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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 2:00:35 GMT
Jasper had known Harper for a long time, since before they'd even gone to lockup. He'd flirted with her before. He flirted with a lot of pretty girls unless he knew it would be unwanted, and Harper hadn't ever responded to it before. So Jasper had stopped flirting, and they just hung out, getting high on the Ark on occasions when Monty wasn't around, when Monty had engineering training or some other dumb adult-like responsibility. He'd stopped trying to get her interested in him for anything more than friendship, though, which was why Jasper couldn't believe that Harper was flirting with him now.
"I like your tent. Maybe I could come by after your shift, hear about the bridge again."
It was a terrible flirt, but Jasper knew flirting, and she definitely was trying to flirt at least.
"Yeah, sure," Jasper said. "You know my schedule."
Jasper didn't have a lot of time to talk right now, with his shift starting in 15 minutes, so they parted and he grabbed something to eat before standing guard for his shift. It briefly crossed his mind that maybe he should be insulted that it took him becoming camp "famous" for her to notice him, but decided it didn't matter. Maybe she had just never realized before that there was more to him than just being the goofy stoner guy.
It was a quiet watch, which left Jasper thinking about all the things Harper's visit to his tent later might entail. And about the bucket list items he'd told Nina about on their first day on the ground. Getting laid was one of them. But there was another he thought maybe he could cross off his list tonight.
After his shift, he managed to get back to his tent without too many people grabbing him to retell his war story, and waited for Harper to arrive.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 2:36:23 GMT
This is my Fight Song--TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONGHarper had left Jasper's tent earlier that day with a smirk plastered onto her face and tingles of anticipation running over her skin. Her flirting worked, like she had expected it to and Jasper had invited her back to his tent after his shift. It was a crazy thing for Harper, to see this new side to Jasper. He was brave and, well, pretty darn hot. It wasn't that Harper hadn't known Jasper before, they were old friends and had basically gone through all their awkward teenage stages around each other to a degree. Never before had she actually found herself interested in him, he wasn't the type of person that she could think of in that way, just a good friend.
Particularly, he was a friend who she could smoke with occasionally, getting her escape from home and the constant feeling that she was unwanted. They didn't always smoke together but she was the backup friend, keeping Jasper company when Monty wasn't there. That part had never bothered her, she just enjoyed the times she had been able to smoke with him. Jasper had seemed to want her with him, unlike her parents, and that had been great, but she had always turned down his flirting. Although she may have been more willing if she hadn't been worried that a downfall would lose her access to the pot completely. But now she was looking at him differently and pot wasn't even in the picture. It also added to it that he was a hero now. She had even been worried that he might turn down her own advances as she had turned down his in the past. It was a relief that he hadn't.
As she walked back to his tent, Harper was definitely thinking about what would likely happen in it. She knew well what her proposition would make Jasper think and that was exactly what she wanted. Her first time on Earth, she could feel flutters in her stomach from the thought. It would finally happen. She knew she was slow to that party, a lot of the other delinquents had already been busy. When she got to the tent, she didn't even bother to make her presence known before pulling back the fabric. Jasper was already there. "Hey Jasper, how about that bridge story again?" She referenced her earlier comments to make her presence known, taking a couple of steps into the tent towards him. As she stopped near him she brushed a lock of hair away from her face, slightly awkwardly with the headband around her head, and smiled up at Jasper. @jasper420 || Woot! HarJar 2! XD |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 3:22:03 GMT
Jasper didn't wait for Harper very long. He wondered if she'd seen him make his way back to his tent and just followed, but ether way she was here now, and Jasper was... suddenly a little nervous. He was good at flirting, and even following through when things happened naturally. He'd made out with people and fooled around a little, but not a lot. But this was Harper, who he was used to interacting with just as her friend.
He smiled anyway, stepping closer to her. He could do this. It wasn't like he stopped thinking she was pretty when he'd stopped flirting so long ago. He ducked his head so that he was closer to her, close enough to kiss her. "I have a better idea," she said conspiratorially, touching her shoulder. "Let's get out of here for the night. You ever gone swimming?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 3:59:40 GMT
This is my Fight Song--TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONGHarper's breath caught in her throat as Jasper stepped closer to her. He was taller than she remember and it was obvious that he had gotten taller while they had both been in the Skybox. She liked that, she had to admit, as she looked up at him. When they had been younger, they had been around the same height. Harper was even sure she remembered a time of being taller than him. It was a lot different to be looking up at someone and it literally gave Harper a new perspective of him. As he leaned down, closer to her than she could ever remember him being, Harper wanted to lean forward and break that last little bit of space between them. It would be so easy and truthfully, it had been a long time since she could remember kissing someone. There hadn't been much opportunity for it in the Skybox. She craved the feeling of her lips pressed against someone else's. But she stood frozen, unable to make that move as Jasper spoke and his hand moved to her shoulder.
