, "just... not very deep."

He's got her naked at this point, which means that his hands are going to explore their fill. It's obvious, from the way that he touches her, just luxuriates in being able to touch her, how much he loves exactly how she looks.

[assholic]

"Please. The whole point of pinching is the discomfort. I couldn't even tweeze out your pubic hairs. You could break chainmail with your fur. You don't get to complain about it. Makes me want to get you in one of those stupid chainmail bikinis."

[apricitous]

"You know, there are some things I'm going to tell you 'no' on, Jess," he says with a look u pat her. "And that is one of them."

[assholic]

She gave him an innocent look, tugging his pants off and floating back up to face level with him. "Chainmail banana hammock?"

[apricitous]

"Unfortunately, I didn't pick up any bananas at the store today," he points out as he pulls her back down against him, rubs his body against hers, smiles at her just so. "So we'll have to skip that one too. If you don't mind."

[assholic]

"That's not the banana I was referring to." She grinned as he pulled her down, letting her weight rest against him, her hands bracing her up on either side of his head. "But honestly? I kinda like you naked anyway. Makes me want to touch your little fur carpet."

[apricitous]

"Little fur carpet," and he just kind of repeats it with a slightly amazed and more than a bit fond sort of chuckle before leaning up to pull her into another kiss.

"I love you," he just... says it. Because he's feeling it, right in the center of his chest, here on the kitchen floor with her. He feels it so he says it.

[assholic]

She was chuckling softly to herself at the look on his face as he repeated her, smiling into the kiss. Then he had to add that and she felt her heart trip over itself. Lifting up a bit, she looked down at him, at that perfectly chiseled face, and those impossibly blue eyes, and that smile that melted her every time. "Yeah, I kinda got that. Love you too, Alf."

[apricitous]

That smile had him removing the rest of his clothes for her, his hands instantly going to her once done with that task. To pull her closer, to hold her, to let him grind against her as he leans up to take her mouth in another kiss.

"It really is... a very good thing... we don't have another roommate."

[assholic]

"Why? Might find yourself getting annoyed to be told to stop baring your ass on the kitchen floor?" She let herself sink into him, her weight solid on top of him as she melted into those kisses. He tasted as good as he smelled, and she purred into it, hands skimming down over him, wanting to rev him up as much as he did just by existing.

[apricitous]

"I might get caught baring my ass on the kitchen floor," he points out with a grin as they kiss, as they writhe together, bodies pressed flush as he runs his hands over her in turn. There's so much joy here, joy he takes in her presence, in her words, in the warmth of her.