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[hippie_ninja]

"I'm bad at wanting things." He gets things for himself if he wants them. "Wouldn't turn down you in a Santa hat, though."

[fireshow]

Tilt of his head, he gives a quizzical expression. "Now... is that just in a Santa hat or?" Very important information, of course.

[hippie_ninja]

His smile turns sly. "Dealer's choice. I like stripping you down but...if I came home and you were just there, on my bed or my couch, wearing just the hat..."

[fireshow]

"Might have to leave a window cracked so I can crawl in then." He laughs a little, tilting his head the other way. "Don't really wanna burn the door down to get in."

[hippie_ninja]

"I could leave you some lock picks," he grins. "You've used those before, right?"

[fireshow]

"No," he murmurs that against Jesus' lips, smiling as he does. "I usually just burn my way into where I wanna go."

[hippie_ninja]

"I can teach you. It can be like your key to my place," he murmurs, and kisses him soundly.

[fireshow]

Unable to help himself, he laughs there against those lips, muffled as it is what with the kiss and all. "Yeah?" Mumbled a little, he brings both hands up and holds Jesus' face there, softly nipping at his bottom lip. "That's real sweet of you, baby."

[hippie_ninja]

"Yeah?" There's an urge in him to share everything he has with his people, with those he feels close to, and this satisfies that. "Maybe I just like the idea of making you a thief like me."

[fireshow]

"Trying to be a bad influence on me, huh?" Another nip to that bottom lip, he pulls back a little to look to Jesus better, hands slipping down to hold each side of his neck instead. "What's one thing you wanna do before the year's over here?"

[hippie_ninja]

"I haven't thought about it. Maybe more time to draw. To plan the farm." His hands are around John's waist. "What about you? Give me ideas."

[fireshow]

"I don't know," it's soft and honest, a slight shift there on the other man's lap as those arms go around his waist. "I feel like there's been more bad than good this year. So... maybe to have it end on a good note. Might be nice."

[hippie_ninja]

"Tell me what feels good to you, then." As he starts kissing John's neck.

[fireshow]

Eyes falling shut, he smiles softly. "That feels pretty good." That pleased little hum there on his lips, he tilts his head better for Jesus, thumbs stroking over the other man's neck that he still holds to there on his lap. "You should do your farm," he says then, soft. "And draw more. Even if it's just for yourself."

[hippie_ninja]

"I will." On both counts; the farm is arranged with other people. The drawing he enjoys, but there is a large part of it that's tied up in John. His lips trail off of John's collarbone and he looks up at him. "Will you keep writing?"

[fireshow]

Pulling back to look to him, hands still there on his neck, he lets himself lick over his lips. "If the mood strikes me, yeah." A shrug. "Can't really force it, you know?"

[hippie_ninja]

"As long as you keep trying." That's the thing people fail at; that's where they give up. It doesn't even matter if Jesus ever sees what he writes.

"C'mon. I'll show you how to pick my lock."

[fireshow]

"Mm, like to think I know how to do that already." Cheesy and with laughter on his lips, he leans in and steals a rather deep kiss from the other before he lets himself slide off that lap.

[hippie_ninja]

He chuckles and chases that kiss for another once they're standing then leads John to the door. He props it open with a foot, and shows him carefully which picks to use, how to manipulate them, how to get the lock to click open. "Easy. The trick is just to be patient. Once you do it a couple of times, you'll hear it."

[fireshow]

He stands there, listening and watching as Jesus explains it and finds himself slipping his hands into his back pockets, head tilting some with brows slightly furrowed. "And... how long is this supposed to take usually? I feel like burning the door down would take less time to be honest."

[hippie_ninja]

He laughs and turns to him. "You burn the door down, you let the cat out. And then I'll spend all that time trying to find him instead of pulling your clothes off. Your pick."

[fireshow]

Dragging his teeth over his bottom lip, he gives a rather serious hum of contemplation before he slips his hands out of his pockets and shrugs. "Well, I forget, I'll just sit outside the door naked."

[hippie_ninja]

"You send a picture and I'll rush home." He tugs John to him with a grin, nipping at his lower lip. "You figured out a loophole."

[fireshow]

Letting himself be tugged in, he grins right back and lets himself be nipped at, hands gently clutching at Jesus' arms. "I like when I do that." Hum on his lips, he steals a quick kiss or two before he takes his turn with nipping at Jesus' bottom lip. "What're you doing for either Christmas or New Years?"

[hippie_ninja]

He grins, nuzzling him, guiding him back into the house so he can kick the door shut with a little move of his foot. "No plans yet. Pick one. Tell me what you want to do."