Yes, she was ready for what she knew he was going to say. Or do, really. Everything in her expected him to lean forward...but he didn't. "Swimming?" Harper repeated and her voice confused. Well, she was just confused. Harper was sure that she had made it quite clear about her intentions for the night and swimming was not part of her intentions whatsoever. They hadn't been going out either. Well, maybe Jasper had something else planned and she just needed to trust in that. The one thing Harper was sure of was that Jasper would not turn down what Harper was offering. He didn't seem like that sort of guy to her. "I haven't been swimming," she told him, attempting to sound flirty with her tone. "Are you going to teach me?" Of course she had heard about Jasper saving Octavia by jumping in the water, so she guessed he knew a lot more than her about swimming. @jasper420 || Swimming?!?!?! HAHAHA |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 6:38:01 GMT
Jasper's smile turned into a grin. She was still trying to flirt, pretty poorly, but it was kind of cute. And they were so close. "I can try," he told her, waggling his eyebrows. Okay, so his own flirting was on the dorky side, but he didn't care. "It'll be worth it. I promise," he added, suggestion obvious in his voice.
And that suggestion was what finally made him think fuck it. He slid his hand up from her shoulder to the back of her head, his fingers sliding into her hair. He closed the distance between them, pressing his lips to hers, giving her a minute to adjust before parting his mouth against hers and dipping his tongue into her mouth, gliding it along hers before pulling back. Octavia had kissed him not long ago, but it was a chaste one. He hadn't kissed anyone like this in a long time. Over a year. And it felt so good he was really tempted to just pull Harper against him right now and forget about the swimming, which is why he made himself pull back. "That's just a preview," he murmured against her lips.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 13:53:18 GMT
This is my Fight Song--TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONGJasper's flirting was...cute. Maybe a little bit on the silly side but Harper knew it well by then. She had both seen him try it on her in the past and seen him flirting with other girls around, both on normal days and even high. At least once or twice. It was a different experience hearing him flirt when he was standing so close to her. She could feel his breath brush against her face as he spoke and could see the way the muscles moved in his cheeks as he talked around his smile. His comment about it being worth it left Harper grinning. He better make it worth it, Harper had been serious in her proposition and she expected it as much as she had thought he would. "I'm holding you to that," she told him in a playful tone.
When he finally moved to kiss her, she didn't expect it. His hand slid up into her hair, leaving a trail of warmth along the back of her neck and head where it had brushed past. He broke through the space between them exactly how Harper had wanted to not long ago, pressing his lips to her own. The nerves on her lips lit up, falling into the familiar sensation. It felt as if it had been forever since she had kissed anyone yet still her lips knew what to do, moving in sync with Jasper's and parting slightly to allow his tongue to slide in between them. The kiss ended too soon, Jasper pulling away and leaving Harper in a state of wanting more. She had to pull her mind together and remind herself that he had talked about swimming. He obviously had a plan for the night that included what she expected, going from the words that then followed his kiss. She would be patient and play by his rules for the moment.
Harper would definitely encourage him, however. Her own eyes met his for a moment before she leaned forward to press their lips together again. As she let her lips fall into rhythm, her hand moved to cup Jasper's cheek before her finger tips ran down to his jaw and brushed lightly along the skin of his neck. With that she pulled back again. She could still feel a tingle on her lips and she wanted to press them to his again until they were numb and swollen from kissing. "Another preview," she teased as she took a step back to create space between them. If he wanted them to swim, they could swim. Harper would admit that it was something she planned to learn, so she could take advantage of that. "Swimming?" she asked him, eyebrows raised in question. She was almost challenging him to see if he would change that idea he had. Either way, it was obvious she would get what she wanted. @jasper420 || Enjoy never being caught up, hun! |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 19:01:54 GMT
When Harper kissed Jasper back, Jasper had to fight his smile to kiss her back, happy at the indication that she wasn't going to be timid about this now that he'd made the first move. Also, he was kissing Harper, which was weird, but also so good. It didn't take long for his smile to fade so he could properly kiss her, the slide of their tongues together sending little tingles down his spine. Her fingers on his cheek, moving down his jaw and neck left trails of heat, and when she moved away, a tiny noise of want escaped him. His body was telling him to keep doing what they were doing, and screw skinny dipping.
