[That glare had the desired result, but Jason did what he always did when faced with a hurt that had nothing to do with the physical. He masked it with a cocky grin and a lazy shrug.]
Easy, kid. I was testing a theory and a bruised rib isn't going to kill me. It's good to know this kinda thing, that's all. I'm not gunna use it unless I have to, so cool your tits.
[He gave the steaks another flip, then did the same to the veggies. One steak got pulled and set aside on one of the waiting plates before he risked half a glance at his company.]
I won't, stop looking at me like that. How do you eat your steak?
[ He relaxed, just a little, once Jason reassured him that he wouldn't use it unless he had to. If he wasn't relatively sure that his familiar couldn't stand him on a personal level, he might have doubted the guy's sincerity. As it was, he didn't think Jason would sacrifice too much of himself to spare Tim. Other people, sure. But not Tim.
He glanced away and muttered under his breath that he didn't have tits because he wasn't a girl, but there's a small clench of arousal at Jason calling them that. Oof, he'd have to examine that one later. ]
Medium rare.
[ He still doesn't look thrilled. ]
I just don't want anyone sacrificing themselves for me. I'd bet you feel the same way.
[He scoffed, rolling his eyes and shooting Tim a Look.]
Every body has tits, Timbo. You can call them whatever you want, but pecs or tits? It's all the same thing. Hell, I have great tits.
[He gave them a little flex just to see if Tim would turn a different color, then grinned and focused back on the food.]
No one is sacrificing anything for anyone. Got it. Besides, we don't know if you even could do...whatever the hell it was that I just did. Maybe it's a familiar only power. Maybe there is something I can do that you can't.
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Easy, kid. I was testing a theory and a bruised rib isn't going to kill me. It's good to know this kinda thing, that's all. I'm not gunna use it unless I have to, so cool your tits.
[He gave the steaks another flip, then did the same to the veggies. One steak got pulled and set aside on one of the waiting plates before he risked half a glance at his company.]
I won't, stop looking at me like that. How do you eat your steak?
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He glanced away and muttered under his breath that he didn't have tits because he wasn't a girl, but there's a small clench of arousal at Jason calling them that. Oof, he'd have to examine that one later. ]
Medium rare.
[ He still doesn't look thrilled. ]
I just don't want anyone sacrificing themselves for me. I'd bet you feel the same way.
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Every body has tits, Timbo. You can call them whatever you want, but pecs or tits? It's all the same thing. Hell, I have great tits.
[He gave them a little flex just to see if Tim would turn a different color, then grinned and focused back on the food.]
No one is sacrificing anything for anyone. Got it. Besides, we don't know if you even could do...whatever the hell it was that I just did. Maybe it's a familiar only power. Maybe there is something I can do that you can't.
[He was in a playful mood, apparently.]