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So is it everyone's head he can get into? Or just yours? Are you going to be able to keep this bracelet a secret while I work?

He can get into practically anyone's head. Mine, yours, Martin's. He almost certainly already knows about the bracelet, itself. The note said it would block remote viewing, magical and mechanical. He watches people through eyes, whether they're living people, photos, or cameras. Gertrude halfway figured it out and started cutting out eyes from any photos she found.

Just be careful who you talk to about anything.

Any eye... ugh. [What a creepy prick. Tim slides a little closer to Jon on the couch without thinking about it.] I'll keep that in mind. [It works for Tim though. If he keeps talking like he's out to kill Elias then the man should be doing something to try stop him.] Don't want to waste this chance. Might only get the one shot.

You know. You're actually really cute with those ears.

[At a prank? At explosions? Jon should probably take that bracelet back, but he doesn't want Tim to be angry again. He'll just have to be vigilant.

At the mention of his ears, they flick up, turning slightly toward Tim before flattening again as Jon's cheeks heat up.]

Don't start. It was an accident. The potion said one to two for duration. Anyone with half an ounce of sense would think that meant hours, not... however long this is going to last.

You know what they say about things that last more than four hours, right? [He teases. Reaching up with the intention of gently scratching just behind Jon's new ears if he's not stopped.]

[He's halfway to raising his hand to knock Tim's arm away when the other man's hand begins scritching at the base of one of his ears. Jon sighs, a significant portion of the tension going out of him as his hand drops back down atop the album and he visibly relaxes.] Mm... stop that. That's... [Jon tilts his head, eyes falling to half-closed.] Hmm.

[This is humiliating, but god, if that doesn't feel nice. It's like there's a tap directly into some sort of calming center in his head. He begins to purr again, unable to help it.]

Why fight it? You like this sort of thing, right? No need to feel ashamed. [He scratches a bit more purposely now that his hand isn't being batted away. Making sure his fingers are getting buried in Jon's hair and scratching just a little harder.] Besides I think you're cute with the ears and tail. And I bet Martin finds those claws pretty fun. [Does he? He's not so sure he pictures Martin liking pain, but it's more fun to joke about.]

[Does Tim want an Archivist melting against him? Because he has an Archivist slowly melting against him. The comment about Martin earns him a momentary frown and huff.] I've never played with him like that. I don't like hurting people.

[Contrary to the evidence and what his monstrous nature would like him to do.]

And I need to... fight. Fight it. [He's not really going to start one up with Tim.] Elias made me come to the house where he's living. Dorian was there. They toyed with me, humiliated me for fun. I don't... I don't want it to happen again.

Edited (wow, i swear i speak english) 2020-07-12 02:56 (UTC)

[Tim listens. Shifting himself to make Jon as comfortable as he can as he leans against him. Enjoying the way Jon is resting against him.] I'm sorry. [He frowns. Not liking what he was hearing.] But you shouldn't care about what those two assholes do to you. Don't let them get to you. [Easier said then done, Tim.]

Mm...

[Much easier said than done when Jon is an incredibly reactive man.]

May I lay in your lap?

[He's slowly working his way there, so he might as well ask and get it over with. Taking off his hat was a mistake... and Jon is rather surprised Tim is being this tactile with him. They're not usually ones for much beyond a clap on the arm. Even just the awkward drunk hug from that pub crawl night had been more that was normal.]

[Maybe without the bracelet Tim would have refused or maybe not. Anyone could see just how tired Jon looks.

Sitting back further on the couch to give Jon more lap to lay down onto.] Sure. Go ahead.

[Jon sets the photo album aside and just gives into the instincts for a little bit. There's no time pressure on this. He can fix the album and Tim's memory soon. Just after a little lie down. He turns himself on the couch and slumps down so that he's sprawled across Tim's lap on his back. It's only a moment before he turns onto his side and curls around the man.

Maybe he just meant Jon could put his head on his thigh. At the moment, that's not where the Archivist's head is. It's more on taking over Tim's lap in its entirety and acquiring further pets. The purring has increased in volume, and Jon nuzzles against Tim's hip once he's down.]

This is nice...

Whooa-- [Tim is shocked when Jon crawls fully into his lap. He had indeed expected Jon to simply rest his head in his lap so it was a surprise. Not that he tries to stop Jon at all as he gets settled.] Glad you're comfortable. [Tim doesn't sound too upset. In fact he starts to pet Jon much like a cat.]

[Jon just makes a contented sound as he's pet and the purring continues for a bit. He knows full well this inappropriate, though, and that human sense of guilt about it does eventually have him opening his eyes and looking up at Tim again.]

Why are you letting me do this? I know we're not... that close.