He let out a small, breathless chuckle at her words, but when she mentioned swimming again, lifting her eyebrows, Jasper saw the challenge there. He lifted his eyebrows too. "Swimming," he said matter of factly. "Let's get out of here," he added, before ducking out of the tent and holding the flap for her. He still had his gun slung over his shoulder from his shift, in case they encountered Grounders or anything else. They'd need to bypass the guard on the way out; they'd ask too many questions. The lake Jasper knew of wasn't far, though. Hopefully it didn't have anything deadly in it.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2016 0:51:03 GMT
This is my Fight Song--TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONGThe noise that had made when she pulled away had her smirking. As much as it was obvious what to Harper what she wanted, it was also quite obvious what Jasper wanted. What his body wanted at least. She almost expected that her challenge wouldn't be met and that they were stay in his tent. That's why it impressed Harper when he met her challenge and confirmed that they still would be going out to swim. "Alright, Jas," she said as she followed him out of the tent and out into the camp. Even as her feet followed him out of the tent, her mind was on the kiss. It was on the fact that he was a better kisser than she would have expected him to be. It was hard for her, to not pull him back into the tent to kiss him again and again. She wanted to feel the tingles from his tongue and the warmth of his hands on her body. Hopefully she wouldn't drown in desire before she could even get into the water.
She pulled her attention into the present. The glow of the fire was far to her side, people standing around it to keep warm. It wasn't the coldest night that Harper had experienced on Earth, it was actually on the warmer side and she was grateful for that. She couldn't imagine immersing herself in freezing cold water. "I hope you know where to swim," she commented, her voice quieter now that they were out in the camp. When they came near to the gate, Harper looked at the guard and knew that it would be best for them not to be seen by him. Jasper and herself were both part of Bellamy's militia and did their own shifts as guard, they knew that people weren't supposed to be allowed out without good reason. Swimming wasn't good reason. She glanced up at Jasper, hoping he was thinking along the same lines.
With obvious luck, the guard was quickly distracted by someone else who looked to have similar plans of sneaking out. That was a nightly problem, couples usually but also individuals. It was something Harper had had to stop before. Now, she took the opportunity it opened. She grabbed hold of Jasper's hand, pulling him around behind the guard, keeping her steps as light as she could, and then through the gate. It wasn't until they were a distance from the gate and wouldn't be heard that Harper stopped and looked up at Jasper. "It's too easy to get past the guards, almost like they're distracted teenagers." She grinned she squeezed the hand that she was still holding. As much as they had managed to sneak out relatively easily, there was still a small shot of adrenaline running through her body from it. "Lead the way," she told him.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2016 3:10:15 GMT
Jasper followed Harper as she pulled him past the guard and out into the woods, laughing when she stopped them to make a joke about the guards. "And it's almost like there's and endless supply of horny teenagers around to distract them," he countered. he dealt with them too. But since the bridge, he'd gotten a nicer tent and a better shift, so he didn't have to deal with them as much. Grinning, he kissed her again. He parted his lips against hers, enjoying how she tasted, but pulled away quickly, not wanting to get carried away.
He started leading them toward the lake, not letting go of Harpers hand. As they walked, he was careful to keep his eyes open for any threats, even as he grinned in expectation of what was coming up. They didn't say much as they walked, probably both aware of not wanting to draw the attention of anyone or any thing nearby. When they got to the lake shore, Jasper turned to face her, kissing her as he pulled her toward the water, walking backwards. "We probably shouldn't get our clothes wet," he said, then nibbled her lower lip as his hands slid up under her shirt and around her waist.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2016 17:02:28 GMT
This is my Fight Song--TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONGHarper laughed at Jasper's reply to her joke, still smiling as he kissed her again. This time she let her own tongue slide between his lips and move against his tongue. They were a prime example of horny teenagers. While Harper was disappointed when Jasper pulled away from the kiss so quickly, she was also impressed with the self-control he held to be so committed to the plan of swimming. She was beginning to wonder if swimming was a code word for something else because she really couldn't believe that he would turn down what they could be doing for actual swimming. As they started walking again, moving through the trees, it was nice that Jasper didn't let go of her hand as Harper couldn't see too much around her. It was dark. It was also nice because it meant they were still touching and that was all that Harper really wanted to do with Jasper then, touch him. His hand was a start to that at least.
