What am I to think about you? [Zac] [PG-15]

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac didn’t bother controlling himself (as always) and laughed loudly when he heard JJ’s answer. “God, why does it sound like seeing my dick has been a really bad experience for you?” he teased, smirking as he deftly moved behind the Asian boy, slightly grinding his hips against the boy’s back as his hands went down onto Jin’s thighs and gave them a light rub. “Don’t feel too bad. I’m just gifted beyond compare. I’m sure the meat you’re hiding between these rock hard thighs of yours is quite impressive too.” He made sure he leaned over just a bit, making sure that his whisper came out as breathy and as sultry as it can be.

“I myself hasn’t encountered my first foreign dick until, I don’t know, September or October this year?” he chuckled, feeling himself getting excited just slightly as the said memory came into mind, “Then it all went downhill from there.” Unlike Jin, Zac isn’t exactly as open to the public as he might seem. As far as he knows, the public knows not about his recent slew of male encounters, despite it currently being just a tad bit more frequent than his female liaisons (he just can’t live long without sticking his schlong somewhere, unfortunately). Like the one with the Greek and the Cajun, for example. He also had a rather raunchy spring break with a certain goth, as well as a night with the pixie that came right after their flat hunting. Stories that he wouldn’t really care telling Jin about, should he ask anyway. (He doesn’t look like the type to gossip, at least in Zac’s eyes, so he’s relatively safe).

He promptly uncurled himself from Jin moments later, giving the boy one last pat on the bum as he went back to the boy’s side. “You’re pretty toned all over. Is that what dancing does to you? Nice.” He added a wink, just for good measure. Zac never learns really.

“I am naturally nice,” stated Zac, pouting slightly to show his protest. “When am I not nice to you anyway?” Hopefully the boy would realize that’s quite a rhetorical question, as he had a feeling they’d reach the pool sooner than Jin would go halfway through the times Zac’s been a jerk. “I already told you I’d join you, remember? And besides, I do need the practice. The swim meet’s just a few weeks away. So even if you stripped earlier and jerked off in front of me, I’d probably still join you.”

My apologies really. Unfortunately, once Zac starts with anything even remotely sexual, stopping him is rather hard tough.

[jinkyung]

Ignoring the slight advances and teases Zac was making, JJ realized something. Of course, he was the kind of guy who JJ couldn't really tell if he was too good for school groups or sports teams, or if he would rather play the part and act like he cared. That whole caring thing too, Jin didn't know if that was at all sincere either. Why was he so hard to read? Not like he had telepathy, but he had set himself up as a listener as opposed to a gabber. Still, Zac was wish-washy, all unpredictable, well mainly. You could always count on him rubbing up against one guy or another. What about that one girl in his life? It wasn't Stella..some other girl. He wouldn't ask about it, rather just find out eventually, through the ever reliable game of telephone that these students loved to play every waking moment of their lives. Although the finer details would be screwed, he was sure he could at least rely on them to remember a name... It was a system really. You just needed to know how to take advantage of it.

"Oh right, well in that case..we're good." He didn't know exactly how to take that, perhaps as a compliment? Perhaps as just a weird comment? From his response, he kind of went with both. Still, he didn't need to make things anymore awkward, so started walking forward again, on his way to the pool, Zac sauntering beside him. You know, he didn't have the graceful, stiff, rigid walking stance as JJ would have possibly thought. It was more of a jaunty, bouncy duck-footed walk, something to show that he was certainly full of himself, but maybe there was more to that walk that was left to be discovered. But they had never been friends, the two of them. That whole roommate relationship was an interesting one. They could be good roommates, who talk to each other and share things and stories, but never really do anything outside of school. There were others that were horrible roommates, taking things and not returning them, taking over the entire room and being complete arseholes...or so he's heard. Then there were the ones like JJ and Zac and whomever that other guy was that lived in the same complex as them, where they were polite to each other, but really it never went further than that. It could change though, it wasn't likely, but it could happen.

OOC: I have no idea how horrible this was until I read through it. Forgive me. I just wanted to post something so you could post something and I wasn't holding you up almost a month.

[Zachary LaRousse]

And so his advances-slash-teasing was ignored. Ignored with a passion, he says. He didn’t even earn some kind of surprised reaction from the boy. No joy, no shock, no inward grin, no disgust. Nothing. Even with all the innuendo-laden gestures he’s done and the dick-talk he gave, the boy barely showed discomfort. He really thought he’s had it in the bag already with the brief dry hump rub on the boy’s derriere and the sensual thigh massage. But instead, the boy just stood there and gave him almost nothing to work with really. Sure he acted a bit lost and confused at the end, but Zac couldn’t get any sense of him being derailed or anything. Damn. There goes his three-step plan in propping open the reclusive boy’s mind for him to prod and take dirty secrets from.