[He lifts one hand as he asks and places it on Tim's torso, beginning to knead with his fingers and sharpened nails.]

[Tim hums as if this thought hadn't struck him before. At last finally admitting.] I don't know. I guess because it seems like you could use it. You always look so tired. [He shrugs a shoulder.] And we might not be close, but it's not like we hate each other or anything.

[He chuckles at the fingers kneading at his torso, but doesn't stop it. He said Jon shouldn't be embarrassed by his more feline instincts right now and he meant it.] Hey now, don't rip the shirt.

[Jon blinks at the gentle chiding and withdraws his hand.]

I need to file my nails down again.

[He goes back to puzzling as he gazes up at the other man.]

Would you want to be closer? To me? I don't really know how to be close to you.

[They'd worked together in Research for years, enough for Jon to develop a professional respect for Tim's work, if not his silliness. But that hadn't much translated to any sort of camaraderie.]

Fixing the book, bringing the real Sasha back to our memories... that will help, right?

I mean... yeah, sure. I guess. [It was strange being asked like this. He can't remember when someone last asked him: do you want to be friends? point blank like this. Maybe back in primary school?

He scratches at his neck. Feeling suddenly unsure of how to answer.] I dunno, I guess we could hang out more? Not at work. Hanging out at work is what we are back home. I could, I dunno, do whatever you like to do when you're not at the archives some days? And maybe you could come kayaking with me sometime? I just got a new kayak. Came with the book. Hm, maybe I should check it for holes.

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Tim, I've literally never been kayaking. Aren't they usually only for one person?

[He's not going to mention that he doesn't have much of a life outside of work or whatever activities he thinks someone else will enjoy. Except...]

There's a carousel at the London Zoo I used to ride as a treat. They have one here that's not bad...

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You can get them built for two. It's not that hard to get the basics of it down. Or we could just rent you one for a day or two and go put side by side. It's how I learned.

[The hand petting Jon stops for a moment. Really? Carousels? It just seemed so... not Jon.] You know, if this is your way of trying to say you've always had the hots for me you can just say so. [Tim does NOT really think that as he starts to pet Jon again. He's just being an ass now.] I promise not to tell Martin. [It should be nearly impossible to miss the playful tone in his voice. Just more proof that Tim isn't taking this seriously.]

[Jon rolls his eyes hard enough to roll his head along with the motion and then grabs for Tim's arm. Unless the other man pulls away quickly, his hand is getting chomped on in retaliation. It's not enough to break skin, but Jon is absolutely biting him with intent, tail beginning to lash.

The question of kayaks is... questionable. Tim has seen Jon's noodly arms, right? He thinks this might end up with him just rolling upside-down somehow and drowning.]

[Tim raises an eyebrow at Jon grabbing his arm. He doesn't pull away because he's curious as to where this might go. When Jon actually bites him Tim sits dumbfounded for a moment.] Jonathan. Sims. Are you really biting me right now? [He tries to sound upset, but really he's more amused then anything else. Also confused.]

[As Tim sounds amused rather than angry, Jon keeps his teeth locked on the other man's hand and growls as his tail continues to flick. He's not entirely sure where he wants this to go or how, but it feels right to play like this right now. No breaking skin. Like Peter, he's trying to keep it playful rather than inflict actual pain.

It occurs to him belatedly that this is probably something he should have asked if it was okay to do. Tim might be indulging him with pets. He hadn't agreed to deal with Jon as a cat, regardless of Jon's instincts.]

[Tim gives his hand a lazy waggle. Maybe without the bracelet he would have been more forceful about removing his hand from Jon's mouth. For now he's still amused by the contact and still a bit curious how this will go.] Well, aren't you a naughty kitty. Am I going to have to get a spray bottle of water?

[Right. Yes. He's going to die a little now. Jon's whole face lights up with color as he lets go of Tim's hand. It's probably going to be uncomfortable as he shoves himself up and off and reaches for the photo album. It's a moment before he can drag himself out of his more feline mindset to find words.]

Sorry. That, uh... that was inappropriate. I think- I'll see about the photos. And memories. I'll get back to you.

[And standing up.]

[Tim surprises himself when his hand seems to grab for Jon's wrist almost on it's own. Suddenly the idea of being alone in this giant apartment felt overwhelming. Maybe he really should get a submissive as soon as possible. Considering he was just enjoying how large the place was before Jon showed up he's left wondering what's changed. Perhaps the photos were making him feel homesick.]

It's alright. I said you should lead your best cat life, right? You don't need to be embarrassed. [He lets go of Jon's wrist as he doesn't want Jon to feel like he was being forced to stay.] I was just teasing a little. I didn't mind.

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cw: mentions of mind-control and ... dubcon kink play??? Dorian and Elias being shady bastards.

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