Their silent walk ended with them next to a lake. The moonlight was reflecting off the water's surface and it did look really appealing to swim in. Harper didn't get to look at the water for long as Jasper stepped in front of her and pulled her in for yet another kiss. She followed his steps as he moved backwards towards the water. If this was what his plan was, Harper wasn't sure she could complain. Her hands moved up to touch Jasper, one sliding up onto the back of his neck and into his hair while the other rested on his shoulder. His words left her humming a pleased response, understanding more why he had brought her there. As Jasper's hands moved under her skirt they burned against her skin and she wanted nothing more but to feel more of that. Taking her hands off of Jasper, she shook off her jacket and pulled her shirt over her head in quick movements before sliding her fingers back into Jasper's hair. Her lips pressed back against Jasper's, parting and deepening the kiss. @jasper420 |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2016 20:43:41 GMT
Oh, God. Harper was undressing. Harper was undressing. Jasper immediately felt his cock pulse to life, starting to take notice of what was happening. He wished she hadn't moved back in for a kiss so quickly, so her could really look at her. But when she kissed him, he made a noise of wanting against her mouth. His hands slid back around her waist, then up her back. He couldn't look right now, but he could touch, and the feel of her soft skin against his hands was a thrill. He knew he needed to undress too, but for a moment, he just wanted to touch her, and undressing meant moving away. He slid his hands up under her bra against her back, touching as much of her as he could before his hands went to try to unfasten it.
He broke the kiss so he could kiss down her neck, licking and sucking as it moved over her shoulder. He was fumbling with her bra, not really making any progress, but she tasted good. Eventually, he made a frustrated noise and puled back. "What do I need a code word for that thing?" he said, but he was grinning as he stepped back to let Harper deal with the bra, and to pull his gun off and then his jacket. He couldn't help looking at her now. God, she was beautiful. Jasper had gotten used to ignoring that fact, but now he could appreciate it again."Abracadabra?" he said, emphasizing the last three letters on purpose.
He almost hesitated for a moment with his shirt. The wound in his chest was ugly. Clarke had to cut so much away that it was still healing, actually. But you couldn't skinny dip in a t-shirt, and... Harper thought he was brave, so... he'd be brave. He tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2016 15:44:01 GMT
This is my Fight Song--TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONGHarper moaned into their kiss, from Jasper's own noise of want and the feeling of his hands roaming over her bare skin. Now this was what Harper had expected from her night and it was so far as great as she had expected it to be. Harper couldn't remember the last time she had been touched like this, felt the burn of someone's hands running over her waist and her back. More passion went into her kiss, an attempt to encourage Jasper's hand to continue what they were doing, even if it were something so simple. When Jasper started his attempts at unclipping her bra, Harper might have laughed, had her lips not been preoccupied. She guessed that answered her questions about just how much experience he had. He had been such a flirt on the Ark but Harper had often wondered if that flirting ever worked, or if others had ignored it as Harper had. But then his experience made no difference to Harper.
When Jasper's lips moved down to her neck, Harper tipped her head back to give him better access. A smile settled on her lips, enjoying the feeling of his mouth on her skin. She moved one of her hands from the back of Jasper's head, sliding it down onto his back and tucking it under the collar of his shirt as much as she could. Her hand moved over the curves of his upper back and his shoulder, the small area she could reach of it. Her other hand lazily moved through Jasper's hair, until he pulled away. She did laugh at his question, meeting his grin with one of her own. It would be so much easier just to take the bra off herself and Jasper seemed to understand that as he stepped back to let her do so. At his next joke, Harper reached back to unclip her bra in one motion before throwing the piece of clothing to the ground on top of her jacket and shirt. "Abracadabra," she repeated, copying Jasper's emphasis on the word's last syllable.
There was absolutely no feeling of shame in Harper as she stood there in front in Jasper. With how long it had been since someone had seen her like this, she might have imagined she would feel otherwise but there was nothing unsettling to it. She also quite enjoyed having Jasper's eyes on her, as it made her heart beat faster in her chest. Now it was Jasper's turn. Harper watched him as he pulled his shirt up over his head, her eyes instantly settling on the wound on his chest. It looked worse than Harper imagined it would, she hadn't even seen it before, but that didn't turn her off. If anything, it turned her on more. Jasper had survived a spear to the chest. He had killed grounders. That was hot. She moved her gaze off his chest and to his eyes, a smile on her face to encourage him. He was even brave for actually agreeing to this with that wound, believing that Harper wouldn't be disgusted by it.