Guess he has to take a different route then. And he’s never out of options, considering there’s still swimming and the locker rooms. (Yes, he’s going to step it up a notch now. Or so he plans).

“Not really,” smirked the boy as they entered the locker rooms. At first glance the locker room seems pretty empty. Not one to take his chances though (for this particular endeavor, at least), the mimic checked the room properly to make sure it had no traces of people, scent-wise at least. Good. Seems no one has decided to crash into the pool other than him and his mysterious roomie. This ought to be good.

Without giving JJ much time to react, he forcefully playfully pinned the younger boy to the wall and grinned darkly. “I mean, you totally saw what lies underneath my shorts,” he said, leaning closer so his mouth’s right beside the boy’s ear as he ran his fingers down the boy’s side then toyed with the waistband of the force field creator’s pants, “But I have yet to have a peek of what’s beneath yours.”

Zac has this crazy theory about JJ – crazy at the moment at least – and he hopes to figure out whether it’s true or not. Hopefully this’ll help him with it.

ooc:
Sorry it took so long. D;.
ANDZOMGILOVETHENEWGRAPHIC. (the gif one). <3.
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[jinkyung]

He really hadn't planned out the whole "getting changed in the locker room with other people around" thing...and it only occurred now to him, as Zac was scoping out the area for other people, that JJ would have to either a) change in front of him quickly and modestly as possible, b) run over to the bathroom stall conveniently connected to the locker room, or c) shuffle on over to the next row of lockers and change there, without Zac looking. Unfortunately for him though, he didn't seem to have time to do any of those, as he was about to make a run for it, Zac approached him and pushed him against the lockers behind him. He then proceeded to trace his finger down his torso, causing his skin to goose-bump all up, not to mention making JJ exceedingly nervous, not sure how his body would react to this sort of attention.

JJ never figured in a thousand years that Zac would be into him, at least in this way. Then again, he might not even be interested at all, just messing with him once again. This could be a trick, or a trap...perhaps he should just wait for Zac's muscles to loosen up and to release him, but as JJ looked from one arm to the next, and back to Zac's head (not confident enough to look him in the eyes), Zac's posture didn't change a bit, and instead, he only moved closer and closer to JJ's head, whispering in his ear some things that really didn't make the situation any better for him. He knew that Zac got around from time to time, with both sexes, so what if JJ's package was more of a laughing stock than everyone else's? It was an odd thought, but one that popped up on the surface of his brain, nonetheless. Or what if it came to the point where Zac went one step further, and then just stopped and laughed at him? He would probably end up running out of there, or even blowing Zac off of his feet with a small force field and leaving the scene asap.

But then again...what if it was for real? What if Zac was actually, genuinely interested? Unlikely, but a possibility. It was something small in the universe, but it still sort of counted. If only JJ knew for sure, he would be able to deal with the situation so much better! Instead, as he tried to say something in response, all that came out was "Well...uh..I--" which drifted off as JJ's eyes followed the downward slope and direction of Zac's ever present finger, tracing the small of his back, and then to the front of his torso, and perhaps soon into the forbidden area.

So what if JJ had ever had feelings for Zac...not saying he did, because that would make him vulnerable, but if he did, and perhaps because those feelings never quite went away all the way, this decision was a lot harder to make. What was he going to say in response to that inquiry? "Sure! Have a gander!" was not in the plan at all. Instead, he tried to calm his nerves, completely out of his element now, watching his arm hairs slowly return back in their resting position on his skin, and then finally, be it slow enough, meet Zac's eyes. Boy was this boy hard to read, or what. He finally said what he was thinking, "What kind of thing should I say to that?" He tried to give a weak smile, and a shrug, as he tried to figure out what to do next, although he had no idea where this would go, and was instead just going with it.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Damn, does the boy look constipated and uncomfortable or what? He’s supposed to be a teenager, a hormonal boy who wouldn’t say no to these things. Sure he would feel awkward, but when placed at such a position, he shouldn’t be this awkward. Could this mean my charm’s slowly fading away? No, that can’t be the case. Who was Zac if not attractive after all. Maybe he’s just immune. All those force field making must’ve gotten to his head or something.

“Dude, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you’re too stiff,” chuckled the mimic darkly, breathing hard into the boy’s ear as his left hand began going under the boy’s shirt and traced patterns on his skin. “And no, I’m not taking about that.” He doesn’t need to feel it to know that the boy’s already excited. Even with his uneasiness, that much is certain after all. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

Zac was interested, that much is true. Then again, he hasn’t been not interested in anyone since the moment his hormones kicked into overdrive. And while he’s been quite the sadistic tease before (getting all naked already then going off the next minute), he’s fairly sure that he won’t do the same to little JinJoo. If anything, he’s been wanting to see a different side of the boy, something not too brooding and isolated. As said previously, he has this theory that all brooding people – dudes or dudettes – are secretly gods in bed; now’s the time to test that theory.