After a moment or two, Harper took two steps forward to break the space between them and pulled Jasper into another kiss. Her hands instantly went to roam over his now bare skin. One hand moved onto his lower back, the other higher up. She pressed on his back, pushing their chests together. Harper made a satisfied noise against Jasper's lips at the feeling of his chest against hers. His skin was warm. Keeping one hand to press them together, Harper's other hand roamed over Jasper's back. Her fingertips teased along his spine and ran over the muscles behind his shoulders. For someone so skinny and stringy, he had more muscle to him than Harper would have expected. @jasper420 |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2016 6:16:26 GMT
Jasper supposed he might've been more nervous as Harper looked at his chest if she hadn't also freed herself of her bra. This was definitely the most naked he'd ever gotten someone else. He'd had a few intense make out session before, some over the clothes fooling around that once resulted in orgasm, and he'd fingered a girl once at a party while high. But she'd been wearing a skirt, so undressing hadn't been necessary. In spite of seeing her like this being a bit of a distraction, he was still relieved when she looked back at him with a smile.
And then they were kissing again, and Harper's hands were moving over his back, pulling their bodies against each other. Harper's bare breasts were pressed to Jasper's chest, and Jasper was starting to forget why they came to the lake. "God, you're beautiful," he panted between kisses, his hands sliding down to Harper's ass, pulling their hips together so that she could feel his obvious arousal through their clothes. Then he leaned his upped body back just enough to slide his hands around to Harper's chest, his hands cupping and gently squeezing her breast as his heart sped up.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2016 12:53:11 GMT
This is my Fight Song--TAKE BACK MY LIFE SONG, PROVE I'M ALRIGHT SONGJasper's words had Harper's heart beating faster still. Although it could have also been the way his hands moved onto her ass and pulled them together. That definitely had her body reacting in a couple of different ways, especially to the fact that she could feel just how turned on he was, even through their clothing. She lightly bit down on Jasper's bottom lip, one of her hands moving from his back down to his ass and squeezing. A sound of disappointment escaped her when Jasper leaned back, breaking the contact of their chests but that disappointment was short lived. As Jasper's hands came to cup her breasts, Harper moaned into their kiss, hoping to encourage him. Again, Harper had no idea how much experience he had but if he didn't have much, if this was a new thing for him, she wouldn't be shy in helping him work things out. For her own sake more than his, if she were to be completely honest.
He squeezed her breasts and she removed her lips from his, moving to kiss down along his jaw and onto his neck. She sucked at the skin, leaving faint marks and kissed back up his jaw to nibble on his earlobe. Where she was unsure of what Jasper had done, she at least knew that this was anything but her first time. She hadn't gone all the way many times but enough to have a clear idea of what to expect from the situation and more of an idea of what she could do. Her foot took a small step back, fixing her balance from how she was leaned back to give Jasper better access to her chest. The sound of mud beneath her shoe was soft but it reminded Harper of where they were and what Jasper's apparent plans had been. She couldn't help but smirk, her lips lightly brushing against Jasper's ear as she spoke. "Swimming?" she asked, her voice low and her teasing obvious. @jasper420 |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 1:57:14 GMT
The way Harper moaned made Jasper's cock ache even more with need, and that Harper was kissing down his neck, sucking at his skin. Jasper let out a small moan of his own, squeezing her again, gently working her nipples into hard nubs that he wanted to bend down and suck into his mouth. But then she was nibbling his ear, breathing into it as she spoke. "Screw swimming," he said breathlessly.
He slid one of his hands down the back of her pants, dropping his mouth to her shoulder and then moving lower, kissing over her collar bone, down to the breast he was still cupping in one hand. He swirled his tongue around her nipple before taking her breast into his mouth, massaging with his lips and tongue. As amazing as it was, his bent position was a little awkward, and he realized she'd be light enough in water to lift to his mouth, rather than him bending down. "Shit, swimming," he said, pulling back with a snort. "You're distracting." Actually, she was the main attraction; he just had to finish undressing long enough to get in the water first. He gave her a mischievous look as he pulled back from her and started getting his shoes off. Once they were off, he started on his own pants. "Last one in's a rotten egg," he challenged. It was one of those old Earth expressions his parents used, and he knew what it meant, even if it didn't make sense.
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