Distracting JJ with some ear-nibbling and light kisses on his neck, he swiftly pulled the boy’s pants down and couldn’t help but smile. “Just like I thought, you didn’t disappoint,” grinned Zac, moving on to plant a wet one on the younger boy’s lips and before going down to work on JinJoo.

A few moments later though, he promptly stood up and asked with an unimpressed voice, “You sure you want this dude? ‘Cause seriously, you’re so tense. You’re thinking too much. Relax.” If this continues, he would certainly entertain bolting out just before JJ ends, as cruel as the idea might sound.

[jinkyung]

As Zac inched further and further down Jin's body, his heartbeat raced higher and higher. He still needed to be in control, or else things could get really out of hand, like seriously, he might blast the boy away, if he lost total control of what was going on in his mind. Best to keep focus, as much as possible despite his mind going on overdrive, freaking out, his head fighting his heart in an epic battle of who was better. Better do something before--

Well, now that's too late. Seems his body did the talking for him, much to Zac's appreciation, and slightly to JJ's surprise. He knew how he felt about him, yeah, that was a given, but he'd never let on to LaRousse about any of it, and figured this had to be one of those increased sexual desire things that animals got from now and again. I mean, look at the dogs and elephants and cows and turtles you saw in biology textbooks or on the street, getting it on all the time. But they weren't going to get it on, not one chance of that. Although no one would ever hear it come out of his mouth, JJ was a softy in that department, and he wanted his first time to be special, as cutesy and girly as that sounded.

When Zac stopped, and told him that he seriously needed to relax a bit, Jin seemed to snap out of it, realizing that he needed to stop thinking so much about the whole situation and look at the facts. Zac may never know how JJ felt about him, because not if he himself knew everything he was feeling about Zac, both the positives and negatives. Plus, how often would he get to be this close, ever again, with Zac. This might be the one chance to not disappoint, and have a little fun, dare he say it. Fun... what was that again?

Although he hated to take orders from others, especially those who were so close in age to him as Zac was, he slowly loosened his upper body, as the muscles relaxed downward. Still, his body seemed content with the situation, minus the whole being told what to do part of him. Relieved to see that he still had things all together, he took a deep breath out, and looked down at Zac. He muttered something that sounded like, "I'm sorry. I'll try some more," although it came out barely audible. He was good at that whole brooding, moody thing, so the fun-loving part of him was a little hard to find, it was like looking for a llama in a cave. But maybe if you got lucky...you just might find that tall furry gem.

(OOC: I have no idea what that last bit of the last line means. I'm writing at midnight and my thoughts are elsewhere. Carry on.)

[Zachary LaRousse]

It wouldn’t be wrong to attribute a portion of Zac’s seemingly insatiable sex drive to the fact that he’s connected to the animal kingdom (or at least to mammals) in an almost 24/7 basis. Despite his level of control, he still finds himself seemingly overtaken by relatively harmless quirks after all, like panting with his tongue out or being mesmerized by a ball of yarn. So saying that some basal instincts invade his psyche every time he senses certain pheromones wouldn’t be such a stretch. Combine this with the whole puberty hormone-overload phenomenon and you’ve got a mighty horny Zac.

“That’s a good boy,” he grinned as he felt JJ visibly relax, his shoulders and arms a whole lot less tense than before. While he could still feel some restrain in the boy’s part, at least it doesn’t look like the whole things nonconsensual. (He’s fairly sure JJ likes what he’s doing. He could’ve easily blasted him away with a force field if he doesn’t anyway). He leaned down to kiss the boy once more, hoping it’d remove the remaining stress in the boy’s body, his hand never leaving Jinjoo for a second. When he’s fairly sure that he’s made the younger boy’s lip red and swollen enough, he pulled away and knelt down, set on finishing the work he started just a few minutes ago.

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It didn’t take long for the deed to be finished. Once the boy’s got his release, Zac stood up, wiping his lips with his hands and grinning. “See, it wasn’t so bad,” he grinned, leaning close to plant another one on the boy’s lips, “If you were a bit more willing though, would’ve been a whole lot of fun.” He himself needs attention, but considering how JJ acted earlier, Zac doubts he’ll get any help from him. Not a problem though, he can always find someone who will. But it doesn’t mean it’ll stop him from rubbing onto JJ to signify his need. “I’ll be going back to our room then. Not in the mood to swim anymore. Call me if you wantneed anything.” Ending his statement with a sultry wink, he slowly walked out of the locker room, doing his best not to look back. Because JJ would follow him back, wouldn’t he?